Of Red Wines and Mondays

 

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photo from: A Cup of Jo: 7 Tips for Ordering the Perfect Glass of Wine

 

Cheers to the day that I can buy myself a Vintage Classic Red Wine of my own!

Yes. I am looking forward to that day. Because by then can I enjoy the luxury of drinking red wine in a wine glass while listening to classical music and reading a book or just my eyes closed, thinking and imagining things, and not worrying about where the red wine came from, how much it cost me, and who’s gonna get angry at me for drinking wine on midday. If they do, I’ll say, “hey! I bought it. I decide when and where to drink it.” Huh.

 

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still, from A Cup of Jo: A Trick for Choosing Wine

 

Anyways, I hope you started your week right. Mondays. I’m guessing a lot of you guys hate it, dread it, work day again, or whatever makes you hate Mondays much. But I love it. For reasons so obvious like it’s the start or another week, another set of adventures ahead, without knowing what’s coming. I love it because I know I can restart, refresh on anything I want to because it is a Monday. And with Mondays, new things come to life, new beginnings, new challenges, you name it!

First, I found out a new friend has four dogs! Isn’t that awesome?! I am definitely┬ávisiting the pets. ha ha. Sorry new friend, I guess I like pets more. hihi. Then there’s this weekly lunch meeting my mentor started last week. So this week is the second lunch meeting, held every Monday before or after eating lunch together. Today was the start of our training, even whether they realize it or not, but it was the beginning of a massive training for the group. My mentor was satisfied with the results and she is happy. Later today, we had another new member of the group, although she was already in, she was officially a member today. We were all happy. At home, we all had dinner together, the kids are happy, husband is happy, what more can I ask for? Ended the day with Game of Thrones episode 6 with hub. Great start for the week.

Still thinking of buying myself my own vintage red wine. or can I leave that to the one who can and would buy me a bottle? Ha ha.

How about you? How are you doing today? ­čÖé

Blank

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A blank page.A blank mind. A blank brain. We all go through this some times. And more often than not, for most thinkers. I go through this a lot of times because my brain is working 26/7. Yes, that is reality.

But whenever you have some blank moments, you need to stop and embrace it. Do not force to work. Do not force to be the opposite of blank. Because if you do, it is when you’ll get exhausted and say you’re done with what you are doing. And that isn’t always good.

So what to do at times of blankness?

Listen to music. There’s a great deal of music you can listen to boost your creativity, to get it flowing again, or just some chilling songs to let time pass.

Stare into the distant but make sure it’s nature you are facing. Nature gives the best relaxing aura you would ever need.

Spin something. Spin a pen, toss a coin, or play basketball. When you are doing this, your mind is looking at something that has a point of direction, that atleast would not get you lost track of what direction you want to take.

Eat. But not a lot. Or better yet go out and walk down the street of Food Street. Smell everything. From grilled pork to seafood burning, to the smell of onions and garlics. The sound of something cooking. The idea of cooking, of eating, without really doing it…you’ll get full and in no time your brain isn’t that blank anymore.

Fix. Organise. The room, the house, the kitchen, anything. There ain’t no better than cleaning and fixing things around when you don’t feel like writing or drawing or doing anything else.

Whoa. That was easy. Here’s some other posts on blank

Blank Heart

utterly baffled, still

top 10 movie blanks┬á, “Here’s Looking at You, Miss P.”

starting over, with a blank page…

intentionally blank, for the sake of it

fill in the blanks of my heart…

blankety blank, abank on a shank

 

 

 

Countless

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Everything is countless! Unlimited!

Problems, arguments, doubts, chaos, politics, wars, hatred, anger, revenge, ignorance…and many other things from the dark side.

But so are…

Blessings, opportunities, chances, love, friendships, relationships, care, knowledge, understanding, courage, strength, motivation, inspiration…and many other things from the bright side.

It all depends on you. It depends what and how you see and deal with things, circumstances, events. You hold what is countless for you. You have control on your angels and demons. And sometimes we may not notice that either consumes us more than we planned it to. But whether it does go beyond our limits or not, we have the final card. We choose whether it should stop now or let it go on.

My mind is afloat, again. When is it not, anyways? I drift from our house to the plain fields kissed by the rising sun. On the road, I hear voices. And they’re talking about how useless a certain person is. I ignore it. I tolerate everything. Not because I can but because I do not want to add the darkness inside. Countless are the times I go into silence. Countless are the nights I lie awake and think about how silent I should be, how calm should I be when I hear people complain. Countless are the things that bother me. I know some of you feel the same way. But countless are the solutions we all have. The world is so full of it that we have a remedy to the countless things that we have in our heads.

My point is…however countless the dark side is, do not ever forget that the night may be dark but the stars that shine so bright are countless that it may surpass the darkness by numbers.

And here we go with interesting finds for today’s prompt

how many times? countless! Haha!

countless blessings

Bob’s countless post

A Grain of Thought

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A grain of thought, for you and for me and the entire human race…

Am a little off today because I was thinking about how open I was with the world, just recently. I am surprised and nearly paralised with the thought that I haven’t been myself while being myself altogether. How’s that? I am not sure. Anyways…

A grain of thought…

There’s a certain grain of thought that I would like to impart with the people I encounter. If only they would listen, if only they would believe, if only they would take risks. Then the world be a little less chaotic. Then life would be as simple as a yes or no series of events. So what is this I want them to have a knowledge of?

Open-mindedness to everything and taking risks is all worth it. It does not matter when you fall, when you fail. You just have to get up and move along to the next opportunity. The next chance of grabbing your dreams and living the way you wanted. Because life was made to fail and we were made to learn from it. But everyone seems to be so focused on the limited photographs of life that they ignore the ugly ones, they put them aside and move along to the known and common path. If only we all took the less-traveled path then it wpu;dn’t be called like that, then we would all be risk-takers and we would all learn from each other.

Now wouldn’t that be such a grain for everyone?

*giggling*

here’s my favorite posts on grain

slipping existence, slipping through my hands, through my fingers…

the sands of time

life’s a beach, true in every corner you look at it

what I learned from a shoebox, I learned from the lone rose

little seed, little seed, oh when will you grow up?

here the dead rise early

Phase

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We come through many phases and in each phase is a different face. There’s a phase where you’re looking for yourself, looking for who you are and what you’re made for. There’s a phase where you are so in love with something but after that phase it wouldn’t really matter to you that as if you haven’t even liked that something that you loved. It’s just because you are in that phase that you were so in love with it. But it differs, in every person, whether a phase stays for just a while or if it stays longer than anticipated.

But whatever phase you are in right now, it only means you are improving. If you’re not, then something is wrong with you. Understanding phases, you need first to understand yourself. Without knowing who you are and what you are capable of, you wouldn’t understand the phases you’ve been through, the phases you’re facing, and the phases that you will be going through in the future.

In short, know yourself. Before anything else.

arrghh, so late for yesterday’s prompt, but posting it anyways…and here’s a few from around the world that posted about “phase”..

different moods of a rose

mojo phase

phases in life

lovely days, oh lovely days… (do you know that song?)

the best phase of my life

 

Saga

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Saga: a long and complicated story with many details; a long and complicated series of events

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So would it be nice and fun to call my life a saga? Ha ha. A few things that I could tell you about the past that can be considered as part of my life saga…

Because I am not a kid anymore… I remember having nightmares and that we have to move from one place to another every time something does not go right.

Because I am not a teenager anymore… I slapped guys for no reason, I shout and laugh like a hooligan, I cried a lot for a lot of reasons, and I act like a boy by being strong and brave enough to face a bully, carrying heavy things like a a gasoline tank and water gallons.

Because I am not wild anymore… I introduce myself to strangers just because, I befriend everybody yet considers a few to be real friends, I keep so many wild secrets in my head, I say the first thing that comes up in my brain without thinking first, I hurt people verbally and I really do not regret it, I watch korean novellas and  compare and almost re-enact them in real life.

And of course in between those lines are a lot more in to them, words and events that are best hidden than to be told. I guess that’s what a saga would be with all the thrills and suspense in one’s life…

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If you would like me to continue and detail it more, tell me so. In the comment box below, on Facebook, or Twitter, or Viber. Social Media has a lot of platforms out there where you could connect with me.

And…here are a few of my fave posts from today’s prompt:

how dark are you and your thoughts?

A punctual saga

South

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First thing that pops out in mind: GoT. But we’re not talking about that right now. haha.

“When you’re always going north then suddenly it brings you back to south due to an unexplainable reason” and you seem to like it for mysterious reasons. Rings a bell? Nope? Fine, whatever.

South…North…opposites. Just like my Diverse and another post. Oh well.

The northern lands here is a cold and windy place, with a lot of greens and zigzag roads while the southern lands are where the hot weather lies and the flat and steady streets are. The north is where I live, I breathe, I imagine things. The south is where the real city lies. It is where I come to spend a day or two or even a week of breathing in the bigger world, the bigger picture of what is real in the eyes of the city people.

I think that is all I can share for now. Still coping up with overwhelming events. Till our next long post.

Meanwhile…

My fave posts for today’s prompt

when love goes south, we come to our senses without realizing it

i might end up chasing the clouds

south coasts

the difference

north and south-the endless story

directions i have loved and continue to love

Diverse Part 2

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Let’s say…
Scale Modeling.
I tried a gundam from the caravan at Toy Kingdom. I liked it. I enjoyed it. I never knew that I would be so into the work that I wanted to finish the details and all. Inside me, it is a…WOW! I am in love.

And then comes the event. The Twelfth IPMS Baguio Invitationals “Edge of Time”. A little bit of roaming around the glass containers where all the little things reside. Gundams, Zoids, Battle Ships, Aircraft…Planes and tanks and all military stuff. Sinking it all in is overwhelming, let alone observing the tini-tiny details of each piece. Oh wow. This is the real thing.

I approached a guy on the 1st day. Asked him what IPMS is. I just have to know what it means. I cannot just go barging in like some V.I.P. who wants to be “in” with my p.js. hahaha! So i went home and researched a bit.

IPMS~ International Plastic Modelers Society

Started in UK since 1963. That is all I need to know. I have to be in the field to get the feels. So I came back the next day. I was early and saw a guy, alone at the stage, tinkering a plane. I watched, asked a few questions, and voila I am in love with IPMS. Signed a form, paid my first annual fee, and observed and learned from the man I was watching. I was in awe. Pure bliss. In the moment. I could not keep my eyes from the plane and the details. Stayed there for seven hours and learned a lot. At the end of the day, that is the only time I figured he was the Vise President of IPMS Baguio!

I wasn’t there the next day. We had a trip to Lepanto, Mankayan, Benguet. Roundtrip so that was nice. The next day I was early again. This time he was finished with the plane and an Iron Man figure in combat version, and is now on with a chopper. But another man was going to tinker a tank so I have to observe others too. I went at his table to observe. I have to learn everything I can before starting on my own.

It was a lot to take in. But it was worth all the space I have in my brain.

Observe. Observe. Observe. The details. The way they hold their tools. They way they stroke their brushes. The way they talk. The way they manage things. The way they start their modeling kits. They way they show how and what they do. All of it, all of the details and things you cab learn from them…it is all craft, unique to each and everyone of them, different from one another. One modeler is a whole new package, a whole new adventure.

On the last day of the event, the president gave me a Lockheed Martin F16CJ, Block 50, Fighting Falcon. My very first modeling kit. My very first project. I am so excited I cannot help myself from jumping like a rabbit. And then I realized I was in public. Oops. Childish act alert! Haha. So I went to buy my first tools that day. Not yet complete but at least I started to purchase what I need.

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In this hobby, you need a lot of character. Me? I just need focus and determination. I have so many inspiration in starting such hobby and although people are telling me that I might get bored, I might get exhausted and tired and weary, burnt out and everything. I am up for the challenge. I am challenging myself that I won’t be the one to get burnt out along the way.

Monday Speed Typing

Haven’t been posting lately and can only post short ones due to the overwhelming events that occurred in my life recently.

All I can say is that…

WOW!!!!!!!!

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My life has turned upside down last week and the past few days have proven to be such an adventure.

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I can only post a picture of mine and these are the faces of me when I am at the peak of an iceberg or not really.

This week will be a lot of traveling, training, meeting yet another group of new people, and eating less to remove the excess of everything, soul and body matter-of-fact speaking.

I hope you have a wonderful week and hoping to blog more regularly after this moment of haze in my head. Good luck to us all! Oh and if you have post requests or anything you’d like me to share on the blog, just leave a comment or mail me at hersnippets@gmail.com

I will be waiting!

XoXo

Diverse

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You and I have diverse interests yet we have so much in common. Now how complicated could that be?

P.S.
Very short post for today’s prompt due to the overwhelming events of the day. So. Here’s some things to read on…

what is diverse, and how do you define it yourself?

day job.

diverse styles of writing

diverse lifestyles

P.P.S.
A friend of mine just launched his newly made app in Google Play Store and he needs your feedback. Can we give him a round of applause? Hoping you could give him feedback too. Much thanks!