What a wedding that must have been…

  I came across this blushing bride and the delicious wedding cake while browsing thru the new photo-sharing site I tumbled upon sometime back. And I couldn’t resist dedicating an entire post to the beauty of this new bride, to the sinful wedding cake and to matrimony in general…

 (Photo posted by Hendy Nugraha at the new photo-sharing site)  When the merry chaos of celebrations, champagne parties and receptions dies out, begins the true matrimony. When the make-up fades and when the kitchen needs to be cleaned, begins the true matrimony. When the icing on the cake is licked away and only the sweet soft bread is leftover, begins the true matrimony…  I don’t want to mar the pleasure of this beauitful bride and many others… So let’s end saying that, if u still find reasons to celebrate and get the champagne flowing, if you clean up the kitchen and still love your wife without the blush and the mascara, if you agrre to eat half of the remaining bread after the icing is licked, well, rest assured, you will see the matrimony you have just begun to the very (happy) end…

It’s someone’s birthday…

He’s always been a jolly good fellow and now he’s one year older. Mac, my dog will be 6 tomorrow…

I brought him in as a shabby little pup from that pet shop down the corner. He became a darling of the household in no-time and his popularity over-shot mine… He’s stayed put with me all thru the breakups, the bad school grades, the fall-outs with bests of my friends and many not so pleasant moments of childhood. I love u Mac…

O, btw this is a pic i came across bubbles. Love the cake! Though Mac prefers his eggs and meat, I thought I need to do something crazy and grand enough to mark my best pal’s b’day. So this post..

 Photo posted by Stacey Bullins at the new photo-based social networking site

Hope- The diamond

Yeah, I have come across this over-rated and over-hyped term- ‘hope’ a lot of times. Not that I am not optimistic, I have optimism by the cartloads- it’s just that the concept of hope has been way too dissected by the philosophical enthusiasts.

 Hope for me is that killing smile the lady at the mall had. 

Hope for me is mum’s raisin cake.

 Hope for me is dad’s coffee and smoke after the dinner…

 Heck, hope for me is my dog Mac!

Picture this…

 

 I came across it on the new photo sharing site I have been talking about…

So now, hope for me is also a diamond! Cool… 

 (Photo posted by Juanita Miller at bubbles)

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