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Day 351: Frannie’s letter, Le Pain Quotidien, The Shard, Ryan O’Shaughnessy’s first music video, Meeting Sam for the 3rd time in the last year and A lesson on Trust…

Dear Frannie, Thank you for your message this morning. Wasn’t expecting that but really, really appreciate it. My thoughts, too, are with you. With love, and hugs. – krissa x / Today, I got to meet Sam for the THIRD time in the last year. How crazy is that! Haha. And then again at Christmas. Wehey, we’re on a roll! =) / Le Pain Quotidien – I just love it! Especially the new branch they opened up next to Borough Market. Perfect place for weekend brunch and catching up with old friends =) / Dear big glass shard sticking out of London Bridge, I have watched you grow and grow and grow over the last 3 years. And I feel like you, too, have watched my life unravel and unfold, under your keen guardianship, over the last 36 months. You were there at the very beginning, one evening in May. And now you are here at the end. Funny huh? Many people look at you and have various opinions. Some people think you are great, …

Day 310: The ‘Thank You’ Prayer, Summer picnics on the roof and Paula Cole…

“If the only prayer you said in your life was ‘Thank you’,¬†that would suffice.” – I think this message by Eckhart sums this blog up quite nicely in 16 words. I wish I could be so concise! ūüėČ Alas, I’ve yet another 56 days to make my point =p / Summer picnics with Kat and Sue on the roof. Grateful! / I am really loving this dish right now. I call it ‘My Vegetarian Moroccan Rice Bowl’, except I use cous cous instead of rice =p YUM! / Today, my mom asked me if I’d heard of this song by Paula Cole. I was like,¬†Mom – we grew up listening to this song!¬†Remember when music videos used to look like this?! Bet you feel old now, huh! =p Anyway, nice bit of nostalgia and admission there for you x

Day 309: Hanging with Sue in the park, The Warrant Song and My beautiful, new, dimply white buddha!

Today, I got to hang out with Sue in the park after her very very long absence! Hurray! Grateful =) / Sun Day = Play Day! =D / “Warrant” by Foster the People = soundtrack of the weekend. Grateful! / Today my future planning got stood up twice. Not the¬†best case scenario… but it did get me out onto the roof to do some of my own homework, playing a bit of FTP, appreciating the smell of the BBQs wafting up from the next-door gardens below on my left, and the sound of birds chirping and some sort of African drums beating on my right. ¬†/ Today, my beautiful white buddha arrived, all dimple-cheeked and smiling =) Thank you, momma! And thank you, Aunty Janice, for bringing this over! =) This puts a smile on my face, every day =) I think every work desk should have one! / May 27th, I doubt a year will ever pass where I do not stop and acknowledge the significance you have had in my life. Come what …

Day 301: 300 days of appreciation, Finishing my first 6-week teaching course, Having my class observed by Mark, The Dictator and Adele, Live at the Royal Albert Hall…

300 days of appreciation. And not a single bad day in between… / My colleague asked me the other day if gratitude really works, and if I can honestly say I haven’t had a bad day in the last 200++. To which I responded, “You will never have a bad day, if you can be grateful for at least one thing that happened. Because just that one thing, would have given your day purpose.”¬†I truly believe this. And I am grateful it’s something I learned sooner rather than later. / Today, I taught my 6th yoga class, which was technically the end of my first 6-week teaching course. So far, I have taught 10 people in total, with an average of 4-5 per class. 4 of those were men. 2 of which were brand new to yoga. 1 of those men bought a mat from me. And the other just signed up to a 10-day, unlimited, special induction package at Indaba. Every Saturday morning, my students come to class. They lay their mats and they …

Day 258: First day of Easter weekend, Teaching my first class in the park, Trashy TV marathon and The O.C.!

Grateful for the day off and the first day of this long Easter weekend =) / Grateful for the gorgeous weather this morning and teaching my first mini-class in the park. / Grateful for Finsbury Park Cafe, which has a decent and broad enough menu. Ohhh weekends with Kat are going to be glorious =) / Grateful for the group chill-out session in Jo’s living room, snacking on guacamole and trashy TV, cosy and warm away from the cold outside. / Grateful for 2 hours worth of re-runs watching The O.C.¬†Californiaaaa… Califooorniaaaaaa… HERE WE COME!¬†I tell ya, you should’ve seen our expressions when Summer mentioned, “the end of 2003 and beginning of a new year!” It was something along the lines of: =O¬†Followed by a unanimous: “Oh. my. god. That was NINE YEARS AGO!!¬†Oh… where did all the time go?!

Day 196: Nawaz, Trudging through snow, Drink Shop Do, World Mate, Tash and Badger!

Grateful for Nawaz – best indian restaurant in town! No, seriously. Just don’t tell your friends ok? Don’t want this place getting too mobbed! =p / Love trudging through snow! =) I’m one of those people that will purposefully go out of my way to trudge and slush and smush through snow! I actually got in trouble twice tonight for accidentally kicking snow onto people’s legs at the bus stop. hahaha / Drink Shop & Do – what an awesome venue and concept for a bar cum cafe cum arts and crafts centre cum shop cum night club. <3 it. / World Mate – the travel app that will (and already has!) made my life a whole lot easier and will hopefully mean I will never miss another flight in my life again! =D / Tash, Badger – love you both. Very much grateful to still have you in my life =) So great seeing and spending time with you tonight. Here’s to good ol’ no. 48. “It was the best of times, it was …

Day 170: 900-minute solstice and menu time…

The word ‘solstice’ comes from the latin roots sol, meaning ‘sun’, and sistere, meaning ‘to stand still’. It describes an astronomical event that happens twice a year (summer and winter) when the sun reaches the highest point in the sky and stands still, marking either the longest or shortest day of the year (depending on where you are). / I guess if I had to be grateful for one thing today, it would be that; experiencing my own version of a winter solstice where the sun reached its highest point in my sky and stood still – 900 minutes too long. 900 minutes too short. At least, I tell myself, I had that. And most of all, and thankfully, I think it was just about worth it. / Thank you for menu time. The end. x

Day 153: High School Reunions, Lululemon Scuba Hoodies and Nine West Space Cadet Boots…

Gotta love high school reunions. Especially when the night ends up with all the different cliques and sub-groups lost, scattered and dispersed somewhere between Central, Soho and Lan Kwai Fong. I guess some things never change! =p But you know what the best part of it all was? The number of chance encounters and missed calls and text messages that were transmitted across the Hong Kong skyline when we were all desperately trying to find each other again. =) / Sam – thank you so much for organising the whole thing! Until we meet again! x / I love Lululemon¬†and my new scuba hoodie! / I especially love the fact that this scuba hoodie comes with a built in ’emergency hair tie’ – pure genius! / I love Nine West and how it is always on sale every time I come home for Christmas =) I love that… and my new space cadet boots! =D

Day 132: Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Andy Warhol Parties and Growing up 90s…

When you party with a bunch of uber-talented, uber-classy, uber-chic and uber-flamboyant Fashionistas, Designers, Artists and Journalists from the acclaimed CSM, you cannot help but feel like you’re back in the 60s, raising the roof and livin’ it up like a Warhol superstar. Thank you Soozie. What an experience indeed! =) / I am grateful for growing up in the 90s and the immediate sense of kinship you get with people that start singing, dancing, jumping and group-hugging once the Spice Girls, All Saints, TLC¬†and Destiny’s Child come on the stereo. Here’s a bunch of other reasons to be grateful for the 90s… / I don’t think I will ever get sick of this song. I have yet to meet someone our age that cannot relate to this. This is, quite simply, all the hedonism, all the hope, all the¬†recklessness, triumphs¬†and escapism of youth and the night in a bottle Rihanna has drunk and translated into music. I <3. / Grateful for the word:¬†Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch. Even better when you meet someone that actually knows how to …