Epistle of the stars!

Turning 23 too late...

I turned 23 about two weeks ago. With so many things going on, I was unable to celebrate the birthday. So, I settled for a nice dinner with my darling. But, like I said in the previous post...things seem to like to go wrong at just the wrong times. His grandma was hospitalized due to pneumonia....so our days ended up filled with worry, shuffling from one end of Perth to the other dragging jammies and granny undies. She was suspected of having a heart attack but was thankful cleared of that.

A day before my birthday, his grandma was released from the hospital. As we sat in the car for a long ride to the hospital, I started drilling him on his many prom escapades. Now, in Aus, it seems to be a big thing to go to prom. Every now and then you see fancy dressed boys and girls riding in limos and having big corsages wrapped around their arms. What a waste of money! But hey, if they enjoy it why not? A simple money-minded Malaysian like me won't know. Not to mention I spent like only RM50 for my dress for a ball and even managed to go without makeup....lovely hey? Wonder why you still with me, honey bun? =P

So anyway, reaching the densely packed full with cars hospital area....we circled the town trying to find a parking spot. I don't get men but they get so testy when they cant get a parking spot yet they refuse to slow down and tailgate people to their cars. Right? Right? Finally, after a long long journey...we found a parking spot. HOORAH! Only to find out that grandma was already waiting at the pick-up zone and we did not have to park at all. *slaps forehead*

My honey bun got summoned to stay the night at her place. Just to check if she was alright. Somehow, I imagined the night before my birthday to be a little more romantic than a dinner with grandma and watching 6 different news from each TV channel that night. I begged that my birthday would be better, getting on my knees for him to get someone to take care of grandma tomorrow as it was my romantic birthday dinner at one of Perth's best restaurants. Thankfully he said yes, because I wonder how much further I would have groweled for it.

Birthday dinner comes and goes by sadly. With so much on our mind, we ended up staring out the window and mechanically forked the wonderful pasta into our mouths. But what we came home to was another worry all together. Walking in the door, a peaceful image of grandma napping on the couch. However, that image soon evaporated as I smelt something burning in the kitchen. Investigating further, we discovered grandma had left the stove on cooking potatoes for what seemed like 1.5 hours. And even after that, she decided it was no big deal and she should have ice cream for dinner. For a woman who was in the hospital for pneumonia, ice cream should be the last thing to have for dinner on a cold winter's night. Stubborn grandmas! I remember my own po po (grandma) stubborn enough to fight against the whole world. I miss you po po!!!!

To cut the long story short, grandma was nagged by her 4 kids and my hubby dearest was to guard her day in day out. One thing though....even as I fumed over how little time I had to celebrate my birthday....I knew that if my family had the same situation, I would have acted the same and would put his birthday celebration on the back burner. That is how family should be...agreed?

posted by Orion @ 10:56 PM