stocking presents from Santa

aching heels

Wrapping presents is exhausting.  Add to that the stress and tension of going through the eternal cycle of the laborious routine, all I want to do is snooze.  But I couldn't.  

So as 2015 closes, after the noche buena, I reminisce my activities in 2015 like viewing a few Amalia Fuentes movies from half a century ago and hoping she'll be able to rehabilitate from her stroke.

There was also the Aldub phenomenon and the pair's refreshing concept of kilig. Hope they scale more heights but keep both feet on the ground as fame is certainly fleeting.  It's a competitive world out there.  

I want to find time.  It's hard, with the toddler mess and curiosity.  But there will be a way.

dec, dec the halls

I like that picture of Hyde Park.  Being the eternal recluse, I very seldom go out and enjoy the views. We dropped by Winter Wonderland on Wednesday.  It was just any other fair with rides and overpriced amenities and meals.  It's a treat for the little girl.  She had her fun.  She got on the kids rides even though she's so tiny.  Height is a requirement.  Then we traipsed to the Disney Store in Bond Street.  I love Disney Stores.  I can just stare and stare at the Frozen display or get to contemplate on a purchase of another Minnie Mouse soft toy.  If only Daisy Duck is not the double the price of Minnie, it would have been a more exciting venture.

A week before our sojourn in crowded London, I was bed-bound, very sick with a cold; coughing and spluttering.  Ah, the sadness.  I have to look after my blood pressure.  I have to eat only salads.  I haven't had a proper rice since the GP visit on Monday.  I eat here and there; bread, fried noodles, even the dreaded and fatal complex carb such as candy floss.  Ah, life.

Now I've got to sign my Christmas cards, we're so late this year.  Apologies to our intended.