Even though I'm rather sleepy and craving for the cold, comfortable bed in this rainy, soothing weather, I certainly will continue with the post (and hopefully, I won't crash on the keyboard).
Shooting straight to SJMC - the hospital's name has been changed to Sime Darby Medical Centre when it was bought over by the new owner, hence the abbreviated SDMC, but at least 75% of the former and current Subangites are still comfortable with the previous name - on a weekend morning hadn't been the best idea - especially with what happened during the week of Good Friday/Holy Saturday, but when it comes to my granduncle, anything is possible.
It left us so exhausted that we both crashed early in the night - and I fell off the bed in the wee hours of the morning, with the wooden frame coming into contact with my ankle. I'm not surprised as I had actually fallen off once as a child of about seven. No injuries were sustained, thankfully.
It later dawned on me that no matter how early I retire, my day would always start at a fixed hour. So, I guess the answer is obvious: I love to sleep and the longer, the better for me.
As you would've already known, Sundays are reserved for baking experiments that exits the oven fully-baked and tanned; it happens half of the time, though. I'm not skilled and confident enough to proudly announce that every cake and muffin that I bake will be perfect.
The current batch that I baked did leave me cheesed off a little; although the texture of the muffins turned out the way I had wanted, the large cake had been left baking in the oven for such a long time that it was browned and came crumbling out.
Sigh... please remind me to chop the raisins and walnuts the next time; maybe that'll help.
(As it is, the polling day for the 13th GE is just around the corner. Wow, that's fast!)