sunset

today was one of the most glorious sunsets i have ever seen, absolutely staggering! totally awesome as the sky changed the hue of colours from brilliance to mellows.

God's gift to us come this Xmas... to remind us that it is all God, all we have, all we are, all we are to be..

and against such an awesome sight was my dvd of xmas song performances by hauntingly powerful performers, one of whom is Sarah Brightman - what a powerful concoction it was this evening.

sunrise and sunset

we welcome the day with sunrise - well, most of us anyway.. the beginning of another day, with the sun shining bright, life around us bustling and rushing... the earth revolves yet again..

sunset comes with everything and everyone winding down, signing off, going home, dressing down and awaiting the next sunrise..

such is a human life too - sunrise of our lives begins at a baby's first cry, hustle and bustle of growing up, bright days of love and romance, rushing around the days of children and the joys of being a parent....

sunset sees life slowing down, the light dims, accepting that twilight dawns, contemplating that there were good sunrises, and working towards better sunsets.. before it gets dark and silent..

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
it's about learning how to dance in the rain!"

time flies

no sooner is she home, now we think about her leaving...

and its that time of the year - some people will be joyfully decorating, buying presents, planning holidays, and there will be some who will be lonely, poor, and wishing they had presents to give and receive..

and i sadly count the days when i have to give up this home, but i do look forward to moving back to the old home, albeit with some repairs and renewing in the works. it's more practical to dispose of this than that.

someone should invent work to be more enjoyable, more exciting, to everyone and not just some chosen few.

santa claus should be real so we can make real wishes..

she's coming home

she's coming home! even if it's only for a few months... missed her much..

have been catching up on the stack of dvd's... on a roll for romance movies, moving on to action packed ones tonight. here's to ponder - "is knowing the truth worth living the lie?" and "is passion worth the pain it brings"?

finished the Cliff Richard autobiography - well written, easy read and interesting life, god-filled but not obsessive. there are many lessons in there for all of us, young and old, to learn from.

now i'm about to start LONDON by jerry white, looks like an interesting read.

shopping spree

it was a short but fun shopping spree...
as one gets older, it is imperative to slow down the aging process not only with skincare, make-up but also with clothes that belie a more youthful appearance. so off i went to conquer age by getting some outfits which would take off 10 years ...i think i succeeded, and if i didn't, my daughters would be the first to tell me..

we had lunch at Dome - it was a hilarious experience - elle was seated at the table, so when i walked in after the washroom, this young lady came to welcome me. i pointed to elle to say "thanks i have a table"....but the young lady replied "but that table has a customer already" :) :) and promptly followed me to the table in total disbelief and discomfort ! maybe it's her first day at work!

plans

we all make plans, which is what life is about, right? every so often, they go bust...by simple food poisoning...

no massage, facial and having to re-arrange, just because of some sauce on a slice of cake at alexis which must have been contaminated! wish i'd never ordered that cake but ....

and i guess as we get older, we think more about mortality, we are more aware of it than when we were younger.. and i wish my end will be swift...i'm just a coward who doesn't want to suffer, i'm not brave like others...

hollywood look alikes

a most interesting effort from us people indeed...

look back and reflect

i was reading Janet Jackson's interview - she said she doesn't look back at her life unless she is asked, she just moves on. i so relate to that, and i have started to make an effort to look back, just to remember some memories and store in the ever decaying mind. interestingly, she said that her brother MJ has told her that she should stop and look back every now and then...looking back at accomplishments.

when we do look back, we realise there have been accomplishments, some smaller than others.. some more pleasant than others..

no matter how young we are, it is a good idea to sit back every so often, and look back to reflect..

nothing to write

i have nothing and everything to write about...

racism around the world, technology and twits, MJ and JJ, mortality and immortality....

companionship and loneliness... alien to me of course, i love my own company as there's too much to do in too short a time.

we should value and keep our friends, as they are gold. when we are at loose ends, friends are the shoulders to cry on, the ones to laugh with, ones who will go shopping with you..and run errands for you when you limp around.

women should make an attempt to keep in touch with friends, instead of losing contact due to marriage or children - have your circle of girlfriends and good friends - they're much needed, trust me.

hello world

been a while...

we go through so many phases of life..mine's cluttered with ornaments and memories, to the point where i say, enough is enough.. no more ornaments..let's go zen. the more i collect, the more i have to spend for storage space.

but now that the collection stops, a vacuum seems to build... so maybe we'll start again huh.

watch 9/11 on History channel, what a tragedy.. then saw an image of what it is today.. just about sums up life .. glory one day, flat the next.. with many many memories in between.

i was musing with a friend the other day. there was a time the house was full of life, children running around, screaming and yelling from mumsy, kids playing and chatting. today, it's all but quiet. kids grown up, leading their own lives, and not wanting much to do with parents, by the looks of it, both will probably live in different continents far away from mum. and so the old adage, birds that fly the coup once adult..

so i had better re-build my own life now..it's a good feeling to be free of motherhood but am i really free... i don't think so, once a mother always a mother, i will always worry about them wherever they are, always will think and wonder about them even if they are busy with their own lives. but i suppose i can do whatever i please with my time, without worrying about their meals and bedtime, although i worry about the company they keep and the choices they make..

ah well, c'est la vie!

RIP

it stands for Rest in Peace, not RIP into pieces!!!

why can't ppl leave him alone, let him rest in peace. they have ridiculed and derided him in life, just leave him in peace now. why can't people just remember him for his genius, his kindness, his creativity, and his LEGACY of music and entertainment... bunch of morons they are...

tributes

its been such a long time since i last blogged...life's been a race, with hardly anytime to myself. work work and work..

how do you pay tribute and remember a giant? larger than life in his music, in his stature even onscreen, in his choreography. how does one relate death to his genuine smile, his genius of creativity. how does one verbalise the empathy and sympathy for such a misunderstood life and person..

there are no words ....

well, at least we know he is in a much happier place, and a much more peaceful place, and with many good friends - the celebrity heaven with farah fawcett, Princess Di, Heath Ledger, walter cronkite, natasha richardson, elvis presley and "Camelot" - what an orchestra....

busy lives

lipstick jungle - nice entertaining tv drama - especially if you don't want to think or analyse...

we are always busy,
busy keeping busy,
busy looking busy
busy staying busy.......

anyone care to comment on the movie Revolutionary Road, and what thoughts it provoked?

do you get it?

A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?'

He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humor!'

life

"Life's not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning to dance in the rain."
~Vivian Greene

hello hello

here i was thinking that no one visits my blog except my daughters ...

hello frachely, nice to know you visit, hope you continue to visit and get a glimpse into a crazy woman's rantings and ravings...

hello jolene, yes, the older we get, the more we rant, rave, nag and moan.... we don't worry about men or sex, we just want to be heard :)
and when no one listens, we blog, oh the joys of modern living. i wonder what people did 50 years ago if they wanted to let off verbal diarrhoea and no one is around - perhaps the "bang your head against the wall" phrase is not so touche.

people should write, paint, and do what they love when they are young because as one gets older, the creative juices get muddied by realities and silliness of real life. i used to write great poems a long long time ago, but today, i can't even put together a blog...

peace of mind

that's my wish for the year - PEACE OF MIND

being alone, being peaceful, being 15 again..... sitting on the windowsill of my house, looking out at the moon, wondering if there will be another peaceful moment like that again..... well, there isn't...

i want to go for that drive along the stretch, just thinking of nothing, just enjoying the peace of the night, just enjoying the peace of being me....

no expectations, no commitments, no duties, no one to answer to, just me and myself....

and no one to judge me, no one to say i'm silly, or stupid, or crappy, or not being loving, not being caring.......

just me.....

sense of humour

God has a real sense of humour in bringing us humans down a tad or two.... he created us so that we start as kids - innocent, naive, fun, lovable, loving - all that we should always be..

then we grow up to be teenagers - mischievous brats...

youth of twenties - think we know it all, and showing off that we know it all... but we don't!

matured at thirties - or so we think, and so we behave like we are...

reality starts to set in at forties - we realise maybe we're not that smart after all, that there's much more to learn in life if we stop being smart arses...

fifties is peak of confusion and contemplation - mid life crisis hits as we get hit by a truck - the truck that says "hey you're about over the hill, so what are you going to do about it"

spirit is willing, but body is weak at sixties - you want, you know, you have, but you can't !

it would be so nice if God would create us till the thirties and forties and then we reverse and go back to the twenties - with all our experience and mistakes made - life would be such a breeze!

and twenties is where we should all stay............ supple, fresh, enthusiastic, the world at our feet!

Too Long at the Park

i started in the Playground of life... it was green, lush, pure, joyous, fun, and lots of laughs and care-free days.... footloose....

then i wanted more, and walked into the Park. Filled with rides of sorts, rollercoasters, merry go rounds, sail boats and ships.

and then there was the Carousel, round and round we go, full of colour, full of children's laughter. Clowns were everywhere - the happy faces, the red noses, the comics, the cheeky, and glimpses of tears underneath the games.

now it's sunset at the Park - weariness, glum, silence - the children have gone, the clowns have dropped the cheer, the masks are off - an air of quiet depression....

been too long at the park - I think it's time to go Home.

Happy new year

New Year's Eve was Nothing.......... but nothing is something, yet that something may be nothing... and nothing is something without anything.

anything is better than nothing..... and nothing can be anything....

ahhhh, the wonders of the English Language.