It's Mayhem!!!

Ok I came across this today and it's really too cute and wonderful not to share.

I love mommy-daughter duos and this between Angie (mom) and Mayhem (her nickname) certainly tops the lists!

What do they do? They create their own fashion gowns out of paper, scarves and whatever they can get their hands on!

Some as you can see are the typical weekend arts and crafts projects  but the latest ones they did replicating celebrities are really great!!!

You can follow them on Instagram here.

Ok enough of my ramblings... here are the pix!!!

How I know I've met my soulmate

Okay I know, it's a little cheesy but hey Valentine's Day is around the corner. Then I was reading this about how do you know if you've met your soulmate and I thought I could share a couple points of my own.

1. He puts my needs in front of his... and so do I

No it's not done in obligatory  reciprocation... or well it is, kind of. But after being together for over five years, putting one another in front just comes naturally.

2. Same goals/visions in life

I'm pretty sure when we first got together, it wasn't really the same. After all we were in love and everything was covered by smoke screens. But as the weeks and months go by, we slowly gravitate towards the same ideas of life. 

For example - marriage and children. Something that A LOT of people have been asking us about. Somehow or rather we've gotten to a place where we both agree that the only difference between a married couple and us now... is a piece of paper. 

3. Best friends and lovers

This is so true. While we are wildly attracted to each other, we are also best friends. We are together pretty much all the time (except when we are at work) but we still have plenty to talk, laugh and dance around about. 

It gets painful for me (more me than him, I suppose) when we have to separate even for a couple of days. I confess, every time he leaves - I cry. I cry like he's just broken up with me. I cry like some one close to me has just died. He on the other hand, isn't that all visibly upset, that's all.

4. The little things

• So he's got a bad back, so I give him as many massages as he needs (and that I can). 
• He tells me all these funny (albeit sometimes facepalm inducing) jokes and riddles that keep me laughing. 
• Every once in a while we'll publicly show off some cheesy PDA. 
• We also mind our Ps & Qs (even to this day)

5. He can tell...

Whether I'm having a bad day.... if my period is about to come... or if I'm stressed. He's that intuitive. Instead of leaving me alone to deal with it... he comes up with ways to help me deal.

So yeah that's my list of how I know. What about you?

Never forgotten

27 years ago, my father passed away. For some reason, I felt some urge to write him a letter this year.

Dear Papa

It's 27 years today.

You will always be the one who let me play hot cross buns on your tum and mark it with a 'B'.

You will always be the one who brings me endless Vitagen.

You will always be the one who taught me how to balance my red BMX on three wheels.

I don't remember much, but I remember enough

Thank you.

Love and miss you, always and forever

The sad thing for me... is that I'm not really sure what sort of melancholy I'm feeling - the fact that I grew up without a father... or that I don't know what having a father feels like.

I do feel a void. But I'm not entirely sure what the void is. 

I do get jealous sometimes when people tell me stories about things they did with their dad(s), because I have no stories. I hear stories about how cool some of their dads are... or how some of their traits are exactly like their dads... I have none. The only thing I have is - I look exactly like him (which kinda makes me think that I look like a dude >.<)

These are the only three memories that I kind of remember of him. I thought hard and long... alas, these are all I remember.

The rest... are mostly stories I hear about him. Like from my mom - who keeps telling me how handsome he is (no mom, I still don't see it... sorry!) or family who tell me what a wonderful person he was. From what I gather, he was a very selfless guy who loved his family and home.

I wish I remembered more of him.