I'm moving!!!

I think it has come to me retiring this blog and start a new one.
Bitter sweet and yet, I am ready to have a new blog.
I'll be embracing my real name there. Well... my real nickname.

http://betoalin.wordpress.com/

I'm definitely keeping this blog for my own personal bubbles. Only a few let in. Seven years worth of scribbling I would love to be able to come back here and look back at my life and thoughts.

And, no... no good byes. I hate good byes, makes me all choked up and teary eyes.
I shall say, I will see you there in a bit.

Kane, Chocoholic and Scal, you guys are my blog soulmates.

The Non Eventful Super Bowl

So what?
I'm not a football fan and I don't care about Super Bowl.
Instead, I made four dishes for the next few days so I don't have to cook after work. I made Gule Nangka, 'pork' steak, soup with kielbasa 'sausages' and rice porridge.

Being an introvert, I love Sundays when I don't see anyone but my husband. He told me that I have a big privacy bubble and that I always feel that people are stepping into my personal bubbles all the time (except with him).
He's right. I am an island and I am okay with that.

Now, the extroverts think that their presence is always welcome anytime, like they welcome everyone, anytime.
See the problem here?

So... that's why I love Sundays, that's when everything is so quiet and I can hear myself think.

The Day I Turned 34

I love Saturday mornings.

This cup was a gift I chose myself when my sweet Brazilian friend, Tarcia, gave me a birthday gift card for Starbucks in December.
Since I despise coffee,... I bought something non-caffeinated.

This was a blank mug that came with a pen for you to write anything you like. So, I wrote a day journal about my birthday.

Good morning, Sunshine!

I'm so glad to see the sun light this morning. I know what my dog, who loves to sun bathe, is going to do today.

And I am even more glad that this is Friday.

Chinese New Year

Although I don't exactly celebrate Chinese New Year, I like to eat out and I will find reasons to dine out. So we 'celebrated' by going to this one Chinese place which we haven't been to for more than a year. So, imagine my surprise when the owner of the restaurant greeted us by saying, "Oh, hi. Happy new year! You are the vegetarians, right?"

She must have photographic memory.

Wow.