Heartstrings

Time flies when you're spending time with your loved ones.

I saw a lot of myself in Brave - the foolhardiness, the rebellious and headstrong daughter she believed her parents could never own, the older sibling who's always failing to keep the younger ones out of trouble, the one who's always running away. The movie itself had been a pleasant surprise, as with all Pixar films, with little twists and turns planted cleverly in the plot.

Long weekends never fail to feel shorter than normal Saturdays and Sundays put together, and this inverted difference seems even more evident when the weekend is all you'll ever have before the storm hits again. So we decided to make the best of it by going for a special fitting session. :)

Mr Jack le fiance had tried to get me into bowling on many occasions but to no avail, largely because I would keep gripping the house balls and scrapping my thumb badly. Bad pain was a huge deterrent, so I wasn't too keen when he wanted to get me my own bowling ball. The ball did all the persuasion, though. I didn't need to grip the ball with my thumb anymore, since it's tailored to my palm size. The weight was substantial and yet manageable. The cherry on top would be the pink and black swirls design which would turn any girl green with envy. Thank you, and I promise I'll put in my best to learn and improve. :)