I don’t usually post on Thursdays unless I’m running a little behind, but since I missed Monday of this week, I think I can swing a little bonus post.
Today someone posted on Freecycle asking for a Baby B’Air flight vest. I didn’t know what it was and since I’m more aware of baby products lately, I was curious. After a quick search on the Google I found a Youtube video.
Back in the beginning of February was one of the lowest daytime tides of the year in Half Moon Bay. Dave, Tim, and I were lucky enough to be able to head out there to wander around on the reef that was left exposed as a result. There were tide pools everywhere! Sometimes they look like they’re empty, but if you crouch down and watch for a bit you start to see little creatures moving about. Continue reading →
At the New Years Eve party I told Elizabeth that I would post this video because it’s hilarious. It also happens to be a fun way to learn about the cultural significance behind certain adornments of Indian women.
The commercial came up because we were discussing whether I still wore sindoor (red powder) on the part in my hair as a symbol of my marriage. I did stop wearing it a while ago as I always knew I eventually would. I have a hard time keeping up with daily habits and too many people asked me if I had hurt myself. Basically, It just got to be too much of a hassle.
Despite this, I’m sure I will pick up the habit again the next time we are in India. At least then I won’t have to deal with the questions and I’ll definitely get daily reminders from family. Plus, I’m already used to being stared at constantly when I’m there so it’s not like it will make people stare at me any more than they already do.
Enjoy the video and feel free to take this opportunity to ask me about marrying into an Indian family, our trip to India, or any other related topics. As I always say, people love to talk about themselves. ;o)
Marc watches intently at what is taking place before him. He almost cannot believe his eyes as the bottle tips slightly back and the lips are parted in absolute pleasure. He’s heard stories of this before, but never witnessed with his own eyes the spectacle, the intrigue of observing this consummate act of pure delight. Never before so perfect. Content and pleasantly amused, like Mona Lisa, he shares the tiniest expression wrought delicately as if anything more forceful would spark a cavalcade of insight into the vast unseen secrets that lie within. Continue reading →