Thinking Out Loud

Thursday, July 29, 2021

Honey

Remember our first lunch date since the start of the pandemic with a close friend last Saturday?

He gave us a sample of his harvest from his 4 colonies of bees.

Fresh from his aviary, a bottle of honey in cute packaging with a tiny old fashion honey bee wooden spoon, and a metal bee charm.

His house sits beside a state park, and his bees feed on nectar from the wildflowers in 1,207 acres of natural resources.

I am not sure if he sells his honey though.

Monday, July 26, 2021

Nostalgia

Working late, and finishing some notes for tomorrow's grind.

Suddenly, I was feeling nostalgic.

* BIG SIGH!

I miss people very significant to me that have crossed over to the eternal world. I just wish I can hear their voices all over again. Most of them left when there were no unlimited wifi yet---when communication wasn't as accessible like today.

I used to write them letters, cards and enclose photos of us, and especially of the kids.

When I am feeling this way, I usually drown myself in music. I listen to my favorite singable songs. The problem is I want to sing along to these tunes too.

This is what I always do while gardening. Rather than feeling sad of a situation I have no control over anymore, I keep myself busy.

I garden.

I walk.

I sing.

It is 41 minutes past midnight here. I really want to sing my nostalgia out loud, but everyone in my part of the world is asleep. I do not want the neighbors to call the police, and report me for public disturbance.

So, I decided to write about it instead.

By the way, I wanted to sing this song by Sara Bareilles.

...and I will call my mother in California tomorrow. I always make sure to call her on Mondays in the afternoon after I pack and ship items in the morning. It's a routine I program myself to do.

Sunday, July 25, 2021

Lunch Date

I was ecstatic about our first lunch date since the pandemic began.

We had lunch with a very dear friend and our oldest friend (not in terms of his age) in America.

He's a friend and a former boss of the mister back in Cebu, Philippines. They were coworkers when the mister and I had only been married for a year, in early 1996.

We had planned to visit each other in May. Unfortunately, the mister and I went on a week-long out-of-state trip with the children.

We agreed to try a Thai restaurant that newly opened in April of this year. It's just a mile walk away from our house.

I loved the interior. It's eclectic.