Muffin or cupcake???

It all started with my sudden craving for cupcakes when I returned to Bandung, Indonesia. I asked here and there and no one knew which bakery make them. Then one friend told me that I could get one in one of the very well known bakeries in Bandung. But when I got there and purchased one, somehow it tasted like muffin. I was very disappointed because I wanted a simple cupcake and the lady at the bakery convinced me that it was a cupcake, not muffin. Big mistake, I don’t have the hearts for muffins. Oh please,there is a difference between a cupcake and a muffin! (Although I know many people out there wouldn’t worry that much about the difference).

Here’s a picture of muffins
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Here’s a picture of cupcakes
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At a glance, cupcakes resemble muffins. Yes, they do look quite similar.
I heard someone said once ,”If you throw a cupcake against a wall you get a sound like “poof”; if you throw a muffin against a wall you get a sound like “thud” ! Lol!

But if you don’t feel like throwing food around you might want to just bite into it. For me, muffin is more like bread, while cupcake is more like cake. Then if you feel the texture, muffin is a bit more dry than cupcakes. Of course if you leave a cupcake out for days or you overcook them they can become dry and taste more like muffin. And in my very personal point of view cupcakes taste much better than muffins!

Ok if any of that doesn’t help, just throw it on the wall and see what sound it makes…. if it makes a new sound other than “poof” or “thud”…..it could be a mufcake or possibly a cupfin…..a sign that muffins and cupcakes have joined forces to create something new =P

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Pertama kali naik angkot(lagi)

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Rasanya udah bertahun-tahun ga naik angkot….dan entah kenapa…rasanya kok orang-orang didalam angkot sepertinya pada tau karena daku banyak diliatin. Heran deh….apa yang salah sih? Rasanya semuanya biasa-biasa aza dan baik-baik aza…….ga ada yang aneh….tapi kenapa penumpang yang lain sekali-sekali ngelirik-lirik…..ya udahlah….ngapain pusing mikirin orang lain.

Karena kepanasan, akhirnya daku ngerogoh-rogoh tas cari minum……wah, lupa nurunin barang-barang Ziky….meskipun babyku ga ikut, tapi pampers, tisu basah, sendok kecil, dan kaos ganti kebawa semua. Sambil ngeluarin pampers dan baju ganti ganti Ziky, orang-orang mulai ngelirik-lirik lagi…..akhirnya ketemu juga kotak susu rasa plain……..sluuuuurrrp….yummy….eh, pada ngeliatin lagi daku minum susu…curi-curi pandang gitu.

Ah, capek mikirin orang lain….biarin aza lah sok lah terserah mau melotot juga mangga!!

Akhirnya, sampe juga diperempatan Jalan Riau dekat IEDUC…..dakupun turun dan bayar……hahhh….dari margahayu ke situ sekarang 4ribu rupiah!!Rasanya dulu paling mahal 2ribu sajah!!!

Pas bayar pun si supir memandang daku sesaat ……haduh….kunaon sih….karena uang yang daku kasih 10ribu, sang supir pun memberikan kembalian berupa uang kertas dan recehan……eh jatuh kebawah…….pas nunduk kebawah mau ngambil……tiba-tiba ada yang lepas dari muka ke tanah………masyaallah…ternyata pas naik angkot dan selama didalem angkot tadi lupa lepas kacamata item…….pantes we diirik-lirik wae…….

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That first impression…..

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Ever thought that life is a matter of good and bad?
Ever thought of categorizing good as white and bad as black?

Then we should think again…..Not everything in life is that easy to categorize.
Some things stay in the grey area waiting to be given a deeper thought
before we can judge it is black or it is white…..or some things….stay in the grey area….

So, if someone steals something……do we directly label this person a bad person? On the
surface…..this person is bad….because he is a thief. But why don’t
you try asking this person….’Why do you steal?’ ……

Now just spare a few of your precious seconds to listen to his
answer, ‘I’m sorry….this box of hundred dollars….I found it on that
bench……no one was there…..so I just thought that the Lord was
just being very kind to me……the next thing I knew…….I was taken
to the police….somebody accused me of stealing from him. Even after I
apologised for not knowing, he continued on accusing me and told the
police that I took it from his bag……I swear…..I only took it from
a bench and no one was there. Why does this rich guy accuse me of such
a thing? I didn’t even take a cent from that bag and
I’m ready to give the bag back….I may be poor but I’m no thief! Please….just let me go and let me find
some generous people who can give me a slice of bread before it
gets dark so my child can eat something for the day ‘

Trusting your first impressions and following your intuition is
important….however, judging a book only by it’s cover can be
misleading…..

Have a heart….listen to people before you judge….because no
one……is really what they seem…….and don’t forget to ask ‘WHY’.

Judging a person does not define who they are…it defines who YOU are!!

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Ziky’s bad library day =(

One of the things I like most about raising children in Sydney is the fact that they provide many facilities for playing and learning…..for free…..like lots of playgrounds, good library books, and baby lap sing sessions in the library. (It would be really good if the same could be found in Indonesia….but I know it’s quite a long way to that and ‘fun’ is ‘usually’ expensive!)

Ziky loves going to the library where he can run around, move the chairs, move the books from their proper places, and play with somebody else’s toys….not to forget eat somebody else’s food……oh, and also change nappies……What about reading??? Well, he does that at home, he loves to read before nap time and bed time.

But today he had to come out from the library in tears…After his lap sing session he stayed a while to play. And this was when this 4-5 year old boy came and talked to Ziky, the baby replied everytime he was asked a question….in his baby language(with a couple of “No”,”Mama”,”Car”,”Papa”,”Apple”,”Akung”,and “Tuti” somewhere in between). I was about 3 meters behind Ziky,I couldn’t see the 5 year old because he was kneeling infront of Ziky in the corner. I watched them for a while and giggled at their funny conversation. Here’s some I remember:

5 year old: “What’s your name?”
Ziky:”Apple”
5 year old: “I’m here with my Mommy, she’s over there. How about you?”
Ziky:”sngsngsngsnsgnsg..Car.”
5 year old: “Can you speak clearly?”
Ziky:”No!!No!!”

There was a lot of noise from other children and adults giggling and talking that I couldn’t really hear the rest of their talk. Suddenly I felt a bit strange I don’t know why, I looked at Ziky and he was still standing there and I still couldn’t see the boy. I moved closer and closer….and there wasn’t anymore friendly conversation between them. I moved to Ziky’s side and the first thing I saw was the 5 year old’s hand pulling and pushing Ziky by his turtle neck shirt in an aggressive way. This 5 year old’s face was red with anger. I found Ziky standing there sobbing and I pulled away my son from this very naughty boy, which was a bit hard as he was holding on to Ziky’s shirt. I looked around to see where this boy’s mother was and thought she would come and help…..and there she was….about 10 meters away, folding her arms,,,,,,mouthing “Sorry” to me…..and continued reading whatever it was she was reading. Wow!!!!!!……..and I thought she was going to come around and help me get her boy’s hands off my baby…..When I got his hands off and I wrapped Ziky in my arms, he started crying loudly. I quickly dashed out from the library to calm him down and as I walked pass the 5 year old’s mother, her eyes were down on her book….tsk tsk tsk……..not even a friendly “I’m sorry, is your baby ok?”……Ok, I felt guilty for not watching closely enough because I thought they were just talking….but doesn’t she feel a bit bad too because her child just hurt another child??

Little children may still have to learn about what’s good or bad…….but usually their mothers are very attentive about what their children do to other children….well, maybe this one is the odd one out……

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Fear

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The boy asked why the soldiers were training so much.

“It’s not just the soldiers…but your mother too, and I, and those who follow their heart. Everything in life demands training.”

“All life’s battles teach us something, even those we lose. When you grow up, you’ll discover that you have defended lies, deceived yourself, or suffered for foolishness….If you’re a good warrior….you will not blame yourself for this, but neither will you allow your mistakes to repeat themselves.”

“I’m afraid,” the boy said insistently.

“That proves that you find joy in living. It’s normal to feel fear at certain moments.”


Taken from “The Fifth Mountain”…..by Paulo Coelho.

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A tired momma got confused with ‘,’ !

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Looking after a little toddler and the lot around the house plus the endless sleep deprivation due to late night feeds(my baby is 20 months old and I’m still breastfeeding….and yes….he STILL wakes up at night), can really lead to extreme tiredness and cause a lot of confusions.

I’m a stay at home mom who works on a casual basis (that is either when my baby is taking his nap or sleeping at night). One night I had to work and make corrections and everything was fine until after a few pages. I printed what had to be corrected and dd it manually because I was too tired to do it on the computer. When I got to the last sentence at the bottom of the page, I had to read it again and again……and again…..and again….wondering why I added a ‘,’ (a coma) in the middle of that sentence. I was thinking very hard trying to retrieve my memory but I couldn’t remember why I put a ‘,’ there.

I spent too long working out why there was a coma on that particular page that I decided to leave it and get back to it while I finish the rest. But then…..when I turned the page and started to do corrections to the end of that page…..I noticed something…..I was on page 8…..so I turned to the previous page, gazed down at the bottom of the page back to the ‘,’ which caused my confusion…….and realized that it was never a ‘,’ after all……..it was a page number…..7……and the student typed the last sentence very close to the page number that I thought that 7 was something I corrected in his sentence as a coma…..hhhhhhhhh

tired momma

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Babies R Us

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When a baby screams out loud…..no matter how irritated people’s ears are, they won’t say, “SHUT UP!” Instead, they’d hug her and say, “Aww, what’s the matter….it’s all right little darling everything will be ok.”

When a baby spits out her food….no matter how dirty her clothes and our hands get….they won’t say, “Oh you’re so gross!”…instead, they’d clean it up and say, “You must be feeling full, I’m sorry.”……or “You don’t like that one? Ok we’ll try another time.”

When a baby falls again and again as they teach her to walk, they won’t get angry and say, “You stupid thing. I’m tired of teaching you!”… Instead, they’d get up and hold the baby’s hands to guide her and say,”It’s alright, you’re getting there…..come on….one step at a time….don’t worry…I’ll be here to hold you…that’s it….good girl….I’m proud of you.”

These are general reactions of all most people because they feel that babies cannot talk and speak their mind and that every failure is a learning process towards further development milestones……therefore it is crucial for adults or others who are older to try their best to be more patient and understand these babies.

Now when people are faced with older children or other adults……very often we will find that their ability to understand each other have diminished somehow. We usually expect other people to be able to express their views through a language that is well understood. We expect people to learn something quickly because matured people just have to learn quickly, while infact the older we get the more chance we may become forgetful. And when we make mistakes….people will get angry at us and some will even call us stupid.

Well you know what…..I tend to think WE ARE ALL BABIES trapped in oversized bodies with a soul longing to be heard when we don’t even say a thing or even when we say something the opposite of what we mean or in the wrong way…..a soul longing to be noticed even if we’re not as cute……a soul longing to be taught with patience in the endless journey of the sometimes harsh life lessons even if we make mistakes……….

and a soul….longing to be understood and loved for who we truly are…..not for the way we should be…….just the way babies love to be loved….

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Not so ‘Funday Sunday’

Sunday is usually a great fun day for families in Sydney to go out and about either by bus, ferry or the train for a flat fare of $2.50. Yep, we know how expensive transport is. See this for more.

We’ve been using the Funday Sunday ticket since the birth of our precious little one, not that we always go out every Sunday. Previously there has never been any problems. But last Sunday, 5 June to be exact, was not the case. We got our $5 ready for me and my hubby when the 4** bus approached Westfield Shopping Centre in Eastgardens, and when we were about to pay, the driver suddenly said that we can’t purchase the Funday Sunday ticket because our toddler(20months) is not paying half price. My husband and I were gazing at each other with puzzles. I think the driver saw our confusion and tried to explain again and said something more or less like this, “If your child is paying half price then you and your wife can travel with Funday Sunday tickets, but because he is too small to pay, you guys are ineligible. So now you have to pay full price for each ride.” I asked him if that’s the new rule and he said that’s how it is. It was a going to be a long conversation but we decided to follow this bus driver’s rule and pay the full $4.30 x 2…….

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Then at the airport, curiosity drove my hubby to ask someone who sell the tickets. The man was very informative and said that we are eligible for the Funday Sunday ticket, any adult with a child is!! The terms and conditions leaflet says the Family Funday Sunday ticket is a flat fare of $2.50 per person with a
minimum of one adult and one child related by family travelling together. To
purchase the individual tickets, the travelling group must be related by family
and include at least one child and one adult.

Now I think I should bring this leaflet like I always bring my baby’s nappies in my bag, just in case I meet another confused driver.

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A reply to a friend’s thought on “Distant Relationship”

The problem about being human is we tend to want to be understood but not willing to understand as much…..we want to receive but not willing to give as much……

and even when we have given so much and said it all came from the heart….the truth is it didn’t really….because we are still expecting something back in return…….

So the problem is not so much about how near or far we are from the one we love…..I think it’s not right to blame distance as the cause of breakdown in a relationship……relationships suffer because it’s quality has somewhat deteriorated….and the fault….is in fact in the couple itself(well at least of them)……either they have failed to maintain the art of loving and understanding or they are just simply not meant to be.

In true love the smallest distance is too great and the greatest distance can be bridged…..that’s what Mr. Hans Nouwens said…..inspiring.

love

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