It’s Day 20 of the covid19 quarantine now and I haven’t blogged for just a few days. It’s been, umm, the usual; reading, working, being a public scrutiny, getting death threats, reading a couple books, started a new covid19 fund, cleaning the house. The usual. *nervous laughter* SO MANY THINGS have happened you won’t believe when I tell you. I will definitely share because this is a historical moment in my life that I want to pen down, all the good and bad and twists of it. But that’s for another day!
Every time March comes, I dread it. So many birthdays to plan for! I would’ve just finished throwing Mariam’s birthday party end Fed. Mommy birthday is on the 11th, Boot’s birthday is on the 13th, Stella’s is on 18th, Tasha’s on 26th, followed by Marissa on 28th. Then Toots on 2nd April, and then Fadza’s on 8th April. Like this time, I start to reconsider if I really need this many friends. Or a husband.
Mommy’s birthday is settled – threw her something she LOVED and you’ll watch it soon on Love, Vivy. Boot’s birthday was when everyone started getting paranoid about coronavirus so her birthday dinner was canceled (poor girl!). And Tasha’s birthday was 2 days ago during this time when everyone is in quarantine. Her boyfriend Seth was so sweet. He organised a video call where we all sang her a birthday song. Pretty funny actually, Fadza pretended to set up a work call so she thought it was about some launch schedule whatnot, and one by one her friends started getting into the meeting.
Mee goreng no sayur.
As you can see, I’m still hilarious even in 2020.
I miss writing so much and I’ve been in lockdown for a while. Don’t worry, everyone is. Ok, maybe worry a little. But basically when you thought 2020 would show us flying cars, it’s showing us a flying virus instead. But more on that later. Before I continue, let me catch you up on my life since my last post was almost a year ago.
Still married to Fadza and working on the business together (we haven’t killed each other yet), still got 3 kids last I counted. Daniel is still into robots, Mariam still loves her daddy and Sarah is still my favourite child. I’m still 49.9kg, some days 50.3kg but what does a weighing scale know, really. So ok, all caught up.
Wow has it really been 5 months?
I’ve missed seeing this white blank box on my screen so much, but between Instagram and Youtube, I really don’t know how to fit blogging into it as well. That is, with running a business and raising 3 kids too. Sometimes 4 kids, depending on how Fadza acts that day.
Since I’m here I better give a brief overview of everyone.
Me, I’m still the same old me. Just a bit chubbier – I’m at my heaviest now 49kg. I weighed myself yesterday and I was 49.9kg and I starved myself today because I’d die if I cross the 50kg mark. I’ve never crossed it in my life (let’s not count pregnancy ok – all weighing scales should be hidden when you’re pregnant). My aim is 47kg which is back to my pre-pregnancy weight so that’s my next target. I say that, but there’s a cookie in my mouth as I type this. So clearly guys, I have not changed one bit.
Ignore my previous blog post guys. I totally cheated and went to work for a couple of hours and then picked up kids from school, then went home and spent the whole day with Baby Sarah in my kain batik and socks again don’t worry haha.
But anyway! Something interesting happened when I picked Mariam up from her classroom. There was a BOY, a BOY guys. Not just any boy, but a boy who liked her and she liked him too. IT WAS SO OBVIOUS.
After she put on her shoes and took her bag, she held my hand and we walked towards the exit. The boy (let’s call him STEPAWAYFROMMYDAUGHTERPLEASEBOY) was waiting at the corridor and smiled at her as she walked towards him. I looked at my own daughter who I have changed name to IMGOINGTOTELLDADDY and this girl had the cheek to smile back. Like not just smile guys, GRIN.