Birthday dinner
I simply love it when he wears his DavidDoff Cool Water. This cologne has been my personal pick since my favourite butch bitch wore it when she was fourteen. A slight whiff of that distinctive masculine smell gets me high. Okay, iam intoxicated. And no, I don't think that sounds psychotic. I just love it! (:
I had jokingly mentioned years back that i'ii marry any pleasant-looking guy who has the ultimate DavidDoff scent. I don't know if i'ii marry him but i have certainly found my perfect significant other.
He turned 28 on wednesday. Friends have actually ask me go Zouking but i rejected them for cooking his dinner takes top priority! He seldom celebrate his birthdays as he was often overseas. Yes, iam still counting my lucky stars that he was in Singapore for his 28th.
It has been a long while since i touched the stove. Boy was i anxious that the food might turn out badly. Iknow the picture aint that fabulous but that was afterall a simple meal. No candle light. No sophisticated western cuisine. No red wine. Just a plain bowl of corn-bak kut soup, onions with egg and teriyaki chicken. It was much effort taken to cook everything and he seemed happy at my culinary skills.
; Dinner
; Savoring my dinner.
; Rasberry Seduction
; The love of my life. We both looked shagged. Alvin came over after his dive stint at West Coast. And ya, i was au natural. No makeup. Nothing.
And no, his stomach is stilll fine thank you. My food is pretty much edible given that i used to cook and bake for my friends and family. Speaking of which, I intend to do some baking next week or something. Getting in touch with my domestic skills prolly gives me some assurance that iam also house-wife material in future. yknow, it has always been my dream to balance between being a careerwoman and a capable housewife. Haha.
yknow, he told me that he felt weird at how i celebrated his birthday. Why, i really don't know. It was a simple affair. Dinner, cutting cake and chilling out at my home sofa.
That chilling out part was funny. Both of us were feeling so nolstagia. We were sitting in the exact position, similar to that day of December 3rd. Except that the atmosphere not that lo-matic anymore. The feeling was more of comfort, familiarity, stableness and playfulness. Ya, we cushion-fought.
Anyway, mom and dad gave him ang pow. I think that was thoughtful of them. I know my parents adore him. Even though they didnt express it out verbally. I could just sense it (: Anyway, hope you enjoyed my foodie ,love.
I had jokingly mentioned years back that i'ii marry any pleasant-looking guy who has the ultimate DavidDoff scent. I don't know if i'ii marry him but i have certainly found my perfect significant other.
He turned 28 on wednesday. Friends have actually ask me go Zouking but i rejected them for cooking his dinner takes top priority! He seldom celebrate his birthdays as he was often overseas. Yes, iam still counting my lucky stars that he was in Singapore for his 28th.
It has been a long while since i touched the stove. Boy was i anxious that the food might turn out badly. Iknow the picture aint that fabulous but that was afterall a simple meal. No candle light. No sophisticated western cuisine. No red wine. Just a plain bowl of corn-bak kut soup, onions with egg and teriyaki chicken. It was much effort taken to cook everything and he seemed happy at my culinary skills.
; Dinner
; Savoring my dinner.
; Rasberry Seduction
; The love of my life. We both looked shagged. Alvin came over after his dive stint at West Coast. And ya, i was au natural. No makeup. Nothing.
And no, his stomach is stilll fine thank you. My food is pretty much edible given that i used to cook and bake for my friends and family. Speaking of which, I intend to do some baking next week or something. Getting in touch with my domestic skills prolly gives me some assurance that iam also house-wife material in future. yknow, it has always been my dream to balance between being a careerwoman and a capable housewife. Haha.
yknow, he told me that he felt weird at how i celebrated his birthday. Why, i really don't know. It was a simple affair. Dinner, cutting cake and chilling out at my home sofa.
That chilling out part was funny. Both of us were feeling so nolstagia. We were sitting in the exact position, similar to that day of December 3rd. Except that the atmosphere not that lo-matic anymore. The feeling was more of comfort, familiarity, stableness and playfulness. Ya, we cushion-fought.
Anyway, mom and dad gave him ang pow. I think that was thoughtful of them. I know my parents adore him. Even though they didnt express it out verbally. I could just sense it (: Anyway, hope you enjoyed my foodie ,love.
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