Tonight I travel to Thailand for dinner.
Hot green Thai curry with sticky white rice, a cold beer, mindless mystery series and a lover to moan to.
What else do we even need?
Save a kiss and then some..
Hearts darling.
Friday, 10 August 2018
IKEA oh yes and no!
As if our homes weren't cluttered already, we now have IKEA to add to the ruin.
Ah well. Now there's going to be plastic galore. Plastic plastic everywhere, not a place to decompose. Sighs abundant.
But on the other hand, there's also some good quality furniture and other such which can add to the house in more ways than one could hope for, but then again any piece of good furniture can do that. It really depends on the perspective and drive of a person, but also it's the kind of place that can provide some inspiration, except the thing with inspiration is that it dies down on the way back from the stores.
Much like visiting decathlon and buying weights and watching cobwebs form all over them.
Is there really a point in keeping scented soaps in the bathroom when the toilet is dirty? It's a nice gesture but fruitless in the whole scheme of things.
One can decorate the place and prettify it with recherche ornaments but if it's all going to be covered under a layer of dust with needless things squeezing out of every corner, littering each platform, populating every open space then there really isn't a point to it.
Of course, gorgeous, unique pieces of good furniture add to the personality of a space but their upkeep is just as important to have them look as elegantly faultless as they did on their day of arrival.
Problem is that often times things continue to look normal for a while and suddenly they take upon a shabby path and more oft than not laziness prevails that keeps us from sparing a moment to spruce just a bit to restore the shabbiness to its original normalcy, but NO! waiting is the name of the game and when finally one day when what was once beautiful turns into an eyesore it's either beyond damage control or tends to accumulate all those moments once ignored amassing them into some precious hours that are only half-heartedly dedicated towards their maintenance and upkeep.
This is by no means a rant against IKEA, but against buying things we neither need nor want, things that look beautiful under bright store lights and never nearly as crisp inside homes because of the overall messiness surrounding newness.
It's the allure of astoundingly decorated tiny sample rooms in IKEA stores that really push you into buying a certain piece, be it wardrobe or dining table or kitchen wares, the entire setup of a house is done so impeccably that you tend to mentally want to replicate that into your own house, not remembering once of the odd pieces of clutter all over, and it's when you're done with aspirational shopping that the reality of your disheveled home hits you and you've just added to the prevailing chaos.
I think we tend to overlook our shortcomings, much like purchasing that piece of garment sitting prettily over a mannequin but looking lumpy on a normal body we do the same with buying new things.
It's always better when you go on such disastrous missions to click pictures of your house and then use it to weigh against all the thigs you're buying.
Ditto for wardrobe, shoe rack, kitchen et all.
I mean it never hurts to keep reminding yourself of your follies and correct them before going forth with new adventures.
Ah well. Now there's going to be plastic galore. Plastic plastic everywhere, not a place to decompose. Sighs abundant.
But on the other hand, there's also some good quality furniture and other such which can add to the house in more ways than one could hope for, but then again any piece of good furniture can do that. It really depends on the perspective and drive of a person, but also it's the kind of place that can provide some inspiration, except the thing with inspiration is that it dies down on the way back from the stores.
Much like visiting decathlon and buying weights and watching cobwebs form all over them.
Is there really a point in keeping scented soaps in the bathroom when the toilet is dirty? It's a nice gesture but fruitless in the whole scheme of things.
One can decorate the place and prettify it with recherche ornaments but if it's all going to be covered under a layer of dust with needless things squeezing out of every corner, littering each platform, populating every open space then there really isn't a point to it.
Of course, gorgeous, unique pieces of good furniture add to the personality of a space but their upkeep is just as important to have them look as elegantly faultless as they did on their day of arrival.
Problem is that often times things continue to look normal for a while and suddenly they take upon a shabby path and more oft than not laziness prevails that keeps us from sparing a moment to spruce just a bit to restore the shabbiness to its original normalcy, but NO! waiting is the name of the game and when finally one day when what was once beautiful turns into an eyesore it's either beyond damage control or tends to accumulate all those moments once ignored amassing them into some precious hours that are only half-heartedly dedicated towards their maintenance and upkeep.
This is by no means a rant against IKEA, but against buying things we neither need nor want, things that look beautiful under bright store lights and never nearly as crisp inside homes because of the overall messiness surrounding newness.
It's the allure of astoundingly decorated tiny sample rooms in IKEA stores that really push you into buying a certain piece, be it wardrobe or dining table or kitchen wares, the entire setup of a house is done so impeccably that you tend to mentally want to replicate that into your own house, not remembering once of the odd pieces of clutter all over, and it's when you're done with aspirational shopping that the reality of your disheveled home hits you and you've just added to the prevailing chaos.
I think we tend to overlook our shortcomings, much like purchasing that piece of garment sitting prettily over a mannequin but looking lumpy on a normal body we do the same with buying new things.
It's always better when you go on such disastrous missions to click pictures of your house and then use it to weigh against all the thigs you're buying.
Ditto for wardrobe, shoe rack, kitchen et all.
I mean it never hurts to keep reminding yourself of your follies and correct them before going forth with new adventures.
textile contours
The expansive mountain
was then a creased hillock
and now..
a smoothly ironed plain
was then a creased hillock
and now..
a smoothly ironed plain
In between buns
Today's lunch is an upcoming blog post.
It's a veggie burger with kidney beans and a bit more, smooshed between two whole-wheat buns (another blog post).
Dieday
Thursday, 9 August 2018
Salted bites
Have you tried salted chocolate?
Oh it isn't salty, just regular dark chocolate with some saline hits that spark in phantom areas In the mouth making chocolate go just that bit more.
I'm all for it these days to the point of actually sprinkling some wonderful maldon salt over bitterly malevolent dark chocolate, though there are various good brands that have salted chocolates.
They're ecstatic in that eccentric way. Just out of the world.
Oh it isn't salty, just regular dark chocolate with some saline hits that spark in phantom areas In the mouth making chocolate go just that bit more.
I'm all for it these days to the point of actually sprinkling some wonderful maldon salt over bitterly malevolent dark chocolate, though there are various good brands that have salted chocolates.
They're ecstatic in that eccentric way. Just out of the world.
Visual eww
These Cadbury alien ads are absolutely the most disgusting vile ads I've ever seen.
Not only do those lizard like aliens look horrifyingly disturbing, what with their wriggling bodies and lizard like structure but they also eat something known to be toothsome and sweet loved by kids, and I'd like to steer clear of any food item those odious creatures find delicious.
Cadbury needs to fire their creative team for aiming up with as repugnant as those ads.
Not only do those lizard like aliens look horrifyingly disturbing, what with their wriggling bodies and lizard like structure but they also eat something known to be toothsome and sweet loved by kids, and I'd like to steer clear of any food item those odious creatures find delicious.
Cadbury needs to fire their creative team for aiming up with as repugnant as those ads.
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