Just when I decided to update my blog regularly, my domain name expired and was cancelled from my account! I recall trying to renew it upon receiving
a reminder email from Godaddy, and changed the setting to automatic renewal. Apparently and rather sneakily, the setting will only be activated on its next renewal. I didn’t realise it, and so it expired. To reactivate the domain, I had to pay a fee of £50, and that’s the price of a pair of Zara heels I am eyeing on!
Anyway, it’s all good now. The blog domain is active again, and near to the next expiration date, Mr T will switch my domain over to the registrar he uses, which he claims is much better.
Chinese New Year in Chinatown
Sister and cousin came to visit. Gloomy London as always.
The dress code for this CNY is yellow and everyone back in my mum’s hometown will be wearing the same colour on the first day! Despite the distance of 15,000km, the family bond remains.
The big family
I am not sure if this was an exciting way to start my Snake year. On the first night of CNY, I was already suffering from bad food poisoning. I am in the UK so it doesn’t actually make any differences if it is Chinese New Year. But this can perhaps be a blessing in disguise! Chinese loves interpreting signs, so I hope this indicates a cleansing of my body so that I can start the year fresh.
This is the first Chinese New Year I spent abroad that I could celebrate with some family members around. My sister and cousin came to visit. On CNY eve we went for a reunion dinner and then to a club/casino in Leicester Square. On the first day of Chinese New Year, we went to Chinatown for our late lunch. It was so crowded and busy throughout the day that the chef was probably tired and overworked. The meal that I ordered was so spicy that I suspected he threw in three times the chilli intended. I started to feel the discomfort at night and vomited through the whole night. Alex reacted slightly later than me but recovered faster. I obviously had to take sick leave from work but Alex dragged himself to work in midday due to a submission.
While the main reason we went to Chinatown was to experience the CNY atmosphere and perhaps see the lion dance if possible, we did not expect them to jump right in front of us while queuing at the restaurant. Was I lucky for choosing to queue at this restaurant?
“You Can Always Tell What Kind of a Person a Man Really Thinks You are by the Earrings he Gives You.” ~Audrey Hepburn
Alex bought me a pair of Swarovski earrings when he was in Glasgow for a cycling trip. I know I might sound ungrateful but earrings are actually one of my least favourite types of jewellery— right down there with toe rings and anklets!
What made the gift even less exciting was they were dangle hoop earrings! I probably should pretend that I was really in love with the earrings, but as mean I might sound, I prefer not to give the wrong idea that this is what I like, and then he goes off to buy similar items again. Plus, he can read my expressions most of the time so I can’t really hide anything from him anyway. However, I really appreciate his gestures.
After wearing them a few times, I started to think that they actually look quite good on me. I am normally not a big fan of dangle hoop earrings as I tend to look chubbier with the hoops facing outward or parallel to my face (looking from the front). This pierced pair stays fixed with its hoops perpendicular to the front of my face.
Alex mentioned that jewellery doesn’t interest him in the slightest, but thought that the pair of gold-plated crystal earrings would suit me and add sophistication to my style.
This gift reminds me of how I rejected Alex’s personality before we were together and then slowly fell in love with him! Urgh…