Saturday, September 11, 2010

Furnishings

Limited space is a big factor to take into consideration when one needs to furnish an abode. When my sister and I first purchased the condo, we scouted at several stores for the right size of furnishings.

Dining Room Furniture needed to be both functional and non bulky. Initially we were aiming for a round shaped dining table so that 4 people can eat without literally rubbing elbows with each other. But then we came across a dark brown square shaped dining set which we both fell in love with at first sight.

For almost 9 years now, it has been the centerpiece at the loft. A vital fixture where we share meals, watch Tv and have endless conversations about anything and everything under the sun.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Picture perfect Friday


Happiness is comfort food!


For me comfort food would be a large bowl of Pho or Vietnamese noodles soup from Pho Hoa. My usual order is soup no. 38 which consists of brisket, tendon and flank which i top with bean sprouts and hoisin sauce. It is especially comforting to have it on rainy days and Mondays. And yes I can devour all by my lonesome self an entire LARGE bowl of this delicious soup! :D

Thursday, September 09, 2010

What time is it?

I am always consciously aware of the essence of time. It seems my whole family is that way. We have an abundance of clocks in our houses. Every room has its own wall clock. My cellphone has a clock as its screensaver. Even when I am on the computer I immeasurably do my tasks according to a certain time frame.

So I was really shocked when D didn't even had a wall clock at his former apartment. His alarm clock was so small the first time it rang I barely heard it. But that is just the way he is, he just breezes on without even making a conscious effort to check the time. So while I like to be always ready way ahead of time, he simply takes his own sweet time. Now that's funny!

Laundry woes part 2

One of the things we discussed when we got married is that it will be cheaper if we just have our clothes cleaned at a laundry shop. Thus we didn't include a washing machine in the list of appliances to purchase. This way, we lessen our electricity and water billing expenses.

There were a few laundry shops in the area which had a pick up and delivery service so it was pretty convenient. I would fold the clothes, specifically list down each item to be washed then simply called them for pick up. We didn't really encounter any problems except when we had to return an item or two which didn't belong to us. They were probably accidentally included in our stash.

A few months ago D noticed that one of his jeans had a pretty nasty stain along the front side of the leg area. You know the kind of stain that occurs when you mix a dark colored item with your whites. So he took it to the laundry shop and they said they will try to remove the stain. After several weeks had passed and we didn't hear from them, D decides to just get the jeans back. But they reason out that they had fired the employee who caused the damage. But in the process, they refused to return the said item. So he demanded to speak to the owner. But apparently she was in the province and they didn't have her number. He spent almost 1 hour at the shop trying to find an acceptable solution to the problem.

To make the long story short, they simply agreed to pay a measly 300 pesos for the aggravation but still refused to give his jeans back. D believes that the shop wanted to avoid us pressing charges against them so they decide to hide the 'evidence'. Take note it took them almost 2 days to come up with the measly amount!

Oh well ... yet another incident of bad service!

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Travel Souvenirs

I remember I had a friend who used to collect postcards from her travels. The thing is she would mail these souvenirs to herself from every city she visited. Naturally, she would get home way before the postcards landed at her mailbox. But she told me that it would always be a pleasant surprise and a lovely reminder of her travels way after she had unpacked her luggage, distributed the pasalubongs and recovered from jetlag.

She was in the process of gathering all her collection and collating them into a giant color postcard printing mosaic. I never saw the finished product since we relocated to another country but I believe that until now it is still an ongoing work in progress.

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Laundry woes

Since I sometimes sleep over at the condo, I leave some of my clothes inside the closet of my bedroom. Then my mom would include them in the items to be sent to the laundry for washing and ironing.

Just this July, my sister was in town so I spent the whole week at my former residence. On one of our shopping sojourns, I just grabbed the dress pictured below from my closet took a bath and got ready. As we were about to leave, my sister noticed something on my dress. At first she thought that I accidentally pour water on it while drinking. But lo and behold there was a gaping tear on the right side (the tummy part). The kind of tear that is caused by an overheated iron! Actually I had no idea that it was torn! I was shocked and really upset because it is one of my favorite items to wear.



So we confronted the laundry shop and after endless phone calls and much wrangling and heated discussion, they agreed to just pay half the price of the item. For me the damage has been done, there is certainly no price high enough for the mental anguish it caused me. I can never wear it ever again.

Today I find out from my mother that my chiffon blue blouse has also been damaged with exactly the same problem. It was ruined by an overheated iron! Actually I believe it was included in the same batch of clothes together with my purple dress. My mom only noticed it because it was mixed along with her blouses and was placed inside their closet.



Oh dear! Another outfit ruined. That's it I think I will just hand wash my clothes from now. It is quite lamentable that in this country, consumers have no rights whatsoever when it comes to bad service. Tsk tsk.

Sunday, September 05, 2010

Tees

D turns a year older later this month. He is a pretty witty person with a good sense of humor. He might find LOLcats funny, it is a website which features funny pictures of cats.

This early, I am already brainstorming for his gift. I figure that since he and his friends are in the t-shirt printing business, some funny t-shirts would be appropriate. You can never have enough tees in your closet. Actually it is a vital part of his casual style of dressing. His mind is constantly bursting with t-shirt designs so he might find some inspiration from funny posters and convert them into funky t-shirt prints.

Well anyway I still have plenty of time to find a suitable gift.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

Ang blusa


It was my father's birthday so I sorted through my wardrobe and decided to wear this blouse I bought from Celine. After I was ready I went down to wait for D who was still dressing up. So while we were closing all the windows in the house, D notices my attire. According to him it was pretty flimsy so he politely asked me to wear something inside. I insisted that since I was wearing a flesh colored bra, it wasn't scandalously vulgar. But he went on and on how you can see everything yadda yadda yadda. So just to shut him up, I was forced to wear this dark brown chemise inside the blouse, much to my sweaty chagrin.
Well truth be told, when I bought the item it *did* come with an inner garment. Yet when I tried it on my sister who was with me in the dressing room said that it was fine and wasn't flimsy at all as long as I wore a flesh colored bra. But D vehemently thought, otherwise.

Now I call him "MTRCB" for censoring my outfits. I also maintain that due to that stuffy attire I sweated up a storm and got sick. Well that and the fact that I had ice cream, ate ice cubes and got rained upon when our umbrella was too small to shield us both from a heavy downpour. I wanted to bring a bigger umbrella but he said that it won't rain that much and the foldable one which fits in my bag will do!

So you see, it's his fault I got sick! :D