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Ancient Cartoon -- Smurf
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Late last night, while i was on a routine call with Hubby, we chatted about our childhood (again) and the cartoon we grow up watching to. These cartoons used to be a very important part in our lives!

I remember I used to run home in the evening after school to watch "Smurf". Everyday without fail. Those 3-apples-tall blue creatures & their advantures held me in fascination. On weekends, when the smurf went for their weekend breaks (the show was only aired Monday- Friday) my cousins & me would act out the cartoons. This served as our weekend games, which usually stretch into the evening, and wuld be continued on Sunday. The folded-up mattress would be the mushroom houses. I am the smurfette -I'm the only girl in my group of cousins- and the rest would fight to be Jokey or Papa Smurf. We even had a big dog soft toy to be the Puppy!

I had smurf stickers on my water bottles, my pencil-box, and at one point of time, i even had a smurf school-bag, then the carebears started airing, and I would change my water bottles, pencil-box & bags... But that's not the point.

Now all grown up, how many of us still remember the characters that had follow our childhood? Many of them are no longer showing on the television, kids this era would never got to appreciate the simplicity of the cartoons in our era. Where we can make do with things in our everyday lives to act out a certain scene from the TV. Nowadays, everything can be bought from stores, the cartoons are of mighty hero saving the World. It's way too commercialize!

Anyway, since we were on the topic last night, i decided to capture back the lost memories, and did a search on their existence.. I found a site that would give me a translation of my name in smurfish.

Result:
Karen Zheng = Cleft Palate Smurf
Karen Tay = Insatiable Smurf

I'd adopt Insatiable! Sounds yummy.... Get your own translation
HERE

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Anyway, while i was surfing, i saw this article, so sad!!


LOVE DEAREST
I RAN into a stranger.
''Oh excuse me, please,'' I said.
We were very polite. We went our way saying goodbye.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal, my son stood beside me very still. When I turned,
I nearly knocked him down.
''Move out of the way,'' I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realise how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's small voice came to me and said, ''While dealing with a
stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
''Go and look in the kitchen, you'll find some flowers by the door. Those are flowers he brought for you.

''He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears in his eyes.''

I felt very small. I quietly went and knelt by his bed.
I said, ''Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted. I shouldn't have yelled at you.

He said, ''Oh, mum, that's okay. I love you anyway.''


- Spotted by Bryna Sim
--Signing off at--
6/30/2005 03:30:00 PM
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July Resolution
Monday, June 27, 2005
Is to lost enough weight (or shall I say, size) to make my size 26 jeans looser. Ever since i started working on my current job, i had been feeling that my jeans are not as loose as before...

I know I should do something, before it's too late to turn back, but procastinating is part of human nature. Every Saturday morning, I'll set my alarm clock to 8:30am, prepare my gym attire. Then go sleep, usually about 1am.

Come Saturday, when the alarm clock rang, i'll put it on "snooze" mode.. At least 3 desperate attempts, before sending it into silence forever... and found myself waking up at 11am!

Weeks after weeks, Saturday after Saturday, it'll repeat without fail. By the time i manage to wake up fully, I'll be full of guilt, and promise to go next Saturday. Then I'll preceed to silence my guilt by skipping at home for about 100 times.

Then it'll be out with Hubby feasting the whole day long. Sigh!


NOW, here's my sure-to-lose-weight plan.
(Shall stick to it all through July even if it cost my life!)

1) I'm now on a milo(or milk)-diet. So, if I am hungry, I'll just drink milo or milk lor. So far so good. Just 2 weeks and i lost about 2kg. And I'm popping vitamin pills to maintain my nutrition level. I wanna lose weight, not health. :)

2) I'm going to skip more now. Instead of skipping 100 times each time, I'll
increase it to 150, complete with arm raise, erm, about 50 times (I hope)

Hopefully, dopefully hope that, I'll be THIN THIN THIN on my once in a lifetime -- 21st Birthday.

Now, wish me luck eveyone!!
Anyone who come tempting me with sinful stuff shall be banish into eternal hell, where you'll be force-feed sinful food till you become the size of a hippo. Serve you right!

Now pass me the dumbell!!
--Signing off at--
6/27/2005 06:04:00 PM
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Fondue Indulgence
Wednesday, June 22, 2005

I have always been very crazy over chocolate fondue... And i don't mind the money & time spent over hunting them. They are a great enjoyment. Especially if they go with bananas or strawberry. Yummy!!

Yesterday, Hubby closed a moderately big case, and open another identical one. So, we went for a mini celebration since the kind people of Anderson's Ice-cream sent us a voucher for a fondue feast.

Image hosted by Photobucket.com It was a ENORMOUS serving.
Can you see the mashmellow? They are bigger than $1 coins can? Normally, fondue set's mashmellow are the miserable, kiddie kind. Not Giant like this..

And the set include ten scoop of ice-cream!! TEN!!! That's 5 scoop on each plate. So, total, the set consist of 5 waffle cones, 5 cookies, 5 mashmellow, 10 scoops of ice-cream, and a fruit platter with 5 s'berry, 7 pieces of rock melon, 1 whole banana, and 1 whole kiwi.

Whew! For this, Anderson deserve a clap! *clap*

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See, we made our own "mini conetto ice-cream" The chocolate, when came in contact with the cold air in Suntec City, hardens to form the chocolatey crust on the cone!! *drool* It's more heavenly when the chocolate "hardens" on the mashmellow, hard on the outside, soft inside... I leave you with the imagination...

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See the giant-size fruits? They serve strawberry WHOLE!!! Wow!


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Hubby @ work. The paper work after closing the case. Gotta check on the information given, anything miss out, any missing signature on the pages. This & that... very leh-jeh (complex)

So much for the sinful stuffs. By the end of the feast, when the bill came, i enquired about the size of the fondue set.

"Oh, this set is actually the family set, meant for 4-5 person. That's why it's so big"

-__-" and we finish everything...

Okay, next stop, to the gym. :(




--Signing off at--
6/22/2005 04:23:00 PM
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Bundle of Joy
Saturday, June 18, 2005

That's what dogs are, the man's best friends. They are loyal, cute, and best of all, they make the best companion because they love you, their owner, with all their little pumping hearts. And the reason they love you, is because YOU, are their whole world. YOU are the reason they keep breathing, and your love for them is the greatest happiness in the whole wide world.

Their love run so deep, they can sacrifice their tiny lives for you, when you are gone, they got all worried & miss you like crazy. Wondering & waiting for your return.

Yes, and they are the only one after your own mothers to care so much about you, irregardless of whether you deserve it or not, whether or not you look good or famous, kind or unkind, young or old.

They are easily contented. Happy just to lie down and sleep beside you, with the backs touching, hear you breath, or just sitting in the same room as you.


*A deep breathe in....*


Welcome Zero-girl, welcome to Godma's Bloggie World, give a little lick, and give your best dolly look...

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Hello everybody *lick*

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Checking out my new toy...

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Zzzz... (After a game)

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Zero girl with the newly-promoted-all-jittery-mum, Lynn

Side note: Some might be wondering, it's a bitch, so how come it's called ZERO. That's bcos the mummy's chinese name ends with a Ling, which means zero in chinese...

--Signing off at--
6/18/2005 10:26:00 PM
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One More Craving...
Wednesday, June 15, 2005

I have to get my hands on this!! There's no two way about it! This's it!!
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Look! Nokia's new range of handphone -- The N-series..
I'm lusting over the N91 and N70. They are so cool~

First, They come with a 2-megapixel camera N91 have over 4G of storage & that translate into about 3000songs! You can rip the songs into the phone from your CD! The organising function is strong, which is essential to me. The design is cool too, at least from the picture.. It's height is about 11.3cm.. Which is ideal, coz i don't like my phone to be too small. It's black, and the screen is wide.



*jumping in glee*

The only flaw might be the bar-style... Higher risk of scratching if Yoyo decides she likes it too! Bleah!
I shall put it into a pouch, and put it at least 1meter above her miserable height of less than 30cm, heh!

I'm so excited, i think I'm bouncing in my seat!! Cool!!!

I LOVE NEW PHONE!~! FEED ME, FEED ME!!!! *hugs everybody*
Oh, I just love the staffs of Nokia *wave to everybody*

By the way, Nokia staff, my current N6260 got problem leh, keeps hanging, not enough space, the paint is peeling, there's some permenent error with the application, sound not clear, and not enough memory to store my FIR & Sun Yanzi song, not to mention my favourit M. Buble... And yet you all demand 3 days to fix my phone, without giving me a substitute phone, and that equal to "I can't fix my phone" I can survive without my phone for 3 hours, not 3 days, d'ya hear?

Thinking further, I think its expiry date is near... Maybe I should just change it! Hmm~

--Signing off at--
6/15/2005 10:38:00 AM
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Latest craving...
Tuesday, June 14, 2005

prisoner
Originally uploaded by autumnz.
This was one disturbing book about a little girl, trapped in the horror of a psychopath stepfather.

Not only do the stepfather physically & sexually abuse her, he played torturous mind games with her too

Chance upon this book @ Kinokuniya last Saturday, and steal a glance on more than one chapter.. Horror, i tell you.

Anyway, it's too expensive. S$30+!!
I'm going to the library next! Heh!
--Signing off at--
6/14/2005 02:04:00 PM
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In the Name of Thrill
Friday, June 10, 2005

After a year, The Tikam Fair is back again @ Suntec City.
I remember at this time last year, I met my cousin, J at the exact location(3rd storey of Suntec--Family Garden) with my brother-in-law. While I was passing by, wondering in puzzlement what the whole hooha was about (there's alot of tikam machine, and people were rushing & snatching like mad to get the capsules) J sneaked up to me and slap me on my backside, sending me screaming in fright & horror.... Thinking I had just been a victim of a pervert.

This year, as we arranged to meet, thrill engulfed me. I could hardly stand still on the escalator!
As you see, beside being the personal assistant to my director in the corporate office, I'm my sister's PA when tikam-ing. She would insert the golden coins (S$1 coin) and turned, I'd get the capsule out, and put it in a BIG plastic bag, when i say big, it means, height to my waist. Yes, this big.

I like to see the machine empty one after another, like to see the small toys, painted to such detail, you can see the chocolate-chip on the ice-cream cone the figurine is holding... I like the thrill of organising them in sets, and either keeps them or sell them at 150% of the cost price. Best of all, it's the excitment of the capsule rolling out, and find that you had got the winning ticket or special item.

We are not the only crazy one...
This faze is slowly picking up speed in its popularity. When J just started getting hook, she's the most crazy one. Now, one year later, craze is everywhere. I saw the same bunch of people from IMM to Suntec to Raffles Place. You could easily identify them, arm with a powerful mini-torchlight each, they walk from machine to machine, vengence in the air.. They would shine their torchlight either from the exit (where the capsule roll out) or from the window of the machine. Trying to catch a glimsp of the color of the capsule. As the product are all color-coded.

So, for example, if you want the doremon set, which consist of 6 figurine, each type of design will be represented by a color capsule. So, in order to obtain a set, you need one of each color.

We had a jolly good time, this time, the target is "Lilo & Stitch" handphone straps, and the Disney's "stool" collection figurine. The Disney characters all sit on mini stool, so cute.


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Internal view of the tikam machine via the window.. See the color cap? That's the code lah..
This's the stitch machine by the way..

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My little own Mickey & Minnie "Stool" figurine! Mickey can even hold a leaf to shade Minnie!

--Signing off at--
6/10/2005 05:16:00 PM
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Fisherman's Village
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Is perfect for people who had fallen outta love. With the sounds of the waves, dim, orange candle-light and wooden, attap-like hut, it's almost like a picture carve outta misery, taiwan serial!

Now i know where to head to if I want to drown myself in my sorrow..
(Wierd, I had never notice the setting. Just looking at it as one of the seafood place, yummy!)

Had a dream last night, I was having a buffet. And was at the ice-cream station. There's a few flavor for choice. One flavor I remembered it vividly was the chocolate & vanilla swirl. There's not much left. As there's a group of secondary school students crowded there, snatching on the bread and the flavor of ice-cream which I'm lusting over. WTF.

I recalled being abit kiasu and panicky. I had to have that flavor, it will go well with the bread provided, which was raisin-dotted by the way.

I grabbed a piece of bread and tried my best to get the scoop, the girl in front of me was scooping for her friends, which seem endless.

Agitated, I snatched it away, scoop for myself, ate and walked away...

XOXOXOXOXOX

Since today is a important day to me (fire-fighting day) i told mum about this dream.. Thank goodness, it was interpretated as a good omen.

Now, I'm just crossing all my fingers (and toes, and Yoyo's paws, all four) that I would just sail through this point. I WOULD. And maybe, after this hike, all might turn out well after all.

Pray with me, stay with me.
I'll hold all your hands, and guide you through..
I'm not just a nanny anymore. And thank you for looking at me more to a friend, a close friend. Rather than someone who is just "from the office"

And the heck, I didn't realise that.
--Signing off at--
6/08/2005 06:00:00 PM
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Friends
Monday, June 06, 2005

Once you put one leg in, it'll be difficult getting it out.

Sometimes I think of the saying, "No man's an island" and agree to it. Yes, we need friends & loved ones around us. Keeping our spirits up, supporting us when we are down, and of course, to share the happiness with..

But, if this is totally true, then why are we born alone, and dies alone? Why are we, in times of needs and despair, unable to be helped by friends? If one is unwillingly to let go, he/she will sink in deeper, no matter what the friends do, did, act, or say.. It's not going in.

I hate this kind of helplessness...
Seeing your friends sinking in despair, seeing your friends leaving.. And yet unable to do anything about it.

Just like myself, in times of trouble & disturbance, instead of pouring it out to close friends, I'll clam up, like an oyster facing inpurities.. I'm a lone fighter since young, solving my own problems. Sometimes, due to young age & unexperience in life, I'll be knocking on the same spot. Unable to find an explanation, unable to fight through the wall of unhappiness.

Friends find me happy-go-lucky, acquaintance find me proud and cold.
That's because i don't go crying to them for problems, but that does not mean I've no problems. Acquaintance feel this way, but I just don't feel like opening to them.

I prefer to solve my own problem.
Even if hurt, I'll never want people to see me in that state, I don't want sympathy...

Enough of bad stuff, here's some happy times: -

Jeremy's Birthday Bash, before he set off to Australia for his pilot course..

Image hosted by Photobucket.com The usual gang, with alot missing...

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Tucking in the dessert.

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Desserts... The mango one taste nicer though...

Image hosted by Photobucket.com The Feast, Marche @ The Heeren

--Signing off at--
6/06/2005 03:05:00 PM
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Bedside Stories
Friday, June 03, 2005
Is it true that once a relationship reached a stage (read: on bed), things are not as simple anymore?

Is it like a level up, where you recognise this human being as part of yourself? Or just a selfish plot of territory?

Lust or love? That's the question I always ask.
But till now, yield no answer.
Hubby once said, there's a different between making love, and having sex. I can't agree more. Making love spell committment, responsibilities. Having sex, just make sure you had that big O, or it's time wasted.

But what about those one-night-stands/fuck buddy?
My once-close friend, L, has had a fuck buddy for a few years now. And she's still happily attached to the boyfriend for 3 years. Both men remain unchanged. Her theory was & is that, one can't just have one type of dish, it's sickening(exact quote)

She wished for a small variety that comes with safety tag. Apparently, she said that her boyfriend was the gentle kind, and the lover was the wild, boom-boom-bang kind. -sigh- The lucky girl.

For me, I think, if one is going to stray, as in not just sleeping with one person, one might as well go all out to play. I'll have a different one every night. Heh! =p (ok ok, it's just a hypothetical statement. Do not quote me to hubby, do not call hubby, and no one is allow to direct him here Especially all you sisters...)


Why am I on such a topic today? No, I'm not horny, I'm not deprive...
On a more serious mode, take a look:
http://sg.news.yahoo.com/050602/1/3stee.html


-Ouch- This is sick.
No matter what, I can't understand how people can derive sexual excitment through seeing/causing other people pain. Like whipping till it draw blood, or kicking the sexual organ of other people. Why can't he derive pleasure from turturing himself?

Why not pay the prostitute to torture himself? Get those women to whip him, candle-wax him, or kick his d***? Huh? Enjoy, you pervert? See if you can still enjoy if the pain is on you.

I winced when I tried to imagine this person, torturing kids sexually. It's inhuman! To think he had a daughter himself! What was he thinking?!


Geez
He should be castrated.
--Signing off at--
6/03/2005 03:04:00 PM
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