I have finally finish writing all my invitation cards. Now I am waiting to meet my friends and hand deliver to them. I meet my friends very often especially near Christmas, I dun have to bother the postman.
If my hubby has not called and said that he is getting the invitations cards from me tomorrow, I guess I will still sit on my wedding cards. He said that some of his friends need our wedding cards to take leave. One of his friend job require him to travel a lot and he need our invitation cards to tell his boss that he cannot travel around that time. This is the first time I heard of such reasons.
My hubby called me today and said that by this week we must get our bed. I told him that I got another facial session this Saturday and he said that we will have to shop for our bed during the weekdays. I guess my mother in-law is pressurizing him.
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Another Story: A girl in love asked her boyfriend...
Girl (g): Tell me... who do you love most in this world?
Boy (b): You, of course!
(g): In your heart, what am I to you?
(b): The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,
"You are my rib."
In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve.
Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life; you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart.
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a long while.
However, the youthful couple, due to busy schedule of modern life, the never-ending worries of daily problems, began to drift apart and their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other.
The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house.
At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"
The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while.
He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back.
With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.
Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go...? she continued, "It is less painful this way... let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners..."
Five years have since gone by.
He had never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly.
She had left the country and back.
She had married a foreigner and divorced.
He felt anguished that she never waited for him.
In one dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart.
He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day, they finally met.
At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good-byes.
He was going away on a business trip.
She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them.
She smiled at him gently.
(b): How are you?
(g): I'm fine. How about you... Have you found your missing rib?
(b): No.
(g): I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
(b): I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back... You
know my number... Nothing has changed.
With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.. Good-bye.
Is it forever not meeting each other again?
One week later, he heard of her death.
She had perished in New York.
In the event that shocked the world.
Midnight.
Once again, he lit his cigarette.
And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart.. He finally knew, she was his missing rib that he had carelessly broken.
Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury.
Most often than not, the outcome(s) could be disastrous and detrimental.
We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones.
And even though we know that we ought to "think twice act wise", it's often easier said than done.
Things happen day by day, which are beyond our control.
Especially at this moment of the century when the most undesirable event is happening at the other end of the world.
Let us treasure every moment of our lives and everyone in our lives.
"Tomorrow never comes; give and take what you have today"
Boy (b): You, of course!
(g): In your heart, what am I to you?
(b): The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said,
"You are my rib."
In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve.
Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life; you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart.
After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a long while.
However, the youthful couple, due to busy schedule of modern life, the never-ending worries of daily problems, began to drift apart and their life became mundane.
All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other.
The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house.
At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"
The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while.
He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back.
With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.
Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go...? she continued, "It is less painful this way... let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners..."
Five years have since gone by.
He had never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly.
She had left the country and back.
She had married a foreigner and divorced.
He felt anguished that she never waited for him.
In one dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart.
He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day, they finally met.
At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good-byes.
He was going away on a business trip.
She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them.
She smiled at him gently.
(b): How are you?
(g): I'm fine. How about you... Have you found your missing rib?
(b): No.
(g): I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
(b): I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back... You
know my number... Nothing has changed.
With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.. Good-bye.
Is it forever not meeting each other again?
One week later, he heard of her death.
She had perished in New York.
In the event that shocked the world.
Midnight.
Once again, he lit his cigarette.
And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart.. He finally knew, she was his missing rib that he had carelessly broken.
Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury.
Most often than not, the outcome(s) could be disastrous and detrimental.
We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones.
And even though we know that we ought to "think twice act wise", it's often easier said than done.
Things happen day by day, which are beyond our control.
Especially at this moment of the century when the most undesirable event is happening at the other end of the world.
Let us treasure every moment of our lives and everyone in our lives.
"Tomorrow never comes; give and take what you have today"
I am a lazy bride
It is pouring outside now. My mum is complaining that since both of us were free, why dun we go and shop for our bed. I gave her the reason because it is raining outside.
I know that we are suppose to shop for our bed but I hate nagging at my hubby. I knew that he is very lazy to do it too.
By the way, I am suppose to write the rest of my invitation cards and wrapped my christmas presents, but I choose to sit infront of the computer and surf blogs on Blog Explosion.
I am a lazy bride.
I know that we are suppose to shop for our bed but I hate nagging at my hubby. I knew that he is very lazy to do it too.
By the way, I am suppose to write the rest of my invitation cards and wrapped my christmas presents, but I choose to sit infront of the computer and surf blogs on Blog Explosion.
I am a lazy bride.
Invitation cards
I just went to the restaurant to collect my invitation cards. I do it during the office lunch time and when I came back, everybody is asking about it. So on the spot, I wrote their names on the invitation cards and give each one of them one.
Meeting with my evening gown designer
I went to see my evening gown designer yesterday. Our appointment was 5:30pm.
Before I actually reached there, I remind my hubby of the appointment. He called me later and told me that he has got a meeting at 5pm. I was so disappointed but I hide it anyway. He said he will tried to rush down.
By 5:30pm, my hubby was still not around. I decided to see my designer alone. I walked up to his shop and there was around three customers in his tiny shop. There was almost no space for me to walk in. I open the door and it seems that my designer was surprise to see me. He asked me if he was suppose to show me anything. I told him that I was suppose to confirm the design of my evening gown. He looked around and asked if I can give him another half an hour. I happily agreed hoping that my hubby will turn up half an hour later.
While waiting for my hubby arrival, my hubby actually called me half an hour later. He was an hour late for the appointment. We went back to my designer shop at around 7:15, this time there were four customers inside. I managed to squeeze myself inside the shop. My designer assistance was not in too. By the time my designer has finish with one of the customer, he quickly attended to me first. We have a nice short 5 mintue discussion and off we go.
I must said that this short meeting was a pleasant one although the timing was screw up. It is good to bring a friend then to meet a designer alone.
After our appointment, my hubby drive me to meet the tailor that do his suit. Well, his mockup for his suit was ready and he tried it on while the tailor fuss over the details. We stay in his tiny shop for a whole hour before we go for our dinner.
Before I actually reached there, I remind my hubby of the appointment. He called me later and told me that he has got a meeting at 5pm. I was so disappointed but I hide it anyway. He said he will tried to rush down.
By 5:30pm, my hubby was still not around. I decided to see my designer alone. I walked up to his shop and there was around three customers in his tiny shop. There was almost no space for me to walk in. I open the door and it seems that my designer was surprise to see me. He asked me if he was suppose to show me anything. I told him that I was suppose to confirm the design of my evening gown. He looked around and asked if I can give him another half an hour. I happily agreed hoping that my hubby will turn up half an hour later.
While waiting for my hubby arrival, my hubby actually called me half an hour later. He was an hour late for the appointment. We went back to my designer shop at around 7:15, this time there were four customers inside. I managed to squeeze myself inside the shop. My designer assistance was not in too. By the time my designer has finish with one of the customer, he quickly attended to me first. We have a nice short 5 mintue discussion and off we go.
I must said that this short meeting was a pleasant one although the timing was screw up. It is good to bring a friend then to meet a designer alone.
After our appointment, my hubby drive me to meet the tailor that do his suit. Well, his mockup for his suit was ready and he tried it on while the tailor fuss over the details. We stay in his tiny shop for a whole hour before we go for our dinner.
Another touching story: When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid, I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.
Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls." Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she
was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got something to tell you," I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called
answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce
which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found
she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?" This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", she continued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning."
I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I
nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.
I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now."
She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my
dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I
was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever." She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."
This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid, I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.
Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls." Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she
was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got something to tell you," I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called
answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce
which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found
she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?" This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", she continued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning."
I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.
I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The
visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I
nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.
I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now."
She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my
dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I
was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever." She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."
I postpone my appointment with my evening gown designer
My hubby actually offer to accompany me to see Tan Yoong today, but he is having a fever now. I asked him to go and see a doctor. I will go down to see Tan Yoong today.
However, after I put down the phone, my heart dropped to my stomach. I felt so nervous going to see him alone. What if he turns out the same attitude again. I felt so helpless. I guess partly I am feeling this way is because I am suffering from PMS too. I called my hubby again.
My hubby sugguested I called to change the dates to tomorrow so that he could accompany me to discuss on my evening gown. I felt so helpless and useless. I called and the assistance said that there is an empty slot for us at the same time. I felt so relieve.
Sometimes, I really felt that I wanted my hubby to be beside me. Although I knew that I could do this by myself, I could settle the whole thing, but I still wants him to be around.
However, after I put down the phone, my heart dropped to my stomach. I felt so nervous going to see him alone. What if he turns out the same attitude again. I felt so helpless. I guess partly I am feeling this way is because I am suffering from PMS too. I called my hubby again.
My hubby sugguested I called to change the dates to tomorrow so that he could accompany me to discuss on my evening gown. I felt so helpless and useless. I called and the assistance said that there is an empty slot for us at the same time. I felt so relieve.
Sometimes, I really felt that I wanted my hubby to be beside me. Although I knew that I could do this by myself, I could settle the whole thing, but I still wants him to be around.
How to slim down properly
After reading How to slim down properly, I guess I need to work harder at my daily situp so that my tummy will not appear on my wedding day. I have worked out 50 situp yesterday, but I guess that is not enough.
Today, I have run down the stair, take a bus to the MRT station, climb up four flight of stairs to the train platform, walk from the Mrt station to my office. Tonight when I am going home, I am going to climb up 9 storeys of steps. I hope by doing all that, I will slim down a bit more.
Today, I have run down the stair, take a bus to the MRT station, climb up four flight of stairs to the train platform, walk from the Mrt station to my office. Tonight when I am going home, I am going to climb up 9 storeys of steps. I hope by doing all that, I will slim down a bit more.
Big list of wedding links
I have added a big list of wedding link to the content on your right. Do take a look, I guess it will be useful.
I will be adding more to it whenever I find something.
I will be adding more to it whenever I find something.
Allure Charix again
I went down to Allure Charix again today but this time with my hubby. I guess he can feel I am quite stress over the preparation. However, I did not tell him what happen in details about Tan Yoong.
I tried that piece of gown which I felt ok the other day. Well, my hubby dun really like it. He said that I look very mature in it. He also said that I will look much better in a plain simple one. I guess I can really asked Tan Yoong to design something that is plain and simple. If I have know that my hubby want plain and simple, I will not have approach Tan Yoong. There is no communication between us.
Well, I have tried a few pieces at Allure Charix, some of them were picked by my hubby. There is really not one that I am suitable in except that I realise that I am suitable in low back cutting, I need a collar for my neck and my hubby prefer something simple.
Now I am wondering what is he going to say when he see me in my wedding gown. I hope that he will not say anything.
I tried that piece of gown which I felt ok the other day. Well, my hubby dun really like it. He said that I look very mature in it. He also said that I will look much better in a plain simple one. I guess I can really asked Tan Yoong to design something that is plain and simple. If I have know that my hubby want plain and simple, I will not have approach Tan Yoong. There is no communication between us.
Well, I have tried a few pieces at Allure Charix, some of them were picked by my hubby. There is really not one that I am suitable in except that I realise that I am suitable in low back cutting, I need a collar for my neck and my hubby prefer something simple.
Now I am wondering what is he going to say when he see me in my wedding gown. I hope that he will not say anything.
My hubby weird dream
He told me that on the actual day, we counted the angbows we have collected and realise that it is not enough to cover for the dinner. In order to save cost, he requested the restaurant co-ordinator to serve half a roasted pig to each table.
Well, he was really worried about the money part. I kept telling him that if we stick to our budget, we will have enough.
Well, he was really worried about the money part. I kept telling him that if we stick to our budget, we will have enough.
This is the shoes I have make to measure when we registrate for our marriage, three years ago. I will be wearing this shoe with my wedding gown. Actually I was thinking of making a pair new shoes since I find 1 inch high is a bit too low and the bottom seem to be coming out. I have decided to save cost now, I will wear the shoes again.
My backup
I have posted my last post at a wedding forum and asked for advise. I have receive two very good suggesting on what I should do. Below are the two replies.
"hi cat, yup, i've other advice for u...
if i were in ur shoes, firstly, i will not forfeit the $1128 deposit. It's quite a sum of money! plus u mention u may not hav time to find another EG in such a short time?
2ndly, i'll give him a benefit of a doubt that he has a bad hair day...but by the next appt on wed, i'll be firm that i do not want the layers and that my budget is only $2K; no i will not pay a cent more unless he comes up wif this super drop-dead gorgeous EG then maybe i'll consider topping up more. after all i'm a paying customer and i do deserve to hav wat i wan on my gown!
3rdly, if by wed he is still showing this kind of attitude, i'll tell him nicely that his attitude has change...no need to be harsh to him, but something polite like: "excuse me sir, but are r u unwell or something? i dun mean to be kaypoh or wat, but when i first met u, u we're much more cheerful and helpful to me, but somehow these few days that i met up wif u, u seemed kinda distanced and uptight. if u dun feel well, we can always discuss this when u r ready". this will wake him up i guarantee.
dun worry cat, after all u hav done ur research and hav found him to be nice and reliable, i'm sure u are able to get a beautiful EG at the end. hav fun planning for ur wedding!! i dearly missed my prep days..."
Another reply:
"maybe u wait until the next appointment then see how he is?
who knows, maybe something happened to him tt day...
or he got into one of his "artist's mood swings"
although tt is not an excuse... supposed to be professional...
but maybe give a benefit of doubt this once...
besides, tt's a lot of deposit u have to forfeit... not very worth it
if he persisted with this mannerism & attitude... maybe can try wat dumbger suggested & talk to him
he should be more aware after tt... if he still continues with this nonsense then perhaps u can see if can get back ur deposit & cancel this deal...
bcos u've already make known ur dissatisfaction but he didn't change... so, he has to be changed in meantime, it won't hurt to lookout for other designers...
if things dun work out with the current, u have backup
if things work out, u can just treat it as exposing urself to diff pple's works... then will be more familiar with the styles u like better"
Well, I went to Allure Charix today and look for my backup. The service there was so good and I went on to try 5 of their gowns. They even sugguested to me how my make up should be and what type of hair do will suit the gown that I am trying on. I found my backup but it was an "ok" evening gown. It is make of two materials with full beadings and it cost only $599. I was thinking if my designer do not change his attitude on Wednesday, I will fired him and rush down to Allure Charix to get the evening gown.
I found a way to make my designer serve me properly. I can bring a friend or two and told him that they are getting married next year. In this way, he will not show his attitude. When one of my friend is getting married, she also complained about her designer having bad mood, but when I went with her, she is so nice to her.
"hi cat, yup, i've other advice for u...
if i were in ur shoes, firstly, i will not forfeit the $1128 deposit. It's quite a sum of money! plus u mention u may not hav time to find another EG in such a short time?
2ndly, i'll give him a benefit of a doubt that he has a bad hair day...but by the next appt on wed, i'll be firm that i do not want the layers and that my budget is only $2K; no i will not pay a cent more unless he comes up wif this super drop-dead gorgeous EG then maybe i'll consider topping up more. after all i'm a paying customer and i do deserve to hav wat i wan on my gown!
3rdly, if by wed he is still showing this kind of attitude, i'll tell him nicely that his attitude has change...no need to be harsh to him, but something polite like: "excuse me sir, but are r u unwell or something? i dun mean to be kaypoh or wat, but when i first met u, u we're much more cheerful and helpful to me, but somehow these few days that i met up wif u, u seemed kinda distanced and uptight. if u dun feel well, we can always discuss this when u r ready". this will wake him up i guarantee.
dun worry cat, after all u hav done ur research and hav found him to be nice and reliable, i'm sure u are able to get a beautiful EG at the end. hav fun planning for ur wedding!! i dearly missed my prep days..."
Another reply:
"maybe u wait until the next appointment then see how he is?
who knows, maybe something happened to him tt day...
or he got into one of his "artist's mood swings"
although tt is not an excuse... supposed to be professional...
but maybe give a benefit of doubt this once...
besides, tt's a lot of deposit u have to forfeit... not very worth it
if he persisted with this mannerism & attitude... maybe can try wat dumbger suggested & talk to him
he should be more aware after tt... if he still continues with this nonsense then perhaps u can see if can get back ur deposit & cancel this deal...
bcos u've already make known ur dissatisfaction but he didn't change... so, he has to be changed in meantime, it won't hurt to lookout for other designers...
if things dun work out with the current, u have backup
if things work out, u can just treat it as exposing urself to diff pple's works... then will be more familiar with the styles u like better"
Well, I went to Allure Charix today and look for my backup. The service there was so good and I went on to try 5 of their gowns. They even sugguested to me how my make up should be and what type of hair do will suit the gown that I am trying on. I found my backup but it was an "ok" evening gown. It is make of two materials with full beadings and it cost only $599. I was thinking if my designer do not change his attitude on Wednesday, I will fired him and rush down to Allure Charix to get the evening gown.
I found a way to make my designer serve me properly. I can bring a friend or two and told him that they are getting married next year. In this way, he will not show his attitude. When one of my friend is getting married, she also complained about her designer having bad mood, but when I went with her, she is so nice to her.
Blog Explosion Surfer, I need your HELP!
I got a problem here. Today, I went to see my evening gown designer. He was 15 mintues late for the appointment and I realise that his attitude has changed.
We have previously agreed that my evening gown is going to be layers, but recently I saw so many causal clothing in layers, department store selling layering gowns, person wearing layers clothing on TV and magazine. I want my evening gown to be different. I dun want my guest to wear something similar to my evening gown.
So I called my designer up and make an appointment today. He did not called me up as promise and I cannot wait.
He showed me three scheme of the design he has worked on, two of them are with layers. I told him straight that I am not interested in the layering concept anymore and I wanted him to come out with something else. All these while when I am talking, he was playing with his pins.
He told me that his layering designs were different from what outside is selling. I thought him that I knew that but I just dun want anything similar. When he is talking to me, he was not even looking at me.
I study the three schemes and asked a few question on them. He told me what those scribbles was in designer terms which I got no idea what was that and how it look like. I asked if he got anything like this in his shop and he told me a straight no. He was playing with his pins all this while.
I told him that I got no idea how I will look like in his scribbles, I cannot visualise at all. I pointed to the scheme A design and asked him if I will look good in it. It was a V shape necklines and I know I dun look good in causal wear that has a V neckline. He told me straight that if it is not nice he will not have design it, and he is still playing with his pins.
I told him that I cannot make a decision now and I requested another appointment next week. He has set to see me again on the coming Wednesday and I got to make a firm decision on what I want. As I am leaving the shop, he is still playing with his pins.
Oh yeah, you may asked why I have signed him up when his attitude was so bad. Well, it was not like this when I first meet him. He was a very nice guy at that time and let me try three of his signature gowns. The second time when I visited him to sign up for the evening gown, he was very pleasant too. The worest of all is that there were no bad comments on several forum about him. Everybody said that he was such a nice guy.
Another problem was that I have set for myself a $2000 budget to get a killer gown. When I first visited the designer, I asked him how much was that layered gown and he told me it was $2000. On the second visit, when I signed up with him, I asked him again and he told me it was $2300. I asked him why the increase and he said there was not increase and it has always been like that. I told my ears will playing games with me so I did not bother. I told myself that my wedding is going to be once a lifetime so I dun mind the $300 increase.
Today, what he show me is: scheme A=$2500, scheme B=$2900, scheme C=$2500. For one thing I am sure, I am not going to spend this kind of money on a evening gown (not even a wedding gown in the first place) that I am going to wear for just 2 hours.
Now I need some advise on this. Should I
a) Continue with this designer. Everybody has their bad hair day. You have not been tactful when you told him that you dun want the layer concept. A wedding is once in a lifetime, go ahead to get that killer gown. You have paid a deposit of $1128.
b) Continue with this designer but let him know your budget. You might not get a killer gown but a plain gown instead.
c) Fired him and forget about a killer gown. Look for an off the rack evening gown elsewhere. Your deposit of $1128 will be forfited but you might not be spending as much as $2500. However, you might not find your evening gown in such a short time.
Thank you for reading all this and I really need your view on this. I am so sad when I walked out of his shop. Thank you very much.
We have previously agreed that my evening gown is going to be layers, but recently I saw so many causal clothing in layers, department store selling layering gowns, person wearing layers clothing on TV and magazine. I want my evening gown to be different. I dun want my guest to wear something similar to my evening gown.
So I called my designer up and make an appointment today. He did not called me up as promise and I cannot wait.
He showed me three scheme of the design he has worked on, two of them are with layers. I told him straight that I am not interested in the layering concept anymore and I wanted him to come out with something else. All these while when I am talking, he was playing with his pins.
He told me that his layering designs were different from what outside is selling. I thought him that I knew that but I just dun want anything similar. When he is talking to me, he was not even looking at me.
I study the three schemes and asked a few question on them. He told me what those scribbles was in designer terms which I got no idea what was that and how it look like. I asked if he got anything like this in his shop and he told me a straight no. He was playing with his pins all this while.
I told him that I got no idea how I will look like in his scribbles, I cannot visualise at all. I pointed to the scheme A design and asked him if I will look good in it. It was a V shape necklines and I know I dun look good in causal wear that has a V neckline. He told me straight that if it is not nice he will not have design it, and he is still playing with his pins.
I told him that I cannot make a decision now and I requested another appointment next week. He has set to see me again on the coming Wednesday and I got to make a firm decision on what I want. As I am leaving the shop, he is still playing with his pins.
Oh yeah, you may asked why I have signed him up when his attitude was so bad. Well, it was not like this when I first meet him. He was a very nice guy at that time and let me try three of his signature gowns. The second time when I visited him to sign up for the evening gown, he was very pleasant too. The worest of all is that there were no bad comments on several forum about him. Everybody said that he was such a nice guy.
Another problem was that I have set for myself a $2000 budget to get a killer gown. When I first visited the designer, I asked him how much was that layered gown and he told me it was $2000. On the second visit, when I signed up with him, I asked him again and he told me it was $2300. I asked him why the increase and he said there was not increase and it has always been like that. I told my ears will playing games with me so I did not bother. I told myself that my wedding is going to be once a lifetime so I dun mind the $300 increase.
Today, what he show me is: scheme A=$2500, scheme B=$2900, scheme C=$2500. For one thing I am sure, I am not going to spend this kind of money on a evening gown (not even a wedding gown in the first place) that I am going to wear for just 2 hours.
Now I need some advise on this. Should I
a) Continue with this designer. Everybody has their bad hair day. You have not been tactful when you told him that you dun want the layer concept. A wedding is once in a lifetime, go ahead to get that killer gown. You have paid a deposit of $1128.
b) Continue with this designer but let him know your budget. You might not get a killer gown but a plain gown instead.
c) Fired him and forget about a killer gown. Look for an off the rack evening gown elsewhere. Your deposit of $1128 will be forfited but you might not be spending as much as $2500. However, you might not find your evening gown in such a short time.
Thank you for reading all this and I really need your view on this. I am so sad when I walked out of his shop. Thank you very much.
Weird Dreams
I had a weird dream last night. I was dreaming that on my actual wedding day, my hubby told me that he do not look nice in his suit, so he asked his brother to be my groom. The brother in my dream is a totally different person from his real life brother. I was panic about this but everybody, including my parents and my in-law agreed that his "brother" should be my groom. I was almost crying when my hubby said that it does not matter who will be the groom as long as we are husband and wife in paper. Although the "brother" is very handsome, but whole night, I have been begging my hubby to be my groom.
Haha, you were among the first few lucky people to see my wedding gown if you read my blog today. After seeing some of the pictures my designer has helped me to take, I feel kind of disappointed. My wedding gown did not look as nice as you see the real thing. I realise that I have grow fat in my tummy too.I have actually stop doing my 100 situp per day eversince I fell sick a month ago. I think I need to catch up with my situp before my big day or I will look like this in the picture. Awwwwww!
I have done a lot of things
Hmmm...I have printed out my actual day programme, the one you can find on your right, and pass that to my hubby for his parent's approval. I have also requested my restaurant to fax me the wedding card format and spotted two mistake on them. I have pass one copy to my hubby to get his parent's approval too. I have also give him a list of recruitment of helpers that we need, that list can be found on your right hand corner too. I have printed out the table arrangement for our side for my parent's discussion.
Yesterday, I finally called up my evening gown designer and fix an appointment with him this coming Friday. I have decided to change my design and I need him to come up with a design fast. I will have a heart attack if everything is to be done at last mintue. I got a very busy schedule in December, I have got lots of friends birthday to celebrate and there is Christmas too.
Yesterday, I finally called up my evening gown designer and fix an appointment with him this coming Friday. I have decided to change my design and I need him to come up with a design fast. I will have a heart attack if everything is to be done at last mintue. I got a very busy schedule in December, I have got lots of friends birthday to celebrate and there is Christmas too.
My hubby mood swing
He was all right yesterday, he was all right today until when we were on our way to dinner with his parent. There is something wrong with his car which something it feels like dying it engine, but this has been occuring quite often.
His car feels like dying it engine again. This time, he bang his hand so hard on the steering wheel that my heart beat stop for a second. Then his face turns black all the way through the dinner. My face was black too. I hate to remind myself that I got to marry this man with sudden mood swing in another 1 months, 2 weeks time.
I did not talk to him since he bang his steering wheel. On the way back, he tried to talk to me. He asked me why am I so quiet.
Well, his mum asked me to ask my mum how many can of pig leg she wanted. I got to remember that. She seems to finally know which restaurant are we going to hold our wedding at. My hubby told her that there will be no roasted pig at the table and she said we will have to add that in. I hate her for saying that because in the end, we will be paying for the table, not her. How can she request stuff like that? I really dun understand mother in-law. Even her younger son said that roasted pig got high cholesterol.
His car feels like dying it engine again. This time, he bang his hand so hard on the steering wheel that my heart beat stop for a second. Then his face turns black all the way through the dinner. My face was black too. I hate to remind myself that I got to marry this man with sudden mood swing in another 1 months, 2 weeks time.
I did not talk to him since he bang his steering wheel. On the way back, he tried to talk to me. He asked me why am I so quiet.
Well, his mum asked me to ask my mum how many can of pig leg she wanted. I got to remember that. She seems to finally know which restaurant are we going to hold our wedding at. My hubby told her that there will be no roasted pig at the table and she said we will have to add that in. I hate her for saying that because in the end, we will be paying for the table, not her. How can she request stuff like that? I really dun understand mother in-law. Even her younger son said that roasted pig got high cholesterol.
My 2nd facial
I did my 2nd facial today. We were suppose to bo out with my mother in-law and she will buy some gold for me. However, at the last mintue, something happen and she was unable to turn up. What actually happen was another story.
My hubby do not seem to be very please with me because I have forgotten all about our wedding cards and I have not meet up with my evening gown designer yet. He has already taken his suit measurement and is meeting the same guy next Sunday. His dad has decided to make his suit with the same guy too. Everybody has already begin making their dresses for my wedding and what is the bride doing? Everybody is asking me that.
Well, I will be going to see my wedding gown designer next week and I got to remember to call my evening gown designer on Monday. I think I am going to change my evening gown design because I see layers clothing everywhere. I dun want to wear something that everybody is wearing now for my evening gown.
I have to remember to call the restaurant too and ask that guy to fax my wedding card over. I think my hubby will kill me if I dun do all this.
My hubby do not seem to be very please with me because I have forgotten all about our wedding cards and I have not meet up with my evening gown designer yet. He has already taken his suit measurement and is meeting the same guy next Sunday. His dad has decided to make his suit with the same guy too. Everybody has already begin making their dresses for my wedding and what is the bride doing? Everybody is asking me that.
Well, I will be going to see my wedding gown designer next week and I got to remember to call my evening gown designer on Monday. I think I am going to change my evening gown design because I see layers clothing everywhere. I dun want to wear something that everybody is wearing now for my evening gown.
I have to remember to call the restaurant too and ask that guy to fax my wedding card over. I think my hubby will kill me if I dun do all this.
Gou Da Li
My hubby just called. I asked him if I can go to my new house tomorrow. He plaused and think. I scolded him immediately:" Hey that is my house leh, and I got pay for it also leh! You still plause and think if I can go?"
He immediately said of course I can.
You see, his friends loves to go to our house for manjong session and his brother will bring his friend to our house for manjong session too. One good thing about my new house is that I am not there and there are no "adults" there to disturb them or feel embarrass about.
Anyway, I reminded him that it is time that we get our bed. He said "yah" and asked me to call the furniture shop and said if the bed is in store a not. We have previously saw a bed and we liked but do not have the colour that we wanted and they said that the white colour will arrive in a month time.
Then he go on and tell me that his mum is going to get the "gou da li" stuffs. He also asked me how many "pig leg can" that my mum wants. I told him that his mum should ask my mum during the food tasting. He then said that his mum is going to buy those stuffs on Monday.
I told him that I am not eating expire pig legs. Come on, my wedding is 1 month, dunno how many weeks and she is going to get the "pig leg can" now? *fainted*
He immediately said of course I can.
You see, his friends loves to go to our house for manjong session and his brother will bring his friend to our house for manjong session too. One good thing about my new house is that I am not there and there are no "adults" there to disturb them or feel embarrass about.
Anyway, I reminded him that it is time that we get our bed. He said "yah" and asked me to call the furniture shop and said if the bed is in store a not. We have previously saw a bed and we liked but do not have the colour that we wanted and they said that the white colour will arrive in a month time.
Then he go on and tell me that his mum is going to get the "gou da li" stuffs. He also asked me how many "pig leg can" that my mum wants. I told him that his mum should ask my mum during the food tasting. He then said that his mum is going to buy those stuffs on Monday.
I told him that I am not eating expire pig legs. Come on, my wedding is 1 month, dunno how many weeks and she is going to get the "pig leg can" now? *fainted*
Free Download
I have put a permanent links on my side content for my actual days schedule and helper list. I will add more infos in future if I got more to share. Do feel free to download.
Groom Suit
My hubby just called and told me that he has paid the deposite to make his own suit. Wow, that was kind of fast. He said he found one that make wedding suit in Ang Mo Kio, on his way to cut his hair. That guy will charge him a total of $500++, but I forgot to ask him if that include the shirt inside.
Free download of Actual Day schedule and helper list
I have always wanted to share these. Actual Day Schedule and Helper list. I dunno if I host the files in geocities, will readers be able to download them here. Well, I am giving these two files a try, if it is successful, I will put them in the side content when I am free.
Maybe you want to sugguest to me a better way of hosting my files here to share?
Maybe you want to sugguest to me a better way of hosting my files here to share?
Ways of doing up your hair
Somebody in a wedding forum site introduced this site to me. It has lot of ways you can do up your hair to match your gown. I am not a hair person and I guess I just have to leave my hair with my make-up artist and pray hard that it turns out nice.
My mum and my sis are already shopping for their clothes to wear on my wedding day and my own designers have not call me yet. I went shopping with my mum and sis today and realised that there were a lot of layers gown all over the place. I guess my evening gown design is begining to appear everywhere. I was thinking, should I change the design of my evening gown? I know I will not like it if I saw one of my guest wearing a layered dress.
I kind of regreted signing up with Tan Yoong as till today, I still find him a bit too expensive. I should really have went down to AC first and if I cannot find a gown that I like then I sign him on. I kept trying to tell myself that since I have signed up with him, why not enjoy the "high class" gown on the wedding day and stopped thinking about the money spend. Anyway, you are going to sell your evening gown after your wedding.
I did not find anybody selling any evening gown that is costing $1000 and above. I dunno if it is a good idea to post my evening gown on ebay or yahoo. Maybe I should give them each a chance before selling my evening gown in the forum. I was wondering if I price it at $1300, will anybody buy it from me. I really hope to get the money back.
My mum and my sis are already shopping for their clothes to wear on my wedding day and my own designers have not call me yet. I went shopping with my mum and sis today and realised that there were a lot of layers gown all over the place. I guess my evening gown design is begining to appear everywhere. I was thinking, should I change the design of my evening gown? I know I will not like it if I saw one of my guest wearing a layered dress.
I kind of regreted signing up with Tan Yoong as till today, I still find him a bit too expensive. I should really have went down to AC first and if I cannot find a gown that I like then I sign him on. I kept trying to tell myself that since I have signed up with him, why not enjoy the "high class" gown on the wedding day and stopped thinking about the money spend. Anyway, you are going to sell your evening gown after your wedding.
I did not find anybody selling any evening gown that is costing $1000 and above. I dunno if it is a good idea to post my evening gown on ebay or yahoo. Maybe I should give them each a chance before selling my evening gown in the forum. I was wondering if I price it at $1300, will anybody buy it from me. I really hope to get the money back.
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