I received this last week and it is really funny. Let me share it with you….

After a meeting I was coming out of a hotel and I was looking for my car keys. They were not in my pockets. A quick search in the meeting room… it wasn’t there.

Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car. My husband has shouted many times for leaving the keys in the ignition. My theory is, the ignition is the best place not to lose them. His theory is that the car will be stolen. Immediately I rushed to the parking lot, I came to a terrifying conclusion. His theory was right. The parking lot was empty.

I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, car number and description of the place where I parked etc. I equally confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.

Then I made the most difficult call of all, to my husband!!!

“Honey,” I stammered; I always call him “honey” in times like these.

“I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen.

” There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard his voice.

“Idiot”, he shouted, “I dropped you at the hotel !”

Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.”

He shouted again, “I will, as soon as I manage to convince this policeman that I have not stolen your car.”

Emily taught me a new funny song and she was singing it in the car. Here is how it goes, please sing along

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mummy call the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed….

Three little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mummy call the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed….

Now on, if anyone jump on the bed, I will called them monkeys. :giggles: Any of your children sing this song to you?

Humor keeps my work stress away. In a way, I get fewer wrinkles. It really saves me a lot of money on wrinkle cream. If you want some free wrinkle cream, read this.

Today I was in a project tele-conference with a team of people. You know my name is pretty common and there was another member with the same first name as me.

Team Lead: Mxxxx
Mxxxx: Yes
Team Lead: I meant the other Mxxxx Lxxxx. Did I get that right?
Me: Yes or you can pronounced it Lxxxx as most American do.
……..
Team Lead: Mxxxx, bla bla bla. Opps.I meant Mxxxx Lxxxx.
Me: You can call me ML, easier for the team to differentiate us.
Mxxxx: And you can call me MT.

*Everyone burst out laughing* Guess which blogger laugh exceptionally loud?

Team Lead: No, we won’t want to call you empty.

I am still laughing while writing this. Sorry, I didn’t really mean to trick her in saying that. I really thought to help the team, they can use my initial instead. I didn’t even expect her to response. I hope she is not reading this.

What’s with the flowers? Besides being expensive, over price and selling like hot cakes. Do you think that Valentine’s Day have become too commercial. Yeah, I bet the florist or the choc stores are very happy with the profit they made.

Anyway, yesterday I received a company memo stating that our guard house is looking like a florist shop and running out of space. Hey we have a big guard house. It shows how many available girls are there in my company. Ooh! don’t get me wrong, married women received flowers too. Wives are smart to tell the husband to buy diamond instead. :giggles: Back to the guard house, the admin asked those who were called, to go collect the flowers immediately.

The message ended with “Unclaimed flowers by 7pm will be disposed”. Some of the guys jokingly said that they will stay back till 7pm, go the guard house and collect free flowers. I am not sure whether any of them successfully get a free bouquet for his love one as I went home early.

One guy (last minute buyer) went to the florist shop to book a bouquet to be sent to the company for his girlfriend. The florist told him that there are too many orders, you want you have to wait and send it yourself. It shows that the florist shop owners get the last laugh, laughing all the way to the bank and those poor guys had a big hole in their pocket.

I accidentally bum into this blog and I love it. I am sure you will too. It is blogging in a different manner. No words at all. Nope it is not a photoblog. Although the blog does not have words, it has a story. A very creative story. Bravo to stickgal. Am I getting all of you excited?

Visit http://stickgal.blogspot.com. She uses drawings to create interesting love story with all kinds of expressions. If you are bored and doesn’t want any heavy reading, hop to her blog.

One of stickgal.blogspot.com cartoon:

Yesterday, I went shopping with my family. At the check out counter, Emily saw something interesting and wanted to buy. I suppose she didn’t know what it was but it did attract her. Anyway, since it was cheap and she has been a good gal, I got it for her.

Emily: Mummy, pls open for me.
Mummy: Wait, when you get in the car, I will open for you.
Emily: In the car ah?
Mummy: Yes.

Tim was anxious too, as there were 3 of it. He will anticipate that his sister will give him one.

Mummy: Come, let me open for you. Give kor kor one, ok?
Emily: Nah, kor kor you take this one.
Emily & Tim: *put the eraser in the mouth*
Mummy & Daddy: *burst out laughing* 😆

They thought it was a lollipop. 😆

Mummy: This cannot eat.
Emily: Cannot eat one ah?
Mummy: Cannot. :giggles:

By the way, Emily now is pacifier free. :dance:

I love this video. See how Emily show her love for Tim??!! 😆

One morning at my company’s car park, my colleague capture something in his camera phone. Two cars parked kissing one another. Obviously the driver didn’t know that it has bang into someone’s car and left it there.