<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/33147913?origin\x3dhttp://morningmournings.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>


The Chronicles Of Mummy Liew
. . . . .When silliness overthrows routine. . . . .


Monday, September 4, 2006

So busy that I barely had time to key in this post. In fact, Kelvin is waiting for me now at the car park as I am writing this post. Mondays are rarely days where I can laze at my seat and watch the world goes by.

By the time I glanced at my clock, it was already 1pm and Angie was rushing me to tell her what I would like to have for lunch. And now, barely caught my breath, and POOF! Time to go home.

Brain freezed @
6:59 PM