I first thot i wanted to write abt kuih keria. Because i’ve just tasted freshly made kuih keria recently which is still warm and soft. Then, when i asked my sis #1 "have u ever tasted warm and soft kuih keria?" (the same question which i planned to start my blog with) in which she replied "yes, i made them myself". Hah! There you go. It was just me, i supposed, yg jakun tak pernah mkn freshly made kuih keria. The one that i normally tasted was from the nasi lemak stalls or cafes, which was already cold and keras. There’s a few yg pandai buat wuld still be soft. Others, just keras. Oh! In case if you’re wondering who made the kuih keria, it’s my MIL.
Speaking of MIL, my hubs once mentioned that MIL is very good in cooking. Well, being me, i just quietly whisper in my heart "what a brag!". That was me, probably the 1st 2 yrs we were married. This is because i wasn’t really close to the ILs at that period of time. I just culdn’t adapt their ‘culture’. Some of you prob knew abt this from my earlier post into this blog. I must say that i’ve now beginning to develop a good relationship with them. It took 3 yrs and 1 horible incident (am not going to delve into this) to make me realise that i just hv to acept them for who they are. Me before, if hubs ajak balik kg, i wuld give him 1001 excuses. Me now, "D, bila nak balik kg?".
In fact, now I prefer MIL compared to my own mom for certain reasons:
1. She cooks (and good at it)
2. She never question or interfere the way i raise/train my kids (she sometimes just give some tips and advice, thats it. Not more than that)
3. She never call and ask "bila nak balik kg?" even if it’s been 2-3 months since our last visit. Never call just to say "mak rindu cucu2 mak" or worst, call just to speak to Mia (My mom did that and it annoys me terribly).
I don’t really mind if i’m not the fav DIL. Comparing myself and Biras #1 (my ILs only hv 2 DILs and 2 Son-ILs), i must say she’s much more good at attracting the ILs attention and also good at pleasing them. For instance, masa SIL #2 nak kahwin last June (i was still in the midst of confinement), Biras #1 planned with the other 2 SILs to wear same baju kurung. Mcm boria la. They bought same material and color (the wedding theme was purple). Luckily SIL #1 didn’t get her baju kurung ready on time so she wore something else. Otherwise, i wuld be out of place, don’t you think? I tak amik hati coz they probably didn’t know i was coming or not (unless if it’s her plan to left me out of place, which i’m not aware of, tak tau la kan). Am trying to think of it positively.
She’s good at pleasing my ILs mabbe because she was the one who, what my MIL said, ‘meminang’ my BIL #1 kot. Hehehehe… Ye la, she probably get used to the idea of amik hati before she was married so tak kan dah kahwin just stop kan. It’s true abt she ‘meminang’ my BIL #1. Kira dia la yg ngurat my BIL ni. Pastu siap bawa sisters dia dtg jumpa my MIL. MIL la yg cerita kat i. Hehehehe… i’m so bad ngumpat psl dia bln2 puasa ni.
Ok let me change the topic. Oh! Yaya, you want my tips for taking care of these two?? Seriously?? Alamak, i pun tgh dok nak belajar mcm mana nak survive. But i must say i’m coping better now compared to 3 months ago. Masa memula tu mmg i kelam kabut sgt. The only thing i can share with you is not to expect too much and to learn to accept some imperfection. Mcm i dulu i tend to make sure everything in order and place perfectly. Now I hv to keep on reminding myself that that was before and now i hv 1 more additional responsibility so mmg dah tak boleh nak perfect 100% mcm dulu lg. Unless with the help of hubs whenever he’s around (which very rarely now that he’s helping my BIL, his biras).
Ok i better stop now. Actually, since i dah tak jadi nak cerita psl kuih keria tu, i planned to update abt my girls. I guess i’ll hv to do that in my next post. Till then, we only hv 1 more week before Ramadhan is over so ladies this our only chance to gain as much pahala as possible while losing some weight (note to myself: to write abt losing weight in next post as well) so pls take this opportunity ya…