<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806</id><updated>2012-02-11T16:06:06.966+08:00</updated><category term='Sobs'/><title type='text'>Piston &amp; Mummy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-233614760263478658</id><published>2010-03-25T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:55:17.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on 1 Peter 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Recently, I stepped into a beauty salon for facial session since I had my girl. What a shock it was for the beautician when I told her that I had not had any facial since December 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;"How could you neglect your skin?" her said. "We, woman should take good care of our skin as we aged faster after childbirth." she continued. I told her "It is OK, all these are not that essential to me." The beautician continued to emphasis on the important of up keeping ourselves. All the time, I kept telling her that it is not that important as there are things more important then up keeping our look. After the session, as usual they tried to persuade me into taking a package course with them. I really had to fight hard to temptation to say "NO". In the past, I will take up the package but now I will really consider properly before forking out a sum of money to "pamper" myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;During the facial session, I got deep in thoughts of – &lt;em&gt;Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or putting on of apparel. But let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price. 1 Peter 3:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing of gold or plaiting of hair is not what God want from me. What God really wanted from me is to be &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;woman trusted in God and adorned themselves, being in subjection unto their own husband – 1 Peter 3:5&lt;/em&gt;. Not the harlot in Proverb 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverb 7:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;If I really signed up the package, then I would have fallen into Satan's trap. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Focusing on myself rather then God and my family;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Putting pressure on our family finance;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wise&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverb 14:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;My husband was quite surprise when I told him that I did not sign up the package. He said "I thought you will sign up but anyway if you want to go for a facial session when ever you wanted to just go ahead but plan your time properly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Wow, what a blessing! If I just signed the package without thinking, I guess the outcome would be "You knew that we are not doing that well and our daughter's term fee is due in a week time and you topped it up by signing for a facial package that cost over $1000!" "You got no brain to think is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-233614760263478658?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/233614760263478658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=233614760263478658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/233614760263478658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/233614760263478658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-thoughts-on-1-peter-3.html' title='My Thoughts on 1 Peter 3'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-3495719448845215319</id><published>2009-07-30T08:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:09:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My problem mei mei - Sarah</title><content type='html'>My daddy &amp;amp; mummy discover my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; - Sarah got a tiny problem with both her eye since she was 1 year old. But her GP decide to wait till she is older before making a decision of sending her to the Ophthalmology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting a referral letter from polyclinic. On Monday - 27 July 2009, they brought her to the Ophthalmology department in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KKH&lt;/span&gt;. After a series of test - my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt; Sarah was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;diagnose with Amblyopia, Astigmatism &amp;amp; Strabimus(Squints). Amblyopia &amp;amp; Astigmatism are not as serious as Strabimus as they can be cured externally wherelse Strabimus might required surgery when she is 7 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snec.com.sg/clinical/paediatric.asp"&gt;http://www.snec.com.sg/clinical/paediatric.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-3495719448845215319?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/3495719448845215319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=3495719448845215319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/3495719448845215319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/3495719448845215319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-problem-mei-mei-sarah.html' title='My problem mei mei - Sarah'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-1878715435980128542</id><published>2009-01-21T08:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:07:02.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update photo of Me - Piston the Drooling King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZ0GZ0WWiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9yqcFZigTTE/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293546065379088930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZ0GZ0WWiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9yqcFZigTTE/s200/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZzyGVdO_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NAGyLtCK5bk/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293545716551859186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZzyGVdO_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/NAGyLtCK5bk/s200/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZzrviBE-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/4J-EVQTcFdI/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293545607351309282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZzrviBE-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/4J-EVQTcFdI/s200/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZz3MqYLmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jhGAH0Cm1yY/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZz3MqYLmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jhGAH0Cm1yY/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I considered myself lucky... My mummy &amp;amp; daddy never gave me away when my mei mei was born... unlike some poor ones... once their mummy had a new baby, they forgot about having a elder one who used to be their best loved one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucky for me, my mummy prefer me to my mei mei. She and mei mei never bond. Mei mei don't want mummy and mummy don't want mei mei... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-1878715435980128542?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/1878715435980128542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=1878715435980128542&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1878715435980128542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1878715435980128542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-photo-of-me-piston-drolling-king.html' title='Update photo of Me - Piston the Drooling King'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/SXZ0GZ0WWiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9yqcFZigTTE/s72-c/IMG_0485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2866162103515028172</id><published>2008-02-10T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:35:43.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R68KjD10yBI/AAAAAAAAADY/eRNybF4XxQs/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165358895060011026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R68KjD10yBI/AAAAAAAAADY/eRNybF4XxQs/s200/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, Mummy manage to take a picture of me &amp;amp; sarah. But hor moments after this shot, my this naughty mei mei fell off the edges of this sponge bed. And mei mei ended up with bruises on her right eye and got cut by the tiles near her left eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R68KNz10yAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tC2uacmW85o/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2866162103515028172?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2866162103515028172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2866162103515028172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2866162103515028172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2866162103515028172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-mummy-manage-to-take-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R68KjD10yBI/AAAAAAAAADY/eRNybF4XxQs/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-5910813978027356707</id><published>2008-01-24T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:24:01.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once in a lifetime thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; Mummy said " The next time we get to see thing Giant will be duno when..." And it is true... the next time Mummy get to see it again... maybe I might be gone already. according to mummy's friend this is only a medium size one and this friend said he saw the even bigger one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is a 300 Ton Crane Barge and require 2 tug boat to tow it. And it take 2 days for this party to moved from the West to the North of Singapore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R5isVql--MI/AAAAAAAAADA/BtLs8AJE0u0/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159062861363738818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R5isVql--MI/AAAAAAAAADA/BtLs8AJE0u0/s200/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R5isoal--NI/AAAAAAAAADI/HU6Q4qz3Nsw/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159063183486286034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R5isoal--NI/AAAAAAAAADI/HU6Q4qz3Nsw/s200/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-5910813978027356707?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/5910813978027356707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=5910813978027356707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5910813978027356707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5910813978027356707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2008/01/once-in-lifetime-thing.html' title='Once in a lifetime thing'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/R5isVql--MI/AAAAAAAAADA/BtLs8AJE0u0/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-5443389110418450782</id><published>2008-01-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:11:34.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is my 3 year old birthday... Time really fly. If I manage to live the so called life span of a healthy dog then I got 12 more years to go. In another word, I can only be with Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy for another 12 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is really a very short time. But there isn't any thing I could do to prolong it unless 'HE' permit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This year no celebration for me coz my Popo, mummy &amp;amp; mei mei all down with food poisonning. So mummy say I can only have a combine party with Mickey next mth. But today also not bad lah, Popo cook me Fried Rice as my Birthday Dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My birthday wish this year will be... To stay happy &amp;amp; healthy &amp;amp; alway be my meimei's companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-5443389110418450782?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/5443389110418450782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=5443389110418450782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5443389110418450782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5443389110418450782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-birthday-today.html' title='My Birthday today'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-6045735814393717597</id><published>2008-01-18T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:03:03.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison in the food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On Wednesday, Lao gu gu came to our house so mummy decided to bring them go to carpark for dinner. Daddy ordered – claypot toufu, veggie, har lok prawns &amp;amp; thai style chicken. Wow sound not be hor. As usual mummy ate the least as she need to feed my mei mei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That night from about 11pm onward. Mummy started throwing up. Then Popo &amp;amp; mei mei started throwing up at about 2am. Then all three of them had diarrhoea from 4 am. Mummy suspect that it is the toufu is the culprit, as lady forget to order our usual request of the local toufu &amp;amp; give us the egg toufu instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lucky for me. I never go with them so I never get it. Thinking back, being a dog also not bad leh. At least I dun get to suffer from Food Poisoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-6045735814393717597?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/6045735814393717597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=6045735814393717597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/6045735814393717597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/6045735814393717597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2008/01/poison-in-food.html' title='Poison in the food'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2081272619595270572</id><published>2007-11-12T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:40:56.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony of my Uncle Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;The last time I was ask to pen my testimony was some 30 years ago when i was in my late teens. At that time, I recited the 4 spiritual laws and I received the Lord as my Saviour and was baptized the following year. The early year of Christian life after leaving school was not as dramatic as when I entered the workforce. The attractions of the world and the sarcasms from colleagues discouraged me so much that I wanted to give up my faith and get lost in the noisy confusion of life. But God is faithful and I was reminded that a truly born-again Christian would not desire to live a life of sin. While on earth, I am not perfect and I constantly need the prompting of the Holy Spirit to restore my fellowship with God. I learned that I need to repent of any sin right away for God is merciful and forgiving. (Dan 9:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places (Eph. 6:12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;God alienated me from my friends and their habits (when He sent me to Singapore and our family left Malaysia.) He settled me in this island where I could worship Him without distractions from these friends. I thank God for providing a place for me to worship and also to be fed with his Words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;This is a song that I used to sing ages ago. I used to shared it with friends ad colleagues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day I was wondering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what it is all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is full of heart break,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;restlessness and doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then a gentle stranger whispered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Word of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pointed me to heaven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrote my name above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know where I'm going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and who I'm going to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I 've a friend named Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting there for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has given something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that only He could give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave his life in payment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so that I could live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Yes, when I leave this world I know where I am going and who is going with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;To him be the glory both now and forever. Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2081272619595270572?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2081272619595270572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2081272619595270572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2081272619595270572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2081272619595270572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/11/testimony-of-my-uncle-isaac.html' title='Testimony of my Uncle Isaac'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-6458277014845145124</id><published>2007-11-12T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:20:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick bug in the air</title><content type='html'>First mei mei got a flu, then mummy gotit from mei mei. Then mummy gota flu, then mei mei got a fever then pass it back to mummy. Then mummy got hospitalise. Then mei mei got fake measles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh,  why like that!!! one sick bug not enough but we got two at home. So bad till Mickey also cannot come over to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and mei mei when will you get well?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-6458277014845145124?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/6458277014845145124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=6458277014845145124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/6458277014845145124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/6458277014845145124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick-bug-in-air.html' title='Sick bug in the air'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-7431491550020817159</id><published>2007-10-12T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:18:24.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobs'/><title type='text'>Unpeaceful Household</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our family is going through a rather tough period now. Reason = Mummy’s depression &amp;amp; Popo’s so called "Agony" &amp;amp; Daddy’s bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mummy’s depression started before Sarah was born. Now took a worse turn. She has been keeping to herself and refuse to communicate. She is abit not herself leh, just last week Sarah almost fell off the bed twice while in her care. Daddy saw what happen and scolded mummy for days. When will people realise that mummy need help badly as she is sinking deeper &amp;amp; deeper into misery. Too bad Daddy &amp;amp; Popo don’t seems to be aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Popo’s agony = Because Mummy stop her from doing what she feel is good for mei mei Sarah. Then Popo started saying my mummy this, my mummy that. And why my mummy stopped her from giving my mei mei what is good for her. And say my mummy is bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As for Daddy’s bitterness. Will as it were mention above, Daddy is feeling rather bitter toward mummy at this moment. Over what happen to my mei mei Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As for ME. I am the innocent party. Thanks to them I am become abit grumpy and weepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Only Sarah is happy as she is too young to know about what happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-7431491550020817159?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/7431491550020817159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=7431491550020817159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/7431491550020817159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/7431491550020817159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/10/unpeaceful-household.html' title='Unpeaceful Household'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-1227374916575840255</id><published>2007-07-18T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:15:21.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift Riders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;OOOOOOphs, I did it again… I took the lift on my own again. This time not mummy forgot about me, but me enter the lift without an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My Popo when to empty the rubbish bin, so as a male member of the family… it is my duty to protect my popo lah… However, yesterday duno what got over me… while waiting for my popo to reach the rubbish chute… I enter into the lift and and and the lift door close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Popo where are you???? I got panic liao… die lah… this time I sure will be separated from my daddy &amp; mummy… But hor, mummy ever said if this type of things happen, I must remain calm…So I dashed out of the lift the moment the door open at 11 floor and I guai guai sit at one corner waiting for Popo to come and find me… I wait and wait and wait… for abt 1 hour plus and finally Popo and mei mei came to seek me…. Heng arh, lucky they find me else I dunno how to go home. I promise I be a good good boy from now onward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;According to Popo, when she saw me entering the lift, she panic liao… she quickly go back home, carry my mei mei, take my harness &amp;amp; leash. Then she bring my mei mei to my favourite ‘business’ spot to search for me but fail to locate me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then she goes around the void deck and ask around and keep calling me name… but fail to find me… finally after 1 ½ hour later, a chinese popo ask my popo is she looking for a fat grey dog? – that me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My Popo said "Yes" and that chinese popo told my popo that she saw a fat grey dog sitting outside the lift at 11th floor. So popo rush to 11th floor and sure enough, she found me sitting outside the lift… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And of course happy ending… I saw Popo and mei mei and I dash to them… then we go home lor… very garung right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-1227374916575840255?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/1227374916575840255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=1227374916575840255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1227374916575840255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1227374916575840255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/07/lift-riders.html' title='Lift Riders'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-5301511220984287971</id><published>2007-06-22T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:16:00.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mei mei's pictures update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RntaGEuB2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/eWpD4lqMCn8/s1600-h/SARAH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078752065182882386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RntaGEuB2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/eWpD4lqMCn8/s200/SARAH.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AT BIRTH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RntaZkuB2mI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WseKFiOM1ig/s1600-h/SarahLOH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078752400190331490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RntaZkuB2mI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WseKFiOM1ig/s200/SarahLOH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got any changes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-5301511220984287971?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/5301511220984287971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=5301511220984287971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5301511220984287971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5301511220984287971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-mei-meis-pictures-update.html' title='My mei mei&apos;s pictures update'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RntaGEuB2lI/AAAAAAAAACw/eWpD4lqMCn8/s72-c/SARAH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-8911119448818814590</id><published>2007-06-22T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:09:08.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Insured, what about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My Mummy had just bought an accident policy for me. Acc ording to my mummy, insurance is very important for me, as I am a bit ‘active’ whenever she bring me out of the house. What if I kanna knock down by vechicle? What if the driver hit &amp;amp; run? Who to pay for my medical bills? And as I am also rather handsome and friendly , she is afraid that I might follow stranger if they offer me FOOD.(Mummy what do you take me as? A GLUTTON?????) So to play safe, mummy said it is better to buy an insurance for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-8911119448818814590?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/8911119448818814590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=8911119448818814590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8911119448818814590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8911119448818814590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-insured-what-about-you.html' title='I am Insured, what about you?'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-8096762618812689397</id><published>2007-05-31T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:55:02.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sarah</title><content type='html'>Sarah fell off mummy's bed this morning, when mummy went to hat up Sarah's milk. Aiyoh, duno how she can fell. Mummy did placed pillows &amp; bolsters all around her and yet she somehow managed to push her way up the bolster &amp;amp; down she fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for her, mummy came into the the room at the very moment &amp; manage to caught her by the legs to prevent her head from hitting the ground. But hor she still got slight abrasion and brusies on her forehead. A tiny cut on her eyelid. But doctor say that it is not serious &amp;amp; will recover within days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor Daddy got very very mad with mummy &amp;amp; keeps scolding mummy. Poor mummy!!! It is not her fault that mei mei fell off the bed, why daddy scold her???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-8096762618812689397?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/8096762618812689397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=8096762618812689397&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8096762618812689397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8096762618812689397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloody-sarajh.html' title='Bloody Sarah'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-1830570905907919681</id><published>2007-05-29T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:04:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss U, Ah Gong</title><content type='html'>Today is Ah Gong's 1st death anniversary. Wow, time passesby very fast leh. It all seems like yesterday... 4 pm daddy call and tell mummy that Ah Gong just passaway, then I go over to popo's house for holiday while daddy &amp; mummy when back to JB for the wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, one year liao. Really very fast leh. Sad to mention that Sarah never get a chance to know this Ah Gong of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Gong we miss u so. But we do know that you r looking down from heaven, and that we will soon meet u over the beautiful shore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-1830570905907919681?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/1830570905907919681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=1830570905907919681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1830570905907919681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/1830570905907919681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-miss-u-ah-gong.html' title='We miss U, Ah Gong'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2003865148907220747</id><published>2007-05-29T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:55:30.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Sarah, crying Mummy</title><content type='html'>Mummy got a new hobby... Each time Sarah cry, mummy will either slap Sarah's face or beat Sarah's butt or put her hand around Sarah's neck. And Sarah will cry even louder, then mummy will beat Sarah's butt even harder... Then hor, mummy will start crying... Aiyoh why mummy so funny one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2003865148907220747?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2003865148907220747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2003865148907220747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2003865148907220747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2003865148907220747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/05/crying-sarah-crying-mummy.html' title='Crying Sarah, crying Mummy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-5259690451666378153</id><published>2007-04-20T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:15:22.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo taking</title><content type='html'>Haiz... Sadly to say that till now I still do not have any photo taken with my mei mei. Not that mummy or daddy refuse to take for us but mei mei refuse to co-operate with us. I already very good boy!!! I took my seat &amp; wait... but mei mei refuse leh... she keeps moving here &amp;amp; there. So till now still no chance to take pictures together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy say she had alredy start looking for photographer to help mei mei take makeover shoot but duno if the studio will allow me to take it with my mei mei or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-5259690451666378153?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/5259690451666378153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=5259690451666378153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5259690451666378153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/5259690451666378153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/04/photo-taking.html' title='Photo taking'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2552536299635593507</id><published>2007-04-20T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T14:46:06.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's bad habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aiyoh, my darling baby sister is a real &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mah fan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Everyday my mummy got to sing hymns to Sarah inorder to make her sleep... If mummy's voice good never mind, but hor her voice is really awlful leh. Haizzzz, poor me got to endure the noise population cause by mummy... I wonder when will she be able to sleep on her own without mummy singing???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2552536299635593507?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2552536299635593507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2552536299635593507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2552536299635593507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2552536299635593507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/04/sarahs-bad-habit.html' title='Sarah&apos;s bad habit'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-8262609141225606961</id><published>2007-04-16T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:45:01.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 1 month</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need some proper sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my meimei Sarah came home. The whole family has not been getting enough of quality sleep (except for Sarah, coz she sleep most of the time). The person who got the least amount of sleep is mummy &amp; I. Mummy need to wake up to feed Sarah, as for me – I am the beau guard mah, so die die must be there for them. Now that my ah mah had gone home, so even lesser sleep for the both of us. Poor us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;“HDB” lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ah mah cannot adapt to HBD flat lifestyle. During her only month stay with us, a few minor accidents happen. First, ah mah dunno how to hang clothes indoor. A few time the tek gor slip &amp;amp; almost hit her head. Then she broke my food bowl!!! Poor me!!! Got to use the Stainless Steel bowl for a few weeks before mummy finally got me a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sarah’s full month celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Sarah’s full month on Easter. A lot of people came over to our house. All came to see Sarah and enjoy the food provided. And of course they also came &amp; admire ME = the handsome boy Piston. Mummy sent me for grooming the day before Easter. &amp;amp; she strike a deal with me, if I put on my best behaviour she will cook me Ribeye steak for lunch… So in order to win the steak, I of course become super guai &amp;amp; super charming. I won… not only steak alone but praises also from visitors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-8262609141225606961?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/8262609141225606961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=8262609141225606961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8262609141225606961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/8262609141225606961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/04/past-1-month.html' title='Past 1 month'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2055968161673336168</id><published>2007-03-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:57:05.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!!!</title><content type='html'>My mei mei - Sarah is born on 13 March 2007 at 1620hrs after torturing our mummy 18hrs of labour pain. Her weight at birth is only 3.14kg &amp; length 51cm. Aiyoh she is very small hor. She does not look pretty at all, so small so botak, unlike me got so much hair. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some slightly more presentable pictures of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflPRvz_x_I/AAAAAAAAACM/HGeqCWyhfCY/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042148424128907250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflPRvz_x_I/AAAAAAAAACM/HGeqCWyhfCY/s200/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflQCfz_yBI/AAAAAAAAACc/FQjrb76MO4A/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042149261647530002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflQCfz_yBI/AAAAAAAAACc/FQjrb76MO4A/s200/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflQj_z_yCI/AAAAAAAAACk/_eGMEW-AvaM/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042149837173147682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflQj_z_yCI/AAAAAAAAACk/_eGMEW-AvaM/s200/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2055968161673336168?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2055968161673336168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2055968161673336168&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2055968161673336168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2055968161673336168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/03/announcement.html' title='Announcement!!!'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RflPRvz_x_I/AAAAAAAAACM/HGeqCWyhfCY/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-2205295892610410441</id><published>2007-02-21T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:48:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/Rebmi47hOpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GSqvQeb7ziE/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036966720332446354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/Rebmi47hOpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GSqvQeb7ziE/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RebnDo7hOqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fgfMaJtp91M/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036967282973162146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RebnDo7hOqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fgfMaJtp91M/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/Rebl6I7hOnI/AAAAAAAAABc/AbxliiBqJlc/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036966020252777074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/Rebl6I7hOnI/AAAAAAAAABc/AbxliiBqJlc/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RebmNo7hOoI/AAAAAAAAABk/9VE5FGFC6fI/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036966355260226178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/RebmNo7hOoI/AAAAAAAAABk/9VE5FGFC6fI/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-2205295892610410441?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/2205295892610410441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=2205295892610410441&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2205295892610410441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/2205295892610410441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/02/pix-update.html' title='Pix update'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRE0siN6SBQ/Rebmi47hOpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GSqvQeb7ziE/s72-c/IMG_0185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116989679027819078</id><published>2007-01-27T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:21:22.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"BLOOD" Donation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy said that my mei mei will make her first ‘blood’ donation within the first few minutes of her birth in March. And this special ‘blood’ donation is something special. And can only be done once in a lifetime thing during birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mei mei will be donating her Cord Blood. Daddy &amp; Mummy went to the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scbb.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCBB (Singapore Cord Blood Bank)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; yesterday to sign the consent form to donate mei mei’s Cord Blood. SCBB is the first Public Cord Bank in Singapore &amp;amp; South East Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mummy, since it is too expensive to keep mei mei’s Cord Blood with the private bank, if we don’t bank it then the hospital will discard it, and it cannot be use for mei mei, why don’t we donate it? It might help to save others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SCBB Coordinator told us that not all Cord Blood can be donated. If it is a multiple birth, premature birth, overdue birth or any blood disorder like Thalassemia, etc. All these cases cannot donate the Cord Blood. So even though we have signed the form, so long my mei mei is not born within 36-40 weeks, her cord blood cannot be donated. I pray to GOD now for him to protect my mei mei till full term so that she can make her ‘First’ Blood donation.&lt;br /&gt;And I also urge other Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy to-be to seriously consider donating Cord Blood unless you intend to keep it for the baby’s siblings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116989679027819078?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116989679027819078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116989679027819078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116989679027819078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116989679027819078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/01/blood-donation.html' title='&quot;BLOOD&quot; Donation'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116961246677744654</id><published>2007-01-24T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:21:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY, I hate UUUUUUUUU</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I hate Chinese New Year. Every year either Mummy need to send me away for a few days, so that they can go back to JB or Mummy will travel to &amp; fro Singapore daily, so that I can go &amp;amp; do my poo &amp; pee. And poor Mummy, this year she going to do the same thing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;All Daddy &amp;amp; EE fault. Just because Daddy wanted to spend time with his family and my Mummy’s only sister refuse to let me go over to stay for that few days so no other choice lor. Mummy will have to travel between JB &amp; Singapore daily – Morning in, evening out. Maybe Mummy will get miscarriage during this travelling thing, so that Daddy will realized how BAD it is for Mummy to travel to &amp;amp; fro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Actually hor, Daddy did suggest for Mummy to go over to EE’s house to spend the Chinese New Year. But hor they are not out family mah, how can Mummy go over to spend Chinese New Year at other people house? EE is just our relative not FAMILY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I wonder why can’t Singapore &amp; Malaysia government dun issue Passport for us – Canine &amp;amp; Feline. If they issue then at least we can follow our Daddy &amp; Mummy whenever they travel between Singapore &amp;amp; Malaysia. Haizzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116961246677744654?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116961246677744654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116961246677744654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116961246677744654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116961246677744654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/01/cny-i-hate-uuuuuuuuu.html' title='CNY, I hate UUUUUUUUU'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116824322443281869</id><published>2007-01-08T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T16:00:24.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more, 9 more, 8 more, ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The final countdown begins… only 9 more weeks to go, and I will soon be promoted to be a Gor Gor. Not a bad idea hor. Soon someone will be there to call me Piston Gor Gor. It sounded Great!!! Only mummy still abit upset over the fact that it is a girl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mummy had been quite busy with the preparation for the arrival of my mei mei (No name yet - Daddy you are really a slow coach). Our house is in a mess now, baby clothes, soft toys, etc... I hope she will be able to finish all these by the end of this month. Mummy also tell me that in a few weeks time she will be away for a few days, then she will bring home my mei mei for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mummy said I must give my mei mei a warm welcome. What is a warm welcome? Should I drink lots of hot water then lick her, so that she will feel warm? Or should I go sun bathing before meeting her, then I used my body to rub her so that she will feel my hot body? Aiyoh, Mummy why must you set such a difficult task for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116824322443281869?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116824322443281869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116824322443281869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116824322443281869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116824322443281869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-more-9-more-8-more.html' title='10 more, 9 more, 8 more, ...'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116710501414899730</id><published>2006-12-26T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:51:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Philippians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;version=kjv#5"&gt;Phl 2:5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/6.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=6&amp;amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=6&amp;amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=6&amp;amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=kjv#6"&gt;Phl 2:6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/7.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=7&amp;amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=7&amp;amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=7&amp;amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=kjv#7"&gt;Phl 2:7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/8.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=kjv#8"&gt;Phl 2:8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/9.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=kjv#9"&gt;Phl 2:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/10.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=10&amp;amp;version=KJV#10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;version=KJV#10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=10&amp;amp;version=KJV#10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;version=KJV#10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=10&amp;amp;version=KJV#10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;version=kjv#10"&gt;Phl 2:10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of [things] in heaven, and [things] in earth, and [things] under the earth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Phl/2/11.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;version=KJV#11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=11&amp;amp;version=KJV#11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;version=KJV#11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Phl&amp;amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=11&amp;amp;version=KJV#11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Phl&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;version=kjv#11"&gt;Phl 2:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And [that] every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ [is] Lord, to the glory of God the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, is Christmas Day. And this passage was preach by the Pastor in my mummy's church. It talks about humiliation &amp;amp; exaltation of Christ Jesus. Have a Blessed Christmas to all who view my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116710501414899730?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116710501414899730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116710501414899730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116710501414899730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116710501414899730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-day-message.html' title='Christmas Day Message'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116710460354043478</id><published>2006-12-26T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T11:43:23.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 42</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Isaiah 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=1&amp;version=kjv#1"&gt;Isa 42:1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold my servant, whom I uphold; mine elect, [in whom] my soul delighteth; I have put my spirit upon him: he shall bring forth judgment to the Gentiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/2.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;version=KJV#2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=2&amp;amp;version=KJV#2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;version=KJV#2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=2&amp;amp;version=KJV#2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=2&amp;version=kjv#2"&gt;Isa 42:2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shall not cry, nor lift up, nor cause his voice to be heard in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/3.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=3&amp;amp;version=KJV#3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=3&amp;version=KJV#3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=3&amp;amp;version=KJV#3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=3&amp;version=KJV#3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=3&amp;amp;version=kjv#3"&gt;Isa 42:3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench: he shall bring forth judgment unto truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/4.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;version=KJV#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=4&amp;amp;version=KJV#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Hymns" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/images.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;version=KJV#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=4&amp;amp;version=KJV#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=4&amp;version=KJV#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=4&amp;amp;version=kjv#4"&gt;Isa 42:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shall not fail nor be discouraged, till he have set judgment in the earth: and the isles shall wait for his law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/5.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;version=KJV#5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=5&amp;amp;version=KJV#5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;version=KJV#5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=5&amp;amp;version=KJV#5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;version=kjv#5"&gt;Isa 42:5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus saith God the LORD, he that created the heavens, and stretched them out; he that spread forth the earth, and that which cometh out of it; he that giveth breath unto the people upon it, and spirit to them that walk therein:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/6.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=6&amp;amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=6&amp;amp;version=KJV#6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=6&amp;version=kjv#6"&gt;Isa 42:6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I the LORD have called thee in righteousness, and will hold thine hand, and will keep thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, for a light of the Gentiles;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/7.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=7&amp;amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=7&amp;amp;version=KJV#7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=7&amp;version=kjv#7"&gt;Isa 42:7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To open the blind eyes, to bring out the prisoners from the prison, [and] them that sit in darkness out of the prison house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/8.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=KJV#8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=8&amp;amp;version=kjv#8"&gt;Isa 42:8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I [am] the LORD: that [is] my name: and my glory will I not give to another, neither my praise to graven images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Treasury of Scripture Knowledge" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/tsk_b/Isa/42/9.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Concordance and Hebrew/Greek" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/c.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="List Available Commentaries" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Versions / Translations" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/versions.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Dictionary Aids" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/d.pl?book=Isa&amp;amp;chapter=42&amp;verse=9&amp;amp;version=KJV#9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Isa&amp;chapter=42&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=kjv#9"&gt;Isa 42:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, the former things are come to pass, and new things do I declare: before they spring forth I tell you of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy read this passage to me on Sunday. I like it so decided to post it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116710460354043478?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116710460354043478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116710460354043478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116710460354043478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116710460354043478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/12/isaiah-42_26.html' title='Isaiah 42'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116589702391288480</id><published>2006-12-12T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T12:40:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our Family hate it when people greet us "Merry X'mas" or to received a greeting card with "Merry X'mas". It should be Christmas not X'mas. Althought now Christmas had become a more commerical day but we should not forget the true meaning of Christmas. Which is Lord Jesus Christ, Our &lt;strong&gt;ONE &amp; ONLY Lord &amp;amp; Saviour&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;How absurd is it that people forget that Christmas spells as CHRISTMAS instead of X'MAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him." Mat 2:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We must come &amp; praise him, worshipped him &amp;amp; bring glory &amp; honor to his name. It is because of his birth that we can be saved. To repay his kindness one should serve him. My Daddy is blessed enough to be born in a family full of GOD childrens and my mummy is also blessed enough to be able to married into this family full of GOD's children. But I am the one who is most blessed cause I am adopted by Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy into this huge family full of GOD's Children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Christmas wish thid year is for more people to be able to reunited with GOD &amp;amp; walk with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116589702391288480?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116589702391288480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116589702391288480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116589702391288480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116589702391288480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='Blessed Christmas'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116589568781006819</id><published>2006-12-12T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T11:54:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsightly event</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mummy told me just now that I grind my teeth while I am asleep. OMG!!! How could it be? Is so unsightly. Mummy ever told me that I snore &amp; drool while sleeping and sometime my snore can be louder than Daddy’s. Never did I expect that I had another discredit to be added to my list of "Hall of Unsight" – Teeth Grinding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder the human myth on using slipper to slap my mouth will help or not leh? Mummy’s colleague say maybe is due to stress or got frighten by something or someone that why I grind my teeth. But hor I am such a happy go lucky boy, how to have stress? Nope to the "Frighten by something or someone" as well leh, cause I never poo green shit.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh, then why am I grinding my teeth? haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116589568781006819?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116589568781006819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116589568781006819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116589568781006819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116589568781006819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/12/unsightly-event.html' title='Unsightly event'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116537904702827320</id><published>2006-12-06T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:24:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me back my ORIGINAL Mummy</title><content type='html'>This unborn mei mei of mine is a real terror. She is cauing so must discomfort to my mumy. She cause my mummy tummy to bloat!!! Aiyoh, mummy tummy now so big till she cant see her own leg. Then she cause mummy to have leg cramps everynight. It is really annoying, she really disturb everyone from their sweet dreams. Everynight, not long after I slept, mummy would be screaming - WHY? because leg cramp lah. See my mei mei very naughty hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she cause my mummy to get tired easily &amp; sleepy too. This is really serious, she cause mummy to be unable to play with me. You know, lack of play can cause a dog to age faster!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LAST but not least. She cause my mummy to eat more!!! So now my mummy eat 1/4 of my share of HCF everyday. Poor me - only left with 3/4 of the dinner. This is bad - hungry dog can't give 100% Concentration in house watching duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear Mei Mei, can you come out earlier then everything will be back to normal &amp; I can have my Original mummy back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116537904702827320?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116537904702827320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116537904702827320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116537904702827320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116537904702827320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/12/give-me-back-my-original-mummy.html' title='Give me back my ORIGINAL Mummy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116486522207115255</id><published>2006-11-30T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:40:22.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea in Tampines</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Aiyoh, today is the opening of Ikea Tampines. My Daddy, Popo &amp; Lao Ee when there quite early in the morning thinking that there will not be much people. Never did they except that the crowd is oredi super long. It took them ? hour before they can step into Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;According to Daddy &lt;strong&gt;"Beri chaotic ar! 1 2 go in oso must Q like long long dragon. Somemore got Cisco there to jaga. All hell break fr shuttle bus." "EvenThe Bistro that sell the $1 hotdog, the Q oso like long long dragon, can compare w/ Stephanie Sun’s Autograph event."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116486522207115255?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116486522207115255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116486522207115255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116486522207115255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116486522207115255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/ikea-in-tampines.html' title='Ikea in Tampines'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116342595150841741</id><published>2006-11-13T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:52:31.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Noel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the latest Noel advertisement!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do they use our house door bell ring tone. Each time their door bell ring, i thought is ours &amp; I go dashing to the door to welcome the visitor with my bark but only to realised that it is the TV advertisement!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And each time it send my daddy, mummy &amp;amp; popo laughing loudly. So malu...........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116342595150841741?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116342595150841741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116342595150841741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116342595150841741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116342595150841741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-noel.html' title='I hate Noel'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116304825832324868</id><published>2006-11-09T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:57:38.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What name for Little Baby Jelly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Daddy &amp; Mummy got a big headache now, they are searching for a name for my meimei. But dun seems to be able to compromise to one. Daddy said he actually for prepare a few names but hor all of them are boy’s name. And too bad little baby jelly is a girl thus all those names cannot be use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mummy prefer Biblical Names, so they have rather limited choices as most of them taken up by their nieces. But somehow mummy manage to come up with a few like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Leah&lt;br /&gt;Dinah&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;br /&gt;Martha&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I wonder which of these is suitable for Baby Jelly? And Mummy like the name Leah the best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116304825832324868?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116304825832324868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116304825832324868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116304825832324868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116304825832324868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-name-for-little-baby-jelly.html' title='What name for Little Baby Jelly?'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116279349540769449</id><published>2006-11-06T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T14:11:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I am getting as clumsy as my mummy or maybe clumsy is a contagious disease. Cause I actually poo on my hind leg, when mummy brings me downstairs to do my business. Really clumsy rite??? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy did not realized till halfway walking – how come I slow down and refuse to walk any further. Then she realized that I actually poo on myself. So no choice we die die must shorten our walk to clean me up. Clumsy me almost cause my mummy to be late for church service. Sorry mummy, I promised that next time I be more careful &amp;amp; try to avoid pooing near lamppost so as to reduce my chance of pooing on myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116279349540769449?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116279349540769449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116279349540769449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116279349540769449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116279349540769449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/clumsy-me.html' title='Clumsy Me'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116244404442892887</id><published>2006-11-02T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:07:24.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mummy was sobbing when she told me the sex of Little Baby Jelly is a GIRL!!! I hate girls, they are nasty and always so full of themselves. I am not going to like this girl!!! I always hope that mummy will be able to give me a brother and now she is going to have a GIRL!!! I can't imagine how miserable my life will be when she is born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy will definitely love her more than me. And she will get all the attention and none left for me. I am going to hate her and I believe my mummy will also dun like her. Coz she always hoping for a boy not girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116244404442892887?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116244404442892887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116244404442892887&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116244404442892887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116244404442892887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/girl.html' title='GIRL'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116244272620268028</id><published>2006-11-02T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:00:02.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Les Pooch Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/shampoo-lepooch-big2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/shampoo-lepooch-big2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Uncle B got for me a bottle of 16 oz Le Pooch Vita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/shampoo-lepooch-big2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;min Enriched Shampoo from Boston. And Mummy let me use it yesterday, is really very good nice. I dun need to use conditioner anymore and now I smell nice as well. Thanks Uncle B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This shampoo could be use daily but according to mummy. She say I dun need a bath everyday thus, she will only use it once in every two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116244272620268028?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116244272620268028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116244272620268028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116244272620268028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116244272620268028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-les-pooch-boy.html' title='I am a Les Pooch Boy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116183800016249770</id><published>2006-10-26T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T12:46:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident not prevented</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something horrible happen at my mummy office this morning. An&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; anytime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be fatal accident took place. A Machinist fell down &amp; a huge piece of material fell on him – according to the other staff who when to check on the matter it is a very long &amp;amp; huge piece of high alloy metal. I can’t believe it!!! This is not the 1st time materials fell but it is always near missed. Why this time so accurate and hit on a man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really wonder whose fault is it? The machinist fault or the machine fault. It is all depend on the investigation report. If safety awareness is widely practice then this type of accident will not happen. eg. PPL Shipyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let pray &amp; hope that the machinist will be able to pull through this ordeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116183800016249770?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116183800016249770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116183800016249770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116183800016249770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116183800016249770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/accident-not-prevented.html' title='Accident not prevented'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116175238996833057</id><published>2006-10-25T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T12:59:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mummy is not spending enough time with me, although was on MC for 3 days last week. But she been lying on the bed all the time. Lazy Mummy!!! According to Daddy, Mummy’s back hurts &amp; she need lots of rest. Well on MC is already resting what, why cant she play with me. Although, I like her hug &amp;amp; kisses but I duno why, I always like to resist &amp; fight for my freedom &amp;amp; a few times I accidentally kick her tummy &amp; she screams. Shhhhhhh dun tell my Daddy ok. Else he will kill me for hurting baby jelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have been barking a bit more often then usual, all thanks to the irritating property agent &amp;amp; promoters giving out leaflets. I can smellllllll something evil about them. So I must do my duty as a watchdog – BARK, BARK &amp; BARK till they retreat. One of these day I must get mummy to put up a big big notice saying " Neighbours &amp;amp; Salesman Prohibited. Any trespasser will be Prosecute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday was Hari Raya Puasa. As my mummy is still not getting any better with her back thing, thus yesterday was an at home day. But it is also a hungry day for me, coz my dear neighbours on the ground floor are cooking nice food. It made me drools &amp;amp; stomach hungry. It smells like frying bacons…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116175238996833057?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116175238996833057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116175238996833057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116175238996833057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116175238996833057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116152012881563680</id><published>2006-10-22T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:28:49.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food that I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Recently I fall in love with this fruit call &lt;strong&gt;Pomegranate&lt;/strong&gt;. Is something very commonly seen here in Singapore but not much people like to eat it. Too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But I just fall in love with it after my mummy purchase it from Aunty Joyce's fruit shop while I was having my haircut in Aunty Gloria's shop. According to mummy, she missed this particular fruit coz, it is rarely seen in the market. So to fulfill her craving for it she got home 3 pieces of the Pomegranate. As many people knew that I am a food lovers thus I beg mummy to let me try it. Wow Shiok leh, after the 1st try I fall in love with it immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Due to both Mother &amp; Son passion for it, we finish it within 3 days. Very horrible right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116152012881563680?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116152012881563680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116152012881563680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116152012881563680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116152012881563680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/food-that-i-love.html' title='Food that I love'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116018675471951854</id><published>2006-10-07T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:07:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey grey sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beginning this week Daddy restrict my daily walk of running to only doing my business then go home coz according to him - the weather is bad. If we stay out too long, it is bad for our health. That is quite true leh, coz I been smelling something funny these few days &amp; I am afraid that it will destroy my natural smelling power. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this morning reading at 9am is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;119&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. If this continue then soon we all will be walking around wearing a MASK!!! Can you imagine how awlful it will be for me to wear a MASK!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I wish the the haze will go away then I can go out &amp;amp; play. How I missed the dashing &amp; running days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://app.nea.gov.sg/psi/"&gt;http://app.nea.gov.sg/psi/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116018675471951854?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116018675471951854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116018675471951854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116018675471951854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116018675471951854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/grey-grey-sky.html' title='Grey grey sky'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-116010962420333067</id><published>2006-10-06T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:40:24.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had a super clumsy mummy!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mummy fell twice this month already. And this morning she did it again. Scare the hell out of everyone in her office. Duno why she like to fall so much? Or maybe she duno how to balance herself (in another word, mummy is too heavy liao, she need to lost weight in-order to walk properly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heng arh, I am not like her, fall so easily. I think I never fell before. Even my Popo who just had her knee operation also can walk better then her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MUMMY, PLEASE GO AND LEARN HOW TO WALK PROPERLY LAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-116010962420333067?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/116010962420333067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=116010962420333067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116010962420333067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/116010962420333067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/clumsy-mummy.html' title='Clumsy Mummy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115983192342569469</id><published>2006-10-03T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:32:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastamania</title><content type='html'>Eversince my mummy got pregnant. She start to get lazy oso. Thus nowadays she rarely cook nice nice cook for us. So poor Daddy &amp; I only have Fish &amp;amp; veggies to go with rice everyday. But hor yesterday, maybe due to her good mood or maybe the little jelly inside her want to eat. So she decided to cook pasta for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it had been a long long time since she cook pasta for us. I loves pasta, so long is pasta I dun really bother which type of pasta. I love it most when she add lots &amp;amp; lots of sauces for me. And yesterday pasta is - Pollo alla pasta asciutta. Oooooops, I wanted to drools again the moments I start to recall how wonderful the chicken tasted. It had really been a long long time since I last tasted Chicken coz I am allgery to chicken. But mummy said it is ok this time coz it is really a once in a bluemoon thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115983192342569469?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115983192342569469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115983192342569469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115983192342569469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115983192342569469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/10/pastamania.html' title='Pastamania'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115914748263249195</id><published>2006-09-25T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T09:24:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the JAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad, bad Mummy, she asks Daddy to sent me for boarding on Saturday morning &amp; picks me up the next day at about 2 O'clock. I hate been send for boarding. I prefer to stay at home even if I am alone for the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When Daddy bring me out at noontime, I already knew that something is wrong. He never bring me out at this time of the day &amp; furthermore to take a cab!!!!!!! Something he dislike doing. When reach the groomer’s place and the uncle unleashes me &amp;amp; carry me away I thought alamak… "&lt;strong&gt;Daddy &amp; Mummy dun want me anymore they are giving me away&lt;/strong&gt;". Luckily Daddy say "&lt;strong&gt;Mummy will come &amp;amp; pick me up tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;", only then I feel slightly better. But hor I still shed tears, coz apart from going to Popo’s house for a few days, I never been to a strange place to stay overnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel so scared at this strange place; &lt;strong&gt;I am being locked up in a cell. I hate been locked up – I did not committed any crime. Why should they put me in the jail?????&lt;/strong&gt; I hate this place as the time passes by. Never will I step into this place again. No one can understand how I feel while staying there… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The next day came rather fast. And they finally took me out from my cell &amp; place me on the bathtub, then on the grooming table. And they told me Mummy called &amp;amp; said she will be here at about 2 O’clock to pick me up. Hello, can the lady bathing me hurry up… Did u not hear that my Mummy is coming to pick up in at 2 O’clock? I MUST be ready &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt; she arrives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just before 2 O’clock, my Mummy steps into the shop. She is here already but I am not ready!!! So she waited for a few minutes. Finally I am release from the jail !!!!! Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy happily lead me to Gugu J car. I put on with my best behaviour during the journey home, so that they will not have the chance to send me to jail again. Finally I reach home after one day of jail term. &lt;strong&gt;I AM Soooo glad to be home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115914748263249195?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115914748263249195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115914748263249195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115914748263249195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115914748263249195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-in-jail.html' title='A day in the JAIL'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115874271955874987</id><published>2006-09-20T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:23:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always remember this date 21st Sept 2005. On 18th Sept 2005, my daddy finally agreed to my mummy request on adopting a dog after giving my Oreo gor gor to a Doctor. And on 21st Sept 2005, my mummy called my previous owner with the request of adopting me. Daddy &amp; Mummy came to see me on the very evening and they decided to take me within the first 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous owner never played with me. He only got time to bring me downstairs to do my business, rarely send me for groomming, prefer to dry bath me, forgot to bring me for my jabs &amp;amp; always confine me within my playpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I feels like a 'Cinderella'. My life had a 360 deg change since the day Daddy &amp; Mummy adopted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to make lots of new friends, eg. Tinkerbelle - the first friend I make during one of my evening walk, Simba - the Silky cross who stay on the same level as us, Joyce and many more. And of course my cousin Mickey the CHH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115874271955874987?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115874271955874987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115874271955874987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115874271955874987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115874271955874987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-year-ago.html' title='1 year ago'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115745802293571491</id><published>2006-09-05T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:44:23.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 100 today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0171.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0171.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is Ah Gong 100th day. I wonder what is Ah Gong doing up there? I guess he must be feeling very 'healthy' now that he is free from sickness. And staying with GOD all the time. And of course making new friends everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mummy snap a few photos of Ah Gong's tomb for me to see. She say "Aiyoh, the tomb maker really horrible. made so many mistake. 1st - engrave the wrong type of cross. 2nd - Ah mah's name in bracket engrave tooooo big &amp; lastly the layout of the scripture for the 'Bible' is done wrongly. Where got tombmake like tat &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mummy told me that while they are there they when around 'Window' shopping at other tombs. And they actually come across their late ex -colleague's tomb. Wah, like tat also can!!! This world is indeed very small.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0169.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0169.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115745802293571491?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115745802293571491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115745802293571491&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115745802293571491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115745802293571491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-100-today.html' title='Day 100 today'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115691063723136576</id><published>2006-08-30T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T12:03:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 days ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;100 days ago, my Ah Gong is still in the hospital. Hoping to go home, hoping to come to Singapore to seek treatment. He actually hopes that the treatment can prolong his time a little further. Maybe our dear Lord, feels that he had suffer enough thus decided to end it earlier for him by calling back to the Lord's House on the 29th May 2006.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A lot of things happen during this 1oo days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1st - My Mummy got pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2nd - Gugu J, change a new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3rd - Popo going for her total knee replacement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4th - I grow up! I am no longer a puppy. I am a full grown dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;How I wish Ah Gong is here on earth to witness all these. But hor I knew that he is aware of all these coz he can see us from Heaven. Just that he cannot come down to talk to us &amp; tell us his feelings. But Ah Gong is up in the Heaven to help us jaga the room that the Lord had prepare for us all. So thank you Ah Gong for all the hard work. We will miss you till the day we meet over the beautiful shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"For the Father waits over the way, To prepare us a dwelling place there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"In the sweet by and by,We shall meet on that beautiful shore;In the sweet by and by,We shall meet on that beautiful shore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115691063723136576?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115691063723136576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115691063723136576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115691063723136576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115691063723136576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/100-days-ago.html' title='100 days ago'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115690959859485942</id><published>2006-08-30T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:46:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocation Time</title><content type='html'>I am going for my Vocation today &amp; will be back on the 3rd Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going to my Popo's house to play with Mickey. Coz my Daddy &amp; Mummy need to go back to JB for my Ah Gong's 100 days memorial service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp; Mummy, you dun have to worry for me coz I confirm will enjoy myself in Popo's House. I promise I will not play rough with Mickey (So long Mickey dun come &amp;amp; disturb me, then I promise to keep my cool). But I can't promise that I will try to keep myself as clean as possible coz u know lah - I am a drooling king mah, &amp; furthermore if Mickey want to play rough hor, I will drool even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mummy do take care of yourself &amp;amp; try to buy me some treats if possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115690959859485942?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115690959859485942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115690959859485942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115690959859485942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115690959859485942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/vocation-time_30.html' title='Vocation Time'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115649217522196044</id><published>2006-08-25T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:49:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guai Guai Me</title><content type='html'>Aiyoh, recently I too busy to behave myself that I got no time to blog. Today, finally I got time to blog. My Popo praise me this afternoon for being a good boy, will I indeed a good boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I send my mummy to the door &amp; wave her goodbye. Then eat my breakfast, then lay there and watch Popo do the laundry, Popo even wash my pillowcase for me. Then Popo ask me to go to Mummy's bedroom to keep my daddy accompany while she mop the floor. I also got listen to her, I quietly lay by daddy's side &amp; sleep. on seeing that I am such a good boy, she awarded me with a carrot stick. Wow, if I continue to behave myself I will continue to have treats everyday. I think I better put up my best behaviour while she is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115649217522196044?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115649217522196044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115649217522196044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115649217522196044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115649217522196044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/guai-guai-me.html' title='The Guai Guai Me'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115571719067340303</id><published>2006-08-16T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:33:10.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Knee Replacement for my Popo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mummy's mummy - my Popo is going for emergency Total Knee Replacement surgery anytime now. Aiyoh, by rite this old lady should have gone for the surgery years ago. But hor she fear that she will die from the opt. Stupid idea, how can a person die from surgery knee surgery. Now serve her rite lah, doctor say her precious knee problem had cause infection &amp; the pain had reach her hip &amp;amp; emergency surgery is required. But hor till this moment she is still at home wondering if she should go ahead with the surgery or wait &amp; see. Where got ppl like that one? susah lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mummy said she will speak to Preacher Chua again &amp; see if they can arrange for someone in Singapore to talk to her &amp;amp; preach the gospel to her to enlighten her &amp;amp; make her feel better about the forecoming surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115571719067340303?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115571719067340303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115571719067340303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115571719067340303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115571719067340303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/total-knee-replacement-for-my-popo.html' title='Total Knee Replacement for my Popo'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115560734336187452</id><published>2006-08-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:02:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Till now then I realised my mummy is a cry baby. She just love to cry. Recently, she just cry for nothing. Watch comedy also can cry, watch her favourite HK serial also cry, read books also cry. Litttle bit, little bit cry!!!!!!!!! Very irritating leh. If I try to go near her to calm her, she start crying again. Aiyoh, why mummy like that? Aiyoh, pregnant women so troublesome one. Next time my wife better dun get pregnant. Wait like mummy like that keep crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115560734336187452?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115560734336187452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115560734336187452&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115560734336187452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115560734336187452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/cry-baby.html' title='Cry Baby'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115517533104335555</id><published>2006-08-10T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T10:02:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday, Mummy &amp; I when fot the Church Annual BBQ at Sembawang Park. It is my 2ns time there and this time round I feel more relax coz I dun have to pose for any photo shooting. I really enjoy myself &amp;amp; lots of uncles &amp; aunties praise me for being such a good boy who dun run about but stay by my mummy's side while she "Beng" the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Food smell &amp; taste great. I love the curry chickenwings &amp;amp; Porkchop that Popo Fam prepared. It make me drools each time I think of it. And some of the kids played with me. Weeeeee that is fun, thou mummy did not unleash me but I am allow to roam about in the Pavillon so not too bad lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mummy "Ta Bao" some of the chickenwings, hotdogs, otak &amp;amp; porkchop home for daddy to makan. And of course, me too get to eat it. By the time, we reached home I am too tried to do anything, but mummy insist that I need to take a good warm bath so ok lor. I allow mummy to bath me, then blow dry, then go to bed till dinner time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115517533104335555?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115517533104335555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115517533104335555&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115517533104335555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115517533104335555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/bbq-yesterday.html' title='BBQ yesterday'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115500780645066616</id><published>2006-08-08T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T11:30:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see blue colour everywhere. My mummy is also blue in colour. Why blue? Because the Doctor said my mummy is suffering the Pre-Natal Blue now. What is Pre-natal Blue? Aiyoh, is it a form of depression lah, that only happen to pregnant mummy. And my mummy is suffering it now. There is nothing I can do to help her. Like that how? Oh Dear, this is bad man. Hopes tomorrow BBQ can lighten her mood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115500780645066616?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115500780645066616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115500780645066616&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115500780645066616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115500780645066616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/blueeeeeeeee.html' title='Blueeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115448298805983592</id><published>2006-08-02T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T09:43:08.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;30 more days to go before National Day. Every year this day Daddy will take leave and stay go home. This is the 1st National Day I spend with Daddy &amp; Mummy. I hope I will enjoy it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw, Singapore National Day is abt 8 more days to go. Mummy told me that she will bring me to the Church Annual BBQ at Sembawang Park on Singapore National Day. I am waiting to go... Confirm that day will not rain... confirm will be a Sunny Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115448298805983592?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115448298805983592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115448298805983592&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115448298805983592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115448298805983592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-coming.html' title='National Day coming'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115404797028828057</id><published>2006-07-28T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:52:50.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO OR NO GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SpotCheck Inspector aka Ah Mah wanted Mummy to send me away for the sake of the "NEW" family member. She say I am too close to Mummy &amp; it will be bad for the "NEW" member. Thus she say it would be best if I will to go away for sometime then come back when this "NEW" member is born. Just to ensure that this "NEW" member will have a more HUMAN look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHAT THE FISHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Where got logic one? If like that then there will be alot of stray dogs in this world oredi. How can a Believer of GOD say such things. GOD will ensure that the "NEW" member be nice looking &amp; healthy. It is impossible for a small fly like me to create and harm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mummy protest &amp; say no to this. She insist that I have to stay at home with her &amp;amp; she will not send me away. After hours of talks, Mummy won the battle using the Famous "Deadly Pregnancy Weapon" - Tears. The moment she start crying they have no choice but to give in to her &amp;amp; drop the subject of sending me away. Yeah "Daulat Tuanku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115404797028828057?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115404797028828057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115404797028828057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115404797028828057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115404797028828057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/go-or-no-go.html' title='GO OR NO GO'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115387628063552235</id><published>2006-07-26T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T09:11:20.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpotCheck Inspector in town</title><content type='html'>SpotCheck Inspector aka Ah Mah is in town for 2 days to check on Mummy &amp; I. She will be spying on us to see if we will break rules by secretly eat ice creams or drink cold drinks or I super manja toward Mummy or not. But hor we have done all safety measure, just hope she will not discover that we have hide ice cream in one corner of the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that Weather Forecast will be extremely cloudy &amp; heavy downpour is expected in our house. I think I better act cute in hope that the ba weather will soon go so that the Sun can come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115387628063552235?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115387628063552235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115387628063552235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115387628063552235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115387628063552235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/spotcheck-inspector-in-town.html' title='SpotCheck Inspector in town'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115346965419345308</id><published>2006-07-21T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:14:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have grown up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am now 1.5yrs (Human age). Now I can help mummy with some simple housework. Hahaha, my simple housework is try not to mess up the house. See I so good boy rite!!!  Daddy say I must help start to help mummy coz her movement is getting more &amp; more 'heavy'.  And I must obey mummy when she need to go to work in the morning. I must guai guai go to the kitchen every morning &amp; wait for daddy to return from work a while later to bring me go downstair to pee &amp; poo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And Mummy I promise you I will try &amp;amp; not be too fussy with my kibbles. I will try to eat whatever you give me. But hor, Mummy I cannot guarantee ok. U must understand leh, if the food is sucks how to eat... so hor to ensure I will guai guai eat my kibble, I hope you will get me something that can suit my taste, something more fishy oso can. So ok hor, deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115346965419345308?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115346965419345308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115346965419345308&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115346965419345308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115346965419345308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-have-grown-up.html' title='I have grown up'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115312558360108552</id><published>2006-07-17T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T16:39:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"New Family Member"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These 2 weeks I had been very very "sticky" to Mummy for fear that she will give me away when the new family member arrived next year. But hor Mummy still doesnt knew abt it. Hope she will take a longer time to come to know abt this new family member. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will Daddy &amp; Mummy give me away after the new member arrive? I dont wish to leave Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy. I rather die then having to go to another family. Daddy Compare to my previous Daddy &amp; Mummy, my current  &amp; Mummy are really very good to me.  Now I no longer have to sleep and stay in the playpen 24 hrs a day but to roam the whole house 24 hrs a day &amp; get to sleep on Mummy's bed when Daddy is out of town. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, please tell my Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy not to give me away. When the new family member arrive. OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115312558360108552?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115312558360108552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115312558360108552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115312558360108552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115312558360108552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-family-member.html' title='&quot;New Family Member&quot;'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115257659738962872</id><published>2006-07-11T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:09:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetful Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday evening, my mummy did a very very scary thing. She left me in the lift!!!!!!!!! She have the habit of unleashing me in the lift after our evening walk. But duno wat happen, she got out of the lift 1st yesterday &amp; I got left behind. Only after the lift door closed then she realised that I am missing. Heng ah, she managed to press the lift button in time before it went down. I dash out of the lift and growl at her. To make up for her blur mistake she gave me cherries as my evening desert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115257659738962872?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115257659738962872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115257659738962872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115257659738962872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115257659738962872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/forgetful-mummy.html' title='Forgetful Mummy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115253141971652403</id><published>2006-07-10T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:36:59.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooming last Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mummy send me for grooming last Saturday. Good ah, the weather so hot recently now all my hair gone I feel so cooling. As usual Aunty Gloria compalin that I drools badly. Haiz..... cant be help lah bcoz i scared of height mah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;After grooming, Mummy brought me to Aunty Joyce's fruit shop a few unit away. I enjoy going there coz she treat me with lots of fruits. yummy... I ate prunes, cherry, cherry apples &amp;amp; many others that I cant name. Mummy end up burning another hole in her pocket. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115253141971652403?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115253141971652403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115253141971652403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115253141971652403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115253141971652403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/grooming-last-saturday.html' title='Grooming last Saturday'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115197144116053203</id><published>2006-07-04T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T08:04:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Sunday was Daddy's Birthday. Mummy &amp; I gave him a Tatami TV Mat as Birthday present. But hor this Daddy, instead of feeling happy he scold us for getting him a gift. Scold &amp;amp; scold till mummy burst into tears again. Why lah, Daddy? We get you a gift &amp; still get a scolding from you. You crazy or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115197144116053203?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115197144116053203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115197144116053203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115197144116053203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115197144116053203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/07/daddy-birthday.html' title='Daddy Birthday'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115124283693129467</id><published>2006-06-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T21:40:36.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Asthma Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday night something very scary happen. Mummy had an Asthma Attack It had been a long long time since her last attack thus all the inhaler at home oredi expire. aiyoh blur mummy why never buy spares to keep at home? So in the end mummy just have to use those that had long expire. Too bad as of now, she still alive. Like that also cannot die, susah lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115124283693129467?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115124283693129467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115124283693129467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115124283693129467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115124283693129467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-asthma-long-time-no-see.html' title='Hello Asthma Long Time No See'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115087745049849643</id><published>2006-06-21T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:10:50.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drug Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mummy caned me yesterday evening. Why? I jumped onto the dinning chair &amp; drag a paper bag down to play. Tell you what is inside ok. Inside the bag contain - Hymns lyrics, my consultation card, mummy's heart burn &amp;amp; rectum ulcer medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You know lah, got paper leh, of course I cannot resist so I shred all the papers. And hor and hor and hor, I torn all Mummy's medicine &amp; start eating it. Hahaha, see I clever right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then not enough, while Daddy when out in the late afternoon, I took down the tissue box, ate the button and of course shred all it content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mummy Why you cane me? I know you dislike taking these medicine so I help you eat lor. I treat you so good and yet you still cane me. I dun friend you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115087745049849643?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115087745049849643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115087745049849643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115087745049849643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115087745049849643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/drug-addict.html' title='Drug Addict'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115063833356240011</id><published>2006-06-18T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:45:33.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy &amp; Mummy Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wednesday will be Daddy &amp; Mummy Wedding Anniversary. But this yr Mummy refuse to celebrate. Mummy said that since they are abt to divorce, so useless 2 celebrate anymore. Actually if Daddy will 2 spend all his free time with Mummy &amp;amp; me then all these divorce issue will not arise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;All in all - Daddy neglect us &amp; did not spend time with us that lead to their seperation. If Daddy will to keep himself away from all females &amp;amp; only go out with friends once in a blue moon and only forcus his entire free time on Mummy then everything would be good. But hor Daddy can never do it. He cannot live without friends &amp; his family (except for Mummy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mummy said she will never forget how Daddy refuse 2 pay extra money to hire the photographer for the evening wedding dinner. And end up the dinner photograph all ruin. She hate him for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then Daddy refuse to apply long term pass for Mummy. I know what he is up to. He want to ensure that his butt is safe. He want to ensure that IF one day Singapore attack Malaysia, he can abandon Me &amp;amp; Mummy then run back to Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115063833356240011?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115063833356240011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115063833356240011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115063833356240011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115063833356240011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/daddy-mummy-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Daddy &amp; Mummy Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115046098834042221</id><published>2006-06-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:29:48.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who should I respect?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mummy told me there are only limited human I should respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Die die must respect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st -  Daddy's daddy, Ah Gong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd - Daddy's mummy, Ah Mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd - Pastor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4th - Daddy's siblings, expect for Gugu J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Die die also cannot respect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st - Mummy's mummy, Popo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd - Mummy's sister, EE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd - Old maid, Gugu J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115046098834042221?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115046098834042221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115046098834042221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115046098834042221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115046098834042221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-should-i-respect.html' title='Who should I respect?'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115020995141482106</id><published>2006-06-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:45:51.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Pain got worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mummy's head pain pain got worse today. Last week the pain only reach the back of her neck, today it reach the her back oredi. And she feel giddy easily now adays. But poor Mummy still refuse to go and see doctor. And Daddy doesnt know abt it, He just thought Mummy is being lazy for not doing any house work.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This afternoon Mummy call up Perpetual Memorial Park in Kulai to make enquiry for a plot of small land for herself. Mummy said that she will reserved a small space for me there as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mummy said she got a feeling that she will need to use that plot of land in a few months time so it is better to get it now before the price go up. And most impt is, she need to make all the necessary arrangement so that others cannot make any suggestion on the construction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But hor Mummy, I wanted to tell you that "It is ok if you go first, I will come &amp;amp; join you later.&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115020995141482106?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115020995141482106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115020995141482106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115020995141482106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115020995141482106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/pain-pain-got-worse.html' title='Pain Pain got worse'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115011399186283800</id><published>2006-06-12T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:06:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy head pain pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mummy told me one side of her head is in pain. It happen abt 2 weeks plus ago during Ah Gong's wake. And it had not get any better. Now her right eye got a bit swelling oredi. Mummy said kaypo Daddy drag her by force to go see doctor while in JB. That doctor told Daddy that it is a must for Mummy to go for a blood test to identify the cause of this headache &amp; swelling. But Mummy refuse to go &amp;amp; do blood test. Why? Becoz she want to make Daddy upset &amp;amp; feel guilty that he neglect us for a long time and partly to get back to Daddy for all his abusive action toward her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115011399186283800?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115011399186283800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115011399186283800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115011399186283800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115011399186283800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/mummy-head-pain-pain.html' title='Mummy head pain pain'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-115011285052573563</id><published>2006-06-12T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:29:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup "Fever"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;World Cup is back again. Something that Mummy hate it while Daddy loves it. Mummy call it the "Stupid" Cup, coz according to her, it make a human look very gundoos. Why Gundoos? Well it is bcoz 25 Gundoos chasing after ONE BALL, thus making the human watching it A REAL GUNDOOS. So she told Daddy that he is a REAL STUPID GUNDOOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got very offended by her comments that he almost strangle her again. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hor yesterday night, while waiting to watch one of the match. Daddy actually wake me &amp;amp; try to make me play with him. HAHAHA so irritating. Tho I ever watch a match with Daddy before but I dun enjoy it. Just like wat Mummy said so Stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-115011285052573563?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/115011285052573563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=115011285052573563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115011285052573563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/115011285052573563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-fever.html' title='World Cup &quot;Fever&quot;'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114986083519393131</id><published>2006-06-09T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:47:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nasty Daddy, when can u stop nagging? Everyday only know how to nag. U are driving Mummy &amp; I crazy with ur nag. Why should u force Mummy to attend the church that she dun wish to attend? Why can't she attend the church she preferred? Then u accused her of not showing faith whereelse u have not been attanding church service for a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Come to think of it, all people around are bad. Even Daddy as well. Only Mummy remain kind to me, she feed me, bath me, walk me &amp;amp; keep me accompany most of the time, whereelse Daddy only know how to scold us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114986083519393131?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114986083519393131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114986083519393131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114986083519393131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114986083519393131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/nasty-daddy.html' title='Nasty Daddy'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114974164357113308</id><published>2006-06-08T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:51:48.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted Concern</title><content type='html'>Only Daddy &amp; Mummy are allow to show their care &amp;amp; concern for me. Other then that I dun think I need any extra from anyone. A stupid Aunty call and ask mummy abt me. Why she so kaypo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mummy got angry and tell her that her care &amp; concern are all not required. We dun need others to show their care &amp;amp; concern for us. Just leave us alone can already. Wat mummy said is right... the best way to chase these people away is to do things to upset them then they will leave us alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114974164357113308?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114974164357113308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114974164357113308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114974164357113308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114974164357113308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/unwanted-concern.html' title='Unwanted Concern'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114947657837647159</id><published>2006-06-05T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:02:58.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Daddy &amp; Mummy went to Popo house to fetch me. Glad to be home. But Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy look very tired. So am I. Mummy said Ah Gong look very peaceful like he is sleeping. Yes, he is sleeping, he is waiting for the Lord to wait him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live John 11:25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;復 活 在 我 、 生 命 也 在 我 ． 信 我 的 人 、 雖 然 死 了 、 也 必 復 活 ． 約 翰 11：25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114947657837647159?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114947657837647159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114947657837647159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114947657837647159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114947657837647159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114890350980509448</id><published>2006-05-29T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:51:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Ah Gong</title><content type='html'>Daddy's Daddy, my Ah Gong passaway this afternoon at 4 pm. Daddy &amp; Mummy are too sad for words now, so am I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Gong we will miss you forever &amp; ever and may we all be able to meet each other in the haven &amp;amp; please remember to meet us there ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114890350980509448?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114890350980509448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114890350980509448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114890350980509448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114890350980509448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye-ah-gong.html' title='Goodbye Ah Gong'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114882808386880786</id><published>2006-05-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:54:43.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Gong is waiting.</title><content type='html'>Actually Daddy &amp; Mummy promised to bring me to Church today but late morning Gugu Beka called. She says that Dr Yap finally agree to allow Ah Gong to be discharge so that he could spend the final few hours at home with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hor according to Mummy, Ah Gong is still alive &amp; waiting. Who is he waiting? Mummy said that he is waiting for Reverend Wong. He hope that Reverend Wong would preach the gospel to him one last time before he go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114882808386880786?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114882808386880786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114882808386880786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114882808386880786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114882808386880786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-gong-is-waiting.html' title='Ah Gong is waiting.'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114830498451880781</id><published>2006-05-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:37:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Gong is ready to go</title><content type='html'>Daddy came home this afternoon then rush out again. Then Mummy came home later than usual. She told me Ah Gong had a heart attack this morning and his situation does not look good. Most likely to go anytime now. So Mummy gave me a bath just now, wash all our clothes and mop the floor &amp;amp; pack the bag for going into JB anytime. But she promise me to be home everynight to keep me accompany.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114830498451880781?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114830498451880781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114830498451880781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114830498451880781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114830498451880781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-gong-is-ready-to-go.html' title='Ah Gong is ready to go'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114826146470747959</id><published>2006-05-22T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:31:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My outdoor Pix</title><content type='html'>On Vesak Day, mummy send me for an outdoor photo taking session. And here are some of the pixs taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_8938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/200/IMG_8938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_9046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/200/IMG_9046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/m6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/200/m6.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114826146470747959?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114826146470747959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114826146470747959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114826146470747959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114826146470747959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-outdoor-pix.html' title='My outdoor Pix'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114750249033166474</id><published>2006-05-13T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:51:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sick</title><content type='html'>This morning we when to the vet. The pretty doctor told mummy that i got kennel cough. No wondr I been coughing for 1 month. Poor me... &amp;amp; the nurse check my weight. OMG.. i lost 500 gm... Mummy say I die die also must put back these 500 gm, so after I recovered she will start pumping me with meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114750249033166474?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114750249033166474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114750249033166474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114750249033166474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114750249033166474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-sick.html' title='I am sick'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114740940487727854</id><published>2006-05-12T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:52:00.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Gong now in hospital!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy called saying Ah Gong got admitted to PSH. Doctor say not enough red blood cell. He sounded quite shock that the cancer cells makn the blood cell so fast. But clever mummy did not listen to all his crap. Mummy say no point listening to daddy coz she told him b4 that for Ah Gong's case he need blood transfusion anytime but they all nvr bother till now then panic. So mummy say she cant be bother, that time she told them they scold her &amp;amp; say she is cursing Ah Gong. NOW SERVE THEM RIGHT. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of Ah Gong, tonight the stupid Mother's Day Dinner is cancelled for Popo. Better still no need to see that stupid Popo. Mummy told me, Popo almost kill her 10 yrs ago with a bowl of bird nest. The stupid lady refuse to believe that mummy is allergy to bird nest. She force mummy to drink that bowl of bird nest. On the very night mummy got hospitalise. From then on mummy refuse to eat food cook by her for fear that she might end up in the hospital again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So mummy tell me each time we go over for dinner we must create some problem for them so they will not welcome as again. Wow mummy this is such a good excuse to avoid going over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114740940487727854?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114740940487727854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114740940487727854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114740940487727854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114740940487727854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-gong-now-in-hospital.html' title='Ah Gong now in hospital!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114733668665814634</id><published>2006-05-11T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:52:18.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy not home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Daddy not coming home tonight. Yeah!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dun have to see his face so good. And mummy told me she will not be going to Melaka coz she cant find a nice boarding place for me. She also say it is better not to go coz that old maid Gugu also going. We cant stand her - old maid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114733668665814634?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114733668665814634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114733668665814634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114733668665814634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114733668665814634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/daddy-not-home.html' title='Daddy not home....'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114726498118192113</id><published>2006-05-10T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:31:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!!!!!! Daddy &amp; Mummy getting divorce soon</title><content type='html'>Daddy eventually give in to mummy request to divorce when she slashed her arm &amp;amp; threaten to jump down just now but it can only be proceed when Ah Gong passaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy great job, why didn't u do more so Daddy can agree to divorce immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114726498118192113?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114726498118192113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114726498118192113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114726498118192113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114726498118192113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/yeah-daddy-mummy-getting-divorce-soon.html' title='Yeah!!!!!! Daddy &amp; Mummy getting divorce soon'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114723493257751759</id><published>2006-05-10T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:52:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving "House"</title><content type='html'>Mummy told me this morning she &amp; I will be moving "House" soon. We will be moving to the study room &amp;amp; let Daddy have the master bedroom. As the study room is the smallest room in the house thus, I hv to throw away most of my things &amp; keep thing as simple as poosible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mummy say the best thing abt this room is we will be able to make it dirty &amp;amp; messy coz Daddy cannot scold us anymore liao. coz this is the only area that he cannot enter. Yeah... Goodbye Daddy. I HATE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114723493257751759?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114723493257751759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114723493257751759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114723493257751759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114723493257751759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/moving-house.html' title='Moving &quot;House&quot;'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114717773287024209</id><published>2006-05-09T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:54:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka I hate U</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mummy told me just now that Ah Gong wanted to go Melaka for a short holiday. And mummy say if confirm going then I need to go to a boarding house, haizzzz. coz mummy will not be at home with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dun wish to go to boarding house leh. Mummy can u not go to Melaka? Melaka I hate UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114717773287024209?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114717773287024209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114717773287024209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114717773287024209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114717773287024209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/melaka-i-hate-u.html' title='Melaka I hate U'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114701684728484825</id><published>2006-05-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:59:44.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKC Dog Show Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Today is the SKC dog show day. Mummy wake me up early in the morning to bath me &amp; get me ready for the show. According to her, i got to participate in one of the fun event - Star Search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;But hor I nvr do her proud, coz i got kick out during the 1st round. haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Nvrmind lah, I meet a few new friends today, got Shem, Bobby, Jewel, Da Tou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;And Mickey also got come today. We took some pix together also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/lookthatway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/lookthatway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/lookingstraight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/lookingstraight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114701684728484825?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114701684728484825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114701684728484825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114701684728484825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114701684728484825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/skc-dog-show-day.html' title='SKC Dog Show Day'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114679115639459637</id><published>2006-05-05T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:59:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New IC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/pisic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/pisic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy show me my new IC yesterday. It is blue in colour - just like daddy's IC also blue. Only mummy's IC in Pink. But mummy say very soon hers will also be in blue. Then we will truely be one whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy says that she is looking around to get me a new di di or mei mei. Soon I will have a sibling. Yeah!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114679115639459637?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114679115639459637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114679115639459637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114679115639459637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114679115639459637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-new-ic.html' title='My New IC'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114666821844445924</id><published>2006-05-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:58:56.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooming Day</title><content type='html'>Mummy send me to Aunty Gloria's shop for grooming today. Uncle Augustine clip my nails for me and he praise me for being a good boy. And he aslso found 2 ticks on my paws, no wonders I fel so painful lah. All becoz of the ticks. But mvr mind now coz, they are gone liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shiok now coz all the unwanted hair all gone liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114666821844445924?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114666821844445924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114666821844445924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114666821844445924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114666821844445924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/grooming-day.html' title='Grooming Day'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114648018219600800</id><published>2006-05-01T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:54:52.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMP = Bruno Uni Millie Piston</title><content type='html'>BUM just went home...haiz I feel so sian now. Time pass so fast went they are staying here with me. Although Princess Chor Lor eat my share of dinner &amp;amp; her two Gor Gor also very big eater but hor i still feel very happy to have them as company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they are here, the four of us do everything together. We play together, sleep together now I so lonely again. But nvr mind lah, I will see Princess Chor Lor and her sleeping beauty Gor Gor on sunday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy say her short hair Gor Gor Uni very cute, I also not as cute as that Uni Gor Gor. And he also say Millie so sweet - because she cling onto him when he come home. I also can do it mah. Daddy next time when u come home i also cling onto you ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0120.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0120.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114648018219600800?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114648018219600800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114648018219600800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114648018219600800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114648018219600800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/05/bump-bruno-uni-millie-piston.html' title='BUMP = Bruno Uni Millie Piston'/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114615022080948025</id><published>2006-04-27T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:03:40.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy caned me yesterday just bcoz i pee on the sofa. Why must she caned me, i cannot lun oredi mah and daddy still sleeping so i pee on the sofa lor. Poor me, got scold by daddy &amp; caned by mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today Ah Gong, Ah Ma, Gugu Rebca, Gugu Joanne, Gugu Dada &amp; Gugu Jess &amp;amp; daddy when to the National Cancer Centre to see doctor. Uncle Doctor say Ah Gong's condition very no good. haiz... maybe same time next year Ah Gong will be at the Lord's House liao. Poor Ah Gong, I know he is sad to leave us. I also cannot bear to leave Ah Gong mah. But hor never mind lah Ah Gong, Christ will welcome you one. And u must also received us together with Jesus when we go to his house to stay ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114615022080948025?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114615022080948025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114615022080948025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114615022080948025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114615022080948025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/mummy-caned-me-yesterday-just-bcoz-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114580096469184622</id><published>2006-04-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:02:44.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sad Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mummy is very upset. Daddy keep scolding her over minor minor things. Mummy told me that we have to keep out of daddy's way so that he could not find fault with us. Poor mummy, always crying, why daddy like that always scold mummy &amp; me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy so you loves us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114580096469184622?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114580096469184622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114580096469184622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114580096469184622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114580096469184622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/sad-sunday-mummy-is-very-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114554256438620280</id><published>2006-04-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:18:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ah Gong &amp; Popo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah Gong &amp;amp; Popo both sick. Ah Gong got crystals growing in his liver. Popo talking to the air. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy told mummy yesterday Ah Gong's condition is no good. Doctor say not advisable to operate coz Ah Gong so old liao &amp; Ah Gong got heart bypass so they say very dangerous to go for another operation. Poor Ah Gong. I really like him alot. Each time he come to our house here in Singapore, he would play with me. I remember there is one time he actually took my pillow &amp;amp; slept on it. I got a hard time trying to get it back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Popo or my mummy's mummy... (shake head) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is a stubborn old lady. She live in the past not in the present... only know how to scold us. Always say we nvr care for her... how she wish Gong Gong still around then she will not feel so lonely. I dun like Popo cause everytime she come, she will lock me in the kitchen. She say feeding Mickey &amp; I are a waste of money. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, EeEe call and tell mummy that Popo duno for what likes to talk to the air in low pitch and when she realised that someone came along she will stop immediately &amp;amp; pretend that nothing happen. What is she trying to do? This stupid old lady, why is she not as likeable as Ah Gong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114554256438620280?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114554256438620280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114554256438620280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114554256438620280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114554256438620280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/ah-gong-pretend-that-nothing-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114536263561165026</id><published>2006-04-18T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:17:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah Gong is sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Daddy told mummy that ah gong is not feeling good. On sunday half way thru sunday service, Gugu Joanne got to send ah gong to hospital. Then 2 of ah gong's surgeon came &amp; do check up for him. They had x-ray taken for him as well. They say Ah Gong's liver got a few crystals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They tell Ah Mah &amp;amp; Gugu Joanne that ah gong condition not very good. They have schedule for ah gong to go for MRI scan tomorrow. Let us pray for Ah Gong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"May the Lord Jesus Christ, our heavenly father, watch over Ah Gong and blessed him with a few more blessed years. And may the Lord Jesus Christ our heavenly father may ease his pain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I prayed all these in Jesus name. Amen"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114536263561165026?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114536263561165026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114536263561165026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114536263561165026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114536263561165026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/ah-gong-is-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114517709663719258</id><published>2006-04-16T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:44:56.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Grooming Consort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday, Aunty Linda came and fetch me to go for grooming with Millie, the 'gentle' Princess. As my hair is still not long enough to cut, thus only Millie gets to cut. Nevermind lah, coz I am the Grooming Consort mah. I stay with her throughout her grooming session. Hope she will fall in love with me. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Aunty Linda &amp; Millie came to our house &amp;amp; I get to play with Millie. She is very avtive, just like me. I offered my Kibbles &amp; Yoghurt to her and she almost finish all my dinner. Mummy say nevermind lah, coz I am a boy must be more gentleman mah. Ok lor, but hor next time when I go to their house, I will also go &amp;amp; eat her kibbles. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of me &amp; the 'gentle' princess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We are good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I am trying to kiss Millie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aunty Linda dun beat me. I dun dare liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114517709663719258?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114517709663719258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114517709663719258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114517709663719258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114517709663719258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/grooming-consort.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114502077879505908</id><published>2006-04-14T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:19:38.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy say today is an important day to all Christian. So dun play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today actually got OT class 1. But hor duno why teacher today nvr prastice with me leh, instead he make me be a model to show uncle Jeff &amp;amp; aunty Jo how to make me do this do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend today. He is Ton Ton, a white colour schnauzer. He is so small size, I feel like he is my baby like tat. He so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is his picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114502077879505908?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114502077879505908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114502077879505908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114502077879505908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114502077879505908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114480597452803104</id><published>2006-04-12T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T09:39:34.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Training &amp; New friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mummy say this friday is my final OT class. Yeap!!!! Finally going to be over soon. I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And mummy say Aunty Jo will bring Ton Ton to our house on Friday. I am very excited abt it. I want to see Ton Ton so much, he look so cute in the pix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114480597452803104?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114480597452803104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114480597452803104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114480597452803104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114480597452803104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/training-new-friends-mummy-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114455203950519252</id><published>2006-04-09T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T11:07:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Mummy show me the photos that she bring Mickey &amp; I to take during our birthday. It is so nice, I look so handsome in it. (I not pai seh 1) Mummy say I will be going for another round of photo session with uncle Damien not month. Haiz, why always take picture... So boring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/piston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/piston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/piston%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/piston%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/pist&amp;%20mick1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/pist%26%20mick1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/pist&amp;amp;%20mick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/pist%26%20mick.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114455203950519252?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114455203950519252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114455203950519252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114455203950519252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114455203950519252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/mummy-show-me-photos-that-she-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114416581222201559</id><published>2006-04-04T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:50:12.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Daddy &amp; Mummy caned me yesterday. This is the 1st time they caned me. All because I drag out all the cushions from the sofa. But hor I really like to sleep on the cushion mah, it is so comfortable. I am really very upset. Why must mummy cane me, I love mummy very much. Now I hate her. Naughty mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Then later in the evening, mummy did a very scary thing, while quarrelling with daddy, mummy actually try strangle herself. Then bad daddy just continue with his mum mum &amp; never bother abt mummy. Then suddenly he just pull mummy hand away and he place his hand on mummy throat. Duno if daddy going to strangle mummy again or not. Now mummy's throat area got one patch of blue black. Poor mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And yesterday night, I broke mummy heart by refusing to sleep beside her. When she come &amp; sleep on the floor with me. Cannot blame me mah, coz she just caned me. I very angry &amp;amp; upset mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114416581222201559?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114416581222201559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114416581222201559&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114416581222201559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114416581222201559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/04/daddy-upset-mah.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114373423318545565</id><published>2006-03-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:57:13.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy told me just now, she have lost the will to live anymore. She say recently those are a few case of babies going to live with GOD. She say she too hope that GOD will call for her soon. But hor, she is worried about me. She say she doubt that daddy will love me like the way she love me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun understand a single word, when I ask mummy to explain. She only look t me with teary eyes. Can someobe tell me what happen to mummy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114373423318545565?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114373423318545565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114373423318545565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114373423318545565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114373423318545565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/mummy-told-me-just-now-she-have-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114364343661264221</id><published>2006-03-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T22:43:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Mummy say, I will not be seeing daddy for the next 2 days coz daddy go back to ah ma house. Because daddy went for dental surgery today. Mummy say got 6 stitches &amp; the tooth very long. EEEEEEEEEE must be very scary, i better dun see else tonight I will have nightmare. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But hor, daddy never come home also good lah, Then I can sleep on his bed liao. Yeah!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114364343661264221?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114364343661264221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114364343661264221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114364343661264221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114364343661264221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/mummy-say-i-will-not-be-seeing-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114345647434566259</id><published>2006-03-27T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:10:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Last Saturday mummy bring me &amp; Mickey to Aunty Gi's house for potluck. We had an enjoyable time there. I saw Rusty di di again, he look bigger liao, but still very big leh dunno why. I make new friends as well - Jojo, Simba, Bruno, Uni, Lady, Phoebe, Tara &amp;amp; Cookie... and and and a pretty girl call Belle. Mickey told me he also enjoy himself very much. coz yee yee seldom bring him go gai gai. So mummy bring him go gai gai he very happy. He make alots of new friend. And his favourite is baby Brownie. He say she is so beautiful. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_4785.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_4785.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/1600/IMG_4780.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1258/2313/320/IMG_4780.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114345647434566259?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114345647434566259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114345647434566259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114345647434566259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114345647434566259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-saturday-mummy-bring-me-cookie.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114285468855226527</id><published>2006-03-20T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:39:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don't know why, mummy is so good to me these few days. She remove the gate at the kitchen, now i am able to roam freely while daddy &amp;amp; mummy are at work. Hope mummy will not put the gate back. I like to move about freely in the house. I don't wish to live in the kitchen, kitchen so hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114285468855226527?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114285468855226527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114285468855226527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114285468855226527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114285468855226527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-know-why-mummy-is-so-good-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114260358855897140</id><published>2006-03-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:53:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Mummy, I am hungry can i have food please!!! But mummy ignore me. All thanks to the my teacher, he tell mummy to take away my dinner just because I turn to take a look at something. He tell mummy only to give me food tomorrow morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114260358855897140?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114260358855897140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114260358855897140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114260358855897140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114260358855897140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/mummy-i-am-hungry-can-i-have-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114242419791166612</id><published>2006-03-15T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T20:04:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy told me yesterday Xiao Bai had gone to a far away place and will not be coming back anymore. I ask her why but she only cry and hug me tight tight. Mummy say we can never see Xiao Bai anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss Xiao Bai, when can I see him again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simidaiji.com/gallery/content/family/xiaobai/goodbyexiaobai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="89" alt="" src="http://www.simidaiji.com/gallery/content/family/xiaobai/goodbyexiaobai1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114242419791166612?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114242419791166612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114242419791166612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114242419791166612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114242419791166612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/mummy-told-me-yesterday-xiao-bai-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114208193510056851</id><published>2006-03-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:58:55.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I am very tired coz got lesson again. Teacher say I very clever. But hor he say something like 'Mind Development' I dun understand leh. Ask mummy but she never tell me, just ask me eat more ginko nut.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114208193510056851?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114208193510056851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114208193510056851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114208193510056851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114208193510056851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-i-am-very-tired-coz-got-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22696806.post-114186562313701060</id><published>2006-03-09T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T08:53:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This morning daddy scold mummy again. He say she is spending too much time on me. And neglect other thing like household chore, watch TV &amp; talk to him. Why do adult like talking? Can't they be like us, play, sleep &amp;amp; eat only.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning I got behave myself, I follow mummy into the toilet and I pee behind the shower screen. ANd Mummy Praise me. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22696806-114186562313701060?l=pistonnmummy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/feeds/114186562313701060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22696806&amp;postID=114186562313701060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114186562313701060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22696806/posts/default/114186562313701060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pistonnmummy.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-morning-daddy-scold-mummy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Piston the Drooling King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07811318645651778855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d154/plchiang/thpistond.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
