will i am's delayed diary

CNY was just a couple of weeks away, so I made good use of the day off to get a haircut. Finally, my stylist decided that I no longer need a hair style that 'lengthens' because I had rediscovered a sharper face shape. Before heading home, I bought some CNY decorations at Parkson. Mum cooked lunch, a simple soup of tung ho ( some people call it roach veggie due to the taste ) with minced pork, and some fried pomfret. The rest of the afternoon was spent doing spring cleaning and other preparations for the coming festivities. Janvier met KH and I for dinner that night. Since his office was in PJ, he didn't get to enjoy the Hari Wilayah day off. At least we chose a location that was close to him-- Topshelf at TTDI. Although he was swamped with work, it was great that he found the time to meet us. The pork ribs that I ordered was super huge ( French cuisine? ). Nearly OD-ed. I had to outsource my ribs to Janvier and KH. Dinner was on us since it was Janvier's birth

KH took me a little too seriously when I complained about La Risata being a little too noisy for our Valentine's Day dinner. My silly hubby actually arranged a second dinner on Friday night at Changkat Bukit Bintang. Originally, I wanted to take GoKL Hotel Istana, but the bus left before I could board it, and the roads were bloody jammed. Ugh. I walked. But for some reason, I took the bus route instead. By the time I arrived at Hotel Istana, my back was wet with sweat. Waited a while for KH to arrive and we went hunting for the French Feast . We went through the gauntlet of bars with over-zealous beer promoters on Changkat Bukit Bintang, but the French restaurant wasn't there. Referred to Google Maps again only to realize that its actually on Tengkat Tong Shin. Think I had walked for an hour to finally reach the destination. The French Feast is actually a reincarnation of La Vie en Rose, a French restaurant where we celebrated our 7th anniversary in 2014. At the door,