Ever since the production crew came over to J-son's house for video shoots, the house was in total harum-scarum. There were clothes strewn everywhere, as well as camera tripods, plastic bags, boxes, make-up stuff and props like the sponge cake that was left uneaten and turned mouldy after a few days.
When J-son's youthful mom was due to come back from Australia for a two-week break back home, J-son quickly got a maid to clean up the house. But still, there was so much that one maid could do and we were imagining the horrified look Aunty Ho would have when she came back home.
When the next video shoot came around, I traipsed over the J-son's house, totally forgetting that Aunty had returned. Being hungry, I was wondering what dishes he had bought for the crew's dinner. As soon as I entered the house, some very tantalising and delicious smells greeted me. Surely J-son had not ordered a buffet spread for us! No packed chicken rice would smell that good!
Then Aunty came out to greet me and said that she had prepared a simple dinner for us. Simple?? The table nearly gave way with all the food she had prepared!
I looked at her face carefully and detected no signs of the horrified look any mother would have when she sees her beautiful and clean home transformed into something like a war victim's hideout.
She always had a good word to say and doesn't mind at all when we took her bedroom space for our shoots. And she made sure we have yummy things to eat whenever she sees us. Yesterday, my respect and admiration for her grew by leaps and bounds when she didn't bat an eye when we delibrately smashed a vase (part of our props) in her kitchen and banged her kitchen door several times. She helped us clean up the mess and made hot Milo for us before we went back.
Now, is this mama cool or what??