Tell me, which man would wake up at 6am to do housekeeping, knowing that he could have well gone back to his beauty sleep after all. And which man would walk a distance to fetch a little playful piggy every single morning, without a word of grumble in these 9 months or so.

My darling? Na, its my daddy.

Mummy ought to be slap in the face.

Audaciously segregating all the household chores to my dad, she had the cheek to whimper and whine!

PMS. Hormones surge. She exclaimed! *BISH*

Though both are valid excuses (Note that I dun call it a reason), she should have played a more affectionate role of the wife.

Like those in the soap opera, soft spoken, cooks for the husband, clean up the house, wash clothes, and most of all, doll up and make your hubby proud!

Even if she couldn't attain all of the above mentioned points, i should think the least she can do is to make effort to converse in a nice tone. She sounds as if she is a transvestite. Kaos...

I suppose this is what i always say, mutual toleration of each other in a marriage.

Something about the closure seems constricting and not enabling.

Probably dad and mum got married for reasons of social acceptability, or sexual fever (Which I strongly beg to differ, they are not even sleeping on the same bed!) or just because they thought it was a logical thing to do so.

Sometimes I wonder where the love is. Seize by Virgo I should think so.

Then again, my mum is always smugly boosting away of having an excellent husband that do not flirt at all.

I should be happy for her.

Just pray that they dun bicker, else there will be no one taking care of Xavier.

Baby is coming back this evening; plane is touching down at 1855.

Am gonna give him a surprise at the airport with Mr. Naughty. It has been a long while - 4 days, since we last hug each other.

Perceptibly missing him!

Shall upload photos of my ah yi's wedding the next time I log on.

Have a smashing new year's eve! =)