Saturday, September 9, 2017

Another addition to the laundry room


This board had something else written on it but I painted it all white and Antoine used an air brush on the stencils.. thank you Pinterest for this idea!

Saturday, August 19, 2017

From meh to.. hey not bad!

I'm now on leave so I decided to clean up and paint the laundry room. Got rid of the old 1980s cabinets and installed new shelves and shoe racks. Antoine changed the lamp to a small spotlight, which made the small room look a bit bigger now. Happy with the results, never thought I'd say this but I'm now looking forward to clean the house and do the laundry!!

 Before 









 After

 
 



Provence region in summer

 Rousillon 

  Apt Market 


 Saignon










 The Ochre Trail near Rousillon






 Gordes
 
 Senanque Abbey near Gordes





Sunday, August 6, 2017

Dance videos..

Ahhh just like kitten videos, I just can't stop after watching one.. it's the same with dance videos.. :)

These are the ones which are quite cool:







Monday, June 26, 2017

So it's been almost 10 years since I arrived in Geneva..

.. and yet I will always cry on the first day of raya when I can't ask for forgiveness from my mum and dad in person. This year is no exception and I can't say I will ever get used to it. Despite having my own little family, raya is never the same without the very people who gave birth to me and raised me to be the person I am today. Those little moments count. As trivial as it sounds.. welcoming family and friends at the front door, lighting up fireworks the night of Eid with my three little brothers... waking up at 2 am to help mum cook.. these are unforgettable memories of my childhood. I used to be responsible for giving away green packets of money to kids and remembered thinking it was such a chore, but now, I miss it. I can only listen to raya music videos on YouTube and enjoy a nice meal with my boys, but it's not the same.


Nevertheless, whoever you are, if you celebrate Eid, enjoy it and cherish every moment with loved ones..

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Trypophobia... or however people really spell it

Trypophobia.. an irrational fear and disgust of a cluster of holes. If you don't know what I'm talking about, type trypophobia on google images and voila. An animalistic reaction that affects the senses, most likely to protect oneself from danger, as they resemble dangerous images seen in nature, like a beehive. Well I stupidly have this phobia, and the sick and twisted thing about it is, I actually make an effort to google these images and videos and look at them over and over again. Bizarre! A bit masochistic, with minor OCD tendencies? It makes me itch just thinking about them. Antoine has the same phobia. So why do some people have it and some people don't? What does it psychologically mean? And more importantly, can anyone recommend a real cure?! Pfft!!

Friday, August 26, 2016

New addition to my bucket list!

Hunting down the best cakes in the world, just to say if I agreed with CNN's article (or not):

http://edition.cnn.com/2016/08/22/travel/world-national-cakes/

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Latest Update

So it has been a busy few months for us, hence the lack of updates on this blog.

Adamian was born on Hari Raya Haji 24 Sept 2015 at 5.43pm weighing 3.99kg and 51cm. Alhamdullillah all went well.

This is Adamian's YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCZ1A7FrA8_5FBpANT89kwzQ

And this is Ayden's YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCJ7yNZyXiBT_UBU3yemCEcQ

We moved to a new house, Ayden moved to a new school, I got a job and the boys have a new nanny. My parents were here from October to early January (too short!) and I'm still trying to balance work and family life.

Hopefully this blog will be updated more so now that we're more settled. :)

BRF

There are two kinds of females. Those that have a neutral resting face. And those that have a... bitchy resting face. BRF in short. Sadly this is a real phenomenon. I just read this article on CNN (http://edition.cnn.com/2016/02/03/health/resting-bitch-face-research-irpt/) and it reported that scientists can now use a face-reading software to detect underlying emotions. Apparently, those who have the BRF would find it more difficult to hide these emotions, compared to those who have a neutral resting face.

I HAVE THIS BRF. All my life I've been asked to smile more by teachers, relatives, etc. People tell me I look pissed or something when I'm driving on the road when really I'm just listening to some music and minding my own business. People always ask me, 'What's wrong?' but honestly in my mind at those points in time, I'm in an ok mood. Not mad. Not sad. Just neutral. LOL. And this is the classic all time favourite saying 'OMG when I first met you I thought you were a total bitch. But actually, you're cool.'.


So now, when I see people who have a BRF (male or female), I just figure now that it's just their face. Nothing personal. LOL. Dear girls who have the BRFs - I feel ya!

If you have a BRF, you would find these points so TRUE:
http://www.buzzfeed.com/erinlarosa/problems-all-people-with-resting-bitchface-will-understand#.anzjgee48

and

http://www.buzzfeed.com/laraparker/things-that-only-happen-to-people-who-have-resting-bitch#.kxgMzgg3e


A funny video on YouTube on this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3v98CPXNiSk

Enjoy!

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Gore.

I just found out something interesting from a friend about our neighbourhood. More than 20 years ago (in 1993), a French man by the name of Jean-Claude Romand lived in a house just 2 minutes from where we live. I go past it everyday without knowing the history of the people who used to live there. Romand pretended to work for an international organization WHO and lied about being a doctor and his career to his own wife, family and friends for more than 18 years. He lived on money he got from his wife and friends' investments on hedge funds he pretended to manage. Full story short: one day he decided to buy a handgun. He killed his wife with a rolling pin. Left his wife on the bed, slept like normal. Next morning woke up his kids, fed them breakfast, watched cartoons. That night killed them in their beds with shots in the head using the handgun. The next day, he went to his parents' house, shared a meal and shot them both and the dog with the same handgun right after. That night he met his mistress, tried to strangle her with a cord but she fought back. He apologized and made her promise not to tell anyone about the attempted murder. He went back home where the bodies of his family were still there. He watched some TV before attempting to burn down the house. Someone saw the fire and called for help. He was caught but too traumatized to speak to the police. He was in jail since but apparently he's out on parole this year. This story is probably not accurate detail-wise but it is said that this more or less happened.


This is how the house looks like today.