Horse-riding Party

Idlan had to miss his swimming lesson today - we would be taking him there tomorrow. Instead, we were in Denai Alam, attending the boys' friend's birthday. It was a party with a difference.

It was held at a horse-riding club - Denai Alam Riding Centre (DARC). We were not exactly familiar with the place, but the GPS helped us out. Although it did sent us through too many traffic lights. We were sure we would have got lost without the maps. But it was worth the search.

DARC is a family-orientated riding club, where the owner took up unwanted horses and raising them, often nursing them along the way. Most of them had been turned into rides, and the members could take ownership by way of sponsorship of individual horses or even come in as volunteers. But I would blog more about DARC later.

We started off all excited about the horses. My boys had never been up close with horses before, and the only time they had a ride was at Fraser's Hill a few years back. After being showed around, Idlan especially wanted to have a ride but he had to wait until the party started. That was after they had a pat and fed the horses some carrots.

I was starving by then, and even though it wasn't really a sunny day, it was still very warm and humid. The boys had some ice-cream to cool down while waiting for the party. The food was prepared by DARC, and the roast lamb was especially good.

The birthday boy was brought in on a pony for the cake-cutting. Then came the horse-ride for all the kids - when Idlan and Irfan got their first taste of riding on the back of a horse. They wanted more. And they persuaded me enough to become a member of the Centre.

I then had to leave DARC to attend to an admission at the hospital, with the rest continuing with the party. They were still dancing by the time I comeback, drenched in sweat, needing to take a shower. I was with the Dads watching football instead - Man City getting beat by Everton.

We finally called it the night at around 10. Our host would be spending the night at DARC - they have rooms for rent for those who wanted to ride early the next morning. All in all, it was an interesting party, and with us now being a member of DARC, we would definitely be coming here again and hopefully would be starting riding lessons soon.

Full Week

Suffice to say that I had been busy for the last few days. Too busy to pen down an entry, although I had been tweeting quite a lot. I guessed I should've had an extra couple of days off. But the work days had been long.

Saturday came and it was time to chill a bit. We would be attending a birthday party this afternoon in Shah Alam, and Anita had been out all morning visiting her friend who had recently had a baby. I was waiting for her to return before we set out again, plus the boys.

But in saying that, Anita organised for us to go out to watch a movie last night at Pavilion. Luckily I didn't have to do the driving. I was too tired after work. More about what we watched later. Needed to get change for the afternoon out.

Give me my Floats

As part of my 2009 New Year resolution, I gave up carbonated drinks. his knows how min I used to love my Sarsi. Well, I woke up one morning and decided enough was enough. So, I cut it down completely.

But I must say that I had been slacking off late. Mainly allowing myself the odd isotonic variety from time to time. I also made allowance for the A&W floats. But only that.

This afternoon was one such occasion. But this must have been my first one since last year ...... Bottoms up!

Irfan was not Happy

I made Irfan clean the room after he made a mess right after returning from school. Suffices to say he was not happy with it. So, on come the protest notice pasted on the door ....

"Only Irfan Idlan Mama no Dady". Bless his cotton socks. He still to brush up on his grammar and spelling.

F1 but no Z10

I managed to make some time for myself this afternoon after my ward visit. So, what should I do? Pavilion it was. I wanted to have a look at the new Blackberry Z10. I haven't used Blackberry before in my life but there was something about the new model which appealed to me.

I had a couple of offers at Low Yat, but thinking about the hassle of getting myself another telco account, plus running out space on my trousers to arty another phone, I decided against it. The sad thing was, the vendors there were insistent on me buying one before they allowed me to have a feel of the phone, which I thought was defeating the point. Plan shelved.

Next, I loitered at the mall's foyer after lunch before heading home. It looked like the F1 fever was hitting town. The foyer was filled with F1 cars from yesteryears. A nice sight, and something to keep me snapping away on my camera. Shame that the tickets still cost a bomb!