the snow falling from this blog pages reminds me of a christmas spent in new york. year 2008, 22 december when i (with mom and dad) landed in detroit and saw a runway in white… all covered in a day-old snow! first time and i was in awe.
it was a few couple of days more when i actually saw the snow falling in the ground. until now, i can’t forget how delighted i was and actually was begging my sis to go out and just be under the snow. watching the snow falling from the sky was amazing and got myself singing ‘i’m dreaming of a white christmas’.
when my sis and i finally went out, the snow stopped! as if the sky was making a joke on me. hmmmppp…. my sis explained that sometimes it stopped for a while and will pour again. okay, i said. we went to her doctor and i was busy checking the fish in the aquarium when my sis pointed that the snow is falling again. she told me to go out and check it. and i did! i was so elated and happy and smiling all the time. i felt so giddy and embarrassed whenever people pass by me. i just smile at them and just continue to hold the snow in my hand and play with it. i even tasted it! hehehe… i just stopped and went inside when i felt that my nose already looks like rudolf and my hands began to numb after minutes of holding it. i had enough for the day.
i also saw how strong a snowfall is. it was one time when we were leaving the house that it poured its might. in just a few minutes, the roads were all covered and walking is an effort. the negative temperature it brings also is sometimes unbearable.
it snowed almost everyday when we were there. whenever we go out my mom is often tired in preparing to go out with the three layers of clothing just to bear the cold air outside. we were not just used to going out with lots of thermal clothes on us. when the snowfall is unbearable and we can’t go out, we just hang inside the house and watch filipino shows in tfc.
hoping it would pick up soon.
it has no comment/s yet. (i haven’t ‘promoted’ it yet)
it has no fancy pictures yet or drawings to boast.
i even have to write as often soon.
but nevertheless, it is what it is and i can’t ask for more.
i woke up to a gloomy sunday. perfect for a day in bed. perfect for a cup of hot decaf coffee, some eggs, fried rice and some corned beef. this day is completed by the sunday paper ; )
today, i am resting from all the busyness of it all. I just finished the christmas shopping with a friend yesterday, wrapped all the gifts in red and call it a day by 1AM. Busy busy busy.
tomorrow is another busy day. the week is even busier. work, of course, gets the bulk, my monthly fbs is on thursday, the Aus visa form needs my attention, the ever important performance evaluation form is also due, the christmas party is this friday and of course, the birthday is this saturday! another year – and thus, time to list everyting i am thankful for…hmm, this deserves a new post.
but today, i am resting and by that means writing here while watching tv, waiting for the delivery and lounging in my pjs!
i am capping this day with a mass later.
this is my rest day ; )
Nope, i am not getting married. I am not even meeting “the one”.
Nope, i am not transferring to a more glamorous work with perks i never dreamed of.
Nope, i am not travelling to Paris or to Santorini (not yet).
I am not even meeting my crush.. Wentworth Miller.
Or even, reaching the goal to the Million.
I want to know the end. As if i haven’t known. I’ve read it more than six times already but seeing it will just be different. Especially that part1 was so close to the book that I am hoping part2 of the movie will breathe every pages of the story of Harry Potter.
It will be bittersweet I know. For fans like me, part2 is the realization that it is really the end. No book 8. Just like when i finished reading book 7, much as it is a happy ending, sadness crept in because i know that it is truly, really the end.
Yep, for HP i am willing to let the days of 2011 fly fast. Just for him and Hermione and Ron. Or maybe i can just let the pensieve help me. ; )