have not spend quality time with mother...
decided to be filial son and do bonding session over tea and shopping...
so spend whole of last thursday with mom soaking up gss leftovers...
decided that since after mom's foot operation...
her foot will be in unglam bandages for months...
will be filial son and buy a pair of hedi klum's birkenstock for her...
cannot believe that mom do not know what birkenstock was...
first thing mom says aloud when she enters store...
"THESE ARE THE SHOES SOLD IN BANGKOK RIGHT? THE REALLY CHEAP ONES?"
then followed by other comparable embarassing loud remarks...
"WHY ARE THEY ALL SO MAN-ISH LOOKING, IS THIS WHAT FAT PEOPLE WEAR NOW BECAUSE THEY CAN'T FIND SLIM FITTING SHOES?"
"WHY IS IT SO BLOODY EXPENSIVE WHEN IT LOOKS LIKE SMTG A CONSTRUCTION WORKER OR A HOBO WOULD WEAR?"
"HEDI KLUM DESIGNED THESE UGLY PVC SHOES WITH CHEAP COLOURED PLASTIC JEWELS TRYING TO PASS OF AS DIAMONTE?!"
"ERM, DO THEY HAVE ANYTHING WITH HEELS ON THEM?"
if you think that was bad enough...
you do not want to hear what she says when we passed a shop selling crocs...
note to self...
never ever show my face in birkenstock store...
ever again...
this is why i don't go shopping with mom...
am filial son...
will not disown mom in birkenstock...
spend the whole day trying to find comfortable heels for mom..
so that she can jam her already fat bandaged foot into pointed 3 inch high heel after operation...
mom left on friday to port dickson for spa before operation...
operation will be on a monday...
will be in hospital for a couple more...
dad's leaving on tuesday to holland...
bro's still on wild euro trip...
so that leaves me next in line in authority...
may not sound that big of a deal to you...
but have never held such high family status ever in my life...
am the equalavant of that strange second cousin's sister's brother-in-law of price charles...
do you know how many people have to die before strange second cousin's sister's brother-in-law becomes king of england...
too many...
anyhoo...
point is that am man of the house...
will be in control of running the house...
managing its daily activities...
and disciplining pubertising hormonal teenage sister...
eventhough my maid will be incharge the money...
maid knows dad's hotel number and mom's ward room number...
maid knows sis' school timetable and extra curriculum...
and i still rely on my maid to wake up in the morning...
trust me...
this house is in good hand...
Sunday, June 25, 2006
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