Sunday, March 30, 2008
1. Cuci Kereta...err...rasa kali ni nak hantar kedai sbb nak cuci enjin sekali..ihiks.
2. Ambik karpet kat kedai cuci karpet...nak basuh kat rumah tak larat nak angkat ..berat weh.
3. Pergi pejabat pos ...nasib baik surat tak yah beli stem..gomen dah bayo..ahaks.
4. Masak ....satu hal pulak nak mikir mak masak apa...cuba korang bagi idea sikit..eheheh.
5. Makan/minum..ni tak boleh lupa..ahaks. Sendiri masak..sendiri makan. Silap2 haribulan makan kat luar jer ...ekekek.
Selamat berhujung minggu...dan selamat memulakan minggu yang baru dengan lebih ceria.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Pagi Ahad kami hantar Iqa ke stesen bas Teluk Intan. Iqa dan 2 lagi rakan nak balik ke Balik Pulau. Cuti sekolah dah habis ..so kenalah naik bas dari Tk Intan ke Butterworth, kena naik feri dan seterusnya naik teksi utk ke asrama MRSM BP. Huhuhu kak long memang akan sedih kalau bab2 berpisah ni..terbit air mata bila Iqa bersalam dengan kami semua. Harapan keluarga cik kak kita ni ..eheheh moga berjaya dengan SPM 2008 nanti. Nanti majlis graduasi, insyaAllah kami naik ke Penang ek...
Friday, March 14, 2008
Salam buat semua ...
Kak Long masih lagi sibuk. Fuhh...lega sikit sebab internal audit oleh consultant yang dilantik telah selesai hari ini. Unexpected tuu kalau nak tahu !! sebabnya ikut jadual minggu depan baru mula ..tetiba jer pagi tadi dapat email kata hari ni...terkedu kejap! kejap jer sebab yakin semua dokumen ada simpan dalam fail2 dah. Cehh bila pakcik tu datang..dia bukannyer nak tengok pun ISO nyer procedures ...tak tahulah apa tujuan dia buat audit. Mungkin nak report kat top management kut. Apa2 pun...kak long nak wish selamat berhujung minggu buat semua kengkawan. Jumpa lagi Isnin nanti ,InsyaAllah. Daaaa.. ..
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Maaf!! kerja melambak maka tidaklah dapat nak jalan2 ke blog yang lain!!
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Pagi tadi sebelum pergi kerja, masaklah dulu utk memudahkan mak kak long . Dengan Aim yng kadangkala buat hal tak nak tido petang, mak ada masa terhad utk masak makan malam ..so bila dah masak pagi tu ..senanglah mak panaskan ajer bila tghari dan petang.
Kalau kak long kerja pagi..balik dlm pukul 6, kak long mulalah memasak. Hmm hari2 ikan, ayam, udang, itu jer ulang alik ..sampai tak tahu nak masak apa lagi ...ehehheh. Weekend memang makan kat luar..dah malas nak masak weh...ahahahha. Klik2 website resepi kat net ni ..hmmm benda2 itu jugak..tak kuasa laa teman ni nak masak yang canggih2 manggih...bukannya apa..teman tak pandai..ekekek nanti jadi apa2 ntah.
Pagi tadi masak sup ikan merah...hmmm boleh tahan jugak rasanya ( akakakak masuk lif tekan button sendiri sampai bumbung) . Esok nak masak apa hah? hmmm rendang ayam? budak2 tu tak makan ler pulak!!
Oh yer..kalau nak masak pun kena masak 2 jenis tu..kalau masak yg pedas..kena ada menu tak pedas..ahaks ..itulah pengorbanan seorang wanita!! berkorban apa sahaja utk keluarga tercinta.
huhuhu sempena Hari Wanita Sedunia ...hidup Wanita!!Kita boleh !! semangat tu..ahaks.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over.''
I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday", I promised a little reluctantly on her third call.Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house, I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren."Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!"My daughter smiled calmly and said, " We drive in this all the time, Mother." "W ell, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured her. "But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this." "Carolyn," I said sternly, "Please turn around." "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience."After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw on the far side of the road, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden."
W e got out of the car, each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.
It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers."Who did this?" I asked Carolyn. "Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. W e walked up to the house.On the patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking", was the headline.
The first answer was a simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read.
The second answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain."
The third answer was, "Began in 1958."For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop. Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived.
One day at a time, she had created something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration.
That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time, often just one baby-step at a time and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world …"It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. " What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years? "Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. "Start tomorrow," she said.She was right. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?"
Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting.....
Until your car or home is paid off
Until you get a new car or home
Until your kids leave the house
Until you go back to school
Until you finish school
Until you clean the house
Until you organize the garage
Until you clean off your desk
Until you lose 10 lbs.
Until you gain 10 lbs.
Until you get married
Until you get a divorce
Until you have kids
Until the kids go to school
Until you retire
Until you die...
There is no better time than right now to be happy. Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
So work like you don't need money. Love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no one's watching.
Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.