I don’t know about you but I have troubles fittings into boots. Me, because I’m bow legged so I find that I like one that is slighty bigger (to deemphasis the roller coasters from my knees)… but I LOVE wearing boots. SO you would imagine that I was like WAAAAAHHH when I saw what a Violet created. Just so COOL! Hmm and maybe instead of a bow I’d put like a key holder on one leg and a bottle holder on the right leg. THEN I can be totally hands free…

http://violetlebeaux.com/2010/07/boot-customization-tutorial-d/

You have to check it out…. ok, after I post a picture of myself….

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Its always really nice to have an outing all planned out for you and have all the planning stress taken out. It helps too when you have a bunch of like-minded people going along. It’s also a bonus when the outing is culture enhancing type activities. It’s super awesome when your whole family can enjoy.

KAPOW! You’ve just been hit with the BEST possible outing idea ever!! Hahaha. OK, I exaggerate alittle. The kids seemed bored at times but heck, they wouldn’t be kids otherwise… AND… I have come to realise that I’m not very cultured especially when it comes to art. OK, fine… I’m not too cultured either when it comes to music but I KNOW who ABBA is… but that’s thank so the movie Mamamia.

First we got to take the kids to an ART MUSEUM. How exciting (I thought)! Since my time in Australia I have to admit that I have never stepped into an art gallery so I was really excited about this. Missy A was excited because we were heading into the city which is always an adventure, and Missy C was excited because I gave her half a packet of Tiny Teddies to eat in the car ride up. WHEE!

We didn’t do the guided tour, which I would recommend if you want to learn more about Rupert himself and his paintings by hearing someone’s interpretation of his life. We were too early so we had to go do all the readings ourselves…which only lasted say… the first paintings. I TRIED. I really did. I tried to look at the paintings, and appreciate it but in the first room, I felt really somber and quiet and just felt like if I oooh and ahhhed, I’d get shhhhed. AGAIN… another uncomfortable “proper” moment that I just couldn’t sit still at.

Being an example to Missy A, I tried so so HARDto engage her into the paintings.It started with… Asking her how she felt, what she thought, and why, and the colours, the story behind the painting… and the rest was bla bla bla to me her. So they we went on a shallower path. OK, which one do you like? Which one is your favourite and why. Then it got worse Um, do you like what she’s wearing. and worse oooh look at the frame, would that look nice in our house with a mirror in it?

So yes, I tried.

Luckily as we stepped out there was an arts and crafts table where the kids could make their own postcards. I made mine and posted my thank yous to Nuffnang.

I received a Get well soon postcard form Missy A.

After a bite of lunch… it was off to ABBAWORLD!

YOU HAVE GOT TO GO SEE THIS. But before… I suggest that you first make a BET. Make a bet with whoever you go with that at the end of the interactive rollercoaster, the person with the most score buys dinner or whatever to your liking. BECAUSE… there was lots of cools things to do like

Karaoke…

Disco balls…dancing…

Quizes and even a stage show… Of yourself. Hehehe.. I got a video of this… and perhaps I might show it… if I was drunk… or someone highjacks my Mac and they upload it as an evil plot to embarrass me.

Then if you hadn’t had enough of ABBA, check out their costumes …

UP CLOSE!

Hmm.. I am now so super duperly inspired to Bedazzle up my polyester shower curtain and turn it into an ABBA outfit! Seriously… all that bling is from all the lycra and polyester that they were so super popular for. AWESOME! Hmm though such white see-through pants would be scary without any sheen for the bright lights to reflect off come to think about it. Wouldn’t quite have the same awesome Xfactor without them…

From the early early beginnings… you get that one bit closer to really knowing ABBA intimately.

What did I learn? A Eurovision WIN was the pinnacle point in ABBA’s career! See… so there’s nothing wrong with watching Eurovision! It ROCKS!

I don’t wanna grow up, I’m a Toys R’ Us kid. A million toys to choose from, that I can play with. From bikes to trikes and video games, its the biggest toy stor there is. GEE WIZ! I don’t wanna grow up, cuz baby if I did….I wouldn’t be a toys r’ us kid!

I haven’t been blogging much because…I have been growing up lately. I now drink coffee because I think its an adult thing to do. I indulge in cheese too because… its just an adult thing to do. Hehehe… ok not really but of late, I do feel like an oldie scouring wineries,I shop for homewares, having a latte in my hand, ordering caeser salad, and carrying hand cream in my handbag.

I’ve shocked everyone with my new do. Atleast my uncles anyway. He calls it the Aunty hair cut…. but others have liked… it??? Or atleast they have all been very polite.

Then I really felt like an Aunty remembering that this white dress WAS my mummy’s.

And now I dream of my next house. It will have a name. YES my house will have its own name.

I’ve been wearing this T-shirt dress for 5 years now. AND it was only TODAY, when taking this outfit post that I realised that the print on it is a…

…ZEBRA! How cool. Allthis while I actually thought that it was a flower! #FAIL. I don’t know how this proves that I am an adult but I thought I’d share an outfit.

I have been dressing like I am going to work…

Or atleast think that its work anyway…

I am probaly spreading myself too thin, and my older bro has just told me that I should do a few things, and DO THEM GOOD, instead of trying to do everything.

I am a stay at home mum at the moment, and looking at options to… well, contribute to the home loan, or atleast some how contribute to my ‘buying more clothes’ fund.

So the past couple of weeks I’ve been looking to buy an acting business…. which did not work out because we couldn’t see the financial figures of the business, and well, I’d like to think that when you’re going to invest a huge chunk of buckeroosss, and sell half your soul, looking at the business financials is um… ESSENTIAL!

Anyway then I looked at starting an art school. I has a friend friend in M’sia who had an art school, and have been looking to have a good chats with her to see what the possibility for that to happen here. OI! I’m coming down to M’sia for 4 days (??) for “training” so yeh… should meets up yah?? You know who you are ….

But you see that will take alot of my time, and well, there’s a chunky investment there too, setting up a studio, and blah blah when it comes to dealing with kids… so this is still working progress on its viability.

I have another thing I am looking at and slowly starting to build which I may reveal later on. Need to concerntrate and getting that going bfore telling everyone, else, I fall on my ass and everyone knows! Like I care but yeh… just being careful here.

THEN there’s this OTHER thing I am doing… just for fun and see what that can take me. Missy A’s school is having a ‘Mother’s day” fair thing, and I was asked by one of the other parents to set up a table to sell stuff. ARGH if only these people would like me clothes! (NO. bad idea) And then I came up with this…

http://abcdiy.wordpress.com/

Have a look around, and let me know what you thinks.

Each week, I will try to come up with a new idea/pack… that is economical for everyone. BEST of all, its all recyclable!! AND BEST BEST OF ALL… I can do it all at home while Missy C and Oscar chews on my ankles…. g..r…e…a…t….

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I don’t know about you guys but I can get really addicted to watching The Biggest Loser. NO, I’m not saddistic and a meanie where I sit, watch and laugh. No, I love it how it really transforms and inspires LIFE. YES I cry almost every week to see the determination these guys have and OH to really see the END transformation, not only their physical but also they all just seem so much more happier. ALSO the other reason why I actually watch The Biggest Loser is OH the food! The good AND the bad. Seriously… I had no idea that milkshakes are acutally sitting on the bad side because it was offered as a temptation. (You should have looked at the disappointment and dismay I had in my eyes to hear that… I love thickshakes.) Anyway, I don’t have to lose weight, but I really enjoy watching and learning all the foods you can have and then trying to incorporate that into our house menu.

Seriously, you don’t have to be FAT to eat healthy, and eating healthy food doesn’t mean you want to lose weight. (AH HAH! I got you thinking eh???)

So my little family. They’re not fat. Seriously, I think if anything Missy A needs some fattening up, but that doesn’t mean I shovel her junk food. AND that all goes for little Oscar. Yes, my new addition to the family.

Thanks to the guys at Nuffnang and Pedigree, I got to seriously road test my whole The Biggest Loser healthy eating thinking…

Pedigree has a new product, Pedigree Light & Mature Dogfood and formulated for less active chubba and older dogs. Oscar Boscar is not actually fat… or mature but I want him to be healthy so I’m giving him a go with Pedigree Light & Mature Dogfood. A fat fat dog is cute but reality is that it is really unhealthy. HAH!…and did you know that not only a percentage of us Aussies are over weight but 40% of our dogs are too! (Hmm wonder whether they considered that when they did the stats to point out that Australians are a fat country).

Anyway I really wished I had this for my late Faith. My last dog. She was fat, and well, very very old, and it was just her time to go. As she got older, she got fatter because she got arthritis and (join the dots) was …well… less active…and hence… fatter. ANYWAY so yeh this Pedigree Dogfood would have been perfect coz it is also formulated with 30% less fat and also has added glucosamine for doggy joints.

OOh and we just got back from doggy school, and DID you know that a dog’s sense thingie rates like this:

Smell, sound, sight and then TASTE!

So when Oscar, and any other dog approaches food, it first has to 1) SMELL good… then they assess the 2) texture and lastly only think about the taste.

…sniff…sniff… (HAH! i wonder how he even sees anything, so lucky he has a nose…)

…munch…munch…

OOh, also did ya know that Pedigree have partnered up with The Biggest Loser, and has all these doggy slim down tips hehehe, fancy that!

Ergh, Oscar just did a poop in my living room. Hmm wonder if Pedigree can come up with food that is formulated so that dogs don’t poop…. THAT would be even more awesome.

During my Singapore trip, for the Nuffnang Awards, I got to indulge in a massage as well as a Fish Spa. “SAY WHAT? You say??”. No, it is not a spa for fish, but really its a spa WITH fish! After reading Kenny Sia’s review AGES and AGES ago, I’ve been wanting to try. EKKkk… all the excitement and scariness all at the same time…. “What if I get like fungus growth from someone else who dipped their grotty feet in before I did?”

Apparently, its all good because of some UV treatment they do with the filter that is used and the water is supposedly treated daily… ladida. My feet are fine now, so I guess, it’s not as scary in that way.

I was smiling and excited in the beginning and well, in the first 3 minutes… I was crying. It really felt WEIRD. BUT…After the initial start and getting the idea that these were little fishies chewing away at your dead cells out of my head, it actually felt relaxing like a … bubble bath. So good that Dave and I went back for seconds.

Oh, if only they eat hairs too! EAT away!! hehehe. I thought that it might be cool if we had like a mini tank of these fishies at our house so what in the evening when Dave got back from work, we could relax and ‘feed’ our fish friends while we watched tv or something. But then… what if we were watching a movie, and by the end of the movie, we pull out our legs and all we’re left with are two little stumps. eehhh…..

ANYWAY, here’s a little peek as to how SUPER SKM really is. She’s got balls of FABULOUS steel, unlike Krupps… who squeeled like a little girl who’s DS had been taken away from. Love Love!

Ok, so Monday. During the day we did heaps of shopping. Singapore is known for its good food and awesome shopping. So SHOP I must. “Dave, I HAVE to shop, otherwise, I wouldn’t be truely experiencing UNIQUELY Singapore!” *wink*

I”ll post up my shopping loot in another post because as you have read the Title of this post, its all about the PAAARRTAAAY. Monday night is a sleepy night for Australia, but Singapore being such a hub for tourism, EVERY night is a party night, and THAT night was no disappointment. Actually, I didn’t really meet any real locals other than the bartenders Rain and Diet and ofcoarse the club Bouncer!

CLUB TIP 1: Be nice to the bouncer because first, you want to get in without any troubles, and make sure your friends are also taken care of AND also at the end of the night, INCASE you are off your face, they may not eject you but instead they may help take care of you, like get you free bottles of water i.e if your friends all ditch you. (THANK YOU HowyD for getting me water!)

My up-side down pic from the hotel lobby at the START of the night.

And the night kicked off again at Clinic. Ok, I’ll be honest. The night started IN the hotel room… by about 4 shots and a beer. *wink*

CLUB TIP 2: If you’re a tight ass like us and you are traveling by cab to your club destination, why start the night only when you arrive. Make sure however that the first drink you order at the club is WATER… You’ll last longer. THIS I learned the hard way… from this night.

Somehow, after Clinic, I stumbled into this bar/club. There was a stage and someone performing, and at the time this photo was taken… I wasn’t quite listening, other than some bird in my ear saying “HEY, you should dance on stage!” This in fact was naughty naughty ChocolateSuZe taking advantage of my alcovulnerability. Luckily it only sounded 80% tempting. Otherwise I may have acted on that prompt… and then… GAME OVER.

So the night went on from there. I paid for one round of drinks, and then the rest… um I’m not too sure (I’m absolutely terrified to receive the credit card bill)

CLUB TIP 3: NEVER bring your credit card. At most, withdraw money that is within your limit, and if you’ve spent it, that’s it… then atleast you know how much you’ve spent … or lost…

CLUB TIP 4: GET TO KNOW YOUR BAR TENDERS! Make it out as though you’re best of buddies and that you guys go WAYYY back. If you have cleavage. GOod for you, but for those like me… um.. use your… charm?? hahaha… I dunno. For me, i just smile lots and the first round you buy, make sure you buy the bartender a drink too, and whisper to them… “I’m really sorry if I get annoying, but can you make a promise??” IF they say, “Uh… ok… yeh sure… what?” Then you flash them a smile… and say ” You have to promise that you’ll take care of me and my friends tonight k?”. THEN make them pinky promise. (Pinky Promises are NEVER broken).Then you should be set for the night. *wink* WINK to them alot, to remind them of your little secret, and well, if your face fails pucker your lips, place your finger over your lips and go “sssshhhhhh”.

Don’t be sluuty about it though. NOT GOOD. Be happy fun, and bubbly about it. They’ll understand it, without expecting any sexual favours after. MUAHAHAHA… Helen… you AAALLLMOOST disappeared from this pic! But no. I GOT ya! Much love.

Those guys up the back are from Ireland. (I think) I think they were like the Hamish and Andy of Ireland. Or something.

CLUB TIP 5: Don’t make any SERIOUS talk. Otherwise you may just disclose info that you didn’t intend to. Stick to lalalalala shallow crap. Its safer. FOR me… I just talk. I have nothing to hide, so no topic to me is off limits whether I am drunk or not. I’m open to whatever and if you have to ask me anything, my answer would be the same drunk or sober. What you see is what you get eh??

CLUB TIP 6: Make friends with EVERYONE. WHY be selective? Party with more the merrier. ALSO if you bump into people acidentally, be honestly sorry. Actually, be slightly OVERLY sorry. People can get numb at clubs and some take a BUMP as a threat, so if you knock em about clasp your hands together, raise the eyebrows, bow your head and apologise profusely…. then scoot. Next time, then maybe you can use it as an excuse to ‘talk’ to them. Like…” OMG, i’m so sorry for bumping into you before…  I hope you’re ok. You having fun??”  AND BE SINCERE about it. Actually, be sincere to everyone. Sincerity has a tendency to open up for being approachable, and well, that way, you can meet and make more friends.

URGH!

CLUB TIP 7: Be warned that if you mix and take pics of good looking people, you’ll be bad. hahaha… I must have been so bad that this poor girl had to help me hold up my arm to take this pic! hehehe… Thank you sexy lady!

CLUB TIP8??: ZOMG, how good looking are these fellas?? Wear a wedding ring so that people don’t misread your intentions. Some people find that there’s a fine line between flirting and being friendly. Either that of just blame the alcohol. Sorry… can’t help you there. I was once told by one of the rappers from a Melbourne hip hop group  (can’t remember their name) that I have friendly eyes… so THANK GOD for my friendly eyes, otherwise I think everyone would think that I’ve been coming on to them. Dudes, I’m just here to PPAARRTAY and have a good time, not here for a shag. That’s what my hubby is here for eh??

OK NEXT – Lastly…

CLUB TIP 9?: Make sure you partay with good friends around you. Because at the end of the day when you’re puking its the company you’re with is what counts. ALSO it is always handy to take pics so that if you forgot what you did you can remember thw night archive it in your memories.

Stay tuned for some Famous Blogger facts from Mr.Gadget, SKM, Michael, Suze, Helen, Howdy, Violet and more!

Love love!

MUAHAHAHA… ok so you’ve probably read many blogs on how the NNAwards went… and so here is my version. *wink*

You can definitely say that I was there to really party it up. Seriously, what mum wouldn’t when you’ve been shipped off for 5 days without your little totters chewing on your ankles and them gnawing on your ears asking ” I’m bored…What can I do now?”. I decided that I was really going to take this opportunity to kick up my feet, relax… and most of all… ENJOY.

Firstly, before I move on to the pics I have to warn you some of them were quite blurry… and well… as you read on, you’ll know why *wink* hehehe.

Ok, if you are intending to go interstate, or overseas by plane for a week, I suggest that you pack your car and park at LONG TERM parking at the Melbourne Airport. It only costs $69 for a week, but definitely check out their prices because it works out WAY cheaper than taking a cab there and back.

YES I took a photo so that we knew where we parked after our trip, just incase I killed all my brain cells partying too hard.

Thursday night we arrived. Thursday night, we ate. Frogs legs to be exact. Sorry not food pics. I was WAY to hungry that I just wanted to gobble up frog legs and ginger congee. Frogs legs are a bit like fish meets chicken.  (Hehehe… sorry I’m no food blogger)

We were nicely put up at Ritz Carlton Hotel (Thank you TIM and MING!), and after an ok sleep, morning came and we were on a hunt for Bak Kut Teh for breakfast… Chinese STYLE! YUMO!

Dave made an interesting observation. Asians LOVE meat off the bone, while other people like the chunky bits. MEAT OFF the bone for me thanks! Hmm… I so need to have some Bak Ku Teh now…

Liver and kidney… yummm…..

Then it was off to Mustafa for abit of retail therapy. This is a 24hr store that sold EVERYTHING. From food, to shoes, accessories, sunnies and ofcoarse…

…golden elephants.

Then it was back to the hotel for a little rest and to doll up for the BIG NUFFNANG AWARDS.

This is us having a drink at the hotel before we were nicely escorted by Ester; a  Singapore Nuffy.

Time to get jiggy with it and scoot.

All the formalities were kinda making me itchy. Seriously, I am too much of a monkey to sit still…

…as you can see…

Early pics with the Aussie Bloggers. Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi! Oi! Oi! If you were there on the night, you probably heard some crazy girl squeeling every time an Oz blog came up on the videos. That would be me. If you’ve seen a video stream of the night itself during the presso with the nominated bloggers, if you listen carefully… you’ll here a squeel… yes THAT WAS ME.

Now, you see as the night went on, I had more vodka shots. The more vodka shots… my vision was a little more like this…

Hotties!

That’s right… I even did it with the Malaysian bloggers, and Mr. Kruppy. I HEART you guys!

I got to sit on the VIP table with deary Auds, and being RIGHT in front of the stage, I reckon that Alan Wu was digging the crazy girl on the front table because everytime he said “Drum roll please…”, I felt like he eyeballed me like it was my cue to go nutters banging on my table!

WOOT WOOT… Alan, you need a co-host for Amazing Race!! Pick mE!

Um… a few more vodka shots…  but still standing here with the Aussie food bloggers…or atleast trying to take a picture of them anyway…

And lastly, the Entire Nuffnang Team.

This is just ONE part of many to come on the 2009 Nuffnang Awards. I really should head off to bed to prep up for more house moving tomz morning.

Love love, and check in again for the next post on how I managed to continue partying, rolled out of bed, schlepped the Uniquely Singapore Tour, and then party up more.

Also, I’ll have the “goss” interesting facts on the each of the Aussie Bloggers, in posts to come. Afterall, not only are they all super bloggers, but they are all human, and VERY REAL.

Around me, there are actually very few people whom I find who really … understand me. (Does that make sense?)

Lets try that again… I…. I got pregnant when I was 22. Not exactly young, but definitely … not old. And getting married at 22 is in this generation… was, is young. Even til now, out of all my closer high school friends, I remain the only married… MUM. The others are all busy chasing their careers. Nothing I am jealous of, but it is all … certainly very different. Where I am in life, is very different from theirs, and in that sense, for a couple of years, I felt ostracized and felt…different and was never able to relate. Vice versa too.

Bla…I really don’t know where I’m taking this. So to the point, I dig Super Kawaii Mama, and she has summed up how I’ve been feeling. Well not really feeling but after my recent Where’s Grace Post …SKM’s post was the perfect …reasoning to the why I was feeling that way. When I read that post, I had this lump in my throat and I teared up because it just made  sense to me, and lifted my spirits.

Thank you SKM.

Sup peoples! Lol… I feel all young and in with the GENERATION, as I NOW have a twitter account!

So … hopefully for each blow by blow when I go into labour, and if you’d like to know how or what I am doing… Come follow my on twitter! I tweet mainly from my IpHONE… so yeh…

Sorry, I’m not sure how to incorporate a button to make it automatically make you follow me but just search for me…

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