Diana Hairul’s

Bamboo carpets for sale for the upcoming festivity, Eid Mubarak.

3 different designs in different sizes.

Design 1:

Sizes Available: M & L

Design 2:

Sizes Available: S & L

Design 3: 

Sizes Available: S & L

Size S:
Measurements: 188cm by 150cm
Price: $50

Size M:
Measurements: 216cm by 160cm
Price: $60

Size L:
Measurements: 248cm by 180cm
Price: S80

Orders are to be placed by tomorrow if you would like to get these bamboo carpets by next week. Orders that are placed next week, will be delivered to you a week before Hari Raya.

For more information please call Taufik @ 90113625.

I have bought one for my boys’ room as it is easy to clean and dust free. It is affordable too. In geylang bazaar, the retail prices are from $125 to $145.

This is an entry created by my friend Sharifah.

Her friend met with a terrible accident, Inallillah, Pada dia kita datang dan kepadanya kita kembali. Setiap yg hilang ada hikmahnya, Insya ALLAH…(please note that INALILLAH does not mean only for death. It means loss of every kinds. Jatuh or lose things, we recite Inallillah. For HE is the one who gave us and HE has the power to take it all back.)

I cannot do much to help other than to offer to put up this entry on my blog.

Dear lovely people, do read on and in the name of ALLAH the Almighty, let’s help this friend of Sharifah to overcome his times of adversity.

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Hi Everyone,

Me n Hubbs has been trying to contact as many people from Temasek Secondary who
graduated in 1991 or 1992 who knows our friend by the name Shazali Bin Mukhtar aka Drac aka Mamat.

This posting is also open to those who do not know Shazali but would like to help this family in need…

This dear friend friend of ours is the sole breadwinner and a much beloved husband to his wife and a doting father to his to sons aged 5 and 2.

Being musically inclined, Shazali has a huge talent with drums and sound systems. He has previously worked with BMC and then went on to be a freelance soundman who sets up sound systems for major functions and TV bradcastings.  His parents has a food stall at Geylang Market.

On 25th May 2007, Shazali met with an accident, falling from a height of about 4m and incurring a critical injury to his spinal cord and major ateries causing 2 blood clots. He went
into coma, came out of it and went back in again and was in the NEURO ICU.

There were hints from nurses and docs that his condition could go either way and chances of fully recovering are very slim, in fact there are chances that he could be paralysed NECK DOWN, nauzubillah…

Well thats wat they say but wife believes he has a strong will n will recover, though it will take a long time for that.

The latest op done on him ytd was to reduce the blood pressure from building up again, which could burst another artery. He was awake when me, hubbs n bro-in-law went to visit and he had tears flowing when he saw family and friends visiting, esp seeing his mum n wife.

It was hard holding back my tears seeing him strapped up with neck support and multiple dozens of tubes all over his body and seeing his family in distress.

Berat mata memandang berat lagi bahu yg memikul

Me n hubbs sat n discussed, knowing how little CPF he has and how HUGE his hospital bills will amount to, at least in hundreds of thousands of dollars being in NEURO ICU, we thought we could help by rounding up funds from anyone and everyone who has known him, even vaguely or remotely, or even not at all, yet would like to render some financial assistance as well as a kind word or two to ease his family’s heartpain.

Here we pledge in the name of Allah that any funds received would be coallated for the sole purpose of assisting Shazali n family.

For those who would like to make a contribution or would like to find out more abt Shazali’s condition, do drop me an email Sharifah at pralines55@gmail.com

A side glance of Shazali [in red sleeveless] is available at www.friendster.com/sharifah at my public photos No 49.

Salams & God Bless
Sharifah & Jali

p.s. Even jus simply praying for his recovery and family’s well being would by itself be a great contribution already.

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Thank you all for your kind doas and contributions. Only ALLAH will be able to repay your kindness and generosity.

Regards

DH

Unbelieveable! Changes my foot!

You coward little maggot!

You! All bark and no bite. You love talking history don’t you? How about I freshen your mind on Boys’ plaything! For your own history book. Period.

For me, no point beating a dead horse. It’s done and over with. I am just going to let sleeping dogs lie!

Oh ya, before i forget, do remember this hard and deep, people who lives in glass houses should not throw stones!

*chants to oneself* good begets good. evil begets evil.

Don’t go about stepping my tail, I do have a dark side!

Only i have more sense of tolerance than you!

Remember the brand CHIC COUTURE.

Remember I used to publish the items on my website on blogspot. The items that I was selling.

Remember the high tea that I held for bloggers who was interested in the items?

It used to be that bloggers have to come to my house to take a look and purchase them. Either that, they buy them online.

Well, now we no longer sell them only over the web or at home.

Now, with your support, Chic Couture have spread its’ wings.

It have finally opened up a shop in the vast area of Bugis Village.

Chic Couture is very happy to announce that we are now at Bugis Village - The Largest Street Shopping Area in Singapore.

Our shop is located at 02C Bugis Village 2nd Floor, ready to greet you to come see the new range of ladies unique necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings and earrings. Mostly handmade and uniquely us, Exclusively Yours to own.

As always, we have limited stock to keep the exclusivity, so please do not wait to own what is yours; or risk missing the one you fancy. Nonethless we replenish with new styles often to keep you up-to-date with your trendy lifestyle.

Please continue to give Chic Couture your support.

To see and know more of Chic Couture products, please log on to http://chiccouture.blogspot.com

Diana Hairul on Behalf of Chic Couture.

Dedicated to Cik Bian and Cik Azie..

Humans. No matter how different we are in terms of background, race and personality, we all share the similiar weaknesses and strengths.

We tend to always see others’ flaws but always failed to see our own. We laughed, we make funny remarks about how others’ life are, felt right thinking that they are such a joke. We said so much but failed to realise how would it feel if you were to be fitted into their shoes. And I am saying this, in general and that includes myself.

We felt sad that people do not understand, why we are they way we are. We felt hurt when others hurt us by their words but have we realised that we could be doing the same to others?

Life is structured to be like a wheel. It revoves in circles. There are days, smiles and laughters seem endless and then, there are days where pain and agony seems to be neverending.

That is why we need someone to walk us through the cycles of life. Be it the happy or dreading days of life.

Like for e.g. : when you received good news of maybe a promotion, the excitement can be so great as you felt the sense of accomplishments and the feeling of euphoria makes you without realising it, sharing it with the whole world of friends and family. The encouraging words that will come pouring in makes you nothing but stronger and motivates you to achive even more.

Or maybe when you lost something dearest to you, but means nothing to others. And you feel that you need to share your woes of losing that precious one. Not because you want to trouble others with your craps but just to share your feelings. Then words of comfort came strolling in. It made you feel at ease, not much but calming.

Because to you it feels good to share it with people you care or meant something to you. People that you trust would not judge you in anyways. Someone that you feel comfortable sharing to. It is nice right to share. I will not deny it. It feels wonderful. That is why when someone shares with me their deepest feeling of sadness, I feel for them and when they share the most remarkable news about themselves, I feel great. Envy? I hope not! For envy is nothing but the root to evil and hatred.

To each its own. How they want to express their feelings, what they did or what they are going to do is never up to us. How will you feel when your life is being dictate by others? And because you do not wish to be the subject of the topic of the day, you ended up not being yourself and restricting the level of freedom that was given to you. When you are happy, in love, over the moon, feel free to express it. When you gives out the good aura, people do get influenced and get perks up. Not all, but still there is a chance. And when you’re down or angry, having doubts, do not be afraid to express it out. But of course, as humans we have to have our limitations. Don’t go overboard!

How would you feel when you put up the priorities in your life different from others and then they do nothing but mock you? Or You feel comfortable with the way you are, as you don’t feel that you are affecting others(for its your life) but being judged as someone so low, worse than a mucus?

Of course you’re upset. Sometimes these people tend to only voice out their opinions without realising the significant impact they could cause on others.

Its your life, you worked hell for the happiness that you dream to attain. As life is never a bed of roses, you have to go through a journey of hell rides and scary adventures and when you get there, why not be happy with it. Even if it means to others that its nothing but mere boastfulness on your part. Its your life! No one can tell you what to do or how you should do it. They did not feel those stormy rides with you, they will not know how you feel.

Before, you hv a diary of your own, where no one reads your ramblings bt yourself, as the day passes by and modern technology gets the better of us, we do it online. Your own space, your rights to say things about yourself, your hubby and your family, even friends. only different, it is not private anymore. When you take on this, you know, you will be faced with people abhoring your life, envious of your life, happy with your life, for some kind souls, they feel proud for your life and there will be a series of misunderstandings. To you, to hell what others have to say about your life, for they do not know who the real person that exists in you. Somehow, what they have to say, have no impact on you. But when negativities comes from people you adore so much, people you trust, people you care so much,feels comfortable with, especially when it is said behind your back, its heart-breaking, tear-jerking and absolute sadness.

For me, I rather have things said to my face. Any doubts or opinions, say it to me. Being human, you tend to miss to see your own mistakes. This will be less heart-breaking than hearing what others are talking about you behind your crampy little ass. I can handle confrontations on doubts or opinions better.

And if they are a person with an open mind, they will accept you for who you are and not for who you are not. To have flaws and lacks off is nothing but human. The ALMIGTHY created different personalities for a reason. We compliment each other. I may have nothing of yours and you may have nothing of mine, that makes it perfect. If everyone should be born the same, life will be nothing but sheer boredom and all of us will be wearing the same colour of clothes, wearing the same colour undergarments and having the same style of hair. That’s not human. That’s machine.

Instead of us always going on ones’ back and launching attacks(this include myself), why not we be more of a generous person. Go on, go upfront and say your views. Sharing views always makes a different. At least you tend to realise what you are lacking off and your flaws. From there, Insya ALLAH, with much sincerity and with the help of ALLAH, you can change it to be a better someone.

But again, there should be limits to everything. You should not change others’ just to suit you. That’s not fair and nice, that’s weird. Life is not supposed to be on force and tortures, life is supposed to be an adventure. Give others’ the freedom of their life, the same way you like, to have the kind of freedom that you are given. Give each other a break lah!

I am a sensitive damsel. And I too have flaws that I should work on but it is impossible to, without given the chance or the opportunity to. Everything needs time. Be fair to others.

Don’t group each other and then hurt another. Today may be a day for that someone but always remember ALLAH is fair, it could happen to you. Like I have said, life is a wheel and it goes in circles.

If you are a person with a good heart, you will create an opportunity and be more encouraging.

Well, we need each other, no matter how strange it is, its true. That’s life! If not, would there be more than a species living and breathing in this space called planet earth?

Ok, i just want to share what papa always say to me,

"jgn slalu sangka diri kita baik dan diri org ajer yg salah, blajar bermuhasabah diri".

"ukuran pakaian atau harta benda bukan harta yg kita akan bawa ke liang kubur, tapi hati yg baik dan amal ibadah yg ikhlas".

"Jgn sekali menyakiti hati org lain kalau tidak mahu disakiti".

One thing I know, its never our prerogative to judge others.

I too have to work on all these. I’m also human. To err is inevitable.

I will never regret my journey of life or the people I have in my life. If it is not for them, life is nothing but meaningless. Let’s not condemn but respect each other shall we?

Black, white, fat, thin etc. All deserve respect.

Ya ALLAH thank you for my life. Albeit the hardships and sorrows that I have to walk on.

PS: I am writing things in general. About how I feel.

Ring Ring..

I lazily, went to pick up the phone and answered with a very impolite "Hello".

Su : Dik..hahaha..apa kau buat? ( asking me what I was doing?)

Me: Aku tgh sakit pinggang ah!! ( I am having back ache)

Su : The kebayan is at it again? (kebayan - witch)

Me: Kebayan? Ahh??

Su: Kau dengar eh..( You listen eh)

Me: ok..

Su: went on reading and halfway stop at a point where she pointed out, "nie dalam makna dia. Dia kata kau tapi pandai divert pat lain". ( This have a deeper meaning. It was talking about you but it made it somewhat talking abt other things.)

Me: haha..really.. biarlah..(let it be)

Su, Continued reading it and stop at every point to tell me her opinion and at the end of it

Su : seram ah dekni. dia tak boleh stop eh. apsal dia macam tu. ( scary ah it. it can never stop ah. why is it like that?)

Me: ntah. mana aku tahu. kau tanya aku, aku nak jawab apa. biarlah. tak kuasa aku nak layan and get affected.(don’t know. how i know. you ask me, what can i answer? let it be lah. i could not be bothered to entertain it and get affected)

Su: Kau tak buat apa-apa, tak cakap pasal dia, dia still nak sakit kan hati kau. apsal dia macam tu? nasib laki aku nya ex ** tak macam tu.(you never do anything, never talk about it, it still want to hurt your feelings. Why is it like that? lucky, my hub’s ex ** are not like that)

Me: hmm..biar ah..i won’t do anything. tak kuasa. budak-budak ah perangai. layan dia baik aku layan kucing aku.( hmm.. let it be ah..i won’t do anything. can’t be bothered. very childish behaviour. i rather pay attention to my cat.)

Su: Kau very strong. Kau can just ignore. Kalau aku mampos dia aku kerjakan. aku confirm dah mengamok. (if it was her, she will definitely explode and retaliate.)

Me: Dia (it) got issues lah.. of which aku tak kuasa nak tahu apa.( of which I don’t bother what it is.) biarkan.. (let it be)karma babe, believe in karma.. remember ALLAH dah berjanji, pada setiap org yg dianiaya baik dari cakapan atau perbuatan, org yg dianiaya itu segala doa mereka akan dikabulkan.. ( Allah promised that whoever is being set upon, that person every prayers will be granted) so aku just pray..(so, i will just pray) Leave it to the Almighty. No point fighting fire with fire.. I am too old for all this.

Su: I salute you babe.

Then we laughed it off and changed the subject.

I have no idea or so why is it, it wont stop. Anyway, directly or indirectly trying to cause hurt, all i can say, ALHAMDULLILLAH, with the help of ALLAH the ALMGHTY, I am not even slightly hurt.

In fact, it made me stronger. I kept reminding myself on the gauntlet that i set on myself, that is "of ignoring unimportant things". I am trying to achieve that.

To me, with all that had happened, no doubt it shed my tears. No doubt I was hurt. I was belittled but ALHAMDULLILLAH. Every tears of sorrow and patience, every hard rides that i had to go through, every fall that I took, it made me stronger.

Like they say, "what doesn’t kill you made you stronger" Through time, you slowly grow that inner strength so much stronger than what you are made of. Due to all the bad experiences that you had to take and learn from it. And somehow, you are immuned to every coming same old affairs. I guess I am very immuned. hehe..

In this holy months of Nisfu Syabaan, Ramadhan, I will keep my peace. I will shrug it, look forward and move on, with the help of my lovely family, hubby, close friends and most of all, Insya ALLAH with the help of ALLAH.

No matter how people try to put me down. How they do it and what ever way they do it, i will let them do it.

I will not retaliate, I will keep it under my hat. I will only guard myself with my prayers. The only strongest ammunitions that I have from any hurting words or even hard machines try to kill me with.

As they say, the person with the truth will always be guarded with patience and silence, no matter how badly they were to be set upon. The person with so much angst will be the ones always trying to make a lot of noise from an empty barrel.

I say, Ditto..

I am no saint but I believe in what the above said. As long as your conscience is clear, why make so much noise?

Ignorance is always a bliss. And I have been enjoying it so far. The game have been a tad too out of fashion.

I am the Melayu of the 21st century not Melayu yg duduk bawah block tak habis nak cakap pasal org, dendam org and penuh with hasad dengki which i think more of the 70’s to the 90’s century.

Bury the hatchet and walk on. life is swooshing past. No point wasting the luxurious of what life and time offers you to something that takes in too much of the negativities and your energy. Wasting electricity is bad for global warming tau.

My friend, my darling schoolmate, you are damn hilarious. Whatever it is, thank you for your concern.

Kita buat bodoh jer lah eh.. We ignore it..No point getting all worked up.

And I am writing this with no grudges beared.

(I am using it so that I don’t have to let people know who or what gender this person is)

Love,

Diana Hairul

What I am penning down is just some random thoughts of mine. It came by as a surprise.

I am a person who dearly cherish friendship. When I bumped into old friends that I truly adore, without thinking much, I will be filled with excitements and rekindling lost friendship will always be the "thing" that I will want to do.

For me, I do not judge people. I do not choose my friends. As, we are a person of our own. each and everyone of us are different in our own ways. In terms of personality, the way we talk, the way we walk and we all have different opinions about things and life.

How can two different people of totally different backgrounds walk the same path?

It is not simple but to make a friendship work, we must give it a try, understand each other’s path and give each other a chance to know and love each other.

Overtime, only through time and sharing moments will tell it all. It is a matter of giving it a try and time.

Never be judgemental. Do not be easily be taken in by what you think of what you saw or hear about, doubts the person’s credibility and integrity of being your friend.

Everyone makes mistakes. No one is a perfect someone. To err is only human, to forgive is divine. First impression lasts, but have you ever thought that sometimes out of sheer excitement, anxiety gets the better of you. You may thought you were just exchanging personal thoughts and things about you. With the tone and the words used, with the way you speak, only you know that it was never meant to be passed off as being arrogant or show offs. To others you sound corny or cocky!  Maybe it was just the way you are. Not a good people-person in sharing your feelings and details about you. So, does that gives anyone the right to pass a judgment towards you? No. Never.

To love a person is to know that person. Give them a chance to be more comfortable with you, else takes it as a pinch of salt. Come on, we all are a different people, fitting into society. Give it a break! Do not let sensitivity overwhelms you.

Life is not easy. Every single one of us have our own speciality and flaws. That’s the beauty of life. We get around different people and learn from each other to made one another a better someone. We learn from each other’s mistake and we embraced each other to perfect each other’s lives. Easy as it may seems but never into doing it. Effort plays an important role.

Bearing grudges and focusing too much on others lacks and flaws only made us the bigger evil. What about their gd points? Should we not look into that facts? Is it right for us to pass them off as bad or "not my type of friends for coffee" just because they are lack of the values that only you find valuable to you?

Or maybe because they made a mistake of which to only you, it seems weird and strange?

I find that even more hilarious and even more strange. Doubting a person because they could not talk their way the way you would want them to. Funny but that’s life.

I am what I am. I could not be bothered with what others have to say or think of me. What bothers me if I had hurt that person. I take great pride in friendship. I hold the light of friendship like a candle lighting in the mid of a windy day, where i will try as much to keep it lighting on, preventing it being blown by the wind and dies off.

Therefore, I will always take and drop things off. I do not carry those baggages of hatred or revenge with me. It will only bog me down from walking my life. I rather learn from every bad experiences of friendship, shrug it and walk on to a new day, a new path. What happened was only natural for friendships to run to. No friendship passes off without having to go through peak and troughs. Only through this course, you will learn about each other and even yourself. I will rather forgive, forget and never bother to look back.

The past is the past. What good comes out of talking and getting back at the past? No good comes out of it. Walk on and whatever evil thoughts that might come passing by, Keep It under your Hat. Ignorance is bliss.

When people tell me that this person somehow still am raving about me up to today, be it in her reply or blog, I could not care less..I rather be the bigger person. Do not be bothered and ignore it. I rather laugh at the foolishness of that person. I choose to rather focus my energy on myself than figthing endless childish war and warts.

And if a person chooses not to be my friend through their shallow mind of judging me even before knowing the real me, to me, who cares. That is but only part and parcels of life. Some may like us and some may hate us, even hating us without pure reason. Just that hint that they have in them. What can I say?

Nothing! I just have to let it be and walk on. Life is waiting for me. My life, my family’s and my kids’. Others do not matter. What matter most is not pleasing others but pleasing myself and people that matters to me.

That is all..my two cents worth.

This entry is written in general. It is only about me and the way I think about friendship.

Comprende..ok then..finito..

Till another long entry…heh!

Last week, I received a lovely mail from someone.

At first I could not recall who she was. I kept asking and kept thinking who this lovely lady with a beautiful baby was.

Until yesterday, I finally recalled it.

She and I go way back. We shared a past. She was an ex-girlfriend of my ex-fiance.

The ex-s Reunions.hehehe..

I felt truly great and appreciate her gestures of dropping me a note on my friendster.

She looks so beautiful and she has such a darling baby. Basking in marital bliss and being a mother I say.

Dear Raudha,

This entry is for you. When I realised it was you who emailed me, I was so happy and excited to hear an update about your life.

You made my day. I was very touched by your email. And like I said, I am honoured to keep in touch with you.

Thank you for leaving me your number. I promise you I will call you very soon. Let’s catch up. Let’s share all the happy moments of our lives.

Thank you for adding me to your contacts. You made me smile.

You look so beautiful and Masya ALLAH, your baby is so cute like buttons. I want to see that gorgeous baby and mommy..

I really do..But then again, you have always been a beautiful babe. In addition to that, a nice and wonderful lady.

Thank you so much dearest for your mail. Here’s to friendship. Cheers.

Smoochies to you and the lovely little one.

It is good kan, that we do not hanker over the past, as we both knows, what we have now is the best. Who cares about what happened back then. It happened and it is the past. Let bygones be bygones.

The future that matters the most.

Who says internet are vicious? Not always. See, I met with a darling someone of my past and I felt truly great.

Two testimonials came for me.

From Shi ting, an adorable, wonderful ex-colleague and darling work buddy, kit kat buddy, Chris.

Both said: Don’t offend me or I’ll be monstrous..That was not how they put it but it is how I requote it..hehe.

Yeah! ME.. I don’t care if that person was my boss or someone of a higher rank. Especially in Smartron while I was this executive dealing with the production and customer, the stress level can really be terribly high. And if any big boss tried as much as create a mess for me, I will definitely not fear of voicing it out. No wonder, I got that promotion before I left. hehe..I respected only one person who deserves my respect. He is my boss. I am sure Chris and Shi ting knows who I am mentioning here.

Then came working for this new company. My darling boss is a good boss. I was given the privillege to work from home. I am now tagged with the word Manager. Everyone else in the company is a good colleague except for that one lame ass bitch. Damn you!

She tried as much as to bring me down but I have always my ways to make her lose out on her game. Hey! this is work mate. If you do not play your card well and guard your position with honour and pride, you’ll lose it. I won’t let you do that to me. I will guard it well. I know you told them, why is it hard to bring me down. Why? because i am honest and very sincere about my work. I work hard for it. You tried to set me up but how unlucky can you be. When I threw the proofs out in the meeting room to justify the whole situation. You went all red. I was cool about it. You tried again. You tried to sabotage me. Lucky for me, being in production is nothing to me. Run the machine? Ain’t a problem to me. To me, if you want it so bad then do it yourself.

I may work from home but I have my eyes around the office. Don’t try your nasty lil games. Do something worthwhile. Focus on your job! Isn’t that was what the company paid you for? So do it. Didn’t boss say to you to quit getting me in a mess? He knows now that you can’t be trusted. All you want is to be bring me down. He knows my values. Instead of wasting that energy of trying to get what you want, let’s work together. Won’t that be better? Why bury that hatred feelings in you? LEt it go babe, let go! Act more of a Manager not a lame ass bitch!

then again, does not matter to me, as long as i do my work with all my pride and be responsible towards it, you can do what you want. Who cares!

I am not going to bother myself over this. It is so unethical and not proffessional.

So kisses for you..See these smiles? heh!

The Ads kept flashing on the tv screen every now and then.

It is a concert ad of a great diva. An ad that manage to entice a major population of the world, of course homes with the tv set I mean. A concert which everyone will/would want to go. That includes me.

I would want to be there, sway my body around, jumping around and diffuse myself with the going-ons at the concert, going on almost like a person suffering from an intense case of a mad cow disease.

Madonna live in LONDON. It is the diva, Madonna and it is in the great city of London. I mean Madonna and London..

I will be jumping mad to buy the flight and concert tixs. It is definitely a great thing to do but what can a Mummy of two beautiful babies do? What other options does she have in her pocket other than firmly bury herself in the homegrounds and give her utmost attentions and devotions to her babies. She have no other choice but to suck the ideas in. *puts on the apron and start dusting the house*

My babies need me more than a Madonna concert. I mean I am my very own diva. I am a diva in the eyes of my babies. Well, I guess, I will have to put on those diva hat and do my own concert with great, more than wonderful, very loud audiences and loyal fans of mine. My babies, Samuel Marthin and Hizqeel Marthin. This is definitely more rewarding than being in LONDON and watching MADONNA LIVE..

Sound paradoxical? such is life of a mummy isn’t it.. Nah..I will not regret for a million years to miss the concert. I have passed that phase anyways. I mean, me? being in beautiful London, leaving my two babies for Madonna? I can’t even be more than a metre apart from my kids, let alone be miles away from them. Wishful thinking of me! Heh!

Hmm..I guess if I can’t be at the concert, I will just hang up posters of Madonna, blast the cd player volume to the max and pretend that I am there..hehe..That should work! It has to!

If it still doesn’t work, I willl just have to reminisce on the great day where I recently attended a concert. A concert which infants and toddler were allowed to participate in.

The Hi-five concert.

Afterall, I did honestly speaking, enjoyed myself at the concert and managed to burn a depth in my hubby’s pocket. That should do it. That should heal the the bleeding Madonna’s Concert thoughts. Hehe..

They say,"its better than nothing"… And I concur to that..

*put the hi-five cd on and dance around to the Hi-five songs, joined in by the babies*