One of the perks of being on Twitter is that you almost have a live feed of 140-charactered-snippets of other people’s lives;– their thoughts, their feelings, and in the instance that 3/4 of your contacts are foodbloggers, you’ll have updates of what’s brewing in the oven. And so it happened that one fine afternoon when my stomach was churning much, a Twitter update appeared, notifying me of a drool-inducing bake someone had conjured over the Twittersphere.
And at times like these, a tweet speaks louder than words, and I got the exact push I needed to get off my lazy rear and work that oven. Continue reading
April had been a beautifully interesting month thus far;– a long-awaited launch of the new venture, a very encouraging giveaway (I’ve already gotten queries on when’s the next giveaway!), fiddling around with a new toy, anticipating big times ahead, and oh, just the fickle weather!
I’ve been spending the days lately watching the mother bring the laundry in and out, in a bid to catch the sun through the grey clouds. Each time I hear the raindrops puttering, I would shout from my room, and run down to the balcony while my mother goes out to the front, each of us taking the laundry from either side. We’d almost always end up laughing when we meet in the middle, as the mother starts her lament about the bright-one-second-gloomy-the-other weather.
And just as I was about to begin on my own personal grudge with nature’s vendetta against my photo expeditions and outings in general, the mother once again proves why she’s the best.
And that means, my heartiest congratulations goes out to…