Do not try this at home...
20 Ways To Confuse Santa Claus
1. Instead of milk and cookies, leave him a salad, and a note explaining that you think he could stand to lose a few pounds.
2. While he's in the house, go find his sleigh and write him a speeding ticket.
3. Leave him a note, explaining that you've gone away for the holidays. Ask if he would mind watering your plants.
4. While he's in the house, replace all his reindeer with exact replicas. Then wait and see what happens when he tries to get them to fly.
5. Keep an angry bull in your living room. If you think a bull goes crazy when he sees a little red cape, wait until he sees that big, red Santa suit!
6. Build an army of mean-looking snowmen on the roof, holding signs that say "We hate Christmas," and "Go away Santa."
7. Leave a note by the telephone, telling Santa that Mrs. Claus called and wanted to remind him to pick up some milk and a loaf of bread on his way home.
8. Throw a surprise party for Santa when he comes down the chimney. Refuse to let him leave until the strippers arrive.
9. While he's in the house, find the sleigh and sit in it. As soon as he comes back and sees you, tell him that he shouldn't have missed that last payment, and take off.
10. Leave a plate filled with cookies and a glass of milk out, with a note that says, "For The Tooth Fairy. :)" Leave another plate out with half a stale cookie and a few drops of skim milk in a dirty glass with a note that says, "For Santa."
11. Take everything out of your house as if it's just been robbed. When Santa arrives, show up dressed like a policeman and say, "Well, well. They always return to the scene of the crime."
12. Leave out a copy of your Christmas list with last-minute changes and corrections.
13. While he's in the house, cover the top of the chimney with barbed wire.
14. Leave lots of hunting trophies and guns out where Santa's sure to see them. Go outside, yell, "Ooh! Look! A deer! And he's got a red nose!" and fire a gun.
15. Leave Santa a note, explaining that you've moved. Include a map with unclear and hard-to-read directions to your new house.
16. Set a bear trap at the bottom of the chimney. Wait for Santa to get caught in it, and then explain that you're sorry, but from a distance, he looked like a bear.
17. Leave out a Santa suit, with a dry-cleaning bill.
18. Paint "hoof-prints" all over your face and clothes. While he's in the house, go out on the roof. When he comes back up, act like you've been trampled. Threaten to sue.
19. Instead of ornaments, decorate your tree with Easter eggs.
20. Dress up like the Easter Bunny. Wait for Santa to come and then say, "This neighborhood ain't big enough for the both of us."
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
My Celebrity Look-alikes
I've seen them everywhere. Almost everyone I know has made one. They're there on their profiles in Friendster, Multiply, personal blogs... everywhere I look. This one's Princess E's. Look at all those hot, lovely celebrities that my dear sis resembles! I am compelled to share mine.
My green face and THREE HUGE eyes are 72% like Angelina Jolie... no kidding! Ahh, I am so pretty! *kembang*
See how pretty you are (by seeing which pretty people you look like...) here.
My green face and THREE HUGE eyes are 72% like Angelina Jolie... no kidding! Ahh, I am so pretty! *kembang*
See how pretty you are (by seeing which pretty people you look like...) here.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Fine Dining With Ribena
Read Bee Ree's account of the evening first (lots of pics there).
Yes, I admit I was half an hour early, because I didn't think the traffic along the way to her place would be so low that day (thanks to the previous weeks' riots, people are afraid to travel to KL on weekends). When I met Bee Ree, clad in a neat little black dress, and compared that to my casual jeans and old, faded shirt, I thought grimly - I should've known better. She tried her utmost best to convince me that she'd been wearing the dress the whole day and even did her grocery shopping in it, so it wasn't a big deal, it was just a plain dress, bla bla bla. Well, I wasn't convinced! A while later, I met Chef Tee Ree, who was busy in dinner preparation, but still could remember to remind Bee Ree to call the rest of the guests and ask them where they were and when they would arrive. One was on the way, the other was still at home. They arrived eventually, and made cheeky comments about it being rude to arrive early at the hosts' in Mexican culture. *cheh*
The dinner table was beautifully set for 5, with a lovely bunch of white and purple flowers in the middle and a single flower in the center of the professionally folded napkins on each plate. Bee Ree even took the trouble to print our names on little tags and placed one at each set to show where we'd be sitting. If you haven't seen this girl, you don't know what kua cheong is. Oh, did I mention the napkins matched the table cloth? *impressed* We poked our noses into the kitchen area where Chef was busy working and made more cheeky comments on Bee Ree slicing apples.
Dinner began shortly and what a feast it was! We didn't only have the best food cooked meticulously to perfection, but we had the utmost suitable drink to go with them - Ribena! I believe the poor Chef Tee Ree wasn't very pleased when we decided to take his painstakingly planned menu of fine-dining-quality dishes with this childish blackcurrent drink, but he good-naturedly allowed it to be served, and even had a couple glasses himself. For an expert wine-lover that he is, that was a huge sacrifice (not to mention his having already sacrificed his golf session to cook for us!). Both Mee Mee and Shell Shell had two helpings of the pasta, Mee Mee had 2 helpings of dessert #1, and Mee Mee and I managed to completely empty the last of dessert#2, all the while wailing "I can't eat anymore!". That says a lot about how we felt about the dinner (and about Mee Mee's monstrous appetite... hahahahah).
After dinner we spent a crazy couple of hours laughing, chatting, teasing, and knocking each other about around the Christmas tree. And yes, we even got some lovely Christmas presents from Shell Shell, and "door gifts" from Bee Ree & Chef Tee Ree.
I went home reeling from the whole experience of extreme culinary skills, superb hospitality, and incomparable dining companionship. Two days later I was still reeling. Aaahhhhhh. :)
THANK YOU everyone!
Yes, I admit I was half an hour early, because I didn't think the traffic along the way to her place would be so low that day (thanks to the previous weeks' riots, people are afraid to travel to KL on weekends). When I met Bee Ree, clad in a neat little black dress, and compared that to my casual jeans and old, faded shirt, I thought grimly - I should've known better. She tried her utmost best to convince me that she'd been wearing the dress the whole day and even did her grocery shopping in it, so it wasn't a big deal, it was just a plain dress, bla bla bla. Well, I wasn't convinced! A while later, I met Chef Tee Ree, who was busy in dinner preparation, but still could remember to remind Bee Ree to call the rest of the guests and ask them where they were and when they would arrive. One was on the way, the other was still at home. They arrived eventually, and made cheeky comments about it being rude to arrive early at the hosts' in Mexican culture. *cheh*
The dinner table was beautifully set for 5, with a lovely bunch of white and purple flowers in the middle and a single flower in the center of the professionally folded napkins on each plate. Bee Ree even took the trouble to print our names on little tags and placed one at each set to show where we'd be sitting. If you haven't seen this girl, you don't know what kua cheong is. Oh, did I mention the napkins matched the table cloth? *impressed* We poked our noses into the kitchen area where Chef was busy working and made more cheeky comments on Bee Ree slicing apples.
Dinner began shortly and what a feast it was! We didn't only have the best food cooked meticulously to perfection, but we had the utmost suitable drink to go with them - Ribena! I believe the poor Chef Tee Ree wasn't very pleased when we decided to take his painstakingly planned menu of fine-dining-quality dishes with this childish blackcurrent drink, but he good-naturedly allowed it to be served, and even had a couple glasses himself. For an expert wine-lover that he is, that was a huge sacrifice (not to mention his having already sacrificed his golf session to cook for us!). Both Mee Mee and Shell Shell had two helpings of the pasta, Mee Mee had 2 helpings of dessert #1, and Mee Mee and I managed to completely empty the last of dessert#2, all the while wailing "I can't eat anymore!". That says a lot about how we felt about the dinner (and about Mee Mee's monstrous appetite... hahahahah).
After dinner we spent a crazy couple of hours laughing, chatting, teasing, and knocking each other about around the Christmas tree. And yes, we even got some lovely Christmas presents from Shell Shell, and "door gifts" from Bee Ree & Chef Tee Ree.
I went home reeling from the whole experience of extreme culinary skills, superb hospitality, and incomparable dining companionship. Two days later I was still reeling. Aaahhhhhh. :)
THANK YOU everyone!
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