Archive | August 2013

One…Two…Three Things

One thing that I love is being a part of something beautiful. Well, I won’t say we grew up together but we definitely met when we were growing up. You know that crucial stage when you have just checked in to your teens and  you’re discovering yourself and what kind of person you are? You can picture that, we were made room mates in high school. We would argue with her about anything and everything, even about a shoe lace. Just kidding, but she kept me on toes. I am defensive, she’s more defensive. Crazy pair, always being matched up, but somehow with all these self brought dramas we hacked through high school. We would later meet up and catch up about life things, where we are, what we want and where we want to be, great friends. Fun times, out we go, dance and karaoke, okay once when she sings everyone shuts, or keeps off the stage true story because she makes you look bad *sound extremely croaky*.

She has the voice that I could never match up to because *whispers* singing is not my thing. I can’t even remember the lyrics to songs, let alone the tunes, but at least I have good taste in music. Then she sang at her wedding and balancing tears. Pin drop silence, everyone in awe, others picking their jaws from the ground. I was pretty sure if I was the groom I would be asking for the second box of Kleenex as she sang ‘Run Away – The Corrs’. The song has never sounded better than that, the lyrics finally made so much sense. Sounds like I’m exaggerating but it was breath-taking. I regret not taking a video of it though the picture speaks a thousand words, doesn’t it?

Blaice Wedding

The cake was delish. Some fresh, spongy, fruity black forest that was placed on each table, so there was A LOT to go around. I was one of those people who hogged on so much cake, “hey, my mate is getting married” eats away the cake in her honour it was that kind, so no guilt felt. The brides maids, she searched far and wide and landed on some 5 hotties. Some of who are now my new set of friends, were such a bubble of excitement waiting to burst out. I can say it actually did burst out, too much sunshine, smiles, dancing … happiness. From the make up, the attire, impeccable! It just made you feel pretty. Like a flower, which get’s me to my other discovery, that I don’t hate flowers. I hate the bulkiness that comes with some bouquets of flowers and the attention it seeks for people. Everyone wants to find out who sent it, what’s the occasion, how you feel. Talk about change of heart, if they came in a small package like the one we brides maids carried, I figured, that’s beautiful. I definitely wouldn’t mind me a bunch. Any time!

Then after the wedding, the next question was, will I sing for my hubby during my big day? Hell-to-the-no! I could croak away, or maybe the right word is, “I would croak away” the thought of it gave me the shivers. However, I might just write a post and read it out, it has to be an  interesting one though so that you don’t sleep. So don’t expect that I will ever sing in front of a crowd, that I left for Blaice, to each their own.

I love it that many of my friends are meeting their soul mates and getting into the marriage phase. Starting families in our youth and striving to be our best, to be home makers and care takers of our own. It just goes to show that we’re all grown and matured now. That we can take care of other people besides ourselves. Whatever pace you decide to take though don’t feel pressured, just let your life take its course. Single, dating, married, out of marriage, doesn’t matter really, just be the woman after Gods own heart. Don’t feel any less because of the stage of life you’re now in. Where you’re meant to be and who you’re meant to be with are all part of Gods plan, play your part and let him do the rest. That means you have to be in constant communication with him to be able to figure these stuff out, it’s harder than rocket science when you do it on your own. That’s my take.  As for my newly wed friends (Blaice and Nick), I wish you nothing less of a blessed marriage. One full of learning, loving and lots of laughter.

Proverbs 31

The Proverbs 31 Woman in a nut shell.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Friday Snippets

Of discovering the bliss behind leave days. When it’s not because of exams or because of a function but just because you deserve to sit back and do a little bit *modesty* of nothing. Then I discovered that these blissful days do end and you’re back to the usual cycle of life. But boy am I glad that I am in that cycle because there’s someone who wishes that they had something to do, something that will enable to them to make a living. Many at times I want to whine about work and things that I can do but not doing, then I think of the person who wishes to but can’t. Then I turn my whining into thanksgiving.

So goes with many other things in life. There are people who would do anything for what you have but you keep trashing yours every other day, while others keep praying for your kind every other day. Be thankful for what you have. I know it’s never enough, but it’s better to thank God for what you have now and work towards making it better. It feels more rewarding that way, at least for me it does.

Thankful

Thank God Its Friday

WATCHING

Lots and lots of movies, series, just name it. Comes with being on leave, the couch wants us back to work, to get a breather. These were my favourites because they either left me wanting more or in awe (like, how can a movie be this good).

Red Widow (series), about a woman whose father is a tycoon in the drug business and is married to a guy who becomes part of the business. Only for him to be killed later because he was about to reveal all the guys involved in the business including his wife’s father. As the widow, she takes up his debts with another tycoon and has to now play business partner and mother to 3 children. Intriguing.

Broken City (movie), a cop is charged with murder but deemed ‘not guilty’ with some undercover evidence that would jeopardize his freedom temporarily missing. He then starts a firm for tracking people which of course takes up all his time and the wife is an actress (hehe, you can figure how that goes). The mayor suspects his wife is cheating and gives him the job to get all the details and it gets dirty because the wife realizes and tries to give him a counter offer but it’s to late.

Trance (movie), about hypnosis. This guy who auctions these expensive paintings and is an addict to online gambling starts seeing a psychologist who hypnotises in order to help you get over your problem and after a couple of sessions, they start getting closer and an affair brews. Scratch that, he gambles too much and owes a big chuck of cash to which he makes a deal with some thugs to pay off his debt and in return he steals an expensive painting for them. But then, he plays them and forgets where he put the painting. Then of course they’re advised to see a psychologist to help him remember, and guess who he chooses, the woman. It’s twisted, it plays with your mind because … hypnosis.

Devious Maids (series), say drama and accents, Spanish (Latino) accents in one sitting – ah-mah-zing! It’s basically about spoilt maids in the houses of their masters. How they’re treated, the gossip, the speculation.

Now You See Me (movie), about magic things. Where an FBI agent and an Interpol detective track a team of magicians who pull off bank robberies during their performances and reward their audiences with the money.

Ice Man (movie), he’s married, a father but he’s also a cold blooded murderer. He slits throats, shoots and is still the loving husband and daddy to his family. The authority finally catch up with him but the in between, worth the watch.

LOVING

Leave. In my 5 years of working, wow 5 years (from 2009 to now, it just seemed like the other day), I have never really had a genuine leave. It was usually because I have a exams, or I have a function but just to sit and chill. Nah. This was an awesome first and definitely worth the take. Just a week of bum mode. Now it’s sadly over.

LISTENING TO

Sara Bareilles, her music is beautiful and soulful. Check out the link.

READING

Want to start on Paulo Coelho’s – The Winner Stands Alone.

Managed to hack the #3books1month challenge, but considering that I only read them on my way to and from work, that was quite a challenge:

  • Paulo Coelho – Brida; About this lady called Brida who is trying to find herself and identify her soul mate. I like how Paulo Coelho writes on his view of life, it’s mostly how most of us see it but are not able to express it. Aren’t we all in search of our purpose and that one person who connects with us.
  • Danielle Steel – Big Girl; About family, some of people are accepted so easily into the family, others have to fight to be loved.
  • Lauren Weisberger – Devil Wears Prada – Don’t I love how she writes. I feel like a fly on the wall, I could picture her life from her writing. If I were to start writing, I would do something of this sort or the Elizabeth Gilbert Kind.

EATING

Food, most of which I have whipped up, of course except for the grilled chicken we happily got from Galitos. Well deserved.

French Toast, Chicken, Rice, Mashed, Liver

Yummers!

LOOKING FORWARD TO

This weekends pork plan, but it’s always about the people. Great company right there and of course good food *read pork* to go with that.

SAVING FOR

Again I say, either to becoming entrepreneurs or to BIGGER pay checks, this looking forward to pay-day business, I don’t fancy. Besides that, I’m saving for a couple of things that if I began to mention them I’ll feel broke we don’t want that do we now. Let’s hope I get them all soon enough.

PLANNING FOR

The next leave days. This is what it has come to. Now that I know how sweet leave is, I am definitely going to be planning my leave days.

THINKING OF

The finality of our words. You really get what you ask for, not necessarily now, it could be later, and much more later for some. Most of the things people become is what they confessed some time. In one way or another you really work towards that which you really want, not necessarily in the conventional way, sometimes it comes in the unconventional way.

You don’t have to be in an office seat to get where you want to be, you could do your thing in your own little way. Or surprisingly, the world could sometimes pull its resources for you to achieve it whatever it is you’ve always wanted. I’ve seen it and read it. Tell me how my 90 something year old grandma could be finally going to the States to visit family? She always said she’ll go visit her son and grand children, and she will. The finality of our words.

Reminds me of Chris Daughtry’s – Home lyrics,

Be careful what you wish for,
‘Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don’t want.

To more laughing, living and loving. Let your weekend be nothing short of interesting, blessings!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Caring Too Much … Perhaps?

Sometimes you care so much even when you are not meant to. Not that caring is bad, caring is the best thing that could ever happen to anyone. To care about someone, to be cared for, best feeling in the world. If anything, caring is synonymous to love. When you care about someone and someone cares about you just as much or more, then that’s love, genuine love. Or at least that’s what I choose to think is one of the basics components which constitutes love. Caring is selfless, something you give not because it’s an obligation you’re supposed to fulfil or because it’s a duty assigned to you, but because you feel the need to and that the person you care for deserves at least that from you, they are that special.

care

I know you’re wondering where I am getting to with this, I am too. Was just trying to show you that caring is actually good, until it becomes bad. We people are known to care too much. Caring too much even for things and people who don’t really deserve it, people who don’t really matter to us, people who don’t really care about us and neither do we about them. We care about the wrong things from those people, we care not because we actually care for or about them, instead, we care what they think about us, what they say about us, what their opinion of us is or even whether what we do or say pleases them or captures their attention and if they’ll have something good to say about it or us. We even create the illusion that for us to be happy, we must please these people who we don’t really care about by doing or saying things that we normally wouldn’t do or say. We are not ourselves around them in the aim to please them, an extra price to pay for something you don’t need to do in the first place. Sounds familiar?

Not once or twice, I can say that I have tried to please those people who don’t care about me. Saying things I wouldn’t normally say, doing things I normally wouldn’t do, basically going completely out of my way not to be myself, all in the name of trying to make someone else happy. Someone who doesn’t recognize how much effort you have put in whatever it is you’re doing to make sure that they are happy or comfortable. Not being you bites you in the back when you’re very unaware. It’s the same people you try to please who will talk smack about you in your absence, who won’t be straight with you, who will be quick to say what’s wrong instead of what’s right to other people besides you. It’s like throwing a curve ball, you think you’ve scored a goal after a super strike only for it to come back and hit you in the face.  I must have reached a point in life I figured it’s always been about the people I care for and the people who care about me and no one else. The rest usually fall into place, they settle for what the ones you care about get.

Sometimes you want to carry all the weight of the world, but (un)fortunately you have only two hands with some inspiration from “Avicii – Wake Me Up”. I bet God had that in mind when he gave us two hands, you can’t start operating like an octopus. Basically be who you are, do what’s in your ability, be honest with yourself and to those around you, say and do what you feel because those who care about you or matter will definitely not mind and those who don’t care about you or don’t matter … well does it really matter now that they don’t matter? I think it’s a notion we have in our heads that everyone should like us for we who we are. Unfortunately now, the universe doesn’t play easy, so those one who don’t matter shouldn’t bother you, because eventually, they fade away. Difficult one but for an easier win, just know your people!

Care

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

China Utensils and Fragile Hearts

Remember when we were kids and there were special china utensils tucked away in a locked cabinet? With the fear that your butter fingers could have them tumbling down with just one touch. Which was the case anyway. It’s like kids had magical powers, instead of the “midas touch”, it was more like the “break touch”. These utensils would only be unleashed when visitors and I mean important visitors are coming over. This is after you’ve been given the subtle warning that you are not to use those dishes. Just use your usual ones even when the visitors are busy clinking them away with forks, knives and spoons. Thank God my mother wasn’t that kind though. Or maybe it’s because well our plates were ordinary but they looked pretty in the cabinet which was never locked, you could pick whichever tickles your fancy. We also had this ‘bad’ habit of calling dibs on utensils, “That’s my plate/ mug/spoon” because you thought it to be really pretty.

Glass Heart

Sometimes in life we look at things and deem them fragile and you try to keep them away from anyone who has the possibility of breaking them. Not knowing that those things that we look at with so much fragility, have their own inner and outer strength enough to protect themselves.  Not giving them the opportunity to be admired by others or offer their services to people who would really appreciate them or whose presence would make them feel special. Sometimes we lock away the best of ourselves somewhere in our inner cabinets and save that for the people we think deserve our best not knowing that those that we think don’t deserve also do. Expose the best of you to people closest to you because they’re the ones who will appreciate you most. They know how fragile and delicate you are and will treat you as such. Unlike the other people who know and feel like they deserve the best of you but don’t know anything about you.

Basically, given the chance, be the best that you can because that person you’re locking inside and saving for an opportunity to display is dying inside and getting wasted when they could be out there being recognized for who they are, beautiful, delicate but strong to handle anything that comes their way. Ain’t it? And no more hiding china’s in the cabinet, let your children use them, let them have that confidence of using fine things without being instilled that fear of breaking them. Let them break them in case their butter fingers are slippery, punish them a little, and teach them how to handle the fragile things. With that, they’ll learn to respect people and their fragility. They’ll know that they’re also special because they are exposed to the same things that special people are exposed to. Let them know that china utensils can be broken and bought but hearts cannot be re-bought once broken.

QUOTE OF THE WEEK

You got this

What are you up to over the weekend? Mine’s wedding things, one of my friends is getting married and I am on the line up. It’s been a long time since I was on one, so will definitely let you in on how it goes. Tomorrow is a HOLIDAY, thanks to our Muslim brothers and sisters. This post was done in a hush hush…lol have a blessed day. Work has to be done now. *Excuse me if there’s any grammatical errors, to be corrected.*

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

The Fake Hiatus

Because technically it looks like I was in one but I really wasn’t. I was just a little lazy coupled with a series of blank moments. Oh boy, then I remember there’s blogging in my life, which happens almost all the time, but then I open a blank page and run out things to write or worse think I have lots to share only to start out and go, “nah, maybe I shouldn’t.” The title should have been a day in a bloggers life. We have so much to say, but then we have moments where you question yourself and what you are about to say. You start feeling like every-time you share something you’re exposing yourself.

Does it ever get to a time you just don’t feel like saying anything, you just want to go sit at the corner and see what’s going on around you and probably see if anyone will take notice? I remember it used to happen to me every once in a while when I was growing up maybe it still does just that I haven’t reviewed myself of late. I was the talkative one, but then it would reach a point I would want to take some time out, and consciously or subconsciously I would just retreat. It’s like I’m there but not really there, you know just be invisible for a moment. Maybe to see if there’s someone who cares enough to check up on me or give me stories as well. Such a tease, then of course chances are that no one really did and I get over my “fake hiatus” or “invisible” moment and  go back to my normal chatty self.

In this case, well, I was going through a phase and now I am back with a BANG! July was one hell-of-a cold month and it looks like it’s rubbing off on August already. August needs to shake that off, because my wardrobe and body can’t take it any more, I want the sun. Not the scorching kind though, just enough to keep me warm during the day and allow me not to over-layer clothes. Which is interesting because we human beings have our needs changing more often than baby diapers. One time we want the sun, then when it’s smack right in the middle of your forehead hot enough to fry an egg sunny side up, you want it to rain and when it rains cats and dogs with puddles all over, we want the cold, just the cold and now it’s cold, good grief, I want the sun.

It’s just like life. When you’re presented with one situation, you forget how the other one you were in used to be. And when the one you’re in doesn’t appeal to you as you anticipate(ed) it to, you want to get back to where you were before because you think it was better than what you’re experiencing now. In essence, you were probably looking forward to the situation you’re in just as eagerly. Life is  such a twist. With that, I think the reason God made seasons, is so that we learn to live with each of them.

Learn to persevere through the scorching sun and thunderstorms as well as be content when the suns comes out during the thunderstorm and the rain pops when the sun is scorching.

Other than the cold, I actually managed to try out a few things that I haven’t either done in a long time or just never done before this July, so it wasn’t boring either. At the end of the month when I look back, there’s a lot to smile about more than there is to frown about. Actually, I wouldn’t say there’s anything there is to frown about. God has been good to me, to us, I am more than grateful. Here goes;

Danielle Steel, Books, Good Reads

Gifted book mark by the parents I think during my very 1st graduation…I’ve graduated that many times. Love the message #TreasuredGifts

 A friend recommended the #3books30days challenge and I decided to take it on, easy *read difficult, very* as it sounds. I have done 2 books so far; Brida – Paulo Coelho and Danielle Steel – Big Girl, one more to go,  Lauren Weisberger – Devil Wears Prada ( really  looking forward to reading this one). I had kind of shelved my book (novel) reading because of school and the exhaustion it comes with but it’s like I am now getting my reading mojo back, slow but coming on.

Friends, Friendships, Hosting

The scarf is courtesy of FloEssentials (Facebook). Scarves are her thing, she ties them so effortlessly it’s amazing, while I struggled my way around with it.

Of friends discovered through other friends and turning out to be ah-mah-zing. You know those lose introductions that happen because the person I hang out with also used to hang out with her. Then a few years after, we somehow keep in touch and we decide you know what, maybe we should just link up and catch up. The world just leads you to the people who are meant to be close to you “the touch effect” and we decide to hang out and ta-daaaaa *if you’ve watched Crood you should relate* we’re just insync. They (my friend and the hubby) finally got us to do our first hosting, we feared at first (you think of all the things you don’t have, like serving dishes et al, you know the bachelor-bachelorette lifestyle) and they were the most comfortable and entertaining guests we’ve ever had *actually, the first*, now they don’t feel like guests any more. We ate, drunk, played scrabbled, poker and chatted the night away. They are officially our favorite couple friends, you know you’ve gotta have those. Grateful they found their way into our lives, or vise versa.

Nail Polish, Sunset

You see both rarely, that’s the relation. LOL. There could be no better way to describe me getting my nail polish groove on, but I did. I find it such work, you know the application process, the fanning of your hands for it to dry, the holding things delicately to avoid the much dreaded smudge. Oh but it definitely looks good on me as I type on my key board. I could literally type gibberish just to have a glance at my peach painted nails. I think that’s my motivation for now, let’s hope it lasts long enough to have me purchase a different color.

As for the sunset, I went to visit my folks on the weekend and on my walk I was engulfed by the beautiful view of the sunset. It even looked more beautiful when seeing it through that singled out tree. Picture perfect. If I had a Canon or Nikon camera, trust me this pic would have made it to Mutua Matheka’s wall paper Monday, but I didn’t.

So much more happened of course, but these were the ones I was able to capture, or do you want a novel? Nah. How was your July? Hoping it was great and you would have a thing or more to say about it. The best thing about today (very convenient that it’s 1st August), is that you know something you didn’t know yesterday. Better yet, is you are or will be able to do something you didn’t do yesterday or ever before. That’s the beauty of life, everyday gives you a chance to play it out a little or to a great extent differently from how you did it before. It’s very forgiving in that sense, it holds no grudges, only you do. Have yourself a blessed August.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*