Friday, January 24, 2014

The last time....and the first time #expatlife

Chelsea Flower Show, photo here

As we pack up for boarding school in Australia, my youngest, Connor, plays a game with me.. "Mom, do you know, this will be the last time we..". He says it with a twinkle in his eye and big open smile that melts my heart. I laugh, falling prey to the tease and quickly quip something back, as I always do. We laugh, we jest...we stay positive. 

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Beauty.... shades of grey




Wookie Mayer

Whenever a friend mentions that she is thinking of "going natural" and letting her colour grow out..I am the first to say "embrace the grey"... "you should, really, it will look wonderful on you"..."the best decision you could make"... "you have the perfect skin tone for it"...and they do and it always look wonderful.

I wonder then...why I can not practice what I preach? I had a passport photo taken a few months back...the kind of photo that makes you look like you are on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list. It was devastatingly clear in the photo, the fluorescent lighting enhanced it...I was turning shades of grey.  With the photo in hand...I ran to my hair salon and blurted out..."Help..I am turning grey, do something".

Let's just say, getting use to the end result has been a process...maybe more of a state of denial. I reckon that if I go to to the bedroom mirror on the east side of our house...my hair colour is perfect. Using the mirror in the entrance to our house (north) or the guest bathroom (west)..it is clearly showing shades of red, which would be fine if that was my intention. I keep thinking it must be a mistake. My daughter, Miss Christine, quickly cleared it up for me. One morning she looked at me over a cup of coffee and said "Mom, when did you decide to change your hair colour to red?" To which I replied..."it is not, it is the lighting, and having my hair pulled back...and we need to go the the mirror on the east side of the house"...kid's say the darnedest things.

So now I am a redheaded woman on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list..who is going to wait patiently as she turns shades of grey..with a little help from a stylist.

Does any of this sound familiar to you? Been there, done that? Do you stare down the impending grey or wait for another day?


Ingrid Bergman 

Monday, January 13, 2014

Down by the Saigon River...is where you will find me



Saigon River..amidst the water hyacinth and bougainvillea.

Down by the Saigon river, where the water hyacinth flows and pink bougainvillea gently cascade around you...it is where you will find me, in a pink stupor. I say pink because chances are I will have been walking a distance, red faced from the heat and will be in a trance..most likely because I am lost.  It is a common predicament for me, my children will agree. Ask them my response when we would set off in the car with directions in hand, quickly lost to the highways and byways..."Not to worry, getting lost is fun, we are going to have an adventure". Even better if we were walking..getting exercise and having an adventure...it doesn't get any better than that.

Monday, January 6, 2014

"Blogger Block" and the Dance of Life

Views to the Tasman Sea..from a beachouse.


It is that time of year, when I do "the introspective", the mindful dance of life. The dance where I put my head in the clouds, procrastinate and think about life... and my blog.
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