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Maybe some of us on here have anything to share about our journey in finding the "one".

Considering all the fake profiles, scammers they are called, what truly is our chances of finding him/her on this site? Or anywhere for that matter.

I have met and found whom I thought was the one 9 years ago here. Although our distance was more than 7,000 miles apart we didn't get discouraged because what we felt from the first skype was so strong and wonderful that we didn't think of any hurdles we had to face.
Anyways I went to his place about three times and he came to my place about two times. To cut the story short, for me, it was the most interesting, adventurous and wonderful part of my life.

I read somewhere that the difficulty of meeting a real partner here isn't as easy as meeting them in family gatherings, church or the conventional and normal introduction before the web. What's with all of those mentally crazy, drug addicts, or simply players that are not who they claim they are. Married pretending to be single, and more discouraging characters which by the time you find out, has already caused you a lot of emotional roller coaster.

Well for me, I am no longer looking. I'm way past that. But meeting good friends both male or female, to me is a plus.

What about you? Please feel free to share your stories if you want. Maybe we can all learn from it.

Note: I know about six couples who have met here, still married and happy. A couple from NZ and India, From Northern Thailand and England (my best friends, he passed away , blessed his soul). From Philippines and NZ, From NY and England, From France and CH, and also our very own Mimi from Malaysia now happily living in Nebraska. The first three couples I met them 8 years ago still very happily married.

Former AC/DC drummer Colin Burgess passed away over the weekend.

Colin Burgess, the original drummer for Australian rock band AC/DC, has died at the age of 77 due to unknown reasons.

I don't often bring bad news to my blogs, but today was a terrible day. I went to the store to pick up my new prescription glasses. They were ordered with polycarbonate lenses that are thinner than standard plastic lens and actually produce a clearer view.
Sadly they weren't ready as promised. I'm told those products are only made by the most experienced technician, but he called in sick. The apprentice was asked if he knew how to run the machinery and his answer was YES, but when he leaned over the lens grinding machine, it caught his hand and pulled him in.

The official coroner's report said that 'He had made a spectacle of himself.'

One of my neighbors has health issues and confined to a wheelchair. She has a long-time boyfriend who owns a condo on the other side of the development, but stays with her like husband and wife. They have the parking spot next to me and often I say hello and make small-talk. I learned she's been transferred to an extended care facility now.

The other neighbor told me she was only renting and that the landlord owns a few units in the development. Less than a week later, I saw some workers moving furniture out. Curious, I stood in the doorway and was invited in by the owners who were doing some minimal cleanup.

We talked about if they were going to rent again and they decided with the great value of property now, they preferred to sell the place 'as is' but, I thought their asking price was a little high. Days later, they were doing some renovation work. They told me they had a buyer, but the bank wouldn't secure the loan. I don't know if the buyer had a credit issue or the adjuster thought the asking price was too high.

It appears they are on Plan B and now doing some renovation. Their handyman constructed a soffit in the bathrooms and removed the old style lighting. Upgraded lighting in the kitchen was also done. New toilets, a mirrored wall was removed and probably glass shower doors were installed. Paint throughout and they are installing laminate flooring this week.

My guess is $15,000 of upgrades will bring them $30,000 more in the selling price and all it takes is a buyer with cash who doesn't want to go through the renovation process and they could move right in!

New life in an old condo...

Tomorrow is the first Sunday in Advent, usually I play a very active part in this celebration at church...carry the Cross, or a candle, or helping to give out the Holy Communion etc. This year, I decided not to partake in anything, just attend church as usual. Last week, I got an e-mail from one of the priests, asking if I wanted to be a part of the Christmas play at church, as more people were needed I agreed to do so, as I'm off from work all next week.

Now I know why I decided not to be a part of the usual sunday Christmas celebrations at church. Since the end of october, I've been battling with a cold, it became better, but never left, the past week, it got worse, so much so, that last night I hardly slept because I was coughing so much. I had an appointment at the hospital this afternoon (if I had cancelled it, I would have had to wait another 3 or more months for a new appointment), before entering the waiting room at the hospital, I decided to put on a face mask. I'm glad I did, because the technician who was assigned to me is pregnant. After leaving the hospital, I kept on the mask, went to a pharmacy to get my usual medicines, as well as something for a cold, and decided to buy a Covid-19 test also.

Turns out I have Covid, now I know why I didn't want to partake in the Christmas celebrations at church. It's always good to trust your intuition. I'm not sad about having Covid, and don't expect any sympathy, just thought I'd write about it.

In November, the price of gasoline (around here) was around $3.15 per gallon and dropped to $2.85 before Thanksgiving. After, it went up to $3.10 for a few days and it's back below $3.
Since some directly blame the president when the price goes up, they should also thank him when it drops... Thank you president Biden. You've done a fine job!

On Wednesday, I was informed that my employer would provide champagne for us on Friday, because the company is doing well. Friday came, and the champagne was poured.

It was awful. In fact, it was so bad, that it left my throat feeling VERY dry, which is not how I like my champagne. But still - drinking a glass of champagne on company time, whilst getting paid for it, is not as bad way to end a miserable week, because oh BOY was yesterday bad.

But it was a nice treat for us, and even though the champagne was terrible, it was quite nice to have 15 minutes where I didn't have to think about work.

Where I didn't have to think about deadlines. About drivers who mess up. About anything other than the quiet and the taste of the champagne.

Would I buy it for myself? Absolutely not. Was it expensive? I think it was. I am employed at a billion kroner company, after all, so they can afford to splurge on champagne.

But now - well, now is the weekend, and boy is it gonna be good! I plan to do my laundry tomorrow, and get some well earned rest!

Can you believe this sheet? i don't either.

Cartouche... now that's a word that sounds vulgar, doesn't it? Maybe something Freddy Mercury would have shouted to the audience. For the Egyptians, it was an artistic impression or a plaque and not to be confused with dental plaque. In architecture, it's often a medallion with a bunch of scrolly shit surrounding it.
Why the blog?
I'm doing cabinets for a 7 bedroom house that consists of kitchen rework, bar, butlers pantry, laundry, closets and bathrooms. They want to salvage an old wall unit that's floor to ceiling and bout 20 feet long. It's adorned with lots of carvings and cartouches on the doors and panels. Personally, I think it's hideous, grossly outdated and needs to be torn out and replaced.
I wasn't asked to price a replacement. I was asked to remove the cartouches, modify doors and panels and overlap a panel to front mount a 55 inch TV that was designed for 42 inches. No can do. I graciously declined as I have no manpower talented enough to do a miracle.
In a former life, I've transformed basic square niches into 'dome style' cartouche units for statues or waterfalls. Those scrolly things were made from fiberglass and purchased in the right size to fit the openings. The end result would have been called 'timeless' but they had no idea that two generations later, everything would be contemporary.



I'm not expecting that style to come back any time soon.

I'm in procrastination mode. Nothing new, but it's been building up to new levels. I wasted (yeah, wasted and not waited) until the last day of the sale to try a bass amplifier. All the store had was one floor model. I didn't want a floor model and I wanted 2 identical, so they (supposedly) sent 2 from warehouse. One was in the original manufactures box the other was (obviously) a floor model (missing the owners instruction manual) put in a used cardboard box and packed it in Home Depot bubble wrap.

Bubble wrap doesn't hold well on things weighing 40 pounds and the corner of the box crushed in transit, taking a chunk out of the corner of the speaker cabinet.
Two hours wasted with customer support and they are express delivering a replacement, but I have to returned the damaged amp at a UPS station.

I started charging batteries to fly model aircraft today and will finish this morning. I got to bed late and figure I'm at least 2 hours behind schedule. My original plan was to go to Miami, fly with some friends and after go to the salon for a haircut with the stylist I've used for a decade.

Mañana, mañana... I'll do that tomorrow.














mañana is Spanish for tomorrow. I use that word often.