Sorry i haven’t been blogging much! Ever since we got back from France, it was immediately jet lag-battling, back-to-work drowning, Life Errands-sorting stuff in 4 days; before six of us darted off to the Dusun for a weekend getaway.
Kenny organised it for Cammy’s 30th birthday, and we all divided groceries for meals between couples across our 2-night stay. As usual, we brought too much food… but better to be over prepared than craving.
All in all; we ate raclette, saucisson, tarama, foie de morue, salads, ham + egg sandwiches, Chinese herbal chicken drumstick noodles, steak tenderloins, breakfast of bacon and eggs, and i think that’s it… Drank champagne, Shiraz, tequila, rum, single malt whiskey, gin, and beer.
Clem and i brought the Dusun family some saucisson and gave Hansi a Mr. Potato Head. He seemed more enamoured with my camera i held out to him tho.
Helen’s eyes widened slightly and i quickly said, “Oh it’s okay, it’s water-proof and shock-proof!”
She said, “But is it child-proof?”
Me: “Well, that’s why Clem got it for me…”
For little hands holding a small camera, Hansi took a pretty decent shot of me!
I took a picture of his painting from that afternoon.
Didn’t even notice the dolphin at my feet till going through the pictures.
Hansi took this picture too!
I brought a bunch of pink balloons (cos Cammy likes pink), pink streamers (she coincidentally brought some too!), and a balloon pump (cos there’s no way i’m gonna blow all those balloons up with my mouth. Where’s my butler…) to decorate the place. Matt and i hid upstairs and blew a few up to rain down on her as a surprise, but we got to six balloons and felt left out doing it by ourselves so we rained down what we had then continued the rest downstairs.
I tried to pump a balloon up till it burst and it got SO VERY BIG. Clem said i was scaring myself more than Matt or Kenny; whom i innocently stood next to, subtly pumping away on the balloon pointed at them, all the while talking to them.
It finally burst into hundreds of little pieces… (who knew?)…
… that Clem swept up.
This is the French way: The men cook and prep…
While the women play on their iPads…
Happy birthday Spanky!!!
We gave Cammy a necklace from Oxoloco
Kenny got to open his belated Christmas present that arrived late from the States – a model Z3 that’s just like his.
Chefs get tired fast. They make great resting places.
Thanks for taking the nice bubble pix Cammy
I’m so happy with this electric bubble blower i got from Hamleys! Gonna buy more!
OK excuse my dressing. i was too lazy to change out of my sleeveless blue Levi’s top from the day, then i pulled on long pants so the mozzies wouldn’t get me, then it got cold so i threw on my unicorn sweater, and WALA.
Clem’s favourite kinda breakfast.
My favourite kinda breakfast.
Serena made us yummy herbal chicken noodle soup which is great hangover food.
We took a delicious afternoon nap for an hour or more.
The Sotongs! My attempt at a group selfie
Then Clem tried cos his arm is way longer.
That night i cooked us steak tenderloins.
Kenny, Clem & Matt
What unfolds when someone throws away something that’s not rubbish.
Some instagrams i posted:
Used my tiny tin tea set i just got from a toy store in France – to serve shots from! I know, i’m so clever.
Glow-in-the-dark bubbles that Cammy gave me for Christmas.
Ohhhh Matt brought a tin can of foie de morue which he carried back from France. It’s cod liver and IT IS DELICIOUS.
The Berembun House @ The Dusun, where Clem and i stayed.
We mostly hung out in Sora the whole trip tho, cos its kitchen is bigger.