On The Look

Every so often, when you’re lucky, you’ll come across a look. It’s not a “come hither” look, or even a “I caught your glance from across the room” type of look. To encounter it in the honeymoon phase of a relationship is like stumbling on a diamond in the middle of a forest.

Such a look, when encountered, is perhaps the epitome of intimacy. Not a sexual intimacy, but more sitting on the sofa wrapped up in each other’s company type of intimacy. And it’s silent. Not awkwardly silent, but a content, happy, life couldn’t get better, I’m exactly where I should be kind of silent.

It’s on occasions like these when one might come across such a look. Or even after a silly tousle on the bed or around the house. After the laughter dies down and you look at each other and you look into each other’s eyes. If you’re lucky, you’ll come across that look right about then. That Look. THE Look.

It’s the look that says, “No matter how I say it, no matter when I say it, or even how often I say it, the line’s the same: I love you.” It’s the look that says, “I’m falling back in love with you.” It’s the look that doesn’t just say “I love you,” but it says, “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I SEE the rest of my life with you.”

Compared to the look that caused Paris to kidnap Helen, or the look that Romeo had on his face when he first saw Juliet, this look is softer, more polite. This look, this Look, isn’t one that would set hundreds of ships to sail to bring back one woman. On the contrary, this look is one of symphonies, of sweet passion, of true love. This look is the look that Westley gave Princess Buttercup when he calmly pursued her over the years. Whether he was fighting Spaniards or Prince Humperdink or mostly dead, Westley had that look of love and the serenity that it brings.

I’ll admit that sometimes it’s a frightening look. Sometimes you’re not ready to encounter such a look, such a realization.

But sometimes, when the timing’s right and the two of you are in the same place, you’ll realize just how amazing that look is. You’ll realize that he is indeed completely and utterly in love with you and that there is absolutely nobody else for him. And in that instance there is no other place he would rather be than in your arms.

And in that moment, you too will realize that there is absolutely nobody else for you and nowhere else you would rather be as well.

And you’ll be beyond happy. Completely serene. Because then, you, too, will have that look on your face.

I’m in love. And it’s exactly where I want to be.

Trapezes and Flying

“Why do you want to go trapezing?”

“Because I want to fly.”

“But isn’t flying in an airplane closer to flying than trapezing? Then you’re in the clouds above everyone else.”

“When you are trapezing you are also above everyone else. But when you are trapezing you are not hindered by seats that are too small and neighbors that are too large.”


When flying in an airplane, I always choose the window seat. Though I may be blocked in from both sides – a person to one side and a hard unyielding wall on the other – making getting up to use the restroom rather inconvenient, the sights from the window seat make up for it.

On the occasions when the sun is setting, one is able to see the amazing views of the vast horizon slowly changing colors with the setting sun. The rosy peaked clouds over the vast terrain with its fluffy simplicity. Today the clouds bear no ill will nor suggestions of impending rain, but playfully dot the ocean. The calm waters of the Pacific change from a deep indigo blue to a rosy purple as it stretches out to meet the rosy horizon.

Man’s dream has always been to break constraints and go above and beyond.

To fly.

To break free from the two-dimensional and to rise above others.

To be closer to God.

To reach the stars.




To reach the heavens.

.My.Resolutions.

I resolve to...

~ Read a book a month.
~ Keep up with current events.
~ Be outdoors more.
~ Take more pictures.
~ Try new foods.
~ Travel more.
~ Find the perfect cup of coffee.

.Happy.New.Year!.

Wishing you all a happy new year! Best of luck keeping those resolutions!

"If at first you don't succeed, try, try, again."

There's been several instances where my macarons have come out beautiful. (After the numerous batches of macarons, it's ok if I say they're beautiful. Mainly because less than 10% have actually come out to be beautiful. Tant pis.) But when they come out to be so beautiful, I'm just trilled. Relieved. Excited. Just look at how beautiful they are!

:)

Success in the form of a macaron. A rose flavored macaron.

On the Holidays

This time last year I was enjoying my first set of holidays in Europe. I remember expressing my excitement to Thomas for Christmas and everything about Christmas. The festivities, the displays, the food, the music. Ah, but there was no Christmas music on the radios though; least not to the amount that we Americans have on our radio stations.

Well why not? I ask.

Well, because we are secular here in France, he replied rather stupefied by my question. We have religious freedom here.

Ah, indeed. Christmas is indeed a Christian holiday with many references to biblical events. Many popular Christmas songs sing of Jesus and his birth and in France, things are different. Though there were occasional songs on the radio that expressed the holiday spirit, it still wasn’t as much as in the States. It wasn’t pumped out nonstop through the radio. Instead, if you cared for it, you can listen to it on your own, instead of in shops, stores, restaurants, everywhere you went.

And so I wonder, which is better? An atmosphere so filled with Christmas spirit that it infuses it into everything through music so the idea of a Christmas without Christmas songs doesn’t feel right, or an atmosphere that limits Christmas-ness so that more of the public can enjoy the holiday spirit.

On Remodeling

My parents have been talking about remodeling the house for years now. One reason or another, it always got postponed. In all honesty, I don’t think I ever quite understood any of their postponements. But nevertheless, the remodeling has begun today on the 12th of November.

Perhaps it was the daunting nature of such a large project. With such a project like remodeling, with its time commitments and monetary commitments, it’s no wonder why some would be hesitant towards it.

But today the walls come down. The workers came in and started demolishing the backyard. Work it may be, but to be paid to tear things down must be fun. Just like the little kid that took pleasure in running into a tower built of building blocks or the house of cards. Sure it took lots of effort and careful placement to stack the cards or the blocks to such a level, but that one immediate moment of watching it all fall after a swift karate chop or a single misplacement of a card make many kids squeal with excitement. All that effort gone in a few seconds.

But change is a good thing. It’s time for a new house, or rather a change in the old house. They’re tearing down walls to build new additions. To move forward towards a brand new house. Well, moderately brand new. And now, as the building is getting done, it’s too late to go backwards and recant our efforts. A new room, a new kitchen, a new old house.

Exciting.