Thursday 27 October 2011
Reminiscing
Homemade Dumplings Attempt #1
Sunday 23 October 2011
Wednesday 19 October 2011
1st Macarons Attempt: Chocolate with Chocolate Rose Ganache
Tuesday 27 September 2011
Fir & Lavender Diffuser, Lovely
Monday 12 September 2011
Wildflower Bunches
Summer is winding down and the chill of Autumn's morning has sauntered into the dawn of the sun rising.
Crossing the rundown parking lot to my condo, there's a patch where wildflowers grow. Collecting these brought back memories of an open field where I used to live beside. There I would chance upon rare findings of wild strawberries and raspberries, I so delighted when I actually found one! Succulent sweet morsels had you pining for more.
The summers of childhood have passed. I must make an effort next summer to go berry picking.
This past weekend had me pulling the tender leaves of thyme off their sprigs to combine into a quinoa mushroom risotto recipe from the LCBO Food & Drink magazine. I made two versions, the original recipe and one where I substituted all mushrooms for a can of mushroom soup. Both were tasty!
Friday 19 August 2011
Thursday 28 July 2011
Tuesday 24 May 2011
Outside, outside! Sunshine!
Monday 23 May 2011
Sunday 22 May 2011
Earthy Vegetable Casserole
Accompanied by a glass of Cuba Libre, hand pressed lime with both halves included, blue agave nectar, generous splashes of Santiago de Cuba ron blanco, and topped off with Coke Zero.
Tilapia en Papillote avec un Cuba Libre
Tilapia en Papillote:
Tilapia fillets sandwiching layes of fresh dill, fresh basil, tomatoes, with a sprinkling of oregano, parsley, salt and pepper.
Cuba Libre:
Hand squeezed full lime with both halves dropped in, a dallop of blue agave nectar, a generous amount of white Cubano rum, topped with Coke Zero.
Bon Appetit!
Saturday 14 May 2011
Blackberry Limeade
Tuesday 10 May 2011
Salted Fresh Ginger for the Throat
Monday 9 May 2011
Treating My Cold
Sunday 8 May 2011
Sunday 1 May 2011
The Lesson
Revere from within
Mirror from youth
Now painted with affectionate colours
Stand tall yet bow down
Learn from rejection
Refuse to stay down
The see-saw will become a roller coaster
Take it slow
Breathe air
The freshness remembered
Prized embarkment will soon arrive
The Discovery
Raw, beautiful, yet perfection in its imperfection.
Reverberation of soft and subtlety.
Strength in sustaining stillness.
Flourish stringing from deeper roots.
Illustrious only as a sophomore.
Saturday 30 April 2011
The Look of Tired
Trussed up in backpacking boots, desert camouflage, a mish-mash vest system of ranger green, and my woodland camouflage helmet, I ran around Wasaga paintball fields all morning and afternoon playing Airsoft. It was exhilarating and gloriously fun! Tired as I was from watching several episodes of Drop Dead Diva, which reminded me of Ally McBeal, why? I don't know why, I was looking to watch something on Netflix, only because Glee's not yet available for the Canadian Netflix... argh... along with many other things. We left at 7:15am and got home at 6:30pm. It's been a long, long day. Now I'm waiting to eat some sushi and I'm famished! My order will be ready at 7:45pm from the awesome sushi man at the bottom of the building.
Friday 22 April 2011
My Colourful Silk Bobbins and A Rewatch of "Stand By Me"
Thursday 14 April 2011
Tuesday 12 April 2011
Thursday 7 April 2011
Sunday 27 March 2011
Homemade Venison Chilli and Limeade
Saturday 26 March 2011
Wednesday 23 March 2011
Blustery Cold Outside!
Wednesday 16 March 2011
What Do You See?
Wednesday 9 March 2011
Wednesday 2 March 2011
A Bookmarking Fanatic's Way to Happiness
It's easy to forget that this systematic process is one that I had initially set up to help me broaden my horizons. This practice that I engage in everyday binds me to a methodical thought process and has helped me to expand and grow but I've grown so much and feel that this continued growth has been stunted. This repository 'jar' that I set upon to fill is now over brimming with thoughts and ideas being lost in the overflow. I've outgrown this process and feel that it inhibits me from expanding further into the realm of happiness. The jar was a means of finding my professional career, of finding knowledge and skills that would help me to grow. It's time now that I find what truly makes me happy.
The bookmarks were a means, I know now, to expand professionally. The way the categories were positioned, work was placed in the top spot. Now that I'm satisfied with my professional life, I've now rearranged them to show what I find to be my new pursuits:
1. Finding Happiness
2. Fitness
3. Travel
4. Entertainment
5. Artistic
I have 19 categories in all, and now "Work" is in last place. Not because I care about it less but because I am not fraught with concern about it. Professionally, I'm in a happy place.
One inspiration to reach out and grab life by the horns came from a talk that I saw yesterday. The speaker was Marian Bantjes and by her definition for lack of better words she's a "graphic artist" but came to be one only when she realized she wanted to do what truly made her happy and to reject things that make her unhappy. I used to think that I was weak when I refused to cower to a client's demands and would instead turn away projects for the sake of not wanting to commit myself to something that I didn't feel passionate about. I now realize that you can turn away things that make you unhappy, so that your path to happiness is uncluttered. I knew this 'philosophy' all along, I just didn't know how to frame or justify my reasons.
It's time to find my feet again.
MyLy
Tuesday 15 February 2011
Monday 14 February 2011
Shoes!
Sunday 30 January 2011
Haircutting and Kickboxing
Friday 28 January 2011
Just Us Girls and Dim Sum
Tomorrow is another day! Although this day is not finished quite yet. My friend Annie is coming over for a hair cut by yours truly and then we're off to hit the kick-boxing gym. Got the deal off Wag Jag, deals are AWESOME!
The subway home is a bumpy ride, I just had a drink with the coworkers and some. They're great peoples (you know it if you're reading this!), pure awesome. My stomach is growly, I'm ready for some pizza and some cuddling. My soul needs some restoration, this week was definitely trying.
Wednesday 26 January 2011
A Warm Winter Comfort
Long johns. They're aggressively warm once you've come inside from the cold. They're nice padding around outside in minus weather but getting to work and staying in them is absurd!
My happy medium. I found them in yoga pants, fit under a loose fitting pair of pants. They layer to create that barrier of warmth and cuts down the wind yet comfortable enough to sit in all day!
Tuesday 25 January 2011
Lady Luck, Setting Goals and Plucking Them
Half a year ago when the iPhone 4G came out, I was jealous. Everyone was getting one. I had wanted one since the 3G but chose my Blackberry instead, no 3G to my dismay and more recently a growing frustration with just operating the damned thing. The plan that I wound up with was also more costly and I set out to change my plan.
I sat on the plan change for a few months, despondent and feeling shafted. Calling my service provider just stirred up frustration and dissatisfaction. After 10 plus years of being with the same service provider, others I knew and my brother included got a better plan that I did.
Today seemed like it was time for a call for action. I felt ready and prepared, only after numerous bouts of coaching and pep talks from my coworker. I was going to do it, I had a spreadsheet and notes on approaches and other available plans before me.
Undertaking a long overdue goal is like climbing a mountain. Heart palpitations ensued and the anxiety with just the anticipation of talking to the service providers became overwhelming. My first call attempt of the day, resulted in me saying little and completely unsure of anything. I couldn't wrap my head around it. Three to four more pep talks later I tried again.
The results I got made me happy. I was able to lay out how I felt and what the situation was and it got me some progress! I feel like the anchor has lifted on my boat and I'm heading downstream towards the rising sun.
According to the some Lunar charts, my growth colours are red, orange, and pink. Those colours sit on my desk for inspiration and direction that I can set my mind to anything and get through. This feels like I'm cleaning house and getting rid of the old, material goods and mental junk. It didn't occur to me that I needed to clear out my mental space but it feels like that's exactly what I did today. Perhaps another dimension to the old adage for cleaning up before the New Year to make space for better luck. You also need to clear your mind.
Monday 24 January 2011
Dodge ball and My Poor Thumb
Exhausted and plain old fatigued, I'm dragging my butt home from the Dufferin and Bloor area. Three of my nails are also broken, they're still weak from the time I chipped my polish off a few weeks ago, a habit that hasn't died just yet and my nails don't grow in as quickly as I'd like them to.
The copy of 24 stuck in my purse is folded on the page with vacations. It's cold out, somewhere about minus twenty, but it has finally started to snow and I'm glad it has gotten warmer. My jaw is sore from grinding my teeth together, another habit that has only recently surfaced.
Looking forward to a nice bath with some epsom salts and lavender oils, it will be relaxing. Saw a rolling pin earlier at William Sonoma, an $80 massage device! If only...
Saturday 22 January 2011
Tet, Vietnamese Lunar New Year
The day was bright, the sun was out but sitting inside the bus was warm and toasty, quite the opposite once we step out into the bitter cold. It was a clear day, let clear days be a warning to cold and frigid temperatures, it only snows when it's warm and it's warmer on snowy days.
The occasion for this trip today was to meet my mum at the International Convention Center. The Vietnamese Lunar New Year, Tet, was being celebrated with a cultural event.
Darren and I wound up getting off at the Hall 1 stop but headed inside to see if we could find our way around in the warmth. No way through, it didn't look connected. We looked for the closest signs of Hall 3 and found ourselves walking through the loading docks area. Upon getting to the an entrance we were told to go to entrance 18, to the left. We arrived but it was performers only and lucky for us the security guard was nice enough to escort us through rather than us having to walk a long ways around to the entrance. Thank goodness kind security guard man!
The shows reminded me of high school performances and after bearing one too many screams from little girls over a YouTube phenom rapper, I had to go. The other side of the building was the more popular Vietnamese singers, I should've spent a few hours there instead. One singer did impress me and he sang like he was rocking it with his sax.
Time to head home and it's blustery snowy outside. Quite the contrast from the morning. It's been a long day and I've vowed not to return next year. As I wait for my bus home, I type with my fingers starting to freeze over.