Tiny Bathroom

I have.
Not that I need room to practice pirouette or anything but I think revamping a corner and or a wall to make it look not too threatening for a claustrophobic will not hurt.
Loving this  Small Bathroom Ideas . Let's see what I can do.

Another project that I can share: Re-painting the entire house. Most probably, I will do this in December as I know there will be no Christmas holidays for me this year. Argh!
Any suggestion on color palette? 

Unusual Order

Banned Books Week

Eeeks! I am a bit late for this but September 21 to September 27 is "Banned Books Week". Here below, I have found list of books that once (or some are still?) being banned.

Check the list: here
Thanks to be book-worm grandparents, I have read some of them. But staring at the list, I really would like to sink my nose to;  #2 (one told me there's a movie of this book), # 8 (Movie checked. Leo? Obvs), #11 Shamefully admitting I have not read this one, #27 (Steinbeck is the reason), #30 (Movie checked).

My other banned wanted: match boxes of banned books.  

Happy reading! 

Glastonbury 2014

Eargasm baby!!
More reasons to goooooo... Oh Glastonbury you are so in the bucket list!

Their 2014 line up (Just to make me drool even more) : Glastonburyfestivals 2014 Line Up

Gone too Soon

Exactly last month, my dearest brother and his friends stayed at my place. They were in the island to attend one massive DJ gig, and spent weekend roaming in and around Bali.
John Ray, one of his best friends, was in the group. I have known him for years... We are one of those families that are always close with each and everyone of each others friends.

That night at my house, Isaac and John with their girls brought beers and snacks to hang with me in the kitchen, played with my dogs and joked about how much we have grown... 

This morning, I received a shocking news that John passed away in his sleep. He was just... slipping... away. And gone.

I could not handle my brother's pain, he cried his lungs out when I called him. First time I heard him cry again since 10 years ago... 
Both been friends since they were in elementary school, both were professional basketball athletes, real fight-then-make-up buddies, chasing girls, heart-breaks, starting their career in work force together. 

They were supposed to be best-man at each others' wedding, they were supposed to grow old, get fat, complain about nagging wives and how expensive it is to have kids in this economy. John was only 26 years old, God... are.you.kidding.me?

Nothing, and I mean nothing we know about how much time we have left. I just hope I'd be a dear when I have to face mine, and not fiercely mad if I have to lose the people I love.... again.

Be strong in God's grace, my little brother Isaac, most especially John's parents and family, his girlfriend and friends. You may not want to hear this but....God is good...

And Rest In Peace, young man.

ps: Philippians 1:21 (Bible verse we carved on Dad's tomb, inked to my brother's skin, and always... always been a great help for me in dealing with lost)

ps.ps: Gone too Soon

Isaac and John (in glasses)

Pack Leader

Just cause.

Fearless. Not.

I asked myself this question a few years ago (Read here: What would you do if you were not afraid? 

This one below kinda hits too close to home.

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Beatles Tots

Stoked!
John had grown-up eyes as a tot.

From left to right: John, Paul, George, and Ringo

Move it Slow

Guess am not that much of a bad a$$ anyway.

Lay Me Down

A sweet friend just asked me to play this song. Now in the middle of a manic Monday...
I have never heard of the guy before (as we all know I am a 60 y.o)... and the first 45 seconds of the song almost turned me off...

Until... 00:55

F. it. I am hooked.

Soul Mates

Maybe in the 1920s?

Letter to Elise

And make-believe we never needed anymore than this...

Random

But funny.

I Love you, enough...

I like you. Enough to make me laugh. Enough to make me wonder how it feels to kiss you again and again and again. I like you, enough to beam a smile out of me on a rainy day, I like you enough to let you take me home.

I want you. Enough to make me want to hold your arms as we walk side by side and to nestle under the blanket when the storm is raging. Enough to make me not cringe when people say that we are an item. I want you enough to consider your opinion as the one that counts.

I honor you. Enough to understand if we sometimes need space in order for both of us to grow. Honor you enough to not wanting to change anything about you. Be it your flaws, your taste in music or your silly habits. Especially, what you believe in.

I love you. Enough to mention your name in my everyday prayer. I love you enough to dream about a future with you in it. As much as it hurts me, I love you enough to understand that to get to the future, today... I have to love you enough to let you go.

You in five words

This is Nora Ephron's enlightening wit:

“We have a game we play when we’re waiting for tables in restaurants, where you have to write the five things that describe yourself on a piece of paper. When I was [in my twenties], I would have put: ambitious, Wellesley graduate, daughter, Democrat, single. Ten years later not one of those five things turned up on my list. I was: journalist, feminist, New Yorker, divorced, funny. Today not one of those five things turns up in my list: writer, director, mother, sister, happy.”

My attempt:
"Sister, writer, selfish, Dog-mama, blessed."
Like, extremely blessed.

Let's see what's going to be discarded next year. But I am sure blessed will still be there.

Now tell me who you are in five words please... 

About being Alone

I cannot make you understand. That's never my intention.
And you may never approve my way of life. Which is never my sign of green light.

But if you allow me to sum it up, maybe I can use this beautiful saying below. It's as simple as that.