The Household COO

This is the other birthday present from the hubby:

Since Gavin will be born soon, we want to make sure we capture all his cute moments and the hubby thought the best way would be to have a mobile phone that could take some decent pictures. My last mobile phone takes pictures that are about as clear as mud so I stopped using the camera function after the first week I had it, unless I was really desperate. Besides, most of us never leave home without the mobile phone nowadays, so that means we’re not likely to miss those terrific photo opportunities.

There’s a built in optical zoom and it takes pictures up to 3.2MP. It also has a video function where you can record videos up to 60 minutes long (if you have sufficient memory). We got a 2GB memory card for it, so I’m sure it’ll be sufficient to capture Gavin in those endearing moments…

Here’s the phone charging:

Even though I had almost forgotten it was my birthday in light of the impending arrival of Gavin, the hubby, obviously, had not…

What a sweetie…

It was Mum’s birthday yesterday. Yup, Mum’s a Christmas baby. Despite her birthday falling on a public holiday, we often almost forget her birthday. So came Saturday night (bearing in mind that we are at three hours behind Melbourne time), I jumped online frantically looking for a florist that would deliver some flowers and chocolates to my mother on her birthday.

Even though it often gets left to the last minute, I usually always manage to get something in time for her birthday and to make the call on Christmas day to wish her “Happy Birthday” and not “Merry Christmas”. I only ever made that mistake once and it sent my usually aloof and nonchalant mother into tears for the whole day. My Mum’s like that. She often acts like these things don’t matter to her at all, but deep down inside, they mean a lot. She’ll pretend that she’s not moved by the gesture, but you can see how happy she is to get flowers.

Ordinarily, I would have done this a day or two earlier, but scatterbrained me (which I’m going to blame on the pregnancy - yet again!) only remembered while the hubby and I were in the car on the way home from dinner with the in laws. Luckily, I managed to find a local Melbourne florist that operated online called, “Floral Art“. I was especially delighted to read that they delivered “7-days a week” and prayed fervently that this included a public holiday like Christmas.

I selected the following box of orchids and chocolates and requested delivery on Christmas Day with a note wishing her “Happy Birthday” from the hubby, my brother and me. I figured my brother wouldn’t have remembered so I added his name in. The last time it was my birthday and I received a pot of flowers and a teddy bear signed by my brother and girlfriend, I was extremely surprised. When I dropped my brother a text message to say, “Thanks for the flowers,” I received a reply asking, “What flowers?” That’s when I realised the flowers and teddy were his gf’s handiwork…

Last night, I spoke to Mum on the phone and found out she received her flowers on Christmas Day. I could hear she was all smiles on the phone and about as bubbly as a bottle of champagne that had just been popped. After speaking to her, I texted a reminder message to my brother in Taiwan to wish her “Happy Birthday”.

The hubby asked whether it was really necessary to remind my brother. Well, I think the reply message from my brother spoke volumes on the necessity of such a reminder: “Oh s***! Thanks!”

The hubby couldn’t believe that anyone could forget their mother’s birthday, especially when it’s on Christmas Day. Well, he obviously never met anyone like my brother before… Although I feel a need to clarify that my brother’s not inconsiderate. He’s just absentminded.

So thanks Floral Art! You made my mother’s day!