Baking for Christmas

This year I am not going to make cards. Instead, I bake cookies. Mom and Sis had a baking lesson for Stained Glass Cookies, it's a cookie with candy in the center and can be eaten or hung as decoration. I made her to teach me and taddaaa!!!


See...that's some ginger man with hearts. I actually made quite a lot of these, like in heart, star and Christmas tree's shapes.

P.S. Making the first batch of cookies was really painful. Got my arm burned by the hot tray

Christmas Present

So I had been shopping a lot lately…with my family. I called it family dating. We went to Isetan for cosmetic and cleansers. And Yay! finally made mummy bought a bright red lipstick for herself.

I decided that its time to buy him a Christmas present. Since he wasn’t a heavy scented person, I tried to look for a young, fresh and light perfume. We stopped at L’Occitane and I found it. Mummy and Sis taught the perfume was mine. Then the lady ran out of small packaging, she put everything in a big box instead.

We walked away from the shop when I start mumbling…

“Don’t they give those small green bags”…pointing at the display.

“Those are present bags, Wait!...yours a present?. You should have said earlier” sis replied.

So we walked back to the shop and had it repackaged. I was really glad. I hope he likes it, speaking to myself. And once again we walked away heading to the cash coupon redemption counter and sis started asking…

“Who’s present is that?”

“Of course it’s for a girl” Mom replied.

“No…its a guys present”

“Ohh…then it must be Anson’s” Looking at me with a smile.

I was surprised, I am truly happy that my mom saw that. I just smiled and kept silence.

What a drama

It seems like I am no match for my little nephew. That’s what my childish mind keeps telling me. They are installing CCTV in the house for the little boy. Of course I have no comment about that, and I am glad that they can watch little boy from office and making sure he is safe with the maid. But it went horribly wrong when I realized they installed the monitoring station in my room.
I mean “WHAT THE HELL!” As I entered my room, I saw my precious olive wall hacked and fugly cement lazily set in to conceal the cables (and I meant CABLES…there were more than 10, usually 16 channels). Everything was dusty including all the clothes that I hang on the rack. My blood pressure rose instantly and mind filled with all questions ready to fire at mom. “Ma…What are those cable doing in my room?!”

“Oh...those are cable for the CCTV” she replied. She was sitting on the couch watching TV in the sleeping Buddha position, obviously wasn’t paying attention to my question. I mean…How I can not be mad. I went to bath and try to chill abit before talking to her again. Then I ask her for a mini meeting. Ma…I need a moment with you. And she commented the way I spoke to her was rude. Therefore I repeated, “Ma…Can I have a moment with you, please”.

It went quite well after that. She agreed to remove the cable and install at a better place. I just have to make sense with her that my room was not suitable and the old computer couldn’t support the CCTV. I had previously helped my client to install CCTV at his bungalow (part of Interior’s job). We all knew CCTV’s station are noisy and shouldn’t be kept in bedroom. That stupid sales person must have lied or failed to warn my mom.

P.S. I have great plans for my room. New wall color, new table and new cupboard. So please don’t mess it will cables and ugly hacking :)