1st May 2009
Cannot believe that me and wifey had a verbal argument early in the morning. The stupidest thing of all is that this argument is totally dumd, plain dumb. We were arguing over timing that cannot be confirmed.
I cannot confirm the timing my sister will be able to pick me and him up while he cannot confirm what time he wants to meet me to buy cake together. Dumb!! Isn’t it?
By the way the cake was meant for my mother as my family was celebrating Mother’s Day in advance. Reason for choosing this holiday is because this is the only day all my other siblings and their family members are free and available. Almost like the last time we took the family portrait.
The argument is pretty heated up and we hang up without resolving it, just allowing both of us to cool down, which we did. Finally we arranged to meet at 5.00pm where I will pick him up at his void deck and then we will head to Tampines Central to get the cake. Luckily things went well after that and smoothly we managed to get a nice cake before my sister drove over to pick us up.
We head to my house first to get some stuff (I do not know what stuff though) before everyone heads to the dinner place at Upper Thomson. The place is right at the end corner, same shop house with the prata shop Casurrina. My sis ordered total of 7 dishes for each table, combination of chicken, vegetables, and seafood. There was only one dish of pork as the maid does not eat pork and rightfully wifey cannot eat too.
The food is great and everyone enjoyed it. Wifey especially like the spicy chicken cubes that was being fried with dried chilli to add in the spiciness and with black sauce to add in the sweetness. It is truly a great dish. However, it’s the last dish that really made everyone drools, the curry crab.
Wifey is actually allergic to seafood and rightfully again, he cannot eat this crab nor its curry sauce. The smell is just too nice, accompanied with its look, somehow wifey gave way to his allergy and made me scoop him a bowl of the sauce (alright, it is only half a bowl) and he started eating the sauce with the friend buns that was ordered along with the curry crab. Wifey totally love the taste and soon he was asking me to scoop another half bowl of sauce for him (that is why I said one bowl just now).
We were all supposed to cut the cake after the food but we did not. Two reasons; first being the place is really busy and with waiting customers, the waitress did not have the time to clear our table just for us to cut cake. Secondly, we were all very full from the food and I believe everyone gains at least one kg extra mass from the food. Thus we head back home to cut the cake.
The process of cutting and eating the cake was really noisy. The living room suddenly turned into a mass-karaoke room and my sisters were singing songs related to mothers to celebrate. Fun, laughter, crazy, and not to mention, noisy. After the singing, the cake was being cut and share. Most of us are still suffering from over-stuffing of food into the stomach, thus each of us really eat a very thin slice of cake and about a third of the cake was left un-touched.
Borrowed my brother’s car after that as all my siblings are driving back to their home and I wanted to spend a little more time with wifey. Under the excuse of watching movie, me and wifey drove out together. We did not have any idea where to go and what to do but it felt great to be together. The decision was made when wifey’s friends called to ask watch horror movie at Downtown East. So we head there and meet up with Izwan, Yazid, Ayu and Faridah. They managed to get us couple seats and it was great.
The movie is terrifying (that’s why it’s call horror show) and wifey shouted a few times. He certainly held my hand super tight also. Anyway not going to record down too much of the show as it is considered unpleasant. After the show, we ate at McDonalds and then I sent the rest home, followed by wifey before I head back home.
It was a really great day and I am so happy to spend so much time with wifey.
“I Love You, My Wifey Shaari”
Hubby Roger
