<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:51:25.332+10:00</updated><category term='Nature'/><category term='sons'/><category term='Botany'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='English'/><category term='Dd'/><category term='Ramadan'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Eid'/><category term='Birds'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Taxi'/><category term='Humour'/><category term='Leisure'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Health Fitness'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><category term='NZ'/><category term='Gifted children'/><category term='Swimming'/><category term='Housekeeping'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Books'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Earth Musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8301358601080413132</id><published>2009-06-21T06:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:40:22.015+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdwatching</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating this blog for a while. I'm really into photography right now and taking a lot of pics of birds so my other blog is getting more attention.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Parklands for 2 days straight. On Friday with younger son and Saturday , I cycled there with older son . It is currently my favourite spot for birdwatching as I get to see birds I don't usually see in other areas of the bikeway  and it helps that there are ducks there for the kids to feed. There are eels and turtles in the mini lake too but they haven't come out after the water had turned a bit murky due to the rain spell the past months.  There is also a little airstrip next to the park where hobbyists congregate with their miniature planes on the weekend. I keep telling myself I need to take pics of them too but my main focus is really taking pics of birds.  It's a bonus if I can shoot birds I rarely or haven't seen before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8301358601080413132?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8301358601080413132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8301358601080413132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8301358601080413132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8301358601080413132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/06/birdwatching.html' title='Birdwatching'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4350890360262775117</id><published>2009-06-01T10:04:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:43:03.418+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma Park Zoo</title><content type='html'>We went to the &lt;a href="http://www.almaparkzoo.com.au"&gt;Alma Park Zoo&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. It would have been about half an hour drive if dh had taken the Gateway instead of going though the city centre and into some northern suburbs . Yes we got lost for an hour or so there. I'm afraid us south suburban people don't usually go to the northern suburbs vice versa and so it took us ages to figure which road we were at plus only decided to use gps in my phone when we were almost there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got there, we were pleasantly surprised at how nice and shady the zoo was . There were tall, shady , beautiful trees at the entrance and we didn't need to go out of our car to buy tickets, just drive through and the nice attendants came to us.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the animals were in enclosures where they roam about freely whie visitors can feed them with a bag of animal feed bought at the entrance or cafe cum souvenir shop. There was an enclosure for fallow deers which we went to  first because it was near the carpark, as well as camels , llamas , koalas, kangaroos , tahr (mountain goats) etc. I think the two red pandas were my favourite. I took pics of it napping while dh videotape them eating and moving around. I also managed to get pics of birds and trees in and around the zoo although I did pity the birds that were caged there . One galah in the cage seemed tame and liked us stroking its head.  We found that out when older son,  always inquisitive, poked his hand in the cage to touch it. The baboons were also cages too unfortunately. There was a short presentation about them by a zookeeper while a large alpha male baboon set in the cage behind him and amused the crowd with his antiques.  There was also a presentation about koalas and the kids also got to touch a baby croc and a python.&lt;br /&gt;At around noon, we had a nice layback lunch in one of the picnic area where there were tables, benches and even a place to barbeque , in the midst of lovely shady trees. Dh had prepared some sandwiches and cut fruits for the trip beforehand and I bought sliced cakes and drinks at the cafe nearby. There were some amazing looking peacocks and peahens roaming around the area and the boys were trying to chase them. I think they enjoyed the zoo more than the nature walk two weeks ago as there got to see lots of animals. It's a nice zoo , not heavily commercialized like some others and I highly recommend it. :) Though it is a good idea to study how to get there first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4350890360262775117?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4350890360262775117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4350890360262775117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4350890360262775117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4350890360262775117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/06/alma-park-zoo.html' title='Alma Park Zoo'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4970156850627532129</id><published>2009-05-24T15:44:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:33:40.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>W/end walk/cycle</title><content type='html'>It had rained pretty much last week and I think it was wed or thurs that the bikeway was completely flooded and I could actually that the water had risen up next to the road. Fortunately, the road wasn't flooded and I could still pick up my kids from school. The next 2 days after that,  it was lovely with sunny intervals and then it started to rain again on Saturday. I had lunch at the sushi train  with the family and thought I'd walk back home with dd , which was about a mile. The only bad idea was that I was wearing heels  and my feet were killing me half way home,  I need to bring the trainers in the car next time.My painful soles just about canceled my plan to go jogging today so I went cycling instead. Needed to be consistent at cycling well, at least boost the mileage a bit otherwise it is rather painful for me going uphill (like it was today).&lt;br /&gt;The bikeway was wet and puddly and I couldn't ride that fast since when I hit the puddles, the muddy water would splash all over my white Asics trainers and  even on my bike shirt. Near the parklands , part of the bike path was immersed in water and I couldn't get through it and had to turn back. I met a group of bird watchers at one stage who were pretty keen looking into their binoculars, they didn't realized they blocked my path. Didn't want to startle them so I just rode through the wet grass. Hey I'm a birdwatcher too. :) I saw the usual birds that frequent there plus an egret and some grey looking birds flying at the parklands which I couldn't positively id, maybe they were herons? There were also sounds coming from the wet marshes sounding like continuous drumbeats which I suspect were frogs.&lt;br /&gt;I then made my way  to the other end of the bikeway to make a complete loop but didn't reach the end because there was a pickup truck blocking near the creek. I supposed they were cleaning up the mud there so I had to turn back . All in all, I managed to cycle almost 20km for an hour and a bit on a wet puddly bikeway which wasn't bad. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4970156850627532129?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4970156850627532129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4970156850627532129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4970156850627532129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4970156850627532129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/05/wend-walkcycle.html' title='W/end walk/cycle'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6884329230190971905</id><published>2009-05-16T20:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:31:21.568+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bushwalking</title><content type='html'>As I said in my previous post, it is a bit chilly in the morning now and I am not in a hurry to go out the front door until the temperature increase a little, nearing mid-day. However, older son was repeating for a few days prior,  that he was going to the rainforest on Saturday. I said to him that there isn't any rainforest around here where we live, just maybe at the Botanic Gardens. It turned out they planned to go bushwalking in the Nature Reserve just a few kms away. I decided to follow too but nobody told &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; we had to track up a hill! It felt more like the song Miley Cyrus keep singing about these days, "The Climb"... &lt;br /&gt;It was not a bad hike going up, down and around the hill.  However, son was a bit disappointed he couldn't find any animals and kept expressing his disappointment . Maybe we should of taken him to the zoo instead of bushwalking. We did see some skinks though which he tried to capture but they managed to escape into the undergrowth. (You know, the skinks in our garden shed were much larger if he wanted to get them.)&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera along too and was a bit disappointed that I could not spot any birds most of the way although I could hear their calls. The only consolation was a kookaburra which I managed to spot a kookaburra deep in the reserve. It was probably the only I bird I got this time around. The rest of the photos I took were mainly of trees, a caterpillar, butterflies and spiders.&lt;br /&gt;Dh didn't really know the way around the hill reserve although he had studied the map at the entrance and decided which one we were going to follow but I guess we didn't stick to plan. Thankfully, he borrowed my phone which had a GPS and we could find our way back to our starting point. Older son was moody and younger son was tired after maybe an hour ,  so we stopped at the top of the hill for some needed refreshments. Older son was still in a dark mood after that, walking grudgingly but when his dad promised to get him a toy after the hike, he was motivated to walk and even ran pass us. I was mainly left behind on this hike,  taking my time to get a good shot even though there weren't anything much to take pics of. But it's all good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6884329230190971905?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6884329230190971905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6884329230190971905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6884329230190971905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6884329230190971905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/05/bushwalking.html' title='Bushwalking'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7532176053264253446</id><published>2009-05-05T09:31:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:00:57.565+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Fitness</title><content type='html'>I haven't been consistent with my exercise this year now that the temperature has dipped at this time of year as it is almost winter in the Southern Hemisphere. The early morning are cooler if not colder and I would rather prefer to stay under my duna instead of attempting to jog at 6 o' clock a few times on weekdays. However, I do try to jog or cycle on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went out for a jog a little later at around 9 ish instead of the usual 7 ish. During the spring/summer, most people like to walk their dog around 8 am so I try to jog before that time. However, on this particular Saturday there weren't many recreational walkers or people walking their dogs. The only people I came across were the competitive athletes on their training run from the opposite direction.  I think I recognise one of them from the sports centre where I go for my gym sessions (not very often these days). These guys are super fit and some of them even compete at a national/international level and they were running  shirtless that morning. Gosh, I wish I can go shirtless for my morning jog, saves me a good 5-10 mins finding the right sports attire for the session.&lt;br /&gt;There is also a squad practicing running/cross country at one of the fields I pass on Saturdays. I was probably a bit late that morning and they may have finished their training session already coz I didn't see them running like in the past weeks. Their coach really grill these high school/college runners into running around the field many, many times over. These youngsters have a lot stamina to be able to do this.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday mornings, I sometimes observed a group of bootcampers wearing the same bright red tees displaying their bootcamp motto or something, will be exercising or training with a bootcamp coach somewhere on the open field/grassland around the bike way. They comprise mainly of women who are motivated to attend these sessions to lose weight and get fitter. The session are normally held a few times on weekdays and I sometimes wonder if I should enrol in these bootcamps for some group motivation. But then they probably have finished their bootcamp for this season...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7532176053264253446?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7532176053264253446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7532176053264253446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7532176053264253446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7532176053264253446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/05/morning-fitness-observation.html' title='Morning Fitness'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1403491036660146598</id><published>2009-04-25T19:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:35:56.681+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Round up</title><content type='html'>I have been busy lately due to the school easter break in mid April and now they are back to school, I was busy cleaning up the house and catching up on chores for the most of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Dd and her bro will be taking assessment tests in mid May. They have pushed it up from August to May this year. Apparently, dd's teacher are not at all worried about dd and even expect her to come up tops! I just hope she read the questions carefully and take time to reread her answers instead of stopping early and reading a story book like last time (although her previous results were perfectly okay and well above average of her peers.)  As for her bro, there is absolutely no pressure for him. As long as he is happy and understands the concepts at school, it is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Dd also almost got to represent her school in cross country but they decided to do a rerun and she came in 4th this time instead of 3rd. She came home to tell me that she did not make it to district as her friend beat her by half a meter. I said that  it was okay. You know, I'm just happy she improved her position from 2nd last to 3rd place this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1403491036660146598?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1403491036660146598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1403491036660146598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1403491036660146598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1403491036660146598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/04/round-up.html' title='Round up'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4994652462864143553</id><published>2009-04-09T17:33:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:01:43.031+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Cross Country</title><content type='html'>It was the kid's cross country yesterday so I left home about 9.30am.  Fortunately, the kids' event didn't start until I had arrived. I also brought along my dSLR to capture some  of the action. It was weird hanging it around my neck for all the other parents to see but what the heck. The younger kids started their event first and I took some pics of them at the start line. The mums of African origin were cheering their kids all the while. They were really loud compared to the other parents  and can I describe them as "rowdy" ;-). Some of them look quite nice in their long flowing headgowns that were brightly coloured or patterned. So I pointed my camera at them.  They were camera shy and looked away. I asked them if they wanted to be photographed. A few ran away and an elderly one said an outright no but two were willing to be photographed and were all smiles.  I hope to get more pics of African next week where the local library showcase African culture for the whole month.  I also took pics of my Afghani friends and their kids. They were very photogenic with their fair flawless skin and pretty smile.&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the action, older son got his usual placing this year, 2nd last again but he tried his best. I was surprised with dd though, when she came back home with a 3rd place ribbon pinned at her shirt. I didn't realize she was ahead of the other kids in her age group. Last year she got 2nd last. I guess that grueling 5k funrun I ran with her, somewhat improved her standing in the cross country this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4994652462864143553?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4994652462864143553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4994652462864143553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4994652462864143553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4994652462864143553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/04/cross-country.html' title='Cross Country'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7079209915901395070</id><published>2009-03-31T09:10:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:38:05.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthhour</title><content type='html'>We did Earthhour again this year. Dh gave torch lights to the kids for them to amuse themselves in the dark. They had their supper early around 6pm and then Dh wanted to take some pics of the constellation in the night sky. He used manual focus and adjusted the aperture, shuttle speed, ISO  etc of the camera.  The pics turned out ok. I wasn't expecting to see any stars but I could make them out in the photos. I guess the sky was quite clear and there was not much cloud around that night.  I didn't really hang around to see the action much. Went to bed early with 3yo as soon as the lights went off at 8.30pm. The lights didn't come back on until the next day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7079209915901395070?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7079209915901395070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7079209915901395070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7079209915901395070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7079209915901395070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/03/earthhour.html' title='Earthhour'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2096351752958194272</id><published>2009-03-26T17:01:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:29:21.852+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>I was actually trying to change the custom header in another blog. I couldchangeo it the first couple of times but then I thought I wanted to change it to a better picture but then  I couldn't change it for some reason. So I came to this blog to work on the header here . (I only tried changing this once though. ) And then...hmmm.... I might need a new layout for the blog with more features. So ta-daaaa!!! The revamp version.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this current layout had wiped out my old blogroll and other customized stuff (which was part of the reason why I didn't want to change. ) But it's all good and hope you like it.... even if it is just a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2096351752958194272?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2096351752958194272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2096351752958194272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2096351752958194272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2096351752958194272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-layoutappearance.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4459298757753348957</id><published>2009-03-08T10:54:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:39:31.860+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1st  Fun run 2009 - done!</title><content type='html'>I ran my first &lt;a href="http://www.womensdayfunrun.com.au/"&gt;fun run&lt;/a&gt; this year with dd . She wanted to enter  it at the last hour so I went to register her yesterday at the registration table at the event venue. Unfortunately, due to the late entry she couldn't get a free t-shirt and racepack after the race straight away and there wasn't really any chance of getting one with the swelling number of walkers who completed after us . I did buy her a pink T-shirt though but it isn't really her favourite color (they were all pink).&lt;br /&gt;I think she did pretty well considering the longest distance she ever ran was 3k for her cross country  at school. This year , we ran in reverse direction of the route taken last year which was probably a good idea but it was a slow start up one of the bridge due to the sheer number of participants. As we were at the back of the pack at the start line, we had to move around people like a labyrinth to get ahead. It started to clear a bit after that and we managed to run up almost all the hills and beat all the runners walking in the process (hehehe)... Dd ran very well to the half way mark (2.5k) in the Botanic Gardens where the drink station were and... after that... it sort of went downhill and I had to literally drag her up hills and paths as she was tiring. So we could only manage to walk up the Goodwin bridge after that since there was no respite from the sun and dd was fatigued. I insisted she  drink from the watercooler when we came down from it to give her a energy boost. And then it was just a 1k 'dash' through the Southbank Parklands and to the finish line at the Cultural Forecourt. Phew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4459298757753348957?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4459298757753348957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4459298757753348957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4459298757753348957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4459298757753348957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-fun-run-2009-done.html' title='1st  Fun run 2009 - done!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4387918842405197748</id><published>2009-02-25T09:22:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:39:50.783+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birds'/><title type='text'>Kookaburra's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXFB6-VhqOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eXFB6-VhqOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="story_comment"&gt;I am linking a video in an attempt to make this blog slightly more interesting as I am guilty of partially neglecting it. It is of a young kookaburra that was perching on some bamboo on the back deck/balcony of my home. Some common birds in my backyard got very territorial and tried to ward it off. They succeeded eventually. (Sorry for the poor pic quality, as this was shot in low resolution. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4387918842405197748?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4387918842405197748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4387918842405197748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4387918842405197748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4387918842405197748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/02/kookaburras-visit.html' title='Kookaburra&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-157294970781129900</id><published>2009-02-23T05:58:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:31:08.286+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>A Recreational Cyclist List of Do Nots</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not descend down a steep hill too fast, fall off the bike and land in a creek. (There are times when I think this might happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not descend downhill too fast, swerve sharply and land in a ditch. (ditto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not accelerate downhill, fall off the bike and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; roll down the hill. (ditto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not collide with other cyclists at a narrow bypass/stretch. (Almost did this.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not collide with enthusiastic kids on wheels who don't know left from right. (They are so cute. Where are their parents?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not fall off an ill-fitting bike in front of group of recreational walkers . (This is embarrassing.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not attempt to cycle away from a chasing dog and then run the bike over it, much to the chagrin of the owner.  (Almost did this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Do not attempt to climb up a humongous hill to get to a connecting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bikeway&lt;/span&gt;.  (And only to quit half way.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not forget to shift to low gear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; you climb a hill, so that the bike won't stop a few metres after the foot of the hill . (What else is new.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not forget to pump tyres before outing , so don't end up riding on squishy tyres. (They make a lovely squeaky sound though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not forget to lay out bike attire the night before, so will actually have a better chance of finding them in the morning. (The opposite of this is embedded in me like a computer virus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-157294970781129900?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/157294970781129900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=157294970781129900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/157294970781129900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/157294970781129900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/02/recreational-cyclist-do-nots.html' title='A Recreational Cyclist List of Do Nots'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6098061776471560967</id><published>2009-01-30T19:01:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:10:14.212+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroads</title><content type='html'>I haven't really had much adventure lately to blog anything of substance over here. Maybe a bit preoccupied with facebook , it is very user friendly. I am collecting some data/photos of the annular eclipse of the sun that occurred in the South East Asia early this week just for fun. Would like to post some amateur pics here but they're not really mine to post.&lt;br /&gt;As well, I'm also thinking of going to Wordpress. Actually, I have created an account already. Probably would blog more on the past or something there. I must confess that I am still loyal to blogspot but really NOTHING interesting is happening lately to blog about except that kids are back at school and am busy  cooking, washing  and cleaning up the house after them...... Also taking them to the library and park after school. So not much time to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6098061776471560967?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6098061776471560967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6098061776471560967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6098061776471560967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6098061776471560967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/01/crossroads.html' title='Crossroads'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8507532525843956711</id><published>2009-01-16T19:50:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:44:50.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HNY 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for not updating this blog. I went back for hols in KL and when I'm in KL , I don't really have the time to blog to be honest. Too many things to sort out and do! So much socializing and eating and eating and socializing and social eating.. You get the picture. Hmm.. I need to get back to my exercise regime again real soon. Next month in Feb will be a perfect time to start.. when kids are back at school.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its already the end of the second week of January. Is it too late to say Happy New Year 2009 to my loyal or not too loyal readers, whoever you are ... Happy New Year!.......... Probably it is a bit a late to wish this........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8507532525843956711?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8507532525843956711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8507532525843956711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8507532525843956711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8507532525843956711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='HNY 2009'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7361481086668390931</id><published>2008-12-18T15:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:31:21.883+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Cycling Tip</title><content type='html'>I haven't been cycling much lately concentrating on jogging.. wished I could cycle more , I actually prefer cycling to running so I decided to cycle last Saturday. It is a bit boring cycling on my own (I really need to enrol in a squad thingy sometime) so I asked dd to accompany me. We went on the bikeway and to the nearest petrol station for some drinks/snacks. On the bikeway, she had to stop at a gum tree to collect exo-skeletons of bugs again. One of her favourite past time with her brother. There were heaps to collect.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we up the rather steep hill. I used to walk up this hill with my bike and now... people ... I can actually cycle up the hill .. no sweat... Just don't ask me to stand on the pedals whilst doing it..&lt;br /&gt;I would have gone further around the bikeway but my bike's front tyre was making a peculiar sound all the way.. prob lacking air. I noticed this at the first road junction out and wanted to go back home to pump them  but dd was a bit enthusiastic to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Cycling tip no1# Always.. &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; pump your bike tyres according to the required air pressure BEFORE you go out cycling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7361481086668390931?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7361481086668390931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7361481086668390931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7361481086668390931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7361481086668390931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/12/cycling-tip.html' title='Cycling Tip'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-5046651381009724748</id><published>2008-12-01T12:48:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:46.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing 1 &amp; Thing 2</title><content type='html'>"Go downstairs and play there. You know papa rented this house so you guys can play in the (spacious) rumpus room and the backyard".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing 1 &amp;amp; Thing 2 continue playing and messing up in the living room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay upstairs and don't come down while I am on the treadmill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing 1 &amp;amp; Thing 2 immediately come down when they hear someone on the treadmill. They play noisily and even ask mom on the treadmill to help open wrappers and tinned food (which she does grudgingly while jogging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait until I pray Solah Asar first, then you can go into the pool ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing 1 immediately goes down and opens the child lock gate by standing on a chair, and lets Thing 2 in with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has to put off solah for almost an hour to watch them frolicking in pool safely. (At least Thing 1 asked permission first to go in there after frequent pet talk. Mental note: Must padlock the child gate again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's nice and sunny outside. Go and play outside in the backyard."&lt;br /&gt;"It's too hot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't go out there. It's raining and you might catch a cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing 1 &amp;amp; Thing 2 go outside to play happily in the rain...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-5046651381009724748?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/5046651381009724748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=5046651381009724748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5046651381009724748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5046651381009724748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/12/thing-1-thing-2.html' title='Thing 1 &amp; Thing 2'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2678940337140039649</id><published>2008-11-26T09:27:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:31:38.607+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Spaghetti Marinara (4 ingred.)</title><content type='html'>My kids were nagging me. They were hungry after school (they always are). I didn't have time to cook earlier as I was preoccupied tidying up and cleaning ( a bit more than usual) due to a scheduled house inspection earlier on. Now I had to whipped up something real fast . Dd wanted me to cook her spaghetti marinara as I had told her that I just bought a lovely seafood mix of mussels, prawns, calamari and white fish pieces for just under $10/kg at Woolies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe for this: Oil (EVOO /cooking oil), spaghetti, 1 kg ready mix seafood, 1 jar Leggos pasta sauce (I usually have a jar or 2 of this in the cupboard).&lt;br /&gt;Heat pan. Add oil, add pasta sauce. Add some water/stock and reduce. Add the seafood mix. Cook at low to medium heat. Wallah ! Spaghetti Marinara. Don't hate me purists (ie the people who cook from scratch)! The kids loved it and I made it in 2 batches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2678940337140039649?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2678940337140039649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2678940337140039649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2678940337140039649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2678940337140039649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/11/spaghetti-marinara-4-ingredients.html' title='Spaghetti Marinara (4 ingred.)'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1332195483854604987</id><published>2008-11-23T06:22:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:31:51.999+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Treadmill fixed!</title><content type='html'>Dh has fixed the treadmill! I am impressed! He had gone to Bunnings yesterday (probably after reading my previous blog entry) and bought a thick wooden plank suitable for the treadmill as well as an electric saw so he could cut it to size. Then he took out the wooden platform of the treadmill ,which was starting to crack and give way under constant pressure of usage, and replaced it with the new plank that he has cut up to size and drilled. Now the treadmill is as good as new! I haven't tried running on it yet as I just took a morning jog on the bikeway. Bu it looks good.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I am scrapping my current plans to become full fledged member of a gym until maybe in late summer, ie if I decide to join aqua aerobics/aerobics (maybe), boxing fitness (unlikely) or yoga/pilates (na-ah) classes on a regular basis. I know, I procrastinate.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1332195483854604987?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1332195483854604987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1332195483854604987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1332195483854604987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1332195483854604987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/11/treadmill-fixed.html' title='Treadmill fixed!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7586297489538159831</id><published>2008-11-19T14:06:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:31:51.999+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Running /Storm season</title><content type='html'>It was a very hot humid weekend last week, where temperature rose above 31C , which is quite uncharacteristic for this part of the world. (Ofcourse, in M'sia it would be the norm). Anyways, I decided to run on Saturday , although OMG, it was hurting so bad, running in the hot humid weather. (The treadmill has broken down at home and dh hasn't fixed it yet. I was sceptical of him buying cheaper ones on the net although it was a brand new 4HP). Thank goodness , the lovely, friendly (at the time) magpies didn't attempt to swoop me when I was out jogging although one swooped me on my bike once (I'm still scared stiff to cycle on that route). They probably got a thing for cyclists coz dh also got swooped too and another cyclist even installed straw/spike like objects on his helmet to prevent them from swooping him.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the very uncharacteristic hot, humid weekend , it rained heaps on Sunday night. One suburb got the brunt of it, trees uprooted and many roofs came flying off. They have now declared it a lil natural disaster zone there. This rainy spell has continued thus far, though it seems quite lovely at the moment , apparently it will last til the end of the week. I have made plans to commit myself to a gym (meaning fill in forms and become a full fledged member and pay monthly fees (yikes!) instead of just a casual member ), because of this unpredictable weather. I like the gym at the sports centre I frequent right now , ( because of the beauuutiful 50m Olympic size pool) but I decided to check out the all women's gym nearby. Unfortunately, it is situated in the basement/underground and it was closed when I wanted to pop in. Hmmm, being a bit claustrophobic , the first impression wasn't to my liking so I think I might be sticking to my old gym which has expanded a bit and installed more treadmills a couple of months ago , all of which are facing the beauuuutiful 50m Olympic size pool btw. (Gosh, I have gotto start swimming laps one of these days.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7586297489538159831?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7586297489538159831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7586297489538159831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7586297489538159831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7586297489538159831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/11/running-storm-season.html' title='Running /Storm season'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3943388225527339003</id><published>2008-11-07T08:52:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:17:51.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated this blog for quite a while. A bit preoccupied with other stuff and also, facebook. My facebook has turned into a mini high school reunion , I'm finding people I haven't heard from for decades. It is really good to hear from the gals and some of the guys. But they don't know this blog exist, that will be overkill.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking of migrating to a new blog that is more travel or photo based to cater for the masses. Any input welcomed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3943388225527339003?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3943388225527339003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3943388225527339003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3943388225527339003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3943388225527339003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4631885298992706831</id><published>2008-10-15T09:07:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:32:08.447+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Triathlon Done!</title><content type='html'>I have completed my first short distance (200m/6km/2km ) women's triathlon! So I can now claim myself to be a triathlete albeit a very , very, slow one. My cycling and running time were pretty deceit as a first timer and considering I couldn't train much during Ramadan. I only managed intensive training during Eid, which wasn't really a good time to train as there were rich, fatty food to eat around the clock! My swim was overall in slow motion, people might have thought I was doing taichi in the pool! I elected to do breaststroke most of the way and only did free style (old school) on the last lap while most of the women competitors powered away at the start (though some of them lost steam half way). It wasn't amazing, after a 6 months hiatus due to the cool weather. I only jumped back into the pool the week before the race. I also lost a lot of time during the transition, ie just walking to transition area ( it rained heavily the day before and the ground was wet ), changing clothes etc, need to improve this especially in a short race. Overall, it was okay I guess (I didn't get last surprisingly). But I so need to commit to my swimming next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4631885298992706831?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4631885298992706831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4631885298992706831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4631885298992706831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4631885298992706831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/10/triathlon-done.html' title='Triathlon Done!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-94138602810920496</id><published>2008-10-01T12:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:10:00.657+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>I just got my connection back. My service provider did a major migration exercise.. whatever that means... , it just means no internet to us for 5 measly days.. Anyway, hope it is not too late to wish all muslims out there. Are there anyone who actually have time to check anything on net on Eid Day like myself.. My dear son has not been well for the past weeks but he is recuperating, alhamdulillah and today I have to look after him again while other members of family go out for social visits etc.&lt;br /&gt;What better way to spend Eid.. with my son! Happy Eid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-94138602810920496?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/94138602810920496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=94138602810920496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/94138602810920496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/94138602810920496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/10/eid-mubarak.html' title='Eid Mubarak!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6554849305763200278</id><published>2008-09-19T18:59:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:01:34.062+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronic Hunger</title><content type='html'>Tell me have you ever experienced chronic hunger?&lt;br /&gt;It is the month of Ramadan and I am fasting daily, but in all honesty I have not felt the feeling of chronic hunger. I have a substantial breakfast before dawn and break the fast at sundown with enough food to satisfy my family of five's appetite. Although I admit I may feel a bit peckish during the day sometimes but it seems to me that it is nothing compared to the real thing...&lt;br /&gt;You see I am reading this book called "A small corner of hell, dispatches from Chechnya" written by a Russian journalist, Anna Politkovkaya, who documented the plight of refugees and people of Chechnya at the turn of this century. One account is of Khazimat Gambieva, a 51 year old woman whom she described is the first person she encounters that is swollen from hunger, an image she can't dispel from her memory &lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Khazimat is a grandmother who used to work as a nurse for twenty years but as a refugee fleeing from the atrocities of war, she gave most of the food that came her way to her eleven children and grandchildren, and now the disease dystrophy or chronic hunger has turned her in Politkovkaya own words, "&lt;em&gt;into a living woodcut... Woodcuts , as everyone knows, are drawn in one color. Khazimat Gambieva, a withered old refugee with swollen joints and an inflated stomach, looks exactly that way-- as if she had been drawn in black and white , with her black wrinkles standing out on her parchmentlike skin. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politkovkaya goes on to explain that there isn't really enough food for everyone in the Chiri-Yurt settlement, as they only receive humanitarian aid called a '3 day ration' every couple of months. How could a person, let alone a family with 3 cans of evaporated milk and 1 can of processed meat each, survive for a couple of months at a time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6554849305763200278?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6554849305763200278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6554849305763200278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6554849305763200278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6554849305763200278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/09/chronic-hunger.html' title='Chronic Hunger'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-734199755827890217</id><published>2008-09-14T13:45:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:12:47.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Helpers</title><content type='html'>I now have two lil kitchen helpers as my sons have volunteered to help me in the kitchen. Toddler is quite independent and likes to cut and eat his own food like cheese or fruits. At first I was a little apprehensive about him using a knife but he is coping beautifully (I only let him use a butter knife). Apparently, there is nothing unusual in letting them use a knife, as my neighbour, a qualified teacher, also mentioned that her toddler uses one to cut his food up.&lt;br /&gt;His older brother, ds likes to help me stirfry veges, adding the bits and pieces enthusiastically into the pan. He can also make his own omelettes. I think it might be because he is used to baking cookies at school that he is not adversed to the idea of helping in the kitchen . He tells me he wants to learn how to cook so he can cook stuff for me when his older. How thoughtful! I think he might have a knack for cooking when he growns up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-734199755827890217?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/734199755827890217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=734199755827890217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/734199755827890217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/734199755827890217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/09/kitchen-helpers.html' title='Kitchen Helpers'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3888595539259306784</id><published>2008-09-02T20:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:36:00.528+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahlan Ramadan</title><content type='html'>Ramadan Mubarak! Kul aam wa antum bikhair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3888595539259306784?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3888595539259306784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3888595539259306784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3888595539259306784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3888595539259306784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahlan-ramadan.html' title='Ahlan Ramadan'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-148353403638322514</id><published>2008-08-21T14:03:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:08.575+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Aussies II</title><content type='html'>I went to the gym as usual this morning to work on my upper body. As it was a week day, there were slightly more people exercising before going to work. I could not help noticing a vivacious young guy walking and talking loudly (about Olympics etc) on the treadmill with two oldies who were also on treadmills beside him. He was wearing the sports centre's blue-green polo shirt. Almost the whole time I was there he was chatting with them. Then the oldies decided to move to the other stuff in the gym. So the bubbly guy went to sit on the rowing machine next to me. Apparently, he is the new gym manager! And he asked me if I'm a member and if I would fill the gym's questionaire. So this new gym manager is going round the gym chatting and &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; helping people to use the weights and machines properly! I never seen anything like it , at least not at this particular sports centre. The previous 2 gym managers either sat at their desk or were not really present in the gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bubbly Aussie is a pretty shop proprietor in the suburb where I used to live. Everytime my toddler go into her shop she would call out to him and try to(mis)pronounce his name. I think she takes a shine to him even though he always hide from her when she says Hi . She had given birth to a cute baby boy this year and is always comparing him to toddler. I always have to stop and chat with her at the checkout even though I am in hurry to pick up kids at the school nearby. Btw, she is originally from Vietnam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-148353403638322514?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/148353403638322514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=148353403638322514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/148353403638322514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/148353403638322514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/08/friendly-aussies-ii.html' title='Friendly Aussies II'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2620859331229324085</id><published>2008-08-15T12:58:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:54:19.975+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ekka</title><content type='html'>The whole family went to &lt;a href="http://www.ekka.com.au/"&gt;EKKA&lt;/a&gt; on Wednesday. I think nearly 100,000 other beings decided to transcend upon the RNA Showgrounds  on the same day too. It was jam packed! We didn't go last year as there was a serious flu virus flying around. Maybe we should have gone then because of the smaller crowd . (I don't like crowded places.) But get this, the dh and kids wanted to go there specifically to get SHOWBAGS! The kiddoes got 2 each. (Dd insisted on going again this Saturday to get more!! but I object. ) Hubby wanted to get the Pepsi bag and I was wandering what is so fun about getting 3 pepsis and freebies in a bag ? Anyway, I should of let him get it if it makes him happy. (Btw, I asked him to get me one bag too with 2 mags ie Woman's Weekly &amp;amp; Good Health plus some healthy snacks , for a bargain at $10 as not much choice of bags for oldie like me.)&lt;br /&gt;The kiddoes also liked to play at the fun fair as they get small stuffed animals as prizes. I think the game arcades there are rigged though as not a lot of people seem to win the big plush stuffed ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2620859331229324085?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2620859331229324085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2620859331229324085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2620859331229324085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2620859331229324085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/08/ekka.html' title='Ekka'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-5169486160574478276</id><published>2008-08-12T21:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:49:13.743+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I come from there</title><content type='html'>I just learnt of the Palestinian poet, &lt;a href="http://www.mahmouddarwish.com/english/introduction.htm"&gt;Mahmoud Darwish &lt;/a&gt;passing. &lt;em&gt;Innalillah wainnailaihirajiun. &lt;/em&gt;Below is just one of his excellent Arabic poems translated into English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from there&lt;br /&gt;and I have memories&lt;br /&gt;Born as mortals are, I have a mother&lt;br /&gt;And a house with many windows,&lt;br /&gt;I have brothers, friends,&lt;br /&gt;And a prison cell with a cold window.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is the wave, snatched by sea-gulls,&lt;br /&gt;I have my own view,&lt;br /&gt;And an extra blade of grass.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words,&lt;br /&gt;And the bounty of birds,&lt;br /&gt;And the immortal olive tree.&lt;br /&gt;I walked this land before the swords&lt;br /&gt;Turned its living body into a laden table.&lt;br /&gt;I come from there.&lt;br /&gt;I render the sky unto her mother&lt;br /&gt;When the sky weeps for her mother.&lt;br /&gt;And I weep to make myself known&lt;br /&gt;To a returning cloud.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood&lt;br /&gt;So that I could break the rule.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt all the words and broke them up&lt;br /&gt;To make a single word: Homeland.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-5169486160574478276?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/5169486160574478276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=5169486160574478276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5169486160574478276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5169486160574478276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-come-from-there.html' title='I come from there'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4749409854415106202</id><published>2008-08-07T13:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:46:54.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Drive</title><content type='html'>Heads up from &lt;a href="http://drbubbles.blogspot.com/"&gt;DrBubbles&lt;/a&gt; . Ramadan is fast approaching and  if you are in a charitable mood, please direct your monies/in kind to &lt;a href="http://www.irm.org.my/"&gt;Islamic Relief &lt;/a&gt; (M'sia) to help make the "Feed the Fasting " Campaign a success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4749409854415106202?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4749409854415106202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4749409854415106202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4749409854415106202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4749409854415106202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/08/charity-drive.html' title='Charity Drive'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-5092319464367280646</id><published>2008-08-03T12:21:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:08.575+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Aussies</title><content type='html'>Well, after living a couple of years in Oz, I thought I'd capture the spirit of the Aussie people from my day to day dealings with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that before you could pay your merchandise at the counter, you have to follow the ritual of the cashier saying "Hello, How are you?" and you answering "Good, thanks. How are you?" before you can actually pay for anything?? Many a times, I'm at the cashier counter and I forget what was it that I wanted to do there in the first place coz the cashier are so darn friendly... This lil ritual of saying how are you blah blah blah... can even last a bit longer than you'd expect. I mean I've seen cashiers and customers happily chit-chatting like they are old chums from waayy back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussies also like to make jokes. When I was stuck in a lift with an Aussie family, one guy had a look at my supermarket trolley which was full to the brim with groceries and said, "You have enough food in there to last you for 12 months." I had to grin and say that I had a big family (if you can say having 3 kids is a big one). And the guy quipped back, "That is your fault!"&lt;br /&gt;... ..ummm, I guess it is the fault of my husband and I for having them in the first place, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-5092319464367280646?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/5092319464367280646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=5092319464367280646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5092319464367280646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5092319464367280646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/08/friendly-aussies.html' title='Friendly Aussies'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2086320769815287856</id><published>2008-07-18T18:56:00.016+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:40:23.711+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Runner vs Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to do some outdoor activities this week but unfortunately it rained a couple of days. So my plan got derailed momentarily. Sometimes the winter is miserably cold , sometimes warm. Nonetheless, it is perfect weather for a bit of reading under the warm duna and watching movies. One of the books I just read was The Da Vinci Code. I had to read it to see what the fuss was about (my sister had read it last month and sms- ing me that she was &lt;em&gt;engrossed&lt;/em&gt;). To be honest, the book was quite good and well researched/informative. After reading it, I had to see the movie too so we rented the DVD of the same name. It was soo predictable. I could say it is mildly entertaining, you know, the run of the mill Hollywood action film ie police chase supposed fugitives until at the end they realise that the supposed fugitives are actually the heroes of the day. *yawn*.&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I read The Kite Runner during the winter months and I wrote it in one of my blog entry. It has to be one of my favourite books by far. (Blogger &lt;a href="http://www.tasmiya.com/"&gt;Tasmiya&lt;/a&gt; also read this book and sobbed all the way through the book). I also read the other book by the author titled, A Thousand Splendid Suns, a heart wretching story about 2 Afghan women bound by a common destiny. (Usually, I steer away from stories of battered women syndrome but the more you read the book , the more you had to finish it.) Well, anyway, my hubby rented the Kite Runner DVD for me to watch. A few minutes into the film , I was already sobbing, and &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; was happening yet , it was just the opening scenes of Afghan kids playing with their colourful kites in the streets of Kabul. **sob, sob** (I guess I am a softie where children are concerned) .&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: The Kite Runner wins over Da Vinci Code , hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Dh just watched kite runner movie and he said it was a good movie (coming from a guy who loves action packed movies like Rocky/Rambo says a lot).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2086320769815287856?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2086320769815287856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2086320769815287856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2086320769815287856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2086320769815287856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/07/kite-runner-vs-da-vinci-code.html' title='Kite Runner vs Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3904143037993045215</id><published>2008-07-11T19:59:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:15:13.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived  (school hols)!</title><content type='html'>School hols is coming to an end , woohoo. Let me see. What did we do. Went to 2 libraries (almost got kicked out of the first library, boys were NAUGHTY while we were waiting for dd to finish her course), went to the mall twice (quick visits mind you), picnic, parks, went to the movie (cool movie, kungfu panda) and they also met their school friends so they can redirect their energy some place else.................................&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'll be so happy to shoo them to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3904143037993045215?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3904143037993045215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3904143037993045215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3904143037993045215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3904143037993045215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/07/survived-school-hols.html' title='Survived  (school hols)!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-113882725492931029</id><published>2008-06-30T16:23:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:46.473+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Cake Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/SGwipDM9iqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VOWaJa8zXBs/s1600-h/choccake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218584156845214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/SGwipDM9iqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VOWaJa8zXBs/s320/choccake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As requested by &lt;a href="http://cooswahili.blogspot.com/"&gt;Swahili&lt;/a&gt; (I'm sure you have a couple of them up your sleeves!), here is a simple recipe of a chocolate cake that I usually bake for my kids (taken from a basic cookbook). My family prefer I bake this choc cake as opposed to buying the ready made mixture from the shops. I think it might taste better as they always finish the former but not the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recipe&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125 g butter (room temperature)&lt;br /&gt;125g caster sugar (half cup)&lt;br /&gt;40g icing sugar (one third cup) sifted&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs , lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla essence (fresh vanilla pods would be exquisite if you can find them in the shops)&lt;br /&gt;A quarter cup/80g blackberry jam&lt;br /&gt;1 and a quarter cups self raising flour&lt;br /&gt;Half cup/60g cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon bicarbonate soda&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk (full cream preferably if it is for a special occasion, skimmed milk if you're on a diet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate buttercream:&lt;br /&gt;50g dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;25g butter&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoon cream (I usually add milk if no cream in stock)&lt;br /&gt;A quarter cup /30g icing sugar, sifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat oven to 180C. Grease the base and sides of deep 20cm square cake tin and line with baking paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat the butter, caster sugar and icing sugar with electric beaters til light and creamy. (They don't tell you this but the butter has to be at room temperature, not straight out of the fridge.) Add the eggs gradually, beating after each addition. Add vanilla essence and jam and beat til combined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold in combined mixture of flour , cocoa and soda alternately with milk. Stir until mixture is combined and almost smooth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour into cake tin and smooth the surface. Bake for 45 mins or until a skewer comes out clean when inserted into the centre. Leave in tin for 15 mins , then cool on a wire rack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make the buttercream, combine the chopped chocolate , butter , cream and icing sugar in a small pan. Stir on low heat til mixture is smooth and glossy. Spread over cake with a flat knife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wallah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-113882725492931029?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/113882725492931029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=113882725492931029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/113882725492931029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/113882725492931029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/06/chocolate-cake-recipe.html' title='Chocolate Cake Recipe'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/SGwipDM9iqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VOWaJa8zXBs/s72-c/choccake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2077539546641231390</id><published>2008-06-29T19:20:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:34:17.931+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Semolina Cake</title><content type='html'>I made a semolina &amp;amp; lemon syrup cake today- right after I came back from cycling- (ouch! my legs still hurts). I thought I'd do something with the semolina I bought ages ago when I wanted to try to make them. This cake does not contain wheat flour whatsoever, only semolina, grounded almonds, butter and sugar. (Good heavens, didn't think that was possible). Thought I'll do some baking as school is out and I have been requested to bake a chocolate cake for a picnic in the park this week. Hopefully, I still remember how to bake one !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2077539546641231390?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2077539546641231390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2077539546641231390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2077539546641231390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2077539546641231390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/06/semolina-cake.html' title='Semolina Cake'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8986162395996079105</id><published>2008-06-24T18:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:47:00.587+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter blues</title><content type='html'>(Sorry I haven't been updating my blog lately. I was a tad distracted with a new forum I 'm currently on, (my old secondary school forum actually).. well, it is down today so no chitchatting with old schoolmates today.. )&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it is winter in Oz and I am feeling the chills. It is freakin cold especially in the morning/evening. Thus, I haven't been going very regularly to the gym as the warm duna/duvet seems more than tempting. Having said that, I have managed to rid of all the holiday weight gain by using the treadmill regularly now. (Should thank the hubby for investing in one.) Though I wonder if it is all going to stay off, as I am also baking muffins again and gobbling them up at alarming rate. I made some plain muffins and also banana and oats muffins. Dd and ds seem to like the plain ones best so I might do some more tomorrow and probably give some to the extended family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8986162395996079105?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8986162395996079105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8986162395996079105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8986162395996079105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8986162395996079105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/06/winter-blues.html' title='Winter blues'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6807340376400629584</id><published>2008-06-06T08:34:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T07:49:53.408+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Went back to KL and came back in one piece, Alhamdulillah. Kinda hectic living at my mum's place for a few weeks (though we have our own place but not much furnishing there unfortunately). Tis a bit rowdy having our 3 kids and their cousins in one place. Seriously.. not much rest at home as they keep barging into our room. I think the nephews equate us with fun and pleasure of some sort! But the good thing is &lt;em&gt;someone else&lt;/em&gt; is doing the cooking, washing and cleaning up. :) Now back in Oz, no more nephews to contend with but have to do own ..you guessed it , cooking, washing and cleaning. :(&lt;br /&gt;I also have to work on my exercise routine again as all that M'sian food did a bit of damage to my waist line again although I did go to to the gym a couple of times a week there, even on vacation in PD and Melaka, I think it wasn't enough , I still suffered from all the fatty &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;roti canai&lt;/em&gt; (dh's favourite breakfast btw.. he took 1 hour to finish with his buffet breakfast (I was timing him)whereas I only took half hour, yet it doesn't do any serious damage to him except perhaps his wallet). I am so glad to be far away from all that food , tis a blessing in disguise teehee.. Although dh will miss his &lt;em&gt;roti canai&lt;/em&gt; , he says I make better &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/em&gt; than the M'sian stalls. How nice of him to say that .. Too bad I don't make it as often as he'd like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6807340376400629584?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6807340376400629584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6807340376400629584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6807340376400629584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6807340376400629584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2658101336490403737</id><published>2008-06-02T19:09:00.015+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:08:34.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink ribbon for a friend</title><content type='html'>I learnt about H's condition a few months ago and tried to find out how she was coping then and whether her health was improving. However, information about her was still rather vague at the time. So when I went back to KL, I called a friend who was a doctor at the hospital treating H's condition. She told me H had received the &lt;em&gt;all clear&lt;/em&gt; bill of health and was able to return back to work a month ago . This seemingly meant that her health was improving for the better... but the very next day , I received an sms that she was back in the hospital. So I arranged to visit her the next day with my old schoolmate friend.&lt;br /&gt;It was harrowing to see her again after all these years, as her health was deteriorating before my eyes . How frail she had become and the excruciating pain she was suffering from... what could I say to make it better? Not a darn thing, as tears welled up in my eyes that very moment...&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the visit .. I said my formal goodbye saying I will be going back overseas but assuring her I will ask of her wellbeing from our mutual friends... wishing and hoping in my heart she would recover for the sake of her diligent and loving husband by her side and her two lovely children, but at the same time thoughts crossed my mind whether I could see her again.. alive.. before the end of the week....&lt;br /&gt;The next day my schoolmate friend sms-ed me that she passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the nerves to write on the tribute placard the names of people I knew who suffered from cancer when I was running for breast cancer research last month. So this lil blog entry is dedicated to Era, the pretty and fair-skin girl from the East Coast, who always had a sweet laughing smile and not one mean bone in her body, not one! That's how you'll be fondly remembered by your old schoolmate friends. Dear Era, may you rest in peace now in the kingdom of tranquility. Aamin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2658101336490403737?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2658101336490403737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2658101336490403737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2658101336490403737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2658101336490403737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/06/pink-ribbon-for-friend.html' title='Pink ribbon for a friend'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8483564627649672524</id><published>2008-05-12T08:37:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:33:56.782+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day / Funrun 2</title><content type='html'>I did another charity funrun in conjunction with Mother's Day while dh and kids did the 4.5k walk. I think the kids enjoyed it a lot. The atmosphere was electric and they even met their school teachers who did the longer 8k walk.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm quite happy with my time AND I also managed to jog all the way even though I felt like stopping especially at the first k. I had a stomach upset the day before eating too many samosas at a fete/carnival. I didn't really want to go to the fete for fear I might overindulge. Thankfully, I was okay the next day otherwise I don't think I could have run the race.&lt;br /&gt;The kids also gave me lots of cards/mugs they made/bought plus ds picked some tiny wild flowers and dd presented me with her marigold flowers she grew herself! They also made toasts and fruit salad for dinner for me on a tray. My lower legs hurt badly after the funrun so when toddler and his brother started playing with lotion, I just let them smother it all over my legs etc while I had a snooze. Bliss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8483564627649672524?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8483564627649672524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8483564627649672524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8483564627649672524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8483564627649672524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-funrun-2.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day / Funrun 2'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2850861816347033078</id><published>2008-05-03T13:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:46:28.641+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Road Accident</title><content type='html'>My car was involved in its first road accident in Oz a couple of hours ago. It was at a T junction near our house. We were coming back from the park after feeding ducks in the pond. I was waiting at the T junction to go to the right. A car from the left wanted to turn right into the road I was coming from. I don't think he stopped even though cars were streaming down from the opposite direction so he collided with a car. Oh my god , both the 2 cars looked really screwed up in front of me. My car was lucky ... actually very, very lucky to sustain only a dented number plate as the guilty party's car bumped into the front portion of my car. I came out to assess the damage and as I saw there was oil leaking from one car , I asked one guy in the front seat to come out of his car as I was afraid his car might catch fire though he looked like he had severe chest pains. Poor Guy! His daughter was in total shock , (poor girl!) as she went on about that she was on her way to swim class etc so now how is she going to go if her car is looking like that? Her mum was getting the swim bag out of the car so I helped carry her daughter across to the road side ( I think she forgot about her partner who was in pain! and I had to remind her to help him.) The guilty driver was on the phone calling RACQ etc. I don't think he lended a hand other than that. There was one passerby who came and helped with the parties involved and he even helped by directing traffic flow (bless him!) before the fire engine and ambulance came. The police were the last to come. I had to wait for them to give my details and then we were free to go. We met dh on the way back as he was working on a Saturday and it took him a while to come over. Hmm.. he missed all the action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2850861816347033078?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2850861816347033078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2850861816347033078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2850861816347033078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2850861816347033078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/05/1st-road-accident.html' title='1st Road Accident'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-5450633122109408459</id><published>2008-04-23T16:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:29:29.171+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ANZAC cookies</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm writing too much on sports these days and less on cooking coz I haven't really done any great recipes lately.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is almost ANZAC day in Oz which is a very important memorial day here and older son kept pestering me to make &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ANZAC_biscuit"&gt;ANZAC cookies &lt;/a&gt;from a recipe in a kid's mag his friend gave him. So I baked some last weekend with his help. It wasn't that difficult and it is rather nutritious with rolled oats, dessicated coconut and honey. I could bake more cookies if the recipes are not that cumbersome. (you know many cookie recipes need to use cookie cutters and rolling pins etc ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-5450633122109408459?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/5450633122109408459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=5450633122109408459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5450633122109408459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5450633122109408459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/04/anzac-cookies.html' title='ANZAC cookies'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-104576284781593400</id><published>2008-04-19T10:27:00.015+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:59:51.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country</title><content type='html'>[ So okayyy.. I missed my weekly update last week. I also missed a very important dinner this week. I might as well inform everyone on the blogosphere as EVERYONE in dh's dept knows that I had toothache due to to wisdom tooth plans to emerge out of my gums. (So who's big idea was it to call it wisdom tooth? I can't find any wisdom in it except intermittent throbbing pain!) ]&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real world. The kids had a lil cross country at their school this week. I missed ds' event as had an appointment with the dentist to reevaluate my wisdom tooth but I came just in time for dd's event. I was quite pleased to see her run, She was about position number 5 or 6 in her age group. When I asked her what position she got , she said third last. I guess there was only 8 girls in her age group. Oh well , I think this was an improvement from 2 years ago, when she got last or second last was it? My friends' daughters , wow.. they were really good getting placing between 1st to 3rd. (Amazing when you see some of them running with gutso in their lil hijabs.)&lt;br /&gt;I like to see schoolchildren enjoying sports and playing in the field at the school every time I pick my kids up. School isn't just about sitting down and looking at the blackboard in the classroom all the time. Fitness and character building is important too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-104576284781593400?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/104576284781593400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=104576284781593400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/104576284781593400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/104576284781593400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports.html' title='Cross Country'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6491351351524073727</id><published>2008-04-06T18:49:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:35:24.413+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Blur Week</title><content type='html'>It has been a bit of a blurry week. My head was spinning from a slight cold coupled with some other factors. My 2 lil heroes weren't well either, with older son receiving the full brunt of it with a nasty cold/cough. (I think it might have something to do with him eating too much ice cream.) The weather had changed decidedly cooler during the evening and early morning. With ds at home most of the week, I couldn't do anything much except care for him and his bro and appease their appetite (or lack of.) Ds even in sickness, couldn't even stay in bed like one would expect a sick child should do. Always out and about!&lt;br /&gt;His sister had to go to a music camp at the high school nearby so sick or not , all 3 of us had to pick her up each day after camp. At the end of the week, we let ds go to school (as school break starts next week and he would be wondering why he hasn't been to school yet). When I went to pick him up, I noticed more kids than usual were riding bikes back to their house. (I like to watch them pedal their lil feet up the hill with zest!) I realised they were doing this as it was bike week and they were encouraged to ride to and fro school. This in turn reminded me that I had a 10km bike ride to do with dd and ds on Sunday. I vaguely remember this due to too much things going on.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the time came this morning. We were late or shall I say very punctual, as we rode to the starting line from the carpark , the wave of riders from the starting line came from the opposite direction! We let them past. Went to the startline. Talked to some marshalls. Decided to follow suit with no numbers stuck on the bike. The boys were a bit behind dd and I, so dh said we could go ahead to catch the masses so we did. I must say it was a bit of an art for me trying to ride slower than dd and some other lil girls. My seat was lowered at first so I could put my legs on the ground if I had to stop suddenly etc and then I brought it up at a higher position half through the course so I could ride better wthout my feet feeling cramp but ehem.., this wasn't a good idea as there was once/twice I stopped some other people on their track behind me. It was such a tight space there next to the cliff and I was trying not to collide with dd in front of me. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;We came back to start/finish line where dh and boys were waiting - they went back after riding to/fro the goodwill bridge.- only 2km ride while we did about 10km. I think dd did quite well for her first attempt at riding by the masses. Her dad said he'll like to do this again next year after the boys become better at riding (and also wake up earlier in the morning). I was a bit surprise that he wants to enter again as he was all excuses- weather, sickness etc before the event.. while I am not to sure I want to do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6491351351524073727?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6491351351524073727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6491351351524073727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6491351351524073727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6491351351524073727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/04/blurry-week.html' title='Blur Week'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2501925504866129685</id><published>2008-04-01T06:55:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:05:47.638+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin of the Month</title><content type='html'>Dd has received recognition online as the penguin of the month. She has been a member of an online club for barely a month and she has received the coveted award.( I think it is similar to adults receiving employee of the month for a club/organisation.) She was soo excited to learn she won it. Probably has something to do with spending a LOT of time in front of the PC playing games and meeting her school friends online. I think she spends much more time online than her mom now, lol. But it is not that bad as she also learns to type words quickly and create funny stories about penguins and puffles, and learning to surf! I do wish she would do her homework beforehand though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2501925504866129685?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2501925504866129685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2501925504866129685' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2501925504866129685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2501925504866129685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/04/penguin-of-month.html' title='Penguin of the Month'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-275398303678609514</id><published>2008-03-30T08:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T09:04:18.055+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthhour</title><content type='html'>Last night we participated in &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/"&gt;earthhour&lt;/a&gt; and switched off the lights from 8 to 9pm. Kids and dh had a steak and chips candlelight dinner during that time. (Usually kids would have their dinner earlier but it was a weekend). It wasn't so bad without the lights. The kids even practiced switching off all the lights the night before. Light is necessary for comfort and safety but do we really many lights in one focal point? Too many lights on can/will create light pollution . (Eg. I could hardly see the stars in the night sky at my home near the centre of KL because of the city's brightness... which is a pity.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-275398303678609514?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/275398303678609514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=275398303678609514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/275398303678609514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/275398303678609514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/03/earthhour.html' title='Earthhour'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2963429349563897678</id><published>2008-03-22T20:22:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:47:40.477+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate eggs anyone?</title><content type='html'>Dd and ds won 2 baskets of chocolate eggs in their school's lucky draw. Their dad had submitted their tickets on the morning of the draw (in other words last minute!) and then when we picked them up from school , an admin lady was helping carry the baskets to the car. We weren't really expecting them to win anything but both of them got one each! We usually lose/misplaced the tickets somewhere and couldn't give them on time but I insisted dh to give it in this time as the school needs funds ( as they didn't do a fundraising fete last year). It seems there are all sizes of chocolate eggs in the baskets; large, medium and small. Dd who won the 2nd prize basket gave some to her fave neighbour and still there are heaps left. Does anyone want some? (Sorry I can't post them worldwide!) I think I'll give some to the family with the 6 girls whom I consider my extended family here. I sometimes give my kids' things to the family as so much of their stuff accummulates in the rumpus room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2963429349563897678?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2963429349563897678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2963429349563897678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2963429349563897678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2963429349563897678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/03/chocolate-eggs-anyone.html' title='Chocolate eggs anyone?'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-835572817425501347</id><published>2008-03-16T18:20:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:36:17.069+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Family Bike Outing</title><content type='html'>So dh finally bought an MTB (multiterrain bike) for himself and a new bike with gears for dd as she has outgrown her old bike. At first dh was adamant that he would only need a stationary bike for fitness and he won't have time to ride a bike around the neighbourhood but he finally succumbed to pressure to get one as all the other family members had bikes to ride now including me! We decided to venture out to the local park yesterday to see how the older kids coped biking in a group(while toddler had to sit on a mounted child seat on his dad's bike). I plan to enter them in a 10km family bike ride during the &lt;a href="http://www.bq.org.au/"&gt;bike week &lt;/a&gt;if they were okay. I guess they did not too bad for a first outing. It lasted about 2hrs. (1 hr biking + 1 hr at playground for the kids.) We'll probably go for more bike trips on weekends now it is convenient that their mum &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; dad has one each. Anyway, when we were going out today, I noticed one of our neighbours had got all their old bikes and accessories and were fixing them up on the front porch. They &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; did this before! I guess our family's bike enthusiasm had caught on to these neighbours of ours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-835572817425501347?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/835572817425501347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=835572817425501347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/835572817425501347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/835572817425501347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/03/family-bike-outing.html' title='Family Bike Outing'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7040492779559836811</id><published>2008-03-09T15:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:36:17.069+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Fun Run 1</title><content type='html'>Woohooooo! I completed a 5km fun run. I wasn't really thinking about doing one in March as am still a beginner (and I suffered shin splints ( ie horrible lower leg pains) for a couple of weeks) but what the heck, so I signed up a week ago after finding out about the &lt;a href="http://womensdayfunrun.com.au/"&gt;International Women's Day funrun&lt;/a&gt;. I only jogged about 2/3km a couple of times a week for the past weeks and only managed a 5km jog 2 days before the event and the good thing is I finished the funrun 5-6 minutes than my 5km training time! How good is that! There were also hills and bridges to climb in the course  when I was really hoping that it was a flat, flat course. The contor of my neighbourhood  is a bit undulating (perhaps easier than the old neighbourhood I lived in which was super hilly). Now perhaps I need to fine tune my jog for the next fun run probably in April/May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7040492779559836811?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7040492779559836811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7040492779559836811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7040492779559836811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7040492779559836811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-run-1.html' title='Fun Run 1'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3849396367055644945</id><published>2008-03-04T13:56:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T05:35:23.613+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Geckobusters!</title><content type='html'>My kids on their quest to keep something (ie anything that breathes) as pets sometimes like to hunt down and catch house geckoes (or &lt;em&gt;cicak&lt;/em&gt; in Malay). Yesterday, a gecko on the sliding door startled me. When I proclaimed it to ds, he totally forgot about his dinner and called dd to help him catch the gecko. They have become &lt;em&gt;pro&lt;/em&gt;s in catching the geckos and have handled and kept 3 or 4 big &amp;amp; small geckoes before dh and I asked them to let the poor things go eventually. I don't really fancy touching these creatures (ewww!) but my kids have no qualms about it. I think this was since they found a blue tongue lizard in the garage last month and had captured it with their dad and placed it in a plastic box before releasing it back in the backyard (It was as huge as a small monitor lizard but harmless and a slow moving creature obviously.) Thank goodness they decided not to keep that lizard as a pet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3849396367055644945?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3849396367055644945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3849396367055644945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3849396367055644945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3849396367055644945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/03/house-gecko-busters.html' title='Geckobusters!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-469623078783184695</id><published>2008-02-26T19:01:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:07:15.125+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to update as frequently as I would like. That's because I'm currently doing more sports and this is taking over the time that I blog. Sometimes, I go to the gym or walk-jog early in the morning ie before dh goes to work. (I tried going to the gym with toddler but he didn't settle well in the creche). Dh is planning to get a treadmill soon inshA. (He already bought a stationary bike for himself.) I think he doesn't really like the idea of making breakfast and preparing lunchboxes for kids and getting them ready in the morning. When I came back this morning , he didn't cook french toast as I requested but just dumped plain sliced bread on the table for them with baked beans. (However, the kids do get ready much quicker for school on days that I go to gym !)&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be a lil more proactive so I can improve my overall fitness and also lose all the residual pregnancy weight that hasn't banished from my system yet. I had put on &gt; 20 kg when I was pregnant with my sons. (I had 3 of them.) Although I lose 20kgs , there are some still stuck some where. It is fun to do sports here. I think I'm getting addicted to running, in my case slow jog and am still lousy at it. There are lots of parks and bushland to walk, run or bike. I think I'm going back to my outdoorish self which I got partly due to my dad. (My mum claims she was a sport woman and runner at school but I've never seen her do &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; sports in my life time! Sorry mum. Well I saw her wearing sports attire once probably for a social badminton game.) My dad , the jack of all trades, is actually very outdoorish. He likes camping and hunting in the jungle and he also used to scuba dive and go abseiling. He brought us along sometimes. In fact, dh got the rockclimbing bug while practicing abseiling near batu caves a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:Ladies, for those of you who plan to go to umrah or hajj this year (or travelling anywhere else), and if you're not already doing some program, try walking etc a couple of times a week as you &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to be fit for the walk from Safa and Marwa hills 7 times totals more than 2km plus tawaf and maybe you're walking 3-5km each time you perform umrah. Interesting that islamic rituals like solah, tawaf and saei etc demands some physical and spiritual interaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-469623078783184695?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/469623078783184695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=469623078783184695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/469623078783184695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/469623078783184695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/02/fitness.html' title='Fitness'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6875652620755786154</id><published>2008-02-21T08:09:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T18:05:35.399+10:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post! (book giveaway)</title><content type='html'>So okay you guessed it , it is my 100th post on this blog and I thought I'll do a book (or two) give away (so I can have more space on my book shelf). Just register your interest in the comment box by the end of Feb for a chance to receive a copy of an unread book, "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy ( A story about a family set in India which won the booker prize) &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; "The Shadow of the Wind" by Carlos Ruiz Zafon (a wordy almost long winded yet beautiful transliteration of a Spanish bestseller set in a creepy mysterious setting). I can post worldwide. Regular commenters and blurkers welcomed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6875652620755786154?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6875652620755786154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6875652620755786154' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6875652620755786154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6875652620755786154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/02/100th-post-book-giveaway.html' title='100th post! (book giveaway)'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-14416586870766004</id><published>2008-02-14T08:59:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:25:38.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Horizontal Acceleration</title><content type='html'>[I haven't updated dd's gifted blog much. I'll just copy and paste this later. ]&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to go with horizontal acceleration instead of vertical acceleration for dd like her class teacher suggested to dh last year. That means I'm in view of developing other aspects (beside literacy and numeracy) namely the sports , social and the arts. She excelled in the literacy and numeracy test last year, her results being over and above average than the state level and in the majority of her numeracy subjects, her marks was high off the charts! (I can't figure out what that means?) I don't want to concentrate too much on academic stuff as if/when we go back to KL, it will be all about marks in school as it is highly exam oriented there. (I mean how many exams a year do kids have to do there?) Me being the antithesis of all this, I'm of the opinion that young childrens should enjoy their school years instead of stressing too much about exams. So no extra tuition for her this year even in Maths or English. She'll just do what interest her. That's a lot of stuff that she likes and she can excel in them fairly quickly eg the arts, music, science, foreign language. Dd and her bro sometimes attend the fun activities/workshop organised by the Gifted and Talented Children Assoc too and I think I have more than enough things going on a daily basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-14416586870766004?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/14416586870766004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=14416586870766004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/14416586870766004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/14416586870766004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/02/horizontal-acceleration.html' title='Horizontal Acceleration'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1023282415546296545</id><published>2008-02-07T07:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:46:01.825+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaviest Downpour</title><content type='html'>We had by far the heaviest downpour yesterday. Cats and dogs I tell ya. It started when we were arriving for my kids swimming lessons at the sports centre and we had to walk a fair bit as it poured. Toddler was all soaking wet even though he wore his bro's big school legionaire hat. We left straight after the class. Good thing we didn't wait as it was flooding in the car park and the water almost reached the car's exhaust!&lt;br /&gt;I think it poured for nearly 3 hours. When it stopped , heard a ding dong bell. Neighbour was concerned a lot of water coming in his backyard. Wondering where it was from? (How about looking up in the sky?) His family's house was sort of down the hill/road so water was gushing down (It's call gravity.) He was concerned that our pool was full to the brim and maybe this might be perilous for his home/backyard.(Believe me the water will trickle in my house first before it does go into his. And I was hoping to do a few cannon balls with kids). I told neighbour that (workaholic) hubby wasn't home yet and I was waiting for dh to do something about it. (Not a good idea if our houses were on the verge of flooding.) I offered to sweep the water puddling in my backyard into the drain a bit, if it helps. &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; offered to &lt;em&gt;jump&lt;/em&gt; over my gate/fence to help open the pool's valve so the water level recedes a bit. Cute. Go on! Jump over the fence! Break a leg!&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for heaven's sakes! Use the gate. It's not locked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1023282415546296545?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1023282415546296545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1023282415546296545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1023282415546296545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1023282415546296545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/02/heaviest-downpour.html' title='Heaviest Downpour'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2986196281973502852</id><published>2008-02-04T15:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:25:24.886+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy week /rainy weather</title><content type='html'>I had a lazy week last week. I didn't do any sports. The kids also just started schooliing again and was a bit busy. However, I managed a walk-jog on Saturday as I noticed my post-kids flabby tummy bulging more than usual. (*sigh* I wish I had those really post-kids flat tummy genes sometimes). I wanted to do a walk-jog on Sunday morning too but it rained heavily.(Very unusual rain for Oz btw, maybe the effects of Lanina?). By the time the rain stopped, workaholic dh had to dash to work so I had to be content with swimming in the backyard pool. Today I couldn't get to gym either as dh's took my car to work as his need some repairs. He owes me big time!How about he get me a bike so I can ride it to the park/gym?Plus it is more environmentally friendly you know. (Yes, I so want a bike at the moment, teehee. Does anyone know what model of a mountain bike is good for a full figure not very athletic kinda woman?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2986196281973502852?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2986196281973502852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2986196281973502852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2986196281973502852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2986196281973502852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/02/lazy-week-rainy-weather.html' title='Lazy week /rainy weather'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-438073541273356747</id><published>2008-01-25T18:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:59:31.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>End of School hols soon (YaY)</title><content type='html'>YaY, the kids had their last swimming bootcamp lesson today and they are going back to school next week. Phew!! I am so glad the school hols is almost over. My friend whom we met yesterday and went to park near the river together, was also glad that school is starting soon. (She has 6 kids, mind you). There is absolutely no way I could go to the mall to do grocery shopping and take a leisurely tea break with 3 kids all of whom have vested interest in going to any toy shops and book shops they see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am very pleased with dd and ds swimming skills as they have improved immensely and their competency level has gone up. I spent more than $300 for 3 weeks for 2 children so I think it was well worth it. Dd is now learning how to do the butterfly stroke and I think she was quite good at it for a beginner. (Hey, I 'm still struggling with this stroke myself.) Ds also has improved and can do freestyle/front crawl and backstroke well. Being nimble, he is also very good at somersaulting and diving in the water too which wasn't even part of his lessons. Maybe I should sign him up in synchronise swimming squad at the aquatic centre if they will have him!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today there was a pirate pantomine at the library so I promised to take the children there. Sadly ds didn't have enough stamps to qualify for a reward in the summer reading program yet so this was a quick way to get a stamp. They had to dress up like a pirate somewhat. Dd brought along her bandana and a plastic sword along. When we arrived at the library , the pantomine had already started and I noticed dd holding an unidentified brown object in her hand. It turned out she was holding her dad's underwear which I have no idea how and where she planned to use it as part of her pirate costume. I confiscated it right away. So there you are , she was holding it from the carpark all the way to the library and I didn't even realise it as I was busy calling out to ds on his scooter and toddler. I hope nobody else realised it either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-438073541273356747?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/438073541273356747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=438073541273356747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/438073541273356747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/438073541273356747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-school-hols-soon-yay.html' title='End of School hols soon (YaY)'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-402375490298780025</id><published>2008-01-19T05:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T06:28:14.601+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>Gym &amp; Sing</title><content type='html'>I'm happy to say that I am no longer saving up for a liposuction as my swimming and walk/jog routine has toned my body &lt;em&gt;like never&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;. All I have to do now is to keep this up a couple of times a week. However, the only downside to swimming is that my skin has turned a &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; dark tan &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt;. (beautiful ie if you are a proponent that a dark tanned skin is desirable, an unlikely thought if you are M'sian/Asian woman.)&lt;br /&gt;I opted for a gym session yesterday. Gym isn't really my thing honestly as I get kinda dizzy using the treadmill but I managed it for half an hour( I only read the notice that we're only supposed to use it for 20 mins during peak hours afterwards) and a bit of cycling. I think I need to do some upper body exercise too so probably I'll do rowing next time. There were many guys doing weights and stuff in the other room. I tried one for a few seconds which I saw a woman do, where you sit and pull the weights down to your shoulder or something. (I'm clueless about weights. Where is the gym instructor when you need one? )&lt;br /&gt;On another matter, when I picked up my kids at the sports centre's creche, the childmilder exclaimed to me that "your children have such good singing voices!" and she hoped they will be back to entertain the creche again! It turned out they were singing songs from High School Musical 2 which they have watched &lt;em&gt;countless&lt;/em&gt; times now. (Countless as I've given up counting how many times I heard the songs from the DVD since last week.) So &lt;em&gt;okayyy&lt;/em&gt;, so they are hyperactive talkative kids and they make me a little embarrassed sometimes in public, but admittedly, they do sing quite well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-402375490298780025?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/402375490298780025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=402375490298780025' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/402375490298780025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/402375490298780025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/gym-sing.html' title='Gym &amp; Sing'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4948215357710189526</id><published>2008-01-17T05:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T06:18:08.485+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Ready Set Go!</title><content type='html'>As I was lying on my back floating on a lap one fine day( they should invent waterproof magazines for this sport), I noticed a girl on the next lane pass me by with her backstrokes. Now, I 'd let &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the free stylers and the people with snorkel fins and floaties pass me on my laps and I wouldn't give a hoot. But a backstroker?!! Backstroke was my &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; stroke when I was a kid and I was at par if not better than the best swimmer at school (who was also extremely envious at me for my dedication in class work that she did some naughty things to me but I digress). Anyway, I couldn't let this backstroker pass me without a bit of friendly competition so I began doing backstrokes to see if I could beat her to the end of the lap. She was probably about 5m ahead of me when I started but I increased my speed and I managed to swim up to her side. So guess who reached the end of the lap first?&lt;br /&gt;*Big grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4948215357710189526?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4948215357710189526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4948215357710189526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4948215357710189526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4948215357710189526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready Set Go!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3887635860503490137</id><published>2008-01-15T08:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:31:28.856+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Pool Obsession</title><content type='html'>I'm obsessed with the Olympic size 50m heated pool at the local sports centre. It is perfect for swimming for rainy, hot or cold weather! (Well, I haven't tried it in winter yet).&lt;br /&gt;My personal best in KL was probably doing 25m x 25 laps. However, last week I managed 50m x 20 laps twice (after the first session, my body ached soo bad) and yesterday I pushed my ability a bit more and tried swimming for perhaps a mile (1.6km). I wanted to do more up to 2km but due to technical problems I had to stop (In other words -I had to answer nature's call). Of course, I did them mainly in breast strokes and back strokes as I am working on my new free style technique. Hopefully when the new DVD/books I ordered arrives, I can do the drills (somewhat). Then... &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; then, I might be able to do more laps in free style without being out of breath, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; I don't have to give way to those power swimmers passing me on my laps too often on early morning laps.&lt;br /&gt;My obsession with swimming pools led me to the city's aquatic centre to check out all the pools there. They have a diving pool 5m deep, 25m , 50m and wading pools under a climate control environment. While my kids and I were there, we had a glimpse of the aussie national team practicing their synchronise swimming routine. Hmmm.. interesting. Ohh.. I also checked out &lt;a href="http://swimsallyswim.blogspot.com/"&gt;sally's blog &lt;/a&gt;on swimming pools she's been to. It is soo good to know that I'm not the only person going googoo gaagaa over pools teehee... Now, did I mention the local Olympic size pool is &lt;em&gt;heeated&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3887635860503490137?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3887635860503490137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3887635860503490137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3887635860503490137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3887635860503490137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/pool-obsession.html' title='Pool Obsession'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7169132140013234757</id><published>2008-01-10T15:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:44:27.758+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>At the pool side</title><content type='html'>Bubbly dad of 2: Doesn't he (toddler) want to go in the pool?&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be bubbly mum of 3: He's not feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;Bubbly dad: (Big ??? on face).&lt;br /&gt;Trying very hard to explain mum of 3: He's not &lt;em&gt;feeeling&lt;/em&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;Bubbly dad: (Big blank face).&lt;br /&gt;Snappy mum of 3: Hedoesntwanttogointhepool.&lt;br /&gt;Bubbly dad: Ooohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dd: There are a whole group of grandmas and grandpas over there ! (pointing at deep aqua aerobics class).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ds: Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ds: There is a whole meeting of grandmas ! (looking at a group of ladies at the canteen where we are sitting next to AND within hearing distance).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Don't say that! (Embarrassed as usual being a mom of loud mouth kids!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;( Those ladies are young at heart. They are totally fit and can beat me at free style anytime coz my freestyle totally sucks at the moment).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dd : Why is he wearing underwear? (pointing at man wearing speedo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Don't point at people. ( avoiding dd's question).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dd: Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Some people don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Ssshhhhh! (before entering changing room with dd).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dd :(gawking at a bare woman's posterior).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Sssshhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dd :(still gawking &lt;em&gt;quietly&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7169132140013234757?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7169132140013234757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7169132140013234757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7169132140013234757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7169132140013234757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/pool-side-chat.html' title='At the pool side'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8924944469830308304</id><published>2008-01-07T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:56:26.886+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NZ'/><title type='text'>NZ Geysers (video footage)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7cf76e9c5b11dc5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8924944469830308304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8924944469830308304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8924944469830308304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8924944469830308304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/nz-geysers-video-clips.html' title='NZ Geysers (video footage)'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6920278372766460394</id><published>2008-01-04T05:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:44:32.884+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NZ'/><title type='text'>Postcards from NZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31JkW_HAUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H-o2uyeRHd8/s1600-h/CIMG4446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151354437776113986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31JkW_HAUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H-o2uyeRHd8/s320/CIMG4446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Palm Beach, Waiheke Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151371226803274098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31Y1m_HAXI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Y7CQ0n6KIbw/s320/CIMG4394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Auckland City (taken from ferry to Waiheke Island)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31FB2_HASI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LzZtYko2_io/s1600-h/CIMG4750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151349447024116002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31FB2_HASI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LzZtYko2_io/s320/CIMG4750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pohutu and Prince of Wales Geysers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151365067820171618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31TPG_HAWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/MrUJuIipmJk/s320/CIMG4757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Simmering Mud Pools &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151351195075805490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31Gnm_HATI/AAAAAAAAAE8/qvACSloYUe4/s320/CIMG4664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Champagne Pool, Wai-tapu Thermal Wonderland/Area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31CEm_HAQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/StBaZNBipVs/s1600-h/CIMG4634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151346195733872898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31CEm_HAQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/StBaZNBipVs/s320/CIMG4634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Champagne Pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151357328289104210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31MMm_HAVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/x673VHwxrAI/s320/CIMG4639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Artist's Palette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151347673202622738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31Dam_HARI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EEMSL6Wk-f4/s320/CIMG4677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Devil's Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Special Thanks to dear hubby for taking the marvellous pics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6920278372766460394?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6920278372766460394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6920278372766460394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6920278372766460394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6920278372766460394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/postcards-from-nz.html' title='Postcards from NZ'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/R31JkW_HAUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/H-o2uyeRHd8/s72-c/CIMG4446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2280056916880882477</id><published>2008-01-02T09:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:44:32.884+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NZ'/><title type='text'>Back from NZ</title><content type='html'>My family and I just came back from NZ . It was awesome! My kids loved it. (They were extremely talkative the whole vacation). On the first day, we stayed at Auckland CBD and it was quite depressing there, with glooming, dark and boring looking buildings. However, the next day we managed to venture out to the harbour and caught a ferry to a beautiful island named Waiheke and met a friendly local bus driver who gave us a wonderful private tour of the island's beautiful coastline. It was a public bus btw but we were the only people on the bus at the time. Then, we went to Rotorua to see mudpools, geysers and boiling, steaming rivers and pools.&lt;br /&gt;NZ is a terribly scenic country &lt;em&gt;subhanallah&lt;/em&gt;, with rolling hills, cattles and sheep roaming around and green pine forests on top. Dh kept asking me to take moving photos of the scenery while he drove. (He might as well have the digicam continuously on 24 hrs). And there were so many European tourists in Rotorua, I could swear I was in Europe. We plan to go to NZ again sometime to explore more of the country, godwilling ( coz one week isn't enough). Meanwhile, please excuse me while I take to a more important and *glamorous* task of doing the laundry for the one week of soiled clothes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2280056916880882477?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2280056916880882477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2280056916880882477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2280056916880882477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2280056916880882477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-from-nz.html' title='Back from NZ'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7866066946251828399</id><published>2007-12-21T13:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:13:45.840+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><title type='text'>Ds Gets It</title><content type='html'>I've always made a point to explain to dd and ds the meaning of Allah and muslim so they won't be confused of their muslim identity. Unlike me when I was a kid, I had little clue what a muslim entails except learning arabic letters and tajwid at M'sian Hall on Sundays. Everytime I went to the brownies weekly meeting with my sister, the head teacher would ask each brownies attendee, one by one, if we went to church with the group last Sunday and if we hadn't, then why not? I had to answer that we're muslim as this was what my mum told me to say. It was quite frightening for me to defend myself (and sis) and answer like this at the time and I wonder why the teacher didn't get what I was saying and why she had to ask the same question the following week.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas Dd has quite a good understanding of her religion and could explain some islamic terms etc, I wasn't expecting my playful dear son(ds) to understand much. However, last week he was watching a cartoon on TV by himself called "Joseph and the multicolor coat" and there was one scene when one prisoner asked Joseph what did he believed in, and Joseph said "I believe in the one true God."Ds quietly said "One True God!" and a lightbulb hit him and he exclaimed to me "Mama, Joseph believed in Allah. Joseph is a muslim!" OMG! Ds gets it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7866066946251828399?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7866066946251828399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7866066946251828399' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7866066946251828399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7866066946251828399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/ds-gets-it.html' title='Ds Gets It'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6062781183635031196</id><published>2007-12-18T06:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:44:27.759+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><title type='text'>Swimming &amp; Pools</title><content type='html'>I've started to send dd and ds to their swimming classes this week. Hopefully I could continue with the weekly program next year. It is quite hard to get a place in the swimming class for ds. Places are quite limited or they go quickly especially during summer. Last year I wanted to enrol him into a learn-to-swim class but there wasn't any places available on a Saturday at the previous sports centre. Dd got a place though but she had already acquired basic swimming skills beforehand in KL with her cousin prior to coming to Oz ( It was paid for by my dad as a birthday gift to them both). Ds didn't get to go to the one in KL either as he was 3 and half yo and the centre only allowed children if they are over 5 yo. Surprisingly in Oz (well, not a surprise really, Oz being quite a sporty and outdoorish nation), there is not much of a age limit anywhere and you can go to the class as early with your say &gt; 3 months old baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am quite impressed to see ds' swimming skills. He seems to be quite advanced than I originally thought. He can swim like a fish underwater only coming up to gasp some air every 2 or 3 seconds. However, I would like him to learn the correct stroke techniques just to be on the safe side. We have a pool in our backyard and before we secured a padlock on the child lock gate, ds was always finding ways to open it. (He could open the gate very easily if he stood on a chair) . I take water safety quite seriously and I should of brought the life buoy to Oz which my dad had originally given me when I was living in a condominium with pools in the complex.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my mum is more safety conscious than I, or shall I say water phobic? Once, she came over to my lil flat with my sister and nephews and we all went down for a dip in the pool. She was so water phobic that she insisted that all my nephews wear life jackets. So I let them wear my kids' life jacket just to please her. So there we were at the kids' wading pool which was only 2 feet deep, 4 kids under the watchful eyes of my mum (the matriarch), my sister and I , and 3 Indonesian maids!&lt;br /&gt;I can't really blame my mum for being water phobic. We used to live in a house with a pool when we were little, and I think she remembered my dad too often diving in the pool to fish out my siblings (mainly my younger sister) out from the pool to save us from drowning. After which I guess it proved too much for my parents that we subsequently moved to a house without a pool (though this subsequent house did have a pond with tadpoles in it).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6062781183635031196?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6062781183635031196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6062781183635031196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6062781183635031196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6062781183635031196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/swimming-pools.html' title='Swimming &amp; Pools'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7103199769478022693</id><published>2007-12-11T17:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:51:26.296+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Summer kids' activities</title><content type='html'>The kid's school term will end this week and I have some things up my sleeve to keep them occupied. Next week I'm sending them to a swimming bootcamp. Then we'll go to the library next door. The library has a superb summer reading program for kids and dd already has half the stamps in her passport to qualify for a reward. I think it might take longer for her brother to collect the stamps. I hope he doesn't get too bored this hol. He might want to go swimming or to the playground everyday or even to the icecream parlour/toy shop. Boy, it is going to be a looong hot summer. Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7103199769478022693?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7103199769478022693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7103199769478022693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7103199769478022693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7103199769478022693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/summer-kids-activities.html' title='Summer kids&apos; activities'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-863501633976111818</id><published>2007-12-07T18:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:08.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfresco dining with a twist..</title><content type='html'>I 've nothing to blog about this week except dd and ds award ceremony (dd received high achiever award again and certificate for cultural excellence, and ds, a certificate of excellence in (school) citizenship). Only something out of the ordinary happen today. I've abandoned looking for fresh wholesome fish to bake in the oven in favour of alfresco dining at the local mall. I would normally sit outside the cafe but today was scorching hot so I opted to eat in the air-conditioned interior. I ordered fish of the day and some garlic chilli prawns for toddler and I , and while waiting for our order to arrive, started looking outside the cafe (as in people watching) . There was a woman who was walking quite normally in the sun when suddenly she looked dizzily up to the sky and half of her face trembled like she was having a stroke. She then collapsed backwards to the ground. I immediately stood up , about to go to aid the woman but realizing I had toddler to take care of, I only did the second best thing, and alerted diners of the situation. I also went to the counter to ask them to call the ambulance. The waitresses were chatting away not realizing what had happened but one waiter /manager immediately called the mall's security personnel after being informed. Some other lady diners outside had already rushed to help the woman and put some towels from a restaurant for her to lie her head on. The cafe manager then immediately carried a big cafe umbrella to shade the woman from the blazing sun. The mall security and first aid personnel also came over to handle the situation. I later quizzed one of the diners to find out her progress and he said she was going to be fine and it wasn't life threatening. She was probably dizzy, dehydrated and had a fit from walking in the scorching heat. I was quite relieved that she didn't suffer a stroke as I initially thought. At the end of the ordeal , an ambulance came and the woman was seen sitting up for a bit before being whisked away to the hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-863501633976111818?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/863501633976111818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=863501633976111818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/863501633976111818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/863501633976111818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/alfresco-dining-with-twist.html' title='Alfresco dining with a twist..'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8162074937650215986</id><published>2007-12-02T06:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:49:42.664+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dd'/><title type='text'>Dd's small garden</title><content type='html'>Dd had asked me to buy some seeds for her to plant and she is now planting some tomatoes, sunflowers etc in little plastic containers. I've yet to figure where she could transfer them when the plants grows bigger but probably her dad would have some idea as he is in charge of the backyard/garden. Some people are natural green fingers like my FIL who has all kinds of fruit and herbs in his garden patches. My mum also likes to garden for its therapeutic qualities. Hers consist mainly of bougainvilleas and other flowers which I don't know their names, and in recent years, orchids. (I gave her orchids in a pot once or twice for her birthday instead of a bouquet of roses and she was hooked).&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I'm not a green finger at all. Once a Spanish friend gave me a flower in a pot during my varsity days and I left it on the window sill of the kitchen and it got eaten by tiny green bugs! She, on the hand, was great with plants. I gave her a fern plant in return and when I visited her at her home , it had flourished amazingly!&lt;br /&gt;Dd's seeds have now grown into little buds. It is amazing to watch them grow. If her projects goes well, I'll ask her to plant some herbs for me in a flower pot so I could use them when I'm cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8162074937650215986?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8162074937650215986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8162074937650215986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8162074937650215986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8162074937650215986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/dds-small-garden.html' title='Dd&apos;s small garden'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8287031743674778190</id><published>2007-12-01T11:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:46:22.044+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Cooking away...</title><content type='html'>[You can see I'm in cooking mode by looking at how many entries I have bout cooking. ]&lt;br /&gt;Mum called earlier this week and she proclaimed happily that my sister had given a glowing report on me, a good cook, doing housework nonstop and looking after the kids. She said I cooked a delicious roast chicken for her. I guess that did the trick. I wonder if my mum will be pleased if I made some cakes, muffins and brownies during sis's stay.&lt;br /&gt;I tried some recipes from Delia's How to Cook Book two and three earlier this week. I tried fast-roast chicken with tarragon and lemons recipe. It was good but didn't turn out as I expected mainly coz dh had decided that day that he will get a fresh chicken weighing 3kg instead of the usual 1kg plus size and I don't think chickens &gt; 2kg are suitable for fast roasting. I also tried her stir fried chicken in lime and coconut but this recipe is a bit too simple for an Asian dish and left much to be desired. Lastly, I tried the old fashion beef stew which required baking in oven for 4 and half hours. It was a bit salty, probably added too much salt but my sons actually love it and probably might do it again minus the salt.&lt;br /&gt;Now my mind is set on cooking fish and hoping I could find some fresh fish at the supermarket. (They actually had a few flounders which I bought during my sister's stay. My sis cooked it immediately that day. She had earlier asked us whether we eat fish/I cook fish here in Oz). For cooking fish , I love Rick Stein's seafood odyssey DVD and book. Apparently , the programme was made earlier this millenium but travel and discovery channel didn't show it in KL. I'd like to bake a whole fish perhaps instead of fish fillet but have no clue where the fish market is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8287031743674778190?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8287031743674778190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8287031743674778190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8287031743674778190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8287031743674778190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/12/cooking-away.html' title='Cooking away...'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2738600858036561747</id><published>2007-11-26T06:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:46:22.045+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>In the name of science</title><content type='html'>Dd had obtained a recipe sheet for igneous rock lollies from her science teacher so she could do it at home with me. I had to buy one of the ingredients so when I was ready one fine morning, I mixed them in a pot to dissolve them and boil. Dd disappeared to her room to watch her fave TV program so I was left to carry on the science experiment on my own. When the mixture was ready , I had to add a bit of baking powder to half of the mix, then pour  onto the baking tray. Dd had finished watching Pokemon by now and had come back to the kitchen to resume the science experiment with me. The lolly mixtures supposedly had similarities with real life volcanic lava and pumice... (Gosh, I wished my science classes at my old secondary school were as interesting as dd's).&lt;br /&gt;This morning I thought I'll try some crispy waffles instead. I had bought an electric beater and waffle maker so am experimenting with some recipes all in the name of science (home science that is).. Plus this is the only way to get dd to eat some decent food too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2738600858036561747?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2738600858036561747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2738600858036561747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2738600858036561747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2738600858036561747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-name-of-science.html' title='In the name of science'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6746994170618943503</id><published>2007-11-24T06:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:46:22.045+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Roast Chicken</title><content type='html'>I didn't get to bake any cakes when my sis was staying over. She was in shopping mode and I had to drive her almost everyday to the mall so she could get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; on her shopping list. On the weekends , we drove her to the tourist attractions and theme parks, what have you.&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to cook a special roast chicken on the night of her departure. She was commenting on the day that she had gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; mother's house for our niece's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; party and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; had made a tasty roast chicken by smothering lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kee&lt;/span&gt; oyster sauce all over the bird. I had to frown and say "Hey, that's not roast chicken , that's &lt;em&gt;a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; chicken". I asked sis if she made roast chicken before and she said she always marinated chicken with all kind of sauces for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bbqs&lt;/span&gt; but nope, technically no roast chicken in the very sense of the word. (Incidentally she almost finished my previously unopened and unused lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kee&lt;/span&gt; oyster sauce during her stay). By golly, we had borrowed cooking books by Delia Smith from the local library, the author of whom, sis claims she had learnt the correct cooking techniques from (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt; via Delia's cooking shows when sis was just newly wed and living in London in the late 90's) .&lt;br /&gt;So I volunteered to show her how to cook the real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mccoy&lt;/span&gt;/original roast chicken to her. It just needs some olive oil , garlic and some herbs and wallah! Roast chicken. (No sauces necessary!). Sis made some crunchy roast potatoes and I added some spinach on the side.&lt;br /&gt;To my pleasant surprise (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;), sis said the roast chicken was the highlight of her stay, apparently beating her photo session with the dashing Robin at Movie World. (Batman gave her a piercing cold look as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;batmans&lt;/span&gt; do). She probably forgotten that we had had lunch with a friend who had cooked an insanely tantalising and heavenly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sumptuous&lt;/span&gt; Afghan spread for us with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pilao&lt;/span&gt; rice (divine!) , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Afghani&lt;/span&gt; bread stuffed with spinach (double divine!), kebab burgers and lamb stew(triple!), a week prior. And what about the talk by Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; cold then, otherwise I would have leaped up and queued for his autograph during Q&amp;amp;A sessions like some people did, after which, there was no point in queuing later as it was so dang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt;. (*sob*).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6746994170618943503?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6746994170618943503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6746994170618943503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6746994170618943503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6746994170618943503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/11/roast-chicken.html' title='Roast Chicken'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1508408741310008220</id><published>2007-11-06T08:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:13:35.091+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be laying off blogging the next couple of weeks as my sis is coming to stay and I probably won't have the time (or privacy) to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Mental note: HAVE TO MAKE EFFORT TO TIDY HOUSE. Even mop as usual contractor (aka dh) is far too busy at the moment to mop despite frequent reminder. (He says I'm no good at mopping). But yes, I had just mopped the kitchen with a steam mop.&lt;br /&gt;Mum is probably gonna ask my sister casually at some point  if I have maintained the house well and kept it tidy. (Mum actually prefers housekeeping to cooking. I'm the opposite).&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, absolutely no baking of muffins/cakes or anything that has any sugar content either. (Mum absolutely abhors anything with a sugar content even the innocent honey). Well, maybe I'll bake once or twice to show sis what a pro I am at baking now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1508408741310008220?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1508408741310008220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1508408741310008220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1508408741310008220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1508408741310008220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-off.html' title='I&apos;m off'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4280959959657170173</id><published>2007-11-03T05:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T13:51:26.296+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Gadgets</title><content type='html'>Dh was outstation for most of this week so I was cooking western to appease my kids appetite. I cooked black pepper steaks and lamb chop with mint sauce . It didn't really turn out as I had hoped. The recipe said fry the steak a few minutes on each side for rare , add a few more minutes for medium and more for well done. It didn't happen like that. I was cooking on my really old tefal pan and I was wondering was it time to buy new pans? My mint sauce didn't happen either as my made in china knife was soo blunt . So I went to the mall to get the knife that you can rock from left to right , right to left to slice up fresh herbs (what's it call? I saw Nigella use it once). I found one in a shop that specialise in kitchenware. It was originally $19.95 but reduced to $11.95. I used the herb slicer yesterday to slice fresh dill and oregano for scallops with dill butter sauce and spaghetti marinara. My kids loved the seafood , I would have to do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;I was also looking out for some new pans. I scouted Myers dept store for Tefal pans but could not find any. Even though they had 30% off kitchen utensils, the branded pans were insanely priced from $119-$199 per item. I didn't know the price of cookware could be so dear!&lt;br /&gt;I was scouting again one day and suddenly by chance I found a Breville cast iron cookware that had red price tags on them. One griddle pan had be reduced from $139 to $83. The color was being discontinued. It was my fave color ie light blue so I thought I would get it. They gave an additional 30% so I only paid $58 which was a bargain I thought for cast iron cookware. So now how and what do I use the pan for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4280959959657170173?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4280959959657170173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4280959959657170173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4280959959657170173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4280959959657170173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/11/kitchen-gadget.html' title='Kitchen Gadgets'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6880821667737127306</id><published>2007-10-29T12:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:14:27.003+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dd'/><title type='text'>Zany dd</title><content type='html'>Me: Who wants noodles for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Dd: I do.&lt;br /&gt;Older son: I do.&lt;br /&gt;Dd to her brother: We love noodles so much we want to marry it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6880821667737127306?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6880821667737127306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6880821667737127306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6880821667737127306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6880821667737127306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/10/zany-dd.html' title='Zany dd'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1394969428381574539</id><published>2007-10-20T06:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:24:59.874+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><title type='text'>10 things about toddler</title><content type='html'>My baby son has turned two so I can't call him my baby anymore. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;Here are some interesting facts about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He weighed slightly more than 4.5kg , just an ounce less than 10 lbs at birth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; needs to breast feed , well at least before he goes for naps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to eat cooked prawns or whatever food is in his siblings' hands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the morning, whenever everyone is getting ready for work /school , he volunteers to take off his PJs and showers with his siblings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever he sees his dad clutching car keys, he hurries to find his shoes to wear and follow dad (coz mama is so boring doing housework all day). Twice, he had his shoes on and was ready to go, only thing is he was stark naked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes cats and almost bashed a black cat blue in kl. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes to play feline with his brother. Older brother being the cat and he stroking his pretend cat's head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He likes toy cars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He really likes toy cars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He really, really likes toy cars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1394969428381574539?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1394969428381574539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1394969428381574539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1394969428381574539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1394969428381574539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/10/10-things-about-toddler.html' title='10 things about toddler'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2568389215201363742</id><published>2007-10-16T20:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:30:50.609+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eid'/><title type='text'>Eid Mishaps</title><content type='html'>I thought I'll blog about some mishaps on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The queue at the women's section for the rice and curry after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; prayers... what can I say... we queued &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unsystematically&lt;/span&gt; left , right and centre. The plates was placed on the left. We queued on the right. queue on the right.. no plates... people not queuing grabbing plates and cutting the queue. And one poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; girl got poured with curry on her head! At that point, I left the queue and relied on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dh's&lt;/span&gt; ability to get us a plate at the men's queue. Incidentally, there was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eid&lt;/span&gt; celebration at my kid's school today and I was amazed that the kids can queue in a straight line to get the sweets, cakes and stuff (as compared to us adults).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to the chemist to get some stuff. A thin young African security guard looked like he was sort of following me. It was probably my fault as I have this bad habit of spending too much time reading the ingredients on the label of the skincare products to see if it is compatible with my sensitive skin, so they probably thought I am a suspect to shoplift. (Actually, I gather, it is okay to touch and read stuff in Oz or KL, but people expect you to grab and go pay in UK). I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; about the security guard later and he said that the guy might have thought I'm from some African tribe . It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt; and I had just a tad too many shiny beads on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pashmina&lt;/span&gt; and clothes...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; to take some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eid&lt;/span&gt; photos of me near the swimming pool before I changed into my mundane clothes. Dear 5yo son had just changed into a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spiderman&lt;/span&gt; shirt and pants that I bought him for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;eid&lt;/span&gt; when he was walking and... while he was looking at me in my black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jilbab&lt;/span&gt; with toddler son doing our photo shoot, he tripped and he fell in the pool in his best clothes.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2568389215201363742?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2568389215201363742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2568389215201363742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2568389215201363742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2568389215201363742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-mishaps.html' title='Eid Mishaps'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1849419838682937376</id><published>2007-10-15T19:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:36:10.922+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Eid Gathering</title><content type='html'>I cooked for a lil Eid gathering on Sunday. Dh's M'sian friends and their family wanted to come over for the obligatory ziarah/visiting. So lazy me had to cook some food for them. It was all a last minute affair. Dh had to go out in the morning as I've decided to make barbecue seafood as we could not get any meat from the muslim butchers as they weren't open on Eid weekend. Dh took the whole morning getting the stuff so when he came back , we had only a couple of hours to stick the seafood on the skewers . Initially , I wanted to marinade the prawns but dh bought cooked prawns instead of uncooked , as per my instruction. So I made a last ditch attempt dill sauce (which didn't have any dill in it) and a sweet chilli sauce to go with the bbq . I also made some prawn salad and salad nicoise to accompany it. Plus there was some beef rendang which I made a day earlier (it took 4 hours to make) and &lt;em&gt;ketupat nasi&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;lemang&lt;/em&gt; courtesy of Nona/flora food co.&lt;br /&gt;The guests came at the alloted time and were ready to eat while we were still figuring out where to put the electric bbq thingy. They soon ate to their hearts content and were really bowled over with the bbq seafood and beef rendang. One lady guest actually came over to me when I was busy in the kitchen to extract the dill sauce recipe from me. She took me by surprise and I only repeated the general ingredients of the sauce that I could retrieve from my memory. There was about 90% butter in the sauce so I think it is more appropriate to call it butter sauce and I used coriander leaves instead of dill.&lt;br /&gt;My friends ie the postgrad and her single housemates also came by later and they also liked the spread (or what was left of it). They also wanted the recipe for the dill /butter sauce which I gave willingly from a cookbook, and the beef rendang recipe. I can't really remember recipe for the latter as it sort of evaporated like the coconut milk (which is one of the main ingredient required), just as soon as I finished cooking it. Each year I have to phone my mum to jog my memory a bit of the specialised Eid cuisine and some of the ingredients are not easily obtainable like fresh galangal and tumeric leaves so I have to improvise the recipe according to what is available.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the gathering was sort of a success . Dh was very pleased that his friends went back home contented. I'm sorry I can't cook for his friends more often though. I'm naturally born lazy lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1849419838682937376?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1849419838682937376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1849419838682937376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1849419838682937376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1849419838682937376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-gathering.html' title='Eid Gathering'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3453057015364304954</id><published>2007-10-10T10:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:28:26.290+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>The Art of Baking</title><content type='html'>These past weeks , I've been attempting to bake cakes. I have this recipe book I bought from Angus and Robertson bookstore called "Cooking, A Commonsense Guide" which is quite good for newbies at baking like me. Baking cakes isn't really my family's tradition. I never can recall my mum baking a cake for us! So naturally, I never felt the urge for baking. We were very much a savoury sort of family anyhow, so the main course was more important for us. Fresh fruits like slices of mangoes and oranges would do fine for dessert. To my mum's credit though, she is a great cook when she cooks for us and dh thinks she is the best cook in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Mum used to make the most outstanding traditional Malay &lt;em&gt;kuih&lt;/em&gt; (sweet cakes/desserts/snacks&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt; like &lt;em&gt;kuih talam, seri muka, apam, lompang, currypuff (the pusing/circle type), rosles &amp;amp; kuih cara&lt;/em&gt; etc when we were little in London. I 've never tasted anyone's who could make &lt;em&gt;kuih&lt;/em&gt; as good as hers from any traders, except from La Cucur where you have to pay a premium price. Unfortunately , mum didn't make much kuih when we came back to KL. I don't think she likes cooking desserts much. She later told us that she &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to make the &lt;em&gt;kuih&lt;/em&gt; in London for the M'sian VVIP /head of state's and their entourage who came to visit London (probably more so for the LIP( lesser important people) in the entourage).&lt;br /&gt;I digress. Coming back to my baking attempts, I felt compelled to bake something for dd. She sometimes bake cookies etc at her school and she would often inquire or ask me if I could bake her something. I started out baking muffins for her as they were the easiest to make whereas most cookies and cakes I assume would require electric mixers. Yes, I don't own a electric mixer as yet!&lt;br /&gt;Last week , I thought it was high time I tried to bake a chocolate cake. There was a recipe for a chocolate mud cake in the book and it didn't require an electric beater. I had all the ingredients in the pantry so I mixed them up accordingly and pop the cake mix in the oven. Unfortunately, it didn't turn out well. It was on the dry side coz the oven temperature was too high. I had earlier baked a tea cake and 12 mini pizzas at 220 degrees, hence, the oven did not cool down to the required 160 degrees. (So I guess I better made sure I do not bake any pizzas in the oven beforehand next time hmm).&lt;br /&gt;My second attempt yesterday was okay and actually looked and taste fine despite that I put extra chocolate in the mix as half the bar had melt in the midday heat so I could not estimate properly, lol. I am feeling confident that perhaps I could maybe bake a cake for my MIL family when we are back in KL. ( Just perhaps)&lt;br /&gt;My in law's family are totally the opposite of mine. Whereas mum would order tasty &lt;em&gt;kuih raya&lt;/em&gt; (eid cookies) from a relative or someone else, MIL and her four daughters used to put in a lot of effort baking for eid celebration and make heaps of cookies and fry heaps of &lt;em&gt;kerepek&lt;/em&gt;, (traditional malay flour based crisps equivalent to junk food ) weeks prior. My SILs often attempt to bake different type of cakes which sometimes turn out great or not so great depending on the season, lol. Not only do they make cookies and all, they actually enjoy finishing them off as I noticed that there wasn't any left when I visited them 1 and 2 weeks after Eid, whereas at my mum's place would still have plenty of leftover cookies that could be carried forward to Eid ul Adha.&lt;br /&gt;My friend's used to send me Eid cards and the usual question would be "Dah buat kuih raya?" ("Have you made any Eid cookies yet?) and then the question would later evolve into "Dah beli kuih raya?" ("Have you bought any Eid cookies yet?) or to that effect. Whatever it is, bought or baked, I hope you have a Happy Eid everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3453057015364304954?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3453057015364304954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3453057015364304954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3453057015364304954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3453057015364304954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/10/art-of-baking.html' title='The Art of Baking'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7463082675008794253</id><published>2007-09-28T15:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:39:47.416+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Langkawi Trip</title><content type='html'>[I really don't have much time to do this since kid's holidays coincide with Ramadan. I'm afraid they spend quite a lot of time in front of PC (more than me) now while I still have to churn out more food and food for their tummies.]&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'll do it point form. Check out links below for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day 1 :Arrived at Langkawi Airport. Before landing saw a mountain peak that looked like a man's face from the side view. Found out later it was Gunung Machinchang. Rented a car at airport and headed to Hotel.Check in hotel and dh and kids went straight to frolic on the beach. In the evening, ordered expensive room service food as everyone was too tired to go out. &lt;a href="http://www.holidayvillashotel.com/"&gt;Holiday Villa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day 2: Had a quick breakfast at the buffet . Left dh and ds to have an extended breakfast while dd and I and toddler got ready to jump in the pool. The hotel had a ladies only indoor pool but we opted for the outside pool so that I could swim backstrokes while looking at the clouds above which was awesome. Then we got ready to go out. Specifically , to visit Underwater World. The first part of the exhibit , a lush tropical jungle room was the only thing I liked there. The seals in their tanks looked bored and sad. One was spinning continuously in the water. I exited while dh brought 2 older kids to the 2D show. Toddler and I waited at the cafe at the exit for them but they took ages and toddler accidently fell asleep on the table after his meal. I didn't eat anything there. It was oily and unappetising. I was surprise it was managed by the same restaurant famous for great seafood and steaks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back to Hotel to freshen up and had a quick lunch at a surprisingly tasty place called Restoran Haji Ramli. Barbecue fish and cockle salads were great. It would be added bonus if the staff could smile a little for their customer even though it was a hot and humid day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went on a cable car ride at Gunung Machinchang. The view was awesome. Dh discovered that the mountain was the 3rd mountain created 500 million years on earth after the tectonic plates shift. I'm afraid I can't elaborate more as I left my book detailing the thingy in KL. (Dh inquired about this from a vendor selling drinks at the top of the mountain). The mountain is now a UNESCO heritage site since June 2007. Perhaps they could have written it down on a poster and stuck it somewhere for visitors to read. &lt;a href="http://www.langkawigeopark.com/"&gt;Langkawi Geo Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back to the Hotel after take away KFC for dinner . Dh commented that the KFC restaurant had the best harbour view in the world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dh and kids went swimming at the hotel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day 3: Went on a wild goose chase looking for batik sarong for MIL. Finally, found a place where they print exclusive batiks at 4 times the price of batik indon. Bought some in case can't find any cheap ones for MIL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Mahsuri 's grave/tomb site or commercially known as Kota Mahsuri. Dh wanted to teach some history lessons to our kids. Learning the sad story of Mahsuri from their dad , our kids were a bit scared to go as they were afraid that the villain in the story, an evil prince would still be there. Learnt from the old lady who is the maintenance worker/keeper of the toilets, that Mahsuri's grave was moved from it's original grave site to the current so that they could develop the site further into a little complex. (The pretty Mahsuri house wasn't really her original house too). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Pekan Kuah for lunch and bought the elusive batik sarong for MIL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headed to Sungai Kilim for the highlight of the vacation. A boat trip on the river to see Gua Kelewar (Bat Cave), Gua Buaya (Crocodile Cavern) , Floating Seafood Restaurant and fishfarm and also, possibly see eagles feeding on the river. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had dinner with our boatman cum tourist guide at the floating restaurant. Nice guy and the lad was quite well informed of his stuff. &lt;a href="http://holeinthewall.com.my/"&gt;Hole in the wall Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would advise people if they were to take a boat ride on the river to wear the life jackets even it is not compulsory. Our boat hit a jutting stone cliff as our boatman was sms-ing somebody at the crucial time. Dh had to tell him at the last seconds before it hit. He stopped the engine so the impact was lesser than it could have been. Otherwise , it would have made greater damage to the boat . &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dear son was afraid to go into the Bat Cave initially,however he braved it in the end. There were many bats inside and they were all sleeping fortunately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the Crocodile Cave, the boatman was really enthusiastic telling dh that one of the stones looked like a crocodile ,that everyone was leaning on the port side of the boat. I had to tell them that the boat was almost tipping before they realised it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We watched Brahminy eagles/kites feeding on chicken skin floating in the water. All in all , it was an awesome spectacle. There were 40 or more of them . The boatman said if we went in the morning , there were more eagles around, possibly in 100s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day 4: Caught our flight back to KL. It was delayed for more than an hour as torrential rain fell. Dh managed to capture images of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_tall_men"&gt;Ajaz Ahmed&lt;/a&gt;, one of the tallest men in the world as he arrived at Langkawi airport. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrived back in KL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;More info on Langkawi places of attraction , go to &lt;a href="http://www.langkawigeopark.com.my/"&gt;Langkawi Geo Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7463082675008794253?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7463082675008794253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7463082675008794253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7463082675008794253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7463082675008794253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/09/langkawi-trip.html' title='Langkawi Trip'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1366648991600155262</id><published>2007-09-20T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:20:02.975+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Recondition</title><content type='html'>I just came back from KL and am reconditioning myself back to living as a nucleus family in Oz. I hardly did any cooking in KL. Someone else did it at my mum's or we can go out and get some cheap and delicious food. Now I have to cook for the family again.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know dd actually ate rice and chicken at her granny's house. I ask her why she ate rice in KL and not in Oz. She said that she was spoonfed by the maid. Do I have to really spoon feed her here to make her eat rice? Hmmm.. maybe I 'll try to sometime.&lt;br /&gt;We went for a wonderful trip to Langkawi and enjoyed it's natural beauty. I'm glad it still retained some of its natural allure . The beach was still looking pristine since I last remember visiting it which was while I was a kid accompanying my mum to visit one of her aunts. That was waayy before the tourism boom. Now I think there are more footprints showing on the sandy shores.&lt;br /&gt;I''ll write more concisely about Langkawi in my next entry and what we did there, insha Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1366648991600155262?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1366648991600155262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1366648991600155262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1366648991600155262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1366648991600155262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/09/recondition.html' title='Recondition'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-121925479716818187</id><published>2007-08-22T22:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:04:08.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrots &amp; Zikr</title><content type='html'>I dare say I can look at a carrot the same again. I had sent a bundle of my kids' clothes that no longer fit them to a friend's house , ie the Afghan family with 6 girls. The mom was peeling and slicing carrots at that time. She invited me in. I said I had to run errands at the post office and also had to make it in time to attend my son's special hat event that afternoon. However, I went in just the same after she insisted a couple of time. Besides, drinking tea without sugar and munching almonds wasn't going do much harm.&lt;br /&gt;After she brought out some tea, raisins, almonds and sweets for me on a tray, she continued to peel carrots and slice them up &lt;em&gt;julienne&lt;/em&gt; style, sometimes chewing raw carrots in her own mouth, sometimes handing them out to her youngest, a one year baby and my toddler, while her second youngest , a 2 year old toddler was sound asleep under a blanket. She said she was going to cook the carrots with some rice for her family. I think she was preparing a bag of them , about 10 or more carrots for dinner that day. I've never seen anyone peel that much carrots for an entire hour with such zest. In fact I've never seen anyone peel carrots before except myself . But I will only chop up one carrot (or two) in under a minute to cook them for my toddler who seems to be the only member in my household who likes to eat them. While this family in front of me took to carrot like fish to water. I watched her concentrating on the carrots , shifting through the sliced up carrots in the colander to see if everything is sliced up and slicing any remainder left that hasn't been, while we conversed in rudimentary English about daily matters on the floor of her living room. Her patience undertaking this kitchen chore on the sprawling Persian carpet, amazes me. I could only liken it to seeing the serenity of one making &lt;em&gt;zikr&lt;/em&gt; with his/her &lt;em&gt;tasbih&lt;/em&gt;/prayer&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;beads on a &lt;em&gt;sejadah,&lt;/em&gt; completely oblivious of his/her surroundings&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-121925479716818187?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/121925479716818187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=121925479716818187' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/121925479716818187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/121925479716818187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/08/carrots-zikr.html' title='Carrots &amp; Zikr'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2848955316128569996</id><published>2007-08-22T09:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:18:26.679+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dd'/><title type='text'>Continued..</title><content type='html'>Dd had her numeracy test yesterday and she told us her mind was thinking about the story book in her desk that the teacher said she could read after she finished her test.... Hmmm.. Hope she did okay though.&lt;br /&gt;Her school and another school won for best project and presentation. Dh told me their booths were really informative and very well presented. I wonder if it has to do with the fact that they share the same science teachers who teach at both the schools. Anyway, I am pleased that they beat another school nearby with the much larger pupil population and great amenities ( including a swimming pool). Wicked huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2848955316128569996?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2848955316128569996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2848955316128569996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2848955316128569996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2848955316128569996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/08/continued.html' title='Continued..'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4036328441013610780</id><published>2007-08-15T13:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:24:33.493+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dd'/><title type='text'>Dd's Test Preparation</title><content type='html'>Dd will have a big test next week. I keep asking her to practice and do some mock tests at home which has fallen on deaf ear. She keeps reading books. Story books. My fault. I kept on buying her story books by Roald Dahl and Andy Griffith for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;May I add that she also has a science presentation on the night of the test. The teacher says she will be fine. (I hope so).&lt;br /&gt;Oh well she 's only 8. Who cares about test at that age!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4036328441013610780?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4036328441013610780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4036328441013610780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4036328441013610780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4036328441013610780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/08/dds-test-preparation.html' title='Dd&apos;s Test Preparation'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2737383355194055735</id><published>2007-08-11T11:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:14:59.408+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>In Search of Good Books</title><content type='html'>As I darted my eyes across the shelves laden with books , I came across "The Alchemist" by Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt; on one of them. I bought it along with some other books for dd. I haven't read a fiction for ages but gave it a go before bed, reading about 40+ pages. And the next morning , finished the 170+ pages in between making breakfast for the family. It was a breeze reading the book, quite effortless, fluid.. The words flowing easily as they were simple and manageable. The backdrop was also one of my fave places; The Sahara Desert.&lt;br /&gt;I checked the library catalogue if any of Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt; books were available to borrow. Unfortunately not. So I went to the bookstores to find some more books to read. I chose "A Thousand Splendid Suns" and "The Kite Runner" both by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Khaled&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;, "The Secret" by Rhonda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Byrne&lt;/span&gt; and "Like a Flowing River" by Paulo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Coelho&lt;/span&gt; which I read of his thoughts and reflection. I tried reading a few pages of The Kite Runner at the same time. It was descriptive and I found it initially difficult and not as fluid to read as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Coelho's&lt;/span&gt; books. However, Afghanistan history/culture intrigues me. I had watched the DVD of "In Search of an Afghan Girl" the previous week about the refugee girl with the haunting sea green eyes on the cover of National Geographic in 1985. (I used to collect Nat Geo magazines monthly issues since I read an article of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ibnu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Battuta&lt;/span&gt; in 1991. I still kept some of them}.&lt;br /&gt;Once more , I gave "The Kite Runner" another try and finished it in one day. Then I gave "A Thousand Splendid Suns" a try and finished it in a day today. Compelling stories. How could people endure them?....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2737383355194055735?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2737383355194055735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2737383355194055735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2737383355194055735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2737383355194055735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-search-of-good-books.html' title='In Search of Good Books'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-577182430561309829</id><published>2007-07-24T15:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:24:33.493+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dd'/><title type='text'>Dd's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>[It has been almost a month since we moved in our new residence. I have been busy the first few weeks unpacking and tidying stuff . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dh&lt;/span&gt; had packed all my kitchen stuff, cutlery and crockery into bubble wrappers and then into boxes (thanks dear if you happen to read this) but for the most part I had to do the unpacking myself since it is the co &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FYE&lt;/span&gt; and his mind set is at work mode this month. We still got boxes of books and kid's stuff to unpack and organise. I'm waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; to sort that out and get some extra shelves for the rumpus room downstairs. ]&lt;br /&gt;I managed to organise a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; birthday bash for dd and her friends at a bowling centre last week. At first I planned for dd to go to the movie with some of her pals. I asked her the names of her pals and she came up with names that sounded that they were boys. That wasn't going to do so I thought I'd plan a bowling theme party instead with some families with kids from her school.&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while since I organised a party at an outside venue for her since her third birthday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McD&lt;/span&gt; in KL. It was a relatively last minute plan but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alhamdulilah&lt;/span&gt; for the most part, all went relatively smooth and dd and her friends seemed that they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. I'd say as smooth as a party with 15 active children can be! A party host was allocated for the kids but at some point or another, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; and I had to take care of a couple of boisterous toddlers while the mums nipped out to the shops. (I realised later they went out to get some last minute gift shopping).&lt;br /&gt;The kids had to play bowling for the first hour and some of the younger kids were already feeling peckish and complained to me. I could understand their feeling as we went to a a kid's high voltage gymnastic theme birthday last year and we were wondering when it was all gonna end and when it was time to eat. I had to give them some potato crisps for them to satisfy their hungry pangs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dh&lt;/span&gt; also bought extra chips and calamari to fuel them to play til finish. However, when it was time to eat the party food , I was wandering why some of the kids had not entered the room where it was held. It turned out that they were playing at the game arcade as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; had bought tokens and distributed it to them. Games certainly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;distracted&lt;/span&gt; the kids from their hunger pangs!When they all came in to eat , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt; said it suddenly turned quiet as everyone was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; hungry and happily tucking into their meal. After the ice cream birthday cake came and disappeared into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; mouth and they received the party bags dd made for them , the kids left the rooms again to finish their last token in the game arcade. They seemed very eager to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;accumulate&lt;/span&gt; tickets and win some small prizes there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-577182430561309829?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/577182430561309829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=577182430561309829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/577182430561309829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/577182430561309829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/07/dds-birthday-bash.html' title='Dd&apos;s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4210568891761372113</id><published>2007-06-26T13:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:00:11.937+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We're moving..</title><content type='html'>to another house this weekend insha Allah. Still haven't finished packing our stuff in the boxes/bags. Kids are at home for their school break so doubly busy. Probably won't be updating blog next week til dh change our acc details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4210568891761372113?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4210568891761372113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4210568891761372113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4210568891761372113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4210568891761372113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re moving..'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-1812170759048459486</id><published>2007-06-24T16:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:23:58.409+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><title type='text'>Ds can ride a bike?</title><content type='html'>I sent ds and dd to my friend's house for an hour of play last week. When I picked them up , ds said his friend (who is the same age as him) taught him to ride a bike. I didn't really think much of it as he doesn't have a bike at home and his older sister is possessive of her small bike with the training wheels. On Saturday, he was pestering his dad for a big bike without any training wheels and his dad caved in to the pressure and bought him a bike much bigger than dd's. They had to assemble it first which took a while and his dad had to go out and buy a specific tool. Then I didn't get to see him in action outside as I went upstairs. Well, today the dad and kids team were all geared up with their bikes to go to the park while I went to a local store hoping to buy some halal meat. However, it turned out that my fave store with the friendly family staff had closed down. :( So I went back to the park to see dh and the kids in action. I asked dh if ds could really ride a bike and he said yes. It was funny to see ds riding a bike which was a lil big for him.  His legs were too short to push start it so we had to help push it before he could ride it. Dd on the other hand, was riding a bike which was meant for her when she was around her brother's age. I am amazed that they could do it at their age and especially ds to learn how to ride a bike from his 5yo friend who I think just got the hang of it recently (but whose siblings seem to be quite proficient bike riders as I sometime see them either walking or riding a bike to and fro school.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-1812170759048459486?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/1812170759048459486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=1812170759048459486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1812170759048459486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/1812170759048459486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/ds-can-ride-bike.html' title='Ds can ride a bike?'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-5028794826236940813</id><published>2007-06-23T09:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:40:51.504+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldest Days</title><content type='html'>The days were very cold this week.. I think during mid week, the wind was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blustery .. I could hear the wind howling outside the window ..It reminded me of my years in England.. The news confirmed that it was indeed the coldest day in 18 years in Queensland. (Darwin also suffered miserably at 23 degrees, Poor Darwin). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I went out to buy some winter clothings for my kids especially my toddler who has outgrown his jacket which I bought for him a few months ago. He is growing up so fast. He is on the chubby side so I usually have to get 1 or 2 size larger than his age group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Despite the cold mornings, dd refuses to wear her jacket and would only carry in her arms. I asked her dad to ask them to wear their sweaters. They usually obey their dad for some unbeknown reason. Yesterday, I wanted her to wear her school jacket before I &lt;em&gt;drove&lt;/em&gt; them to school and I explained the word hypothermia to her and the implications. She relented but when I picked her up at school , the weather had turned slightly warmer again and she had stuffed it in her backpack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-5028794826236940813?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/5028794826236940813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=5028794826236940813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5028794826236940813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/5028794826236940813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/coldest-days.html' title='Coldest Days'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4753293377878994172</id><published>2007-06-16T11:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:21:47.552+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All Geared Up</title><content type='html'>Dh is car shopping for me. Insha Allah, he is getting me a car so that I can send the kids to school if we move to a house a little further than where they are currently schooling. He is  asking me what type of car I like??! Actually , I have no clue what car I like.. really.. As long as it's engine is fine, it can move from one place to another and the most crucial criteria .. it is easier to park than his ford falcon, I don't think I mind what type it is.... Car shopping . Dh is all geared up but this is one shopping trip I'd prefer not to go to really. (yawn).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4753293377878994172?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4753293377878994172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4753293377878994172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4753293377878994172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4753293377878994172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-geared-up.html' title='All Geared Up'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6665771486810758275</id><published>2007-06-11T20:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:22:43.908+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Cooking for the fussy eater</title><content type='html'>My dear daughter is a fussy eater. She does not like to see any onion in her food. Nor does she like chilli ridden food. In short , she barely eats Asian inspired food whereas her dad likes hotter and chilli based food. Her brothers Ds looooves fried chicken wing or anything chicken related and toddler son loves prawns, carrots and cheese sticks. Sometimes I cook a myriad of dishes for dinner just to meet all their preferences. (Gone are the simple meals of yesteryears where everyone eats whatever mom cooks or else!) Sometimes I'm press for time and only cook rice, chicken and sambal dishes for dinner catered for dh and the boys. They are willing candidates to finish the food but dd barely touches her food. She will opt for bread, fruits and cereal instead.&lt;br /&gt;I have to be really innovative to make her eat more. Thankfully, she eats a hearty breakfast every morning so I don't have to worry about her energy level during the day. Lately, I tried some new things . Things that she would like usually made from flour or bake or grill. I made bread and butter pudding two or three times. The pitiful first version was a cross between b&amp;amp;b pudding and the Malay &lt;em&gt;bengkang.&lt;/em&gt; Surprisingly,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;her dad came back and tried it and actually thought I bought it from the shop. I made another one and followed a recipe somewhat. They gobbled it all up with ice cream/custard. I made &lt;em&gt;cekodok&lt;/em&gt; ie fried banana batter/fritters. I made some mini muffins from scratch and dd and ds loved them. I also made a simple roast chicken last night (one of my specialty). Dd and the boys love roast chicken and ate it all up. Tonight I made burgers from scratch. I asked dh to get some mince meat and breadcrumbs so that I could make homemade burger patties. It turned out well and they ate it happily. Hey, I'm happy when they're happy, full and contented. Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6665771486810758275?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6665771486810758275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6665771486810758275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6665771486810758275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6665771486810758275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/cooking-for-fussy-eater.html' title='Cooking for the fussy eater'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-9017077565270540485</id><published>2007-06-08T20:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:09:26.035+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Awfully Busy!</title><content type='html'>I 've been awfully busy these days organising kid's school stuff and househunting.&lt;br /&gt;Ds 's classmate loved her visit to play with ds/dd that she begged her mum to allow her to come over for 3 consecutive schooldays. She told ds that she wanted to come over like everyday but it actually &lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt;ed a couple days after that so dh picked up the kids from school. Dh has a bad flu/sore throat this week. Being a workaholic as he is, he still went to work daily but had to come back home when he lost his voice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-9017077565270540485?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/9017077565270540485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=9017077565270540485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/9017077565270540485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/9017077565270540485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/06/awfully-busy.html' title='Awfully Busy!'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-271547183637906823</id><published>2007-05-31T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:23:30.772+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><title type='text'>Sociable Ds</title><content type='html'>After school Ds is always looking out for some friends to recruit and bring home with him to play. So far , it hasn't been successful as although his friends wants to come along , their parents hasn't been informed properly and I really don't want them to be wondering where their kids are.&lt;br /&gt;That is until today.. He managed to convinced one of his classmate friend to come home with us and &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; has permission from her mum.... I just hope the word doesn't go round thereafter as am hoping that his friends won't invade our lil townhouse and paint it red....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-271547183637906823?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/271547183637906823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=271547183637906823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/271547183637906823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/271547183637906823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/sociable-ds.html' title='Sociable Ds'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8236457820743706349</id><published>2007-05-25T12:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:23:30.772+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><title type='text'>Cuties</title><content type='html'>I was going down the hill to pick up my older kids yesterday as a school girl who lives across the road from us came up to me on her way back home with her friends and said "I know you. You live across the street from me.You are ds and dd's mum". I said "Yes". "Ohhh, they are sooo cuuute" she added. I noticed that she has a liking to ds and dd and is always waving at dd or chatting to ds. My only concern is that she didn't notice the cutest members of the family ie the mum and the toddler. lol ... (Okay, I'm too old to be cute ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8236457820743706349?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8236457820743706349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8236457820743706349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8236457820743706349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8236457820743706349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/cuties.html' title='Cuties'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2000486910052761974</id><published>2007-05-21T10:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:15:45.083+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Fitness'/><title type='text'>A Jog in the Park</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, I told dh that i&lt;em&gt;f&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to jog on Sunday morning , could he make breakfast for our kids etc. He said I always say the &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;word and that I wanna jog but never follow through. So this Sunday was the day that I had to prove to dh I indeed mean business. I left him to look after our toddler and he cooked 2 versions of fried rice, 1 not spicy for kids and 1 spicy for us while watching his fave Mawi concert DVD. I was sure glad to get out of the house when he turned on the volume at full blast.&lt;br /&gt;Kiddies decided to follow me for a jog too after their brekkie. Ds rode his scooter and dd jogged with me to the park down the road. This park was bigger than the usual park we frequent to and had heaps of things for kids to do including a skate park for ds to scooter around. It just happened that some of their schoolmates had made and decorated blocks of concrete with lovely fish patterns and these pillars were positioned at the park. They were very colourful and eye catching but too bad I didn't have my digicam with me to take pics. I think we stayed at the park for almost an hour before we headed back home following a different route. I also taught them about looking for landmarks to identify where we are and make it easier to make our way home.&lt;br /&gt;When we came back home , my toddler son was asleep and I asked dh how it felt like to be a stay at home dad and if he would not mind to do it again next weekend so I could jog again. He said &lt;em&gt;Boleehhh &lt;/em&gt;and continued relaxing and watching his golf cd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2000486910052761974?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2000486910052761974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2000486910052761974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2000486910052761974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2000486910052761974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/jog-in-park.html' title='A Jog in the Park'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-6259006530112545501</id><published>2007-05-14T11:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:10:42.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Lasagna and a Wedding</title><content type='html'>I was so totally immersed in other things for the past weeks/weekends that I forgot to fill up dear son's homework file and PASS IT UP Last Friday. Dh being the playdad that he is didn't remember either. A week ago, I was helping a friend shop for her wedding gifts and we also ended up celebrating her birthday on 3 consecutive days, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. On Saturday I bought a cake and halal pizza for her so that she (and dear son and dd) could blow candles. On Sunday, her housemates made a lil party for her. And on Monday, I returned her lasagna bake for dd with a full fledged &lt;em&gt;nasi lemak, sambal sotong and sambal udang&lt;/em&gt; (coconut flavoured rice and sambal).&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she offered to cook lasagna again for dd. At first I had declined to pick up the lasagna as dh and kids had plans but we decided to go to her flat in the evening to give her a lil wedding presie, ie a 40 piece set of corelle tableware that she always talked about getting but hadn't. We ended up eating lasagna again as she had baked like 4 trays of lasagna last night for some friends. It was like a &lt;em&gt;kenduri&lt;/em&gt; of sorts prelude to her departure back to M'sia this week for her upcoming wedding. Dd and I will sorely miss her lasagna.. I mean her .. but Dh I think will secretly be rejoicing so that he doesn't have to ferry us to and fro to my friend's house in the next coming weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-6259006530112545501?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/6259006530112545501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=6259006530112545501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6259006530112545501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/6259006530112545501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/4-lasagna-and-wedding.html' title='4 Lasagna and a Wedding'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-3010065512957230600</id><published>2007-05-13T09:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:49:54.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Southbank 2</title><content type='html'>I went to Southbank again for a pre mother's day lunch at my fave restaurant (coz everyday is mother's day). OMG, the handmade turkish ice cream are soo yummy.. very flavoursome and not too sweet as the mass produced ones. They had blackmulberry, pistachio, apricot flavour icecreams plus the usual fare of strawberry and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch , kiddies had a swim at the artificial beach. There was also a newly built pool section with an interesting mechanism pouring water on the ground .. I can't quite describe it ... Perhaps, I'll take a pic of it next time.&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the market and bought a multipurpose face/hand/feet polish from &lt;a href="http://www.houseofoils.com.au"&gt;www.houseofoils.com.au&lt;/a&gt; made of sugar from sugarcane sourced locally. I tried it at home and asked dh if my hands felt softer. He said yes that they were while eyes transfixed to the tv screen but noted that my hands has always been that way. Anyway, the lemon ironbark polish/exfoliant smelt divine and I tried it on my feet and they felt great too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-3010065512957230600?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/3010065512957230600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=3010065512957230600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3010065512957230600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/3010065512957230600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/day-out.html' title='Southbank 2'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7441191492620322593</id><published>2007-05-09T12:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:33:55.949+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal remote control</title><content type='html'>I have a unique lil remote control that understands my commands. When I say "switch on, switch on", he switches on the TV in my room and when I say "switch off/&lt;em&gt;tutup" &lt;/em&gt;, he switches off the TV for me. Okay, he has a mind of his own and switches the TV on and off whenever he likes too. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7441191492620322593?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7441191492620322593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7441191492620322593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7441191492620322593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7441191492620322593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-personal-remote-control.html' title='My personal remote control'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8039421303957698333</id><published>2007-05-04T09:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:28:18.771+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Regurgitation</title><content type='html'>I sent an email recently to the registrar of a potential school for my kids in M'sia to find out whether it is suitable for them . I asked her about &lt;em&gt;next year&lt;/em&gt; 's intake. She gave me the A to Z for &lt;em&gt;this year's&lt;/em&gt; intake. All in all she answered my straightforward informal questions with a formal letter cum email type piece. In other words she didn't answer my questions. This led me to a dejavu situation of my past school days to when exams question ask you one thing and students lacking the means and understanding regurgitate whatever they read in the text books remotely related to the subject. Can this regurgitation process really be passed on into the life after school days? Eww .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8039421303957698333?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8039421303957698333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8039421303957698333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8039421303957698333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8039421303957698333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/05/regurgitation.html' title='Regurgitation'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-7771526649404923261</id><published>2007-04-30T18:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:16:29.422+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Family Vacation</title><content type='html'>I met blogger &lt;a href="http://www.tasmiya.com"&gt;Tasmiya&lt;/a&gt; and her family on Sunday. She is such a sweetie and her sons are too cute! She was telling me about her vacation with her extended family of sixteen to Malaysia. I was like in awe that they could actually work out an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt; that suited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;taste buds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For my family , I mean for my dad , the perfect vacation would be going to the jungle, camping out and hunting deers whereas dh will be contented to bask in the sun at the beach all day. However, dh is rather an obliging person, the perfect son in law and my dad somehow convinced us to go to Taman Negara/The National Park a few years ago. So we went in 2 cars, my dad's 4wd rangerover and our beaten up proton. It was 4 hours drive from KL to Taman Negara. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;The resort at the national park was almost fully booked and there was only 1 chalet available. My dad did not want this to spoil his vacation so we all stayed in one big spacious chalet, my mum, dad , me , dh , and 2 small kids under 4. Luckily, my dad brought a tent along so dh camped outside in the verandah so there was somehow enough beds for us inside. Poor dh! He said he could hear all kinds of sounds coming from the jungle at night but I think he rather likes camping as he camped out in our aussie backyard once or twice with our 2 older kids.&lt;br /&gt;We had to wake up real early, ie before dawn the next day so that we could watch the deers from the lookout hut near the saltlake in the jungle nearby. My mum babysitted the kids who were asleep while dh, dad and I went out. My dad was sure to give us a pet talk us before hand on how to walk in the jungle as not to startle any wild animals/tigers if we met any. Easy for him to say. Thankfully, we didn't meet any wild animals but we did see some deers at the lookout with the aid of flashlights. Their eyes reflected the light and looked somewhat red. Since it was the national park , hunting was prohibited so those lucky deers were not afraid of hunters hunting them down. Even when the sound of the azan broke out via the loud speakers from a mosque nearby, they were unperturbed. This was one of the highlights of the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;We also took a boat trip up the river. I brought a life jacket for dd to wear and dh held baby son on his lap. (They just provided life jackets for adults). We saw some Malaysian tourists having fun in the river floating on rubber tyres downstream. There were also many Western tourists out and about. There were restaurants afloat on the river and also orang asli settlements. My dad said he could smell a tiger in the jungle nearby when we passed a certain section of the river. I hope he was kidding. Thankfully, we did not see a glimpse of any! They are really quite elusive animals .&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great family holiday and something new to experience !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-7771526649404923261?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/7771526649404923261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=7771526649404923261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7771526649404923261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/7771526649404923261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/04/perfect-family-vacation.html' title='The Perfect Family Vacation'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-8801218743936468622</id><published>2007-04-29T16:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:52:19.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Park</title><content type='html'>Some pics of the local park with glimpse of the local library. There were plenty of birds in the trees judging from the birdcalls I heard but I could not get a glimpse of them as they were well hidden in the foliage except for one who got a share of my nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3q7c_h9I/AAAAAAAAACM/tNSSBclqWlM/s1600-h/CIMG3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729492097238994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3q7c_h9I/AAAAAAAAACM/tNSSBclqWlM/s200/CIMG3462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3rLc_h-I/AAAAAAAAACU/cdiNvwYZ-XU/s1600-h/CIMG3472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729496392206306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3rLc_h-I/AAAAAAAAACU/cdiNvwYZ-XU/s200/CIMG3472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3rbc_h_I/AAAAAAAAACc/0ZtdY1N251A/s1600-h/CIMG3473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729500687173618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3rbc_h_I/AAAAAAAAACc/0ZtdY1N251A/s200/CIMG3473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-8801218743936468622?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/8801218743936468622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=8801218743936468622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8801218743936468622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/8801218743936468622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/04/local-park-library.html' title='Local Park'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQ3q7c_h9I/AAAAAAAAACM/tNSSBclqWlM/s72-c/CIMG3462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-2715327507663716754</id><published>2007-04-29T15:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:41:53.742+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Magpies Pics</title><content type='html'>Some pics of the birds. They are not as photogenic as the rainbow lorikeets but wow.. they have such a superb singing voice.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQyv7c_hzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/62gdCl-TGJE/s1600-h/CIMG3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058724080438445874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQyv7c_hzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/62gdCl-TGJE/s200/CIMG3446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second only to the Pied Butcherbird. I wanted to photograph a whole flock of birds but my toddler frustrated my efforts so these are the remnants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxM7c_hwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7aeeqdVMXIc/s1600-h/CIMG3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058722379631396610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxM7c_hwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7aeeqdVMXIc/s200/CIMG3442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxNbc_hxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J8ZFfBa8EZc/s1600-h/CIMG3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058722388221331218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxNbc_hxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J8ZFfBa8EZc/s200/CIMG3443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxNrc_hyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rQ62PUKZX4c/s1600-h/CIMG3444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058722392516298530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQxNrc_hyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rQ62PUKZX4c/s200/CIMG3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-2715327507663716754?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/2715327507663716754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=2715327507663716754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2715327507663716754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/2715327507663716754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/04/magpies-pics.html' title='Magpies Pics'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AcRHQaNvQDA/RjQyv7c_hzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/62gdCl-TGJE/s72-c/CIMG3446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36153085.post-4872484535716571550</id><published>2007-04-23T20:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:26:42.155+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework Reinterpreted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I 've getting more offers lately from dd and ds to tidy up their room. They even want to wash the dishes and help me cook! This is largely due to the reinterpretation of their homework sheet the past week. I have to sign on their homework sheet every time they help with the housework. I wish they had redefined homework a year ago so that I don't have to tidy up after my kids all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Physical activities such as jogging, walking , and swimming are also part of homework so that they are encouraged to spend less time in front of TV etc. Another reason for this is to reduce childhood obesity which is becoming more prevalent in society. The school always encourage parents to fill the kids lunchboxes with healthy food like fruit and yoghurt instead of sugary stuff like chocolate and sweets. My kids don't really have a problem with their weight (although my sons have good appetites ), as they do a lot of outside activities such as rollerblading and rockclimbing with their dad during the weekends. We're also encourage to read books together. All in all, homework is aimed at bonding the family and is not supposed to be stressful for either child or parent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36153085-4872484535716571550?l=minal-ard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/feeds/4872484535716571550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36153085&amp;postID=4872484535716571550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4872484535716571550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36153085/posts/default/4872484535716571550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minal-ard.blogspot.com/2007/04/homework-reinterpreted.html' title='Homework Reinterpreted'/><author><name>Earthmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15801847521415707956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
