My Longkang

My heart is still beating so fast. I have to cool down. Blogging is one way. When luck is against you, it is against you. Maybe it is best I stay in the house until this wind of misfortune blows over. But if I look at it from another angle, perhaps I have been lucky, very lucky.

I was in a good mood after having a haircut. Now I have no more ‘real’ hair. It is more like fuzz. I feel light headed. I think I will prefer this hairstyle from now on. Then I went to pick up Benghui. After picking up Benghui suddenly I heard a loud bang. My stationary car lurched forward. My immediate thought was for Benghui. He was wearing a seat belt and in a state of shock and confusion. There were tears in his eyes but I think he wasn’t hurt. Not in the real sense. Just shock. Then he started getting excited.

I had been knocked from behind by a Pajero. There is damage is to the back. The trunk cannot be opened. It will need to be sent to the workshop. After checking to make sure the children in the Pajero weren’t hurt, we exchanged telephone numbers. The driver was a lady and I tried my best to calm her down. We decided to settle it amicably without going through the hassle of insurance and making police reports.

A coaster like this

Yesterday, Benghui tried to boil water. There was a coaster stuck to the bottom of the kettle. He was unaware of it. It was made of rubber. It melted and blocked the gas outlet of the gas stove. The burning acrid smell of the rubber and gas alerted us to the situation. The kettle was burnt, the house was filled with black smoke when I opened the kitchen door. I need a new gas stove.

All in all, God has been keeping a watch out for Benghui. Thank God for that.

I looked at the clock. It was lunch time. Rushed home. The house was unusually quiet. There was no cooked food on the dining table. What had every body been doing the whole morning? I saw a post laju envelope on the table.

Benghui was busy reading a book.

Like I said every body was reading a book or pretending to read a book. Nobody cared I was hungry.

I looked at the book closely. It was the 50+1 Malaysia book.

Quachee

Sent by Quachee my blogger friend. It is not every day an internet friend sends me a gift so I don’t mind starving today. He even wrote a personal message. Benghui will read the message for us.

It is great to be a blogger. So many freebies. I enjoyed the bright colorful pics and the chatty info on Malaysia. It will make a great coffee table book. Quachee, you are the best!