Tuesday, April 27, 2010

A fan of the big picture

I thought i will be naughty today, indulging every bit of my jet lagged body to gather the vintage/past pictures to remind me a story of how i got here. Many of them which were off my little sister tiana, she was an absolutely adorable little bub . Yes, we spoil her rotten! Funny photos which catch you at the moment, im tempted to whip out my camera to give it a shot. My photographer eye to catch every moment of sound, laughter and tears.

I remember spending hours as a little child flipping through photos in my grandma's house and also trying to figure out an untold story behind those days of smiles.
Cant wait to have a whole series of montaged photo. I really should sleep but this must be the excitement of being home.


Dont worry syg, in case you re reading. I MISS YOU LOADS TOO!!!

Friday, April 23, 2010

Beat of May

Beating down to the month of May, Yes im forwarding a week.
Anxious about the many mini projects all launching in one go.
How exciting is this? But i am thankful for the tornado coming towards me
because without much hassle and tears. I wouldnt be in this predicament,
which is STRONG....

Excited to feel the breeze of warmth and familiarity within my reach ,
thats the beauty of what i would like to call a holiday .
I would never get a holiday of a holiday, im taking a holiday to gather
myself and be in my zone for work. Where i can actually get a lot done.
Launching our new line of autumn/winter collection and a good website up and
running. yeay!

Till, i have my feet in the sand. My weekend is predicted to be BUSY

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

That funny feeling

Today, im having that funny feeling sitting in my tummy.
One i seriously need to cut out my alcohol as it clearly drains my body out,
and also the amount of caffeine i consume.

Looking forward to my nesting place which would mean YEAY! DETOX,
Welcoming all the good fruits and some old fun sweat !

That sounds seriously gross, but i need a break!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

End of the hectic month?

It's one of those days where we have nothing but empty bubbles, yeah im feeling that right now. My jar is flowing with a million of activities in which i want to accomplish by the end of the week.

Here's the never ending list
1. 4 proposals which i will remain tight lipped about it
2. Sorting out my room
3. Getting the water company to pick up the unit
4. Ensure the couch is out of the house by the weekend
5. Arranging the back room again! ( inclusive of new furniture)
6. Updating memoirs website
7. Healing my foot which is sprained right now
8. Marketing on sunday
9. Laundry pilling up so high!
10. Sorting out my cats
11. Surviving without going broke

So, lets see if i can tick off all these mini activities

till my next blurp

Friday, April 09, 2010

Craving for a piece of rainbow

Here comes along another Weekend, which means im creeping up to end of April pretty soon! Noooooooo, actually yeay! Meaning the end of a hard month.
Nway im looking forward to moving out for real, Still have the bulk furniture laying around the now house and honestly* our new housemates must think i dont want to move in.

* Cheers to the weekend of many cleans and patching my two cats together + millie

I dont know whats going on but the streets are awfully quite for a friday. However, planning to bury myself into a organization mode. As, i did that whole of monday /tuesday. This time i look forward to putting in the drawers and a table , voila* hopes that spruces up the back room. I also have a whole heap of returns and tagging to do. So after 2 pm till 6 pm , a good solid 4 hours i should get all of that done. Leaves me the weekend to concentrate on customers.

Yes, lately my mind has been tunnelled with a lot of "work" visions and truthfully that consumes me and everything else in it.

Till the weekend is over

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Holiday Blues

Current: Prob 2 kg heavier from this photo

Then: Nothing has changed, prob the rise of activities in life

OK, today was productive. Not only was i away from the lap top at work, i was up from Morning till Late Night sorting out our new stock and making sure everything was tagged and marked properly. Oh boy, wait till i bring in my shelves and cupboard. It will be good as that would introduce a proper shelving unit into the backroom therefore making it easier. However, prior to that. THE CLEANING is just daunting. I reckon i would truly be organized by end of next week.

We're out of paper bags but I'm wanting to use the big ones till half of it is gone and then will i order the mini white ones. The light at the back needs changing so i will sort that out when ajie gets in, wait a minute another light is also out at the front entrance. Mmmmmmm..... in the mood to change the front display hangings. I want to go crazy with the design but my mind is like plugged and congested. So I'm moving things into a pile and doing them as slowly as possible.

Moving has been a failure, however at the rate we're going with things. This would mean that my room will be homey by the time i get in. Rather ridiculous that body corporate only allows moves on the weekdays, i mean people need to work.....

Mood: Mixed with sleepiness and also bloated-ness. Yes, gn you have to quit the sweets. Head says and speaks of tomorrow, its not the weight though the tummy starts the resemble one of a 5 yr old. My body and soul feels awfully sluggish in the morning. Its amazing how true the body mimics what you eat, so i need to stop the junk and load on the "healthy options". I love it anyway aka fruits and veg, admittedly lately I haven't had any of them .

1. Its expensive, if i don't pack or buy them at the markets
2. Most restaurant are meat friendly and have pathetic string of what they call veg dishes which usually plate down to baby slices of cucumber, tomatoes, baby leaves and carrot. Ewww.....
3. I run out of recipes by the second day
4. My partner doesn't eat them, so its rather selfish if i have a cook out and have them all favouring my vegetarian appetite.

Oohhh, its raining. I LOVE the pitter patter of rain, imagining myself curled up to a good book. Ahhhh, cant wait to move. This makes me laugh and reminds me of my Enid Blyton days , hah ...... familiar moments of the way i express myself in writing. Yes, like a children's book. Detailed enough to imagine yourself in my shoes. Strange!

Looks like my hands and mostly heavy eyes are slanting towards making a deep big sleep tonight. Please be good to me dear old Melbourne....No more surprises


Saturday, April 03, 2010

Time permits

Staring into space & literally having the eye balls glued into something that's not really there in the midst of a giant crowd actually zones you . When the "zone" begins, your body almost seems transparent and i drift. I could drift and split myself into a manifest of thoughts. Then, snapping back to reality and falling down with a loud big thud where i realize, god get a grip gee-Ann.

I have moments like these pretty often, yes scary that i enjoy my solitary moment of non existence. Tonight that is the plan, in about 5 Min's i will take a few steps to pick up the sign board & my last existing flower pot to begin my journey home.

1. I want to some light packing & sort out my million of clothes i have
( to be honest, i have gotten rid of most of them)
2. Do some work on the com, well tonight
3. Head to the new house and feed millie and check on chloe, filling the new cupboards with things
4. Draw a timeline of what will take place in the next few weeks in this jam packed schedule i have
5. Nap....i so badly want to nap....

So, rather boring chores and i bet only 50% of that would be achieved!
AHHHHHH..... tram has just passed, meaning I now am stuck in the store for at least 10Min's before the next one arrives.

*Super excited about the built in book case in the room where all my untouched books are sitting right now. Surprisingly I have another case to fill in and somehow or rather looks like my giant shoe collection will sit there...ah yes, I would never call myself a shoes collector and yet i have somehow managed to collect 30 over pairs in 8 years??? Isn't that normal? That's the whole point of today, learning to chuck what needs to be cleared . Time to zen the moments of a hoarder and relinquish the Buddha of necessity

OK,check I'm back home and what are my initial reactions. Scum down the bag of famous amos that sayang has bought. So much for "cleaning", good news is we're heading down and that means I get to clean my room! Thinking about unloading my collection of bags into the cupboard and moving my lucky bamboo plant that slowly is turning into a sickly yellow. Poor thing, looking extremely unhappy in this room. Not to mention, Dali went a little mental on chewing most of the leaves up.Thanks! Sigh* Growing so well in chevron and now looking so wilted. Time to move my baby over & start reviving back my magic tree.Lets see what google magic has in store for me to nurse my plant back into tip top condition?

Thank you for getting back to me but the leaves are not the part that is turning yellow but 1 out of tree stalks are turning yellow.

I printed out the newsletter and will read through it. Should I be worried about the stalk turning yellow?

Jamie's Reply: I am a little concerned. You may have some type of pathogen — insect or fungal. Check for scale or spider mites both are insects. Scale will be a cottony substance or a shell like attachment on the stem or at the base of the leaves. You will need a magnifying glass to see the spider mites — they will be actively crawling around. As for fungal, check for soft tissue any where on the stem especially at the water line. One other thing have you fertilized your lucky bamboo? I will research a little further to see if I can come up with any other possibilities.

ackkkkk!! I will be giving it a quick rinse in the new house and also check for these mites!!! i reckon it's probably the water. After much reading in several forums. Looks like there needs to be some surgery to take place on the yellow stem and cleaning out the existing pots and stones.


Friday, April 02, 2010

Queen of ????

Month of March & April, certainly temperamental. I mean name the amount of trouble someone could get through. Well guess what? That's my colour chart, the range of colours could certainly blind your eye sight from a mile away. Hounded i say by trouble, Giana plays a blessed soul that constantly surrounds herself by a chain . No, i call it a multiplication of test by the man above to see how far her boundaries could be pushed and to which point will she indeed choose sanity or insanity?

Conclusion: I find myself greatly disturbed of my tolerance to pain. Sometimes, i figured if i seem "MEH" i could indeed be less stressed and take the devil by its horn and say the big fat " F YOU " because I'm beyond this. How scary, it is to be in the unknown and that's my dark cloud. The big black hole of nothing swirling in my mirror, that's my future dangling by the Achilles heel.

I suppose that's human dilemma, I'm hoping the subsidised "busy" schedule i have this month would soon turn to ease in May clearing that rather cluttered head of mine. The home can be filled with home cooked meals, Loving cats & my nights with good books curled in my hand. Ha, yes fate laugh me in my face and say dream on!
I smell a good image of my body running about in endless chores of business.
Sometimes, i wonder why don't i have two of me? One could be the vision which is my entrepreneurial side and the other the home maker where i can indulge in a carefully chosen lifestyle which mainly depicts a Pilate's session and Martha Stewart moment with my freshly baked apple pies.

So, slowly breeding my skills into a queen of cards. Silly enough, i could not even handle a day off on a good Friday? Practically in jitters, i sat for a moment feeling a giant pang of...... guilt? Its as though i have programmed myself to fill in action in my day. This is when i think my head needs a rest and a holiday.

Here i began to conjure my dream city and life in New York. I could almost taste and smell the NY air from the last trip. Secretly,i so badly want to pick up my bags and go. Where i could just use even a second to diminish any existing point of madness and just wave the magic wand to form my very piece of art. The tales of travel, my wide eye expression and my magic sponge effect in which i absorb everything in my environment. I sense the building forms, the movement of trees and people. The change of air and smell, entangle in a moment. I crave for those moments which i so long haven't seen.

This is the year, where i am almost quite certain and determine to wash off that chalk board dream and almost tattoo it into my skin . It will be better despite certain circumstances, surely i can do it. I keep getting little mini signs or drop of hints with New York, *chuckles* i reckon its my mind projecting what i want.

twitch* twitch* My eye is doing some weird heart thumping moment in the corner.
Must be excited for my sudden need of an adventure, before i get ahead of myself
and start speeding off into the green light.
I take a big gulp of air, sweep my fringe to the side & do an upward motion with my arms. I quietly pray "to the big guy up there" and believe that as i search in between this web of mess. My little butterfly of hope always appears when i need it most.