Weekend Vows

Breakfast, swiped from williamnyk on Flickr.

Busy period for Sis and BIL. Most of their clients were rushing to print thousands and thousands or diaries and calendars for 2013. So Sis had to work on Saturday and mum's marketing routine was derailed because she needed to babysit. As a result, I got to sleep in a bit and go for a wantan noodles breakfast at a coffee shop nearby. With SK off to Kota Kinabalu for a company trip, I was tasked to look after her granny's meals. Packed some noodles and YTF and sent it to her. Immediately after that, I rushed to my colleague's wedding mass at Holy Rosary Church, Brickfields. Luck was not on my side as it started to rain and the Lebuhraya Bukit Jalil was jammed up like nobody's business. Took a detour and went out via Jalan Puchong instead. Arrived fifteen minutes late as I took a wrong turn and ended up in Jalan Petaling. By the time I sat down, it was already the first reading. Holy Rosary's old world style Gothic architecture is such a beautiful backdrop for a wedding. After they were pronounced man and wife, we adjourned to the multi-purpose hall at the back for some makan-makan. The bride did not throw her bouquet le!



Rushed off to OUG to collect my blood test results, but the clinic had closed. On weekdays, they open till 5:30pm and as I found out, only half day on Saturday. Sundays no need to say la. Susah, susah. Went over to my sister's place to play with Roan and by late afternoon, I went home to prepare for the wedding banquet near Damansara. Initially had planned to go to IJN, but due to We Run KL 2012, we scrapped that plan (took me some time to find out which roads were closed and the organizer's page was more interested in the race kit). Wore the super red Zara shirt that KH gave me. Wore that once to work, and everyone commented that I looked like a red packet. So I tried it again, for a more auspicious occassion like this one. Still too eye-catching. Colleagues commented that I looked like the groom. Blegh. As luck would have it, I was seated next to Fatty Boss. Oh well. More bearable as the night went on, as I consumed more and more red wine. Halfway through the dishes, more than half of the people on my table started following the bride and groom on a toasting spree from table to table. So more food for the rest of us. Yay! By the time I got home, it was past 11:00pm...