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


Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Slowly but surely, I am trying to mend my differences with the man i loved. The father of my only pride and joy.

I think its slowly showing results.

We did not quarrel for the past few days. Good sign. We have been joking and making fun of each other.

I did my chores diligently, washed the floor and mopped it 5-6 times yesterday night, making the floor squeaky clean (yes, the floor really squeaks when i rubbed my sole on it!!). I washed the laundry, cleaned up the living room, all in the effort of hoping Kelvin will find our home a pleasant place to come home to.

Tonight we are going to have dinner at this new Ramen restaurant at his workplace, The Central.

After dinner, Kelvin must return to work. -_-'''

Well, I intend to meet up with Jo after she knocks off. Maybe we'll go for a walk. Or shall we train up our characters at DOTA?

*Evil laughter*

I'm so hooked at the game!!!

I used to hate Warcraft DOTA, as i though what is so nice about slaying ugly creatures and seeing gore all over your screen? But Kelvin got hooked to the game after Ign intro him to the game, and he would spend his waking moments playing it at internet cafes.

I used to be magnanimous, playing the good wife, letting him play with his cousins and friends till the wee hours while i wait patiently at home. Then slowly i became curious how nice the game could be? how come this so called DOTA is stealing quality time between hubby and wife?

I tried playing the game.

Once, too tough...

Twice, still ok... but still not interested....

Thrice, Ok... quite interesting....

The rest is history.

I admit i tried to master the game so that at least kelvin and i could have one more common topic and we can spend time together doing things we both like.

If thats not being supportive, i dunno what is.

Brain freezed @
1:03 PM