31 October 2016

White, Black, and Gray

One of my favorite 'rooms' in the house after our renovation is our bathroom.  I really like the guest bathroom, too, but this one?  I love.  We had a tub in our old bathroom, which we had removed and in its place, installed a shower space instead.  The old walls had marble tiles in a cream/yellowish hue and the old floor was black marble with tiny gold flecks. The countertop had tempered glass in a muted green. I didn't mind the glass so much, but the rest was so not us.

I knew from the get-go that I wanted white (or at least whitish) tiles and a white quartz countertop. Also on the list were wall niches for shampoo and soap and miscellaneous stuff.  But all white would be too sterile.  I needed an accent feature.  An accent wall would be too much and would potentially make our bathroom feel smaller.  Pinterest then gave me the idea of doing up the shower floor and the niches and let them be the accent pieces. I'd scoured all over for Mediterranean or Moroccan tiles in gray tones, but didn't find any that I particularly like. Luckily, our contractor was able to source some tiles and I ended up picking this one --which turned out better than what I'd originally envisioned.

When we'd first moved back in, the kids suddenly didn't need to be asked to go shower. J proclaimed that it felt like a hotel. We had to give (and still do!) Z reminders not to linger too long in there.  I look forward to my showers every day and I totally understand why Z stays in there for as long as she does. I know that a shower is a shower is a shower, but somehow showering in this bathroom now feels so much more... more.

Singwa - Wed, 02 Nov 2016

24 October 2016

We have just had a very rainy week last week.  Z's camp was postponed much to her grave disappointment. It was just as well. We had a Black Rain signal where we saw many stranded in the office or in schools until late in the evening because of road closures (owing to floods and/or landslides).  Two days after the floods, we were hit by a super typhoon (Haima), which seemed a bit anti-climactic after all the flooding drama we had.  Where we are, it didn't rain very hard, although there were definitely very strong winds.  Because it was declared a T8, classes were suspended and C didn't have to go in to work either.  Yippee!

I love it when have we don't have anything scheduled for the day, when we all just lie back and chill.

The sun is back out again this week.  On our hike this morning, the trail was slightly muddy, but not too bad.  We thought about venturing up a trail that J and his scout troop did last Saturday, but decided when we got to that point to just shelf the idea for when the weather is cooler.  Hopefully, that won't be too long now.  I love shorts and flip-flops weather, but I am looking forward to having fun with my scarves soon. 

Singwa - Wed, 26 Oct 2016

17 October 2016

On the way to a street festival this summer, I saw these flowers growing by the roadside. They totally made me stop.  They're so, so pretty, don't you think?  I feel that if fairies were real, these flowers would be in abundance in Fairyland.

Anyone know what these flowers are called? I'd love to know.


Singwa - Wed, 19 Oct 2016

11 October 2016

I used to love pop, soft drinks, soda or whatever you call it.  Then when I was pregnant with J, I gave that up.  I had had soda again, once in a very rare while, but it was not quite the same after having given it up for so long.  I don't love it anymore; I don't even like it.  

But then, there's root beer. I'd just discovered that they sometimes carry root beer at our local supermarket. It is pop, I know. My excuse?  I don't get to have it all the time.  I indulge in one every now and then (especially on very hot days).  We even introduced root beer floats to the kids one time and they loved it.  What's not to love? I guess what makes root beer all the more special for me is that we don't readily find it here in Hong Kong, the way we could get it pretty anywhere when we were in the US and Canada.

Do you like root beer? What's your guilty indulgence?


03 October 2016


Ever since J started secondary school, he's been having to wake up much earlier, because his school bus has a much earlier pick-up time.  He'd have already left by the time Z wakes up. Surprisingly, there hasn't been any whinging or whining about this.

I prefer an early start to my day.  Even back when I was holding a corporate job, I prefer going in early when it's mostly quiet. I feel I get more things done, before the madness of the day sets in.  That said, there are days when I just feel like hugging my pillow tighter, snuggling in deeper...

Which one are you --an early riser or a night owl or both?  


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