“What Fila ah?? Stamp say stamp lah!! “

Ok..I went to a stamp exhibition on Sunday after church. I can’t remember the last time I looked at my own stamp album. But since my friend has asked me along, why not..?

The main hall

I started collecting stamps when I was 5 years old and I have 5 albums altogether. Stamp collecting almost caused rivalry among sisters and cousins back then because my grandparents were more likely to give their ‘antique’ stamps to their favourite grandchild (and I was the favourite kid..grin). There was always fighting if one of us found our granddad gave the other a ‘special’ stamp.

I guarded my albums with heart and soul, and always locked and hid them in my special chest. I hid my chest key, too. Often, I cried to look for my key instead.

So I gave up when I was 10 years old. First, it was because of my hectic school work. Secondly, we grew up and have stopped being childish over a piece of ‘rotten stamp’.

Visiting the museum has definitely brought back my memories. Even though I am not any great philatelist (just say stamp collector lah!), I did enjoy reading facts and history about the stamps.

This is my favourite. In fact, I love everything “Swarovsky”.

From Bhutan: These are “talking stamps”, issued in 1973. They had native folk songs recorded on one side and could be played on a record player.

There were 4 rooms altogether and each room was decorated with themes. One of them featured WWII and exhibited some of the letters written by the soldiers to their families. It was heart-breaking indeed. However, I found an amused letter from Bob Howlett, Department of tourism – singapore and federation of malaya.

 “Hi folks. This is Bob Howlett ( see and shudder, right hand top)….how would you like to have the job of keeping an even balance between two great tourist attractions? I’m talking about the countries not the gals, you dills!”Sounds fun to work with Bob…

The following room was my favourite. It featured how 3 races (chinese, malay and indian) traveled to singapore in the olden days and also their jobs back then. I was more engrossed in the decoration instead…

I always found bolster irresistible *Ahhhhh bolster…..I can’t live without you*

Waiting to get my clogs fixed.

After I posted this picture on friendster, some of my friends thought the uncle was real and asked if I really owned a pair of clogs. *grin*

Objective achieved.

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One of the things that I have done back home was to play Barbie dolls. *blush* Yep, you heard me right. My sister and I were so bored one night and she suggested to ‘play Barbie’. I thought it was a wonderful idea. So we dug out all the pink boxes covered with dust from storage. Memories came back instantly. The last time I opened the boxes was more than 10 years ago. I told my sister:”We better put them back as they were when we finished. Mom will scold…” Then, it struck me hard that I was no longer a 10 year-old kid. I am a grown-up! Can’t believe the ‘clean-up-after-yourself’ nag was so deep-rooted. *wink* We planned to set the furnitures up for pictures. The last time we took pictures of our dolls was ages ago and those pictures were priceless. I was only 8 years old and we took our dolls to pool side to take beautiful pictures. These were our mom’s collections. Mom loves Barbie more than we do. She bought them when we were still babies. Even till now, she is still buying them.

We asked our neighbour 8 year-old to join us and she was delighted. My lucky Ken. He is the only male species in my entire collection.

My all time favourite – kitchen. It has a little storage behind which can be filled with water. When the tap is pressed, the water flows out.

It comes with chopper board, knife, pots, pineapple in can, nescafe, dish-washing liquid, cutlery etc.

This living room set is new. Mom bought it without telling us. It comes with CD player, video, video tapes, books, pot etc.

Sometimes I just looooooovee the little things..

This is my sister’s living room. It comes with a living room set and a bed.

Breakfast and magazine on bed.

This is my bed!! I am still dreaming for a bed like this.

Mom’s favourite piece – toilet bowl. This set comes with a comb, shampoo, hair dryer, tweezer, soap, bathroom scale, mini magazines and etc.

The beach set and my hunky Ken.  

And last but not least…

At this point, you guys sure think I am crazy. *grin* I love my childhood very much. I also have an awesome collection of cooking toys that I treasure very much till today. Mom gave some of them to my neighbour and I was so upset. I demanded her to bring the toys back and guess what, SHE REALLY DID! Well, my neighbour kids have grown up anyway and no longer play cooking game. So, don’t say I am a big bully….I am ‘generous’ enough to ‘lend’ my toys to them for years. Hmmph!

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It is so nice to be home. Many people asked me why I didn’t stay in Singapore for christmas and new year since most of the people were doing so. My answer was very simple: I’ll be home for Christmas (my favourite christmas song). Anyway, nothing is more important than spending time with my family. Each moment that I hang out with them is so precious and it almost seems as if I have earned those moments.

Anyway, this was how I spent my christmas and new year..

This picture was taken when I was so bored lying on the hospital bed. It happened at the 1st morning in Penang when I woke up. I felt a slight pain on my ankle but I didn’t pay much attention to it (because I didn’t recall spraining my ankle).

As I was walking at a shopping mall, it hit me so bad that I had to start limping. And guess what, people started to look at my leg and asked me about my foot. Then, a shopkeeper offered his chair to me. A lady who was selling drink also packed a bag of ice and asked her customer to give it to me. SO NICE OF HER! The ice worked and it stopped swelling. My mom drove me to see my physiotherapist which happened to be just nearby. He is my physiotherapist whom I visit regularly for ‘scheduled maintenance’.

However, it didn’t help much with all the infra-red therapies. So I went to see a chinese chiropractor. You know, the one who cracks your bone, twists your joint….:) And I tell you, he is GOOD!

After lots of cracking, twisting, pulling and screaming (me), I managed to stand on my foot but with one condition: I had to leave the bandage intact for a week! That means, I can’t dance, I can’t attend dinner and dance with my fabulous heels and the worst was, I had hard time bathing while keeping my foot dry.

It was so challenging to bathe in an arabesque position like this:

From Arlekino

My foot was supported by 2 pieces of steel plates so it was a no-no to undress it. Of course I didn’t get to go to the dinner and dance that I was planning but I still had a great time enjoying all the attention I have got, such as having people holding my arm whenever I walked (I felt like an empress), excused from doing house chores (super empress) and etc. But the downside was, I didn’t get to play golf!!!! Argh… That was the biggest disappointment…Sigh..what to do..

It is ok now but I still have to wear ankle guard for the next 2 weeks. My bowling tournament is in 2 weeks time and I hope I can be up by then.

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