beingwullie

Walau rumah sebelahan; jarang-jarang aku menghabiskan waktu di rumah Mamah. Tapi hari itu, kita masak dan belanja bareng. Judulnya sih pengen masak ayam panggang, sekalian juga belajar dan mencuri resep ayam bakar andalan si Mamah. Kangen juga rasanya. Dulu, tiap bulan Ramadhan, biasanya kita selalu duduk bareng untuk bikin kue. Kebiasaan ini terhenti baru-baru ini aja. Saat aku udah nemu vendor kue sehat dan enak, dan Mamah juga udah terlalu tua dan cepat merasa capek. Tinggal tradisi bikin cheese stick yang masih dipertahankan. Tapi biasanya itu lapaknya Mamah dan cucu-cucunya. Hari itu, aku malah skip sana-sini selama proses masaknya. Karena, Mamah minta bantuin obatin anak kucing yang lagi flu dan sakit mata. Tapi karena itu juga waktu memasak jadi lebih lama dan di sela-sela itu, kita jadi cerita banyak. Bahkan cerita hal yang sudah setahun ini kupendam, akhirnya tumpah ruah juga. Mamah juga cerita hal-hal kecil antara dia dan si aki. Buat Mamah, hal-hal yang dia ceritain itu

I have been thinking of a post about me hitting forty. I have been thinking it before birthday, during birthday, and now it has been 17 days after my fortieth birthday and I just have the mojo to write at this moment. For my fortieth birthday,  I was planning of a solo getaway, of going umrah, of spending some nights with my girls, all of them is to celebrate the so called 'newly life'. But none of them ever happened. Yet. Turned out, on the D day, I chose just to stay home and celebrated it with my family, in a simple restaurant. My celebration mood decreasing little by little as I hit April and Daddy got sick. Then I have to prepare my son for a national exam. Along with hubby's no sugar no carbs movement, I had to squeezed my brain to make a flourless sugarless birthday cake for him. All of these actually drenched my mood of birthday celebration. But I had no regrets at all. In contrary, I felt content. Hubby tried to impress me by surprised cake and a g