Friday, March 27, 2015

Why SOOOooooOOOOOoooo Sensitive?

I think I was about 10 when these words were first asked of me.

'Don't be so sensitive lah'.

I think it was because my f-g cousin was teasing me about something. But after that, I figured that I am a sensitive person and I shouldn't be...maybe? Something's wrong with me.

But because I am sensitive, it has enabled me to step into roles during plays, sing a particular song in a particular way, write a certain article (with no first hand knowledge or experience) with confidence because I can step into another person's shoes almost instantaneously, create stories just by imagining it in my head, write movie scripts like I am one of the actors or the producers (this happened just once, I don't know what happened to that script and I have been on the lookout for it since, lol, I can't say anything either cause I signed an agreement) and creatively jump into or react in situations that others might not be able to.

I read that sensitivity or OVER-sensitivity is in the DNA. Can I now blame my parents or grandparents? Maybe not. Because they probably inherited it as well, right?

Over the years, I heard this a lot. 'Don't be so sensitive la!'

Why not?



The Emphatethic BadAss,
XOXO,
Marsha

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Pastel Lavender Soaps

Well, this is my attempt at making a 'sweet-looking' soap. lol The last one I made was an angry green, you see.


I meant for it to have a more even coloring. Failed as you can see dollops and dollops of blue and yellow here, there and then some are just....white. This is the result of me running out of time when the soap began to thicken when I was slowly taking my time preparing the colors.

So, as they thicken, I just chucked them here and there and everywhere including the newspaper that was lining the floor. hahahaha. And if you zoom in, you can see that the top is not even either. That's me panicking and running out of time.

This bar of soap is less moisturizing than other soaps I made which were consistently Marseilles soaps (heavy on Olive Oil) and there is a dash of Aloe Vera and Lavender-Rose essential oil too.

It may not have turned out as aesthetically-pleasing as I wanted it to be but I would totally sleep with these soaps. They smell like a field of Lavender flowers. For now.

Well, it's a journey. And that's important.

Love,
Marsha

p.s. I was debating about whether I would see any green when blue meets yellow. Nope. Guess it doesn't happen when you've already mixed the Mica powder ahead of time.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Loving a Woman Right

It is so true. When you love a woman right, it is within her to give you everything that she has and become ten times better than she was before.


So, if your woman is not treating you right, you are probably loving her wrong.

Love,
Marsha

Top Actor Problems

Jo In Sung recently said this on National TV (Korean TV) and I think it's something that many people have on their minds when they are unsure. LOL


For these top actors, they have to keep an image and everyone thinks that they are the smooth criminals that they are on screen. Jo In Sung clarifies that right off the bat.

I love the honesty. Good night.

Love,
Marsha

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Scent, Scent, I love you, Please Stay - Yin and Yang Soap

It's addictive, I tell you. This soaping thing. lol

It is no wonder some 'soapers' who make soaps just for fun end up with more soap than they have bacteria and dirt to wash off their bodies. And eventually, they turn it into a business so that they can continue soaping without bankrupting their bank accounts.


I have always been intrigued by some soapers' ability to color their soaps so prettily. Me, not so talented. Who knows, if I continue with this hobby, I might get good.

Anyway, made a small batch of charcoal and Himalayan salt soap. Most people make a 1kg soap every time they have a go at it. I prefer to do a 500g batch instead.

The focus this time round is the rose scent I put into this cold press soap. The biggest complaint about cold press soaps is that there is no scent or they smell like some oil that you would put into a bowl of salad. I have gotten used to smelling like salad but hey, no harm trying (and risk wasting perfectly good essential oil) to put some smell into that bar of soap.

These are in their 3rd day of curing so, we have about 27 days to go before we know if the rose essential oil survived the curing process. If it does, then I am gonna fist pump and say to the Universe, 'Santa Maria, I GOT THE POWER!!!'

Creeping one day nearer to another weekend,
XOXO,
Marsha

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Da Feels....Do We Need To Validate Them All?

Whether we choose to showcase the best side of our lives on Facebook, complain and criticize on Twitter, or choose to hide in our rooms under a mountain of blankets while chugging down Jack Daniels, feelings happen. 

For a long time, I felt the need to validate or to shut down or feel guilty about every single feeling I get coming at me. But I found it impossible so, I let all come but choose only a few to say hi to. 


Life is not perfect but it is most definitely better this way, don't you think?

Love,
Marsha

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Induced Natural Labor

I recently welcomed a brand new (as if there can be an 'old') nephew recently and I just feel the need to say....man, how did I come so far as a mom?!?!

Anyway, my sister in law went through an induced birth with the aid of an epidural and I was surprised to hear that it hurt enough to reduce her to tears.
The night before the birth, I gave a warning to them to insist on an epidural and any other forms of painkillers medically allowed because I went through induced labor delivering Kid 2 and I think the pain mentally screwed me for life.

Like it was an impossible amount of pain. The kind of pain that brings on visions of death, angels and the begging of an end to the torrential pain and you die and die and die all over again and yet you are still here and God hates you at that point....yeah, you get what I am saying.

So, apparently, either my sister in law has low pain tolerance or epidural does not help with induced labor.

Don't induce birth, my advice. No woman deserves that kind of pain. Unless the baby insists on staying inside your womb for 4 extra years if you do not induce the labor. Lol

Even then, I might even consider that extended stay inside me a welcomed idea.
It was THAT bad. Hahaha

Have a splendid evening, people,
Marsha

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Started Soaping Again

I learned proper cold press soapmaking last year. Man, what an eye opener and a math fest for me. But it was incredibly fun at the same time....as soon as you nailed the math part down. Apparently, some people could care less about the math but i would rather stay kinda on the safe side.

Anyway, got back into making soap after i bought some moulds from a relative. These were mighty cute so, made a new batch of skin-friendly soaps.

Have a splendid Sunday, people,
XOXO,
Marsha

Sunday, February 22, 2015

App: Insight Timer, Meditation

I found out that a lot of leaders meditate the moment they wake up, in the middle of a busy day and then before they go to bed. This could be a good thing to help dispel the myth that when you meditate, you are a Zen Master, Yoda-wannabe, Buddhist, a Monk, a Vegetarian, CalmAss Lame Crazy Person or living in the mountain (with WIFI and Facebook).

I am sure Steve Jobs eats meat (I think), Marc Benioff does not live in the mountain and Oprah Winfrey is no offspring of Yoda. I don't think Cameron Diaz is nuts.



Meditation is not woo-woo-woo. It's just spending a couple of minutes of your day thinking about things and not letting them sweep you away. It's just like how you can sit there and then the thought of dinner starts stressing you out...and then you mentally kinda say 'Oh, hello. It's you. Again. Disappear, I am with ME right now, deal with ya later, bye'. And you have to see it in your mind's eye, it is disappearing or locked away for later or just Iron Man smashing it into smithereens. Whatever floats your boat, man.

Anyway, I don't have the skill and patience to meditate for hours everyday but I DO have an app that makes meditation feel less lonely.


You can set how long you want to sit around and do absolutely nothing. I am a little lame, I go for 5 minutes to 7 minutes. I managed to complete 10 minutes once. But what I really like is that it has a community. It says that 'you just meditated with 354 people' from all over the world.

What sucks is that you can see things like 'Jenny from Perth is meditating for 55 minutes, 6 minutes left', 'Ben from Kansas City is meditating for 80 minutes, 2 minutes left' or 'Henry from Norway is meditating for 65 minutes, 1 minute left'.

It makes my 5 minutes (which I am sure is appearing on someone's screen somewhere - LOL) looks.....like a really small dragon trying to fly. But let me just add that I always try too look at those who are doing more time than me as motivation to do more minutes.

I try, OK, I try. I hope to go for the 10 minutes again real soon and I hope it won't make me mentally itch too much like the last time.

Happy Sunday, people,
Lotsa love coming your way,
Marsha

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Real Motherhood

Moms call their babies all kinds of names and it ranges from 'angels' to 'demons', 'monkeys' to 'bears'. This gives people, baby-less people basically, the impresion that parenthood is akin to standing right next to an inferno to flying freely around in the clouds.

In reality, it is a little bit of both. Some days, you feel like running off to Bali forever and some days, you know with 1000% certainly that God loves you.

This video is dedicated to all new parents, including my brother whom I welcomed to parenthood with as much enthusiasm and empathy as I can possibly feel at the same time.



But babies....aren't they like so super adorbs (and because they ARE, they get away with things like that)?

Wishing all Chinese friends, family and readers a Happy, Prosperous, Healthy and Productive (and not just babies, ok?) year of the Goat!

XOXO,
Marsha