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In the last two days, I acquired…:

1. 1 pair of green striped pants
2. 1 pair of pink pants
3. 1 long sleeved pink office shirt
4. 1 long sleeved pink shirt with lime green ‘fake’ vest
5. 2 short sleeved white tops
6. 1 short sleeved red top
7. 1 sleeveless black top
8. 1 short sleeved pink top
9. 1 green and white striped skirt
10 .1 long sleeved wooly white sweater

…I also received my credit card bill….

…and I have the following people to belanja (treat) in view of my promotion and increment…

1. My parents
2. Hubby
3. Office colleagues (Lunch at Lobsterman tomorrow. Am now thanking god that I’m splitting the bill with another colleague *grin*)

…and worse of all…my salary this month was only…RM200. YES, I’M NOT KIDDING. A huge chunk of it went to tax…apparently I wasn’t taxed enough on my performance bonus, so they decided to take out more from this month’s salary. On the bright side…at least I didn’t have to pay the bank back for letting me work for them! What happened was that same time last year, after we received our performance bonus, we got our salary slip for February. Again, we weren’t taxed enough on our bonus so more money had to be deducted from our monthly salary. A couple of us had opted for the maximum amount for our stock option, and what was left wasn’t enough to cover the additional tax…so we actually had to fork out money from our own pockets to pay our employer. How ironic is that?!?!? Of course, we refused to pay until HR showed us exactly how they arrived at that figure. We were all hoping it was a huge screw-up…unfortunately, it wasn’t…*grrr*

Had a really good dinner at Oriental Cravings in 1 Utama (new wing) with hubby and my parents. We had been there once when the restaurant just opened, but the menu was pretty limited. It had the best sour plum lime juice I’ve ever tasted though…very kau (thick)! Anyways, the restaurant just got a good review in the papers today, so we decided to give it another go. We ordered prawns fried with oatmeal, caramel stewed pork ribs (deboned), chicken fried with salted fish and chinese sausage, Hong Kong vege and fish paste soup. The portions were huge…but extremely tasty. All 5 dishes were really good…the fried prawns were similar to butter prawns, but not as oily….and they were extremely generous with the fried oatmeal, which is usually the tastiest part of the dish (all salty and yummy). Best of all, the prawns were already shelled!! The caramel pork ribs was nice and sweet and the soup was pretty special. Hubby and I ordered the sour plum lime juice….oooo…still as good! I was so full that I couldn’t finish mine, so I now have a cup waiting for me in the fridge (together with a slice of frozen orange cheesecake)…mmm…=)

Will work it all off tomorrow at yoga….*grin*….

Saw the cutest tiny little rabbit at Pets Wonderland while wandering around after dinner. He/she was eating and his/her nose was twitching away…so utterly adorable. Pets Wonderland was selling a starter kit (together with the rabbit!) for RM135…damn, was I tempted…until hubby came up behind me and whispered, “Think of how often you have to clean the cage”. Darn. But I feel that I’m really ‘pets-deprived’. Though, to be fair, I don’t have much time to devote to any pet right now…but i still feel a very strong yearning for a pet…especially a dog (beagle!) or another cat. Even though it’s been about 9 months since we gave away Max, our Persian kitten, I still miss him very much and sometimes when I see a golden coloured kitten in the pet shop, I can really feel my heart ache and I sometimes really really regret giving him away. I still remembered the day the new owner came to pick him up….while we were waiting, I had Max on my lap and he was so obedient, just lying there contentedly while I was scratching his back. And he’s really really shy around strangers so when I tried to hand him over, he was scrabbling up my shoulder, trying to get away. After they had left, hubby had to comfort me while I cried. It was a horrible experience. But I suppose it was all for the best. I didn’t have enough time to spend with Max, and most of the day, he would be alone in the study room. By the time I came back from work, I’d be too tired to play with him. So I really hope that he’s happy and well in his new home…