Below is our typical morning conversation when hubby drives me to the Office:

Conversation 1. 

This conversation takes place somewhere in Radio Dalam:

Me: I like my hair, M. Do you like my hair? (whilst busy with Angelina)

Hubby: Yeah (eyes to the road)

Me: I really like it. I think I will highlight it again exactly like this. With three colours. Blonde, burgundy and brown. I like these streaks of blonde hair. What do you think?

Hubby: Yeah (eyes to the road)

Me: But it will be quite costly though…

Hubby: Yeah (eyes to the road)

End of conversation 1. I got the ’approval’ to re-highlight my hair. I was busied with Angelina again.

This conversation takes place somewhere in Barito: 

Conversation 2.

Me: Can I have a cat?

Hubby: No (eyes a bit diverted from the street watching the caged animal in Barito Street)

Me: Why?

Hubby: It’s smelly.

Me: Cat doesn’t smell. And we will bath him/her.

Hubby: Who will look after them?

Me: Me.

Hubby: When will you have the time? Will you take them to the Office?

End of conversation 2.

What a bummer.