She can now count 1 to 10 in English; 1-11 in Malay; sing songs, and calls herself CICAKMAN.
She’s two years old today.
Almost 2
This is Nisaa now: 3 days before her 2nd birthday
This was Nisaa when she turned 1 last year
PADI Members Forum
I was running a fever of 39C but I still went to the PADI Members’ Forum for the latest updates. More questions unanswered until they tie-up loose ends.
Anyway, Jim, Katakpink, Mephisto, Putradiver and Commander Saufi were there too. I also learnt that one of my PASKAL buddies, Warrant Officer Sahak, passed away at the beginning of the last Haj season after he was involved in a motorcycle accident after seeing his mother-in-law off.
Another one bites the dust…
This Old House
This house was completed early last quarter of 2001. I did some renovation to it, then did some DIY stuf like putting up the wooden panels, lighting etc. All bulbs, save for the lounge and kitchen, are energy-saving bulbs…even outside. I see a reduction from the usual RM5xx electric bill back at Bukit Rahman Putra using conventional lighting and two airconditioners to just around RM50 per month with the lights outside remaining on for the whole night every night and three rooms using airconditioner.
My next project is to complete the fence lighting, and another pond behind the bonsai tree.
You can view more of the house HERE.
Happy 68th Birthday
It’s my father’s 68th birthday today.
Pampered
Two days since the end of the 28 dives plus underwater assembly and moving of scaffoldings etc. Whole body still aches. Well, pay was good…received a 4-figured pay for 2-days work….food was good, free-flow and free. So I shouldn’t complain.
Anyway, at 7am today I sent my daughters Hana and Iqa for their co-curricular activities at school. Picked them up at 10am. Then at 11.30am sent my mom to the Honda Service center for her to pick up her car.
Went back home, sent a text message to The Cute One. Then fell asleep. Woke up, body was still aching. So went to get a good massage. The last thing I remembered was asking forgiveness from the masseuse if I fell asleep. And that I did. I must have snored away while being massaged for a good two hours. Woke up and asked why had she stopped. That was when she pointed to the clock.
Imagine sleeping through the back-breaking, neck-snapping process, and pressure points being elbowed and knuckled etc.
I still wonder how I managed that.
2 Days and 28 Dives Later
For two days I was part of the safety diver team, the underwater grip team, counsellor to a talent, for a commercial shoot for a Lebanese company. I was in-charge of the safety of namely the Malaysian talent, Brigette. There were two other talents, Francine from Brazil, and the main talent from Russia whose name I did not get.
On the first day we did rehearsals, mainly for the respective safety divers and their charge to have somekind of understanding on hand signals and safety. I did 8 dives on the first day that lasted from 10am through 9.30pm. We also assembled the scaffoldings underwater and moved them to the correct positions.
On the second day, we did more rehearsals while waiting for the shooting of the spa scene at another location to complete before the director could attend to our location. The day started at 8am. We only began shooting at nightfall to get the correct ambience. We wrapped up at 4.30am the next day, and I logged 20 dives (with lots of bounces). And remember, 20 dives means all dives were of 21 minutes or more, not including the bounces where I spent less than 5 minutes on the surface while assisting the talent I was in-charge of with safety.
It was a good experience, albeit a very tiring one. We divers finished up 3 bottles of 100% oxygen to minimise inner-ear decompression sickness or any other decompression sickness that may affect us due to the nature of the dives.
Many people forget that every dive, even those in pools, is a decompression dive.
You can view more pics by clicking here.
Farhan’s First Day Away
This is Farhan on his first day away from home…that was yesterday. And for the first time in 35 years, I had to spend a full day at a kindergarten. Today, I sent him there again and left him. He cried and yelled and whacked his class teacher…but I was advised by the Principal to leave him there and let him “grow up and grow out of being too attached.”
It was sad watching him there…apart from the stupid deployment in Langkawi, and my occassional dive trips, he’s never really been separated from me. Well, the deployment in Langkawi wasn’t stupid. The people who had wanted it there were stupid.
Although he’s just turned 4, he’s really 5 this year. He’s a grown-up boy now.
Golf Together After 3 Years – Part 2
This posting refers to this link
Daddy, Shaking Lee and I wonder what’s happened to Taikor Loo. After screwing the flight up at the eleventh hour that golf day, his mobile phone number is now “no longer in service.” He must have been so frightened of our 3-year old scorecard that he took off and changed his number.
Back To School – Part 3
What a day it’s been. My son, Alim, who goes to the same school as Fazira, went missing after school. He finished half an hourbefore Fazira did and, probably felt sleepy, walked back to the lesser ventured part of school and slept there. It took us more than half an hour to locate him.
I now have to drive Iqa to and from school and that’s screwing up my daily schedules.
Gotta do something about it.
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