As some of you may know we have been traveling for the past three weeks. This is Victor’s first time in Malaysia. Traveling long distance was not pleasant but it was worth it because we get to see our family, and spend time with those we love. Some of you maybe curious about when was the last time I was back home visiting. It has been too long to be honest, as far as I could remember it was five years ago.

We landed on the 23rd of December but we didn’t get to do much for the first week, due to the fact that I have to run around getting my passport and visa stuff done. After all that crazy running around at the US consulate, we planned a trip to Penang. Penang is a state located on the northwest coast of Malaysia. It consists of two parts the Penang island where the capital George Town is and Seberang Perai which is part of the Peninsula. Penang is one of the smallest states in Malaysia but the population is not as small as you think, it is actually one of the state with the highest population densities.

This post took a while for me to get it onto the blog because we had to deal with jet lag and unpacking. Both of those are no fun at all, try getting up at 4 am and all you can do is stare at the ceiling, and head to work at 2.30 pm.  It took about a week for me to get used to the schedule again. Of course unpacking was always my worst nightmare, unpacking means laundry time. We had a couple loads of laundry by the time we got back to Kalamazoo.

Penang Hill

 

Armenian Street

 

We do plan to head back to Malaysia again end of the year, hopefully this time, things would be perhaps easier without having to deal with the paperwork. Was it all worth it? Absolutely. We will have more posts about Malaysia in the next couple weeks. Stay tune!

Until next time!

What does your typical Sunday looks like? Do you spend time with friends and family? Are you just a couch potato Netflix and chill all day? Do you just head out and shop till you drop? Different people spent their Sundays differently, and I would love to know what’s yours.

In this family, we have done all the above. What’s so special about this Sunday? A good friend of mine has decided to move away from Michigan. She decided to head south to start a brand new journey by herself. I am very happy for her but at the same time I am sad as well. I am sad because she is moving to a state where I can no longer just drive an hour to meet her up for coffee. From the reasons above, we have been through a lot, and I value our friendship a lot. She is a very special friend that has a very special spot in my heart, she would do everything necessary for a friend that she values, on a flip side she is the one person I would do the same for too.

Long story short,this Sunday we have decided to do a little wine and paint, called Paint with a Twist. I have been here for nine years and I haven’t heard of a place where you can actually have wine while you paint. Of course when Rachel suggested we should check out Painting with a twist, I jumped on that and said yes, we totally should. Lo and behold, Painting with a Twist is actually pretty fantastic, Victor would have told you he never knew he could paint until today.

There is a first time for everything. We got there and realized ” Oh wow, this is a huge class with only one instructor, I am sure I wouldn’t be able to paint  the painting that she had in the front of the class.” Anyhow, all I have in mind was, I just wanted to spend some great time with Rachel. For that two hours, it made me realize there is no such thing as I can’t do anything if I have my heart set on something. I was also reminded how important these people are in my life. I came to the States for school nine years ago, all I had in mind was I just want to graduate and go back to where I came from, why would I need friends? I have plenty of them back in Malaysia, but somehow things changed without me knowing it.

I am not sure if it’s because of the holidays season, I do get a little emotional this time of the year. It’s not a bad thing when you have these moments when you come to realize how important friends and family are. Do something with those feelings and not have regrets later in life.

As for me, family and friends definitely come first. Victor was the one that told me, work will still be there without your presence, but once you missed the chance to spend time with the people that you love, you might never get them back again.

Until next time!

This is another post following a day in Mylo’s life. I am sure you guys are pretty familiar with our lives right now, we are both working adults and we do have a funny and beautiful puppy named Mylo. He just stayed home while we are at work on a day to day basis. We do try to do things that involve Mylo during the weekends since on the weekdays we have to get to work we walk him but not as much as we would like to.

Today we have both decided to sign Mylo up for the dog park right down the street from where we live. The name of the dog park is Meadow Run Dog Park, it is a privately owned dog park. The membership is a little pricey but we went with for it because we thought it would be good for Mylo. Mylo has always been a house dog, we don’t really have a lot friends that have dogs, so he pretty much just plays with humans. We felt that Mylo was a little short on his socialization skills which is one of the main factor why we decided to get the membership.

Let’s take a peek into Mylo’s afternoon on a Sunday.

Honestly, I haven’t seen Mylo being this happy except heading back to grandma’s house once in a while. It was nice seeing Mylo enjoying his afternoon, as you can guess he passed out as soon as we step into the condo. I hope you guys enjoyed reading about Mylo’s life as much as us jotting all these memories down. We will definitely make these trips to the park a routine on weekends and as much as we can on the weekdays.

 

This little nugget is Mylo. He joined our family on September 06, 2016. We adopted him from a shelter called Animal Rescue Project in Kalamazoo. When my boyfriend and I were first planning on getting a puppy, we had been looking around for breeders, I had my heart set on either a Shiba Inu or a Husky. We were on a hunt for about three months, we found out that there aren’t a lot of breeders that would breed Shiba Inu in the Midwest area. It could also be we weren’t looking in the right place. We ended up volunteering in a the dog walk event that was held by the Kalamazoo Humane Society. During the event, we saw a lot of Huskies, and then we started thinking to ourselves, maybe we should start looking into Husky, because we have a ton of cold weather here.

After a couple of months of searching, my boyfriend had an idea. According to him, if we are willing to pay a breeder that amount of money to get a puppy, why don’t we look into a rescue puppy instead. Rescue’s are always looking for new owners to adopt, we would be able to help reduce the amount of puppies in shelters.. That’s a win-win situation for the puppy and for us. We agreed on doing so, we decided to take a look at the Animal Rescue Project in the Kalamazoo area. When we went there the first time, we saw a few puppies, we thought we were ready to adopt him. We went home without him because we wanted to sleep on it before we act on that. Also at that time the condo that we bought wasn’t finalized yet. So we didn’t end up with the puppy that we saw the first time.

A couple of weeks had passed, we went back to the shelter to check on the new puppies that the shelter brought in. We looked in the metal crate, there were six husky mix puppies in the crate that were just brought in from a rescue in Kentucky. Four of them were already adopted, that left the two of them, a boy and a girl. Mylo and his sister were the last two puppies left. When we first went into the play room with the two of them, they were both shaking, and wouldn’t really respond to us. To him, we were a complete strangers, I don’t blame him for not coming to us. Just when I was about to give up, he started warming up to Victor. I guess that was the moment when we knew he will be ours. I can’t find words to describe that moment, we just knew he is the one that we would bring home that day.

He was tiny little puppy about 12 weeks old when we first got him. After we got him we moved into the condo, it was a process for him to adjust to the new environment. Potty training took him about a month, and completely house broken after two months. He is a very smart puppy, he picks up commands pretty quickly. We are very blessed on that, he does go to puppy class every Saturday, he is a lot more disciplined than before. Having him in the family has created a need for adjustment, not only for him but for us too. We do a lot of things together, especially on weekends we have gone on a lot more walks. We can’t spend a lot of time with him during the weekdays, he has to be in the condo by himself for the most part because we both have to work. As a results we try to spend as much time as we could with him when we do not have to work, because he is an important part of our family.