Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

To Penang obviously..d’uuhh!!!

I will be going on a road trip with the girls this weekend. Looking forward in drowning my sorrows with Nasi Kandar Kg. Melayu and my favourite Mee Sotong in Bangkok Lane. It shall be a feast for my tummy and soul I am sure. Food fills the void they say! Truth is, I badly need this trip and I am sure it’ll do my sister good too. Her divorce hearing is on the 1st March and it’ll be over for her and she can finally breathe a little. I pray that it’ll work out in her favour, insyaallah. I can only imagine the grief she’s going through as the court date draws nearer and nearer. God, Bless her soul.

Me? My nerves are fried with all the unwanted stress that’s been weighing me down lately. My sleep pattern is totally out of whack and my mom said that I look like an absconder from the Holocaust. It seems to her that I had aged 10 years in 2 weeks. Swell isn’t it? Oh the joys of having a conniving lying spouse does wonders to your face doesn’t it? So, where does one go to nurse their broken heart? They go to Penang and drown their miseries with a gravy laden plate of nasi kandaq!

We’ll be staying at the Northam Suite in Gurney Drive, a breezy access to all of Penang’s local food fare. I’m gonna miss my kids though but I hope they’ll understand that their mummy needs this short getaway. Will post pictures of our little trip soonest on FB and on my blog. Till then.

I shall go to bed dreaming of food, food, glorious food!!!!