Family
14th July 2008 - Monday
I’ve always wonder how it is when all the kids have a family dinner with their parents. Well, maybe not all dinners. How bout the Reunion dinner (CNY eve) or birthday dinners?
Here’s one scenario that always makes me so jealous of them. Adam and his family (Adam and Eve???). It was somewhere near Hari Raya or something… kinda forget (see lar, that’s the reason of not blogging so oftenly) and his dad comes home once in a while. I joined Adam and his family (yes I meant father, mother and his sista) and had dinner at Ikano. I guess that’s the 1st time I met his dad. It was all so happy. His dad made jokes bout his wife being fat and she don’t even mind and join the laughter with him and…it was so happy…this is not the only time we had meals together. But each time they talked and joked and teased.
Now here’s MY side of family. Since there’s only three of us, ok lar, I know we cant be as meriah as them but at least…
CNY reunion dinner:
Mom was all in good mood, preparing for ‘Lou Sang’ (a dish where everyone mix those meeny teeny ingredients together) she bought cos three of us never get to do that as dad goes back to his house every CNY and mom and me would go to aunt’s house. She cooked quite a lot for the three of us and it all looks sooooooo good (never say NO for food). So dad came back and I helped mom prepare stuff. Then dinner was served and we did the ‘Lou Sang’ and dad kinda mixed it till it went off the plate. Mom just say don’t be so rough and bit more nags here and there (as usual) and suddenly dad yelled asked her to shut the fck up and starts to argue. Mom protested but well, they argued. Haha…argues on CNY. After the dinner the war continues. And I just eat silently.
Birthday:
Dad’s bday was not forgotten but it was on purpose. I knew it was his bday all along and I just act I forgot bout it. Like he remembers MINE. Fck he doesn’t even knw my bday and doesn’t even knw how old I am. All he cares is “my youngest (his youngest daughter…obviously not me) gave me this and that. She did this and that”. That day dinner he and mom argued cos mom’s a bad driver and can’t remember the roads well (well, she’s getting OLD durh).
During the whole ‘bday dinner’ it was all bout wad his 2 daughters did for him. So I just put on my blardie IPod and eat up my meals in silence. No bday wishes or bday songs or whatever. Fcking lame bday ‘party’…
