Eat, drink and be married!

Family that I hold so dear, without them life would be oh-so-boring and incomplete. I wish them good health always for without health, wealth is nothing!

Thank God for a good year, for the love and blessings showered because I am complete in You. Now, 2016...come right on!

Christmas came and went, my favouritest season of the year...and even without travel plans, this special holiday was still plenty of fun and food!



The sis' turn with an oriental twist...

Christmas eve is never complete without a feast TOO. All eyes on those cheese sausages, steaks and....mushroom soup made from scratch!

Realised that this was the only year that logcakes did not make much of an appearance, I still had to eat a slice to get through xmas. :P


And ended the day with the most satisfying bowl. Still a bcm girl at heart!

Hope your christmas was as fulfilling, until the next!

Since moving into the humble abode, we have been plagued by a nasty bout of air moisture - it was ridiculously moist to the extent that my bags started moulding. Not fun at all considering how I never ever had an issue with that and seeing the prized babies being eaten by furry patches was by no means fun.

Bag spa? I tried and tested and declare that it does not work. The mould returned even faster than I ever imagined. The thrill of walking into a bag spa and walking out poorer with a supposedly clean bag because they remove mould from the "root" is a fallacy. The same whitish patches haunted me thereafter.

Charcoal dehumidifiers? I have never seen a thirsty hippo so thirsty before, our wardrobes needed constant replenishment. The excitement of seeing the thirsty hippo's water levels rise was definitely a novelty and even then, the moisture levels in our walk in barely dipped.

Moth balls? These caused a major stinkfest in our bomb shelter and even walk in, I was horribly embarrassed to even carry my bags because they reeked of the moth balls. After three days, I gave up on my moth balls, thinking that going old school was best.

Finally, we caved in on a dehumidifier. And being the budget ken and barbie we were, heading to the departmental store to score one was a pinch on the wallet. Qoo10 to the rescue for parallel imports!

I mean how hard can a dehumidifier be? It is pretty universal and there were only so few buttons to manage.



Here's our first made in korea Novita Dehumidifier snug at home! It's been almost a month and I dare say this is the best purchase to date. And so, I understand korean afterall with a mere few buttons, even if the manual was in complete nonsense to me.

At $156 we have saved ourselves a ton of money dealing with mould. 

The Hubba caught the cheap thrill bug and decided to get another. Which turned out to be a wrong decision - it was way smaller and definitely worked less hard. We barely reduced the moisture in the same amount as the Novita.

We were happy for a good six months before it died on us, suddenly. Warranty? Only valid in Korea. And seriously, it was a huge curse and the risk we took..rawr. It's back to the departmental stores!

November seemed to fly by so fast and rightfully this is the time of the year that I look forward to most. Somehow, this year brought alot of reflection as the year draws to a close. Particularly pensive somewhat...but this has been a single song that has been on repeat mode for awhile now and kept us believing.

It was one of those times when I repeated it to death and the Hubba emerges from the room agreeing with my choice of music - usually we clash haha! 

I have to admit these are trying times and I'm keeping my eye on Hebrews 11 - Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.

Since the early days of being able to tell time, I probably started my obsession with the instrument I can tell time with – watches. At some point, clock watches were the fad with movies and even dramas featuring them every now and then. 

February and October are two months in a year that my family celebrates birthdays. My dad and I and my Mom and sis.


And yes, my family hangs out at Starbucks. How cool is that. I'm glad my parents have decided to remain hip and cool by joining us at the places that they would not dream of going on their own citing practicality reasons. Even when the dad is a clear cut china man when it comes to choice of cuisine, he indulges us in our pasta and even curry dinners.