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Showing posts with label Number Sixteen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Number Sixteen. Show all posts

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Bank Holiday Bliss

                                                           Bruno and I have run away.
I am feeling restful.  I am feeling, relaxed.  I am thinking, I could really just live long-ish term, in a hotel, especially when the interiors of the room I am given, color-coordiantes with my wardrobe!
Foreground- black & white dress, Background- black puppy, in a room clothed in black, white, yellow and grey.
No cleaning, no dealing with neighbors, repair works, and speaking to 100 people on the phone.
The 100th person...
There is even proper temperature control, internet services that work within my room, and not just one pair of sash windows, but three.  Oh, and a bathroom bathed in natural light.
photo credit- Number Sixteen
Bliss.

It's Bank Holiday, and if I avoid Exhibition Road, I don't even have to walk into a tourist!  
No tourists in sight!
Bliss.

On the very same day in Singapore, my Baby Cousin got dolled up and married.
Beautiful Baby Cousin Bride & Groom with Popo
When she invited me, she told me it would be a low-key, intimate affair.  I'm only inviting XYZ, she said.  How I wish I could have been there on such a special day.

I looked at my brother's photographs and my heart swells for my Baby Cousin.  I looked at Popo and my heart swells larger.  I can feel it in my throat.
Popo is pushing 100.  Her mind is like a tide, receding.  But here she is, ever glorious, with bubbly in hand.  I know she is happy and lucid today.

Bliss.

*All photographs of Baby Cousin's wedding by S. Wong

Monday, July 15, 2013

In the Evening

In the evening, I received a package.  My husband sent Bruno's Sturdi Cube!  Bruno was so happy to see it, he was actually impatient when I was assembling it together.  Once it was fixed, he hurried in, showing off the"inside" command, without even being told.

I also received a surprise birthday note, handwritten by Summie.
What is it about a handwritten note that makes you feel a loved one's touch?

Energised by my family and the stirred Dragon, I decided to take advantage of the cooler evening air, and the late sunset, to get on with moving our things into the flat.
Bruno the World Traveler.  Ready, set- GO!
Pack and unpack, unpack and pack.  When I saw that I had remembered a set of kitchen rags from Singapore, I felt a huge boost of adrenaline within me.  I think God is reminding me that the most important thing I need to cope in any city, is that I can just be myself.

Ahem.  Riddle of the closet (below) has also been solved with characteristic style,  and humor.    Improvisation- my middle name.
We make it back to Number 16 by 9pm. 
Good night, Everybody.  More adventures, tomorrow.