Oh Lorie...

Hello...

Today my Mom turns 21! Haha, yeap... she likes it when we deduct a huge number from her age.... she still feels and looks so young and pretty... still vibrant and fun loving.



Unfortunately, she is back to the Philippines with my girls and so, we can't celebrate her birthday together... I would have given hear a huge bear hug!



I am sure they're having a fun time back home and I am missing her cooking, her pasta and my brothers' famous barbeque and the ice cream!

Anyhoooo... me and my love is going out to celebrate her birthday by visiting a bookshop down at Singapore's Orchard road... will find something for mom and then head home with some cupcakes!

Have a lovely birthday Mom...

Hee

letters to my daughters...

Hello... *-.-*

Do you keep a journal? Not a diary but a journal where your thoughts on things, places and people are kept?



Me, at the moment... I have a couple! ;-)

The first one, which I began to keep last year is called "writing adventures". I like to give titles to my journals, because I like to theme them, the "writing adventures" journal is all about my adventures and misadventures with people and places... and where sometimes I answer questions from people, that I think are hard for me to answer in person. So I write about them =)
And then just this year, I started another one, I called it, "letters to my daughters"... you might be wondering why at their age right now (Alphie is almost 3 and Noa Stina is almost 1 year old) I am writing a letter to them when they can’t even read?

Maybe I am just impatient, I can’t wait for them to grow up before telling them about the things I see, and feel, and admire, hate or love. There is no better time to tell my feeling s for them and the advise I want to give them, but now.
So, in this little journal, I write to them, and my heart speaks to them thru ink and paper.




Most of my journals are written in MS word documents and saved in my personal computer, if I have my old typewriter I would write thru that, but that old fella’s been long gone, swallowed by a flood back in year 2000 (that’s another story for another day). While I am very thankful to the technology we are all enjoying, I still love penned letters… so after writing them on my PC, I pen them down in my notebook.



Mr. Mister gave me a new journal, he brought as present for me from his trip to San Francisco, he knows my weaknesses, and so I immediately fell in love with this little pretty notebook! [yes, it's the lovely notebook on the photos].

The new home of my letters to Alphie and Noa Stina.



I hope they would enjoy reading those letters as much as I enjoyed writing them.
And that they will be patient enough to make out the words even if their eyes hurt from reading my penmanship [tee hee].

Hope I was able to inspire you to write too using the good old pen and paper. Pour your thoughts out to a loved one or a friend… =)
Happy writing!

-darelammy

tOkyO GirL's must haves...

Hello, do you like Tokyo?
Hmmmn, yes both the place and something else... cos I do!



It was the love month of February when I found and fell for this
online store called soap and sorbet
I tried their Tokyo Milk parfums and instantly fell in love! My favorite is the "Gin and Rosewater" perfume. My first bottle was a gift from the Mister =) well, I kind of ask him to give it to me as a Valentine gift, [tee hee]... well, guys need hints and tips to make us happy! don't you think?... so I was just helping out =)



And the owner is a lovely lady too, she has entertained all my queries and responded quite promptly. So, I am sharing you some of my favorites from the shop... maybe you'll adore them too. Hope you would try their yummy products!



Heard they got some luscious promotion happening til 07 November.

Aren't you curious?

Have a delightful day!

-JacelynDarelam

Saints and Souls

Hello November,
Do you remember the faces
Of friends and loved ones who have passed?
Now off to the gates where the Saints flock,
And off to the place where the sun never hide behind the clouds.
They ride the winds yet without wings,
And angels gather round for them to meet.
Oh sweet November, do you remember the faces?
And the epitaph of friends and loved ones written in stones.
Whose names are carved in our hearts and their memories are never gone.
Now off to the place reserved for only the very best.
Off to the place we are all called to rest.

- JacelynDarelam