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I am a breakfast person. Well some times πŸ™‚ But when I am in a good mood for a tasty breakfast, I usually just go with simplicious. Yes, a simple and delicious breakfast combo.

Simple = A bagel or bread.

Delicious = Almond or peanut butter.

A side serving of fruits and coffee/tea of course.

What is your favorite breakfast combo?

I love Naturally Nutty products. Sometimes we misjudge how tasty organic foods can be. I thought the same when I received my order a few weeks ago. After a bite, I knew that every spoonful of deliciousness is packed with organic hemp and flax seeds. I am so hooked into Vanilla Almond Butter. My favorite thus far πŸ™‚ This is my first almond butter taste test, and I am never looking back.

Hubby, if you are reading this – we need to keep a separate budget for these nut butters πŸ™‚

I wrote an appreciation email to Katie, founder and president of Naturally Nutty Food Inc and raved about her delicious and wholesome creations. Katie is so happy that we are enjoying her goodies so much, she has given me an opportunity to work along side with her to organize a giveaway in loving memory of her father-in-law, who recently passed away.

Katie would like to send 2 of my readers a jar of her famous nut butter (your choice of flavor). In return I want you my dear readers, to please share in the comment section below, something memorable, special, touching, funny etc about your own dad or father figure. The comment on this post will close on Thursday Oct 28th midnight, and I’ll announce the 2 lucky winners on Friday, Oct 29th.

I would begin the giveaway by sharing something memorable about my dear Uncle Jas. Lovely happy memories whilst growing up in a joint family. We were always given lunch without pocket money. Tough economy. My Uncle Jas was a thrift with his money and never failed to teach us the value of savings. So much so, that he would even save a few cents worth by skipping his tea break. Many times he would dig into his savings to buy us all ice creams that would cost more than his cup of tea. He’s my hero, in the financial world. Thanks Uncle Jas, I am officially a thrift as well πŸ˜€

We are so sorry for your loss Katie & family, and truly grateful for the opportunity to honor in loving memory of your father-in-law. May he rests in peace.

Comment away everyone, and good luck!

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Have you ever experienced a day where you are hosting a baby shower and things aren’t going as smoothly as planned?

Yup, you guessed it right. It’s like one disaster after another. But it’s nothing that Chatterbox can’t handle with sweaty palms and palpitations.

First came the outrageous downpour that flooded the whole street!

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After a wonderful night out to celebrate new year, we all woke up very bright and not-so early to enjoy our vacation. Let the fun begin πŸ™‚ A mini-shuttle ride was so refreshing. We sung, danced and clicked photos all day long. I miss everyone.

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I’ve been so busy lately that I forgot to mention the main reason for my trip back home recently.Β  My sister (J) was pregnant then πŸ˜€ Yes, she was expecting and now a mother of sweet and adorable baby boy!

Preggie J & I πŸ˜‰

As siblings, we are very close with each other. My sister makes an effort to visit my parents yearly. Β I on the other hand, expect them to visit Orlando as well. Unfortunately, I am located the furthest amongst my siblings. Remorseful πŸ™

Anyways, upon arriving few days in advance, I made some arrangements to gather close relatives for our New Year celebration and reunion at A’Famosa Malacca Resort. My sister, her big belly and dear husband (T) finally arrives in Malaysia!

A’Famosa Malacca Resort is about 2 hours away from home. We packed our luggage and begun the journey of enjoyment and relaxation. My sister booked two side-by-side bungalow’s for us and the family. We arrived and were unsatisfied with the condition of one of the bungalows. Apart from leaky air-conditioner at the living room, the backyard swimming pool was not in a pleasant condition. We were unable to move to another bungalow as there weren’t any vacancy. My sister and her belly were comfortable, so we did not fuss about it too long.

J and T bought so many decadent pastries and chocolates from Amsterdam. It amazes me how they went through Customs without any problem πŸ˜€ One whole suitcase was literally packed with cakes, cookies, chocolates, jams and pastries. Of course, we took no time and stuffed ourselves with sugary delights. Then darkness befallen on us πŸ˜€ It sounds very much like a story book right? We started getting ready to celebrate 2010!!! Yuhuuu! Let’s party! Aboard the bus ride, we rode to the fireworks venue. It was so crowded. But wasn’t enough to deter us from having fun. Hope your 2010 is rocking as per your resolution πŸ™‚

Part 3 coming up, stay tuned!

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A very long overdue post about my recent travels to Malaysia, India and Amsterdam. But a must share of experiences that I encountered along the way.

First up, packing continued till the last minute. Left for the airport. Arrived at the check-in counter. Rummaged into handbag for my air-ticket. Go figure. Of course we left it at home! Nervous to the teeth!!! Hubby rushed home…Found the ticket, rushed to the air-port and low-behold, made it to the gate just minutes to spare πŸ˜€ Was sad that me and hubby had less time to spend before my flight. Orbitz issued me book tickets instead of an e-ticket. And yes, it’s unexplainable!

Nine hours to Schiphol Airport, Amsterdam for my connecting flight to Malaysia. It was uncomfortable. And not without a drama. The book-ticket continues to haunt. I arrived barely 1.5 hours before my connecting flight to find the transfer counters empty! Gosh! I needed a boarding pass, it can’t be so difficult right? While dragging my luggage, I ran all the way to the other end of the airport to gather more information for the next flight. And what do I get? A frumpy-grumpy attendant explaining the reason why she gave away my chosen seat on flight.

The grumpy conversation:

Flight attendant (FA): Hi, your ticket?

Me: (too groggy and lousy from the jet-lag).. hhmm, what? Oh yeah, here is my book ticket. Why isn’t there anyone tending at the transfer desks?

FA: I was there 2.5 hours ago! You are late and I have released your window seat! All window seats are taken!

Me: { Flabbergasted! There is still an hour to flight} Your tone is too rude missy. And for your information, this is my connecting flight. Even if I were to jump off the plane, I can promise you that my swimming skills wouldn’t help me arriving here 2.5 hours ago! I demand to speak to your manager. And can you please be so kind and hand me a complaint form or something? Your customer service skills are much appreciated πŸ˜€

FA: Gimme a minute!

Me: Take your time, I am too tired to argue now πŸ˜‰

Sigh. I went and took a seat awaiting to board the plane. A tap on the shoulder and the Manager on duty apologized instead of handing over a complaint form or explaining the atrocious behavior her staff displayed.Β  I was assigned a window seat finally. Any window seat is fine, not aisle! That amounts to jinxing my departure πŸ˜€

In summary, there is no harm in demanding. In a gentle gesture. Or so I thought!

Touchdown at KLIA Malaysia in the wee hours after 12.5 hours of flight. With horrid, battered and bruised face I was ready to hit the sack. Met parents at the arrival hall. Hugs and kisses. Arrived home and slept all the day. Mummy’s cooking lingered and I knew I am back into the arms of my loved ones πŸ™‚ Sadly, left a piece of my heart in Orlando.

To be continued… This was just the beginning of a wonderful vacation!

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