How i wish...!

Assaalamualaikum...
Salam jumaat.

I could hug this babies of mine now!

Read again: NOW!



Cubaan utk buat comeback !

Assalamualaikum!
Alhamdulillah, berjaya install blogger kat phone so mudah ler keja nk update blog kan? Hihi. Sblm ni terfikir nk update guna tab, tp mcm ada yg tak kena n post x dpt nak disubmit. So dikuburkan kejap hasrat nk mengcomebackkan diri...

Saya?

Ini la saya dan keluarga saya sekarang :)


Sesiapa yg mengikuti saya di fb, berupdate ler ngan status saya yg beranak dua dah ni. Dah setahun 3 bln dah pun si kecik ni. Hihi. Jgn marah yer. 

Saya dipenang sekarang. Balik opis! :p

Ok? Itu je dulu tuk skarang. Nnti saya update lagi yer.

Bye!


Matematik Isteri Solehah

Matematik Isteri Solehah (very interesting)

Pious, Beautiful, Wealthy, Good lineage = SUPER WOMAN!

Now how is this for MATHS ?
Al Khawarizmi, a Muslim mathematician, was asked about the best woman..

He said :
If a woman was pious and religious so she is = 1
If she was beautiful, so add a 0 to 1 = 10
If she was wealthy, so add another 0 = 100
If she was from a good and known family, so add another 0 = 1000

But if "1" is gone then nothing remains but a bunch of zeros!

Salam Ramadhan

Salam Ramadhan buat semua pengunjung blog ini.
Semoga kita semua mendapat keberkatan dibulan ini..
AMIN.

16 Jun 2011 | 14 Rejab 1432 H : Hari itu hari terakhir..


Aku cium tangan Pak..



Al-Fatihah
Semoga Arwah Pak ditempatkan dikalangan orang2 yg soleh..
AMIN!




Kenangan Raya 2010.

::: my FIL menghembuskan nafas terakhirnya pada pukul 2.50pm di umah Pmtg Janggus :::

PASS THE BISCUITS

Copy paste dari FB Amy..
 
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his Biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school.

I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your momma put in a long hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides... a burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"

You know, life is full of imperfect things... and imperfect people.. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults and choosing to celebrate each others differences, is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

So...please pass me a biscuit. And yes, the burned one will do just fine! And please pass this along to someone who has enriched your life... I just did!

Life is too short to wake up with regrets... Love the people who treat you right and forget about the ones who don't.

ENJOY LIFE NOW - IT HAS AN EXPIRY DATE!