Decisions and Choices... based on colour?

This entry really begins with something so trivial and odd, but something that has sparked a bit of a thought process.

I hope I do not offend anyone by where I start...

I think people can represent their personality using colours. For example, bold colours can represent very outgoing, and outspoken people, while lighter colours can represent serene personalities. Sometimes those colours can be people's favourite colours, or sometimes people like a colour because it is the opposite of their personality. But what if your favourite colours that represent you are ones you cannot wear, or try not to because they simply do not do you any justice? For example, my favourite colour is red, but you will rarely ever see me in that colour, because it simply does not look that good on me.

But then I was talking to somebody, and was surprised to learn what his favourite colours were, and I learnt that the colours that I would picture him in, based on his personality that I knew, were not included in his favourite colours to wear, simply because they clashed with how he looks.

This got me thinking about how much of this is really influenced by the choices and decisions we make in life. We can make a conscious decision not to wear a certain colour, based on our contemplations on what looks or does not look good on us. However, another individual may not come to that same decision or choice, because they may view things from a different perspective.

Those that know me will know that sometimes it is difficult for me to make a decision. Sometimes I wish that I could live out all the possibility so that I could then know which way was the best to go. But of course we cannot do that. It just seems so extreme and scary that making or not making a particular decision can completely alter your life path. This is very scary don't y'all think, how our lives can be so different based on our personal decisions?

Where is this all coming from? Recently I have had to make a lot of decisions, and will have to make even more. I am afraid that the choices I make may not lead me in the best pathway that I could have gone down...but then the great thing about all this is that I will never know which pathway would have been best!

Butter-me-up bucatini... capellinni...uhhh Rigatoni with Scallops!

Hello there!

I hope you all enjoy my blogging, about my quirky experiences!

This entry starts with a text message I sent to my fiancé’s sister's fiancé (got that? :p):

Me: "Helloe *** and I would like to invite you and ***** to dinner sunday come at 3 we eat at 4 ..."

Other party: "What are you cooking, can we bring something? "

Me: "Its a surprise but you can bring desert! Not the desert but dessert I rather like winter".

That is what I do, I tend to mix up my words. You know what my explanation is? Being bilingual and never fully learning one language completely! So I tend to make a fool out of myself with words. But this is not about my language deficiencies or is it?

Usually when I cook or bake, something does not go as planned. You must imagine how thrilled I was when everything was going well, and I even made sure the guests were on their way, when suddenly I looked at the pasta and realized that the pasta I had chosen was not for this dish. Now the recipe called for bucatini but I had bought capellinni just because it was on sale for 99cents. (Side note: I buy a lot of pasta if it is on sale below the dollar... its a great deal and I love pasta so  know that it will never go to waste...except for that one time I burned my future mother-in-law's pot... but that is another story).

So the guests arrive, and they apologize for being late, and what do I say? "It’s ok I screwed up the pasta!" So I decided to cook rigatoni pasta instead. Note to self capellinni is best suited for soup? Here I am thinking of my ethnic chicken noodle soup. Or if anyone knows for what else it is good for... let me know!