Our Wedding

My last post was about how I was coping with a lot of things going on a few months ago - work, house renovations, packing+moving+unpacking, wedding preparations and just life in general. I know I've said that I will blog about our wedding as soon as I got photos back from the photographer but I didn't do it straight away because I can get away with procrastinating since I don't have a gazillion blog followers :p

Our wedding was back in June. We had the Chinese tea ceremony in the daytime and a wedding dinner reception at the town nearest to Mr Bun's hometown. If we had it our way, well maybe my way, we might have had another dinner reception at KL since I'm from here and Mr Bun's been based here for some years now. But we decided against it after all, because we were financially tight while putting our house together at the same time as planning for our wedding. It's not worth it to get even more tangled in a financial mess just so we could have fun with friends and acquaintances for one more night. The ones who care enough to share this big milestone of ours shall travel a 5-hour return journey just to share a toast with us. Muahahaha...

Most of the preparations for our wedding were DIY. We also skipped out on the cheesy wedding bits like prewedding photography. I absolutely can't get over the fact that people willingly get ripped off by bridal houses to take photos in cheesy poses, get a bunch of framed oversized photos which end up gathering dust and live happily with the fact that these photos have such ridiculous powdery-face effect. But I do like it when once in a while I see friends who have tasteful prewedding photos. It's such a breath of fresh air. I did my own hair and makeup, with assistance from Mr Bun for curling my hair for my evening look. I got two bunches of tulips from my usual florist in Pudu and put together my own bridal bouquet. There was no way I could get a decent bouquet for less than RM200, and it could be even more expensive had I requested for tulips. So I took it into my own hands and it ended up less than RM100. Made cute bowties for the groomsmen to go with my bridesmaids' mint green dress theme since I couldn't find anything that I wanted from the shops. I stayed away from pink dresses because it would be too obvious for me to choose pink for the bridesmaids' dresses. The games for the boys were all set by me too. I'm such a control freak that I have to lay it all out myself but obviously the girls had to execute the plan for me. I'm not a fan of disgusting or distasteful games so the games were quite tame. Mostly aimed towards the groom but it's up to the girls to make it difficult for the rest of the boys. I'm glad they all had fun because most of us are friends from our uni days. The best part was when I whipped out old videos from back in the day for Mr Bun to re-enact as part of the games.

Since we were on what people would call a simple direction (compared to a standard Chinese wedding), it was almost drama-free. The most dramatic moment was when my family acted like typical KL-ites, arriving late and we could only do our walk-in to the restaurant and start after they had arrived. Wedding dinners in small towns are usually quite on time, not exceeding 30 minutes from the time you have printed on the invitation. It's quite un-Malaysian-like.

Mr Bun and I were like deers in the headlight while we were on stage, not giving a proper thank-you speech to everyone who deserved it. But I hope everyone knows how much we truly appreciate their help; big, small or anything in between. I think if we had a chance to change one thing from our wedding, I would re-do my thank-you speech. Everything else was a dream, despite some teeny tiny hiccups along the way. Enough talk, time for photos!!

Making it official tomorrow

I haven't been updating because I was swamped with a new job, moving into a new house and preparing for my wedding. So far we've lived at our new nest for little less than a month and the big day is tomorrow. 

I haven't got good news about my current job because my present employers have put me in a very difficult position due to their inability to be clear of they wanted when they made me an offer. So on top of my stress cake of moving and getting married is a big fat juicy cherry of having to look for a new job. But unlike the past, I am now choosing to move away from asking "Why is this happening?", and picking myself up to walk on a new path. I shall not be bothered by idiots who made the decision to hire a rookie and then dropping it all without even providing any useful coaching. As much as I was worrying a few days ago about whether I could find a new job, I'm hopeful. It took some sobbing sessions to arrive at a slightly more positive stage but I'm glad I can move on.

So... I gotta keep my nerves in check for my big day tomorrow. I shall be updating with photos but we don't have Internet at our new place. The good news is, I saw TM contractors laying down the cables yesterday and it should be available in a month or so. Yippee!! I'm beginning to like this positive thinking thing.

February so far

I've been jobless for more than a week now since I resigned from my job on the last day of January. I'm not really jobless since I have a new position to report to come beginning of March, but I have three weeks off before I embark on a new career journey. Three glorious weeks!! So far it's been filled with days well spent with family and friends over Chinese New Year celebrations. The timing couldn't be any more perfect. I'm also cramming in opportunities to go out looking for stuff that I need for our house. Who knew even a minor thing like curtains could turn out to be something totally major? Now I realise that the devil is in the details and I'd better get things sorted out while I still have time.

We usually go back to Mr Bun's hometown for up to a week during CNY but he doesn't have that privilege this year. So we only spent three days, the 2nd, 3rd and 4th days of CNY back at the kampung. Kinda glad for the fact that we didn't have to get caught in the pre and post CNY mad traffic. I spent the first two days cooking, which got me thinking if I want to do this again next year (I guess I can overlook the fact that it's super tiring since it's a once-in-a-year affair). 

I'm not a big baby-hugger type of person but here I am caught in one of those rare heartwarming moments. This is the 3rd niece from Mr Bun's family and here she looks like a super adorable baby zombie trying to chew me alive.

Been spending some time lepaking at home while Mr Bun is at work over CNY. But we did manage to have a nice meal on Valentine's Day. No flowers, gifts and shiz because we never got into the silliness of those stuff. Just spending some quality time with each other will do :D We had dinner at this quaint restaurant called Taste Gallery at Bandar Mahkota Cheras and their molten lava cake is the best letmetellyou!!

My second elder brother had his registration of marriage two days after Valentine's Day. It was at the NRD in Putrajaya, the same place where I had mine. Back then they weren't open on Saturdays but now they are. We spotted a few hot-air balloons from the public carpark and walked over for some photo-op after the registration do but they were calling it a day. It was a MAKNA private event and how I wish I could've snuck in a little earlier. They had free helicopter rides!! ARGHGHGHGH :(

This really happened. You can't disagree that there is a resemblance.

Snuck in a few lou sang makans with different groups of friends and here I am with my girlies from PESS. That's Baby Cherish, who is the 2nd baby of the group. Wonder who will is next in line to be a babymomma?

My first surgery

This past week has been such a roller coaster ride. My Mr Bun left for Hong Kong two Sundays ago and that turned my life upside down. He'll be away for work for at least three months and during the whole time before he left, I thought three months was going to zoom past us and before we know it, he'll be back home with me. Little did I know that I started to crumble as soon as I turned my back at the departure gate, walking alone back to the car and driving back to the city with tears in my eyes. It was hard for him too, with this being his sophomore trip out of the country and first one without me. Now I know I was wrong when I said, "It's only three months, not three years". Because it definitely feels like I have to wait for years right now.

Things took for a more challenging turn when I had pains in my lower abdomen just days before the departure to Hong Kong. So I got myself a colonoscopy just to have things checked out and never would I guess that the doctors indeed found something, but in another area which I didn't suspect. They found a growth near my right ovary and after further screenings, I had to get admitted to have it removed as soon as possible. Which in my case, was quite immediate. After the surgery, the gynaecologist confirmed it was an endometriosis cyst which thankfully was quite fresh, but considered large in size. From what I remember, it was probably the size of an egg. It baffled him at first why it didn't protude and look visible from the outside because it was considered big and I felt a sharp pain when he examined me. But anyways, it was quite a fresh growth so it hadn't attacked my ovaries yet so that means I should try to get pregnant as soon as I can, while everything seems to be in working condition.

This has also resulted in me being on a month's medical leave and the days seem so long and lonely, especially with my closest companion being away and both of us dealing with long distance relationship for a short period of time. Sure, my mom's around to help me out with things but even she's leaving for her big Canadian and Alaskan holiday this weekend and I'll be left lonely at home. My brothers will be home but not much help there, unless it's something to do with transport or anything related to that. I use the word 'lonely' a lot because usually I like being left alone but I hate being lonely. The hormone medication that I'm on now to suppress the risk of the cyst's regrowth is not helping either. I hate it when my emotions and thoughts are so driven by hormones. It's driving me nuts.

Although this post sounds a lot like a post surgery rant, I felt it was important for me to share this episode of my life here so that other females can take note as well. It's also certainly helpful to be able to let it out because I've been so emotional lately. I didn't want to be one of those attention seekers to be posting updates about my condition on Facebook and then expect an outpour of comments. This is a good space to let off some steam and spread the message at the same time. So girls, go get yourselves a good gynaecologist and frequent check ups. You may think things like period pains are what comes with the package every month, but it could very well be your body trying to warn you about something. I know that now. You wouldn't to wait till it's too late to find out.

A trip to meet the king

Yesterday we took a drive to Raub, Pahang to one of Mr Bun's colleague's hometown. The guy's family owns an orchard so we were treated to a durian feast. We had the opportunity to sample one of the most popular and expensive species, the Musang King. There were only a few, as they were mostly kept for the selling market. The rest of the durian weren't bad - they were either of the D24 or D101 species.

Scenic drive into the villages of Raub.

What we came for... after driving for more than three hours.

Cracking open the prickly shell to reveal its tender flesh.

Nomming on some Musang King.

Here's a photo of Mr Bun looking a lot like Crayon Shin Chan :p

Took a look at the bunch of bananas lying around and thought I would never eat that much even in a year.

After all that durian, we made a stop at Bukit Tinggi for some sightseeing. I know this place well from my previous job, but some of Mr Bun's colleagues have never been here so we decided to come along. I must say, the place looks more decent now that the incompetent dog walker has left (insider's language).

Medieval warrior greeted our arrival.

Stupid goose that kept bopping its head up and down, not letting me take a photo.

Fat fishies.

Wish I'd have more time to take off on short holidays. Right now I miss being at a beach :(