When I was a little girl, my father told me that I would have to work doubly hard because I was Asian and female. It rubbed me the wrong way and I was upset with him because of it. I don’t know if the annoyance had to do with a feeling that he was putting me down or my really not wanting to have to work harder than everyone else (male and/or not Asian). I wanted to believe I was good as anyone else without having to prove that I am. Being hobbled at the starting line sucks.
International Womens Day was this past Sunday, March 8th.
Today’s post can also be titled “Happy 5th Birthday, Sammie!!” I can’t believe that she’s been in my life for the last four and a half years, living in four states, trucking along on road trips and airplane rides across half an ocean, and making friends everywhere. She’s such a loyal, brave, and bossy little thing. And I love her to pieces. I think my favorite bumper sticker/magnet I saw at Petco said “Who saved whom?” because it is absolutely true.
Let’s face it: glassybaby tealight holders are beautiful. They are also unique, handmade, and addictive. Yes, addictive- if you don’t know why, you will find out below. I’ve always been fascinated by glassmaking or glassblowing. I’m pretty sure I watched a glassblower for ten minutes at a Renaissance Faire one year with a weird mesmerized look on my face before my friends pulled me away. How does 1000 degree, molten glass become something so amazing and durable? Also, how do you not burn your lips off blowing glass? When glassybaby’s instagram announced a glassmaking event, I jumped on it. And pulled my sister and our friend, Peggy, with me.
I spent the last few days working on my DIY soft light (post to follow), waiting on my little sis (who sprained/twisted her ankle running to catch a flight), and cleaning the house (per CNY dictates). We had our lunar new year dinner on Monday since my mother had to work tonight- lots of seafood, whole fish included. Its been nice doing the metaphorical out-with-the-old and in-with-the-new and starting the new lunar year with a clean living space. There’s something kinda mindful about it. What traditions do you keep?
I love chocolate cake. Its possibly my favorite flavor of cake, as long as its chocolatey and not too sweet. Density depends on my mood- I favor lighter cakes, but sometimes, you viscerally need something rich and dark. And sometimes, you need something in between that you can slap together really fast and eat for an entire week (if you don’t plan on sharing). This cake is the last kinda cake. It has a deep chocolate flavor, enhanced by chocolate chips that are little melty punches on your tongue, and can be dressed up with whipped cream, mascarpone, ice cream, berries ….or just a touch of powdered sugar.
Got a little caught up in my books this week but its been perfect weather for it!
I love the way he moves in his dance- can’t even tell its improv! One of my favorite things about dance is how cathartic it can be, both to perform and to experience. I also love how he’s known as the “bad boy” ballet dancer hehe- breaking all sorts of molds! It makes me want to pick up a class at my nearest dance studio and hope no one else sees how inflexible I am. 🙂
Some days, you just want to come home, relax, and have a nice drink. Preferably after a yummy meal and a chocolatey dessert. With company, if you so choose. And since this weekend is Valentine’s Day, what better reason than to pull out bubbles?