This afternoon when I was driving my kids to the skate park (duh, I am beginning to dread afternoons), my laser mouth let loose some words that a sane mom wouldn’t utter in front of her kids.
You see, I live in this funny ‘S’ shape apartments layout whereby, I need to drive through another block’s lobby to get to the gate. So, this beat up Proton Wira with a man was blocking the way. Four women had gotten in and they left the door ajar, waiting…
So, I gave a tiny honk. No reaction ‘cos the girls were all eating apples and something on a stick. The man is acting blardy belagak, leaning back, looking relax like he is park in a park.
Still no reaction.
Shitty guy merely move a bit in his seat. The three girls at the back seat turned back and stared at me. I point and show them to move forward (and reverse back after I passed through). Still reluctant wor.
“Cibaileh…you pimp. Pick prostitutes only, you think you own the jalan ah? Niamah…”
From the back seat, little toddler said, “HAH! Mommy said bad word!”
Coolly, I explained lor. “You see, they are very bad mah, so I must use bad word lor. They block the way, you cannot go kai-kai, how wor? You want to go bicycling anot? “
(My #3 doing some karate chop with the Koreans at the Asian X-Games. He broke two planks when I shouted, “Think of the planks as your brother (#2 and him always fight) and box hard-hard. Hentam sama dia!)
So, yeah, I musn’t call myself 5 times mom but five extreme mom. Pronounce as five eks mom, ok? Five eks mom. Repeat after me. XXXXXmom..
*sigh* I had been reading back some of my earlier post. Hey, you should too, check out the related links after each post. And I realised that I am now not true to myself anymore. I write only what I think my sisters (they read my blog too) wouldn’t faint, reading. I say only what I feel wouldn’t get lambasted by religious people. I try to maintain a standard that my nieces and nephews expected of me. I make sure my church friends will not sit far-far away from me each time I meet them in church. LOL. It is no fun blogging when there are no flames.
(#2 has taken karate classes so no problem to break those planks. I think the planks are tipu-ed one lah, cos they break so easily.)
So, how? Apa maciam? Rebranding and restyling, good hor?