Little Miss Sunshine

I miss the view,
I miss the pool,
I miss the sea that took my breath away...

Monchrome Weekend

Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day. 

~Quoted in P.S. I Love You, compiled by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Home Sweet Home

Good morning, sunshine. Mommy was glad that we finally came back home from Singapore. It was a tiring holiday. She missed the dogs and her own bed. Mommy came down with the flu towards the end of the trip after so many days of stressful living: looking after me, doing chores around the house, making lots of visits and then sleeping like a refuge at night.

Janelle ran herself ragged, going out with friends, taking neo prints, shopping, even Karaoke. Andre was very relaxed and bored at times; on the few occasions, when he did have a chance to hang out with our God brother, Keanu, he jabbered on non-stop like an old lady.

I was exhausted too. I missed home and the smells of my bed and toys. I have missed the sunrise since returning from the trip, as I have not been well and sleeping till 10am these past few days. Maybe I am simply enjoying the peace and security of my comfort zone...