Bedtime stories

I feel so old now.. i can see fine lines running accross my lower eye lids and im alway tired! Hubster commented yesterday about how early i go to bed.. like last night. he was watching tv in our room. he was sitting on the floor and i was sprawled across the bed talking to him. I was getting really sleepy, he was telling me how bored he gets late at night coz he has nobody to talk to. So i felt really guilty coz the night before he made himself a burger at 130am coz he was hungry and his wife was sound sleep- by 10pm! I felt so bad so i told him- ok! im gonna stay up with u tonight n teman u watch the game! he was going all- 'eleh podah lah u'. then he turned around to face me n i was already sound asleep. can u believe it. 1minute and i was gone. Its like magic really.

I probly should move my sleeping time to a lil later. but hey- i gotta be up real early. And its always me who's up 1st n its always me pushing for him to get up. If it wasnt for me, i bet he'd be late for work like everyday. So if i sleep late, itll be bad for both of us!! and those lines aint goin away with inadequate sleep y'all! i think HE should sleep earlier!! that way i wont feel guilty- ANDDD!! no more wrinkles!?! win win situation eyh!! okayy- its a janna win situation but thrs nothing wrong with giving in once in a while eyh!?

The Professional Packer

Every morning, i would wake up early, turn on the hot jug then step in the shower. once im done, i would wake hubster up n he would start his morning routine with his mug of coffee. sometime last week, we slept over at my mom's. after i had gotten up and got ready, i woke him up and proceeded to pack up our things. He had previously left 3 pairs of work pants there and had been looking for them. Being a diligent wife, i packed em all up into our overnight bag. I also packed his dirty laundry. and all of our toiletteries. As i was heading out, a very sleep hubster handed over the pants he wore to work yesterday for me to take home as well. I packed evrything into the car, and left for work- late. the traffic on the ldp was understandably heavy as it always is at that time of the morning. As i reached kj- the heart of the horrible jam, my phone rang.

Hubster- hi yang! hows traffic?

diligent wonderful wife- bad as always. u dah siap?

hubster- erm belum...yang... where are my pants?

diligent wonderful wife- ur pants?? u gave them to me to pack.

hubster- no no.. my grey pants?

diligent wonderful wife- hah??? msti la i x tau.

hubster- the ones i left here....??

diligent wonderful wife- oh i have them... with me... in kj...

hubster- what about the ones i wore ysterday?

diligent wonderful wife- u gave them to me to pack this morning remember? along with ur jeans...

hubster and diligent wonderful wife- oh uh....

so it turned out all of his clothes were in d car w me... n he had nothing to wear to work. tp still nk sweet kot. he told me to go straight to work n that he'll find somthing else to wear. but seriously- anything of my brothers will be too small for him n my dads pants are far to big for him. the only thing i left him were a couple pairs of boxers n a tshirt.

so, diligent wonderful wife turned around n got caught in the jam 2 more times!! wonderful?!? i think so!! me ok- NOT the jam. this happened a couple times more coz i have a phobia of leaving things behind. so now, before i pack, ill lay out his clothes from top to bottom so i dont leave him out cold :) but really, he should thank his lucky stars he has a personal packer tau. id kill for one...

3 weeks going on forever :)

Prior to getting married, i mentally prepared myself for our life after the wedding. I tried to psyche myself up with the joy and pleasure of actually being married, of not having to be sent home after watching a late night movie, of not having my dad call me evry 5 mins if im out past 1030!- then i would feel down when i think of having to mop floors and do the laundry. I love to cook! love love love! but give me a mop and ill pretend to go into a coma. Ask me to fold clothes and its like ur talking to a wall! and id rather walk around wearing an ugly top if kak wani isnt around to iron a pretty one. ironing gives me rash.

but being married brings with it a truckload of responsibilities. in the 3 weeks that we have been married, i have quite enjoyed my quiet time folding clothes while scolding the kardashians out loud for being rude to their mom. and i have learnt to turn on the hot jug as soon as im up coz my husband needs coffee first thing in the morning- and i have learned how to make coffee :) at least i think i have.

Being married means 2 heads in everything. We have our fare share of head butts where i think my way of washing dishes is better then his. n he tells me i should let him run the washing machine coz my way of dumping everything in is just ridiculous. i tell him well y not go the whole 9 yards n hang n fold them while ur at it! my point is- being married is not simply moving in togather. there is so much to consider and so much to tolerate. i guess it would be different if we were staying with our parents. being on our own allows us to make a whole set of desicions togather- and its not always easy.

i have enjoyed being married tremendously. i especially love going to the market and going grocery shopping with hubster. we even made a weekly meal plan and shopped according to the list. but of course i went overboard and we didnt really stick to the plan. well we did- for a day :)

Were going on our first short trip tomorrow and i cannot wait. Hopefully we wont forget the camera coz i dont know where it is- he tidies up and puts things away and most times i cannot find them. so hubster- if ur reading this, do not forget the camera.

Its officiall!!

And so it begins!!! my new role as a wife has been signed sealed delivered!! im officially a wife!! n it feels great!! The wedding is finally over!! i can eat again!! n sleep peacefully!! n not have emotional outbursts over stupid things like ribbon textures!! before the wedding i could hardly eat a thing! i was hungry all the time but the thought of putting food in my mouth made me nauseous. now im back to my old self of waking up at 4am with a craving for grilled cheese sandwich. but ive improved a fair bit coz yesterday i was up at 4am dreaming of stir fried veggies- chinese style. healthy?? i think so!!!

So lets talk wedding!! The day before the wedding, my bestfriend ayun slept over to assist me in EVERY way she could. That girl truly went out of her way to make my life easier in every sense of the word! she was with me from morning to chauffeur me around town to pick up cakes n chocs n cupcakes n such. then at night she slept with me (on the floor mind u) coz my bed was all made up for the wedding. she even went ahead to the hotel after the reception to send all my luggage and handbag so i wont have to carry a thing when i left for the hotel that night. SHE DID EVERYTHING!! im soooooo thankful to her n ALL my girlfriends for going out of their way to help me out. i luff u guys sooooo much!!!!

We had the akad nikah and reception on the same day so it was rather tiring. We went to the hall early morning as my make up sesh began at 8am. It was only after we arrived that i realised i had left my tudung at home. thank god for siblings!! i had my brother pick it up for me. oh btw- i had my nikah at the same hall we had our reception, dewan perdana felda. i was nervous as hell!! wen the rombongan arrived i was peeping thru the curtains upstairs to catch a glimpse of the rombongan- nearly falling off the chair in the process.

I went a bit bridezilla in those last few moments tho. my mom called me to ask my dulang girls to come down now now now!! that was how she sed it. with the urgency of someone shouting fire fire fire!!! so i naturally panicked n asked them to line up n well... i sorta shouted a wee bit... im sorry korg... but i promise i still love u all to death!!

then since my dad was performing the nikah, i had to formally annouce that i allow him to marry me off. ive seen this done at my cousins wedding and in wedding videos and it always leaves me in tears. now here i am, telling the man who raised me that i allow him to give me away. it was heartwrenching! papa, being the impatient man that he is, kept asking me to say it n thot i was having trouble remembering what to say. i was choking back tears and words just seemed to escape me! i finally managed to sputter my consent after much dabbing of the tissue :)

we were married in one breath of the lafaz nikah!! it was beautiful!! bt it was funny when he tried to kiss my forehead, he sorta grabbed my head like a ball with his giant hands and pulled me close, everybody laughed. it was a lighthearted moment we'll cherish forever.

Theres so much to write about!! ill write more about the reception when i have the time ok!!