♥ This is a weekly post on the many mini encounters I experienced for the past week. It may be blessings, or at times, applying the singular adjective. Though maybe insignificant, yet they are capable of staging some vibrancy to this kitty's life. Counting my blessings every day ♥ ♥ ♥.
MY VERY USEFUL BOX
I have been yearning for a make-up tool box for quite sometime, but at the same time was not keen in hunting for one due to the obvious financial reason. In fact, nowadays everything under my want list are shifted to the back of my mind WTF. The other reason is when its a want, I have strict criteria on its features and designs. Duh, FYI, the "it" refers to goods as in products, and not on human, ya. So, everything falls onto faith, WTF!, I sounded like an innocent girl waiting for her prince charming to appear and sweeps her feet away on a white stallion.
And so, during the holidays, WHAT COINCIDENT! My prince charming.... er wait!,.... its FAITH brought us together! Between the peach, blue and pink, I chose the obvious. Duh, again FYI, I have no preference of colours, just as long as it looks nice and I feel comfortable with. The other obvious decision criteria was the transparent casing, which looks simple and practical for finding smaller sized stuff.
|He found me and made me happy ♥ ♥ ♥|
My sinful Penang Fried Kueh Teow from Bornion, Luyang
Yummeeeeee! I do not usually take supper 'coz its my enemy. It upsets my usual routine on managing this slender physique. Though I have shed off some kilos, there are still some stubborn ones which had stayed put since post pregnancy. If only they would leave and I will be at peace. Nonetheless, when cravings set in, all rational thoughts are thrown out of the window. I'm happier to see some bonding time with my family. It may be sinful to me, but a worthwhile sacrifice just seeing the vkitty family members wearing their smiles.
Aiyer!!??.......... why so messy? That's the view of my kitchen counter top. Who did this mess? It was Cheeky, my eldest son. This was my first encounter of him preparing his own drinking bottle. Both Beary and myself did not know about this until he showed us of himself drinking from his bottle and briefly felt proud when mentioned. Awwww, my son is growing up, being independent. Still need to refine your motor skill, my luv.
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