Conversations that “Never Happened”
The first two days I was back, I concussed by 7-8p.m. I found out on two separate occasions today that I had somehow held lucid conversations when I was supposedly asleep. Conversations I had no recollections of. My mom was amazed. Zibin…was even more perplexed because apparently we had quite a substantial conversation *wry look*. Yet, when he called me this afternoon, I repeated some of the things I had told him yesterday evening because I didn’t remember having talked to him at all. :P Jet-lag lah…
Et tu, Madre?
My mom has joined the ‘mob’ and started suanning me! Actually, she has always liked to tease me, but never about me being noisy or talkative/wordy before!
She was driving earlier when Cathy smsed her. So I helped my mom to reply…but instead of inputing word for word what she said, I added a couple of words of my own which I thought would paint a clearer a picture.
Mom: Aiyah, isn’t that understood already? éš¾æ€ªä½ çš„æœ‹å‹è¯´ä½ å¾ˆå¤šè¯ã€‚
Me: *stares at her in wounded disbelief* Moooooommmmmm!!! æ€Žä¹ˆä½ ä¹Ÿæ‰å¼„æˆ‘äº†ï¼Ÿ
Mom: *grinning* ä¸æ˜¯å—ï¼Ÿä¸‰å¥è¯å¯ä»¥è¯´æ¸…æ¥šçš„ä½ ç”¨äº”å¥ã€‚
Me: *pouting* ä½ æ€Žä¹ˆå¯ä»¥æ¬ºè´Ÿæˆ‘ï¼Ÿä½ æ˜¯æˆ‘çš„ mummy leh!
Mom: [here she suddenly takes on a more serious tone to explain to me that I should see teasing as an affectionate thing and not a bad thing etc.]
Me: [thinking that she might think I actually mind the teasing] *hastily* Aiyah, I’m ok lah. æˆ‘ä¸æ˜¯çœŸçš„ä»‹æ„…
Mom: *pounces on me with glee* Ah, å‡è£…çš„æ˜¯å—ï¼Ÿ å…¶å®žä½ æ˜¯å–œæ¬¢äººå®¶æ‰å¼„ä½ çš„ï¼Œ å¯¹å—ï¼Ÿ å–œæ¬¢å°±å¥½äº†å—… ä¸ºä»€ä¹ˆè¦æ€ª mummy å‘¢ï¼Ÿ
Me: *laughs painfully in protest* MAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
After a 5 hr long afternoon nap (which was absolutely necessary for an evening out), I went to Silhouette The Atelier with Mom, John and Cathy to see some bridal gowns. I tried on about six different gowns of differing materials, necklines and shapes… impressing the in-house designer with my speed in changing along the way. *grin*
The last gown I tried on was practically perfect…for me that is. I don’t know if it will be the one I choose in the end, because this is the very first place I’ve tried, but all of us felt it was very suited to me, and both John and I feel pretty certain that Zibin would like it too. I don’t want to gush, but I really, really liked it. Cathy found a gown that was absolutely dreamy and princessy which suited her wonderfully… and best of all, our gowns ‘matched’ even while they were distinct in style. It was quite a cool feeling to be standing side-by-side in front of the giant mirror in the bridal gowns. I can’t wait for Zibin to come back and give his stamp of approval :P
You know, trying on bridal gowns was really fun. They were lighter than I expected, and pretty easy to get in and out of (I just need help with the zipper). The designer was commenting on bridesmaids and our trains (both gowns had quite generous trains which we thought would be nice for a church wedding). And then, right at that moment, I thought of *somebody*’s suggestion that I wear adult diapers on my wedding day to spare my bridesmaid making trips with me to the bathroom. It wasn’t a very romantic thought, but I’m glad my mom was so tickled by the idea. :P
And OH! Cathy’s twin nieces will be our flower girls! Isn’t that the cutest thing?! Twin flower girls for a double-wedding! And we’ve agreed to have three bridesmaids each. That’s actually a nice number for me… less of a dilemma *heh heh*. Haven’t asked any of the three girls I have in mind, but am looking forward to it. I still need to get a little ring-bearer though… anybody have little boys to ‘lend’? :P