Windy's new car

I am so green with envy! LOL!

But come to think of it!

Windy doesn’t have to travel by bus anymore when I come visit Malaysia again I am certain Windy is going to take me on a ride in his new, sleek car. I feel overly excited!

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He talked about how life had been for him,  as it were My World in My Own Word. He spoke Straight From The Heart about his Mystique Moments. His Random Ramblings went on from Lofty Matters and covered just about Everything Under The Sun. Every now and then as he spoke, he insisted that he had always lived A Simple Life.

He advised that I should enjoy Smart Health and Fitness and live on The Positive Side if I wanted to live long enough to see my grandchildren.

Everything Has A Reason he went on to say. He explained as an example, that if you enjoy the EastCoastLife, you could even send a message To PM Lee Hsien Loong the present Prime Minister of Singapore and inform him that where you are, you are enjoying Life’s sweets and spices and perhaps get a good job offer in his Government.

As we finished our coffee, he beckoned to me with a twinkle in his eyes and said, “come In My Kitchen“. This is My Sweet Haven he said. “This is where for decades I spent my Life After Work. This is where we  Glue 4 Family and had most of our best times…eating of course”, he said with a big laugh.

He spoke about his family. My wife is a  Stay At Home Mom. In this kitchen she  Stir, Laugh, Repeat all the wondrous meals she has served the family year after year . I first met my wife From a Yellow House In England. but don’t ask her anything about it because she is fond of relating stories about My Pink Shoelace and that one never ends.

As we were talking, his daughter came in. WoW! She had the looks of a Certified Fashionable Chic who is definitely more than seXy. I learned that she worked as a The Lady Programmer, is married to A Malaysian Abroad and champions for Girlz Power in the local Election Issues.

“Hi!”, she said to me, “I see that you have met My Funny Dad, Harry”. She grabbed a bottle of fruit juice from the refrigerator, gave her Dad a hugg and hurriedly left, “I have to go Dad, you know I am The Shopaholic Nightingale.”

“I need to go to the Comfort Room”, I asked with a searching look for directions.

“Windy, it’s over there, First Door on the Left”, came his quick reply.

Inside his comfort room, I noticed that the walls were painted with Pink Hues. There was even a CrispyPapaya in his bath tub. I was curious and asked him about it.

“That’s My Piece of Paradise“, he declared. Even Big Boys Have Toys Too he went on with a big laugh.

You have been reading My Written xPressions of a Blogger’s Tale as seen In The Eyes Of The Beholder who always has an Extra Room for Happiness..

Loving You,
Windy

Note: This post was authored by Windy which was originally published at this blog on February 14, 2009 before it got deleted.

As he pressed the shutter, he had to shout, SMILE! And mind you! He had to take two shots for that, LOL!

And here I was! Definitely smiling!

Yours truly for posterity sake

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Take for example when it deals with gold bullion. Most people would balk at there being such a thing because there must be a sound financial establishment that will provide protection.

In a dwindling Economy, the market forces do affect the selling price of goods and services. The competition out there does make it possible for there being such a thing now as cheap and good.

Thank you are merely two monosyllabic words and it would spring from the kindred words, Love You. That goes to prove what any psychologist would attest to – that every human action or reaction is associated.

It’s just plain and simple – Thank You. I’d understand if it is omitted because it’s SUPERCALIFRAGLISTICEXPIELIDOCIOUS for thank you.

We have reached a sorry stage. Man has to return basics. Basics in this instance would be to learn from the animals. You know like how a dog wags his tail after being given a bone. Or like how my pet rabbits lick my hand or my foot when given food. It’s such a basic gesture in the animal kingdom.

Now, consider how this comes across when a Blogger is able to write like there is no tomorrow, Post after Post, and elsewhere Comment after Comment, but this simple expression, Thank You is not within the Blogger’s vocabulary.

Okay, I will have to accept it is beyond the Blogger’s natural ability to wag his tail or to lick my hand or foot. It would be nice though if the tail wagged the dog to remind that if not for gratitude at the least, gentlemanly decorum should prevail. Even boxers handshake before they punch and bloody each other silly.

And after all, he is not an animal but a person of considerable education.

But then again, the Blogger has no tail. Definitely an undeniable specimen of Darwin’s theory for the Evolution of Man. But even so, one would expect the Ape to raise his eyebrows and scratch his underarms as an Ape would when displaying surprise and pleasure. Alas! the Ape can only do that when given peanuts.

I speak of one who is neither human nor animal. Just a zombie floating around in Blogosphere pretending to be what he is not.

Believe it or not, it was hailed as the wedding of the year in Baguio. The florist did a very commendable job in delivering the concept of winter wonderland.

Winter Wonderland Wedding

The bride and the groom certainly paid attention to minute details. From the the wedding dress to the shoes, everything was perfect! I wonder if the bride’s shoes was a bass dress shoes.

The bride's shoes

Admittedly, I want something like that for my own wedding, too. However, a simple wedding would be just as perfect as long as I am married to the person I love

You might wonder why I keep mentioning Windy’s name here in this blog. For all of you who’s unaware of it, as much as possible, I want this blog to feature something about Windy as this blog was originally his. I owe it to him for allowing me to man this used-to-be high ranking blog. But because I have monetized it, he entirely lost the interest to co-author the blog that was once his, LOL! Blame it on all my craps, hahaha!

Anyways, take a look at Windy’s high-rise condo:

The 15-floor condominium

Windy lives in the second floor overlooking the pool

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Windy had been “doctoring” himself since then. He has been in better health after that. What’s commendable was that Windy had been taking real good care of himself even without the assistance of these medical practitioners. He has done it when he was treating himself for diabetes and he’s doing it everything right again for his heart ailment.

Hmmm. I wonder what Windy’s secrets are…

Though I sill haven’t published the continuation of my Singapore Adventure last year, I find it apt to mention that the journey was made meaningful and colorful because Windy took time to see me despite his rather busy schedule.

Windy and I in JB, Malaysia

After he succumbed to heart attack in January of 2011 and Miraculously Lived to Tell His Story, I was very happy to see him in tip top shape. Though the time was very limited, it was more than enough to see that Windy is still the same Windy that I knew virtually- amusing, brilliant, generous, gentle and so much more!

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Oh well! I hope I could still get lucky. It is only the first quarter of the year and I still have a lot of time to shop for signature tees yet affordable