Rice can read Experiment: Part II

Some time back, I wrote a blog entry about how rice can read. By merely placing the word 'LOVE' and 'HATE' on a container containing rice, you can effect the way they behave and rot. Trust me, I was as 'Oh come on! Gimme a break!' as you are. But because I am the kind of person who does not believe in pure bullshit, I tried it out and guess what....I've yet to pick my jaws up from the floor. This is an update of what I did because after we moved house, I kept the LOVE RICE and the HATE RICE right there....no change. I don't even go back there so often....not even for a sneak peek. Today, I brought the real estate agent there because we're trying to sell the place and there are hints (huge ones) that we lived there once upon a time. Major clean-up and home staging required. And I spotted them. Not quite side by side but on the same table. I am just completely amazed, I have to tell you. I have no definite answer for you unless I go into something truly philosophical and I am not going to do that. Here's the evidence that LOVE CONQUERS ALL and HATE DESTROYS ANYTHING....even if it's just rice. Trust me, I tampered with it not....not at all. It's been that way since day 1.

This is LOVE RICE....a little hard and lumpy after all this time but generally speaking, the rice is still white. I'd rather be pushed off a cliff than try eating that stuff but it looked pretty much the way we left it. See the date if you can...it was taken today. And then there's the HATE RICE.

I don't know how to explain this....it's just like this. Amazing, isn't it? But then again, it's really not so amazing because it proves one thing and one thing only. Love can have a positive effective on everything, human, dogs, kids, lovers....rice. The moment you tell the rice that you hate it, it'll rot. So, my fellow friends and family members, love each other because love DOES have powerful magic.

Maid Side-Kick

I was kind of a little sad when I read the news about this - there will be no live-in Indonesian maids in Malaysia anymore.

There are pros and cons to having a live-in maid, as with everything else, but for us, we enjoyed more pros than cons. Back then, when my kids were little, we brought in a family of maids to help with...well, just about everything, and we were like two families merged into one. They ate what we ate, we sleep, they sleep, we shop, they shop, they joke, we laugh, we joke, they laugh...for me, the maid I hired was more like a sister and side-kick to me.

For that few years, I was dependent on her to mind-read my schedule and when I need or don't need help. She picked things up quickly and we ended up having lots of moments whereby we were in sync. Today, two of them are on my Facebook and we were gleefully chatting over Facebook Messenger since they've just discovered the wonders of the Internet and Social Media.

Since we were more like partners in crime, I f…

Grilled Salmon With Unagi Sauce

I always disagree with people who say that they are lazy to cook, it's too hard, no time, too difficult, easier to eat out....etc. I can't agree because I have found multiple ways to cook simple, cheap meals without causing too much of a ruckus to my schedule. All it takes is a little bit of planning ahead and research. And a sense of humor when it turns out...to put it nicely...sucks.

Anyway, here's one simple one that ANYONE (kids included) can cook up. Seriously simple and easy.

I love salmon but my kids don't like the smell and texture. But that doesn't mean that I can't go out to the market and spend RM11 on ONE single piece of salmon fish and make MYSELF one, right? Kids can have the overnight pizza. :-)
This is fresh from the market....man oh man! I LOVE IT!!
Wash it properly, de-bone the thing if you want to but I just left everything the way it is and just covered the fish with some of the following:-

Yup, salt, pepper and McCormick's season-all powder…

It's The Hormones Slinging All Over Ryan Gosling

Every time I do this, you know I'm PMS-ing. I am usually quite sane and well-behaved. I promise you this. But..... After watching The Notebook, I am fully convinced that Ryan Gosling is not a man. He's sex. Pure sex. And love, of course. I knew that.I love Ryan Gosling whether he looks like he just woke up on an island....ESPECIALLY when he's half-naked!!!!I love him even if he's kissing someone other than me (who he SHOULD be kissing)I love him even when he's got literally no hair.I love him eventhough without the beard thing, he looks like a schoolboy still growing out his pubic hair.I love Ryan Gosling to the core and then you tell me one other thing to make me fall in love with him even more! I feel signs of a mild heart attack already!He plays the piano. He sings. And he sings to KIDS for Halloween!I mean.....aawwwwww......how come we good women who are only sometimes a teeny weeny bit (and I mean really tiny bit) bitchy never get one of these? What?! We DO …

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