The Love of My Life

Finally after postponing for 4 posts, I shall blog about the love of my life

Our paths crossed in the year 2004 and we’ve been together ever since. I have never regretted that day. Nope. Not once.

The event leading to our encounter is not your typical love story. There was no stormy evening and rough currents in the river near home where I was near drowning after having slipped and fell in and gave up all hope of living for the currents were too strong to fight when suddenly I could feel doggie breath near me and something yanking my collar towards the safety of the bank. After my near death experience, I was convinced that this dog was an angel sent from above to save me.

No, none of that. In the real world, nothing ever is a fairy tale. Anyway, my dog is too small and cowardly to pull off a stunt like that =p

Well see, Beyonce wasn’t initially mine. She belonged to Uncle Luke and Aunty Gina and their two kids Phoebe and Naomi. They adored her dearly. Who wouldn’t? She’s the sweeeeeeetest thing.

Isn't she something? =D

The History

Uncle Luke and Aunty Gina were renovating their home leaving Beyonce homeless. They know I love the dog so they gave her to me (three cheers to renovation!)

Beyonce is versatile
Pictures speak a thousand words

So let the pictures speak for her

Her bumble bee days...

Her Beethovan/Mozart/Wolfgang days...

Her Godfather days. Family is priority...

Her gluttonous days... Like any typical Malaysian, she loves to eat.

Her attempt at a Mona Lisa smile

And of course, her Beyonce days

Are you smitten?

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

The death of a friend is equivalent to the lost of a limb
- German Proverb

3 words: I LOVE THEM!!!

Rachel: Can you take care of Emma just for today?
Ross: Sure, just lend me your breasts and we'll be on our way.

Ross : I figured after work, I'd pick up a bottle of wine, go over there, and try to... woo her.
Chandler : Hey, you know what you should do? Take her back to the 1800's when that phrase was last used.

Joey : I hate Pottery barn too! They kicked me out of there just because I sat on a bed.
Chandler : You took off your pants and climbed under the sheets!

Joey: Just because she went to Yale drama, she thinks she's like the greatest actress since, since, sliced bread!
Chandler: Ah, Sliced Bread, a wonderful Lady MacBeth.

Monica: Rach, it's the Visa card people.
Rachel: Oh, God, ask them what they want.
Monica: [on the phone ] could you please tell me what this is in reference to? Yes, hold on.
Monica: [to Rachel] Um, they say there's been some unusual activity on your account.
Rachel: But I haven't used my card in weeks.
Monica: That is the unusual activity.

Phoebe: Pheobe. That's, P, as in Phoebe, H, as in heobe, O as in oebe, E, as in ebe, B, as in bebe, and E as in... Ello there mate.


Monica: Chandler, it's okay. You don't have to be so macho all the time.
Chandler: I'm not macho.
Monica: You're right. I don't know what I was thinking.

Phoebe: Joey, if you had to give up sex or food, which would you pick?
Joey: I don't know it's too hard.
Rachel: Come on, you have to answer.
Joey: Okay... sex. No, food. No, uh... I want both! I want girls on bread!

Chandler: I can handle this. "Handle" is my middle name. Actually, "handle" is the middle of my first name.

Phoebe: No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
Chandler: Whoa, whoa, prom night flashback.

Rachel: Hey, you guys wanna go see a movie?
Ross: Yeah, sure.
Rachel: How about you, Phoebe?
Phoebe: No, thanks, I've already seen one.

Just for the sake of an update

We (my family and I) attended a wedding reception (parents’ friend, not mine) just a couple of days ago. Just a heads up, this blog contains no shots of the newly weds simply because they were too far. Well not really. I’m just making excuses for my incompetent blogging. The real reason is I FORGOT =p

Amanda strutting her stuff on the red carpet

We were seated at table lucky number 7. We, my sister and I, were the only “youngsters” in their midst. The first thought that crossed our minds was this: Old goons eat little, more for us *big grins*. Note: We love food. Anyway knowing how late Malaysians arrive (we are definitely no exception), I looked around the table for something to entertain myself and this was what I found:

Roger and Kai Yen’s Love Story
(Their first date AND wedding proposal were at the beach. Good ol’ Damai Beach)

And *drum roll* THIS!!!

The almighty MENU!!! =p
No shots of the actual food were taken. We were busy stuffing our faces =D

As for the drinks, we get to choose between Chinese tea, orange and coke.

Thus begins the story of the never-ending flow…

A wanted orange and I coke. When the drinks came, she decided that she didn’t really like the orange. SO, instead of requesting for a change, silly A kept drinking her orange till the glass was near empty hoping that then she can change. It never gets empty though because the efficient lady-in-waiting kept re-filling her glass. Gee, how frustrated A must be… A finally took daddy’s empty goblet and requested for coke instead of the lousy orange. And A drank happily ever after. The end

Amanda has her Coke!

Roger and Kai Yen wanted to celebrate their love that night by sharing it. And by sharing, they provided each table with roses. The husband is meant to give one of the roses to their wives. Now ain’t that sweet. Well if you know even two cents about my dad, that ain’t the case. But he did it anyway. Casually, might I add…

Mum happily waves her rose

Lots of talk later, A and I had to find entertainment. Yes, we are restless people.

Give us credit for creativity. We played dress-up with Rose! (We even named her)

But Rose isn’t the only one we played dress-up with that night =D

My dog, the Godfather

And now for the grand finale…

And just for kicks...