Masak-ing
(cooking)

Ever since staying with Jamie, I have started cooking.
Surprisingly, it isnt as bad or as tedious as I once thought it to be. Instead, I find myself enjoying it.
Sure I'm not the best cook, infact I do it right 1 out or 3 times , but can you blame me? Amateur chief please.

I must say, dessert is where I crash & burn. I follow the recipe, and still it comes out horrible. Even the already packed one's you can buy from Safeway/Coles turn out :

1. Hard as rock.
2. Not fully cooked.
3. Burnt.

Only once, when I made Chocolate Souffl?did it turn out right(ish). It raised the way a Souffl?is supposed to, but taste, well, I say, I should've added more chocolate.

And brownies, BROWNIES, easiest ever, cake thing you can make, I manage to screw up.
Bit of chocolate/cocoa powder, egg, butter, flour, milk, self rasing flour, mix together, pour in pan, put in oven.
Easy right?
Too bad mine turned yuck.

Can you believe this was supposed to be Chocolate pudding. Mind you, I followed the recipe.

But not everything I make is a total disaster.
I remember back in y.10 or y.11 I use to cook with Minji every time we stayed each over at each others house. And me & Shalen, we made killer "Kimchi sushi". Sure, dont sound so great, but it was (so we say). And Jamie enjoys my cooking (unless he's really doesn't, and is just saying he does just to be nice, which I will chop him to bits if that were the case)

Chicken wing in Beer Batter with Mayo.

My cross of Malaysian "Won Ton Mee" and Indonesian "Bakmee Ayam"
Mine(Left), Jamie's (Right)

All in all, although I am a horrendous cook at times, I still enjoy it.
I especially love the way how some restaurants plate their dishes, and at times, make it look way too pretty to be eaten. 

 Guess who's getting the "Snip-Snip" Treatment...

Yes, my baby boo, is gona go under the knife to well, get sniped-sniped, aka desexed.
Me, and Jamie bought her, thinking we'd wanted her to have babies (though Jamie still wants her to have babies), but we figured, she's our 1st dog, and she's a small dog.

Besides, we're definite on wanting an Alaskan Malamute or Siberian Husky, and making them have babies .
But that wont come till we move out together.

From this day forward,
You shall not walk alone.
My heart will be your shelter,
And my arms will be your home.

The day started with us getting up at 8am to get ready.
After spending 5 hours looking for a dress, a little tired, and frustrated I ended up with this cute dress from Forever New

Unknowingly, Champaign seemed to be the color of choice amongst guests and the bride herself. 
I wanted to curl my hair for the wedding, now that my locks are longer then the last time I tried to curl my hair (2005 wesley formal), so it would look pretty instead of me looking like I had a mass curly fires as hair. But it turned out to be more of a tedious task than I expected, so I turned to straightening my hair.

We had the tea ceremony at Jamie's house (Denh, Jamie's sister waits inside, while Glenn, the husband to be has to pass "tasks" in order to get into the house )

We then as a short mingling moment with both families.
Best part of that? Was the tasty roast pig.

 
(L-R , with boys of family, with brothers - eldest to youngest, with inlaws and parents)

The wedding was a beautiful one.
Set in a garden of a vineyard at the Yarra Valley (I think.. if I remember correctly).
The views of the way there was breathtaking.

It was a small wedding with 150 guest, mostly photographers (Bride is a photographer, go figure). I could swear, everyone had a camera at that wedding, as she walked down the asile, all that could be seen was flashes going off. But it was a lovely wedding. It really was.

The reception was nice, food was delicious. Few of the guests got drunk and started to well, try to breakdance. One of the best man did a little G rated pole dance.
Glenn pulled some weird "robot" style dance moves.
Me and Jamie, made fools of ourself (since everyone on teh dance floor danced weirdly)

Its got to be one of the most memorable weddings I've attended.
I couldn't be anymore happier for the both of them.

  Exercise Schmaxercise

Lets get this straight, I havent done any form of exercise since year 10. Though I was forced to do the compulsary Physical Edu. I was excited to finally be in year 11 where PE was not compulsary. However, we had to do at least 1 season of sport (I chose Netball. I never went.). I hated excercise or any form of sport for that matter. But, I did enjoy swimming.

I eat what I want, whenever I want, and I'm relatively happy with the way I turned out. Im neither fat, nor anorexic, but I am unhealthy (with the ex-smoking, junk food etc)

Recently, Jamie's turned into a health freak drill sargent.
And dont get me wrong, I'm all for it. I mean, healthy is good, healthy is what everyone wants to be.
Jamie, on his new health kick, started excercising (skipping, weights, jog, the lot) and wants me to do so too. As stated, I hate excercise, so, him getting me to excercise was well, full of me being a baby, refusing to excercise, and getting really upset just to do something simple like skipping.

I really hate excercise. I dont know why. I avoid it like its the plague
But, I started thinking about a talk we had a few months ago. About how he always gives things up to do things for me/with me, just so I'll be happy.
Well it made me realise I was selfish.
So, just to prove that I'm not, I agreed to join him in his excercise regime. Well just 100+ skips & walking the dog is all that I'm doing
But, its a start, right?

Besides, nice toned abdomen, here I come :]

I still dislike excercising.