Shit Chinese People Eat: Spiked Eggnog Green Tea Misto with Espresso

The only things we can't eat from the air, land, and sea

are planes, cars, and boats.

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Yup. It's a long-ass name for this drink:



Spiked Eggnog Green Tea Misto with Espresso



I woke up this morning wanting tea, coffee, and eggnog so I just mixed them all together.

How to make your own Spiked Eggnog Green Tea Misto with Espresso:

1. Brew a small amount of green tea in a microwavable cup.
2. Steam or heat up some eggnog. Add milk to thin out the taste of eggnog to your liking. Be sure to get it foamy if you can and add to tea.
3. Pull a solo or doppio shot of espresso and add into cup.
4. Add a dash (or two or even five of alcohol. I recommend rum or whiskey (see below for picture)
5. Microwave concoction for 15-20 seconds for extra heat.
6. Sprinkle in some other spices as desired (I like cinnamon).
7. Enjoy!



Century Reserve whisky: only the good stuff, baby!

Mine turned out to be a bit too bitter for my liking which isn't surprising since I used Starbucks' Anniversary blend (extra bold) to pull a doppio espresso and quality Japanese tea bags for my green tea. I need to tweak the proportions but damn, it's the perfect drink for the winter season. Makes me feel awake, and relaxed, and happy all at the same time :)

To be honest, this drink is really just another version of a hot toddy at er . . . noon.

Psh, it's never too early to start drinking because it's always 5 o'clock somewhere in the world and that's good enough for me!

Mad for Manicures

In continuation from my last post (My Mom's Version of Retail Therapy Owns You All), I went back and exchanged a couple of items and also added a manicure set to the list.

 

The apricot cream is divine! And don't you love this colour?

 

Into the Night by OPI is part of their The Amazing Spider-Man series. Bought it in New York

My Mom's Version of Retail Therapy Owns You All

So you know how I had a day off last Saturday and I spent it doing some retail therapy? Well this Satuday was spent doing much of the same thing, except bigger and at no cost to myself =D

My mere $197.67 pales in comparison to the whopping $1602.32 bill that my Mom dropped on just make-up and skin care. Take a look:

Dior Addict

Yes, it's all Christian Dior. The best part is unboxing all of it.

Now scream and orgasm!

Of course, I only unboxed what was mine and it was a lot of stuff.

See below for a detailed description

Oh eM Gee! I l<3ve you, Mommy!

From left to right and top to bottom: Travel size 4-piece brush set, foundation brush, mascara primer, waterproof mascara (makes eyelashes curl), extending mascara (makes eyelashes longer and thicker), sunscreen, lip glow (changes colour according to your body temperature!), lip maximizer (lip gloss and chapstick all in one), eyebrow pencil, Capture Totale: One Essential (super serum/moisturizer for the face), Diorskin Airflash (spray foundation that comes out as powder), shimmer brick (for a glowing effect and helps with contouring), blush that comes with a kabuki brush, 5-colour eyeshadow palette, Dior gift bag when you make a purchase of $100 or more which comes with a sample sizes of J'adore perfume, mini lipstick, Pure Poison perfume, something else from the Capture Totale line, and night time eye cream. Not pictured is the limited edition Dior bag that comes with a bag hook and a charm bracelet. Whew! Got all of that?  Good.

I Need A New Camera

Look what happened!

 

I fucking broke it! Well, it still works but who knows for how long?

It originally had two tiny screws that held the side in place but instead the first screw is somewhere in New York City and the second screw is somewhere in Vancouver. Fack.

Any suggestions for a new camera? Preferably DSLR, under $400 and for a beginner.

ACExpression's Day Off

Today consisted of some much needed and well-deserved self-pampering. It began with brunch with friends at Moxie's (they have terrible customer service in the mornings all the time. I don't know why I still go there.) Then did some retail therapy which yielded



Two Canucks t-shirts that were buy one, get one 50% off and both without any player names on the back. Even though it's not hockey season, it never hurts to be prepared. Especially when the player on your first t-shirt was traded to the Leafs.
Total = $41.99, teddy bears not included.

AND

A coat from ZARA to join all the other coats I already own.
Sometimes women just have to buy things that aren't entirely neccessary but look pretty.
Total = $155.68

Later I did a DIY facial with exfoliant, deep-cleansing clay mask, and sheet-style hydrating mask. My face feels as smooth as a baby's bottom.

Now I'm all prepared to take on another six days in a row of work after already working six days in a row . . . NOT!

The Turn of the Season

The turn of the season looks something like this: 

 

 

Love it!

 

Also, neighbour's grass

 

 

Our grass



 

 

Go Dad!







Shit Chinese People Eat: Old Cake

The only things we can't eat from the air, land, and sea

are planes, cars, and boats.

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So I bought a slice of cake from a Chinese bakery, ate half of it, and put the rest in the fridge.

Two weeks later, I spot the cake all the way in the back of my fridge and I thought, "Oh, cake! I'll have that for breakfast." :D :D :D

When I set it down on the table, there was a waterlogged smell emanating from the box. I thought it was because of the fridge but when I opened the lid, the smell got stronger.

I shrugged, "Whatever," and dug in.

Then I promptly spat it back out.

My cake tasted like cheese. The whipped cream and the icing had fucking fermented! I swear the cake looked fine:





But it didn't taste like cake and I was bitterly disappointed. >:(  >:(  >:(

I had potato chips for breakfast that day. I think it was on a Sunday too. Oh God, why? Why you no give me good breakfast?!

Anyway, the moral of the story is: Don't eat two-week-old cake, especially if it was made with fresh cream or else it turns into cheese.