Mad About Bones


Monday morning sighting...amazing work of nature.


Wonder what's the name of the species...looks edible :P~

It feels so much like Saturday today.

Met up with Alex and Tiny (pronounced as Tini) yesterday. You know, gather gather, and ate at Pasta Manna - a.k.a. my brother's stall at Old Airport Road Hawkers' Centre. Apparently, pan-fried meatball pasta is their all-time favourite. I like it, too. I even added extra 'toppings' - bacon. Yummy! We ended up ordering the same entre. Both Alex and myself got the set so we had mushroom soup and a slice of garlic bread. Thanks to moi...we got super big portion of pasta at no extra charge :P

In addition, Alex ordered the supersized (dinosaur) sugarcane and 15 sticks of pork satay. I must say, the pork satay tastes really good. Seldom you'd get to eat pork satay, for obvious reason. We were really filled and satisfied by the end of the meal. So good we decided that the next round, we'd get a few others to join in.

And just before we left, I went to say "bye" to my brother and sister-in-law, and there stood Roger, another TP alumnus who came to get takeaway pasta. He is another of Pasta Manna regular. It makes me happy that so many people I know actually like my brother's cooking.

Went to watch New Moon with Kenneth after that. The saga was a little disappointing. I feel that the whole show has just too much of abandonment. Too much for me to take...rather depressing. The ending didn't help either. So abrupt. I'd give it a 4 out of 10. Should have watched Mulan, instead.

After I got back, I continued on my box set of Bones Season 4. Slept late, inevitably, and woke up around 2pm, laze around a little plus a bit of ding dong before finally deciding that I would go Ion Orchard for some plastic assistance. The things I would do for some people. Lol...

Despite a small detour to find the entrance to the car park, spinning round and round to find a parking lot, the journey down town was rather smooth. Quite proud of myself, actually, haha... I serious feel that some days, I'm led by the prompting within me to make those correct crossroad decisions when all by myself, especially when I charting new routes. I would like to credit it to the Holy Spirit. Don't ask me how I know. I'm still figuring this out myself.

Anyway, Peck came back again with the twins after their play time at Changi Beach Club and bought 2 sets of KFC (mainly for the kids), Mug root beer (I still prefer the not-as-sweet A&W) and Meadow Gold vanilla ice cream (it's my new favourite now). I bought some fruits from the 24-hour vege stall. Mom cooked chicken rice. So it's really a sumptuous dinner.

Didn't get to watch movie this afternoon, so to compensate for my unfulfilled plan, I'm going back to my Bones again. I'm trying really hard to pace myself so I don't finish this season too quickly. I just bought it last Sunday. Thanks to Zam who helped me keep a set cos I had been constantly bugging him. It would be unreasonable to pace till Season 5 is out. Maybe I'll re run the 1st 3 seasons till I get over it.

Haha...I'm crazy liao :S

Note To Self:
When sms-ing, be careful that 'movies' can become 'mother'. So would you like to watch a mother marathon? Lol...

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