Fudgy Wudgy

Judgy Dudgy
Yummy Tummy
Chocky Wocky

BROWNIES!

You know what's good for you.

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Chocolate Covered Cherry Cookies

The Bf had some.The Brothers had some. The Mum had some. Lingyi had some. Ting had some. Weini, Jamie,Janet, JT and the rest who are going to her party on Monday will get some:)

Nomnom.

Homemade Dinner for 2

Tag: Meatloaf cupcakes 1, 2, 3, 4 (clockwise starting from left)

Tag:(In order of pictures displayed from left) Meatloaf cupcake 3, Meatloaf cupcake 2, 3, 4, Meatloaf cupcake 3

Tag: Linzer Sablés 1,2

Tag: Linzer Sablés 3,4,5

Tag: Linzer Sablés 6,7

Tag: Linzer Sablés 8,9,10

Tag (above): Meatloaf cupcake 1,4, Boiled African Broccoli

Tag(below): (From left, clockwise direction) Linzer Sablés 1-10 with icing sugar, Cherries, Wayne, Boiled African Broccoli, Meatloaf cupcakes 2,3 Scrambled eggs, Plastic fork 1, 2, Meatloaf cupcakes 1,4, Boiled African Broccoli

Jingle Bells

Merry Christmas to all my dear friends!

Yes. Its that time of year again and I am glad its that time of year again!

Even though the malls are crowded, the hole in your pocket is getting bigger and the same old christmas songs are replayed over and over but yes. I still love Christmas!:)

Looking back at the 19 Christmasses that i spent, well, not reallly 19 because i cannot really count those that i did not really 'celebrated consciously', I still cannot really figure out why i love Christmas so much!

This year is the third Christmas I am going to spend with the boyfriend and it is particularly exciting because he is going to meet my extended family. Anyway,I figured, if it gets too weird, we can probably run off to Mt Faber and continue our Christmas tradition. Yes. we are suckers for fake snow.

I baked more oatmeal choc-chip cranberry cookies yesterday.

No prizes for guessing who they are for.

:)

P.S For having a true Haagen dazs experience. Please go with Wendy KTingwen.

P.S.S I had fun lah Ting! Your friend is funny too.

Red Balloon

It was cold and clammy. Just like his hands which he just nervously ran through his stiff waxed hair and stopped halfway, swearing silently in his head. He forgot he had waxed his hair. He clenched his fist and jammed them into his coat pockets which were full of melted toffees. He swore silently again and sighed. She gave a light laugh and they stopped. Leaning against the railings, they stared at the grey waters.

Just as she was about to speak, he blurted out, “I want to be with you.”

She slowly tucked her loose strands of hair behind her ear and continued to stare at the waters in front of them. Then she said, almost inaudibly, “Do you see the red balloon over there?” He frantically searched for the red in the grey and nodded vehemently when he finally found it. The red balloon that she mentioned did not bob with the rhythm of the waves. It was not floating. It was almost like there was someone walking on the seabed pulling the ballon along. She spoke again softly, “Balloons are supposed to be in the sky.” He looked at her, confused. “Do you want to be the red balloon?” she asked.

The big clock tower struck twelve as he trudged down the uneven stone path. He stuck his hands into his coat pockets of melted toffees and swore silently. Only this time, his hair was not waxed like a few days ago and his socks had holes. He stopped. Leaning against the railings, he stared at a red balloon high up in the dark grey skies.