Mrs OBT

I snuck back home over the weekend for a nice cup of kopi-o and some eggs and toast for breakfast.



I joke you not.

But of course, I also had pei dan zhok at the 85 for supper, just about three hours before - just about two hours after I landed.

And then, the party began.












I didn't quite get into the party, since I was stoned maybe more than half the time.

And "stoned" usually turns "smashed" at the end of the night when all the "bottoms-ups" stream in.

Yes, you can picture me alright.


Still, despite the jetlag, I am very proud, very happy, very blessed that I had been there for my babe.

I love you, Mrs OBT!