Hijrah to me is making the exodus to change.
Change to be better.
Change to be stronger.
Change to be richer.
Better in work.
Better in relationships.
Better in self.
Stronger in emotions.
Stronger in appearance.
Stronger in opinions.
Richer in iman.
Richer in wealth.
Richer in health.
Today, InsyaAllah and Alhamdulillah everything commences.
And to kick off this year with a good start I would like to offer simple package of my muffs priced at only RM35 for a set of 49 pcs. Only fudgy chocolate flavour is available for this package with your choice of sprinkles.( choc drops, chocolate rice, or coloured rice, or even plain choc fudge top)
Something like below...
Hope to hear from you!
Salam Maal Hijrah to everyone.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Hijrah to me is making the exodus to change.
Posted by Wiz at 12:04 PM
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Happy Holidays everyone!
Here's a collection of my Christmas treats this year. I'm off for a short break just for a few days minding children's school preparations. New bags, new uniforms, new shoes, books and badges, dozens of pencils and bags of erasers to buy.
I made one box (49 pcs)of extra Christmas muffs people, and it is on Sale! Only RM35 for 4 assorted flavours of mocha, carrot, vanilla and chocolate. Normal price is 60rgt.
49 muffs assorted flavours all in one box! RM35 Hurry! Sold!
Do email me ASAP at email@example.com.
For self pick up only alright.
Till next time, drive safe.
Posted by Wiz at 12:18 AM
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thanks Calvin for the pointers.
My mother tells me a lot of things, which I seldom take a listen to tee he he he. But out of all the things she imparts, there's one that embraces me strongly. I live by those words, ones I tightly grapple on to when things swerve to undesirable directions. The same words I take when I rest my head at night and the exact one I wake up to before I start my day. I believe by adhering to those words, dreams somehow do come true. I just have to be steadfast in my goals and be consistent in my missions. Her words are uncomplicated. They are as lucid as the complexion of babies, as gentle as the breeze in their hair and as effortless as the patter of their feet. (I so want a baby!!!!!)
My mother lives by the words that her late father left her and that granted her almost all the dreams she has ever sown. Dreams, made of colourful destinations materialized with the simple reliance on those words, strong belief and lots of Du'as. Nothing is tagged as impossible folks, if you believe and visualize it constantly and vehemently.
As far as my journey has pathed, I have travelled far ... metaphorically. I get to do cakes for people of different countries and whilst at that I often imagine my presence gracing that country one day. It keeps the spring in my steps especially after googling how enchanting certain places are. And where has this spatula flown me to this week?
Japan, New York, Vietnam, KL and next week Holland. Watch out Z!
I have never been to any of the above countries and as my mother would tirelessly remind her children ...
"...keep wishing!" and that has made all my journeys come true.
Posted by Wiz at 9:55 AM
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
There's this beautiful, wonderful feeling folks each time I step into a wedding hall or a house. The scent of the bunga rampai, the sweet aroma of fresh flowers, the vibes derived from all things nice are just intoxicating. It is amazing how everyone and everything simply radiates in love, velveting every single second with tender enchantments and gentle remembrance of their own weddings. Romance isn't just felt by the bride and groom but it overwhelms everyone present. I often steal glimpses at other couples of young and old at weddings and thrive from the strong bond and affection visible even to the untrained eyes. The "I love you" glances thrown at each other, those "...remember?" smiles, and that "for better for worse" clasps of their hands, move me tremendously. All the hardship, struggle and chaos of throwing a wedding seem to be nonexistent, frivolous to the paramount feeling of Love.
As I set up my last wedding cake of the year at this magical location folks, I looked around as I always do, just to have a little sip of love and romance present that night. The view of trickling yellow lights, the ravishing deep red wedding theme and the love songs which permeated the garden filled me up entirely. My hunger and my fatigue were satisfied with just that.
In fulfillment I walked back to the car, clutching my other half's hand leaving the place knowing that there were two less lonely people in the world now. And more less lonely people there would be as I accept more wedding cake orders in days and years to come.
For better, for worse, insyaAllah, I am here to stay.
For better for worse chamee.
Below are some other wedding and hantarans cakes which wizcakes was priviledged to cater for.
Thanks Si Kucing Family!
Two Less Lonely People in the World - Air Supply
Posted by Wiz at 10:57 AM
Monday, December 8, 2008
I have yet the time to sit down and write a proper account of my silence. There are always things to do, kids to run to, self to argue, cakes to brew. Lapses of memories are soon fading, I might not be able to write at all. Or just maybe it isn't just memories dissipating but writing meaningfully is.
As for now, these hands could only bake and cake. Will rake not this brain to fake. I have been reduced to a piece of dessert now. Bear with me till the last sweet crumb folks.
Selamat Hari Raya Haji everyone!!!
Thanks Zizi for this lovely order.
Thanks Juwa!! Next time trus gi rumah k! Linda, ni adik awak la ni. I tak prasan till I saw her.
Posted by Wiz at 5:32 PM