The weekend was pretty interesting, with a long weekend where I enjoyed a little bit of everything I wanted to do.

Like sleeping till late noon(or was it almost early evening) on Friday, after watching The Other Boleyn Girl on my desktop on Thursday night.

Read Angels and Demon.

Rockbanding.

And then it was an impromptu session of Mahjong.

Reading again(I feel intellectual! Yay!).

I didn’t sleep all that much, and woke up at 11 am on Saturday morning. Wow. Morning on a Saturday. How… productive(no oversleeping like the day before! Yay!).

Out for lunch at Jurong Point foodcourt(no atas food! Yay!).

Watched Get Smart with my complimentary tickets(Didn’t waste money! Yay!).

Bought 2 more books(Buy 1 Get 1 Free from Popular! Yay!).

Head home and bade goodbye to my peace. I’ve got a new maid. From Myanmar. Dad had hired her many months ago, and paid a lump sum so that for the next 2 years she would be contracted to us.

A young woman who has never been a maid, I think. She spoke minimal English and communication is a bitch with me wildly gesturing and me not understanding myself either.

So the first day of orientation had me showing her where the chute is(and how to pull it open to throw the garbage in), how to operate the washing machine(I hope she understands separating the darks and pales BETTER than my mum), and gave her a list of numbers to call.

Honestly, I don’t like having a maid around. Like seriously? But of course, there will be someone to take care of Minibean when she goes to childcare(which means, more Minibean! Yay!), BUT I will be constantly fearful of what the maid will do to my baby, you know?

But she seems nice enough, and as clueless as us. But I think she doesn’t quite like to do what she’s doing. From what I know of her, she has a degree in Law, and I wonder if this will be too much of a downgrade to her. I am thinking if I should buy her a new water bottle, or a plush toy(she brought along a Mashimaro toy I think) just so she would fit in better.

She says prayer every night, and I am thinking oh joy, now I have 3 religions in the household.

I spoke to Minibean on Saturday, and she was so happy when she was on the phone. I was telling Effy how she is reciting A to U when someone is guiding her, she says night and morning, she says dog dog, cat cat, car car, bird bird, flo-wer, water, milk milk, mummy, no, yah, thank you, pleaaaaaaa(please), baby and the list go on and on.

And of course, with her screaming MAMA! over the phone was the sweetest sound of all(coupled with her laughter).

It was hardcore rockbanding for the evening, with another impromptu late mahjong session disrupting it.

I stayed up till 5am with some reading before hitting the sack.

It was 10 plus in the morning when her loud chuckles woke me up.

And it was a busy morning.

My mum who knows little English trying to communicate with the maid, and me struggling to understand both of them.

Dad came home and the family headed out to IMM for a nice lunch(strangely, Minibean didn’t resent the maid carrying her in the car, and for the first time ever, she didn’t even fight to grab for anything else! She just sat quietly and playing with me), before doing speed shopping at Giant. It was indeed speed shopping for 200 worth of grocery, and Dad brought Mum and the maid home, before we shopped for a while more.

Had western dinner, and I even managed to bring Minibean to the playground before that, where she sat on the swing(by herself and not me carrying her) and the slide for the first time.

She saw a Labrador, and she kept pointing at it and went “Dog Dog!” and “Bao bao!” and she would gesture to hug. I think she was trying to tell me she wanted to hug the dog.

She walked towards the dog intrepidly and started to imitate the woofs. She even wanted to get down from the swing just to walk towards the dog to have a closer look.

I am glad she loves animals

I think I need to teach her some manners, cos she suddenly lunged towards the table and climbed onto it when a big platter of fruits was served. She put grapes into her mouth at 0.5grape/second rate.

She danced to the music and then it is funny looking at other adults swaying together with her, hoping she would imitate them.

I think seeing how she likes water, I should bring her to swim this week! (Auntie Effy, ai mai? I never see you in swim suit before though I have seen your nipple!)

It was 9ish when we finally got home(she fell asleep in my arms), and after a nice, long shower, I finished watching CSI(sheesh, I finished 2 finales – New York and Las Vegas, and I must say the finales made me very very very very angry. I even angrier the next episode is only out in late September/early October).

I drummed. I read a few pages. I slept at midnight.

Whee.

And it is Monday.

No Monday blues.

No breakfast(on a diet lah! My tummy is scary-ly big! I no money like some “BIG” blogger who can zhng so much!).

And plenty of stuff to accomplish before I can go home to a nice home-cooked meal.

Minibean waiting for me at home(Yay!), her hair is already touching her shoulder you know(please bear in mind baby doesn’t have big heads and long necks, so her hair does not look long, but it is still a progress!)?

I have much things to do. Paying for a couch, new curtains, kitchen. And removing the cot that brought back lotsa touching memories but best kept forgotten.

And I am sure this week is just gonna be great

And yes, I still miss the loneliness, the solitude. And sometimes, even the emotions, which made me feel the most.