Jelly Belly Jelly Bean Factory

Took a day off and plan for a trip to visit Jelly Belly Jelly Bean Factory on Friday. 7am in the morning, suddenly hubby jump up from bed... i was thinking what's wrong... something wrong out there?? hehe sometime MIL cooked too good alarm sound and that will be his reaction... hmm.. slowly open my eyes and put on my ears ... eeeee.. no alarm sound.. what's wrong??? quickly followed.. wow.. is my new DSLR arrived... just 2 hours before journey start.. God is wonderful. He knows your need and just send in at the right time.
Then my first question to hubby is how do you know is the camera? He answered:"I heard an American accent English!". Thumbs up for him. :) Another thing impressed me is what the deliverer said: "I purposely send in at this time cause i worry you might not be around at the afternoon" How does he knows no one will be at home on Friday? and indeed we are going out? For so many weeks we have never take off on Friday and everyday baby and PIL are at home..in AWE..... God is amazing!!!! He is above all things and He knows all things.. Thank you God.
Here is some pictures taken with the new camera :):) more to learn about shutter speed, aperture.. manual mode... and with more accessories to buy..

Blind

May the beautiful spirit lingers on....
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg. It had been a year since Susan, thirty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. Once a fiercely independent woman, Susan now felt condemned by this terrible twist of fate to become a powerless, helpless burden on everyonearound her. "How could this have happened to me?" she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth that her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit. Just getting through each day was an exercise in frustration and exhaustion.And all she had to cling to was her husband Mark. Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all of his heart. When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength and confidence she needed to become independent again. Mark's military background had trained him well to deal with sensitive situations, and yet he knew this was the most difficult battle he would ever face. Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself.

Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however, Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't working -it was hectic and costly. Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe. She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going? I feel like you're abandoning me." Mark's heart broke to hear these words, but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan that each morning and evening he would ride the bus with her, for as long as it took, until she got the hang of it. And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses, specifically her hearing, to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. He made her laugh, even on those not-so- good days when she would trip exiting the bus, or drop her briefcase. Each morning they made the journey together, and Mark would take a cab back to his office. Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. He believed in her, in the Susan he used to know before she'd lost her sight, who wasn't afraid of any challenge and who would never, ever quit.Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own. Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her bestfriend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love. She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan never felt better. She was doing it! She was going to work all by herself! On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you." Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year?Curious, she asked the driver,"Why do you say that you envy me?" The driver answered, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."

Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For, although she couldn't physically see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was lucky, so lucky, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe -- the gift of love that can
bringlight where there had been darkness.
"Love all, but trust a few."
-----William Shakespeare

RISK - Red Army vs Blue Army

After my hubby played the game in LB house. Everyday he asks me to go to Goodwill to see any luck to find one there. Anyway, we borrowed the board game from LB.
Husband and wife 1:1. I am the blue army... all other countries was conquered by hubby and left me with Australia Continent only.. poor me.. we protect our self with as many army we can at the border and let the war start :):) .. Ending? hmmm..... i just know my hubby is graceful to me so that i don't lost so badly...never made woman sad if you are a smart man muahahahahahaha.

Five Things You Don't Know About Me

Hehe :) Tagged by Yan Nee to continue the blog chain.. but i have a big problem before i write.. is there anyone else i know i can continue to tag??? :( help!!

1.) I don't drink soft drink as well :) Remembered my first friends' gathering... after 3 hours i still have half of the Sarsi in the can. muahahahaha

2) During my primary school time, I used to woke up at 530am and waited for school bus to go to school early so that i can complete my cleaning duty.. I was so nice that i will do all other people duty as i had so much time left since 6am i was at school :):) i cannot afford to take 2nd route of the school bus trip cause my house was far from school and next route can only reach school at 725am, no time to do duty then.

3.) Due to my house was far away from school, I always end up stay at my aunt's house where i can just cycle to school.. haha.. boys challenged me for bike competition.. you know proud never come with good ending.. booooom... bruises and scars everywhere..

4)My family moved to JB during my secondary time and I started working at Pasar malam by selling onions with RM100 salary when i was 13 years old. Then i changed my job to become a shop keeper after 1 month with RM300 salary and the job last me for 3 years until i end up selling fish at morning market and pasar malam for my dad with RM0 wages till i went to Uni. Hehe.. i have been supporting myself for all my secondary school fees with all the wages i have. I was thinking maybe my math was good because i had been involving with money calculation and weight calculation, but after few years in Uni i was too dependant on calculator.. my spontaneous calculation is even slower than my mum when i went back to help at the market :(.. shame... shame

5) My dad and I catched all the sparrow that fly into our house, put in plastic and bang them to death and cooked them with hot water and took off their feather and deep fried it.. Yummy..

haha.. this is fun... I hope you know more about me.. but definitely 5 is not enough :)

Attending Bayan Lepas Caregroup

Wake up at 6am to join Bayan Lepas caregroup for refreshment... But only chicken bones left... are we too late??.. nonono... they are just big eaters ... muahhahahahah.. Good to see all brothers and sisters are doing well. Time zone and distance is a problem.. no food left for me and hubby.. only can see and not even a taste....

Egg Noodles Soup Breakfast

Saturday morning breakfast... I made noodles and MIL cooked soup.. not bad huh.. send some to neighbour for breakfast as well, proud to say is all gone.
Original plan is making the thin layer of flat noodles and tear into pieces and cook in the soup, while the thin noodles is special request by FIL... he did not like the flat noodles... MIL said the pieces noodles was a favourite noodles by people in old time china.

Making A Poncho

Guess what? I just made a poncho for my girl. After much consideration on the cotton yarn. Finally i got the Lily Sugar 'n Creme Strawberry Ombre making a Square Granny Crochet pattern poncho... it basically joining all the square pattern together, need to crochet the square one by one.. total need 42 pieces of granny square. Cotton yarn in US is quite cheap, the poncho cost me $4.50 and denitely I will not get this price in Malaysia.. Next project? thinking of making a cover for my kitchenaid mixer :).

Getting Started

Found out from LB about this blog... after reading so many friends' story, get motivated to create one... but somehow mind is shaky... anyway, just do it, will see how far i can go. Hopefully not temporary only.. hehe

My 14 months old girl.. the precious one.