Skip to main content

The perils of the changing season

It's the first day of Fall. A new season... a new change... a whole new old thing to start over again... like reorganizing my wardrobe, drawers, and turn the house upside down.

Oh yeah, it's the time of the year where I need to pack my summer clothes in my summer totes and bring out the fall totes to put the fall clothes into the newly emptied wardrobe. It's a whole new old activities that I need to deal with for a couple of weeks or so to keep my sanity in check.

This is the time of the year where I need to reorganize my old stuff and put into used the not too old ones to save more money and stay sane.

It's time again for fall cleaning to give way to the forthcoming winter mess!

And yes, there is no other way to keep yourself from going nuts but to keep yourself busy with more household chores. ARGGGGG!

Well, there is nothing I can do. If there is an app to change the craziness that the changing season brings - bring it on. As for now, the only things that this change of season brings to my worn-out senses are...

the beautiful sceneries...

the crisp smell of the orchards...
 

and hot apple ciders. weeeee!

Fall is here so let's stay warm and cozy. Hope that this will be a better one than the last year. wink*

Comments

kulasa said…
beautiful photos as always sistah...enjoy the season with your Mikey :-)
betchai said…
echoing Zen, Ruthi, beautiful photos. hope this year's fall will be better one for you and your one and only Mikey :)

Popular posts from this blog

Technical Support to Operate… our Husbands

Last night Hubby and I had a little LQ over a TV show and a back-scratching-com-rubbing errand that I used to do while we are watching TV. You see it has become his habit to ask me scratch and rub his back while watching TV. And yes, I ask him the same thing too. Why not, we have a saying… scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours, right? But last night he was complaining that his back hurts because he worked all day on the roof and he asked me to rub his back. I said no. Then, towards the middle of the TV program, my back itched and I asked him to scratch my back and he said no too. So I decided to sleep in the other bedroom last night. But he kept bugging me 3 times and asking me to move back to our bedroom because he said he can’t sleep without me by his side. I was surprised, because he would sometimes bitch about my snoring. He said it’s too loud he cannot sleep despite the fact that he too snores like hell [and I had it on video to prove my point].

Anyway, I didn’t want to rub his …

one year and we'll be counting

We did it. We made it. We passed it. A year of monotonously tedious ups and downs… a year of ostensibly constant struggle… a year of seemingly endless adjustment… a year of cyclically countless kisses and make ups… we are still standing strong – forgiving and forgetting each other’s shortcomings… accepting and recognizing each other’s flaws… tolerant and patient with each other’s imperfections.

And just like any normal married couple... here we are… after all the woozy marital roller coaster ride we did pass the test of time with flying colors. Here we are… after all the “I-give-up” and the “I-can’t-do-it-no-more” and the “that’s-it-I'm-done”, we still didn’t let go and kept holding on. Here we are... after all the innumerable hurts and pains we caused each other due to our own shallowness and pride, our love for each other remains stronger.

And so here we are. After all, we still have what it takes to be a couple... a couple with so much reasons to celebrate... a couple with so mu…

Panunuyo: American Version

Panunuyo is a Filipino tradition associated with courtship. There are lots of Filipino courtship traditions that are now neglected or taking a back seat in modern Pinoy romantic relationship. Gone are the days of the "harana" (serenade) because young couples nowadays have videoke to boost their relationship. But I am proud to say that I experienced "harana" when I was younger. I am not that old, okay. It was not that long ago actually. And it just so happened that in my province it was still being practiced "that" time. Anyway, I may be a Filipina at heart and a hopeless romantic that is why when I committed myself to this American guy, I had to convince myself that my being a hopeless romantic has to take back seat too.

When my Mike came to the Philippines to visit me, I was only hoping that he will like me and that the feeling will be mutual. I was just hoping that he would pop the question so that I could take the last train ride without looking back. A…