A DRIZzled Life

Power of two

2012-02-11T02:16:00.001+08:00

We are really blessed to have been given two wonderful and beautiful kids and though we totally cherish being with them, we never really forget how much we need the time alone...together.

I think it is one factor that keeps our marriage enjoyable. Our moments to reminisce, plan and just simply spend our time together talking about anything and everything. It's the feeling of "never getting enough" of each other and yet maintaining the "space" in our togetherness. Aha! Confused? You just have to experience it and you'll know what I mean.

Fleeting

2012-02-10T01:17:00.001+08:00

It suddenly came to me that next week, our little princess will be turning 8 months. Just like that. It seems as if I had just given birth a few months ago then reality knocks at you at shouts in your face " Wake up " and you feel like you were in some twilight zone where everything was just put into fast forward. Wow, time flies fast. Like it is in a race of some sort. Running against itself. And you really got to take it seriously to live each day to its fullest, find your purpose, have a life directed accordingly to a good path -- you know, the works. Don't let time pass you by leaving you in regrets. After all, we have but one life to live

Blogger on touch

2011-12-16T22:08:00.001+08:00

Finally!!! Now I'm in touch with my blog!!! No, I'm not too excited. I just like using a lot of exclamation points. A lot of stories to be told, feels like a century of updating is needed to be done but hey there's no need to rush right? I think the holidays won't even mind me narrating my journey for this year. Wish list granted!

Chillin

2011-07-14T23:38:00.001+08:00

While chit chatting with mommy =) he just decided that he'd be more comfortable with his feet up.

Our adventure times four: Welcoming our little princess

2011-07-06T13:11:00.004+08:00

I have been busy. But this time I'm not going to go sentimental about not being able to write simply because I have to admit that I've had so many things going on, I wasn't able to pick-up my pace in writing. I have so much to write about, so many ideas in my head, but I chose not to write for the time being. Today, I get back to my first love and chronicle another wonderful moment in my life -- the birth of our second child, Zoe.

Funny how my kids have a mind of their own even before they were born. I say this because it seems to me they have their ways of choosing their own birth dates. Our first born, Zye, came out while he was seven and a half months only and now our little princess, Zoe, came out June 17th when she was scheduled for CS delivery August 4. I told you -- they have their ways of choosing their own birthdays.

I was doing my normal routine, still going to work and not having any problems with my pregnancy. Evening of June 15 when I had my spotting then the next day I found myself being rushed to the hospital and apparently I was 1cm open, ready to go to labor. By 2AM, dawn of June 17, I started having labor contractions within 2 minutes interval. Next thing I knew, my husband was asked to sign a waiver because I was going to be prepped up for the operating room for an emergency CS delivery.

Unlike Zye wherein I had the unfortunate experience of being bed ridden for two weeks (hoping to add more weeks before I give birth), my recovery was faster for Zoe. However, like it was meant as another testimony of faith, Zoe tested positive with infection on her third day and she had to spend two weeks in the hospital to finish up her antibiotics and photo therapy session. It was hard having to see her undergo the pains of so many needles but we are thankful to God for giving her the healing she needed. We went home two weeks after I gave birth.

Another addition to our family, another story to tell. Now my heart is just overwhelmed seeing our miracles of life. Truly blessed, totally loved, overdosed with happiness --- that is the DRIZzled life.

Baby name

2011-01-17T20:29:00.001+08:00

In a conversation, I was asking Zye what baby he wants and he told me he wanted a baby boy. When I asked him what name we will give the baby he said, 'Justin Bieber'. Hahaha! Go figure!

Wear who you are!

2010-11-04T18:53:00.002+08:00

(Reposting from my multiply)

Finally, the one that got our hearts desire =) It is the simplest of things that just fires up creativity and now it has been translated to something that can be shared.

I AM! Shirts are more than just your statement shirts because they describe how you what, what you are, your status, what you have been, where you've been -- in a few words. We really don't need to cramp up your shirts to show who you are or how you feel. The simpler, the better. And the best part is, you can come up with your own designs (minimum of five shirts) and translate your ideas to something wearable.

First batch of designs will be available on November 8, 2010. New designs will be posted every two weeks and advance orders can be done once photos have been posted.

Game na! Wear who you are =)

Trick or treat!

2010-10-30T22:31:00.001+08:00

Zye got both trick and treat. The trick: he was struck with the insanely widespread virus in our neighborhood--the oh so 'red eyes' (yeah, like it was so timely for halloween). The treat: Tito Cocoy got some really good toys (c/o the twins) which got Zye all hyped up :) matched with havaianas and a rubber shoes that fit perfectly. (The beauty of being petite haha!) Thanks Tito Cocoy and Tita Owie for remembering Zye :) and thanks to Edric and Yohan's fast growth which became the source of blessings. Hooray!!!!

Good shot

2010-10-28T19:38:00.001+08:00

I would want my kid to pursue the things that would make him happy. And seeing how he totally gets crazy over shooting a ball, I'd say he's got a pretty good shot on being a basketball star. This photo has 'MVP' written all over it. (am I a stage mom or what?)

Big boy

2010-10-27T22:48:00.001+08:00

It is amazing, really, how time flies so fast. This is our three year old boy who, in this very photo, looks as if he is a school boy already. Got to enjoy every bit of his childhood.

hello technology

2010-10-27T22:33:00.001+08:00

So basically this actually is just a way to test if my efforts to have my phone linked with my online journal will work. Hopefully this works out and I am one happy lady!

Holler once this gets through!

Bubbacabulary

2010-06-30T21:10:00.004+08:00

Our pet name for Zye is "Bubba". For the time that he is still learning how to pronounce words well, I'd like to list down what he has translated in his own language. Thus, I call it "Bubbacabulary" =)

(By the way, I am spelling the words the way he pronounces it)

dijuice = Jesus

Papatch = Spongebob

Momok = Moo - moo

Tutay = showtime

O-leyt = chocolate

Lalap = laptop

Pansit = any kind of noodle

Janoyd = John Lloyd

Amol = Elmo

Digo = Ligo (bath)

Babrush = toothbrush

Aski = Kick Buttowski

Ani = Barney

Liliw = Kili-kili (armpit)

Father's day -- a week after

2010-06-29T19:13:00.000+08:00

My dad came home after almost four months from his last vacation and of course we were all present as he arrived. Since it was a week after father's day, we decided to just do a post celebration for him. It was a simple, cozy family dinner at the Emerald Garden Restaurant in Manila.

We had a table reserved for us which was a good thing because the place was packed at 7PM as if it was lunch time. Most of the customers were Chinese families which is a given since Emerald Garden is a Chinese restaurant. We sat around a traditional round table setting with tea served as we browse at the menu.

Mamu, Zye and Daduds

We got the Hot and Sour soup to give warmth to our stomach -- or at least have something to start with while our other food choices are being cooked. Unluckily for us, the soup got served after they bought in the Yang Chow fried rice, Sizzling fish fillet and Brocolli.

(Above) Sizzling Fish Fillet

(Above) Yang Chow Fried Rice

(Above- from lower left clockwise) Our Post-Father's day Chinese feast: Hot & Sour soup, Yang Chow, Sizzling Fish fillet, Brocolli, Squid and Beef in Oyster Sauce (Crispy chicken with Lemon sauce still missing)

Inspite of the not-so-nice reception of this one girl (who was forver holding this menu or folder), the service of the waiters were fair enough. The Hot & Sour soup was great, the Yang chow was gigantic. The sizzling fish fillet was savory and was really served sizzling. The Crispy chicken with lemon sauce was a so-so. (I'm still a fan of Big Buddha's Lemon chicken). The beef that we got was not a blockbuster either. The squid was fantastic.

I'd say that for the servings and the number of dishes we got, our bill of Php2000 was reasonable enough. We even had some to take home some of the left overs. Would we go back to Emerald Garden? Yeah, why not.

(From left clockwise): Zye, Verna, Dingdong, Jown, Mamu, Daduds, Owie, Cocoy

Emerald Garden

Roxas1170, Roxas Blvd.Ermita, Manila

Phone Number: 523-8510

Roadtrip 2010: The Banaue -Sagada experience (part 3)

2010-06-29T16:37:00.009+08:00

Part 3 of a series.

April 3, 2010
Day 3: Batad day

We were excited for this day because we are on the path to finding a great waterfalls. They said that it was going to be a 45-minute trek going to the falls and that we do not need to worry since there is a pathway good enough to walk on.

The thing is it was about a 2-hour drive going to the start of the trek. And it was literally a ride going up the mountains. It was a long, bumpy ride. When we got at the site, we rented out walking sticks at 10 pesos each. They said we were gonna need it along the way. The whole group came -- including our baby boy Zye. We wouldn't want him to miss that falls.

The start of the trailHalf way there? Not yet! But the view was great.

The trail was loooong! Honestly, it wasn't a 45-minute walk. From the start of the trail up to this stop ( picture below) it must have been a whopping 1 hour already! And we were only half way there.

PITSTOP ONE

A quite difficult trail. The walking stick was indeed needed. Yes, we walked across the terraces..literally. Where is the falls? Somewhere else. This is PITSTOP TWO.

So after more than an hour we finally were done walking across the rice terraces only to find out that there is yet another hour to reach the falls. SERIOUSLY!!! That was too much for most of the oldies. But we didn't come all the way to not see that intriguing falls. So the four cavers (Me, hubby, Nikki and Renna) along with my FIL and MIL went on. The picture above is a bird's eyeview of the trail going to the falls. This was over looking the trail at the first stop from PITSTOP TWO. It wasn't the greatest sight to see. It was quite a dangerous trail most especially if it rains.

At last!!!! The falls is real!!! We saw it, we came, we conquered. It was perfect! The sound of rushing water was great to wipe out all complains we had. Still a few more to go to finally reach the swimming area of the falls.I think we spent just about 30-45 minutes at the falls because we still had to walk back again. Uugh! I honestly did not want to walk anymore. But there was no easy way going back. We did not even change clothes. We just let ourselves dry up while walking and when we got back at PITSTOP TWO we were dry as El Nino. At about 12NN everyone was walking back again across the rice terraces under the scorching sun. Struggling is the word. When we got to PITSTOP ONE, we were famished. Finally, lunch! Our lunch was also an experience. No, not the food. But the food server. He did not like getting orders all at the same time, you have to wait for him to finish one thing before asking for something else, and the best thing? He had us computing for what we ate and gave us tip for doing so. Funny!

A small "falls" which also is a swimming spot free for all. Our last photo opportunity after our Batad experience.

We got back to Banaue at around 5:30PM. At around 7PM we were off the road again going back to Manila. Still tired but smiling from the great adventure we just had. Our road trip for 2010 was a blast! We can't wait for the next trip.

Some great tips if you are going to Banaue-Sagada:

1. Spend one day in Banaue, overnight stay in Sagada, and overnight stay in Batad to fully enjoy the trip. That's roughly about 4-5 days of well spent nature trip.

2. Make sure to bring camera -- whatever you have bring it.

3. Leave only footsteps. Don't litter.

4. Essentials for the Batad falls trekking: Water, towel, extra shirt, walking stick, candy, energy bar, sunblock

5. Wear comfortable clothes when you go caving. If you are physically fit, the interconnecting cave is much more fun.

6. HAVE FUN and ENJOY GOD'S AMAZING WORK!!!

Roadtrip 2010: The Banaue-Sagada Experience (part 2)

2010-06-29T15:54:00.009+08:00

Part 2 of a series.

April 2, 2010
Day 2: Sagada day

At 5AM the group was busy preparing to go already. We were off to an early start so that we can go back early as well and make sure that we don't get caught in Sagada come night time. At around 5:30AM, we were already driving away from Banaue. It was another long drive going to Sagada. Roughly around 3 hours from Banaue if my memory serves me right (which includes the stops we had for picture taking). I think that the roadtrip from Banaue to Sagada is not measured in miles but in the number of mountains that you are gonna be crossing.

After 30 minutes of driving, we saw a tower from way up the mountains and so my in-laws told us, when we get there we are half-way near Sagada. And it was like --- what the?! Seriously. Because we saw ourselves getting near the tower. Until we saw ourselves having a stop over at THE tower. And darn, it was freezing up there

After sipping coffee, we headed back on the road. And stopped again at the sight of a village of rice terraces.
After another hour or so,we finally saw the sign: Welcome to Sagada

Just along the road before going to Sagada proper, we took a hard stop We saw the famous hanging coffins which really looked like amazing big stones. Of course, this was another photo opportunity.

Breakfast was first. Before doing so, we registered first for the Sagada Caving exerience, just the four of us: Me, hubby, Nikki and Renna. The oldies had to wait or else the caving may take the whole day. Of course, that's exaggerating it. After the registration, we got to a basement of some sort for breakfast. Nothing fancy but the red rice was an experience. Now, off to the cave! We stopped at the registration center to look for our guide. Oskie was the one guide assigned to us.

Pictures first at the entrance of the cave. While Oskie lights up the lamp, we surveyed what's in store for us. Dark, cold. But there were a lot of people so it wasn't too scary.

The caving experience was nice. It was a matter of knowing how to follow instructions basically. I can sum it up in three parts: The "smelly" part, the "watery" part and the "climb". I'll let the pictures speak for itself and leave you with your imagination. Over-all it was worth the experience.

The cavers: (from left - clockwise) Renna, Dingdong, Nikki, Jown

It took us around an hour and a half to finish the caving as we got to have enough proof that we did it. After that we took a shower, changed clothes then off to see Sagada. We tried going to a "small falls" but the path is not too nice. The little twigs that fell off made the soil too slippery so we went a few hills down and got pictures of the green rice terraces then we went to what Oskie referred to as a water cave. Funny thing was, there was no water due to El Nino. We drove home after that, wanting to be back in Banaue before it gets dark.

The group in the "underground water" tunnel -- without the water!

We had a feast of binagoongan, chubby cheesedogs, green manggo, and tilapia for dinner. Then we helped ourselves for some videoke. Tomorrow, we go to Batad falls in the morning and straight home the next day.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Confessions of a misis - part 2

2010-06-28T14:02:00.001+08:00

A continutation of my confessions. Feel free to read and comment on it. Share this journey with me.
http://frappucinojown.blogspot.com/2010/06/confessions-of-misis-part-2.html

Confessions of a misis - part 2

2010-06-28T13:16:00.000+08:00

It is not necessary to have grand gestures (though sometimes such have a more lasting effect) all the time. It is more practical to plant small, sweet gestures daily that will build to a bigger picture of really knowing how to take care of your husband. So the TLC part of marriage is but essential to always have the person's attention -- watching out the next sweet move that you are planning. Remember, your husband is like your eldest kid. No matter how old he gets, he would always want "mommy" to take care of him in any way possible.

PATIENCE

And with that word I must add as a prefix "NEVER ENDING".

I guess any relationship needs as much patience to make it work. Personally, I think the saying "Patience is a virtue" is an understatement. Once you get married, patience cultivates into a lifestyle of its own. I mean, you agree to be with someone whom you may actually be so meant to be with to find out everyday that there are so many things to his living habits that you just can't understand. Don't get me wrong. My husband did not turn out to be a monster or anything but let's face it, you and your partner were not raised by the same parents in the same household. There are things he has been so used to doing just the same as you. The good news is, it doesn't really need to clash. Thus, the word compromise was born. You have to meet halfway and make it a win-win situation for both of you. Easy? Most of the times it can get really crazy. For example, my husband turns on the light wherever he goes and never turns it off. I, on the other hand, have been used to putting the lights off immediately after using it. The result? I end up tracing his steps to make sure the lights are all turned off once he leaves a room. Nice? Not really. It took quite some time for that reality to sink into my brain. But it is a learning experience for both of us. I have learned to stretch my patience. He learned to turn off the lights -- at least tries hard to remember doing it. =)

LA INFLUENCIA

I do not like togue (sprouts) the same way he doesn't like monggo. I don't eat bopis. He is not really into cakes. He only likes Cheese flavored ice cream. I love ice cream. He sleeps whenever reading. I am quite fond of books. He is terrible in remembering lyrics. I can write my own 1001 song compilation.

Everything mentioned above is now a thing of the past. Now what I like, he likes. What he likes, I like too. Not even just to please the other but I guess being married opens you up to the possibilities of things. And from there, you learn that you need to take everything as an adventure, live your life to the fullest and just experiment. My husband and I believe that our marriage is an adventure of a lifetime. You just got to take the plunge to taste and see the goodness that the world can offer.

To be continued.

Confessions of a misis

2010-06-27T00:33:00.005+08:00

I found it more appropriate to post this on my personal blog. I felt it was more of my personal reflection though it speaks of my family life. Feel free to read and comment on it. Share this journey with me.

http://frappucinojown.blogspot.com/2010/06/confessions-of-misis-part-1.html

Confessions of a misis - part 1

2010-06-26T23:45:00.000+08:00

1274.

That's the number of days that I have been married, according to our wedding announcer counter.

1274 days after our blissful exchange of "I do's", 1274 nights of sleeping in the arms of this hunk whose charm has swept the feet of so many "wannabes" but was head over heels in love with me. (This is my blog. I have every right to say what I wanna say.)

Amazing how the days simply pass by. Numbers can really help you figure out what your life has been. It can reflect what you have not yet accomplished and it will prove how you have unwittingly surpassed all the tomorrows that did not look too bright yesterday.

On that premise, allow me to evaluate myself on how I have been as a misis (Filipino of Mrs. i.e. wife). I honestly hope that as the number of our married days increases, this blog can remind me of what I should continue doing, what I should improve and of course what I should stop doing at all.

TLC
I must say that this is an ultimate requirement once you have sworn yourself to misishood. Husbands are meant to be spoiled -- in the nicest essence of the word. I mean they are the main providers of the household. Even if the misis is working, the responsibility of bringing enough money to provide for the househould lies in the hands of the father. So as a misis, I have to exert a little extra effort in pampering my husband. Below are some of the things that I remember doing for my better half on top of the regular cooking, cleaning, washing stuff that misis are often branded with:

- Back massage (Use scented oils to make it more special)
- Spice up our meals by making a fancy dinner table (Plating is the key)
- Prepare the things that he needs for work the night before
- Tidy up his closet
- Shine his shoes (Most especially when you know he has a big day ahead)
- Send him a text message saying "May God bless your work and your day! I love you"
- Slip a short note in his wallet
- Prepare him a good lunch
- Offer coffee after his meal (He loves this especially while just capping the night off)
- Give him a kiss while sleeping (Honestly, mu husband does this more =D )
- Give him a foot spa
- Cover him with blanket and hug him tight during cold nights
- Pray well for him always
- cook up surprises especially during his birthday
- when he is driving on a terrible pay day Friday night, give him a good hug while you are stuck in traffic.

*To be continued*
(NOTE: If you would like to add your own list, please feel free to leave your comments so I can add it up somewhere in between my confession series. Thank you!)

Good

2010-06-24T21:25:00.001+08:00

Good

We set standards
Somewhere along the way
Tumbling towards believable truth
We perceive things
only to find out accidentally
That we were deceived
Is it our thinking
That constructs us with certainty
Convicted this is the path
Blinded today
Then opening your eyes tomorrow
To learn that you were wrong.
The only truth is that of Him.
He is the only epitome of goodness.

Don't let your heart overrule your soul

~ jown~
random thoughts
June 24,2010

Jown

Sent from my iPod

Milk Please?

2010-06-22T16:30:00.003+08:00

Zye was still sleeping when I went to the bathroom. I knew that he has in deep sleep because my husband kissed him goodbye before leaving the house but he did not move a bit.

When I was almost done with my bath, I heard sobs of a little boy. I wasn't quite sure until I heard him saying repeatedly the word mommy. After a few seconds, the voice sounded clearer and someone was attempting to open the bathroom door. I wrapped the towel and hurriedly reached for the door. As it openned I saw Zye crying and saying, "Mommy, milk" in the most "kawawawa" face.

Apparently, he was crying for milk and neither the yaya nor my mom heard him. He was crying but cried even harder when his yaya gave the milk, probably communicating that he's a bit mad nobody heard him. Poor kiddo.

Good thing that "Wonder pets" was on TV. He stopped crying and just finished his milk while watching Ming-Ming. Hooray for the wonder pets!

Tension

2010-06-22T16:24:00.000+08:00

I am still
Breathing heavily
as I showered my skin with pinches
feeling numbness
The cold air enveloped me

I am still
Thoughts are whirling
my soul seems to have wandered
I await for my luck
Again, I am breathing heavily,
Closed my eyes...

Tic, Tac,
Tic, Tac,
Whew!
I survived.

-Jown
reminiscing my one time BP rise.
created June 22, 2010 -

In Christ Alone by Brian Littrell

2010-06-22T16:21:00.000+08:00

In Christ alone will I glory

Though I could pride myself in battles won

For I’ve been blessed beyond measure

And by His strength alone I’ll overcome

Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands
But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand

In Christ alone

I place my trust

And find my glory in the power of the cross

In every victoryLet it be said of me

My source of strength

My source of hope
Is Christ alone

In Christ alone do I glory

For only by His grace I am redeemed

For only His tender mercy

Could reach beyond my weakness to my need

And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more

And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord

Bittersweet truth

2010-06-22T16:01:00.000+08:00

I can only imagine to what extent anger can lead a person. The worst thing is that some don't even know why they are angry. Really, is it because you do not agree with what the person has done? Is it right to judge a person as you base it on your own standard? If so then I dare say that you have condemned the person and have not given him the chance to be sorry for what he has done and have refused him of his right to walk in better judgement moving forward.

As I see now how a simple disagreement can lead a blinded heart to anger and how anger can be fully capitalized to become bitter. No explanation will be worth it. A person who has been wrapped up in his been wrapped up in his "own disappointments" will never open up himself to any idea except that which agrees with his. Yes, it is his disappointments that makes him angry. It is now about the object of his anger. The only reason for anger to become full blown is when you try to reconcile other person's wrong doings with what you want. Much to an angry person's dismay, other people's faults will never be reconciled to how you run your life. His faults are not yours so much so that your faults are not his. You are the one responsible for your action as other people are responsible for theirs.

Will there be a solution? Of course. Forgiveness. It is the only thing bigger than our emotions to actually learn to see beyond what has happened. Your forgiveness is not synonymous to your belief. Surprisingly, one can actually forgive and forget without meaning to compromise what he stands for. How can this happen? Simple. You are not judge people. If we remember that, we would know the secret to having a peaceful life.

I'll say it again, in such instances, wisdom is the only thing we will ever need.

The man in our lives

2010-06-20T18:20:00.021+08:00

"A good father is one of the most unsung, unpraised, unnoticed, and yet one of the most valuable assets in our society." -- Billy Graham, Christian Evangelist

I agree with what Billy Graham said. Fathers are usually behind the scene. They speak less frequently but has the final say on things. They work hard to provide for his family but is not so visible in the household unlike moms who are all over the place once we get home. In today's society, a father's presence is unseen as their need to provide well drives them to another country, a thousand miles from their family.

And so as this day ends, I'd like to give a blog page to my unsung heroes: my top three fathers in this world.

DADUDS: The great provider, the giver, my king.

My ultimate, true-blooded, birth father. My sister and I call him daddy. Due to a time in our life when I was about 4 years old, life was really financially hard for us. Dad gambled the need to be with us so that he can give us a better future. So we grew up with tons of love letters (email was not a thing of our generation), narrating to him what happened in school, how we are, what we are busy with. He goes home every two years and we splurge into going to all the great places with our father. He is a great poet. We have seen his letters to mom and they were truly romantic. He is quite a fighter in the sense that he will fight for what is right. Yet he doesn't base what he is fighting for on pure emotions. He always thinks things thru. He doesn't see people on how they look, or on their status in life. He sees their heart and their motives. He believes in the goodness of people. And I loved him for that. I guess that's where my tolerance for people came from. He prays everyday : for our family, for our individual success. Loving, faithful, a man of faith, wise. My dad, Cel.

Daduds, Zye and Mamu

DHE: My soulmate, the love of my life, my prince.

The guy who hated me during the first time we met. The guy who became my friend after he has overcome his first impression of me. The guy whom I married after four years of wonderful friendship, amazing food trips and a lot of movies (three times a week of movies for the record). As I have said, he is a complete package. And when we decided to become parents, he was with me every step of the way: from pregnancy to hospitalization to giving birth to changing diapers -- well you get the picture. A man with a soft heart but with strong beliefs. His love for me and Zye sometimes pushes him to worry too much. But I adore that about him. He was God's instrument to me so that my faith can be rooted to the truth. My bestfriend, my lover, my happily ever after. My husband, Dingdong.

Dhe, Zye and Mhe

DADSKI. Supportive, a spiritual adviser, my legal father.

No. I was not adopted. He is my legal father because he is my father-in-law. I am blessed to belong to a family who is almost like a mirror of our family in almost everything. And with that, I am happy that I got an additional father figure to pray and wish us well. He manages to pull-out of hard situations and be able to deliver a good preaching out of it. A basketball addict just like my husband that even at his age (more than 50 years old; I'm not telling the exact age) he still gets into a game with his boys. He goes for the good of the family and the good for the church and has lived a life as a good testimony of his faith. A coach and my favorite preacher. My father-in-law, Galo.

Dadski, Zye and Mamski

HAPPY FATHERS' DAY!!!

I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!

***Honoring all the fathers in the world. For your dedication to each of your families.***

Not my idea -- at all!

2010-06-17T22:22:00.003+08:00

Zye, hugging his vitamins =)

He posed saying : "Mommy,usap...tawag..smile"

Posing as Ironman.

Zye: "Mommy, obot. Ilaw."

Then raises his hand and shifts his face on a serious face.

(Sort of) heartbreaking

2010-06-17T21:58:00.003+08:00

There comes a time in a parent's life when your kid starts manifesting signs that they do things, in their own liking just to disobey you.

Yes, I dare say that a young age of 2 and a half years old our son is able to break "rules". You may begin to wonder how I can boldly claim that our kid has that ability. Is he of high IQ? Is he specially capable of following instructions to the dot? He's none of that. Inspite of his very keen observant eye, he is your average kid in most areas. But his ability to observe, grasp and immediately immitate actions is a true indication that he understands things. He can already assess whether I'd get mad or if what he would do will catch my attention. Thus it truly breaks my heart when you see that at some point in time, when our son will have the ability to really decide on his own, he may do things that is not to our liking.

And I say -- he may. He just might. But then my husband and I pray hard that he won't. We hope that the values we have taught will not go to waste, the love we shower him with would be enough to overcome any pressures he will encounter and the faith that we practice will give him the courage to always choose right from wrong.

It is not any easy path. But my spirit soars up knowing that all things work together for good to them that truly love the Lord.

Road trip 2010: The Banaue-Sagada experience

2010-06-14T18:16:00.023+08:00

Two weeks before April 1, 2010:

The search

Since my in-laws have been to Banaue, we already had a place in mind.I called Manong Noel of Hiwang Native Inn to reserve ourselve a placegood for 9 adults and 1 toddler. Unfortunately (though it became afortunate event too) there weren't any vacant huts for the coming holyweek. Crap! Where are we suppose to go now? Found the guts to ask Manong Noel if he can refer us to a place. After an hour, somebody texted me offering their lodge. I don't have a clue where it is, some bathrooms apparently had leaks but were usable, the place didn't have an official name because they normally just offer it to friends or friends of friends. I've tried texting other lodge/inn/hotel (mostly found from web search) but opted for the one the Manong Noel referred simply because they don't even ask for any reservation fee. So I confirmed with Dianne, the contact person for the lodge, the time and day of our arrival. She agreed to meet us at the hall of justice of Banaue. We got three rooms, each room at Php800/night good for 3 persons (With Toilet/Bathroom). Php200 for every an additional bed. There were 9 of us plus our son so three rooms were enough for our accommodation. Several days after, I asked Dianne if we can do our own cooking and she said that they'll do something about it since the main kitchen is only for the caretakers. We also have the option to just order for food if in case we get too tired to prepare one.

March 31, 2010
The "getting there" part

Since we were bringing two vehicles, we decided to meet-up at a gasoline station near Makro Cubao. Excited probably, Dingdong wasn't able to catch a nap after work and we decided to leave our house early with the anticipation of heavy traffic due to the long weekend (Long weekend = out-of-town trips). It was a 9 hour drive from Manila to Banaue, having just one main stop over for coffee. The road was quite a curve at times, a little steep, mostly a little dark. I'm glad that Zye wasn't really a headache during the whole trip. He was awake for the first two hours and slept his heart out until we reached our stop over. He slept again a few minutes after we hit the road.

Coffee stop

April 1, 2010
Entering Banaue

Our official time of arrival in Banaue: 6:45 AM. Took some time taking photos of the vast mountaneous area. Wish it wasn't El Nino so that the scenery would have been much greener. But the cool, crisp air and just the thought of nature at its best was enough to capture us. After some group shots, I sent Dianne a message that we were in Banaue already. At around 7:15AM we were already at the Hall of Justice, taking turns in having our pictures taken. This petite, young lady approached me and I immediately asked if she was Dianne. She apologized that the place was still getting cleaned up but we can drive there already. The group hurriedly hopped back in the vans and off we go to our accommodation.

Normally when you say lodge, you wouldn't really expect as much. I mean, it is probably a decent place to spend the night in but that's just about it. When we got to the lodge, it was a three-story building, more inclined to look like a house of a wealthy person rather than a lodge. The reception area at the first floor was nice and cozy. We got to the third floor where 5 rooms were located and so is a dining hall that is overlooking a great view of rice terraces. Yes! It was an amazing sight! Imagine the rays of the sun trying to sneak a peak amidst the morning fog over the man-made rice terraces -- and having this backdrop while having your morning coffee. Loved it! We were "wowed" on how nice the lodge was. There was a refrigerator that can be used, they have coffee (for free) if in case you don't have your own, and they have set-up a stove for our use as well as a make-shift waterhose at the second floor which we can use for washing our dishes. Cool. Dianne, her cousin and brothers were sooooo accommodating (yes, had to put more "o" for emphasis). When the rooms were all cleaned, we headed to our room assignments. Each room had its own toilet/bathroom , a queen size bed, a wooden closet, a table and a mirror. Each of the rooms were given their own water heater too so that means no cold showers for us! The rooms were not airconditioned nor did it have any electric fans. But it was cool enough to still have a good night sleep and though there were those flying insects at night (mostly drawn to the light), it was surprising that we did not experience any mosquito bites.

The dining hall overlooking Banaue mountains and terraces

Settling at the dining hall

Terrace outside the dining hall -- overlooking a great scenery!

Room invasion: one of the rooms we reserved (still with a magnificent view)

Day 1: Banaue day

Everyone was tired from the 9-hour trip. So after eating breakfast, we all dozed off. We woke up at around 12NN. We then discussed our itinerary and asked Dianne for suggestions on where the nice tourist spots are. She enumerated a few and we had to do computations on how long it will take us to go there. We needed to maximize our stay and had to plan well. Since half of the day was almost over, we decided to just visit nearby places: Banaue veiw deck and Hiwang native inn. It was ther perfect excuse to have all sorts of pictures taken. We specifically enjoyed being at Hiwang and how it felt like you were nearing the heavens, overseeing the earth, while voices of a praise and worship team echo. It was perfect. Got back at the lodge at around 6PM. We just ordered food and headed off early to bed that night because the next day was Sagada day.

At the view deck

At Hiwang

The native huts of Banaue

Having fun at Hiwang

View of Banaue at the hills of Hiwang

TO BE CONTINUED...

Being a Robinson

2010-06-12T23:25:00.000+08:00

Having a kid led me to a great exposure of things -- that includes Disney channel. And how thankful I am for those Disney movies that are just full of positivity that can boost your morale at any time of the day.

This afternoon I was again accompanied by the movie "Meet the Robinsons" and I so love it. It made me teary eyed knowing that Lewis craved so much for a family that he almost made it define what he wanted in his life. But the truth is, people, events, places, status, does not make us. We are the captains of our souls.

And so what really struck me most is the mantra of Cornelius: "Keep moving forward" After 57 times of still not being able to perfect the machine he so dreamed of, he never stopped. He moved on, being more passionate than the last time, and knowing in his mind that the next trial will get him to his goals.

That is what this life is all about. It's about genuine FAITH. Being sure of what is uncertain and hoping for the great things that are yet to come. You just got to know that life always goes on and so you really need to keep moving forward. The road is up ahead. The end of the rainbow is someplace in front of you. There is no reason for us to keep going back to the past. And much more there is no excuse for us to stay stagnant. We just got to, as the Robinson's would say, KEEP MOVING FORWARD.

Today's moral lesson: Anything can be a channel to learn something.

Gleeks

2010-06-12T23:13:00.004+08:00

Whenever Zye hears the intro of "Don't stop believing", he start humming too. After that he would turn around, hands up on the forehead and shouts " Mommy....gee!" (Translation: "Mommy....glee!"

So then you know what our Wednesday nights are just so darn musical!

Sizzling lunch

2010-06-12T22:34:00.006+08:00

I love those laid back Sunday afternoons when it's just me and my two boys strolling to the malls after church. I totally enjoy our family lunches where we go and look for what our taste buds are looking for.

Our encounter with Sizzling Pepper Steak happened during one of those kinds of afternoon. Two Sundays ago, we happened to pass-by this food place and thought, "Let's give it a try"

It was a bit of an experience. The food attendant gave us the menu and asked us if we knew about their style of ordering. We said no and they walked us through it. You get an order slip, you personally check the order you want. If it's not in the main menu, you have to write it down on a certain part of the order slip. Once you are ready to order, you turn the sign on your table to "green" which means you are ready to give your order.

The sizzlin' pepper steak experience

While waiting for our order, one of the crew (too bad I can't remember his name) prepared our table with the utensils that we would be needing. My husband and I liked his service because he was like observing us and went to our table whenever we seem to need something. His service level was totally amazing.

Kani Pasta

My plate

Our order did not take forever -- another great thing. We had chowder for our little guy who kept saying "Mommy, soup" We had their fries which came with some sort of gravy. Tasty and the sauce did give a different twist to the good ol' fries. We also had the kani creamy pasta -- and I totally adored it. Not too salty but not bland at all. It was perfect with the Diablo hamburg (one of their sizzling specialties) that we also had. And must I say that their steak did live up to the "sizzling" name it had. That is why their sizzling plates comes with a paper cover to make sure it doesn't hit you. You know how those sizzlers get crazy.

Diablo Hamburg

Finishing the meal with our bottomless iced tea, we asked for our bill and almost to my surprise, the price was reasonable for the delightful meal we had. The whole experience was less than Php800 and we went away with satisfaction -- both with the food and the service.

My mouth is watering as I end this. Yum, yum!

Sizzlin' Pepper Steak @ the 4th level of Robinson's Galleria

Be=Do=Have

2010-06-10T22:05:00.000+08:00

I love the relationship of those three words. It summarizes how your life will be, or how you want your life to turn out.

Be.

To feel the need of making something of yourself. Something to drive you, something to truly ignite your passion. To not live half-heartedly. Know what you want. Visualize the ending.

Do.

You can't live just by dreaming. Your wishes need granting. You have to begin to reach the ending. Since you now have the direction of what you want to be, start the journey. Fight the battles, win the war. Don't lose your focus and just keep on going...no matter what.

Have.

It's time to reap. The time to harvest the fruits of your hardwork. This is the realization that it was worth journeying.

Let your journey begin.

Movie moments

2010-06-08T22:23:00.002+08:00

Zye loves having his picture with these big sized cartoon characters as well as those big "carton" characters =)

Can't wait for Toy Story 3...in 3D!!!!

Amen!

2010-06-08T22:09:00.002+08:00

The other night, after having dozed off for a few minutes, I was awakened by our son's voice reciting something. Almost ready to tell him to go to sleep, I turned around to find him sitting down, looking up, with his hands together. He was in a praying position. Suddenly the words were as clear as it can be:
(Written as pronounced by Zye)
"I-jus, aah....i-amat. I-ahh..ilaw, ahh...pa-patch. I-amat,I-jus"
Translation:
"Jesus, ah..salamat. Sa ilaw, ah...kay spongebob. Salamat Jesus".

I smiled. My heart was seemed as if it was gonna burst. I am so thankful. And I pray to God that he will be blessed with a good sense of faith no matter how old he gets.

What's with glee?

2010-05-12T20:09:00.000+08:00

What's with glee?

It's inspiring.
It's good to the ears,
Healthy for the soul,
A push to be an individual instead of being afraid to be different.
It's the musical of our times.
And I so love it!

Jown

Sent from my iPod

Auto-votes....transform!

2010-05-10T10:31:00.004+08:00

This is it. Most awaited, to-be-judged, let's see what happens, hoping it'll work election.

We fell in line 8:00 AM hoping to finish early. But the line was quite long already. Patiently waiting, my mom, sister and I already had our paper filled out with our name and precinct number. Half-way before getting to a shaded area, we saw people saying "kailangan daw ng number" ("we need a number"). So we asked what number, apparently it was the number corresponding to your name on the list of voters. Perfect, now we are really ready to vote.

Getting at the gate/opening of the voting area, we were suddenly asked the question, "Okay lang ba sa inyo paunahin ang mga senior citizen?" ("Is it okay if the senior citizen's go first?") That's not even a question for me, it's more of a polite way of saying, let them go first and we really wouldn't mind until we saw that almost half of the line had senior citizen.

Great. They don't give them a special lane so naturally this is what's gonna happen. I told the peace and order guy, Kuya Melvin, (who I personally know because he is our neighbor) that we need to create a system on how things are gonna get done. I mean, come on, some of these people have been in line much earlier than all the other senior citizens. I suggested that our cluster be divided into two lines: one line for the non-senior citizens and another for the senior citizens. After dividing the line we alternately (by twos) took our turns in voting. It was much faster, more organized, and it gave everyone a fair chance.

You see, it's not really that Filipinos don't want change or don't want to follow accordingly. Sometimes, you got to know how to explain things to them. Let them know how they will benefit from it and sincerely make them feel that you are actually doing this to make this faster, better and easier.

No, we are not stupind voters. I think more than anything we are just too hopefully. Some hope that choosing the lesser evil will bring a better future, some hope that choosing the less popular may collectively be others' choice as well, while some just hope that whoever wins can bring about change. It's not really about who's gonna be the next president. It's really about you being ready to do your part.

Are you up to the challenge of becoming the best Filipino citizen?

If you say no, you have no right to complain.

If you say yes, then go and change our country.

Mabuhay ang Pilipino!!!

Ooops...they did it again

2010-04-10T13:45:00.003+08:00

Yeah...you can try revisiting what happened before =)

Little drummer boy

2010-04-10T09:54:00.003+08:00

Yesterday at Toy Kingdom:

Dhe: "Bili natin si Zye ng matibay na basketball court"

("Let's buy Zye a good basketball court")

Mhe: "Sige, pumili ka na"

("Okay, you choose")

**On our way to the counter, we saw a little drum set fit for 3yrs old and above.Hubby and I glanced at each other**

Mhe: "Di ko kaya bilhin ng sabay. Isa lang muna"

("I can't afford to buy both. We have to choose one"

Dhe: talking to Zye "Bubba, which one do you want? This one (pointing at the basketball court) or this one (pointing at the drumset)?"

Zye: "This one (points at the drumset)"

**And the rest is history**

Starting 2010

2010-04-05T16:57:00.003+08:00

I know. It's already the start of the second quarter so you're probably thinking, why start now. Well, let's just day that 2009, inspite of the many things that happened, was centered on personal stuff and concerns plus the not-so-great work schedule had me not writing for almost a year. There goes my blogging dreams. But our family adventures has started again and I believe it is the best time to start telling our adventures again.

This is an intro. You just got to wait for our first adventure. 2010 has just begun.

Good shot!

2009-09-04T13:24:00.004+08:00

Our latest family picture taken last July20, 2009

Netbook anyone?

2009-09-04T13:14:00.003+08:00

This is suppose to be together with my other multiply stuff. But just the same should anyone be interested in getting one of these newest netbook (with flipping capabilities like that of the iphone) just leave a message with your e-mail address.

Back at square one

2009-09-02T13:10:00.000+08:00

It is one thing to break up with a person. It's another thing to actually get back to where you were before. The heartache can be a nerve-wrecking experience but to actually go back to same rut is another thing altogether.

So am I someone who doesn't believe in second chances? Not at all. But when second chances have been given, when demands have been made and when all expectations have been laid out and still without any development or changes, then there is no such thing as second chances. There shouldn't be any hope for change. There should just be plain acceptance.

What is to be accepted? That the relationship should not have taken place to begin with. That it was better to stay as friends, having the time of your life, no commitments, just good company with no strings attached. Sometimes we indulge too much with the thought of being in love and translate great friendships to be true love. We have to learn to guard our hearts to not be in love with the thought of being in love for us to be able to think well and discern what is in front of us.

If there is anything more excruciating than seeing someone get back to a not-so-great situation is the fact that loved ones are hurting as well. When family and friends get to see the picture in a larger frame, face-to-face with the loose ends of what seems to be the an endless heartbreaking dilemna. It is not about forgiveness, it is no longer about forgetting the past. It is dealing with reality and what lies ahead and seeing those bumps along the way that can only be seen by the eyes of those that are on the more objective side.

It is a never ending discussion. But I am not resting my case.

Flashbacks

2009-09-02T12:44:00.002+08:00

We've experienced quite a whirlwind of events the past couple of months. My husband's grandfather, after being hospitalized for almost two months, succumbed to cancer last July. It was painful but the Lord still made things beautiful in so many ways. Hubby celebrated his 28th birthday, which I will be posting separately. Family and friends visited for a short stay and we have gone to and fro to different places just to meet up with them. Issues from the past came haunting us back (not our issue, happy to say) that added to the pile of emotions that was already stacking up high. The three of us went down with the flu and movement of office sites, both for me and hubby, is happening soon.

So I guess you can't really blame me for just choosing to sleep more even if my heart really wanted to find time to write. It was just physically draining. But I'm over it. Hopefully, I won't get caught up with anything else again.

Guilt

2009-09-01T20:27:00.003+08:00

I have officially been out of the blogging world longer than I could ever imagine. I almost forgot my password, so I guess that makes it official. Yup, big bummer.

To top it all of, I've been having dilemna with my current status of being employed. It breaks my heart to think that I don't spend enough time with our son and that I am depriving my husband of the tender, loving, care that he ought to be getting. Not that he doesn't get TLC but not as much nowadays since I am barely awake when he gets home and we don't get to spend more time. Of course, we did talk about this set-up. Me working at night and him during the day. Yet my heart is wishing for something much, much better as anyone would.

*SIGH*

If only dreams and wishes can be given overnight and that the next day a fairy tale life can be lived over again. But the reality is that life can only get more complicated and you just have to keep up in such a way that you still keep your sanity.

If I can keep on writing, I know I'd be far from insane.

Shout out!

2009-06-09T16:36:00.000+08:00

I am experiencing more ways than one to be heard. I am officially getting addicted to plurking and twitting. Although how I wish I can do this more often in a day but nevertheless I still post a few things before I sleep during the day. (READ: Working at night)

So which do I like best?Plurking or twitting? Both. Plurk actually leads me to realize how I am feeling at the moment: loves, likes, wishes, prays, hopes, and the list goes on. Twitting allows me to just say anyhting out loud while I see how my friends are doing. Its somehow a forum where people just holler or holler back. It's like group plurking I suppose.

I'm hoping to have more energy in getting to my laptop and connecting to the world bcause of these two new past times. That of course plus my blog.

Sweet!

R u Online?

2009-06-09T09:50:00.003+08:00

It is amazing how technology can just think of things to get people connected round the clock. When friendster first came around, people are just ecstatic to find their long, lost friends (READ: People whom you barely remembered or vice versa who suddenly reminisces memory all for the sake of adding up to the number of friends tally. Ha!) because of the birth of social networking online.

The thing is, as the days and months and years go by, the idea of social networking evolved. You now have your blog sites on top of your yahoo groups and your forums, add to that facebook, multiply, hi5, then plurk then twitter. I think I am even far from what is out there because definitely my list is but too short.

So why the sudden analysis of such things? Simply because one of my friends actually asked why I didn't have a facebook account. Yes, my path to realization was led by that simple question and I honestly did wonder why I never even found the time to do so.

Then I made a short list of the things that I have been busy updating: friendster, my two websites, our multiply site, 3 e-mail accounts (excluding that from work), wordpress, on-line photoalbum...not included here are my tasks as a mom and as a wife. Can you just imagine how I would actually look like if I do it all- over at the same time?

Your guess is as good as mine. In the meantime, just visit our family blog and let's take it from there. Who knows, you mind end up blogging and relating to the world instead of just craddling yourself in the confinement of the social network you are in.

Still no facebook. Even after this blog post.

The celebrity in me

2009-06-06T11:32:00.000+08:00

DRIZzled Sticks!

2009-06-06T11:06:00.001+08:00

Make your Stick Figure Family at FreeFlashToys.com

Honest Scrap Award

2009-06-06T10:20:00.003+08:00

Thanks Issa for remembering me even if I haven't been around that much.

Honest Scrap Award Rules:

1. In sum, choose a minimum of Seven (7) Blogs that you find Brilliant in Content or Design to pass on this Award.
2. Then list at least 10 honest things about yourself.

10 THINGS ABOUT ME YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW:

1. I am good at memorizing lyrics.
2. Sinigang is my favorite dish.
3. I can eat a half-gallon ice cream in one sitting..alone!
4. I'm a "scissors" person. I'm not comfortable using the cutter.
5. Dead Poets Society inspired me to become a writer. I started writing poetry after watching this movie.
6. I'm a fan of Side A since 1991.
7. I used to collect chocolate wrappers and then use them to write letters to friends.
8. I am a Morning Rush fan. I've been listening to Chico and Delamar since my highschool days. (Refer to the date in #6, hehehe)
9. I am a Born Again Christian and I love how God has made me realize that we should learn to know Him in the way He wants to be known.
10. I read a lot of blogs and visit a lot of sites but don't always find the energy to leave messages (Sorry =< )

This is so late. Please feel free to snag it. But my seven blogs would be Mec, Tna, Rocks, Irmee, Donna, Jen and Joanne.

Blog list

2009-06-05T11:27:00.000+08:00

Things to watch out for in the days to come:

1. Desserts and more. My top favorite sweet finds -- from ice creams, to cupcakes, to shakes.
2. Movie list 1. My all-time favorite movies
3. Movie list 2. Movies that I wouldn't want to miss on the big screen. Upcoming flicks for this year.
4. Gadgets and gizmos. Latest trends in technology. Probably have this in parts.

There. That's my to do list as well. See you around and comment on these topics when I finish them. Maybe we can exhcange list too!

Until then.

Chocolate time

2009-06-05T10:44:00.002+08:00

Can you imagine how yummy that chocolate was? Oh, those eyes just gave it away!

MVP 2020

2009-06-05T10:39:00.002+08:00

He can't get enough basketball -- little ball, big ball, orange, black

He shouts when he sees somebody do a jump shot,

He practices dribbling,

And now he's wearing a jersey.

Who ever wins the NBA Finals...I don't care much

because we found our MVP!!!

Music and me

2009-06-04T11:04:00.004+08:00

I'm not sure if I've shared this information about myself but I aside from writing poetry I have had my share of songs as well. Yes, in some brief shining moments of my artistic side, music found its way to me and I have in one way or another incorporated it with my poems.

This is more than just an accomplishment for me. Its actually one of those days that I feel really good knowing that I found harmony for my writings. My very first composition was done way back 1996 (yeah, that long!) during my college days and it happened while I was holding my guitar trying to get over a sort of heart breaking day. I wrote down the chords, excited that I am entering a new level and soon enough my classmates are lining up to hear my music.

When I got home I had me and my sister record it on a casette tape (I know, ages ago right?) and we added second voice and all those stuff just to make it sound as if it was recorder in a studio and presenting it as if it had been well arranged. Well, it wasn't as fancy and how I really wish I had known that I can actually make it happen that a whole orchestra would back up my arrangement!

Yes, world class performance at the tip of your fingers. If only technology was such during those days. I've got a few more songs that I have and I would really love to have it arranged beautifully -- with all that jazz as they say. Of course when I get my songs performed by a live ensemble I would make sure to post it here on our blog! Who knows, a recording contract maybe up for grabs soon.

Unacceptable

2009-05-29T20:02:00.003+08:00

I can't believe how I have not been around to write something for the last two months!

This is so not me. After all the things that has happened, the least that I can do is to at least post a picture every week to sum up what has been up with me and our family. Sometimes, I just cant find the energy to do it. But it is more depressing, seeing your blogging friends visit your blog without any new content. Not giving them something to read about, nothing to digest.

I have to do something about this...SOON!

My emotional weekend

2009-05-26T19:05:00.000+08:00

The weekend that passed by was not so good for me. It was emotionally tormenting that I felt my heart just shattered and the better part of me didn't even want to exert effort in picking up the pieces.

I will not even dare tell what happened and why I have been subjected to such an experience. But I believe it had to happen to finally (Yes, this is the final story to this issue) figure out what to do, to have all the cards laid down, to pinpoint the source of pain and literally burn it all down.

But it wasn't easy. I had to guard my heart for two days even if that meant sleeping with tears.

I cannot contain my hurt that I can feel a throbbing pain in my chest. All the more I did not even want to talk about it anymore and just wanted to move on after I have, seemingly, erased the whole event from my memory bank. Of course, it was far from happening.

So I had put it into writing. Pouring to my soul's content every detail that my poor heart is feeling. Setting expectations, demanding for what is mine in the first place. The result was a shirt-drenching experience, having to be face-to-face with bitterness and sadness all at the same time. The misunderstandings of where I am coming from versus what the other person is assuming all blended up to become this climatic scene which was won over by LOVE.

Yes. It was a happy ending. And I wouldn't want it any other way. We tore the old pages and started with a brand new sheet on this one, starting off from where I wanted to begin, learning each detail that I could possible know,and saying out loud my thoughts on everything else that has got to do with this not-so-good episode. Will it be different this time? It should be. Because I don't want to go through the same ordeal twice.

When everything else fails, LOVE is the answer.

Missing

2009-05-26T18:37:00.000+08:00

I missed writing...so much. I can find time, but I honestly can't find the energy to get in front of my laptop to update my blog. Night shift is taking its toll. I can barely sleep well. My number of sleep has been reduced from 7 hours to 4 hours even if the airconditioning unit is on.

Moving on...

I am happy to share to the world that, thanks to my brother-in-law Nikki, our wireless router is now od use. We are now on wifi! Yeah! No longer limited due to cables. Such a nice way as I get myself back to the blogsphere.

So there...just for starters. Back again, hopefully.

Happyness...

2009-03-13T11:26:00.002+08:00

For the Nth time this morning, I watched the movie "The pursuit of happyness". My husband and I totally love this movie and I'm pretty sure that most people feel the same way. It has been elevated and tied up to my all-time favorite movie that is "Dead Poets Society".

Is happiness just to be pursued? Is it non-existent? The movie was so real. It reflected pains, dreams, struggles, disappointments, fears. It showed life the way it is most of the times -- challenging, hopeless, hard to the core. For the number of the times that I've watched it, I have come up with a few reflections of my own.

1. Life is like a rubix cube.
During my high school days, I have been addicted to the rubix cube. Studied the techniques on how to play it and later on mastered my way on completing all six colors of the cube. So why do I say that life is like this cube? It's different colors signifies the different aspects in our life -- emotional , financial , physical , spiritual and mental. When we are faced with a challenging situation, sometimes these colors get all mixed up that our life may seem to be too chaotic. But then you have to remember that just like the rubix cube, it can still be fixed. You just need a whole lot of perseverance and energy to channel the negativities in your life to something more useful. Don't allow bad situations rule over your life. There will always be a way out of it.

2. We are all interns.
Life is like an internship. It is one long journey of learning, competition, and doing things to get to the top. It is a process of proving yourself to the world even if it means getting up immeditely even after getting hit by a car or preparing coffee for people who you think have a better life than yours.

3. You've got to have a motivating factor.
It was Chris' son that motivated him to pursue a better life. Sometimes, it's all we ever need just to keep moving on. Whatever it is that pushes us to become better persons would definitely help us in keeping our eye towards our goal. Never let your eyes wander from your insipiration.

4. Some parts of our life can really be called "being stupid".
Yes, just like when Chris said that "This part of my life is called being stupid" we also fall into such situations. We need to. Many times we think we know everything only to find out that we don't. Of course we have to make sure that our stupidity will lead us to further knowledge and not to a bottomless pit of stupid events.

5. If time machines were real, I'm one lucky girl.
After having major times when stupidity was prioritized, how I wish there were parts of my life that I can undo only to make it much better.

6. Trust in a must.
Just as Christopher trusted his father that everything will be alright, we have to trust as well that no matter how bad things may seem, everything will fall into its proper place. The sun will always shine after the rain. It can't always be a stormy day all year round.

I am happy. But I still have a lot of things that I hope and dream for. This part of my life is called the "Trying to be successful" (with a tagline probably of ways to earn more money...hahaha). There have been days that we don't have money in our pockets, there had been times when we literally don't know how to get by our expenses. But we are far from sleeping in a public comfort room and that alone is proof that we are still blessed.

Fashionista

2009-03-07T14:22:00.003+08:00

Zye is soooooooo handsome with his new haircut! Am I just loving my own? Be the one to judge.

FROM THIS HAIRSTYLE.....

TO THIS LOOK.

I just love what the hairstylist did to his hair. I didn't even give any specification. I just told him that I wanted it trimmed because it was already too long. I was surprised, but very glad that he had good tast on what would look good on my son. Haay, he's growing up so fast....

Miggy and Laida Part Two

2009-03-07T13:21:00.000+08:00

Yes. My husband and I somehow still found a way to watch the second team up of John Lloyd Cruz and Sarah Geronimo. Remembering how fun it was the first time they were paired up together was enough reason to actually see the sequel of their movie.

The sun dance was still there, the "Kailan" song was pretty much used up to brighten the couple's day, the ever wacky team was still complete (of course with their never ending punchlines). Add to those the "Bebe ko" message tone (which undoubtedly found it's way to the viewer's cellphones as well), the power hug, the 5-second kiss, and the "mas love kita" line of Laida.

Inspite of the kilig factors that was added to the movie, it wasn't as romantic as the first installment. I guess that's part of the deal when the dream comes to life. Laida's fairy tale was translated to reality which brought issues rather than the simple "kilig" factors. It was no longer about the prince charming saving the damsel in distress. It was about a couple figuring out how to keep the love no matter how hard things may seem. It showed people how wrong it is to give up your life entirely just to be with someone and how it is not helpful to not give up anything as well so that you may be with the one you love.

Confusing? More tricky I suppose. But that is how love is. You'd have to learn the game well for you to play it well and stay longer than all the other players. It's a winner take it all thing -- you and the one you love in a happy (almost) ever-after.

Should you watch it? Yeah, why not. Amidst the crisis, it's still one feel good movie that you can relate to. After all, it's always fun to remember how it is to be in love.

The scouting mom (Part 1)

2009-03-06T14:06:00.003+08:00

This is a first of a few parts. I'm calling this series: The scouting mom and this particular blog as: The scarcity of high chair

Yes. It seems to me that there is a scarcity of such. Yesterday, while eating at Greenwich, I asked one of the crews if they have a high-chair. He apologetically told me, "Sorry mam, gamit na po" (Sorry mam, it's already being used). I was surprised answering back, "Isa lang ang high-chair ninyo?" (You have only one high-chair?) Of course, his answer was a meek yes.

I never really thought of the importance of having high-chairs in food establishments not until I became a mom. But thinking about it, ALL restaurants and fast food chains SHOULD have enough number of high-chair for the simple reasons:

1. Unless it's a bar where kids are not allowed, expect the reality that families may choose to eat in your establishment.

2. The adult community includes Moms and Dads who may choose to eat dinner out together with their child -- no matter how young they may be.

3. Children do eat too!

4. It will be more messy if kids don't have their own eating are. They might end up running around the place as well and making a scene if they don't have a place where you can actually "contain" them.

Food business owners may see it as an additional overhead expense but if you think about it, it would be good to invest on getting high-chair because it actually shows that you're place is suitable for families which I believe generate bigger income because they order more, right?

Call me choosy, but starting today I'll be asking first if they do have a high-chair before dining in a specific restaurant/food chain. It's my way of saying: YES, mommies NEED high-chair! Give us a break for crying out loud.

The master rapper...signing off

2009-03-06T13:46:00.000+08:00

It was weird in a sense because I really shrieked having heard that Francis Magalona (+) already passed away. After the long battle, his body already gave in from the tedious chemo that he has undergone.

Maybe it was the fact that among all the rappers, he is really the finest of them all. I loved how meaningful his works were. The melodies are esy to remember while the lyrics, more often than not, are socially relevant.

He's got more than just talent. He's got passion for his craft that is reflected in the way we performs. Can you imagine how articulate he is? How you can actually understand the lyrics of the song inspite how fast he is saying it?

Hmmm....there will never be a replacement for Francis M. The Francism he has shared to the Filipinos will surely be remembered. I for sure will never forget him because he's got the same birthday as our son.

"Every color and every hue

Is represented by me and you

Take a slide in the slope

Take a look in the kaleidoscope

Spinnin' round, make it twirl

In this kaleidoscope world"

Francis M. (1964-2009)

Sniff...Sniff

2009-03-03T21:42:00.002+08:00

Last week, Zye had the colds and cough (slightly bordering to asthma). After recovering, hubby had some rashes, slight fever and colds. Now, I'm having my share of the virus, getting a little headache from the runny nose.

Hay....

Of course, I'm hoping I'd be better before the week ends.

Cravings

2009-03-03T21:35:00.003+08:00

I want this. My taste buds are longing for these sweet little bite sized chocolate covered vanila ice cream. Either this or Mom and Tina's Dark Toblerone Torte Cup. Hmmm.

Love Ya Award

2009-03-02T21:53:00.002+08:00

This one is long overdue and most people are probably done with this. If you happen to pass by here, you're free to snag this one.

Thanks to Issa for this award. And for passing by every now and then as well :)

These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who can choose eight more and include this text into the body of their award.

Shopping anyone?

2009-02-24T09:06:00.003+08:00

In this day and age of crisis, there is only one solution:

Buy and Sell.

As most of my fellow n@wie moms have adviced me, it's time that I make some money by selling stuff that is within my means and reach. So I am officially inviting everyone to visit our store (that is finally getting somewhere!) It would be nice too if you can leave a comment or add me up as one of your contacts.

Thank God for bright ideas and the good people that are ready share such.

Super ME wannabe

2009-02-21T01:19:00.000+08:00

What happens to a woman who is a mom of a 1-year 4-months old active boy, a wife, an employee, a blogger, a youth coordinator and a church's scribe who is all of a sudden left by the helper whom she thought was still on the same track as she is?

**TOINK**

As if I hit my head on a concrete wall and I didn't even saw it coming.

So this is me and my plight to finding another job that would actually work out even if I get a new helper. All of a sudden reality gushed and I am faced with choices that I don't even want to choose. But for the love of my family, there is nothing I won't do. Make that, there is nothing I can't do. I wouldn't even know how in the world I get to juggle everything else that's happening and still manage to keep my sanity. Most of the times I'm just happy that I still get to sleep soundly (maybe because I'm soooo tired...harhar!) and not worry about what's to come the next day.

I'm no super woman.....because I am Batgirl!

**KABOOM**

And yes...I married Mr. Perfect.

***AWWWW***

I thought it was Halloween!

2009-02-21T01:15:00.003+08:00

Who says its got to be November just to be in a costume?

Trick or Treat? Nah! I'd say it's just mere FUN!

Zye and the Bee

2009-02-21T00:53:00.005+08:00

This is Zye's very first encounter with the one and only bee that dances well.

It was also the first ever birthday party wherein Zye actually ran around, wanting to get all the balloons that his hands can grab. Shouting and dancing. Fishing for more fries, ice cream and spaghetti. He was so happy because there are a lot of kids and he just wanted to play with every one of them. It was such a classic moment when Jollibee arrived at the scene. Hubby and I was really excited to see how Zye would react -- will he cry, will he be entertained? We went near the bee and to my surprise Zye was quite amused with Jollibee. Maybe because of the size, or the color perhaps, or probably just fascinated with what Jollibee was. A few moments when Jollibee was already moving too much, Zye's amusement was slowly turned to fear. I think it was the big eyes that got into him that made him change his mind about liking the big, dancing bee.

Oh well, I'm just glad that he enjoyed the party. He was, after all, batman for a day! =)

(Not) Growing up.

2009-02-10T16:22:00.000+08:00

It's great not having to buy new clothes all the time. First, it saves you a lot of money and second, you know that you don't need to diet. But sometimes there's this "horrific" feeling when you realize that this (or these) clothing have been with since birth (exaggerating here of course).

Welcome to my world. Yes, I have had shirts, shorts, dresses, pants even, that I've had since college (some even highschool...I know...Gosh, right?) that still fits me perfectly to this day. I did get rid of them if only to put away the thought that I never really grew ever since I can remember. That and of course, the weird feeling that people who knew me then might still recognize my clothes. Now that can be called deja vu! Harhar.

Hmm, it's like the curious case of Benjamin Button. In my case, not-so-curious case. It's so obvious that I never really gained weight or added inches to my height but it feels like I'm not really getting old so if only for that, I'm happy with the way I turned out to be.

Finally...tooting again!

2009-02-10T14:26:00.002+08:00

I can't pass this opportunity not to TOOT!

I am one happy mommy as our son is once again in tip-top shape! Yesterday morning at around 5 A.M. I noticed that he had a fever. He wasn't able to sleep well probably irritable and I had to really take care of him and make sure his fever doesn't shoot up. It would go down every once in awhile after his drops of paracetamol but it was so evident that he was not feeling well because he didn't want me to leave his side.

After 24-hours of regular 4-hr interval paracetamol drops and the constant sponge bath, he is now back to his active self, shouting, dancing and wanting to play with my laptop once again. So there, it's more than this world to have this toot most especially since it's our son's health that we're talking about.

Have a great Tuesday mommies!

On the day of hearts

2009-02-10T13:23:00.000+08:00

My husband and I don't really make a big deal out of Valentines Day. We actually find it funny when people go rushing for flowers and chocolates and fighting over the best seat in restaurants just to please their loved one. For us, you can always show your love any time of the day, it is not even needed to declare one day just to be called a day of love.

The other day I was browsing on the net and looking for a gift for my hubby. Yes, it might coincide with the day of hearts but I really want to buy a new set of his and hers watches. We bought one two years ago after we got married and I'm thinking of buying a new set as a late Anniversary Present.

Unfortunately, my eyes are not liking some of the his and hers style available but I've got my heart set on this really nice fossil watch which I think my husband would really love. Of course I can always go buy new wedding rings (we've got two by the way, one two-toned and one silver and this white gold that I saw will be a great addition to our collection) which he will surely like too.

So many things in my shopping list now! But I need to focus first on our post-anniversary gift before my budget runs out. He'll be even more surprised if he receives it this Valentine's Day. I can just imagine the surprised look in his face. He'll be ecstatic!

The Year that was

2009-02-09T11:20:00.003+08:00

Kinda late to be reminiscing about my 2008, huh? Well, pardon me for that. I haven't been in my best writing mood ever due to fatigue and time constraint. But I have got lots of time in my hand now and I wouldn't want to waste this opportunity to look back with what has happened last year.

Of course, we are talking about big events here. Topping my list was my resignation last February. It was a decision meant for our son who was a premature baby and I just can't help but think of him whenever I am at work. Since hubby has a good compensation (and some commissions as well) we decided that it will be okay if I stop working and concentrate on becoming a full time mommy and wife.

The months of April and May were quite busy. We were the program coordinators for the anniversary/youth camp of our church and the preparations indeed needed hard work because the event was held in Mindoro. Imagine figuring out the food, accomodation, seminar outlines and materials for 200 people? Whew!Really exhausting but truly worth all the sweat.

June was quite a good kick off for my blogs. Turned out as well that being a full time mom, wife, side blogger, church scribe and youth coordinator was still hard work. I wanted to juggle starting a small business but I would have been insane to do so.

Time really breezes through because October came and it dawned that soon we will be having a toddler as our son, Zye, turned one. We didn't have a big celebration. A bowling game and an intimate family dinner to celebrate the great blessing of having a healthy baby boy in the family.

October was also the month when I decided to go back to work. Having been given an opportunity, I grabbed it with the intention of helping my husband with the finances. Life was getting tough, expenses were sky rocketting, my additional income was no longer enough and I had to do my share in this matter.

The holiday seasons simply passed by with the Christmas Season spent with the Driz family and the second half of the long break with the Donor family. After that, it's hello to the year 2009.

What am I expecting for 2009?
My miracle. My great, big miracle.

Hopeful.

Praying.

In God's perfect time....

this 2009.

Fab Award

2009-02-08T22:17:00.000+08:00

Thanks Tna for telling me that my blog is fabulous!

Let me see, together with this award, I'd have to list down 5 of my addictions.

Yikes! Let me see if I can narrow it down to just five:

1. ICE CREAM.

Just the mere thought of it makes want to have one now.I think our son actually got my addiction to ice cream while my husband is (I think) starting to get addicted as well. (READ: Espresso Brownie Blizzard by DQ)

2. SINIGANG.

Yes. I can eat sinigang 24 by 7.

3. WRITING.

I believe it's more than an addiction. It's a passion. I actually dream of publishing my collection of poems, essays and short stories.

4. PICTURES.

I love pictures. I certainly believe that picture do paint a thousand words. I'd choose picture over videos anytime.

5. SONGS.

It's my addiction particularly because I have a gift when it comes to memorizing lyrics and remembering tunes. If I may add my addiction to SIDE A (still have a ticket of their first big concert at Payanig sa Pasig way back 1992!) as well.

I'm passing this to other fabulous bloggers: Irmee, Pat, and Rocks.

Happy face=funny face

2009-02-06T17:47:00.004+08:00

Happy birthday Tita! Zye greets my sister a with this funny face. I guess he thought it was a wacky shot. Haarhar. Missing Dadus during this day (February 2) It was his special day as well. Love you both!!!

Overhaul

2009-02-04T20:57:00.000+08:00

Yes!This is how I would like to define a fresh start. This (I think) is much better than my first layout. (I hope you guys are agreeing)

My husband says it should no longer be a brewery hehehe...that's why I still had to place my logo. I'm still looking of how to make it more of a brewery though. Any suggestions?

Head hurts now. Have to sleep early...I'm still not yet fully recovered.

The new us!

2009-02-03T21:48:00.002+08:00

It's kinda late as a new year thing but this is what I've been wanting to have: a new look for our blog! Yes even the title is new (sort of) because I wanted it to really reflect our family.

What do you guys think of it? I almost ruined the whole thing trying on so many templates but finally I was able to find one that hubby and I liked.

Hay. This is what happens when I get to be at home. I hope it was worth letting go of the old one.

Nothing in between

2009-01-24T12:45:00.002+08:00

4 years of bliss + 2 years of blessings

No room for trouble here.

Harhar.

Fashionista

2009-01-24T12:42:00.001+08:00

Trying on his daddy's shades....with pursed lips!

Facts of life

2009-01-24T12:36:00.000+08:00

Mommyhood + wifey moments + work = no more blogging time

Well, that's the story of this blog right now. *Sigh* Inspite of the vow I made to myself (to still continue writing) reality bites that I'd really have to doule my efforts to be able to make time for my blog. A little help from hubby would have gone a long way but sometimes he's just too tired as well to keep up with our son.

Thank God because I finally found a solution to it. Of course, it will take quite some time to be in such a new routine but at least I'm happy that I'd be one with my blog again.

For now, I need to update myself with what's happening in the blogosphere. Wait for my blog hop soon! =)

Amazing Award

2009-01-19T17:57:00.002+08:00

Rocks, I really, really appreciate this award. More than this, I really am grateful for your constant visit. Thankyou. I want you to know that you're included in my amazing blogger list as well :)

This has been long overdue so it might have been passed by to most of the people in my list. But a special mention goes out to ALL THE BLOGGING MOMMIES in my blogroll (una na ang n@wies sa list na yun!) Being a mom is already an amazing task to handle, writing about it can even be more challenging.

CHEERS TO ALL YOU MOMMY BLOGGERS!

Present!

2009-01-19T17:49:00.002+08:00

Yes. We still exist. I exist.
This blog is still....operational.

Yes, it is quite hard to juggle work, blogging, motherhood and church ministry all at the same time. Somewhere along the way, something will be sacrificed. In my case, my sacrificial lambs were my blogs =(

Not that I regret prioritizing motherhood over blogging, it's just that this is something that really makes me feel good. Good thing that somehow I find ways to still write -- with a pen and paper though.

So I do owe a lot of people (visits, tags, awards etc.) and I have already made a schedule (even made my husband promise that he'll have to help me keep my schedule hahaha) of my blogging. In the soonest possible time I will be able to read other's adventures again and of course tell the world of our own adventures.

For now, this update will have to do.

Memories

2008-12-05T16:57:00.000+08:00

I don't know why, but I was down memory lane just awhile ago. On that note, I'm listing down things that I loved, hated (hmm...such a strong word, hate, don't you think?) and remembered most during my childhood.

1. I totally loved dancing. Not that I don't love dancing now but dancing used to be one of my favorite things to do back then.
2. I loved pom-poms! It's a snack by the way.
3. Patintero was such a good way to pass time.
4. Totally into the goya "kabaong" chocolates.
5. So into bioman. I was pink 5!
6. Adored the carebears. I was funshine bear.
7. Never missed the halloween episodes of magandang gabi bayan because it really scared my sister and I.
8. Fiesta Carnival was the best amusement theme place to be in.
9. Watched the COD shows yearly.
10. Oral declamations was my thing.

This are just the tip of the iceberg. Hahaha. I know....such revelations actually reflects how old I am. But it doesn't matter. Sometimes it's just nice to reminisce the good old days when life was simple and fun. Nothing beats being a kid. That's why it's important than one has good childhood memories.

Until the next batch of memories =)

For lola

2008-12-04T11:10:00.004+08:00

My lola (my mom's mother) passed away yesterday. It is so unfortunate that she had to die tragically and not because of old age. God's plans are really different from that of our own. I'm happy that she saw our son before she passed away. I'm sad that we won't be able to visit her wake due to hubby's work. I pray though that she may have God's mercy and that she will be united with our savior when the time comes.

There is never an easy way to say goodbye to a loved one. There is only the comfort that God knows what is best and that He has planned our life in such a way that it will be for our best interest.

We love you, Lola, You will always be remembered dearly.

Water baby

2008-12-04T11:01:00.002+08:00

This is Zye's first swimming experience...and how happy we are that he loved it....really, really, loved it!

We didn't want him to take a dip because he woke up very late and the weather wasn't too inviting (althought it was a hotspring so the water's temperature wouldn't be a problem) but he wanted to wade so hubby allowed him to stay by the pool side to have his feet touch the water. Unfortunately, his shorts got wet and the water was splashing all over him so we decided that they (father and son) both go for a dip.

And the rest is so history. He didn't want to get out of the pool anymore. After taking a shower, he probable got tired of waving his hand while he was in the pool so he dozed off and was actually dreaming that he was still in the water (yes, waving his hand while asleep).

I'll upload the video soon so that I can have it posted here.

Breaks and aches

2008-11-27T21:10:00.000+08:00

Hurting someone doesn't just happen when you've done something.
It is all the more painful when you are not doing anything.

-.jd.112708-
*************

The heart breaks to its limits.
It is pushed farther
still trusting,
but so very much guarded,
not wanting to give room for more hurt.
Praying hard that it will all go away,
and that you be back
to the way you were before.

-.jd.112708-
*************

I can sacrifice.
I can always give way.
I will always believe.
I will never give up.

That's why my smiles
will always be sad.

-.jd.112708-
*************

So this is love.
No expectations,
Having less but giving more,
Hoping,
praying,
wishing.
Yes, it is how I love.

-.jd.112708-
*************

Changing views

2008-11-27T21:07:00.000+08:00

Having your mind set to something makes a big difference on how you see, feel, think and react. This is what I have set my mind to. And I intend to keep it that way.

Lemonade Stand

2008-11-27T20:58:00.003+08:00

Thanks Joanne! Happy that I'm still remembered despite the not so frequent postings.

1. Put the logo on your blog.
2. Be sure to link your nominess in your post
3. Let them know that they received this award by commenting on their blogs.
4. Share the love and link to this post.

Sharing the love to my sisters: Jenny, Issa and Rocks.

Long hair no more!

2008-11-27T20:33:00.003+08:00

Last Sunday, Zye finally had his hair cut! (Or should I say, hubby finally agreed to have Zye's hair cut. Harhar!)

It wasn't in those cute little kid's salon. We were suppose to bring Zye last Saturday at Robinson's Galleria for his first haircut but then hubby didn't want to go there and wanted another mall (simply because we are always in Galleria). We went to Megamall hoping to find a kid's salon but to no avail. We went home and decided to go to Galleria the next day.

Something came up the next day after church so unable to go to Galleria and wanting our son to have his haircut (badly), we just decided to bring him to the salon where we have our haircut. To our delight, we didn't have a hard time. The haircutter was actually pleased that Zye did not cry unlike other babies having their first haircut. Zye was so still probably thinking what was happening but it was a little hard when the back of his hair was being cut because he was ticklish so the haircutter just asked hubby to carry Zye instead of having him sit on the chair.

Now he looks even more handsome (I'm not even close to patronizing here, hahaha!). I haven't gotten a photo of his latest look. I'll probably post them next time. Here are the captured moments of his first haircut.

My so-called reflections

2008-11-27T17:23:00.000+08:00

The word trust is such a big word. A confusing one at that as well. Some people actually think that trusting someone is a license to not be cautious, the answer to erase worries and doubts. I thought so too. But that was yesterday. Today, I am defining trust in a whole new way.

Whenever you give your trust to someone you love, particularly in a relationship, it doesn't necessarily mean that you will never have doubts. It doesn't mean that you will never be caught in your gut-feel. The underlying feeling when trusting someone is actually reading between the line that, "Hey, don't you dare break my heart". Sometimes it can even translate to, "Now, be more careful of how you deal with other people or else the trust is gone".

The declaration of trust is actually the start of bigger responsibilities. It actually challenges the trustee and the trusted to discipline themselves at all times -- the trustee preventing herself from sudden outburst and the trusted making sure to know the limits of his actions. It is never easy to trust someone because we always get the wrong impression about it. Why? Because we say we trust even if we never really told the person what we are trusting him with. We trust, assuming that the ones we are trusting already knows what will break our trust when we never really have the guts to tell them the rules of our "Trust Contract".

How do I define trust now? Simple. Trust is telling the truth. If you say you trust someone, you have every right to confront the person and tell what you feel about something or someone. Once you start keeping things to yourself, then the trust slowly leaves you and all you're left with are doubts and accusations. Trust is accepting the truth. If you are brave enough to tell your feelings, you have to be strong enough to hear the other side of the story -- no matter how good or bad it may be. Trust is knowing that you can ask whenever you feel something is not right. Trust should not limit our actions. Trusting doesn't mean you cannot ask, cannot react, cannot doubt, cannot be cautious. It just knowing when to stop asking, thinking first before reacting, ask first before entertaining your doubts and being watchful not just of your partner but of yourself as well.

Complicated? Nah. When everything else fails, we go back to the root of it all.

LOVE.

But then again, that one deserves another reflection.

And so...it is a MONDAY!

2008-11-24T16:52:00.000+08:00

Arrrgh!

I'm not sure why but inspite of the 8-hour sleep I had, I don't feel too well (Maybe because 8 hours was too much?Nah!) And then I finally had the chance to join this contest on the radio (I was the third choice by the way!So it was really a chance I should say) and guess what?

I totally blanked!

That's P8,000 worth of GCs down the drain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

***SHOUTING***

It is a monday after all.

At the end of the day

2008-11-18T21:40:00.000+08:00

When you are in a relationship, what is it that really matters?
Is it just plainly about loving someone?
Does it start and end with giving all that you've got
even to the point that you've got nothing left for yourself?
Is it simply about being happy or at least trying to be an epitome of happiness?

Do you not complain and take every pain
as if it is a pill to which your body can someday be immune with?
Will it ever be just moving forward with the hopes
that the realities of today will simply pass?

Should you fade each time the stars come out
and appear at the break of dawn so that your tears
may never be seen?

After the journey,
all that is there is the thought that the sun will always
come out after the rain.
What remains is the dream of truly being loved.

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Weird things about me

2008-11-18T21:20:00.000+08:00

Tagged by Jeng. Hmmm...missed doing these stuff. *Sigh*

Rules are rules. To tag along: you have to list 7 weird things about yourself, post it in your blog, tag at least 7 people (list their names), and comment on their blog to let them know that you just tagged them.

1. I am partly an obsessive compulsive. I even declare certain days as my "ococ" (that's how I term it) day and start cleaning, rearranging, organizing stuff even if they are not really messed up.

2. I know a lot of songs -- lyrics, tune and singer. I always have a hard time choosing songs when going on videoke bars simply because I know almost all of the songs and I want to sing something new. (I know, weird! )

3. I can eat sinigang forever.

4. I can finish a half-gallon ice cream in one sitting --- even with no one helping me.

5. I have thing crazy fear whenever traveling that I might leave stuff behind. So, as always, I make a list of the things I brought and make sure that I check on my things before going to sleep. (Hmmm...ococ moves?)

6. For someone who is in such a small frame, I have a very loud voice. (Tried and tested)

7. When I am very angry, I speak in straight english!

Tagging nancy, Eds, Happy, Jacque, Pat, Mari and Anna.

Waterfun

2008-11-18T21:10:00.004+08:00

Thanks to Tito Pogi, Zye's fun moments while taking a bath was captured. He doesn't hate the water, but he's not very comfortable whenever water is poured over his face. The trick is to have something for him to play with. In this case, all I got was the baby oil bottle.

Desperate times calls for ingenuity. Or something like that.

Flowers for me

2008-11-18T20:56:00.003+08:00

Thanks to Pat for this one. My first tag after a long while....
This tag is all about “FRIENDSHIP OFFERING” with someone whom you know, to someone whom you already knew or will know in the future, globally.

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here are the rules for this tag;
1. copy the badge and put it on your blog
2. link back who pass you this tag
3. spread this tag to at least 7 or more bloggers who you think you are friends with.

”And lovely are the blossoms
That are tended with great care,
By those who work unselfishly
To make the place more fair.
And, like the garden blossoms,
Friendship’s flower grows more sweet
When watched and tended carefully
By those we know and meet.
And, if the seed of friendship
Is planted deep and true
And watched with understanding,
Friendship’s flower will bloom for you.”

I think I'm friends with Jenny, Kathycot, carla, Rocks, Manel, Sweetpea and Irmee. It's been awhile but I hope you still remember me sisters :)

Holler!

2008-11-13T21:47:00.000+08:00

YES!

After having spent almost 3 weeks in my new job, I finally found the time to update the world with what's hapening with me. Therefore, assuming that I do have a bunch of people actually wondering what I've been up to, or if I (hopefully) have an audience, then allow me to spend a few spaces to tell you how this brewery have been for the past few weeks.

I am now officially back to the corporate world, or so. Technically, I'm back to the world of students. Teaching? No, not yet at least. I am more into administrative works and basically dealing a whole lot with discipline. And for those who know me well, I'm pretty sure they're all saying, "That's not gonna be a problem for you."

My first day buddies

I was so excited to blog about my first day which was put off to my first week and now, well almost first month. I had some shots of my first day companions: My bag and my planner. Yeah, I'm back to planning things now! And I'm loving the feeling of writing down things. All that's happening, all that needs to happen, all that I hope would happen. I think it will also allow me to write more poetry, songs or maybe even short stories.

My planner's new look. Yes, it's my starbucks page merged to my old planner

Right now, I've got tons of backlog that I have to work on. But no worries. I'm just living my life on day at a time. Just enjoying the blessings that I have...and the blessings that are yet to come.

The other half

2008-11-13T20:39:00.006+08:00

Last October 31, my hubby, Dingdong, went to Hongkong for a three-day vacation.

Yup, just him. It's like a trick or treat deal. Of course, it wasn't a treat at all for us to be away, but it was a good thing for him. A good deal for their group's hardwork.

I'm just posting a few of his picture to document his travel. If he could have it his way, I know that he would opt to have the details into writing. But it's not his style. I cannot re-create the moment here though because it will be a different thing. So let's just allow the pictures to weave the words for him.

Thanks for the pasalubong daddy!!! I loved it! Mwaaaaah!

Happy moments at the Legend

2008-11-05T21:45:00.005+08:00

Last October 25, Mama and Papa (my MIL's parents) had a joint birthday celebration. It was a simple dinner get-together with Mama and Papa's children, grandchildren and the one & only great grandchild (to date, that's Zye of course!)

The dinner was held at the Legend Hotel in Pioneer Street, Mandaluyong City. We had a feast of native dishes and I loved their inihaw basket and the variety was just right -- eggplant, shrimp, tuna, tofu, liempo, tilapia. Two cakes were brought: a simple chiffon cake (no icing at all) for the oldies and a to-drool-over smores cake. Everybody had fun taking pictures because the Legend restaurant was all-dressed up for the holidays. Colorful, shiny balls inside tall, cylindrical vases were all around the place. Of course, we had our share of captured moments as well.

On weddings

2008-11-05T21:27:00.004+08:00

On December, hubby and I will be celebrating our second year wedding anniversary. But we're actually couting 6 blissful years of being together, sharing almost everything and anything. Last October 17, we attended my cousin's wedding. It was funny because their reception was our first choice when we were planning our wedding two years ago yet this was the first time that we got to see the place (Yeah, we did almost everything through the net..saved a lot of time and gas!) Just posting a few of our photo-escapades during that day. After our wedding, all the other weddings just seem to be a way of reliving our memorable day. It's just like falling in love over and over again!

SMILE.

You may kiss the bride....

Having fun with the camera @ The Oasis

Mamu and Daduds joining the kodak moments

We were the guests at table 5. Souvenir sweets from SanFo Treats.

Wish me luck

2008-10-26T21:42:00.000+08:00

I will be starting out on a new job tomorrow.

After eight months of staying at home to take care of our kid, this will be a new thing for me to deal with. I'm not scared with the job, I'm scared of getting homesick and suddenly missing our son. I'm scared that he may look for my hug when he wakes up from a not so nice sleep.

Truth is, I'm not really scared. Just a bit sad that I'd only have the evenings to share it with him.

Sniff, sniff. I'll just give you a really good hug in the morning and make sure that it lasts until I come back from work.

Just sharing

2008-10-26T21:37:00.002+08:00

This will be short.

Just a few minutes ago, our son tried out his first two steps without holding on to anything. And this was really such a happy sight for me because I can really tell how scared he still is to try out his walking capabilities. Now for the first time, there were no fear in his eyes, just eagerness to get somewhere.

*Sigh*

Happy, happy day!