My Longkang

I had looked forward to Labor Day. A public holiday on Thursday is particularly welcome as I need it to rest and relax. I have been so busy recently. Alas a day of rest it most definitely was not.

I remember reading on Lillian’s blog about how we have only one life and we should live it and live it well. I realized today that while a career is important it is other things that matter in the long run that are equally important. Like being useful to others, being cooperative and playing out our roles as useful members of the family and society.

Offhand I can think of certain people I know whose life ends the minute office hours end. They go home and wash their formal office wear, hang them out to dry and wait for the next day when they prepare to go to the office again. Then they plan and scheme to make life miserable for others just so they can enjoy flexing their administrative muscle. ( joke )

My day started with Benghui waking me up and asking for breakfast. I checked and the bread bin was empty. I prepared this noodles for our breakfast. He will take some pre-cooked noodles, add the soup and add other stuff on the table for his breakfast. The water melon is dessert. I hope one day, when he grows up, he will realize how he took us for granted and realize how seriously we play our roles as parents to nurture and mould him.

After that there was the task of looking for a care-giver. We had to prepare a bed for the caregiver. I thought of looking for a lorry but decided to see first if the bed would fit in the car. Fantastic! It fitted and I saved money on the lorry charges.

I also bought a Rm 140.00 mattress which comes with a 5 year guarantee and three pillows at Rm20.00 each. That price was reached after ten minutes of bargaining

Then I spent the whole day shopping for essentials to welcome home a loved one. I went to I believe the only shop in Sibu selling medical aids. There were three different kinds of beds for patients with prices ranging from Rm 988.00 to Rm2888.00. I went there to make arrangements for the bed to be sent tomorrow. They didn’t accept credit cards. Can you imagine operating a business without accepting credit cards? How many people walk around with thousands in their wallets?

To reward my family for being so patient the whole day, we went to the Sibu Cafe Cafe Restaurant. One of the staff promised me a cash discount but he was nowhere to be seen. The proprietor Peter was there but I didn’t want to ask for a cash discount as 10% wasn’t much anyway and Peter doesn’t know me.

This is Cincaluk Fried Rice. Cincaluk is actually tiny shrimps made up into a kind of spicy pungent paste.

This dish is the Nyonya set. I love it. It loves lovely too, doesn’t it?

I would like to express my appreciation to MAS or Malaysian Airlines System for their kindness and cooperation. Thanks to them we didn’t have to charter a helicopter from Hornbill Skyways and saved a bundle!

This entry was posted on Thursday, May 1st, 2008 at 8:18 pm and is filed under My personal stuff. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.