I am just thinking of corny titles for the corny Earth Hour event I just attended. Actually, I have no plans to go but since dinner with the in-laws was over before 9 pm, we headed to Esplanade to catch what’s left of Earth Hour 2010.

Let me write down what I had done today, just in case I need to refer back next year.

6.20 am – Woke up, got ready to go for Cheng Beng. All my children were sleeping so soundly so hubby and I didn’t have the heart to wake them, especially the two younger ones whom had to wake up Monday to Friday for school at 6.45 am.

6.30 am – We decided to go for the first grave Cheng Beng without them. After all, why drag them in the darkness, moist hill, with broken glasses and sharp thorns and fireants infested graveyard? Oh, there are cow dungs as well. It is my hubby’s paternal grandparents.

7 am – We go to the grave after getting the roasted pork, duck, fruits and kuehs from Pulau Tikus market. I didn’t forget my annual bunch of flowers for my mother-in-law. After all, how many daughter-in-law like me get gifts from the MILs? (she used to buy me gold jewelery, batik nightdress *horrors* with her hard earned money cos I am such a good DIL, you know?) But I purposely buy orchids and carnations (flowers I considered ‘western’ though the uncle selling flower recommended to me chrysanthemum because he said keok-hwa, pai liao, keat (the flower name rhymes with solid (fortune).

Ding dong ding dong, my SILs arrived late so I had the whole morning to walk up the graveyard to video and take photos. I notice there is one Hindu temple standing precariously on hillslopes…(The CJ in me have eyes for things like these, you know?)

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(the brown thing is the attap covering the temple which is being decorated)

7.45 am – SILs only arrived. Come only, bising lah. Asked me why my sons are not there. Later on, I told my sons their aunties asked why they are not there. One said, You asked her back lor, where are all her grown up children and grandchildren. This stupid question had bugged me for decades cos even when I have tiny babies, they would expect me to bring them, bring the whole meals, tea and all (before I was converted). P/S : I boh song ledi, I purposely don’t even want to participate in their prayers.

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8.20 am – Done with the grave, we rushed back to fetch the children. Before that, I had to phone the older ones to wake the younger ones and get ready. The graveyard is just at Gottlieb Road, short distance from home.

Bla bla bla, we went to hubby’s bachelor uncle grave in Sepuloh Kongsi. He is my father-in-law older brother so we had to pray to him first (talking as the other faith, I don’t pray one).

Then, more rush to Relau. Well, at my PIL’s grave, I usually let the in-laws and hubby pray all they want. Then, I will gracefully sail in (hehehe) and burn 5 joss-sticks and place my bunch of flowers. Someone said from my back, “Eh, must pray 2 joss-sticks each, take 10” I buat tak tau, pekak, I didn’t hear. My heart was saying, “Awww.come on…gimme a break….you know I am a Christian, I don’t have to do this. But I will do it because that’s my mother-in-law in there and I am only asking my God to bless her and everyone else. The joss-stick is just an outward action to satisfy myself.”

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I told my boys, take one and go put inside. I too did not ‘pai pai’ but just put in the joss-sticks. Said out load, “Let’s ask Lord Jesus to bless ah kong, ah mah, Amen!”

Got home at almost 1 pm because we went to have lunch after that.

3 pm – Cathecism class

5.30 pm – class ended

7 pm – Dinner with the in-laws

9 pm – Earth Hour at Esplanade

12 midnight – Wah piang, pengsan…So tired.

Amen.