Happy birthday, Ayah!!!
No, it’s not my dad’s birthday but my granddad’s 70th 75th 70th birthday according to his birth certificate (not his actual birthday which no one knows about). I think it’s his 75th. Or is it his 70th? Oh well… I don’t remember.
And yes, I call him Ayah (well, actually it’s Ayoh since we speak Kelantanese). You do know that Kelantanese have a weird way of referring to their relatives, right? I called my late great grandmother Mak (mother).
The rest of the family (i.e aunts, uncles, cousins) had already celebrated the birthday (Ayah’s first ever birthday celebration) last night after a relative’s wedding at the Palm Garden Hotel, IOI resort (pics by Ba’ah HERE).
I did not attend the function as a sign of protest towards the rest of the family due to reasons which I shall not elaborate here. Despite my grandma’s insitence that I attend the wedding (and specifically requested I wear my latest kebaya bought in Padang, Indonesia), only my parents went.
Instead, I went to BG’s friend’s house to play with his cats (the male cat tried many times to rape sodomise his own 3-month old SON! How desperate…
) and came home with several scratches as souvenirs.
This morning, last night’s entourage (Ba’ah’s siblings’ families) to the wedding dinner decided to give us a visit and mum sent me scrambling to the shop to buy some chicken, fish and vegetable for lunch. As I returned home, mum cheerfully informed me that they were not going to stay for lunch. What a relief. However, I went to the kitchen to clean the chicken; almost 6kg of them so that I don’t have to clean them later.
Only one of my uncles and his family did not come as they have been the host for the visitors from Kelantan and Melaka since yesterday. We had lunch at their place yesterday, where every single one of Ba’ah’s siblings were present with their families. Unfortunately, I was too busy eating (hey, my aunt made spaghetti carbonara & bolognese!!! Simply irresistable
) to take any pictures of the family gathering.
As I was halfway done with the chicken, mum came to the kitchen and announced, “We’re cooking them lunch and we have to be quick about it. They’re in a hurry to go to KL.”
There simply was no time for protests. I cooked and cooked and cooked and by the time I was done (they ate while I cooked), everyone was already outside the house, ready to leave. Therefore, again, I did not take any pictures. And I was exhausted (so can you imagine my response when mum asked me to cook dinner? But I did it anyway).
Later in the afternoon, Boka came home and mum asked him to get a Chocolate Indulgence cake from Secret Recipe for Ayah’s birthday. I’m sure it was just an excuse for us to have a cake. We’ve always been looking forward to birthdays so that we have a a valid excuse to splurge on cakes. We’re cake manias.
We had no candle-blowing or cake-cutting ceremonies. We rarely have them. We asked Ayah to cut the cake simply because it’s meant for his birthday. Otherwise, we might have cut it ourselves without anyone else’s knowledge.
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Boka (the only grandchild around apart from me) & Ayah. I’m liking my ‘new’ lens… VERY MUCH.
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Ayah cutting the cake for us.
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Our (me and my siblings) motto when eating is ‘when you find something that you like, eat it until you’ve had enough and if you don’t feel like puking yet, you haven’t had enough’. And eat (the rich and creamy chocolate cake) we did until we could take no more.
Afterwards, Ba’ah came down and put on his HD sampler (blu-ray) disc that he got from the US. He played it once last week and proudly told everyone what that was. In case you’re clueless, it’s the clips that the shops play on their HD-TVs to demonstrate how cool their TVs are.
(Translated)
Me : They actually sell this thing? Who would buy them?
Mum :Ba’ah did…
Me : …
Then…
Ba’ah : Cool. We have our own aquarium now.
Some pictures taken from the TV:
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Just now, we were talking about how EVERYONE who came today read this schedule printed by Pih last week. Mum asked someone to hang the laundry and Pih suddenly went to the computer to print this out:
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He changed the days when he realised that he had to do the hanging (which he dislikes doing) that day.
Mae just came down to see me, Kona and Pih glued to the laptops and desktop in the living room (Boka is upstairs playing Hotel California on Guitar Hero) and exclaimed, “All THREE computers are taken???”
Maybe I should let him use my laptop now.
Oh, just remembered. Mum called from her room upstairs and asked me to do something in the kitchen.. She called my mobile phone first but I was too lazy to get up and answer it; then she called the house phone. How ridiculous. I wonder what has got into her when usually she would just yell from her room.
I better go now before I forget again. It has been a long exhausting day.
N.B.: I had no idea about the watermarks on the pictures until I have uploaded them all. Can’t be bothered to change them.
Must be Ba’ah’s doing when I wasn’t aware. I didn’t see him playing around with my Picasa, though. I wonder when he did it.

































