Carrot in my throat and wag flaving

I woke up with a sore throat. Must be the carrot cake for it was oh-so sweet. Note to self: Must reduce the sugar next time.

Sent Laukong to the airport. He's off to KL to get his Nigerian visa sorted out. Hopefully all will go well. First-born insisted on seeing his Datuk after the airport send-off. He got overly excited when he saw the Brunei flag on Gramp's car and insisted that he wants one as well. Gramps took pity on him and managed to "kikis" the flag off his car. Poor Gramps - he sheepishly confessed that he has been meaning to take the flag off anyway so just as well. Unfortunately Gramps is not a good liar.

Brought First-born to Euro Classic (yes, the staff still follow you around like you're the next shoplifter). When we went back to our car - lo and behold we found a flag stuck to our car! Imagine! First-born was well pleased and commented some poor guy had been so kind to stick a flag on our car while it was raining. Ah bless. I see Obi-Wan has taught you well.

The world this week:
Harry Potter naked? Britney bald? What is the world coming to? Or am I just getting old?

Carrot cake at the end of the stick: Brunei style

Went over to my aunt's house for a long-overdue carrot cake making session. It was fun spending time with my cousins. Happy to say that the carrot cake's life was short-lived. Meaning to say that it was a big hit - -especially Laukong who had absolutely no shame - nor remorse - in stuffing himself.