There’s no doubt about it, I am a straightforward, outspoken human being. I tell it how it is without sugar coating the truth. I was raised to tell the truth and not lie or alter the truth; which is what I teach my daughter as she gains more wisdom and knowledge.
Yet, it feels like people don’t want to accept the truth and instead of being glad you didn’t hide it from them, they hold it against you. You get applauded for holding back what the reality is and penalized for being honest.
But everyone claims they want true, honest friends and hate liars and backstabbers. Yet the backstabbers and liars are the ones that are encircled by their friends and the ones telling the truth are excluded and pushed aside.
I’ve been through too much in my life to give a shit about such people. But it does piss me off when people talk shit about a person behind their backs and to their face they act like they are best friends. I don’t have tolerance for stupidity, ignorance or arrogance. Yet, we deal with it every day and have to put up with it if we want to live peacefully in this world.
Quite frankly, I am over “trying” to be civilized and nice and quite content with the couple of people I am truly close to. As for the rest of these pathetic souls, well, I’ll be cutting each and every one of them out one by one. It’s just not worth the time or frustration.
What are your thoughts on people and how they treat you when you’re honest? Am I right for cutting them off or am I just overreacting? Share your thoughts and opinions with me; I’d love to know what others think about my stance on all of this.
Xoxo ~ Tamana
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you’re surrounded by amazing food, tons of laughs, happiness and all of your loved ones.
Last night, I held Christmas Eve drinks and dinner for my darling brother, his girlfriend and a couple of our friends. I was quite tipsy but I think everyone enjoyed themselves and the food.
I’ll be surrounded by some of our closest friends tonight and will be preparing a feast to share with them. I’m so excited to begin cooking and setting my table. So, I’ll take your leave now. But I hope you’re all as blessed as I am to have all the necessities and then some to enjoy Christmas without much worrying.
Although it’s getting cold outside and the weather will slowly turn miserable; it is my favourite time of the year. Our Christmas tree went up yesterday and garlands and lights light up the entry way to my kitchen, washroom and tv stands. There are so many little decorations all around my home and my baby girl’s face lights up with excitement every time she discovers another accessory she hasn’t seen before. I love the way my home smells of cinnamon and vanilla because of the candles and hot oils I am burning.
This time of year brings great joy to my world. Yesterday a couple of friends came over and helped put lights and a couple of decorations on our tree. And later this month a few of our friends will join us for a Christmas feast and drinks. It excites me to begin deciding and planning my menu for the big dinner and trying new recipes.
Today I plan to bake cupcakes for our employees at the restaurant and some of our regular customers. Later this week, I’ve got a new cookie recipe to try; which I’m sure Dev and Nid will love. My home will be smelling like heaven over the next few weeks and I absolutely love it!
For me the holidays are all about the decorations and baking and feeding my family and friends. What excites you most about the holidays? Leave a note!
Tuesday was my 34th birthday and like every year I was super excited about it as soon as Nid’s birthday party ended. I don’t know what it is but my birthday always gets me excited. I don’t expect much from anyone anymore but still the fact that it’s my day still makes me happy and giddy.
I came home from work late on Monday night to find two bouquets of flowers on my dining table and two birthday cards. One bouquet and card from my neighbors who have become a second set of parents for me and grandparents for Nid. The second bouquet was from my hubby, the card hand picked by my little munchkin, who managed to even write my name on it. What an amazing way to start my day. If that wasn’t enough, the hubby had a cake and present hidden away to surprise me with when midnight arrived.
The next day, when I walked into work, a former colleague turned best friend who left for Japan earlier this month had left a birthday card with another colleague to give to me on my day. Her card brought me to tears because she remembered to leave me a card and bring back all the memories I have of us together.
Later that day, a frequent customer that I always chat with brought me a box of pastries. Her little gift was such an unexpected gesture and gave me another reason to feel blessed and happy for it being my special day.
When I got home in the evening, my dining table was set and dinner was waiting for me. But it wasn’t the hubby that had done all of it. In fact, my parents drove all the way from across the city to bring me a home cooked meal. My mom had made all of my favourite dishes including her amazing and my favourite desert and had set up my table with candles and all so that the hubby and I could have a nice candlelit dinner since we couldn’t go out for dinner that night.
I must say this year more than ever I felt blessed and loved like I haven’t in a long time. I didn’t get big fancy gifts and didn’t expect to either. But the few people I have in my life that I truly love, respect and live for and some I would’ve never expected anything from have showed me that growing old isn’t so bad and material gifts will just wear and tear or tarnish over time; but small gestures can make you feel so happy to be alive.
This was one of my best birthdays ever. I haven’t had so many tears of joy since the day my kiddo was born. I don’t want to jinx the blessings that are upon me but had to write about them and put them out into the universe so that everyone around me and near and dear to me knows how thankful I am for them and for my life.
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone celebrating this weekend.
I am thankful for the two hands that surround my own; one tiny, fragile, heartwarming one and the other bigger, comforting and stronger one. I am thankful those two different hands are always there for me when I need them. I am thankful for the love the two of them give me.
I am thankful for my parents. Although, I don’t see them as often as I used to, I am thankful there are still around to support and love me. I am thankful that my daughter is able to spend so many weekends having a slumber-party with two people who probably love her more than her own parents can.
I am thankful for a sister and nephew that show me and my daughter that distance does not define the quality or measure of love you can receive from another person. I am thankful that throughout all the ups and downs and drama and sorrow and fighting and hating, my sister and I talk weekly and understand each other.
I am thankful for the roof over my head, for the car I drive, for the clothes on my back and for the job supporting all of those.
I am thankful for all of you that have stood by me, my rants, my bitching, my complains, my jokes, my drama, my experiences. I am thankful for all of you that have kept this blog alive and encouraged and pushed me to keep going.
Happy Monday! It seems like the weekend just came and flew by. It was a much anticipated weekend, but ended far too quickly for my liking. Saturday morning, I was up and ready by 7:30 and out the door by 8am. I had an appointment to get to by 9am; which had me all excited and eager to get up and going. It was an appointment to get hair extension! I have long hair now, can you believe it? I haven’t had long hair for as long as I can remember and had been wanting them for so long. So finally, I convinced D to let me get them for my birthday. Well, it isn’t exactly my birthday yet, but I wanted them and so, like a spoilt brat, I went and got them. I’ll try to put up a picture later this week. Locks & Mane did an amazing job at making me feel happy, beautiful and the hair looks so natural!
Later that day, we had some friends over with their whole family. So the house was completely full. Ten adults and little Ni! It was an awesome evening of laughs and good food. Of course, the hostess and chef was your’s truly and everyone loved the food. Traditional Punjabi cuisine, with home-made carrot and raisin cake and to end it all, Kavah (a traditional Kashmiri black-spiced tea). I was praised for my skills in the kitchen and Dev was praised for having such a lovely home, wife and child. All in all, it was a very successful evening that left everyone wanting more.
Sunday was spent mostly in bed with a headache and later followed by a grocery trip. But I didn’t end up falling asleep until after 2:30am and am feeling the affects of the sleep deprivation intensely right now. Two and a half hours of sleep is NOT enough. Plus, my headache hasn’t gone away yet either.
So, as I sit here typing away and sipping my white-chocolate mocha, I’ll bid you all a fantastic week! Xoxo
Dev, Ni and I spent most of Saturday lazing around the house. We did nothing, except watched a stupid comedy movie on TV and then attended a small dinner party at a friend’s house. Dinner was great; homemade South Indian food = YUM! Our friend’s parents are here from India and the mother invited us over to meet and greet. It was a nice evening filled with good food and endless laughs. I’ll be having everyone over to my place in about two weeks for a Punjabi style dinner and more laughs. I’m really looking forward to that. I love hosting dinner parties and the appreciation you get is just priceless. Plus, all the silly jokes, stories and comedy that comes with having friends over.
As for Sunday, I did five loads of laundry at 5 am and then ended up crashing on the couch until noon-ish. My parents were coming over for lunch, as they’ll soon be going to India and my mother needed me to take her shopping. It was a nice afternoon with them. Dev, Ni and my dad stayed home, while my mom and I shopped. We picked up lunch from one of my favourite restaurants in Scarborough.
Overall, it was a pretty good weekend. But it flew by far too quickly. Dev and I are planning again to try to make it out to Quebec City in the next couple of weeks. Maybe over the Thanksgiving long-weekend. He hasn’t been to Quebec City and really wants to get away for a couple of days before old man winter arrives. So, we’re in the works of planning that out. Hopefully, prices won’t be as steep as they were during Labour Day long-weekend; which is why we didn’t end up going there.
Anyway, lovelies, have an amazing week. Do something inspiring, spontaneous and fun and don’t let the work-life drain you too much. Xoxo – Happy Monday!