So hubby came home after two weeks of Boston.

I'm sure you've seen those movies where the hero went to war, or fight the bad guys, or tried to save the world? How macho they are and all that? And at the end of the movie he would go to his partner and kissed (and melt) and live happily ever after? My point is, how macho and strong they seem to be, it's still us (the girls) they look (read:need) for at the end of the day. Ha ha! See now who's got the power? :p

I didn't realise what two weeks of absence can do to him. But I like it! Wahaha. But!!! *car screeching sound effect* It's back to old routine now. He's back at work, and as usual I will call him maybe around 9pm or 10pm later to show my unhappiness that he's late. And as usual *again*, he will appear at the doorstep maybe around 11pm. *sigh* I told you some things remain unchanged.

A day before his return, I went to straightened my hair. Yipee! I like! What I need to do now is to keep it longer and make my face slimmer. And the body, too. Yup. Time to lose some (read:a lot) weight. Exercise. As if. Hah!

Ok, gotta go now. Like I said, it's back to old routine. Holiday is over! Move it!!!