Monday, July 26, 2010

new blog

New beginnings and a new blog at http://hoydenmel.tumblr.com

and i'm still posting at http://notallgirlslikepink.blogspot.com

This blog is taking and indefinite break. :)

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Friday, July 16, 2010

that's life


Found via http://sivinkit.net

The awesome pop-up books were hand-made by Jamie Hannigan and Maeve Clancy.

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Monday, July 05, 2010

The Wedding - Behind the Scenes

Our dear friend Charis got hitched last April and she's been blogging about The Day giving us the down low and before and after picture of matrimonial bliss.

As wedding coordinator No. 2 I thought it would be nice to also share details of the whole event and give you a behind the scenes picture of the mythical world of the Wedding planner/Coordinator.

Melissa and Melisa (me!) were elected as The Day-Of Coordinator (DOC). A seemingly simple task as all the nitty gritty details were slogged out by Charis and her Sammy Darling way beforehand. They had planned the entire wedding on their own and all 'The Mels' had to do was make sure it flowed finer than fine wine and err ... smoother than silk.

DOCs in general deal with stuff like in-person discussuions (which happened over scrumptious dinners and caffeine fueled sessions), venue walk-throughs, day-of timelines, vendor confirmations and rehearsal coordination.

'The Mels' also took on the role of venue decorators because...yeah we're all that!

The day started off super early (jip san leong) and we arrived at the venue (after the ear squats, chocolate affair and soiled diapers) at approximately 1000hrs armed with sticky tape, pretty ribbons and a fist full of Gerberas.

I was a little bit anxious but decorating kept me a relatively calm. We had the green light from Charis to make calls we deemed necessary if anything went wrong. Our rehearsal the night before went alright but Melissa (we'll call her No. 1) kept fretting about this and that, about the flow and timing and positions so I let her and assumed position of 'The-Calm-One'.

At 1200hrs, when sound check was supposed to start, the band was nowhere in sight. We continued getting the venue prepped, got prettied up and attended to some flyaways and minor OCD decorating details.

At 1300hrs, the band arrives, sound guy arrives, and I run to check on the food. Only the cake lady was there. Coffe Bean shows up too and deposits paper cups, condiments and a big jug of milk. (where's the coffeeee???) Ok, I admit that I forgot to ask the dude where the coffee was, cause err... I was uhh checking out his enormous muscles. Yup. Bimbo moment right there.

I head on up to give the best men their cues and run through the order of service with the band and make sure everyone knows their place. No. 1 is extra antsy and i let her be. I think she's bribing the flower girls and page boys with animal pegs and stickers. In a bright cheery voice she says, "I'll give you one now and if you walk to the end of the aisle properly, you'll get another one!"
Good Luck No. 1!

I check on the registration table and make sure the girls are fine. Michelle's late but it's ok, we have Suzanna manning the table. It's almost 1400hrs and the food is still MIA!!! I get Jochebed to help wait down in the reception hall while I see to our slide clicker Celine and run through the order of service again.

At a little past two, the bridal car arrives. And I try and usher everyone in pronto! As i head out to meet the entourage, the caterers arrive! Whoopdeedoo!

I give them quick directions and relief Jochebed from her post. And then the Coffee Bean guys arrive...WITH COFFEE! Hurrah! (and muscles! Whoa!)

Then I run upstairs and with as much sweetness as I could conjour i said - "With sugar and spice and all things nice, get your asses into the church right now! The Bride is HERE!"

And miraculously everyone dissappears inside. The flower girls are all lined up and Asher's picking up dirt off the floor. And i remember feeling this stillness..... Like a little happy bubble of contained Joy.

The music starts up although I don't remeber giving a cue. Asher looked like a pro and went ahead with mommy, only stoping once to pick up dirt off the floor. Then I lead the first flower girl to the aisle and she stops. Looks at me with a look that says "No way Jose!" But I smile at her reassuringly... and give her a little nudge and she walks on....*pheww*

Then I cue seven others and a wave of butterflies flitter out of my centre as I turn and catch the look on Charis' face which is just utter Bliss. She had a, "This is finally happening!!" sorta face. :D

As the ceremony was underway, No. 1 kept sending me SMSes to remind me to cue The Band/The Singer/etc. and i rolled my eyes and replied saying: "RELAX. I've got it. It's flowing along just fine. :)"

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Thursday, June 17, 2010

Letter from God

I've been reading the One-Minute Writer and someone sent in this piece which i thought was pretty cool.
One-Minute Writing of the Day:
Writer: davidseven

My blessed child,
I've been thinking about it, and have decided that you've had enough confusion and consternation in your life.

So from today, I shall be answering all your questions directly, and audibly, and using small words so you can understand me.

Signed,
GOD

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Sunday, June 13, 2010

Sunday storms


Watching the storm unfold from my window i notice the monkeys scuttling away deeper into the forest as a low rumble permeates the evenings silence from a distance. I'm sure the upcoming storm will leave uprooted trees, blocking the only entrance to my apartment tucked deep in this suburb.

As i gaze up at the darkening sky a lightning bolt smacks right into the tree top singeing the last traces of leafs and brances leaving the tall stump smoking with its tips charred black.

The thunder that followed rattled my window panes causing me to jump back a little but i held my ground watching the torrents of rain sweep past the hillside threatening the trees and shrubs in its way.

There goes the banana tree. A mini mud slide follows. I run around the house shutting all the windows. I'd forgotten that in my Sunday reverie and storm gazing. Just in time - my curtains are only very slightly wet.

I settle back into the couch and bury myself in a book of faeries and mythical creatures. The storm continues to run amok outside. Doors slam. Alarms go off after each roll of thunder.

The Fray's 'Unsaid' plays on my itunes. And i agree that "A hundred thousand words could not quite explain..."

This is my Sunday.

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Saturday, June 12, 2010

I hushed...

A quote from William Faulkner's novel The Sound and the Fury.
Image via I'd Like To Fly

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Thursday, June 03, 2010

a lil folksy and darn Choonz

These guys are awesome!
A set of tunes recorded live by Irish band Choonz (Paul Garner on low whistle, David Garner on fiddle and Brian Haitz on guitar)

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Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Stop the craziness!

I think I have lost the ability to hold a long conversation. I just met with a person to get some insights on business/ministry and after almost 2 hours of listening and explaining, my mind kept wondering if I was making any sense to him. I kept going over how I should have answered that question or how I could have explained this point a little better and why I should talk about this and that and then I realised.... I was actually analyzing myself as we were talking!
Imagine having an out of body experience WHILE having a conversation. It's like my out-of-body self was looking at my real-self and saying, "watchoo goin on about wooman?" and then my real-self was all like, "whoa! why is my heart beating so fast? Why can't i speak clearly and consicely and why... whyy...ooo ice-cream! Hmm what was i saying? owhh shite anxiety attack!"
And so I got all fidgety and my face was contorted in a perpetual frown and the dude I was talking to figured I had lost him along the way so he then proceeded to repeat himself. *sweat*
SO then, as soon as I go back to the office I start to calm down a lil, and then I'm finally getting on with work. (Yeah like 2 hours AFTER lunch time.) What a weirdo! But I was thinking... maybe when the next person says "Lets talk." Or "Lets meet over lunch to discuss the implications of A + B -C," then I'd go, "Nahh i don't do conversations."
It'll be so nonchalant like, "Nahh I don't smoke anymore." or "Nahh, i don't drink anymore. I'm 360 days sober." or something around those lines.
But of course then I'd be the most horrible writer ever! I wouldn't be able to do interviews and I wouldn't be able to dig for info and get good gossip and be a fact checker. Darn you voice of the beehive!
Beehive! Geddit? Melisa = Honeybee. ME - beehive..... no? Nevermind...

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Book of Love - The Magnetic Fields


This is such an amazing cover by Nataly Dawn. Simply lovely. :)


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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

in the end...

Not to sound too morbid or whatever.... but I have been thinking an awful lot about last words. I like what Mark Twain has to say, as quoted in this article about his final years' :

"A distinguished man should be as particular about his last words as he is about his last breath," he noted. "He should write them out on a slip of paper and take the judgment of his friends on them. He should never leave such a thing to the last hour of his life, and trust to an intellectual spurt at the last moment to enable him to say something smart with his latest gasp and launch into eternity with grandeur."

I don't think i've ever said anything remotely intellectual or gave anyone sound advice or even said anything in my life worth remembering. So I doubt i'm gonna get to say anything smart on my death bed. However, I think a person should say all that needs to be said while lucid, and one should write all that can't be said in a journal.

So while I'm still here, I'll say this: -
Dream profoundly, live loftily, love unceasingly, dance obstreperously, sing unabashedly, write imaginatively, walk gallantly and laugh gleefully.
And The Big Guy... you know he fits into all the above.

And as my fav fashion blogger once said, "Just do the things that make you smile and you’ll always end up somewhere. Even if that place is not anywhere you’d imagined you’d be at the start. ~ Garance Dore"
Now run along and play outside :)

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