<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760</id><updated>2009-10-09T09:23:57.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Climbing in Stilettoes !</title><subtitle type='html'>doing the impossibles...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-1365497815201830593</id><published>2008-02-27T14:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:05.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 8 weeks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is my first egg meal !!!! who would guess i survived the '44-days pantang' that the malays has been practising. and i survived even more !!!! pheww !!! a pat on my back, man !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171551509528395666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R8UKsqcTP5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-QPAEYPg4og/s200/omellete1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my delicious breakfast today.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;actually i was surprised to see my mom preparing the omelette for me this morning.... i thought she would NEVER let me eat eggs again !! hah ! seafood is still far off sight... but it's a progress !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh... i'm dreaming of lobsters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5426400852527380760-1365497815201830593?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1365497815201830593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=1365497815201830593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/1365497815201830593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/1365497815201830593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/02/after-8-weeks.html' title='after 8 weeks....'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R8UKsqcTP5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/-QPAEYPg4og/s72-c/omellete1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-7726440464972685779</id><published>2008-02-27T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:06.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been too long !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...since i even open tis blog ! see what my work has done to me ? i'm drowningg....... urrgghh... ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it's nice to be back at work.... kinda miss it too (just being honest, Shu!). it's hardly my third week back at work but it feels like months already ! still catching up, though.... a lot of changes and progress has gone by and i'm kinda having difficulties to catch-up. so blur !!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, kudos to my assistant who has been doing a great job covering my workload. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171544375587716994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R8UENacTP4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/mb3IFW2RYis/s200/DSC09704a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my unusually tidy desk....(sigh!) trust me, tis is a rare sight !!!&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/5426400852527380760-7726440464972685779?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7726440464972685779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=7726440464972685779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/7726440464972685779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/7726440464972685779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-too-long.html' title='it&apos;s been too long !'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R8UENacTP4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/mb3IFW2RYis/s72-c/DSC09704a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-1932375839197702604</id><published>2008-02-02T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sole Searching</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162224596227405186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6Pn62zrNYI/AAAAAAAAADo/WGjdLHiJjbE/s200/1_33872_ZM.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been looking around for the perfect pair of flat pumps. i need a pair (or 2 !) to get back to work - need to stay off high-heels for a while; plus a good excuse to get a brand new wardrobe change ! wink! wink !!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know Robinson's has a good selection...but i couldn't decide which one i like. i love them all !!!! or even which colour. one of each perhaps ? hah! hmm..... any suggestions ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6Prp2zrNcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UZ6ko99tY24/s1600-h/RX_RL00360PA_OLV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162228702216140226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6Prp2zrNcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/UZ6ko99tY24/s200/RX_RL00360PA_OLV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PrHGzrNaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zMIAvN50UD4/s1600-h/pl519647-02p01v01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162228105215686050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PrHGzrNaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zMIAvN50UD4/s200/pl519647-02p01v01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162228465992938930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PrcGzrNbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LgnTDrkrG5k/s200/RX_RL00548MT_BRZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PtzGzrNeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nsh9ds1nGIk/s1600-h/1_25614_ZM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162231060153185762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PtzGzrNeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nsh9ds1nGIk/s200/1_25614_ZM.jpg" width="161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PteGzrNdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XQ6_Yr_IYYg/s1600-h/RX_RT53340SA_GRY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162230699375932882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6PteGzrNdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/XQ6_Yr_IYYg/s200/RX_RT53340SA_GRY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5426400852527380760-1932375839197702604?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1932375839197702604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=1932375839197702604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/1932375839197702604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/1932375839197702604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/02/soles-searching.html' title='Sole Searching'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R6Pn62zrNYI/AAAAAAAAADo/WGjdLHiJjbE/s72-c/1_33872_ZM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-6133637795184595533</id><published>2008-01-29T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Theraphy.... aaaahh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i finally got the 'green light' to go out last weekend and the first thing i dragged hubby to is the MALLs !!! yess... and i feel sooooo much better ! it felt like forever !!! i did some surfing on the latest 'hot stuff' in the 3-weeks 'recuperating' at home, but nothing beats to seeing and touching and smelling the real thing urself !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though i still can't walk at my usual pace and there's this occasional 'ouch! and erkk!' pain, i managed to go to the shops i know i NEEDED to visit. this time i had to plan my visit, unlike the usual ruthless walking around on every level and entering every shop (well, almost). i even told hubby where to park - coz i know at the end of the day, i'd be just too tired to walk. and so we started with the furthest from the car and walk back. good planning, huh ? hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i ended up buying nothing for myself - i just couldnt decide : which handbag to get and what colour of the shoes to buy; they all looked so good on me and unfortunately hubby said 'just 1'. sob...sob.... (hubby's my 'wardrobe-keeper/auditor'; he says i have too many of everything...huhu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R56l9GzrNXI/AAAAAAAAADg/YslrVsqUB4E/s1600-h/Copy%2520of%2520Girl%2520shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160744692231124338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R56l9GzrNXI/AAAAAAAAADg/YslrVsqUB4E/s200/Copy%2520of%2520Girl%2520shopping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i have 2 more weeks (i decided to return to the office with a brand new look - thus brand new wardrobe! haha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yesterday i had the opportunity to taste what it's like to go shopping - or rather window-shopping - on a week day. and it was a monday. it was so cool as all the shops are empty and u can count that there's hardly 10 people/shoppers in the whole mall !!! u get the whole shop to urself and the attention is on u. no need going 'excuse me...err, hello, can u help me'; u know, chasing the shop assistants to get ur shoe size or ask for other colours, blablabla.  this time around, they come to u with a big smile and greetings ! (of course i'm referring to the department stores and regular shops, not the big boutiques!) and it felt even better when remembering that most of my frens are working on their 'monday blues' ! hah !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was more like shopping with the senior-citizens, actually. well, all the the other citizens are either working or in school, so this is the best time for them to shop. and i went there with the courtesy of my parents - still not allowed to drive -  and since they wanted to go grocery shopping, i hopped on. my dad doesn't like the crowd. so lucky them, they have 5 full days to choose from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was pretty tiring actually, walking at slow pace. but i take it as an exercise that i very much need. isn't that a good excuse. ya... think about it. it's dangerous to walk alone outside, u know, kidnappers and rappers and haven't u heard about the 'green-house' effect, the ozone layer thinning and all the UV rays are going straight to ur skin and the air...oh ! i don't even know where to start about the air ! and gyms are expensive ! why do u wanna pay when u can get free exercise the malls ! haha.... and it makes u feel good too.... isn't that just what u need - healthy body and peaceful mind ?.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so now u'll have to excuse me as i need to plan for my next stop.... wink! wink !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/5426400852527380760-6133637795184595533?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6133637795184595533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=6133637795184595533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/6133637795184595533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/6133637795184595533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/retail-theraphy-aaaahh.html' title='Retail Theraphy.... aaaahh....'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R56l9GzrNXI/AAAAAAAAADg/YslrVsqUB4E/s72-c/Copy%2520of%2520Girl%2520shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-8177291973219311522</id><published>2008-01-22T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:07.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>₤  vs  RM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YWVsX6pBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Iq75-Nox3g8/s1600-h/pound+vs+rm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158334985144017938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YWVsX6pBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Iq75-Nox3g8/s400/pound+vs+rm.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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YTScX6o8I/AAAAAAAAACo/1rbc6u5W4UM/s1600-h/pound+vs+rm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;isn't it sad ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5426400852527380760-8177291973219311522?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8177291973219311522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=8177291973219311522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/8177291973219311522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/8177291973219311522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/vs-rm.html' title='₤  vs  RM'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YWVsX6pBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Iq75-Nox3g8/s72-c/pound+vs+rm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-244180188453344563</id><published>2008-01-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craving for omelettes !...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YLksX6o7I/AAAAAAAAACg/-h3mU96VA1c/s1600-h/perfect+omelette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158323148214150066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YLksX6o7I/AAAAAAAAACg/-h3mU96VA1c/s200/perfect+omelette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;make that seafood omelette. huh ? ya... i'm craving for both ! i'm in a very strict 'after-surgery' diet and i have not been allowed to eat eggs, seafood and red meat for 16 days ! (sigh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.. and today i watched Gordon Ramsay teach Joan Collins cook cheese omelette in under 2 minutes ! hah ! perfect !!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2 more weeks..... just 2 more weeks....&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/5426400852527380760-244180188453344563?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/244180188453344563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=244180188453344563' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/244180188453344563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/244180188453344563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/craving-for-omelettes.html' title='craving for omelettes !...'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5YLksX6o7I/AAAAAAAAACg/-h3mU96VA1c/s72-c/perfect+omelette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-3422984932477198117</id><published>2008-01-20T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for McDreamy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6oyI/AAAAAAAAABA/oZM_LMX1vyc/s1600-h/ep109_01_240x360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157437766475883298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="186" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6oyI/AAAAAAAAABA/oZM_LMX1vyc/s200/ep109_01_240x360.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The funniest thing happened at the most crucial time of my stay at the hospital...... the day of the surgery !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5.30 am - the nurse came in to wake me and gave me shots (ouch!!!) so that i can empty my bladder and bowel and wash up and prepare for the surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6.00 am - the nurse came in again to make sure i have settled down and gave me another shot (double ouch !!). it's a sedation shot so to make me calm down and relax. i guess i needed that. then she tucked me in and put up the bed rails. after she left, i called hubby and as expected, he and my mom is stucked in the rush hour jam. so i guess i wont be seeing them before the surgery.... huhu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6.20 am - the nurse came in yet again.... this time, she said, 'ok, we're going down'. but at that time the meds had really kick-in so i just smiled.... bcoz i know i'd be screaming and kicking and insisting to wait for my hubby and my mom !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and so the journey began....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as she and another attendant, lady attendant (sigh!); was pushing me out of the room, into the lift to watever floor, then pushed me into somewhere very far into the hospital... i couldn't stop myself from thinking "hey ! this is just like the scenes in Grey's Anatomy !" hah ! yeah ! i was half-awake, fully sedated and thinking of McDreamy !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then the nurse stopped at a counter and another nurse came in. i swear she would be Bailey if not for the height ! (ya, she was so much taller). She sounded like her, esp with her scrub attire and surgical cap ! after going thru the checklist, yet again; she asked "is this your signature on the consent form ?" and i remember thinking "does she know i've been sedated and i might not be very concious to give the right answer?? what if it's not my signature but i said yes ? i can sue u !" hihi.... but i just said yes. of course it's my signature. hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and so she started pushing my bed again. this time through doors. yes, more scenes of Grey's Anatomy. and ER ! (i know.... at this point Shu Wei would be saying 'u've watched to much tv girl !!!') then she stopped and 'parked' my bed by the side wall and said 'tun&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6ozI/AAAAAAAAABI/SQvUftQJvig/s1600-h/mcsteamy_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157437766475883314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="140" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6ozI/AAAAAAAAABI/SQvUftQJvig/s200/mcsteamy_2.JPG" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ggu kejap yea. kita tunggu doctor datang'. i knew they pushed me to early as my surgery is scheduled at 8am. at that point i guess it's hardly 7am. and then the dreaming began.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6ozI/AAAAAAAAABI/SQvUftQJvig/s1600-h/mcsteamy_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;more and more nurses and doctors and maybe interns came in and walked pass my bed, all are wearing their surgery attire or shall i say like they call in the movies - their scrubs ! hah ! they look cool. or at least i hope they do. coz i actually didnt get to look at any face !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;some time later.... i was wheeled into the OT. this time, for real. it was cold and there's clanking sound of their equipments being prepared. i stared at the huge round spotlight above me and i saw a window-pane on the ceiling. wait a minute !!! is that a preview window ? just like the one in Grey's (again!) !!! oh no, maybe some cute interns are there... and they're gonna watch me being sliced alive... and naked !! oh well, at this point i think they must have seen enuff ! and i know my surgeon is no McDreamy; but wait, where are the interns who'll be helping my surgeon ? or is there another attending doctor ? any McSteamy ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then my anasthetic doctor - who had earlier greeted me and asked 'how are u doing this morning, Majmin ?' and yes, again i wanted to say.... 'hello... they're cutting me up, how do u think i'll be feeling ???' but of course i just nodded and smile..... (yes, roll those eyes!) - now he said 'ok majmin, are you ready ?' this time, no thinking. i just closed my eyes and i was out in 2 secs flat. i think i was out way before the meds get to kick-in. hah ! so much for my semi-councious wishes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157438273282024274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmyMX6o1I/AAAAAAAAABY/gt0h5NIEKjg/s200/mchotties.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so... is there a real-life McDreamy or McSteamy in the hospitals out there ? if u know of any hospitals that has real-life McHotties, please do inform me. i'd sure be choosing that hospital, should i need (touch wood!!) and even recommend anyone i know to go there, so that when i visit them, i'd sure be hoping to bump into the McHotties !!!! or even the DREAM TEAM ! hah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157448271965889378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="132" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5Lv4MX6o2I/AAAAAAAAABg/vw6InXuWQZs/s200/dream+team.JPG" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6o0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/8hcNl_vnvOI/s1600-h/mchotties.JPG"&gt;&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/5426400852527380760-3422984932477198117?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3422984932477198117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=3422984932477198117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/3422984932477198117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/3422984932477198117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-for-mcdreamy.html' title='Looking for McDreamy.....'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R5LmUsX6oyI/AAAAAAAAABA/oZM_LMX1vyc/s72-c/ep109_01_240x360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5426400852527380760.post-2318455488533061336</id><published>2008-01-16T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:08.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appreciating the littlest things in life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've always wanted to start my blog but i just dont know where to start. but today (well, 9-days ago actually but only today i'm well enough to log on); i realize something and i know just the right stuff to start writing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as cliche' as it sounds... yes, from now on i am appreciating the littlest things that are happening in my life. no more worrying and crying on the petty petty stuff. no more stress. just be happy with what you have and what you can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2008 started off with a blast for me. a week late but ya, it was an eye-opener. i got the first hand experience of wat it's like to be paralysed - not fully but still, no walking, no sitting, just lying on the bed! though it was just for 30 hrs or so... but it was enough !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;though i was ready for the surgery, 3-weeks of eating watever i want and going whereever i want.... i wasn't prepared for what i was 'given' - the real thing ! it's hardly 10 days from that gruelsome scary day.... but i know recovery - although not gonna be easy - is not gonna be too long. i just need to be strong. but i'm thankful for the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156017425086063362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s200/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so trust me.... dont sweat the small stuff. savour everything.... even when the fish is not biting ! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5426400852527380760-2318455488533061336?l=mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2318455488533061336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5426400852527380760&amp;postID=2318455488533061336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/2318455488533061336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5426400852527380760/posts/default/2318455488533061336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mountclimbinginstilettoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/appreciating-littlest-things-in-life.html' title='appreciating the littlest things in life....'/><author><name>Min Shahriman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02683353807460442487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5WTTYAEvNrs/R43ah8X6owI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PVNHh-yi_zI/s72-c/DSC00240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>