You gotta check out scrapblog.  I’ve been looking for something like this for the longest time but most of the resources aren’t free.  This one is, and no registration is required.  The only problem is it doesn’t seem to allow me to save the pictures so I had to do a screen capture instead.  But otherwise, you can create a whole scrapbook of pictures and even videos with pretty themes and publish it on flickr or your blog.  I can even use some of the inspirations for my header next time!

Real cool stuff.

Okay people, will you please take some time, go to this Blogger’s Choice Award and vote for my blogs?  I’ve put up my Viva Woman for two categories which I’m HOPING PRAYING DYING to win.  Of course I do.  Why do you think  I nominated and voted for it myself?

Help improve the fate of Viva Woman here:

Best Shopping Blog
Best Blog Design

My personal blog is up for Hottest Mommy, Best Parenting and Best Blog Design.   The first two is a joke.  But I won’t mind Best Blog Design for here too.

So just 5 mins of your time to register (remember to check your spambox for the confirmation) and improve the fate of my Viva Woman.  

If I win, I promise to post some pics of myself in kawaii poses. 

And oh…before I forget.  A special thanks to MamaBok who already voted for my blogs numerous times!

Gosh.  I’ve never seen so many shoes crammed in a shop.  They were literally piled treacherously on top of one another.  All the shelves were full, and there were even shoes hanging from the top.  We had to walk gingerly for fear of knocking off some of the shoes and didn’t even dare to try take one for fear that all would come tumbling down.  And I never realised that a gamut of rubber soles can smell so toxic-ly horrible.  It’s amazing that the shopkeeper and his assistants never turned purple from all that stench. 

His friend had told him that the shops at Peninsula Plaza provide better discounts for a certain brand of running shoes.  Ya.  My foot. 

Anyway, we didn’t leave empty handed.  I managed to walk out with two pairs of flip flops.  Not Havaianas but still, they’re cute and really, at $10 for two, the cheapo in me couldn’t possibly resist.  

This is his 2nd movie on the big screen.  And the first he requested to watch after seeing the trailers on the TV.  I don’t fancy animations much but I was most happy to oblige.

Quirky characters.  Funny scenes.  Inspiring story.  The sort of movie you can safely bring the kids to watch.  The sort which make you laugh and cry sometimes.  And the sort that’s also quite forgettable after a while too.  But he was happy.  And it made us smile to see him enjoy the movie. 

Next on our watch list:  Takuya’s Love & Honour and Captain Jack’s Pirates of the Carribean 3 At World’s End.   Definitely movies I want to watch.  But can’t bring him along for sure!

When they walked into the IT store, the woman could hardly suppressed her yawn.  The bubble in her mind read: “Oh geez, hurry up will you?”  And when the woman dragged the man into the cosmetics corner, it was his turn to look impatient with the words “Urgh, not again?” written all over his face.

The only time their eyes lit up simultaneously was when they walked into a restaurant together.  Hand-in-hand this time.   Oh, food!  What glorious food!  And how they effortlessly bound the couple in togetherness as always.

This is already the 2nd time in 2 weeks that we’re returning to feast at Yum Cha.  The quality of the food here has improved tremendously, no more the unsavoury spread I had with Ashes and gang about 5 years back. 

And both times, believe it or not, were initiated by the man.  Well, for someone who’s really concerned about his weight on a daily basis, has been following a strict diet and is even worried about losing the momentum because of an upcoming trip, this is very much a surprise.  When I teased him about the dessert of mango pudding he ordered for himself, this was what he said:

It’s okay.  I can eat these because I exercise and I know how to lose these excess weight.

I immediately scowl at him. 

Then what about me?  How am I supposed to lose the weight from these stuffings when my butt is always on the chair all day long?

To which he just smiled and continued eating.

DANG!  I’ve fallen into his food trap!