Share my World * July 24, 2017

 

 

My favorite types of teas?

I am a tea lover. My friends usually gave me a taste of tea from the country where they travel. I like the smell of jasmine & lavender. Not to forget the different fragrance of flowers from Taiwan teas. So soothing every time I drink peppermint tea. I have also developed the habit of drinking milk tea –most of the time with boba pearls.

But my old-time favorite kind of tea are the Lipton ones specially prepared by my daughter when she was a kid playing tea party with me and her dolls. Priceless!

Winding-Road-Signs

If you had to describe your day as a traffic sign, what would it be?

I think it would be a winding road. Why? Because it also reminds me of the song by The Beatles. I, however, interpret it as a symbolism of life — full of trials.

What are a couple of things could people do for you on a bad day that would really help you?

Most likely have a cup of tea or coffee with a friend and talk to her about it – especially on a bad day,  I go for a walk, get a massage or watch a movie.

Regardless of your physical fitness, coordination or agility: If you could be an athlete, what would you do? Dreaming is always allowed

If I could be an athlete, I would like to be an Alpine Ski Racer.  Never seen snow nor Alps in real life,  but always enjoy watching women like Lindsay Vonn.

 

 

 

 

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Kindness

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I made this cross-stitch many years ago. It now hangs in the corner of our dining area.

I find the messages beautiful. I always teach the beauty of kindness to my daughter. I wanted her to be kind in words and in deed. I believe that we have to be careful on how to treat people. Like the law of karma,  what you do to others has a way of coming back to you. And in the garden of life, what you reap is what you will sow.

Tulips

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my own version

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Last month, there was a painting class held at the food court along Flower Street. There’s a need to reserve online but I wasn’t able to. So, I just kinda hang around, waiting if someone would change their mind so I can take their slot instead.

I waited but it’s all filled up. So, I just listened to the instructor, teaching them step-by-step on what to draw first. I listen patiently and intensively, taking down notes so won’t forget it.

After few weeks, I tried it myself and finally make my own version of Tulips. Funny, never seen one for real — only in pictures of Holland. Someday, when I had my chance to go to Europe particularly Netherlands, I would definitely take pictures fo different varieties and paint it.

Taal Revisited

Still hot. And to avoid the scorching heat of the sun, my cousin and his family decided to spend the rest of the day to have picnic in Tagaytay – approximately 2 hours drive from Manila.

I can simply marvel at the beauty of Taal Volcano from my vantage point, an active volcano surrounded by Taal Lake.  I’d say it’s a perfect place for picnics, horse backriding, sightseeing and more.

Located on a mountain ridge, you can also try to get closer by riding a boat and climbing its center lake. Maybe I’ll do it next time.

My beer diary

I dont know much about beers but I do like it very much. At first, it was just a taste. After quite sometime, I get used to it and find myself  falling in love with it (Lol)  When I go to parties, I still choose it over hard drinks and cocktail drinks .Someday dreaming of experiencing Octoberfest in Munich. When travelling abroad, I always try tasting the local beers. Last year, I had tried drinking different kinds of beer in Cali. But it sure tasted great when shared with friends. Still for me — nothing beats the best beer in town.

Priceless

I drink coffee everyday. It gives me a certain warm feeling savoring the aroma it brings. Going to Starbucks or cafes gives me relief after a long exercise walk along the streets of LA. Checking mails and brief chats with some of the familiar regular faces of the customers makes me smile.

I like it when its raining. People doesn’t notice tears in my eyes. And yes, I feel much colder, lonelier. My mom and I used to drink coffee together before going back to her apartment. It has become sort of ritual. She’s 85 and still enjoy the simplest thing in life, and drinking coffee with me is one of them. I can only say that “A coffee with mom — priceless.”