Lilac

everytime i see this word i go, ' lily-ac! '
then i start berating myself internally for sprouting such nonsense..

Lilac.

so happy!
annual leave in november. i love the fall.
i love josh.

i really like Whole Foods. besides being organic and pro-green, they present me with various choices of healthy shit, yummy healthy shit at it!
like yesterday i had mum's homemade soup -which is basically a clear chicken(free range of course) carrots, celery and onion all thrown in- and a slab of sesame covered seared tuna fillet.
it's heavenly laa! imagine this: hunk of tuna, sesame seeds, nigella seeds and wasabi covering the sides, seared lightly so the centre's still pink and raw, cut a slab about an inch thick horizontally and you've got yourself the garden of eden. throw in a mix of rocket and red chard and squeeze a wedge of lemon. ta-da!
it made me feel so fucking organic.
their breads....don't get me started on their freshly made daily breads. sourdough, kalamata olives, four cheeses, fruit and nut, whole grained, ciabata, foccasia, the works! the aroma alone can kill.
for dinner i had 2 tofu spring rolls(the vietnamese sort rolled with rice paper) half expecting it to taste like my copy of the thelondonpaper but it was just bursting with freshness. like freshly cut grass. i loved it!! loved it!
please don't take my word for it. go see for yourself how Whole Foods can influence a completely new and healthy lifestyle for you. gawd i sound like an ad!?
i suppose the only downside is the disposable wooden(very environmentally friendly la) forks and spoons. they're cute to boot but it tinged my vanilla panna cotta with a little wooden flavour. so i ended up eating my dessert with my nose pinched.

in a bid to distract myself i'm going on a shopping spree. there's nothing else to do here at high street kensington except for maybe have scones with clotted cream and strawberry jam.
choices choices..
1)stuff my face
2) dig a massive hole in my pocket

urban outfitters, H&M, topshop, zara, gap - they're all lined up along the street.
i choose the latter.

i'm nesting.


it started with a space invaders ice cube tray, then it seemed like a good idea to have lavender scenting our place so in came aromatherapy oils and scented wood.
more recently josh and i acquired a set of fridge magnets by JLed fr the comic and toy convention.
the latest splurge spurred on by Trisha, saw me getting my paws on a queen-sized goose and down duvet complete with drumrollls duvet/pillow covers and fitted bedsheets.

this is me B.C. acquiring my own place. Be worried. Be very very worried.

another random post that doesn't garner a title.

i deleted the previous post.
a couple of days ago i went to Joanne's to get my hair washed and blown for ayu's wedding dinner, that's when it hit me.
back in 2007, for the better part of it, spurred on by my then newly acquired overwhelm of finances -this was after Alan and before Joanne- i decided that my magnificent mane deserved only the best, Toni & Guy best. 460 buckaroos worth of best. ouch right..
so anyhoos here's the thing, i don't remember being head over heels infatuated with my wash girl/boy, in fact i can't even remember the hairwash itself. it wasn't bad or anything, just very forgettable.
so this completely bazookas the first post on how i fall hopelessly and utterly in love with my washboy/girl/dyke.

salt water kisses

wordlessly,
we sat in pseudo rain.
still and silent with,
fallen rain crashing all around us.
without prompting
like a mind reader,
you knew the words
to soothe my wounded heart.
merging together,
tiny droplets of water
become one.
just as we are.