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“I’ve got tickets to Arizona,” she said.

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I’ve never felt unsettled in all my life. At least I think that’s what that was. I have been in India for a majority of my breathing, heart-beating phase. There have not been many opportunities for me to be out of my element. I did well, I thought. I had the comfort of the people I’d grown used to and food that had just the right dash of home.

We all pride ourselves in being masters of things. Some are well-read or well-slept. Others can recognise wines by their odours and people by their warmth. I am addicted to familiarity. Ten seconds later, I like being thrown off the trail in the hope that I’ll mysteriously find my way back on it.

I love living in Washington. It’s only been 4 months. But I want to find that usual place I end up in. I won’t force the tide…I can’t; but I know it will be okay.

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If you want me to send you a postcard saying “HI!!”, send me your snail mail address to eeekster@gmail.com

Project Postcard

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I’m not that famous so it’s okay that I got zero (0) addresses in my inbox since the last post.

I made the postcard you see and sent it out too. Snap a picture, stick it on some thick paper, write an address, stick a stamp and it goes anywhere you tell it to.

I think that’s amazing. It makes me wonder why people don’t like to use this magic trick more often.

It also has me guessing where all the lost letters go. And if there’s really a Santa Claus and if he got the letter I once wrote him. Nothing can make me believe otherwise because I always got what I wanted — to be in Goa and be reminded that the world is not such a bad place after all.

This was two Saturdays ago

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My real name is Bad Blogger D’Souza. I know I’m supposed to post these things “as.and.when.they.happen”, but I fail sometimes.

Not to worry because I did make a blueberry cheesecake and I’m willing to share the recipe with you for one night only. I mean forever. Forever and ever.

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So last last Saturday, we were visited by the in-laws (mine, not his) and we all drove down to Shelton, about 2 hours away from home. We took the happy dogs along since they love the outdoors and went on our way to visit my person’s dad’s cousins Jacque and Glen. 

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Saying that they have a cute house that I want is more than I want to say. I want a cozy house like that with a bathtub garden, and a huge lawn with a well in the middle and berries that you can pick and snack on while you garden. Sigh.

They also have bees.

Bees live here

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This is le bathtub garden. Angels watch over it because it’s so heavenly.

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It’s all very whimsical to me. You can’t blame me for getting carried away. I’ve only seen these kinds of places in my dreams or in Hallmark movies. I love it!

The Johnsons’

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We ate good, home-cooked and mostly homegrown meals and my cheesecake (I haven’t forgotten the recipe!), played with the dogs and just enjoyed the weekend. My person and I had to stay in a creepy motel room but breakfast the next day made up for it.

Oh, I forgot about Dos! He’s their 13-year-old Jack Russel Terrier. He could be 14 too, but deep down he’s still a baby. The dogs thought he was their new horsing around friend and Dos did try too. Poor boy, they really wore him out.

The silly dogs being silly faces

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Little Dos and his tennis ball

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Itty bitty berries that grow up to be my food

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Okay so, I know you only waited this long for the cheesecake recipe. I honour your bravery.

This is the recipe I go back to time and time again because it’s delicious and you can make it with almost any fruit because the fruit is only the topping. BBC Good Food, I’m still working on perfecting this recipe, but boy is it amazing!

Ah, the sweet side of life.

Love what you do-II

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I have been making cards ever since I could hold a pencil straight. People tell me that I should make it a full-time job and I agree! I would love to make getting people to send mail and still sort of pass notes my life’s goal.

This year, I did something I haven’t done before. I made cards for other people. Not from me to other people. From other people to other people.

Yay.

This is a blog post about the cards I made.

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(This is a card about always having fun with your partner in crime)

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(I made this for a co-worker. I took her handprint and made it into a card for her husband.)

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(This is my favourite because it’s for my Awesomepants!)

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(This is a “down with love” sorta card)

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(My alien card. I love aliens.)

While I may not have a lot of art supplies yet, I make do pretty well. Sequins, glue and of course, funky construction paper are pretty my my best friends.

Pencils too. I love you pencils.

The blog post on the Sunday pictures has been delayed a bit since I was waiting for photographer extrodinaire, my sister, to send me her pictures. Tomorrow fo shiz.

If you have any DIY links you love to go to for greeting cards, please share them with me.

Lots of love

Sunday kind of love

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As a Goan, I know the importance of a Sunday. Nothing says big meals, family and idyllic lazy days like this one. Some of us even have go to work (dang!)!! It does make me not dread Mondays though, like a lot of people.

I thought I would put together a collection of photos with the help of old friends and new ones I love from all over the world. All were taken on February 12, 2012.

As I’m awaiting some pictures to be sent in, I’m gonna post my favourite Sunday picture from yesterday.

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Gypsy
Goa, India
on Instagram

Stay tuned for more. Happy Monday to you all! 🙂

Our big day

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It’s been a month and a week and a bit more since I got married in one of those wedding parties and though I’m a little late posting this, I am NOT sorry. Q) Why?

A) 1. It’s because I’m a badass. 

A) 2. I was reading a book. It’s awesome. It has a drawing of the human skeleton on it’s knees. I can’t wait to get to that part.

My wedding to Awesomepants was great. I’m not lying. I didn’t care if a single thing went wrong because I didn’t want it to be perfect. I just wanted it to be fun. By that I mean, I wanted people to be smashed. Drunk. WAYYY-S-TED. It happened that very same way.

We were on a beach, we had the waves, we had a dance floor, we had a singer and her music went above and beyond the call of duty (or is it the other way around…I don’t know)…WE HAD IT ALL. Of course, I had my husband. What a man! Handsomus Beautifulis. 

I LOVE YOU AWESOMEPANTS!

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Now that I got that out of the way, I’d like to brag about my family.

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I was never one to get excited about a wedding. Wedding food, probably but not an actual wedding. My friends reminded me constantly how “anti-panti” I was and I know. I’m like a scholar in knowing. Like totally. There was a reason why I could pull the whole thing off in 6 months and that is, I just didn’t want it to be grandiose (< I love this word). My family on the other hand put the class back in my…um…face. They reminded me of the meaning of this day and they let themselves take care of the special details. Like the cars to escort us to the church and the whole church ceremony — it was all their doing. I would have gone in a bus with a crate of beers in the back.  I’m so glad they were there and gave a crap so I could spend more crazy time with that handsome dude who keeps popping up in my brain. 

STOP IT AWESOMEPANTS! I’M WARNING YOU! Okay I’m not. I love you from here till the end of the black hole.

My friends — all 28 of them — were my support staff too. Unknowingly, or knowingly, they helped me in so many ways. Insane, yes we are. 

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Above all else, this day was filled with love. It was a love ambush and I didn’t know where to look. Every single person who was there, was there for a reason and those who weren’t (grandma!) were in my heart. So for all the wedding haters out there, you need to get married and have a party after. It will take a bit off your lifespan but you can bet it will be the best damn day of your life.

Awesomepants is still in my brain. I love being married to that guy.

The end. 

A new way to go

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I am a huge blogging slacker. I always say I’m going to write something and I just forget or start doing something else. Which is why I loveeeee my new iPod touch. I’m sitting on a rocking chair now and I’m on the posterous app writing this post. I feel so awesome. I miss my husband though.

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Wedding is accomplished. Husband is acquired. I’m happy. Now it all begins.