Friday was a mad rush to Geylang to send my lace fabric for tailoring. After a frantic search, we finally found a tailor who specialises in lace material. She has been in the business for 20++ years and sews mainly for bridal boutiques. Umi, being an experienced tailor herself, inspected one by one of the clothes already sewn and finally gave an approving smile. (considering how we had gone to 5-6 shops and she came out with a disapproving shake of the head)
Saturday was another mad rush. The day started at 5am when my cousins arrived from KL. They had a wedding to attend in JB so they stayed over at my sister's place for the weekend. We wanted them to sleep over at our new place but my brother-in-law forbade us to steal his guests so we made do with just a visit. A family friend of The Don's family had a wedding reception on Saturday so we fetched his mom and dad and off we zoomed to Tampines. My FIL was visibly thrilled with the arrangements so The Don and I made a mental note to organise more of such arrangements in future family weddings. I remember my father used to feel so proud when my eldest bro came to fetch him and my mom to go to family functions. I guess he feels the same way.
Sunday was spent visiting my aunt in SGH. She's in for bypass surgery this wed so we paid her a visit to motivate her and ally her fears. She had no idea whatsoever wht the operation will be like and thought she would be concious throughout. After repeated assurance from her family members she finally decided to tawakkal and go though with it. The Don drove home at breakneck speed to get ready for the wedding of one of my closest and best friends, Jenny at Novotel Apollo. We have been friends since Secondary One and used to go to school together every day. Through the years though we very seldom meet up, we always kept in touch via phone n SMS. What a nice coincidence that we both got our own houses and are holding our weddings in the same year. In our mad rush we totally forgot the camera. What a waste!
The wedding was lovely and the food was fantastic. (courtesy of Kintamani Restaurant) Jenny looked breathtakingly beautiful in her off-the-shoulders white wedding gown and her husband (my first time seeing him) was mouth-wateringly handsome. (mouth-watering to u single gals out there, NOT ME!!! hehehe) They had their solemnization ceremony there too and the minister who married them off kinda spoiled the whole thing with his half-baked English and his style of deliverance of the wedding vows akin to the Chinese-7th-month-festival-auctioneer. Otherwise it was a splendid wedding. I managed to steal away the bride and groom from their reception for a quick pic with Umi, The Don and I. I'll post the pics up as soon as I get them from Jenny. JENNY & RUTHERN, if u r reading this (unlikely, I think, but you'll never know) ALL THE VERY BEST TO YOU BOTH IN YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAY THIS UNION OF SOULS BRING YOU HAPPINESS FOR ETERNITY. CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR WEDDING !!
I was in half minds about inviting my sec schoool friends to my wedding considering how big my family already is but having been to Jenny's wedding and meeting a lot of my old school mates, I think I just will. It's great sharing a wonderful day like your own wedding with the people who knew you back when you were a pimply teenager and besides, its a great way for all of them to meet each other again.
Monday was the most eventful day of all. We started the day with a long overdue visit to our Mak Andam for our first fitting and choosing of clothes. She is making for us all new clothes for our wedding so the new clothes had just arrived last month. I had in mind the colours and styles of clothes I wanted to wear on that day but as expected, Kak Aidah brought out her whole collection and got my eyes all seeing stars. (the labuci's (sequins) can be hypnotizing if you keep on staring at them!!!) We both tried out the clothes and voila! it was a magical feeling!!!! It was like in a fairy tale and we were in a fancy dress show. My Don look exceptionally dashing in our silver outfit. As a result we increased the number of bajus we're supposed to take by one but somehow the price increased by a whopping $500/-. Talk about imbalance!!!! (we had to pay an additional sum for the new clothes) But I detected nary a displeasure on The Don's face. Surprisingly!!! In fact he even whipped out his card quite willingly to pay an additional deposit for the clothes and the mak andam services for the two days of our wedding. Hahaha must be the magical effect of the clothes !!!
As planned, we blocked out the whole day after the fitting session for our "couple time". Instead of watching a movie at the theater as previously planned, (parking will be a nightmare on holidays such as these) we spent the whole day, or rather what was left of the day, at our new home, watching our very own Movie Marathon.
We simple love black shows!!!
Followed by a rolling-on-the-floor laughing session watching Singapore Idol.
The rolling on the floor part facilitated by the lack of furniture in the house. Especially laughable was one guy from Shanghai who sang in a typically opera voice. (apparantly he was classically trained) Despite being told he was not suitable for the audition, he kept repeating "You will regret it. I will be the top ten in the world!" and literally begged for a 2nd chance. He was given a 2nd chance and again told he was not suitable but he persisted. So much so the security had to called in to escort him out. Another one came in with a striptease act and as he sang, took off item by item of his clothing and ended with only his briefs on. The judges must have almost died controlling their laughter. Another one literally took the lyrics of his song to heart. He whispered the song "Careless Whispers" and refused to stop even after the judges told him to stop. Again, like most aspiring yet tone-deaf participants, they insist that the judges are making a huge mistake and persisted to sing to further disprove his point. What a nightmare!! My sympathies go out to the judges. But I disagreed strongly with one unanimous decision of the judges to disallow an Indian lady to proceed to the 2nd round purely on the basis of her answer to one of their comments. Her name escapes me right now so does the song she sang but she wore a black dress (that look tattered) and wore black-rimmed glasses. Dick Lee (or was it Florence Lian ??) suggested she go for a total makeover to up her appearance and while she said she will do so, she said "But not too much because I like myself the way I am." Based on this response, they kicked her out. That was quite unfair I felt. She has a right to disagree with the comments, there is no obligation whatsoever to take the judge's comments as the holy grain. And to top it off, its not as if she blankly said no to a makeover. Perhaps the judges have placed themselves too high on a pedestal that they think whatever they say has to be followed though. They must have the "Crowell" syndrome.
Ok this has definitely been the single longest blog entry I have ever made. It has taken me a whole day and thus also meant a whole day of non-work. Hahahha talk about productivity !!!!!
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