sate mi

i am not a chef.
but am thankful i can cook a bit.
and the dishes are actually edible.
a cool night.

the lion treasury of children's prayers

i thank You God for this amazing
day: for leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any --- lifted from the no
of all nothing --- human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

E.E. Cummings

cha cha

people rushed out of the train then packed at the base of the escalator.
when my turn came, a guy motioned to me to go first.
i hesitated at first.
then decided to go for it at the same time he already changed his mind.
this dance went on for several seconds.
then finally, i muttered, "i am so sorry. thank you", and smiled.
i climbed the steps shaking my head a bit in amusement:
i caused delays for some during rush hour,
chivalry's not dead,
and i was still early for work.

boost

a sitdown breakfast is a treat.
weekdays, i usually wake up with just about enough time to get to the office.
weekends, lately, had been busy too.
today, however, i woke up earlier than usual.
puttered about the place, had a lazy breakfast, before preparing for church.
happy.

unhomogenised milk

we have found the unit we would like to transfer to.
it is beside a nice park. shops are a short stroll away.
and the train station is nearby. a quiet neighborhood.

if all the paperwork goes well,
downpayment is due next wednesday.
after accounting finances, sobrang sakto!
God's provision is indeed more than sufficient.

makabagin

last saturday, instead of walking for unit inspections,
we did the coastal walk from bronte to bondi.
the best part was watching the waves, forming and crashing
over and over again.
and they were the only sound that could be heard.
i'd give up tv anytime --- this one doesn't have reruns.

brown cow

i am never good at preparing for exams.
i cram a lot, and as some say, practice makes perfect.
however, each time, i'd say it's God's grace.
everything is. really.
last tuesday, i got my blood test results.
i got a perfect score.

fridays

i love the sea, the ocean breeze and the sand.
i dip and stay in it as much as i can till i turn prune-y.
but i can't swim. not swim swim.
then there's ian thorpe aquatic center.
a 10-minute walk from my office.
thankful for swimming lessons.

be

almost 7 months in sydney and i still marvel at how beautiful the city is.
i delight in walking its streets, climbing its steps, breathing its air.
plus the weather's just right.
thankful for opportunities to travel and discover new things.

ebay-ing

i love sugarcane juice.
i used to get some whenever i visit ongpin.
it comes in brownish color, the color of raw sugar.

last friday, in sydney's chinatown
dixon food court boasts fresh sugarcane juice
it comes out bright yellow and tastes a bit lemony
sweet all the same. refreshing too.

it turned brown a bit later.
now i know freshly squeezed sugarcane juice.