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Insight
I felt compelled to share with you all that I keep my recipe box (for my collected/made-up-myself recipes) categorised by moods. I think this says a lot about my weird relationship with food. We do, however, tend to eat certain foods depending on what mood we are in. Comfort foods when we want a touch…
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Food Challenge – Honey Buns
I was set a challenge after I made a successful batch of Cinnamon Rolls…. my friend, Ken who hails from the States asked for something called Honey Buns, of which I have never seen nor tasted. After scouring the Internet for different ways they’re made (with not much success) I discovered that they are not…
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On Writing…
There is something comforting to me when I write. My pen comes in contact with the paper and something in my brain switches over. There is that sound of the pen making that scratching noise that I miss if I don’t write daily. Then there is the smell of the ink. I don’t think I…
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When I grow up…
Nothing happened today And everything happened too These days have become habitual Feet falling to the ground standing in a comatose-like zen posture, I blink People mistake it for winking Hard to shake some habits I live in the ‘why bother’ age where living defines you Anger – Anger – Anger “God I wish I…
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Dear Diary
So far in my life, there has been a lot of writing that goes nowhere and I have no idea if more exists. Is it new? Or is it just regurgitation? Words come out and all I can do is put them in the order I see them. All these words are stream of consciousness…
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Blog Entry (that needs no title & yet this is it)
I wear my red shoes when I paint or write. Right now, in my bare feet, I am wondering about this blog & my attachment to it even though my posts aren’t as regular as they once were. Then I remembered…. I’ve changed. As this is a personal blog, it will change as I change…
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#27
She plucked a wide-open rose that collapsed before she could catch its scent. Death was the effect by the hand that fed it. © Susan Yammouni
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Fiji in May
Hi Bloggers, I went to Fiji for a week. A last minute decision, I needed to get away and do something different from the daily crap I’ve been going through and to just get away. I went with my cousin Annette, who if it wasn’t for her, I would not have gone. She really saved…
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Blogging at Half Past Midnight
So I was going to write this whole spiel, actually I did but then I deleted it all, about what’s been going on with me and why I haven’t been around. Yeah well, nobody wants to hear it in depth, so I’ll keep it short. My Mum died in March, which pretty much tore my…
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Assumption is a Bitch
Apparently I gauge men too high as a result of my Classics reading. I’m looking for Rochester, Darcy & Dantes instead of your average Joe. While I commend this person to have the balls to state this to me, albeit in a private message on Facebook, I was happy to amend their theory by assuring…
Red Shoe Artist 