Dear Blog Friends,
I am moving house! I’ve been contemplating it for quite a while now. I’ve been working on a food-related project and I just thought it would be smarter to merge my writing project and my blog together.
For everyone who have been to visit and for those who have joined me on my writing journey, please keep in touch. Please leave me a little message on the contact page so I can tell you where I’ve moved to. I’d love for you to keep visiting! I’m really pleased about the move because I feel like I’m moving in the direction I was really meant to move in the first place. I feel like I’m no longer lost in England!
Thank you for coming to visit!
I don’t know when I became techie, or even if I really am techie.
I am currently trying to set up a grants application submission site and I’ve been at it for several days now. I still can’t seem to arrange it in my head. Usually when I encounter new software, I usually go okay, so how does this go and I usually understand things. Because I’m able to understand the sequence of events, because I’m able to understand that if I create that bit, it creates a different bit. I’m at the stage though where I am completely frustrated with myself because I can’t seem to understand this particular system! I can’t seem to find my rhythm!
I look at it and wonder if I’m doing things right!
I look at it and all my brain wants to do is to say, “Uhmmmmm….???”
Just needs to be said: to everyone who came to visit the bloggie while I was on hiatus, many, many thanks! You’ll pardon me if I don’t shake your hand just yet as my right hand is still healing and my left hand is just plain awkward! :)
I stopped writing for a while because my hands needed a break.
For those of you who don’t know, I was diagnosed with carpal tunnel syndrome on both hands and after a series of treatments and tests, the doctors have deemed it necessary for me to undergo the carpal tunnel procedure. But in the weeks leading up to the surgery, my hands plagued me endlessly. I would come home from work sometimes in tears because my hands were hurting. To be honest, I was quite relieved that the diagnosis confirmed that there was something wrong with my hands. There were days when I would sit at my desk and wonder if the pain was just all in my head!
I decided to stop writing for a while. To get as much time to rest my hands as possible. I even stopped baking or cooking complicated dishes so that my hands wouldn’t have to work after work! It’s done me a lot of good, the resting.
I’ve had the operation and my hand is currently recuperating. The stitches have fallen off (they’re supposed to) and my hand is no longer as tender as it was. It’s still not 100% better but I think it’ll get there. I’ve taken away a new appreciation for my hands after this experience, and a deeper understanding of how important it is to listen to one’s body. Because, as kooky as it sounds, one’s body does talk. We just sometimes forget to listen to it.
I’ve had a chance to be quiet and just enjoy the quiet as well while recuperating. So I’ve got a few blog drafts waiting to be finished! Am looking forward to writing again.
For those of you who are a wee bit squeamish, here’s a warning: I will be blogging about the procedure soon!
How lovely is it that the photo challenge topic this week is my favourite colour? And how horrible is it that I don’t have a lot of photos with blue as the primary colour?!? That is, until I opened my Elephants in London folder!
In the summer of 2010, a herd of colourful elephants appeared in London. The elephant parade was done to raise awareness about the plight of Asian elephants. People all over London were taking photos of the amazing elephants that took up residence in neighbourhoods and landmarks in the capital.
I thought I’d share the blue-coloured ones in honour of the theme for this week’s photo challenge!
One of two blue elephants in Leicester Square.
The second blue elephant in Leicester Square
One of the blue elephants near Trafalgar Square.
One of 2 elephants near Charles I Statue.
I can’t remember where this one was exactly!
This one was in the corner of the square, the corner nearest to Canada House.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning and think, boy, would I love to win the lottery and just do what I love doing best: write my thoughts down (they might be worth just two cents but I’ve got a lot of thoughts so all those two-cent thoughts will add up!) and bake!
Then I remember that I live in the real world and while I do get lottery tickets once in a while, I never really win anything worth giving up the day job for.
I’ve been staying away from blogging because my hands have been plaguing me again. I rest my hands at night. I hate the fact that I’m becoming a couch potato but I still think that resting my hands is much better than losing the use of my hands completely. I’m due to get them sorted out soon which is a relief. Most people don’t like going under the knife, and I most certainly won’t relish the experience, but I think it’s mostly a relief that I know there really is something wrong with my hands and I know that this procedure will help relieve the pain and fix what’s wrong with them. I work, mostly, with my hands and my hands are the most important implement when I bake, so I’ll certainly be happy when they’re better.
I was looking online to see if there was a photo I could post to explain what was going to happen to my hands but most of them are gruesome and even though I’m not squeamish, I’d rather, really, not think about the procedure right now.
The procedure is 2 weeks away! I am already looking forward to the recovery!
What I love about London is the little discoveries you make around the corner. My discoveries tend to be about food, mostly places to eat and what’s great to eat at these great places to eat. Once on a London trip we came across this restaurant near Covent Garden. It has a small, discreet, side street entrance with little plaques inviting you to come in. The buzz around town is, seeing that it’s close to the West End theatres, a lot of celebrities dine in Joe Allen. And I am not ashamed to say that when I went there I had my eyes peeled well. I wanted to see someone famous!
Needless to say, I didn’t see any celebrities. I wanted to take a cheeky photograph of the theatre show posters framed on the wall but only managed to get this blurry photo! Ah well, I guess I’m not a born paparazzo then!