Marcel
If you want to understand something completely, the best way is to try it yourself.I was always wondering why girls are able to sit hours for marcelling, walk hours for shopping, bathe hours for SPAing. Is it really that interesting? How could they love it so much? For shopping I had too many miserable experiences, but the others were stil curious to me.
In the past weekend, I had a chance to try marcelling myself– does it sounds weird for a man to go marcelling? It was because of the barber’s persuasion, Joanna’s encouragement, and, yes , my curiosity.
To be honest, it was quite a long and boring time, and I could hardly find any difference in the end. The barber told me that for man, it was best not to find any trace of marcelling, otherwise I may want to cut all my hair off. But, if I couldn’t find any difference, what I marcelled for?
Anyway, it was a remarkable experience for me, if I don’t try it when I am still young, I may never have the courage to try it all my life.
Once is enough,and I’ll never try it again. I have to admit, this activity is suitable for girls only.
2009-03-17
One man’s vacation
Today is the first day of my long lonely marriage leave. For some reason, Joanna is unable to share this honey moon vacation with me, and this couple’s holiday is now a one man’s vacation.
To avoid this vacation becoming boring, I’ve made several plans. The first one is just to live a normal self-disciplined daily life, to do exercise, to read, to write, to learn professional skills, to watch movie, and to have fun with some friends, however, as I can live all my life like this, in this rare vacation, it seems to be a waste; Next one is travelling, I believe there is the yearn of travelling in the bottom of everyone’s heart for we all what to see something different, to feel some fresh air, to enrich our memories, but I’m not eighteen or nineteen anymore, at that time I was always eager to go somewhere like Tibet alone, it was cool. But today, I don’t want to travel alone, if I go somewhere beautiful without you, how regretful I’ll be! The last choice is to go back and live with my families for some time. Since I left home a decade before, I’ve never been to live with them for more than a week. If there is no accident, I still have many years to live, but for my 85-year old grandpa, 80-year old grandma, and my 95-year old maternal grandma, time is really stingy. I wasn’t a filial grandson before, and I’m afraid that I may never have the opportunity.
Years before, when I was still at school, I made plans like this before every vacation, but few of them came true at last. Life is as ironic as Stephen Chow’s A Chinese Odyssey, we always neglect the happiness nearby, and regret when we lose it later. Although being alone, marriage leave is still a meaningful vacation for me, and I have to leave some footprints in the vacation no matter what I’m going to do.
Anyway, I have to be hurry to make up my mind, time is flying.
Peace
Life is peace for quite a long time, or at least seems to be long. No quarrel, no sorrow, it seems to be exactly the way I’ve always been expecting.
Generally, most of my worries come from one person, meanwhile, of course, most of my happinesses also come from her. I guess the situation is similar at her side. I was always wondering, as we love each other so much, why we have to hurt each other again and again, why we can’t just try our best to make the other person happy, but not sorrowful.
Luckily, after eight years running-in time, Joanna’s gears and mine are meshing better and better. As time goes by, we both learned a lot, tolerance, understanding, consideration, and etc. I think that’s why we can share more and more happy and peace time together.
Love may start from passion, however, it needs much more to survive. “I love you ” is an action rather than a sentence, when the initial passion is fading, we’ll have to find a way to refresh our life. I think we’ve found the way.
Optimistically, I wish this peace time will last forever; pessimistically , I hope it lasts as long as possible.
Dog training Diary (2)
I guess the past two days was a happy weekend for Doudou. It seems to be long since last time he made any progress in our training class. I tried my best to teach , but maybe because my method was incorrect, or because he was always a bit inattentive, he didn’t learned anything since then. However, the day before yesterday, he suddenly realized all the skills we taught, and made a significant remarkable progress, sounds like satori,uh…?
Now, he’s first new skill is to stand with hind legs and walk a few steps. He also learned to play the hide-and-seek game with us, which brought great pleasure to both human and dog. The third skill should be one of his nature–to pee a one leg lifted. The little dog always peed like a female dog, this abnormal action embarrassed me a lot, and I’m very glad that he changed this habit.