Thursday, December 08, 2005

My lamb stew comes true

When I crave for something, I won't sit still until I have them. Sounds like a spoilt little kid eh...haha...I don't care. As long as I'm not troubling anyone, I don't care. I've been craving for lamb stew for weeks...hehe...finally today, I went out to city centre, bought some toiletries and went to the halal shop to buy some lamb ribs. I have the other ingredients at home, so I don't need to carry bags and bags of shopping stuff in the bus. Thank God.


My lamb stew ------> lamb ribs (just feel like having lamb ribs cos I want the bone as well...to taste...that is :p), potato, leek, a little cute thing called baby suede (some sort of root vege I'm experimenting), onion and carrots



Add beef stock, salt and pepper for seasoning and grate a little bit of nutmeg...just for a bit of spice, and throw everything in (Just saute the lamb a bit till it's brownish). I just love the colours!! hehe...FIY...this is my version of lamb stew...hehe...throw in everything that's in the fridge :p I think the tomato is a bit out of place...not really suppose to be in there... oh well...it doesn't make any difference anyway ^_^ . I let it simmer on a low heat, with the lid on (I don't have the slow cooker thingy)


2 hours later...tender lamb...and mushy veges....yummmm

A bowl of hot lamb stew and a malted wheat roll....ahh....comfort food on this cold cold day...

It's very nice I must say, tasty...and comforting. Not fabulously excellent that makes me want to have bowls and bowls of them (hhehee thankfully). Sat back and watched Hollyoaks (yes yes..I watch British soap..this is the only one I watch though...honest!).

Haven't done a single work today. Got good excuse(s). I got tummy cramps, my eyes burns, and I was craving for lamb stew. hehehehe....ok ok...I'll try do some work tonight.

Right after I shower.

And after I watch Gordon Ramsay's F word. (I got a crush on him). And after Little Britain. I promise!


Wednesday, December 07, 2005

I want chocolate

I'm writing a 6000-words essay on "The role of religion and spirituality on bereavement" for the past week and it's getting to me, reading so many anecdotes on deaths and grieving and all that. They dissected it until it's so technical...so...systematic. Is there really a 'correct' way to grief? A supposedly healthier way to mourn? Yea yea the reseach showed this and that...why do we have to make sense of everything? Human are not suppose to be predictable. Emotions are what makes us human, why do we want to explain why we're feeling this and that? I know..I know...there are a lot of positive things to be taken from all these research. It's just too deep for me...haha. Don't feel like thinking too deep now. I just don't think it makes any difference on what's happening around me. It's a lot of 'intelligent' discussions...yada yada...but nothing can really be done about it. Ironically now I'm listening to "Bring me to life" by Evanescence. Yes..pleaseeee..bring me back to life...hehehe...I feel like singing on the top of my voice. I feel a bit manic tonight. I think I got a mild bipolar disorder :p or maybe it's just the PMS. Damn mentrual *itch. (I meant witch) haha


I've managed to write almost 5000 words so far, but reading back my essay...seems that I've been making the same point over and over again, just approaching it from different perspectives. Sighhh...I'm hopeless at doing essays...I don't like doing essays...I don't like doing studies or reviews or anything similar. I just want to run around in the hospital poking people and drugging them :p *just kidding...heheh*


Seems that the lure of Galaxy chocolate have won tonight. I ventured out the cold of Scottish winter (it is winter now...right? I mean...it's soooooo coldd) to the little newsagent nearby...bought a pint of milk(only full-fat milk and full-skimmed milk left on the milk shelf....I got the full-fat one...hey...I don't have a choice ok...skimmed-milk??? that's is not an option, what a poor excuse for milk). Then I bought a bar of Galaxy chocolate. Naughty naughty girl. *I was planning to go off chocolate (not including chocolate drink..hehe) until my sister comes to visit me, which is gonna be next week)*

Hmmmm....chocolate....


Now the song "Kiss me" by Sixpence None the Richer came up on my mp3. Love this song. Makes me feel all girly and dreamy. haha.

"Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon's sparkling

So kiss me..."

Hmmmm...I feel like wearing a dress and putting a flower on my hair :p

Sighhh....time to 'goreng' some more for my essay.

*hug hug Bee*

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

PMS blues

PMS PMS please go away,
I don’t want to feel this way,
Bloated and fat, I feel so ugly,
You are making me a crybaby.

PMS PMS why can’t you be nice,
My feet feel cold, as cold as ice,
Why don’t you go and haunt the guys,
Make them cry for once or twice!

PMS PMS I don’t hate you,
It’s just I don’t want to feel so blue,
My body feel as heavy as batu,
And I’m craving for a hot lamb stew.

PMS PMS this cramps you give me,
Hot water bottle marks on my tummy,
Those Galaxy chocolate look so yummy,
And I feel like picking a fight with my Bee! (sorry baby!)

PMS PMS don't mess with me,
This mood swing you've caused is not so funny,
This blues is too long it's getting cheesy,
I think I'll go make myself a cup of tea.

*Still missing my Bee*