Weehee, I guess you got the shock of your life seeing this picture appear right in front of your face. I know, I look a little scary, but this picture tries to tell you that I am sitting in the porch, BLOGGING. Why I’m doing so? I don’t know, maybe it’s too noisy inside with all the children inside playing. Like childcare centre like that luh, total of 6 teeny weeny people inside.
Anyway, ate some yummy curry noodles for lunch, then went to my uncle’s house, then came back, make zong4 zi , went out to get some ice cream with daddy then here I am now, blogging.
When my Dad and I were walking home from the provision shop, this stray dog, yes, stray dog, followed us all the way home, eyeing our ice cream! Oh my poo poo la. Then when we were already at the gate of our house, the dog still standing there, until my Dad chased it away. ): Don’t be mistaken, I’m not afraid of dog, in fact, I own a dog, but I’m just afraid of STRAY dogs.
The yellow tin on top of the charcoal-y thing is the thingy where dumplings are placed inside to be cooked. Cool eh, my grandma improvised it. ;D
My mom, attempting to, ahem, chop the tree.
Buhbye ;D
Cheryl :)