I was given the privilege to contribute 2 cakes at the bake sale/cake auction to raise fund for Speed the Light ministry, an event hosted by CM Journey Youth Ministry. Without any hesitation, I took the chance to make two cakes of my choice.
I wanted to be timely. I saw Martha Stewart's Caramelized Apple spiced cake in Brown Sugar Swiss Meringue Butter cream, decorated with Gold Marzipan Pumpkins, Leaves and Acorns and took courage to give it a try.
Of course, I am no Martha Stewart so my cake didn't turn out as gorgeous as hers. This cake is great for Thanksgiving holiday. But beware, this is a very rich and heavy cake. A sliver would be good with a cup of apple cinnamon tea!
The second cake I made was Buche de Noel. The recipe came from an old recipe book I bought from a thrift store for half off! I will be sharing this recipe. I have to day the Oldies are goodies!
I knew as soon as I stepped out NAIA, I felt an overwhelming humidity. No Anti-humidity hairspray could save my hair from big time frizz. The sticky feeling indicated I was finally in Manila.
Seeing my nephews and nieces was the hardest part of my trip. I tried so hard to draw back my tears seeing them after four years. They became more silent and self-conscious and will probably be ashamed to be kissed by their aunt in public. They were not as talkative as before. It felt like they were different people.
By Myric Andreasen
I like to be seen at my best
Always there in gatherings
in nice dresses and heels
I wear my best smile everyday
To show how happy i am with the life i chose
My husband's love is beyond what i needed.
So I gave mine to him with no boundaries
I have many friends, and i love my job
Which makes life perfect and i am satisfied.
But At night the feeling starts changing.
In silence, the darkness seemed vast in space.
when the lights are out and nothing to see.
all I could feel is me.
There was a discernible fear for what to come
I think of future and i realize time is becoming my enemy.
Time will take away my youth, my caring mother, my friends and lastly my love.
The idea of being alone in an empty house nothing but memories that slowly fading in the southern hemisphere of the aging brain is heartbreaking.
I am not lonely but i feel alone.
Nothing in this world can save me, nor i can save someone from dying isn't that the truth?
It helps to believe i am just a passerby and this life is a training ground of yet to come.
Yet, these unpleasant thoughts taught me life is very short, so i want to love with purpose.
I hugged my husband and finally drifted to sleep, thinking what can i give rather than what i could lose. Time can have my tomorrow but it can never steal my "now".
Before i drift i whisper to my snoring love ever softly " you are the best and tomorrow I love you some more".
One thing I like about antique store is not just finding old artifacts from good ol' days. I love trying on dainty hats like these!
...and a try on a fancy crochet gloves perhaps?
There is a street full of antique shops. We stumbled upon a newly opened antique mall called The Rustic Rooster.
We were pleased with their store. The people were inviting, the displays are well presented and organized.
The staff prepared free little treats and barbecue sausages and hotdogs for the customers for their grand opening!
They are selling a mixed of antiques and handicrafted home decors which was actually nice because it gives you more options if the stuff are too rustic for your taste. I could relate in appreciating DIY handicrafts. However I admit that when it comes to antiques, I don't know what I'm doing.
I guess it takes a lot of knowledge to find that perfect and valuable piece.
Example this?At first I thought it was a torture device, but it was actually a pot scrubber! Imagine life without scotch brite?
So glad I was with my mother-in-love. Mum has great eye for antiques. She gave me one tip. Go for whatever catches my eyes.
Yes, I took photos of some of my favorites in the museum (without flash of course), but not to be a spoiler. I did this as a sort of a teaser of examples of must see in the museum. To be perfectly honest, no photo could give justice how astonishing the details are!
Seeing how teeny tiny these are in person is the essence of work of art.
Would you guess this doll is made of a grain of wheat? It probably measures around an inch!
okay to be clear, there were no touching of exhibits involved here. It was in a glass frame.
And of course, what is a museum of miniatures without miniature Christmas Town!
|This reminds me of a particular scene in movie animation A Christmas Carol.|
Hubby and I left this place happy. I ended up loving it! The museum offers volunteer work and I am seriously giving it a thought.