Weekend of Failure

I was cleaning Miki’s bumbum this evening, when I saw a message encrypted on its own on his pink bumbum – “YOU ARE LOSER MOM!”

I almost reached for my pen to add an A between ARE and LOSER but then I realized that was just my conscience acting out again. And you know what they say when your conscience speak bad English and you know it, that means you are a normal human being with attitude – knowing your weakness but continue to sleep on it again and again.

Anyway, this time you can call us the Failed Family. The whole three-day-weekend was spent with all activities failed to achieve desired target.

Everytime I look at myself in the mirror I see the letter L, in caps, bold and blood red stamped on my foreheads. Same thing on Azman’s and Miki’s head too and I have told you what I saw on Miki’s butt right? but I can’t tell lahh what I saw written on Azman’s hehe.

We went to Cameron Highlands on Saturday while totally underestimating the power of school holidays. The roads were jammed, that’s normal. But the hotels were FULLl! Like entirely full! From no star Motel Strawberry to four star Equatorial Hotel. Like wth??

You see we have done this a dozen times. Wake up one morning, pack our bags and go places totally unplanned. But we have always managed to get accommodations. I guess this time we were sprinkled with some bad luck dust.

We arrived at Cameron Highlands late, almost 4pm dengan muka confident jek boleh dapat hotel.  In the beginning we found some rooms but they were ridiculous in price vs quality, then we tried other hotels but by the time we were desperate all the places was full house.

By that time as well, the day was getting dark and we didn’t get a chance to take Miki to any of the gardens especially his favourite butterfly farm. Fail!! Kesian Miki…

In the end we just shop at the Pasar Malam and some dinner and head back home at 11pm. Boohoo!

And in the middle of the way, Miki got carsick and puked his vegetable soup dinner and 6oz of milk desert. Partly in a plastic bag and partly on me. Fail! But so kesian anak Mummy…

To make it up to our baby, on Sunday we wanted to take him to the Butterfly Park or Bird Park in KL but again our plan didn’t work out. All the three of us Miki had taken his afternoon nap too long and by the time we reached the park near National Mosque, it was almost 5pm and the parks were closing at 6.

We figured one hour would require too much rushing and Miki has always been known to spend half an hour to chase one single butterfly alone and boy oh boy that kid would wanna chase ALL THE BUTTERFLIES, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN????

So we went back.. not much playing for Miki this week. Sorry baby! Mummy and Daddy’s activity plans didn’t work very well.

Anyhow, at the pasar malam I bought some juicy strawberries and fresh vege, but the best are two pots of gorgeous petunia and another pretty one that I don’t know its name. Ok la tu.Though I still feel very bad about letting my kiddo intan payung down.

Tomorrow will be another chalengging day at work, I hope boss will decide not to kill me and cut my bonus instead. But since we never have bonuses he will be sure to kill me anyway… Huaghhh I am such a failure!