<?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-7700321354489263690</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:35:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-4481645897710495619</id><published>2010-01-11T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:27:33.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Switched!</title><content type='html'>I have moved to &lt;br /&gt;http://solelyhoney.weebly.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-4481645897710495619?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4481645897710495619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=4481645897710495619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/4481645897710495619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/4481645897710495619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2010/01/switched.html' title='Switched!'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-1093452066671056287</id><published>2010-01-04T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:16:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-OK in my Belly</title><content type='html'>No I definitely won’t blabber how good or bad 2009 have been for me, neither am I going to reveal what are my resolutions for 2010. Tell me who doesn’t want a good year ahead?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I’m grateful for what life has for me now. Alhamdulillah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if i have been pregnant forever at this point. It is hard to imagine being pregnant for another ten weeks though, and baby-love still has a lot of growing and developing to do! Baby-love is 1.6kg now. Thank Allah that all his scans have shown that he is normal and happily eating like no other. HAHA! My weight has reach 53kg from 43kg. Tell me about it! The weight that I gain is made up of my baby, placenta, blood supply, uterus, breasts, fat, water storage and amniotic fluid. And the weight doesn’t stop increasing yet. In fact, over the next 10 weeks, baby-love will be more than double in weight, or even come close to tripling. Growth spurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel clumsier than normal, which is perfectly understandable. Not only that I am heavier now, but the concentration of weight in my pregnant belly causes a shift in my center of gravity. Plus, thanks to hormonal changes, my ligaments are more lax, so my joints are looser, which may also contribute to my balance being a bit off, which therefore result to clumsiness, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have I mentioned that I’m already experiencing baby-love’s big kicks, poking elbows or even jabbed by his knee? &lt;br /&gt;He even swishes and rolls. I am not kidding! It’s truly an awesome experience all in all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m now counting my weeks, nearing the delivery date. It’s gonna be pretty soon before I actually realises it. &lt;br /&gt;Much prayers for a smooth delivery, insya’Allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me now because I have feeding to do. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Hani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-1093452066671056287?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1093452066671056287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=1093452066671056287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/1093452066671056287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/1093452066671056287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-in-my-belly.html' title='A-OK in my Belly'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-3003783841472233509</id><published>2009-12-16T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:29:23.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful, indeed.</title><content type='html'>...and so we've reach almost our 8th month as a married couple, pursuing happiness, guiding each other through our sacrifices, adoring time spent together and most importantly, eagerly waiting for our little one to be born. Such a lovely experience isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lovely as it is, this you must know, that the journey isn’t as smooth sailing as it may seem. Sacrifices in different kinds of angle, is indeed a true companion. As an individual, I had a thought of all good things that would come my way. The bundle of joy that I could foresee in having this little child of mine wasn’t the only issue that should be having in my mind. I paid less attention to the other side of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first trimester wasn’t fun at all, mind you; Sleepless nights, lack of appetite, endless vomiting and nausea, extreme discomfort in any position and any time of the day. Nothing just seems so right. I stood patience, endured and kept praying for things to get better. Thank God baby-love was such a strong baby. Tell me about it. I was even playing touch rugby when (I didn’t know) I was 2 weeks pregnant. God’s will, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much grateful that I have such a supportive family who gave their endless support, especially Mama, who never fail to guide me thru this almost-motherhood period. Not forgetting my lovely husband, who might not have all the time for me due to his working schedule, but definitely had done that much for us to keep going. His endless love for me that cannot be compared to another, keeps me on track indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m almost 7 months pregnant, I realise how speedy time passed. Like was it just the other day I got married? And was it just yesterday that I was told I am pregnant? Now what’s striking my dazing mind is, AM I GIVING BIRTH IN 3 MONTHS TIME (insya’Allah)? Honestly, things did come by in just a glance, didn’t they? I was just about to blend into the fact that I am married, then come pregnancy and now I’m nearing delivery. And before I know it, I would already be cuddling my little son. OH DEAR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my heart speaks, BLISS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I’m getting all excited to welcome my little one to this world. So are the people around me. Love and I have done our shopping for baby-love. We definitely had a whole lot of fun looking at how we’ll dress him up with his oh-so-boy rompers, his cute little booties and mittens, those little caps that could fit an adult’s fist, and all the miscellaneous such as his milk bottles and pacifiers, his comfy diapers and all those lotions, shampoo, etc. Oh! Not forgetting, do you know that Body Shop now has collections for babies? Love bought his little one a set of it. How lovely!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting part is preparing the nursery room for baby-love. We’re now deciding on what colour we should paint and what furniture should we buy for the room? Mama is also sharing this happiness with us. So we happy-happy decide together. In fact, my whole family shopped together in IMM the other day. SO SYIOK, I tell you. Thank you, you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby-love, you’re getting the best from us, boy! And I define the best as not the most expensive or branded of all, but the one that’s worth buying for our little one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOH! I think I am back to being very optimistic. I must be aware that all things aren’t going to come along with joy but also sacrifice. Well well, that’s what we call life, isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d love to pen my smiles further, but it seems that my mind needs a rest at this point. Not to worry as I still have about 3 months to share my joy before the date strike! HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy needs to hit the sack now. So does baby-love.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, earthlings. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-3003783841472233509?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3003783841472233509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=3003783841472233509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/3003783841472233509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/3003783841472233509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/12/grateful-indeed.html' title='Grateful, indeed.'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-2809653522749152068</id><published>2009-10-21T09:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:25:41.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running to November</title><content type='html'>Oh my, here we are. Mr Month of October already strikes its cord quite some time ago till I realise that the month is even ending. Time flies so fast each day and the next thing you know we are already nearing the end of the year. And there's still so much things that I need/need to do, doesn’t matter whether it's a priority in life or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m almost five months pregnant now. It’s interesting to see myself growing as a pregnant woman, though not as much (read: for the time being). Many of you have already buzzed my ears with, “Are you sure you’re pregnant?”, “Where’s your tummy?” and “Is your baby growing?” HAHA, no worries at all heaps, by the time baby-love strike six months or so (in the tummy), you will see me getting much wider than you actually expect. If not, then I am a hell lucky woman on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost three kilograms of my weight during the first trimester of my pregnancy and I have gained it all back during the blissful month of Syawal. Thank God; I am still able to get on my limbs to do the household chores which I’ve already find passion in. They aren’t so bad after all.  I, of course, depend a lot on my assistant, Mr Washing Machine for the endless laundry. He have never complaint or vent anger when I dump all the smelly, dirty clothes in. He has been very nice and completes his job on time. Thank you MR WM. I also don’t crave for any particular foods which also lessen the burden for people around me. Just so to see me happy, feed me with good food I love. I’m sure gonna smile wide and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I sooo can’t wait for November for the next scan to see how baby-love is doing in there and insya’allah, to know his/her gender!!! Oh please November come quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Hani.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-2809653522749152068?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2809653522749152068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=2809653522749152068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/2809653522749152068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/2809653522749152068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/10/running-to-november.html' title='Running to November'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-5780962523679544901</id><published>2009-09-30T14:42:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:20:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on Syawal</title><content type='html'>I barely jot a dot on this dusty page for the past weeks. I was a little off tempo, aren’t I?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I’m hooked in embarking this journey called life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been well, people. Not that I was busy in that sense, but like I said, I was hooked in embarking this blissful life, as a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a wife and soon to be mummy. I somehow wonder, did i pressed the fast forward button of life?! Believe it or not, i'm still trying to make myself believe. HAHA. Now, that too makes Ramadhan and Syawal this year a little different than any other years. It’s a different feeling altogether, really. Simply blessed. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m very much contented for what it is now. Well, life isn’t just a smooth sailing journey where things are just as simple, but somehow, those challenges are ones that got me smiling at the end of the road. Take it easy, we live life just once. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a deeper note, i hope it's not too late for me to kindly wish you all a blissful Aidilfitri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mohon maaf, zahir dan batin. May you always be blessed by Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great Lebaran with your loved ones people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* this entry is perhaps here for the sake of being here. (:&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/7700321354489263690-5780962523679544901?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5780962523679544901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=5780962523679544901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/5780962523679544901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/5780962523679544901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-on-syawal.html' title='Back on Syawal'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-3205486393592502142</id><published>2009-09-02T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:08:16.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redha</title><content type='html'>It strikes when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad, it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that patience is by me, with much prayers, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;redha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-3205486393592502142?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3205486393592502142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=3205486393592502142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/3205486393592502142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/3205486393592502142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/09/redha.html' title='Redha'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-4147493028967163776</id><published>2009-08-03T21:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:17:37.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventh Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby-Love is between 4-5mm now and by the end of the week it will more than doubled to 11 to 13 mm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, this week, Baby-Love will undergo an amazing growth spurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby-Love’s leg and arm buds are longer now and they have divided into segments where the hands and feet will be. The hands and feet also have an area where the fingers and toes will begin to form. At this point of the pregnancy, the heart is bulging from the body and it has divided into right and left chambers. The brain's hemispheres are continuing to grow and the air passages into the lungs are visible. Baby-love's eyes are beginning to get pigment. The nose is developing and the beginning of the face can be seen. The baby's abdomen is developing quickly and the appendix and pancreas are already present. Baby-Love’s digestive tract is beginning to form and the hindgut is present. Interesting isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I have not grown oh-so-wide just yet, not just because Baby-Love is still very tiny, but I have also been nauseous and not eating well, therefore my weight has decreased. It’ll only be a matter of time before I grow any wider! I know most of you are waiting to see that! HAH! How mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia. I’m already having trouble sleeping. Probably anxiety, fear, worry or simply feeling excited about baby-love makes it difficult for my mind to "switch off" when I go to bed. My body temperature increases at most nights, which sometimes lead to fever. Moreover when love goes off to work on night shifts, I’m more likely to be wide awake the entire night. It may be easier said than done. I am still trying to develop a positive attitude so that I do not become overly worried about not sleeping. I take a nap in the daytime (if time permits me to do so) so that I will be topping up on the sleep I have lost at night. I get tired in the end, trying to adapt to all of it. Seriously, adapting to pregnancy and the hormonal changes isn’t that easy afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also see myself developing a bit of a split personality – feeling moody at this hour and joyful the next. I am far from being myself, though I have always tried. Unsettling as this is, but what I am going through are perhaps the natural remedies for most pregnant women. Fluctuating hormones, yes, it causes all that. With much prayer, I really hope to get back to track as much as I love who I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for such a lovely husband who stood very patient by me regardless of time. Overtime eh, dear? He help me do the household chores in times he knew I needed my rest. He prepares me the Anmum Pregnancy Milk along with the Cadbury Chocolate Drink just so it tastes so much better. He arranges the tablets I need to take for the pregnancy just so I don’t eat the wrong tablets at the wrong time. He hugs me to pray ‘selawat’ when he feels that my mood swings negatively. He cuddles me to sleep in times he knew I am so deprive of it. And all of these, he did it with no complains. I’m very much grateful. Though the pregnancy is only at its first trimester, it is the critical period of any pregnancy, but love makes it all feel so easy and comfortable, somehow. From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much, dearest. I know it isn’t easy to handle all of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers to Allah for a safe and healthy pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;Insya'Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-4147493028967163776?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4147493028967163776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=4147493028967163776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/4147493028967163776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/4147493028967163776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventh-week.html' title='Seventh Week'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-7126122589504372917</id><published>2009-08-01T03:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:25:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone Too Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to extend my heartfelt condolences on the untimely death of Rickieno, a dear friend to many of us.&lt;br /&gt;It was really a great loss to all who knew him. May Allah give your family courage and strength through this tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Yama,&lt;br /&gt;At this time in one’s life, it is important to remain strong and to remember your friends are there with you&lt;br /&gt;through your tough time. I know it is difficult today to see beyond the sorrow, but looking back in memory&lt;br /&gt;may help comfort you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for his soul to rest in peace. Much prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond words, i'm feeling, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Hani (on behalf of the PASRAHS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-7126122589504372917?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7126122589504372917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=7126122589504372917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/7126122589504372917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/7126122589504372917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/08/gone-too-soon.html' title='Gone Too Soon'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-6080417422511330658</id><published>2009-07-17T20:46:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:24:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way to a Man's Heart is through His Stomach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal goal would be the perfect chef for my husband, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved collecting recipes from blogs. I even bought a few recipe books which were sadly placed on the highest shelf only to be flip very rarely or even borrow mum her piles of recipes which she have long retired from holding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let’s just put it as I am someone who has always been interested in diet and nutrition, or cook. Unfortunately, I will only translate that passion into practice as and when my ‘chef-mood’ strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, since it's love's off day, he went fishing without bringing home any sort of fishes but fortunately, MUSSELS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh-so-fresh MUSSELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went home from work, surprised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“How to keep those? (I know they can’t be kept for long) Who’s gonna cook?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He answered with a mean grin, “YOU!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I frowned a little, and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweetheart, lucky those were not CRABS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(If those were, i'd probably scratch my head and end up just cooking them in soup too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it was the Soup of Mussels that i've made today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A simple dish to fill the day with smiles and happiness. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to my lovely husband who caught them himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(with fine cuts on his palms afterwhich). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love you dearest. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-6080417422511330658?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6080417422511330658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=6080417422511330658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/6080417422511330658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/6080417422511330658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/07/way-to-mans-heart-is-through-his.html' title='The Way to a Man&apos;s Heart is through His Stomach'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-5643223497795130010</id><published>2009-07-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:07:24.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little of Mrs Wife</title><content type='html'>Every wife's challenge is to do something we love and at the same time have a fulfilling family life. I am feeling a great degree of happiness right now because the current situation allows for that integration. At this very moment, I am feeling very secure, so solid in my decision and so adamant that this is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision to start shift work all over again isn’t that easy. Thank God its only two shifts, not three. The thought of marriage life and its responsibilities simply do not add ease to it either. Sacrifices have to be made to gain many benefits, isn’t it? Its not gonna be easy altogether. Tawakal. I also have put a stop to school though psychology was pretty much my subject interest, as the school have neglected trust. That, I shall not say any further as it’ll frustrates me for my planned in further upgrading myself have turned to thrash! Very forgiving I am, now that shall not interfere in my walk to Plan B. Life, I will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always crave for a creative outlet to throw my boundless energy in, especially when love is out for work and I’m done with the wifey work, I have plain fun times with myself. Where? The influence of FB and blogs and of course, those favourite shops I endlessly step in for more clothes. I am not a fashionista, mind you, but I have this (bad, no) habit of retail therapy more often than anything else. My responsibilities as a wife, however, should not be neglected. I do have fun but I have my reasons to put them away for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m no perfect wife. It is an interesting journey I’m in now, taking little baby steps in learning the most out of it. I am still learning to cook a perfect dish. I am not a fulltime chef but thank God love is not choosy of the food he eats. We often have simple dishes at home or we’ll dine out for a different ambience altogether. Nevertheless, my personal goal would be the perfect chef for my husband. Other than that, we take initiative in doing the housework and so forth. Fortunately, I do not have to go through ALL the stress to do everything on my own. Thank you, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! My sister-in-law is pregnant! My prayers syukur to Allah that I’ll soon be Auntie Hani! For now, we’ll call the little baby in the tummy Baby Farsha (Farhan &amp;amp; Aisha) while the parents think of an appropriate name for him or her. Oh Hani don’t be too excited. We don’t even know what gender the baby is. CEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, I am very contented with the way things are working out in my life. It definitely won’t go as smooth as anyone would want life to be, but I am grateful with what it is now. Slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I thereby hit the sack to rest those lovely eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I gotta wake up in less than 3 hours for the next fishing trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-5643223497795130010?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5643223497795130010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=5643223497795130010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/5643223497795130010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/5643223497795130010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-of-mrs-wife.html' title='A Little of Mrs Wife'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7700321354489263690.post-2911673721376799273</id><published>2009-07-11T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:38:54.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheer Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Getting all dressed up in a pretty dress unlike any other days and post a position as a wife now wasn't what i was all excited about. It is simply the day i call meaningful and the years gone through with much strength and support. Such a sheer bliss. Sure it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From our friendship right up to the engagement and then the marriage, or must i say up till date, along the years, i am sure there are hundreds of you who have dedicated in a way or another to these two souls, Syam &amp;amp; Hani. I certainly have a long long overwhelming list to dedicate my heartfelt thanks to the ones who made it possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course, i would start praying syukur to Allah for the blessings and He who permits things to happen in all angles. Alhamdulillah. And not forgetting, thanking the two most important people in my life, my dearest parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will not start thanking one by one on this particular post. I know the list will go on and on and i am not going to bore you with that. Guess it is not appropriate for me to go this simple way in just thanking you through just this page, right? If time and place permits me to, i shall thank you personally alright. Insya'allah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The wedding was filled with joy and colourful moments I call fruitful; the pleasantly served food, the beautiful array of gifts and the truckload of people. I felt so special all over again. I was not able to step out of my lovely room at certain point time (it was minutes before the solemnisation) due to some rules or tradition i had to respect. Nevertheless, the company i had in the room by Suhaila, Ruhyani and some others who went in for a moment or so, have kept me comfortable. I was entertained much with the camwhore, chit chats and craps of the lovely ladies. They never fail to keep me warm and secured in times when i had palpitations when those fingers got cold and trembled. That feeling i must say, led me flying in the air of love. Butterfly is misery? Oh no, not this time around. Those butterflies kept me nervous and excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as i dislike putting on thick make-up on my face, i did not cared much about it. As long as i look acceptionally fine. I did not want anything to affect me in any way. All i cared was to spent time with the people, share the happiness, enjoy the day full of love, joy and meaning. Oh, no words could ever describe what i felt on that very day. It's way beyond words. My lips were too tired to boot, SMILING. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have over thousands of pictures to upload, so those that i'll upload in the multiply-album are just bits of it, but you'll have a clear picture of the whole event, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two hard copy albums related to the wedding that should remain exclusive for others to view. It’s made in a special form, solely edited by the cameraman himself, Uncle Rahmat, with his skills of photography and pictures arranged in such a unique way in a special kind of album. The video, however, is still awaiting from Abang Zamberi A. Patah. He have eight tapes to edit on the whole event. Woah, tell me about it. I'd rather not rush him before my video goes haywire.HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartfelt thanks once again to every single one who have gave me endless support and doa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Hani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7700321354489263690-2911673721376799273?l=solelyhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2911673721376799273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7700321354489263690&amp;postID=2911673721376799273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/2911673721376799273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7700321354489263690/posts/default/2911673721376799273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://solelyhoney.blogspot.com/2009/07/sheer-bliss.html' title='Sheer Bliss'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06753150241099725323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGlRS4Ef9-s/S0bLgYl9PAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-e9hHbyecCc/S220/honey.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
