Hot Tea in Yellow Mugs

Hello all!

This is my first blog in weeks! I can't believe it's been that long already :P
Well I can say it's been awhile since I last wrote, mostly because I've been busy either planning, looking forward to (so much so that I was too hyper and excited to even log on my blogspot account!), or actually taking part in activities for the summer...One of which I'm actually still in the process of at this moment, which is being in California at my aunt's house. :)

I was looking forward to this vacation since the last time I visited (a year ago), and sometimes I still feel like I'm dreaming, that I'm not actually here. It's probably because I was imagining being back here and looking forward to it so much that once I found myself sitting tightly in the airplane, gripping on to my arm rests for dear life as the flying machine skidded to a stop at Orange County, and once I actually set my luggage in the guestroom at the house which looked exactly the same as in my memories and imagination, I was surprised that my dream of coming back here came true. I think it's because when we usually want something, as badly as we may want it, it won't come out as we may imagine or not come at all. So when I entered the Pottery Barn-esque kitchen (well, pretty much the entire house is Pottery Barn/Williams-Sonoma-esque...Basically, my aunt's house is my dream house for when I have my own place to live in :) ) this morning to make breakfast, I had to stop for a minute in my tracks and figure out if I was still daydreaming this in my home, or if I was physically right there in my aunt's kitchen in California for real...And when I realized it was for real, as it has been during the last two weeks, I was truly content. :)

And tomorrow is my last full day here, which obviously makes me sad, but at the same time I'm so grateful that I came here when I wanted to! I feel like not many people feel they are given the choice, opportunity, or even the courage, to achieve what they want, when they want. So when I had told my mom I really so badly wanted to visit my aunt in California and she was up for helping me get a flight, a part of me didn't think it was actually going to happen...So the moment when my mom called me downstairs to her room on her computer to see the confirmation she made of my flight to and from CA was one of the most thrilling moments for me!

And as I sit here out on the balcony typing this blog, while taking in the warm, welcoming smells of the summer air and the endless baby blue of the sky, while occasionally sipping black tea in a bright yet classy yellow (Crate and Barrel-esque) mug, I go over the wonderful memories I've experienced during my stay here, as I am forever sure that I would never trade any of those memories for anything.

I want to take this last part of the blog to thank my aunt and her husband for their almost overwhelming hospitality and warmth given to me throughout my stay at their house. And with the enlightening, supportive conversations between my aunt and I over French-style appetizers and motherloads of food, and the short yet lively conversations between her husband and I in the morning before he left the house for work, and with many other fond times, I've come to the decision that if I could I'd come back here every summer after this one! ;D


Enjoy the sunshine, wherever you are!




Bean out.