Friday, December 25, 2009

Note to self: be careful when holding a glass of wine.

This has got to be the *most* embarrassing Christmas.

We attended a Christmas party at Melvin's Uncle's place.. kinda like a Grandfather's birthday cum X'mas sorta celebration so most of the relatives, cousins etc were there.

Naturally there was pre-dinner wine and all.

I'm sure you can tell where I'm going by now. Except it's MUCH worse.

I was leaning against the wall, holding a glass of wine, chatting to one of his aunts. Can you tell where this story is headed yet?

Ruben was running around the house. He's like six or seven. Typical kid. And yes, he bumped into me and the entire glass of wine splashed.

It was on me.. the floor... and ALOT of it... on the white wall behind me...... It was as if someone died there and had blood flowing from this huge splotch all the way to the floor. Melvin ran to the kitchen to grab a cloth to clean the wall while I stood there in a wine soaked dress looking utterly horrified.

I finally regained my senses and went to the bathroom to clean up but when I returned... the leaking red splotch was now a permanent shade of grey on what was once a pristine white wall.

What a way to leave an impression. Permanent too. The only way they're going to get rid of that stain is to go over with a fresh coat of paint.

I don't know how I managed to survive the rest of the party. The owners of the lovely penthouse were kind/gracious enough not to mention the incident at all for the rest of the night. But boy, I bet they're thinking along the lines of 'OMG!'. I wanted to like.. I dunno.. hug Aunt Lucy and said I was sorry or something. But I was just too embarrassed and spent most of the time wanting to slink into a hole/die somewhere quietly.

GAAAhhhh.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Alright, Pictures from the Batam Weekend. Uncle Teng's the designated photographer so I don't have any pictures of the man behind the camera.


Glenn and I at the check-in counter.

Our Family Villa! 2 bedrooms, with a small dining/kitchen area in between. The balcony (you can see part of it on the left) extends all the way from there.. to.. the.. right of the house :P



This is the view from the balconey. It was a rainy Saturday, as you can tell. In the distance... is Singapore. We were like 'what?! We took 45 minutes to travel here by boat and look it's so near!' I dared Glenn to row his own boat into the country to see if he gets picked up by the coast guard.


The boys had a good time looking at fishes swimming near the rocky beach (?) There were bright colored ones in the nearby lagoon. Glenn loved this bright blue spotted one. My favourite were the yellow tails. They swam in convoy. hee~ Pity we couldn't get a picture.


These are the beach front huts.. Though, technically, the spa huts are in between these and the ocean. The spa huts are LOVELY. They dangle out into the ocean in stilts. When you look down from the hut's balcony, it IS the ocean.

On our way to the spa..


We were allocated spa huts next to each other! 2 in each hut. You can't see in this picture, but there's a jaccuzzi right next to the balcony.. yes.. looking directly at the sea.. I imagine it must have been awkward for Glenn and Uncle Teng to share a jaccuzzi tub though. Glenn was pretty much 'I'm not sharing a tub with my dad!' but since the spa people provided nice batik shorts for the oh-so-modest men, it turned out alright. I got to wear a batik sarong too!

Well that's all I have for pictures.. of course.. if I was in charge, there'd be more pictures of the spa itself.. but oh wells.. No pictures of Melvin drooling in his sleep on the massage table then.