Sahabat

Ketika Sahabat Melukai Mu Tulislah Atas Pasir
Agar Terhapus Oleh Angin
Tp Kebaikan Terjadi Pahatlah Atas Batu
Agar Tidak Terhapus Oleh Apapa Pun
Dan Tak Kan Hilang Sampai Bila2.

Jika Suatu Hari
Entah Besok,Lusa,Sekarang
Aku Tak Bernafas Lagi
Ketahuilah !
Antara Hadiah Terindah Y pernah Ku Miliki
Mengenalmu & menjadi Sahabatmu.

Tika Sahabat Melupakan Kita
Doa lah Kebahagianya
Tika Sahabat Menjauhi
Biarkan Ia Berlalu Pergi
Tika Sahabat Mencari Mu
Tolanglah Semampu Mu
Kerana Kita Juga Manusia
Tak Lari Dari Kesilapan

Ibu Masak Khas Utk Aiman

Aku tak sampai hati tengok aiman mkn nestum...patutnye aku buat sendiri..tp ragu2 takut aiman sembelit...sedih tiap kali suap aiman dgn nestum...then aku pun cari sikit2 maklumat dlm internet...banyak jugak tp msh kurang pasti..alhamdulliah kak shada sudi kongsi ilmu dgn aku..kak shada citer cam mana nk buar bubur nasi dan paling best bubur tu tahan lama..tak yah msk hari2.Thank you kak shada for u info.

So semalam aku mintak balik awal..semata2 nak msk bubur utk aiman...aku balik singah tesco beli beras merah...beras merah sgt berkhasiat utk bayi dan berselera bila bayi makan.Cara2 masak bubur nasi beras merah utk bayi anda:

1. Beras merah tu basuh dulu (sukatan beras ikut keperluan hari kerja )
2. Tos kan beras y dibasuh tadi
3. Blend kering supaya senang nk masak

4. Beras td masuk dlm periuk sekali dgn air...mcm biasalah..mcm buat bubur nasi

5. Reneh sampai la masak....tak perlu tambah apa perasa.Kecuali perasa kasih syg : )

6. Dh masak..tunggu sejuk..masukan dlm bekas2 kecil ( bekas dadih pun boleh )

7. Simpan dlm peti sejuk beku.

Senang kan.....bila nk guna rendah dlu dlm air sejuk..then panaskan..dh suam2 boleh disuap makan..lupa lak..ni utk bayi 6 bulan y baru nk belajar makan...kalau dh masuk 7 bulan ke atas lain pulak.kene pelbagaikan.Cara2 ni kak shada y bg tahu.aku dh cuba..mmg senang.So pagi2 aku ambil 2 bekas bubur td bg kat pengasuh..semingu sekali je msk.Lepas ni aiman tak perlu lg mkn nestum k....ibu masak khas utk aiman.Selamat mencuba.

p/s : pas ni nak try epal merah kukus plak.....

Angan2 ku dari dulu....

Hari ni rajin lak aku up date blog......nampak benor tak ada keje kat opis....2 ,3 hri ni aku jumpa ramai kenalan y jd suri rumah...jelos nye aku....sbnrnye...mmg azam aku dr aku stdy kat poli...aku selau wat lawak dgn rakan2 seperjuangan..cita2 aku nk jd surirumah y ada diploma....haaaaaaaaaa...tp mmg itulah dihati y msh ragu2 sama ada ye @ tak nk jd surirumah.Aku nk jdi suri rumah tp aku nak jd suri rumah y punya ilmu...tak slah rasenye bg aku wlupun aku ambil degree sekalipun tp aku hanya jd suri rumah...aku angan2 nk jd surirumah tp aku nk ada income di rumah....aku tak nak dok rumah y x ada income...why aku nk jd suri rumah...aku nak anak2 aku membesar depan mata aku...hasil dr didikan akau....full dr aku dan my love...then klu jd apa2 pun biar depan aku...y aku takut klu dia lbh sygkan pengasuh...aku nk jd org pertama tgk anak aku meniarap..berjalan merangkak..aku nk jd org pertama suap dia makan...all lah aku nk jd org pertama dlm live anak aku.Aku nk jd isteri y suami balik aku ada di rumah..dh siap masak...pakaidan mkn lbh terurus. Tp bila aku nak capai angan2 aku tu.After kawin mmg plan nk jd suri rumah...my love tak kisah...tp mak aku ckp marah..sebab aku ada sijil..dh habis duit utk dpt sijil..aku dh belajar selama bertahun2 dari umur 4thn...ada betul jugak...ada jugak rakan2 ku ckp pk baik2 utk masa depan...kalau jodoh separuh jln dan isteri tak berkerja dgn apa nk cari pendapatan(mintak jauh dr tu...tp kalau takdirku bermadu aku reda)...itu buat aku 50% nk jd surisurah...tp skrg aku dah ada anak....aku nk jaga sendiri...tp bila aku nk bermula...aku kene pkkan sesuatu utk jdkan angan2 ku realiti....aku kena pk buat apa kt rumah dpt income sambil jaga ank dan suami.

Jiwaku Masih Disana....

Tajuk jiwang giler.....heeeee....dah 1thn 5bln aku di johor.Tp hati ni cam tak leh terima aku disini....selalu ingat kat kampung...ingat mak..ingat abah..anak buah..fmly2 kat ipoh. Adik & abg aku jauh pun di Kuala Lumpur je...tp aku jauh di hujung malaysia..argh...nak balik ipoh mmg susah sikit..nak ambil cuti lama...paling kurang pun kene ambil 3 hari...nti bos ckp pe lak kan..dok cuti panjang je...hari2 ingat kampung..sedih tiap kali tgk gambar2 family berkumpul..mst gambar aku tak ada..kalau fmly aku sambut apa2 majlis pun..majlis birthday ke..hari ibu ke..hari bapa ke...apa2 lah...aku y x ada...sedih o....leh kata kan kerap jugak fon ipoh...nk thu dorg buat apa..mak aku sihat ke tak..ayah aku sihat ke tak.kadang2 rasa badan je kat johor.Cm sesorang je kat sni...mylove mmg ada...dia lah pengubat klu ingat kg.Hati memberontak nk balik..tiap2 hari tengok kelender bila leh balik ipoh.

Aku tak pernah jauh dr famly.....tambah2 dgn mak ayah aku....apa y jd dlm keluarga aku...leh dikatakan 90% aku thu berbanding adik beradik lain...coz..aku y duduk dgn mak aku dr kecik...masuk asrama pun 1thn lebih je...sbg belajar pas spm pun dok ipoh gak..dok umh sewa pun..minggu2 balik umh jugak..kdg2 selang 2,3 hari balik rumah..sebab kat ipoh jugak umh sewa...berbanding adik beradik aku..banyak duduk dekat asrama..duk dgn mak tok...aku je y dok bwh ketiak mak memanjang.Bila kawin kene ikut suami keje kat hujung m,sia...mmg 1 impak y besar bg aku nak jauh dr mak.....mak!!!!!! teh rindu nak balik....nak jumpa mak..nak borak dgn mak...nk g shoping dgn mak.....RINDUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU


Time hari ibu.....


Cucu2 Mak & Ayah ku....aiman tiada dlm gambar...

Happy Birthday Atikah Nurhusna

Semalam hari jadi husna...kami pangil una je...sapa dia dgn aku....dia adalah anak kakak aku...dia cucu pertama mak & ayh aku...dia jugak rapat dgn aku...anak buah aku tak ramai..so mmg semu aju syg giler2...rindu dgn telatah dorg selalu.Balik cerita sal una...dulu waktu aku tgh tgk kek2 dlm internet..anak buah ku 2 org ada disebelah..una & ikwan...una pnh ckp nk birthday kek baby doll..ikwan lah nk kek for boy..kata dia....ikwan ni speeking bi je...melayu paham sikit2...sebelum 2 hari birthady una aku fon mak una...kakak aku lah..then kami pun bincang sal kek...kak aku ckp cari kek dora @ upin ipin lah...husna paling suka dora...so aku pun dgn pantas order kek kat PN NORA..NR Yummie so layan je lah gambar kek y aku ambil dr web NR YUMMIE..





ni gambar kat rumah mak aku...aku dpt dr kakak ku...maklum la aku jauh..so tgk gambar je lah...



Tarikh pada gambar tu silap....


Husna ready nk potong kek...mak dan ayah ku sibuk layan cucu2nye...


Ni keluargaku time birthday una....mana aku...kat johor lah...

Alhamdulillah....akhirnya dapat jugak...

Tiada perkataan lain nak ucap..syukur alhamdulilah...akhirnya ada jugak rezeki aku....tahu ke dapat apa ni...sebenar nya aku dah apply sambung belajar..aku aply borang upu..isi borang utk buat pendidikan...borang buat fulltime belajar..part time belajar...then sekarang musim keluar result semua permohonan aku...permohonan pendidikan gagal...permohonan fulltime belajar pun dukacita....bukan rezeki aku disitu kot...theb rezeki aku rupanya di uitm shah alam.....aku berjaya dgn permohonan buat pjj....akhirnya.

aku sebenarnya rasa teruja jugak...satu cabaran baru.bnyk y nak kene atur balik...dr segi kewangan,suami dan anak.Kewangan....kene buat bajet baru..kene cut sanan sini sikit..kene lagi jimat lah..then aiman cm mana bila aku tak ada...ni kene bincang dgn pengasuh aiman....bukan tak nak bagi my love jaga...my love tak yakin boleh jaga.Sebulan sekali je......sebab kelas sebulan sekali.My love mmg izinkan aku sambung then tak kisah sponser aku.Tp terpikir jugak...kalau my love pun diterima sambung buat pjj jugak...erm...mana nk cari modal ni....insyallah ada rezeki lbh kot nanti.Bersusah-susah dahulu.

Tangga untuk berjaya adalah usaha....my mum ckp...kuatkan azam buat part time...Pasti boleh..insyallah...(azam?????)

Perlu Atau Tidak

erm......hati masih marah lagi dengan peristiwa semalam...ikut hati hari ni nk pergi lagi kedai tu...nk marah lagi...aku tak nak mintak ganti rugi..tapi aku nak dia tahu slah dia yang tak jujur tu....dah tahu rosak...bila bagi senyap je...bukan nak ckp ada rosak...kalau tak tengok tak tahu...dah la cakap aku punya barang tu y reput..dia ingat barang tu aku beli 10 tahun lepas...sarung bantal aku basuh tak turun warna pun....tak reput pun....penipu besar tol tokey tu...hati aku dh berkata2....satu mesti bals satu..sebab tu aku nak datang hari ni kat kedai dia..biar time tu custemer dia ada...geram2...geram....tapi lg hati ada berkata...y lepas biarlah...jdkan pengajar..lebih teliti pas ni..buang masa je pergi marah2 lagi kedai tu....bukan dia boleh wat apa....tp hati y jahat kata lagi..biar lah asal puas hati dpt marah....so yang mana satu yek....pergi ke tak...ermmmmmmmmmmm....tengok lunch karang cam mana.pkr3...pikir3 lagi...

Two Choices

What would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life , moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming! and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

'That day', said the father softly with tears now! rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate. The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

If you're thinking about forwarding this message, chances are that you're probably sorting out the people in your address book who aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have! thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natu ral order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.

May your day be a Shay Day

(aku ambil dr email aku dapat dr Sir Yang telah di forward2kan)

Comforter Aku Rosak Kerana Dobi.

Aku taip dalam keadaan yang marah amat sangat.....hari ni memang aku geram sangat..aku hantar comforter aku kat 1 kedai dobi taman rinting....bila aku nak ambil barang aku...aku tengok dah koyak....bukan sikit...banyak lak tu...hati panas...bos dia x ada...suh datang esoknya..so harini lah..aku pergi dengan my love...aku ni baran sikit so bawak my love...aku tak kisah sgt kalau harga barang aku tu bawah 100...tapi barang aku tu harga atas dari 500...kalau korang marah tak...dah la tu ganti dengan cadar hospital.Jumpa tokey..dia cakap mmg aku hantar koyak....dulu aku hantar pun koyak...telinga aku berdensing dengar...aku ckp aku hantar barang aku kat dia je...kalau koyak dia lah yang bagi koyak...dia mati2 tak ngaku..sapa nk ngaku dak...dah la tak jujur...tak bagi thu aku koyak...aku g ambil diam je...tak cakap koyak...then dia ckp lg kat bawah resit ada tulis sebarang kerosakan tak ada ganti rugi..upanya ada syarat tersembunyi...memang ada tulisan kecil bawah risit...hati makan panas..aku mls nk cakap bnyk..my love lak cakap2 dgn dia...still tak ngaku...aku dh panas sgt...nasib kat tangan kosong kalau ada botol mmg aku baling dah...sebab tak tahan marah aku masuk kereta....aku tekan hon kuat2..panjang2......samapai la my love lari2 masuk kete...apek tu pun dah suh my love tengok aku.....aku tak kira...dah main tarik2 tangan dah dengan my love hon kereta...my love say..sabar2...bawak nyucap.......geram o.......aku tak kira la sapa pandang pun....tokey kedai dh masuk dlm..aku mmg saja hon lama2 depan kedai dia...biar semua kat situ tahu aku ngamok kat kedai dia.dah geram sgt kereta pun aku dah tak leh bwk...so my love yang bawak pulak.Nasib my love ada...gerammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.............dalam hati aku tekad nak balas dendam...siap la ko.....tp aku nk wat apa....my love say...dah la...jgn dendam2...tak elok....aku dah jadi ibu sekarang..dendam2 tu buang je...baran tu pun kene kurang kan....terdiam aku....betul jugak.ada hikmah kot.Ira....sabar3...sabar3..angap tu bukan rezeki aku...(ni ckp dgn diri nak tenang kan hati y marah)

Kek Lagi..

Dah lama dalam draf...kali ni baru ada masa sikit...aku ni sekarang tengah pengemar kek coklat...tu y dah dua tiga bulan dgn kek coklat je...perisa lain kurang gemar.Ni kek coklat My love beli untuk my birthday....kek ni aku copi dr sweetlily kot nama dia...gambar sendiri ada dlm handphone...nanti aku update gambar sendiri..thank you my love untuk kek daan kad comel tu..yang penting isi kad tu..Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu




kat bawah ni baru gambar dari hanphone aku..

Ahad Pelbagai..

Ahad 11 may 09 minggu ni mcm2 peristiwa....pertama sekali nak buat suprise kat mak aku sempena hari ibu dgn hantar delivery kek,bunga dgn kad hari ibu..tup..tup...aku fon mak aku...mak aku ada kat kampung lah plak..nasib mak aku balik kat rumah mlm 11 may...kalau mak aku balik isnin atau hari lain..kek tu dlm peti ais lah...suprise kat mama mertua ok...kebetulan ramai kat umh mama.sebab dah pesan kat mama hari ahad jgn jln mana2....heeeeeeeee...ni kek aku copie dr blog NR Yumie..



ni kek mak


ni kek mama



ni mama dgn cu bersama keknye...


Pada ahad 11 may jugak putting aiman hilang kat gaint......tah waktu bla jatuh pun tak thu...ayah yang dukung pun tak perasan gak....dah la gaint ramai..nak beratur bayar pun ramai.....tp no choise kene beli gak aiman dah ngamok2...dah nagis2...suara yamg nyaring lak tu...malu gak aku dgn my love....nak bayar ramai...cm mana ye....then my love selamba je bukak puting baru tu...pergi kat kawasan ikan masuk tempat orang siang ikan pinjam sinki basuh puting aiman..dah basuh trs masuk dlm mulut aiman...baru senyap tidor terus...berpeluh2 aku dgn my love lari2 anak cari sinki. dah pulak tu mslh nk beratur bayar.nk bayar puting 1 je....adoi....nak tak nak beraturlah jugak sebab dah bukak kan.Puting baru warna merah menyala...gambar ladybird lak tu....my love main sambar je..he...he...aiman dah nagis kan.



Ahad 11 may ni jugak aku masak laksa...nk lepas kumpunan nak makan laksa...kena lah masak sendiri..laksa johor tak sama laksa utara.So pagi2 my love pergi kedai cari bahan nak masak laksa.Bahan paling susah nk cari LAKSA nye...mai ai...my love cari 2,3 kedai...diorg tak tahu laksa tu yang mana..kalau laksa dorg bagi mee tak pun spegeti....sian my love cari laksa kering tak jumpa2.laksa basah pun dorg tak de...tah berapa kedai baru my love jumpa....cari sendiri kat dalam kedai..kalau tanya toke kedai dia tak tahu..upanye org johor pangil laksa kering tu nama lain..aku pun kerang pasti nama lain.Datang johor ni baru sikit2 aku belajar bahasa johor..anataranye..ngarok...sangap...semut2....tu je kot y aku ingat...ahaks...


Lagi peristiwa ahad ni...plan nk g antar kete basuh kedai...tp ramai lah pulak..bukan tak sangup tunggu tp sian kat aiman kang panas lak...kete kene jugak basuh..dh kotor sgt...then no choice jugak..my love jugak lah basuk kete sendiri malam2 kul 9 kot.Thank Hubby basuh kete.... : )

Peristiwa Pengajaran kat aku...

Minggu ni mmg bnyk keje. Dh awal bulan selalu memang cm tu lah. dari tengah bulan sampai awal bulan mmg bnyk keje. Banyak keje aku x kisah...aku suka..dari tak da keje...dok melagngut je kan..Kalau time x ada keje....sampai 2,3 minggu free..time tu tension giler..mula lah ngadap internet ni je sepanjang kat office.eh...aku bukan nk cita y ni sebenarnya.Minggu ni my bos bnyk bg aku bengang tul..menguji tahap kesabaran aku.Banyak songeh dan tak logik dan di luar bidang tugas.Nak dijadikan cerita one day...hari tu mmg aku hot dgn my bos....mungkin Allah nk balass cash kat aku..waktu lunch ada custumer dtg nk ambil dokumen..ada sorg kat opis aku suh ambil kat ats meje aku.tp dokumen sbnr dlm laci aku..bla aku balik dr lunch aku org pjbt g thu customer ambil dokumen ats meje aku...dh start gelabah aku...dokumen tu x sain lg..dokumen tu nak hantar ke singapore...dokumen penting lak tu..sal duit lak tu...aku dh pk..mati aku kene bambu la dgn bos2 atas...cm mana nk bg tahu bos ni...Alhamdullilah la kwn opis aku tolong...g runner kat opis custemer ambil dokumen tu...akhirnye bos aku tak tahu apa y jadi..tu lah salah aku gak...yang letak dokumen atas meje sapa suruh...nk kene belanja kawan aku tolong aku...time kasih bnyk2..pas ni..tak letak apa2 atas meje lagi.pengajaran tul...

Program 2nd Anniversary

Lambat lagi sebenarnye 2nd ulang tahun perkahwinan. nunnnnnnn bulan 12. ada lg 7 bulan lg. Tapi hati tak sabar2 nk nk sambut 2nd anniversary. Rasa teruja....(cam ayat og je...he....) tak sabar nak tgu date 26 dec 2009. sebab pe yek...???

sebabnye my love plan utk sesi bergambar outdoor....dulu kawin x sempat buat..bajet x ada uhuk2...My love serah pada aku mencari photography nye tapi kos nye mst dlm bajet my love bagi.erm....so aku dh mencari dari bulan feb lagi...cari2 last2 aku & my love bersetuju dgn team ceritalensa y deketuai oleh en zul utk abadikan gambar kami. Sesi Outdoor akan kami wat kat 3 tempat.Bagus nye En Zul ni Sangup bg idea utk sesi photography kami nanti. Tu y buat kami semangat lg utk pilih En zul. Kami dengar En Zul ni Friendly sikit...cam mana yek nti sesi bergambar nanti....tak sabarnye...Harap berjalan dgn happy sekali.Thank my love utk idea 2nd ulang tahun perkahwinan kite. Ni y bertambah syg ni...(cm pnh dgr je...) Love you so much abang.
Sabar yek hati.........Tungguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu