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Change is Cool

2009-02-13T14:22:00.002+08:00

Along with the many changes in my life and the addition of a new family member is also the birth of a new blog. This blog has been my little sounding board for almost four years and it has served its purpose of being a personal journal.Though I’ve learned to love this blog with all the stories from the mundane to the extraordinary ones, I realized that it’s time to move on, to embrace the changes and let go of the old stuff. Thus, this blog is born. It is still a chronicle of my day to day journey as a mom, wife, daughter, sister and the many roles I portray in this life.

This blog will continue to exist though but it will now be like a history textbook which records all things in the past. We may continue to browse old posts and relive some moments.

Moving forward, you may follow me here:

http://lifesa-m-a-z-e.blogspot.com/

See you there!

Hello World

2009-01-14T15:15:00.003+08:00

Hello world,

My name is Izabella. Zaab for short.

It's good to see you. Please be kind to me, okay?

You'll see more of me on my mom's little space in cyberspace.

Check me out here and here.

See you around!

Zaab

Sisters... exactly six years apart

Preggy Diaries # 10: Almost There

2009-01-06T15:49:00.004+08:00

So it's true that no two pregnancies are the same. While I had a normal and smooth delivery with Alex, I am now about to undergo C-section tomorrow with my second baby. I would have wanted a normal vaginal delivery like my body was built to do so but there were circumstances that didn't allow such. After three ultrasounds, we found out that the baby is footling breech and the risk is high if we opt for normal delivery. I saw some pictures of how it was done normally and it scared the shit out of me so I don't want to even think of giving it a try. Bahala na mangutang ko for C-section.

I really don't know what to expect having to go through the slice of a knife for the first time in my entire life. I'm sure it will be a whole lot different experience. They say, it's painful and the recovery is such a torture notwithstanding the scar on your abdomen. I don't mind the scar at all as I am no supermodel having to worry when wearing a skimpy bikini. Anyway, I am positive that I would be able to pull this through (ako pa?) with the help of prayers from friends and relatives. I know the past nine months has been a rollercoaster ride for me and the baby but I'm totally relieved that it's almost over. The most exciting part though is the revelation of the baby's gender which we're in for a thrill after three ultrasounds. Geez, I can't wait to cradle another mini-ME or mini-Hubby days from now. Alex is also happy to share the same birthdate with the little one. Isn't that wonderful?

So, excuse me while I do some noble act for the world. See you around!

"The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Is The Hand That Rules The World"

Thank God I Survived 2008

2008-12-30T13:42:00.005+08:00

2008 may not be a perfect year but it sure brought us abundant blessings. I am grateful for the year that brought new beginnings for me and my family. We were able to move in to our new home which we could now call our own. And of course, the arrival of our second baby in January is among the best blessings we received in 2008.

2009 is only a few winks away and still I am not going to make any new year’s resolutions as I am bound not to follow them in the end. What I have are simple hopes for myself, for my family and for the world in the coming year.

* That I will be a better mom to two lovely and healthy children.

* That I will be more understanding and patient with hubby and vice versa.

* That I will be frugal with my spending and that I will set aside something for the rainy days.

* That I will laugh more and cry less.

* That I will be less cranky in dealing with my sibs. (My crankiness was more of hormonal actually because I’m pregnant. Excuses!)

* That I will love my parents more.

* That business will be growing leaps and bounds this year.

* That we will be traveling to new places this year.

* That hubby will finally buy his dream SUV.

* That we will finally get internet connection at home.

* That I will continue to live each day thanking every blessing that comes my way.

* That I will stop worrying and stressing over petty things in life. That I will strive to make life less complicated.

* That I will learn to accept and love ME even more regardless of my flaws and frailties.

* That the world will be a better place to live in.

Okay, I have to stop now as the list could go on and on. I will be turning 30 in 2009 and as it looms ever close, I actually dreaded the fact of being almost off the calendar. I wish I could just stick to 28 or 29. Well, I digress.

If I don’t talk to you or see you before 2008 takes its final bow, let me wish you and your family a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

photo grabbed from Hazel

Preggy Diaries # 9: Preggy Updates

2008-12-23T14:39:00.004+08:00

So far, we have ruled out all causes of having an SGA baby. All my laboratories showed negative or normal results. I had another ultrasound and Doppler flow last week showing all connections inside the placenta and uterus as okay. And the good news is that baby is now picking up some weight every week that makes him/her an SGA baby no more. Yehey! The chance of having to go through C-section is still possible though considering that baby is in breech position. Although, we’re positive that he/she will be in the right position before the big day (crossing fingers and toes here). Baby’s gender is still a mystery but right now, we don’t really care as what we’re after is the baby’s health. We’re starting to converse with the little one inside the tummy making him/her feel love everyday. They say that talking to your baby helps in having a normal delivery.

In three weeks, I’m ready to pop (or so I thought). I've already discussed plans with the boss as to my maternity leave and the possible scenario when I'm away. I don't really intend on eating up the entire maternity leave but we'll see how my body adjusts easily. Gone are the youthful days and the fast recovery you know...

I am hoping that this time will be the same as the last having to go through labor smoothly. Please continue to pray for me and my little angel that we’ll survive this ordeal.

Before I forget...

From my family to yours, a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Christmas Parties galore

2008-12-16T23:38:00.015+08:00

So far, I’ve attended two Christmas parties over the last two weekends. In my pregnant state, I’m in no mood to really dress up and prep up for these parties. Nevertheless, I still want to at least look human despite the baby bump.

PASAP Christmas Party

We had a Moroccan-inspired party held at Club Ultima in Fuente Osmeña. It’s the traditional PASAP party where incoming officers were inducted as well as the turnover ceremony of the past president to the incoming president. I am still an officer next year as PRO so there will still be the never-ending meetings, demands and commitments. The newbies this year also had their “baptism of fire” through a belly dance presentation. I am still busy as a bee being this year’s assistant treasurer preparing checks and disbursements but I have no qualms doing it. It’s just sometimes; I don’t quite understand the bureaucracy that’s attached to this association. It sucks!

Anyway, some pictures to show...

in my Moroccan self

with some of my favorite Pasers

...so help me God

Xlibris Christmas Party

We received good reviews for this party. Of course, this party was spearheaded by yours truly backed up by the most competent and amazing team ever. We had Latin and Mardi Gras theme and surprisingly, the party was well-attended. In the history of Xlibris, this I say, all modesty thrown out of the window, is the best party that Xlibris ever had (any violent reactions?).

Despite some glitches we encountered along the way and the many battles we fought over budget, we were able to pull it through flawlessly. The party was made successful because of people who were true to their commitment though there were some who disappointed me big time.

People had fun and even dressed up for the occasion. Our percussion band and dj were superb (thanks Danielle for pulling the strings here). Our electronic registration (first in Xlibris) despite the long queue is one of a kind - it pays to be friendly with the IT people eh! The ambiance and physical arrangement was true to its theme. The VTR was a hit - Chris, you da man ay wo-man diay hehe bitaw hurot ako bilib nimu. Food served by Cebu City Marriott Hotel as always is sumptuous and mouth-watering. Raffles were a-plenty courtesy of no less than Jocelyn. We had exceptional emcees (thanks Josh, Clarice and Don). Everything we planned from program down to the last detail were executed with ease (thank you Jon, Sylvette, Judee, AJ, and Jenny).

I couldn’t party like everyone does but I was more than happy to see people dancing and having fun.

the committee

with Cristine & Sylvette

the Admin ladies

with this year's #1 Sales Performer - Dona Gruet

Preggy Diaries # 8

2008-12-01T19:03:00.005+08:00

Until now, I still feel depressed over what I discovered during my last visit to my OB. Sometimes, I caught myself staring into space and felt hot tears off my eyes. My baby as what my ob revealed is an SGA baby (small for gestational age). To know more about SGA babies, visit this site.

I just find it ironic considering that I appeared much bigger than my pregnancy month. Except for the nausea, the first few months of my pregnancy were okay. The baby measurements were also recorded normal. It was only when I hit the 7th month that the baby seems to stop growing.

My ob advised me to have a complete bed rest though she didn’t restrict me from reporting to work. I find it silly because, how can I have a complete bed rest when I still have to go to work? Truth is I am really scared. Scared as to what will happen to the baby before and after delivery. Scared of the possibility of having to go through C-section. I don’t even know what hubby feels right now. I don’t want him to worry but I also don’t want to take all the stress to myself of this awful news. Not to point fingers at anyone or what but sometimes I feel less pampered and I felt that I am going through this ordeal all by myself.

In two weeks, I have to undergo another ultrasound to continuously monitor the baby’s weight. If the ultrasound reveals still an SGA baby, then I would have to undergo a Doppler flow. I am begging on my knees and crossing my fingers that everything will be perfectly fine for my precious baby. I am looking forward for that moment of being able to touch his/her small body and feel his/her breath on my skin. Right now, I don't really care as to the baby's gender. I just want the baby to be healthy inside and out.

My Take on Twilight the Movie

2008-12-01T12:27:00.009+08:00

Finally watched the much awaited Twilight Movie on the big screen with my officemates during our Friday off. Sad to say, I was a bit disappointed. But of course, squeezing a 498-page book into a film is tough. You don't get to see all the details that you imagined while you were reading the book. There were also scenes that I can't remember being written by Stephenie Meyer.

Although, Edward Cullen was indeed gorgeous. Funny thing though is the uneven white foundation applied on his face and the obvious lipstick which didn't appear quite natural. But I liked that part where his skin was glowing like diamonds under the sunlight.

The film was stripped off with "kilig factor" between Edward and Bella. It was not fully established why Bella would give-up her life for these blood-sucking vampires.

Here are some of my two-cents take on some characters of the movie:

* Bella Swan was like horny whenever she sees Edward with all the lip biting and tongue showing and the deep breathing and all.

* Didn't expect both Charlie and Billy to be good looking papas. I was expecting more of fat and balding fathers of Bella and Jacob.

* Rosalie looked really old for her role. She was supposed to be one of the beautiful vampires in the book.

* Victoria was too sweet looking for her villain role. She would fit for a Rosalie.

* And James is gorgeous too. I love his eyes.

* Jasper was like Edward Scissorhand and he has this constipated look.

Well, that's it for now. I'm going to watch the film again once the p*rated copy comes out soon. There might be some commentaries I could add in my list.

Twilight Madness

2008-11-25T22:33:00.004+08:00

I can't wait...

Feels like I'm part of the movie - the equal rival of Bella Swan. (way magbuot!!!)

Hahaha

Of Fleeting Beauty

2008-11-24T16:58:00.003+08:00

I don’t consider myself vain. It is seldom that I frequent the salon if not for that much needed hair trim. I also do my own nails since I can manage to do it myself. But since, it’s difficult for me to do my nails in my pregnant state; I have no choice but to let the professionals do it for the mean time.

Over the weekend, we head off to the mall for Alex’ Day. While I left Alex with my sister, I decided to have my toe nails painted. Sitting there, I was observing the other customers coming in and out of the salon. I can’t help but noticed that most of them are in their 30’s and up. I can only count with my fingers those in their teens and twenties (including myself of course hehe). There’s this lola trying to conceal the white hairs by dying her hair. The lady beside me is getting both finger and toe nails painted in hot red. Then another mommy with her teenage daughter in tow is getting hot oil treatments.

I’ve come to realize that while we age, we tried harder to preserve whatever beauty that’s left of us. We tend to fight ageing by frequenting places such as the salon or spa. Among other things, physical beauty is something that is fleeting. Our bodies crumble along with our ages (humming to I Love Betty LaFea soundtrack…”hoy, hoy, tandaan nyo ganda ay kumukupas”) and it is inevitable no matter how hard we try to preserve it. There may be some who are lucky to prolong that ageless beauty but sooner or later, there’s nothing that science and even nature can do to stop ageing. And like the rest of the things in this world, we can only say..."this too shall pass".

This is just me thinking out loud.

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OFF TOPIC:

I left my PASAP bag containing checkbook, official receipts and other important documents inside the taxi last Saturday. I was a bit worried since there has been so many funding requests for our Christmas Party and that I have to issue checks to some of our vendors. I failed to get the taxi number and all. Good thing, the daughter of the taxi driver contacted me that evening telling me that they're returning my bag intacked. I was able to retrieve the items the following day and I was so thankful for the kind gesture. I hope things like this won't ever pass and that kind people are here to stay.

Sigh!

2008-11-17T20:09:00.003+08:00

Yes, I am disappointed.

I went to the Ultrasound Clinic today with high hopes that baby’s gender will be revealed. But instead of showing the thing out, he/she hides it in between crossed legs. The sonologist tried to shake my tummy to uncurl the legs but to no avail. I was already running late for work so we just have to stop trying.

I also discovered during today’s ultrasound that the fetal biometry (or fetal measurements) is within the range of 26 weeks and not 30 weeks. Meaning the baby is smaller than his/her age or there has been a miscalculation on my LMP or last menstrual period. If there’s one thing I am really sure about, it’s my last menstrual period coz I even blogged about it here.

Good thing, I heed my OB’s advice not to get a 3D/4D ultrasound coz eventually I will be able to see my baby soon. I was advised to get another ultrasound 2 – 3 weeks from now. Hopefully by then, we would know if it’s a HE or a SHE. I’m crossing my fingers for a HE. I can't wait...

Preggy Diaries # 7: @ 29 Weeks

2008-11-11T19:27:00.006+08:00

I’m now at the stage where I am gorging on whatever food I see or touch. I just can’t help it… it’s like making up for all the food that was lost (read: being thrown out) during the first five months of my pregnancy. I’m starting to already gain so much weight and I already look like a whale.

Moving around has also become a chore. I’m having difficulty putting on my undies, picking up something on the floor and putting lotion on my legs. Aside from the leg cramps, I’m also experiencing hip and back pains. It’s also difficult getting out of the bed. I have to ask hubby to push me up or if he’s still asleep, I have to get up sideways.

Baby movements has become more and more frequent these days. In fact, while sitting and typing this post, he/she seems to be doing some cartwheels and somersaults inside my tummy. It makes me really happy feeling every movement made.

Come weekend, I’ll be visiting my OB for my regular check-up. I’m pretty excited coz by then she would also recommend an ultra-sound. I’ve already contacted this ultra-sound clinic at SM North Wing and they offer the cheapest 3D ultra-sound for only Php 1,500. The suspense may be over soon as we get to finally know the baby’s gender. I also made a bet with one of my colleagues. She betting on a boy and if she wins she will have a week supply of Starbucks coffee. Though I really wanted a boy, I have no choice but to bet for a girl in exchange for a week supply of chocolates or maybe Starbucks coffee too.

Speaking of coffee, I really miss my daily dose of coffee. Even the smell of it makes me want to go against my OB’s advice and take just a single sip. Just one. I can’t wait for this pregnancy to be really over soon so I could go back to my caffeine fix.

This is me now --- pregnant and proud!

Shopping for Baby Stuff:

There’s a big sale at Ayala this weekend. I might as well grab the opportunity to shop for some baby stuff. I just remember that an aunt borrowed most of the old baby stuff I have but she never bothered returning them. If she did, I’m sure they’re already worn out. So, it’s time to do some shopping.

School Girl Again

2008-11-07T17:00:00.004+08:00

My daughter finally went back to school last Monday after more than a month of just lounging at home watching movies and just playing with the kids in our block. But this time, it’s a new school, a new environment and new faces. We had a new arrangement for her with the school van picking her up and no yaya to wait for her after school. So far, she has adjusted well to the changes like waking up way too early (earlier than usual) at 5:30 AM because the school van arrives in our house at 6:30 AM. I have to make some adjustments too since I have to wake up way too early myself but its okay. I consider her breakfast time as our bonding time.

Anyway, the little girl is also proud to announce that she has gained friends already in school in just a couple of days though she’s not really good in remembering all their names. Modesty aside, she’s such a nice girl and I’m sure she wouldn’t have any problems dealing with her new teachers and classmates. I just hope that in return, her teachers and classmates will also treat her well.

I’m still uncertain of what this new school has to offer in terms of academic standards though I’ve heard some positive reviews from friends who enrolled their kids or nieces and nephews in Treasure Trove. After school hunting, it was Alex who actually decided in choosing Treasure Trove maybe because of the school’s enticing façade which look like a little castle. Their playground was also an added attraction especially to the kids. I still feel nostalgic from time to time remembering her old school but hubby often remind me to just move on and get over the fact that Alex won’t be able to finish her pre-school at Kids’. So, I just let out a deep sigh and try to embrace the change.

school girl again

Happy 18th Birthday, Bunso!!!

2008-11-04T14:56:00.005+08:00

Sometimes, it may seem very difficult to deal with you --- perhaps it’s the generation gap or you’re simply a pain in the ass. But whatever it is, nothing will ever change and that you will always be our baby sister. I just hope that you’ll start growing up now that you’re already eighteen. You no longer have that excuse to stay childish, irresponsible or stupid. If you need a little push, you know you will always have me, your Ate Mags and Ate Ann to give you that little spanking from time to time. No matter how annoying our sermons are, I hope you get to realize that we’re doing this since there’s no Mama or Papa to lead you to the right path. Even if they are virtually there (through calls or text), it’s still not enough.

Grow Up... Chase Your Dreams... Have Fun

...but be sure to know your limits!

HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY!!!

Halloween 2008

2008-11-03T17:43:00.015+08:00

We had our “Freaky Friday” in the office to celebrate Halloween this year. Unlike the previous years where we decorated every nook and cranny of the office in its spookiest look, this time we just had the lobby decorated with cut-out pumpkins and skulls --- courtesy of our recruitment team who had their Halloween Job Fair. Not really that spooky. Our costumes were more like crazy and funny. I didn’t really prepare for the costume. I just bought a fairy headband with matching wand so I was like the pregnant fairy. I also bought a blonde wig but decided to let Jon use it because it matches her girly attire.

Here’s sharing some random pictures.

More pictures HERE...

Oooppps, I did it again!

2008-10-29T22:46:00.003+08:00

I screw up again.

Gawd, for the Nth time I’ve been committing the same mistakes over and over again with regards to our Expats’ travels. I know that had I checked their itineraries a million times, I wouldn’t overlook that glitch. Good thing, they were able to catch up and make it to their flight in the nick of time. Sheesh, I could just imagine the big boss running at the airport with luggage in tow. What if they weren’t able to make it to their flight? I have to make changes to their business class flight PLUS I have to extend their hotel accommodation. That will cost them (or me) so much.

What a shame (on me)!!!

This has to stop and if they still won’t punish me, I will be the one to castigate myself this time. I think I’m having a heart attack now!

Ack!!!

(P.S. This is just me talking to myself...tsk, tsk, tsk)

Preggy Diaries # 6: @ 26 Weeks

2008-10-20T19:44:00.004+08:00

My lilypie counter says I’m now on my 26th week. The belly has now ballooned into a huge belly ball. I did the usual rounds with my ob over the weekend. Everything seems to be fine. Baby size is just the right size though it’s me that’s getting bigger and bigger everyday. Blame it on my insatiable gastronomic cravings. What’s really bothering me right now is the bumpy ride outside our new home. I would usually take a tricycle in going out to the major highway and the holes on the road are everywhere. Sometimes I find myself hanging on to my seat protecting my “bat-ang”. It scares me really and what’s sad is that I don’t have a choice. Hubby and I don’t have the same work schedule so I have to be on my own. My ob suggested that I sit on a pillow to comfort my butt. Now, armed with a pillow I’m ready to brave these terrible holes on the road.

Then, there are the physical changes that are becoming quite obvious. My armpits start to darken (again) and my neck as well. It’s a gruesome sight seeing my underarms every time I look in the mirror. Ewww!!! And now I always seem to run out of breath after walking a few steps or so.

The only comfort I have is that babylove starts to make those little jabs here and there. Sometimes, I would find myself waking up in the middle of the night especially if the movements are in close intervals. I just smile whenever I feel him/her poke my tummy. I know it’s not something to be happy about but I am also grateful that I am not experiencing what some of my preggy colleagues are experiencing. One is having gestational diabetes. She’s now on her 8th month and everyday she injects insulin right through the veins of her stomach three times a day. Another colleague was also on bed-rest because of spotting and attempted abortion. Compared to them, mine are just minor fuzz. Thus, I’m perfectly okay.

Now, here's a peek of what's inside my belly (courtesy of http://www.babycenter.com/). I would have wanted to show my recent picture but it's totally not a good sight.

Guarding my Happily Ever After

2008-10-16T21:41:00.008+08:00

People think that happily ever after starts on the day the wedding bells toll. Fairy tales give this perception that the best of all relationships is when “they live happily ever after". But would one ever wonder what happened to Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty after that kiss from their Prince Charming? In the real, imperfect world, after the happily ever after is when reality sets in. Along the way, there will always be issues to deal with – kids, finances, home, infidelity, in-laws etc. It will not always be a bed of roses or a fairytale plot.

Lately, my happily ever after was put to a test. Along with my pregnancy, I had the worst of all discoveries. I may be wrong with my doubts but it sure made me ask a big WHY? God knows how I tried to keep mum about it trying to pretend as if I never had a hint. I tried not to be hysterical but how can I not when it is my man out there fooling around. He was never caught in the act but had I not been early in my discovery, he would probably succumb to temptation in the long run. I know this is way too personal to be shared in the open but I guess it is something some couples might learn from and it eases the pain a bit. I tried to respect his privacy… you know... restraining myself from peeking into his cellphone or his emails but God must have a way of making me aware so I could prevent a wrong doing before it gets out of proportion. So there, it has been a week since that emotional rollercoaster. There was no major fight as I don’t want to stress myself on that issue. We just talked. The issue is about to die though and we’re back to our normal selves trying to work on that happily ever after everyday.

But I am not letting my guards down if it’s the only way of guarding my happily ever after and keeping my family in-tacked. The b*tches will have to back-off as I am ready to fight hell with them despite my huge baby bump. And the husband will have to be on his toes coz it so happen he has a secret agent for a wife. Haha!

“It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day-to-day basis"
Margaret Bonnano

On your birthday...

2008-10-07T19:09:00.008+08:00

Dad,

I wish there is a way I could make this day very special for you. I would have want it to be really special but you always emphasize that you don’t really celebrate birthdays so I’ll just leave it as that. Nevertheless, here’s to another year of rockin’ and rollin’ in this so called life. I wish every year would be so much better for us both at home and at work. You’re the best, you just don’t know it.

Much love on your birthday and always,

Me and Alex

Home Sweet Home

2008-10-02T17:22:00.007+08:00

I thought that after moving from one house to another six times would make me an expert of some sort in the art of moving. But I was wrong... I still fail and it was as always a very stressful move. Due to my procrastination, we weren't finish packing as scheduled. And my preggy situation made it even worst. I couldn't help that much though I tried to lift some heavy stuff but my sneezing and wheezing was such a torture. Hubby was so disappointed with me and the way I handled the move. I could only zip my mouth while he rant and nag about it in my face coz I know I am partly at fault.

We were supposed to move on the 28th...you know the Chinese belief with the number eight but found ourselves not-so-settled on the 29th instead with candles burning since our electricity isn't up yet. For two days and two nights, our life has been electricity-less because MECO was dilly-dallying the connection. The heat and mosquitoes were killing us. Sigh! The house is still in total mess with boxes, knick knacks and hoarded stuff scattered all over the floor. The challenging part which is sorting will have to happen in a few days. Good thing I get a little help from my mama who is in town for a visit. The vacant lot beside the house which is now covered with bushes will be her first project. I hope her green thumb will create some magic on the rocky soil. The kitchen, tiled floors and cabinets will have to wait until our finances become stable. Hubby and I decided to have it on a project basis starting off with working on the tiled floor.

Welcome to our new house... it is still a work in progress so please bear with the mess for now. With just a few touches here and there and a depleting bank savings, it's going to be a home sweet home soon.

Some random pictures below...

So Long, Farewell

2008-09-26T12:32:00.010+08:00

Today is my daughter’s last day in school. Nope, it’s not the end of the school year yet but along with our house move is also the school move for Alex. I don’t want to sound melodramatic but I really felt sad with the thought of her bidding goodbye to her friends, classmates and teachers. She has been in this school when she was still 3 years old and now that she’s 5, she has grown some fondness towards the school. I, myself have been very comfortable with the teaching standards and programs of Kids. I would have wanted her to finish the school year but it will be a big sacrifice considering the distance between this school to our new abode.

Thus, it will be farewell for now. I’m sure Alex will definitely miss her teachers and classmates. The yaya will also miss her kaberks and I would miss all the exciting activities that the school has cooked up for the rest of the school year. But as the song goes, “life’s a constant change and nothing stays the same”… we just have to deal with this change and embrace it. I’m sure Alex wouldn’t mind a new school, a new environment and a new set of friends a week from now. She will be back next week though (all the way from Mactan to Pardo) to take her exams and my last parent-teacher conference (PTC) with Kids'.

A glimpse of those years with friends and classmates at Kids’.

The Tedious Task At Hand (yet again...)

2008-09-10T21:44:00.009+08:00

If there’s one thing I am NOT excited about moving, it’s the packing and unpacking of our things. It’s one thing that I am not so fond of considering my allergy rhinitis that strikes every time we move out to a new place and the stress that goes with moving. Now, hubby has been bugging me to start packing since our big move is less than 3 weeks from now. But he’s not helping at all and I couldn’t get the help I need. My sisters are busy with school stuff and our helper is serious about quitting by the end of the month. That’s another dilemma I am about to face. I already sought the help of my ever-supportive mama but she told me it’s really difficult to look for helpers nowadays.

For the last two weekends, I’ve only packed two boxes of our stuff mostly old clothes. I wanted to get rid of them but it’ll definitely take time sorting them. I have a huge box already reserved for bundles of joy come Christmas. I haven’t really come up with a list of what to pack first or next. Truth is I’m not really up for it. If only I could move our stuff from our current house to the new abode with just a snap of a finger the way magicians do, I would have done it.

But there’s this distraction that’s been eating my time right now including that of my officemates. The thing is, we've been hooked to Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series. Darn, I just couldn’t put a good book down. After more than a week of being hooked, I am now into the 3rd book and looking forward to the 4th and final series. Sometimes, I am so into the book that I set aside some really important stuff like sorting and packing and even leaving Alex to mess around the house. I’m such a terrible mom and wife!

Anyway, talking about distractions...here they are!!!

Photo Credits: http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/

Finally, a Home of our Own

2008-08-21T22:55:00.004+08:00

We’ve been renting for more than six years moving from one house and apartment to another five different times. Whenever we settled in a house or apartment, we made no effort in beautifying it or even acquiring furniture except for the bed and the dining table. It’s not always easy packing up your stuff and re-packing it again more so doing it five times the last six years.

Now that we finally decided getting our first house through Pag-ibig, hubby and I are so excited. We’re both excited conceptualizing the interiors and buying the pieces that go with it. We always wanted a minimalist home so it should be organized, no frills, no curves, less clutter, not a lot of stuff and no bold colors. I’m also thrilled on how to make use of the 40 square meters extra lot we have. Aside from using it as a parking space, I’m also thinking of making a pocket garden or a mini-Japanese garden out of it. There are so many ideas and designs to choose from especially that I’ve been browsing through home and gardening magazines and sites. We also get some ideas from home depot and displays in the mall.

This will be our first house. First because we always have what we call our dream house… our dream design and architecture which will be a lot bigger with all the comfort and luxury life can offer. Of course, that will happen when we’re financially stable and able. But for now, our first house in Genesis Subdivision, Mactan is good enough for our little yet growing family. And it is just proper that our subdivision is called Genesis…it will be like the beginning, the start of a dream fulfilled of having a home of our own.

At last, after months of waiting and several follow-ups, our Pag-ibig Housing loan was finally approved. We already paid the move-in fees last week and I’ve been postponing trips to the developer’s office to get our Permit to Occupy (PTO). Being pregnant and all, I tend to be really lazy. If our finances permit, we will start working on some minor construction… tiled floors, cabinets and the sink to be transferred outside. It was such a relief however I’m a bit scared coz the amortization starts next month.

Photo credits: http://www.clipartheaven.com/

6 Years and counting...

2008-08-15T19:51:00.003+08:00

Last August 3, hubby and I celebrated our 6th year anniversary. I know I haven’t blogged about it as it happens but it’s never too late. The day was a Sunday which was really perfect timing considering that it’s also a family day. I have to excuse myself from attending PASAP’s outreach program as this day has to be spent with hubby and of course, Alex. We just dine at some Mexican restaurant after hearing mass. I’m not really sure what was in our food or drinks coz when we reached home, we were dropped dead tired…as in totally knocked out. We didn’t even get to change our clothes.

Anyway, six years is quite a feat already what with a lot of cases of broken homes within our midst. I know my friends from before wouldn’t even thought that Earl and I would last this long in our marriage having witnessed how we were prior to being husband and wife. Earl and I never started as friends. There was a month of courtship then we became a couple. After that, it was a roller-coaster relationship with constant break-up and make-up along the way. I mean, we were never the so-called ideal couple and our marriage is far from perfection. But we decided to make it really work and at least be a good husband and wife to each other. We still have some adjustments but not really life threatening ones. We still fight but I guess we have passed that stage where we fight over trivial matters. So, most of the time, we no longer fight haha! I support all his endeavors (career, rock bands, and boys’ night out) while he understands my usual melodramas. Perhaps, what really made it work is that we have learned to compromise. And along the way, we have become each other’s confidante. We talk incessantly over anything before bedtime, laugh at each other’s jokes and goof around like kiddos which I find (sometimes) cute.

There! That’s my post anniversary post.

Here’s to SIX YEARS dad (and counting)… with Alex, a baby on the way and a new house in the offing ….what more could I ask for. With you, life is definitely good! (hope I could still utter the same words 10, 15, 30 plus plus years from now **grin**)

Preggy Diaries # 5: @ 16 weeks

2008-08-14T18:16:00.005+08:00

Some updates on how my pregnancy is going on and mind you; I can say it’s not really getting any better. In fact, it has gotten worst everyday.

* I still throw up from time to time. Throw up means not just saliva but the entire food I ate for either breakfast or lunch.

* I have become super sensitive to any kind of smell… may it be BO of an officemate or hubby’s cologne or the aroma of pizza (can you imagine, pizza? another favorite...). Every time I smell these, my head starts spinning around and I started to “digwa”.

* Since the last three days, I had been nursing a terrible flu which I got from hubby and perhaps the unpredictable weather in Cebu. It’s just making things really worst. What’s even worst is that I couldn’t take any medication… just plain water therapy.

* I’m starting to suffer leg cramps in the middle of the night and the pain just makes me really cry. As much as possible, I avoid having to walk a thousand miles and whenever we're in the mall, I make sure I find a place to sit from time to time. Oh, and propping your leg up every night really helps.

* My taste buds have gone bitter. Every food I ate has this bitter after taste which makes me eat less.

But it's not totally bad you know...

* The big sister has been really sweet. Whenever I go to work, she made sure she kisses her baby bro err the tummy (hoping that it's a boy!) goodbye.

* I'm looking forward to my visit with my OB over the weekend. She promised that she will let me hear babylove's heartbeat. I'm so excited!

And here's babylove @ 16 weeks...

http://www.babycenter.com/

Conquered that Wall @ Five

2008-08-04T19:29:00.006+08:00

She tried this when she was still two but she didn't made it all the way to the top. Now at five, she finally conquered the wall at Metrosports and couldn't seem to stop. At first, she was kinda' scared but after the first try, she already felt like an expert and wanted for more. I was catching my breath looking at her climb her way up. Who wouldn't? That's my little girl up there trying out this extreme sport and that anything could happen. But all I could do is TRUST...trust on the harness that's holding her, trust this guy she calls "kuya" who's holding the rope and trust in her. Afterall, what really matters is that she was having fun while conquering that wall.

Preggy Diaries # 4: Preggy Photos

2008-07-30T12:24:00.006+08:00

I was tagged by Feng to show my preggy photos. I tried to dig into piles of pre-digital pictures of my first preggy days with Alex but couldn't find one that's worthy of posting here in the blogosphere. I was already on my 40th week and was about to burst. It's not a good sight, I swear!

So, for this tag, I asked my sister this morning to take my first preggy photos with my second babylove. And the "ate baby" (that's what she would like to be called) also can't help posing with me. This is me @ 14 weeks...in every inch, already a "buntis".

I would like to tag the mommies in my multiply: Missy, Ace, Clobelle, Leslie and Rosee. C'mon mommies, just for fun...let's take a peek of those proud preggy moments with bellies growing leaps and bounds.

From now on, I wish to also update my preggy diaries with pictures of my growing babylove. Watch out for more!!!

Preggy Diaries # 3: @ 13 Weeks

2008-07-24T17:26:00.005+08:00

I’m already a week past the first trimester and guess what, I’m still feeling the discomforts such as vomiting, nausea, constipation and hyperacidity. It's just horrible! I now remember that my first pregnancy was a breeze. I only get to experience vomiting for just a week and I felt normal after that. In fact, I was always on the go doing preparations for my wedding. So it’s true that every pregnancy is exceptional. The little one inside is really making it hard for me. Today, I made a couple of trips to the restroom just to throw up. First I threw up everything I ate then after there’s nothing left but saliva. It usually starts middle of the day before I go to work and until dinner time. It’s just strange because my mornings are always great. My officemate is guessing that it’s a boy because of the difficulties it has brought me. I am perfectly fine whether it’s a boy or girl but please let these discomforts go away really soon.

Anyway, here's a peek of what's inside and how my babylove is growing.

13 Weeks

http://www.babycenter.com/

Preggy Diaries # 2: What to Wear

2008-07-15T21:26:00.003+08:00

When you’re pregnant, your fashion choices are actually limited. I don’t know how other preggies do it to look really fab but mine has been a dilemma lately. My jeans and other bottoms started to shrink. Okay, it’s the other way around. I am starting to balloon. I have a few stylish preggy tops but I always end up repeating my bottoms on a weekly basis. Of course, there’s always the trusty leggings that matches almost all tops but I only own one.

When I dig into my old maternity clothes, I only discovered a few pieces. I remember giving out most of my maternity clothes to cousins and aunties after I gave birth to Alex. When I tried to window-shop for maternity clothes in the mall, I was shock to see the price tags. They’re really very pricey. Then, it hit me…why not consider ukay-ukay? Afterall, I’ll only be using these clothes for a good nine months. And besides, I have always been a proud and certified ukay-ukay fanatic.

So, when I get the chance and the nerve (meaning, I’m not being lazy or woozy), I visit the ukay-ukay haven in Cebu…where else but Carbon. There are also ukay shops in Raintree Mall, Cocomall or Colonnade Mall which showcase a few treasures if you’re just patient enough to look into the heaps of clothes. The prices of these ukay-ukay are really affordable and they even have this descending discounts like 30% off, 50% off, 50 all items and 3 for a hundred. Not bad really.

Her First Visit to the Dentist

2008-07-14T12:54:00.006+08:00

I must admit, I don't own a good set of teeth. And I don't care, though I get concious sometimes. Maybe because I always feared dentists. And I always dreaded those annual dental check-ups in school because dentists always mock me for having terrible teeth.

But I never wanted my daughter to have the same fear that I have. Ever since she grown her milk teeth, I always instill in her to take care of it. She would never miss brushing her teeth every night no matter how sleepy or tired she really is. Now that her milk teeth starts to really fall off, I decided to bring her to the dentist over the weekend. And I was amazed by her bravery... there was no trace of fear upon sitting on the dentist's chair. Even when the dentist was about to pull her tooth, she never cried nor cringed. I was even shocked when she told me that she changed her mind...she now wants to be a dentist instead of nurse.

Atta girl!

Preggy Diaries # 1

2008-07-10T16:07:00.002+08:00

More than halfway into the first trimester, I’m now feeling the discomforts of being pregnant. It’s not just morning sickness. It’s like the vomit attempts strikes anywhere, any place, anytime of the day. Yesterday, I threw up the slice of Leona’s “chocolate surprise” I ate for lunch. This morning, after eating a little bar of musketeer, the thing just went down the drain. Perhaps there’s something about chocolates that really makes me throw up. It’s supposed to be my favorite food in the world and now my preggy system seems to reject it. Weird. Then, there’s the feeling of sluggishness that I wanted to just lie down and doze off the entire day. There are also the food cravings, nothing in particular though but once it’s there, I don’t feel like eating them anymore. Did I tell you about my bouts with depression that I’m hiding inside and that’s ready to explode anytime? Really… I get down in the dumps over little things. Sometimes when I’m alone, I find myself crying for no reason at all.

I never really experienced this in my first child or maybe I did but I just forgot because that was so long ago. I just hope that after the first trimester, everything will be back to normal.

Sigh. Am I just being pregnant? Or it’s just really me.

The Little Fan

2008-06-29T17:06:00.006+08:00

It was such a bad idea dropping by at Ayala Center after attending PASAP BOT (Board of Trustees) meeting yesterday what more with Alex in tow. The mall was so crowded with teenagers and even adults alike. Why? Because the PBB Big Four were having their mall show. My daughter Alex also wanted to squeeze in her tiny body with the crazy crowd just to see these teen housemates turned celebrities. She was so persistent and was almost at the verge of throwing tantrums because I was trying to pull her away from the crowd. Boy, was she so unstoppable! She had to climb Ayala's huge planters and pushed her way in between people's legs so she could take a glimpse of these teen idols especially her favorite, Beauty.

Guess, I have no choice but to just allow her this first hand experience in being a fan. Sigh! It was just unfortunate that I failed to bring my camera so we have to make use of Magee's camphone. But, from where we're standing, we couldn't really take a picture of them. Instead, we just took pictures of Alex, the five-year-old fan.

@ 9 Weeks

2008-06-22T17:26:00.004+08:00

Went to visit my OB yesterday despite experiencing the wrath of Frankie all over the city. So I was told that I am already 9 weeks pregnant. I went through the entire drill again (bilangkad na sad ang beauty then gi-IE)...but I can't complain. Afterall, this is something I really wanted. The sad thing though is that my OB strongly forbids my daily dose of caffeine not even decaf. Shocks, how can I ever make it through my shift without coffee? Still, I have to be an obedient preggy and follow what she says coz I know she's just after my health and that of the baby.

We're really excited and we can't stop talking about it day in and day out. The little girl has been super lambing lately and I often find her caressing my not-so-big tummy.

I'm not really feeling any signs of pregnancy yet like nausea and vomitting. I just hope that this pregnancy will be a breeze...no drama queen episodes or morning sickness. I just want to be perfectly happy and comfortable all the time in this 9-month ordeal.

So help me God.

The Sign

2008-06-18T12:18:00.007+08:00

I never wanted to take the test yet coz in the past, I was overly excited and in the end it is still negative. But it's been almost two months since I'm missing my period. And I have this unusual craving for food particularly green mango with bagoong...well I'm not really sure if it's really unusual coz I am always this "matakaw" when it comes to food. But then again, I am also having irregular mentruation from time to time. So I just set aside the test kit after contemplating and staring at it for a long time.

But this morning, I stared at the test kit again and decided to take the test. Hubby already left for work while Alex and the yaya is at school. It was just me and my sister. I went inside the CR and peed. Placed some urine sample in a little cup and put around three drops at the test well.

Then I waited for 5 minutes for the result to appear.

Go figure it out....

Yeah, it's a positive sign! I can't help myself from shouting with excitement. My sister even asked me..."naunsa ka dha te?" I was grinning from ear to ear when I told her the good news. Well, I've been waiting and praying for this to happen for quite a long time now. Alex often include this in her prayers every night. Another baby...another bundle of joy in the offing. It's time to pay my OB a visit to really confirm. But the pregnancy test kit guarantees 100% accuracy in the result. Yehey!!!

Feeling the Pinch

2008-06-18T12:07:00.007+08:00

I used to enjoy doing the grocery but lately when all the prices of commodities are soaring high, the grocery is one place I dreaded the most. On my latest trip to the grocery, I only had few items in my grocery bag with a receipt of one thousand pesos plus plus. These are what I got in my bag: a kilo of purefoods hotdog, a small bottle cooking oil, 6 pieces burger patties, 6 pieces burger bun, a bottle of rubbing alcohol (biggest size), a pack of biscuits, a kilo of powdered orange juice, sandwich bags, bottle of 250ml shampoo and a tube of 250ml conditioner. Geezz, I didn’t even get to buy the basic commodity like meat, fish and rice.

My lola would often tell me stories about how things are simple and inexpensive back in her time. She has a lot of things in her possession that are really cheap. Imagine an original painting of a famous artist displayed at her dinning room which costs only 35 cents and her pair of bakya slippers which she still uses until now for only 1 cent. My lola would tell me that their life may be simple back then but they have the abundance of mother nature’s produce.

Gone are the days when almost all household would stack one sack of rice in a month. Gone are the days when a regular household can afford and cook special meals. It’s just horrifying to see almost all prices gone up. Though some can still afford to splurge from time to time, my family would start tightening the belts. In this time of crisis, we can’t afford to waste food, water, electricity, gas and money. With the house amortization to commence really soon, I’m starting to feel the financial pinch. Though I try not to stress about it too much coz there’s really nothing I can do to lower down these prices but I have listed down some strategies that might help in small and big ways.

* Cut on unnecessary purchases on material things like clothes, toys, gadgets etc.

* Instead of eating out at some fancy restos during weekends, prepare meals at home for the family to enjoy.

* This I started doing...instead of buying at the office canteen, pack up lunch and/or snacks to work. It’s good that we have a microwave oven at work.

* Limit use of appliances like television, dvd player, computer, electric iron, electric fan, lights and the fridge (which has to be defrosted every week).

* Yard sale (this will happen prior to the big move)...To clean up the closet and at least have some extra cash for some of my projects in the new house like landscape, new curtains etc.

* Ditch using car and start a trend of riding a bike in going to the office or elsewhere...Why not? We could save on gasoline, minimize pollution and good way to exercise.

I hope the government will also do something about this increase in commodities aside from giving away P500 bucks to less fortunate Filipinos which I think is just a temporary remedy. Why not come up with long term solutions to problems like implement compressed work schedule for some companies and government agencies. This will lessen fuel and electricity consumption.

Well, I'll think of some more creative ideas on how to deal with this pinch and update this list. Feel free to share some...

Double “Surprise” Celebration

2008-06-16T19:10:00.008+08:00

JPL’s birthday surprise

The plan was for Anabelle to meet with JPL and share her marital problems. JPL didn’t have an idea that we’re cooking a surprise birthday for her. We would show up into their meeting place with our gifts in tow. The strategy was really effective as she was really stunned.

Anabelle’s surprise baby shower

Without Anabelle’s knowledge, we also took the opportunity to welcome the little bundle that’s growing inside her tummy for 6 months now. She was also surprised with our gifts and wishes. I find the cake I ordered at Creole really cute.

Though we miss a lot of kaberks during this gathering, it was still fun. We hope to have another round of this gathering hopefully with complete attendance from everyone in the guest list. More random pictures below...

Salute to the Fathers in my Life

2008-06-13T19:53:00.006+08:00

Here's to all the fathers in this world and to the awesome daddies in my life.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!

Dad
Beyond being a husband, you’ve played a great role in being a good dad to Alex. In between being a rock star and being a ~~drug pusher~~ medical representative, you always find ways and time in perfecting that daddy role. I thank you for embracing our little girl with so much love and care. I’m sure that you will always be her idol, her bestfriend (next to me) and the coolest dad in the whole world.

Papsi
I will always be proud of you whether you’re a well-respected human resource manager or the sari-sari store manager. My childhood may not be that perfect but it has been a happy one despite the occasional spanking and scolding from you. Albeit stern in your manner of discipline with your girls (including myself), I think your message has been delivered and accepted pretty well. We are what we are because of you…God-fearing, well-mannered and smart offspring.

Daddy
Thank you for welcoming me into your wonderful and unique family. From the very start, I always feel accepted and at home. Though we don’t talk that much, I will always be grateful for all the support and kind gestures you have afforded our little family. You will always be that “wonderwall” we could always rely on.

Big Move Postponed

2008-06-06T22:41:00.006+08:00

So the big move will have to happen in August. I would have wanted to move as soon as we get our permit to occupy (PTO) from the developer but hubby insists working on with the house interiors first before we finally move. He doesn’t want to transfer with carpenters around working on the tiles, cabinets or the kitchen. He already asked his architect friend to look at the house and the plan will be complete by this month. We’re actually very excited.

I felt relieved, more of jumping with joy especially that Alex will have to spend two more months in her old school. At least that will solve my dilemma for a while and Alex will have the chance to say goodbye to her close friends in school. Today, we dropped by her school to finally sign her up. To our surprise, we saw the huge banner (more like a little billboard) of their school with her face in it together with two of her friends – Hera and Jazz (partly hidden). I was so proud to see my little girl in the banner… I mean, who wouldn’t? Of all the kids enrolled in their school, only three of them were chosen to be in that ad.

Anyway, I can’t help but let Alex pose in front of the banner/billboard.

That's ME in the center.

The little girl was also proud to see her face in that billboard. But I hope the fame doesn't gets into her head...feeling sikat na gyud ang bata. Haha!

Anyway, we’re now excited to go shopping for her school stuff. Essentially, it’s just her school shoes and some new socks since they will start wearing their uniform on the first day of school. The kids will also be provided with a uniform school bag which is part of the initial fees we paid. I guess there’s no need to buy a new bag for her. But we’ll see…maybe the little girl might ask for a new one when we get to the mall.

Period of Uncertainty

2008-05-30T12:36:00.007+08:00

Since we’re moving to Mactan Island pretty soon, I am on a quest in finding a new school for Alex. I’ve been asking friends who live in the island for recommendations as I’m not really familiar with Mactan. I’ve been calling several schools and not one of them passes my standards. Well, not that my standards are that high. I want to enroll my daughter in a school where learning is fun. Until now, I remain undecided considering that we haven’t received a final word from our developer as to when we could move in. We’re looking at middle of June but it’s still tentative. Now that school opening is fast approaching, I am feeling the pressure especially that my daughter has been bugging me to buy some school stuff whenever we drop by the mall. Most schools have limited slots for their students, I’m afraid Alex might not get a slot. I also don’t want to enroll her to her previous school coz what if we’ll move anytime and the school is really far from our new abode. On the other hand, I have doubts enrolling her to one of the schools in Mactan because of the uncertainty of our move-in date.

I have been very comfortable with the system at Kids’ – her previous school. It’s a combination of Montessori and normal teaching method. One thing I like about the school is that they provide an avenue for children to learn and at the same time have fun. They also cook up various activities which also involves the parents and even the yayas. I always look forward to their annual tour, annual play, yaya seminar, family day and a lot more fun-filled activities. For the last two years that Alex enrolled at Kids’, she has remarkably improved in many ways. I was even shocked but mighty proud because Kid’s made her appear in one of their ads. I told my friend from Kids’ that it’s really sayang. I would have wanted her to stay and even graduate pre-school at Kids’ but changes are inevitable so we just have to make some little adjustments and a few sacrifices. Anyhow, let me share my daughter’s ~~first~~ print ad (well it’s actually her second since she already appeared here). 'Tis another stagemum moment eh!

It's Raining Blog Badges

2008-05-29T19:56:00.012+08:00

Thanks Feng, for these badges.

It's really my first time to receive these badges and it's simply amazing and heartwarming.

Sometimes, no words could best describe how we feel for all the people who touch our lives in many different ways. So, allow these badges to get through your hearts and minds.

I wish to share these to all my friends in my blogroll as well as my multiply contacts.

Chronicles of the Weekend That Was

2008-05-26T19:27:00.007+08:00

Saturday

Saturday has always been my favorite day of the week. It's a day when I cook a "real meal" for my family. Real meal means no deep fried stuff. I went to the wet market as early as 6am to buy the freshest meat and cheap seasoning and spices. The wet market by the way is just a few steps from our apartment. I already planned to cook my own version of "humba" with hard-boiled egg and chunks of pineapple. Here's the result....

my humba pampabata

Aside from not having to report to work on a Saturday, it’s also officially declared as Alex’ Day. Alex gets to choose what she wants to do or where she wants to go. But not for this day though since I already arranged with our company doctor to have her flu shot...finally after several postponements. The rainy season has arrived earlier and I have to build some kind of shield for her from fever, colds and all those rain-related sickness.

So, off we went to Velez Hospital to meet Dr. Berdin. There was no trace of fear whatsoever in her face. She didn’t even cringe when the needle touched her skin. For the bravery, we treated her to a “walking animal” ride at SM. It was fun. I even got the chance to ride with her.

Matetch with Alex

After almost four hours of just strolling around SM, we daringly walk under the drizzle to ride a jeepney to Mabolo Parish Church. My sisters and I agreed to pay our last visit and respect to Madam Telay - our former high school English teacher who died of cardiac arrest. In one way or another, Madam Telay has touched our lives and she has been instrumental in what we have become now. She was the teacher with a loudest laughter and the biggest heart. Since Alex went with us, I was having a tough time answering her questions about death and dying. She was asking why my teacher died and why she looks that way. I just told her Madam Telay’s heart just stops beating then I let her feel her own heart. Then she asked again why the heart stops beating….the never-ending why’s! I just reasoned that it’s because she always eats pork, burger, fried chicken, French fries and all the fatty food. She became silent…seems like in deep thought because we just had a bucket of chicken at KFC for dinner. Haha!

Sunday

I’ve had the longest sleep ever. Maybe one of the reasons why I slept that long since Alex wasn't home. She was invited by my sisters to an event in their dorm. The nuns in their dormitory are fond of Alex and everytime they have an event or occasion, Alex is always in the guestlist. Anyway, I woke up at 7am then went back to sleep at 8am. I slept for almost ten hours and woke up with a migraine. I took a quick bath and dressed up to attend the last mass at Sto. Rosario Church. We arrived mid-way and weren’t able to hear the Gospel… blame it on hubby’s dilly-dallying. We spent the rest of the evening watching the replay of American Idol on QTV since our dvd player is still in the ICU (read: service center) for repair.

bored?

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That’s about it. It’s Tuesday and the big boss is in town. Hope everything will be pretty smooth while he’s here. No grumpy days please!

Bonding with Old Friends

2008-05-19T12:40:00.008+08:00

I was super excited when Cathy texted me last Monday informing that she’s back from Algeria and inviting me and Alvie for lunch. The last time we hang out was during the baptism of her second son, Michael. Since we graduated college, a lot has changed and we have gone separate ways and finding each other’s niche in the community. There were times when we have lost touch for some reason but God will always find ways of bringing us together. And thanks to Friendster for somehow allowing us to get updates from each other’s lives from time to time. Cathy, Alvie and I have decided to settle in Cebu. It’s just a small city yet we seldom see each other maybe because of some priorities such as careers and family. However, we make it a point to at least bond especially during special occasions.

So, when we finally met last Saturday, it was one of those rare moments and it really felt like the old times. It was fun catching up on each other’s lives and sharing notes about parenting, motherhood, wifey stuff (like sex…of course not every detail of it haha) and our children. I even joked that we used to talk about thesis and school stuff but now, it's a different level. Then we go down memory lane reminiscing our college adventures and misadventures. Then we talked about those who were absent --- Cecil and Beth who are now based in Singapore and Dubai respectively.

In many ways, I realized that we have grown leaps and bounds. We now have a more mature outlook in life and our responsibilities have become complex. But one thing that never really changed…it’s the friendship that we have nurtured all these years despite the distance, despite time, despite the many changes in our lives.

Some living proofs of the many changes...no less than the kids.

Gabriel (Cathy's eldest) and my Alex

tabaching-ching Michael (Cathy's second)

If there’s one thing in my life that I am always grateful about, that would be having met these girls and sharing a part of my life with them. I look forward to some bonding moments in the future and our upcoming reunion sometime November, December or January. Hopefully, by that time the five of us will all be present.

Work Dress Code

2008-05-14T19:19:00.003+08:00

You’re not supposed to judge people with the way they dress up but HALER!...the office is not a runway nor a night club nor the beach. Notwithstanding the fact that employees are allowed to wear casual attire and that there’s no strict dress code being followed… STILL wearing slutty attire in the office with belly buttons, coin slots (read: crack in the ass) and legs being displayed is completely mind-boggling to the delight of our male colleagues. Yes, we may be wearing slippers inside the work stations but it doesn’t follow that we should also wear our “pang-balay” or “pang-beach” to go with it. In my opinion, no matter how lenient this company is when it comes to dress code, it is but proper to define what is appropriate and what is not especially to the newbies who are often seen wearing "inappropriately". In the absence of a written policy, people tend to have their own definition and interpretation. I know this will be one lengthy and bloody discussion taking into consideration cultural diversity within our midst. But then again, it boils down to personal preferences when it comes to fashion or simply our manner of dressing. If one enjoys the attention while clad in a very skimpy short or skirt or a tube top to work, then by all means wear it. Just be prepared of the consequences that go with wearing indecent clothes --- raised eye-brows, a few side comments and lusty looks from the male employees. As for me, I still go for what’s appropriate and decent in my choices of work clothes.

Nelly

2008-05-12T19:37:00.014+08:00

Meet Nelly.

She is the newest addition to the family. Alex claims that she’s her baby sister.

She sleeps in our bed squeezing her tiny body beside her Ate Alex.

She stays at the backseat of the car on the way to the mall.

She sits at the dinning table during breakfast.

She even tags along during our pre-Mother’s Day night out.

She also gets some cuddles from my sisters.

But no matter how Alex pushes me to love and accept her, I really can’t.

Because to me, Nelly is just a pink rag doll.

She does not interact. She does not move. She just stays in one corner until Alex picks her up to play. She doesn’t say “mommy” and does not respond when you call her name.

Looking at Alex, she seems to be drawn closer to Nelly. Is it really possible to love a lifeless being such as Nelly?

I guess, what’s wonderful about being a child is that you have the capability to love something or someone unconditionally. I’m pretty sure that when the time comes that Alex will become a real big sister; she will be a loving and caring one. I wish that time will come real soon.

Motherhood

2008-05-09T14:22:00.004+08:00

I am one of those women who were forced into motherhood unprepared. I was only 23 years old and was climbing my way up the corporate ladder enjoying the single and nonchalant life. Then all of a sudden…boom…the plus sign. The sight of a “positive sign” made me really really scared. Never did I imagine becoming a mother that early. I wasn’t geared up for the responsibility that goes with motherhood. I was chasing my dreams. I’ve got plans to pursue, roads to travel, journeys to embark and motherhood is far from what I really wish for at that time.

Despite the fact that I was already engaged to my then boyfriend, the social stigma that comes with pre-marital pregnancy is inevitable. Some of my older officemates mock me and I couldn’t forget one manager who despised me because of my predicament. She questioned my moral values especially so that I belong to the HR team who ought to be role models to our employees. I don’t even have the nerve to tell my parents that I am pregnant for I know they will hate me too. It was only after my wedding that they learned I was 4 months pregnant. There’s nothing they could do but embrace me and my new family.

However, despite the mockery and shame, I made a decision of being a mother. I went through an uncertain path to motherhood and married life all at the same time with so much faith in God. The good thing about it is that while I was going through that phase, Earl never left me. I know that he too was hesitant in taking the same path as I was but he never hold back. Looking back, I felt that I really made the right choice. If I were to repeat that chapter in my life all over again, I wouldn’t want it any other way. No amount of money or achievement could ever replace the joys of being a mother. Waking up every morning to the soft kisses and tight hugs from your daughter is priceless. Hearing “i love you” out of the blue from your little one is something I wouldn’t trade for the world. And it’s such a blessing to be given this chance to bear and nurture a child of your own coz not all women have the opportunity being a mother.

I cannot say that motherhood will be a painless journey to take. There will always be the sleepless nights, trips to the hospital or doctor, drama and dilemma over boys, some disappointments, little and big sacrifices to make for the sake of your child. But there’s one thing I am sure about…it’s the countless moments of bliss and so much love shared with your child.

So to all mothers, mommies, mamas, nanays, mamsis, mamitas, inays and ermats in the world…

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

Bitching is actually not my game...

2008-05-02T23:16:00.006+08:00

Or is it?

When taxi drivers overcharge me for a route I take everyday, I complain and insist on paying my usual charge. Is that bitching?

When an officemate constantly keeps the office shuttle and its passengers waiting and remarks that those waiting shouldn’t complain blah blah. Is it bitching when you call her attention?

While doing your work and this maintenance guy stands in-front of you, stares at you, looks at what you’re doing then says “puwede magpa-load mam?” You look at him with eyebrows raised…now, that’s bitching!

There are times when I can’t contain my bluntness and my looks reflect so much about my emotions. If looks could kill, I could have killed that maintenance guy a long time ago. There are people who really get into my nerves and could be very irritating. They are always the receiving end of my wrath. At home, I’m as meek as a lamb but in the office, I could be brutally frank and aloof. It all depends on the people I deal with. If they're nice, I could be a darling. But people who thinks and acts as if the world evolves around them are not my favorite people. In fact, I despise them and as much as possible, I stay away from them. I’m not one who lambastes at an individual without any reason at all. I could be a bitch for the appropriate reasons and persons.

That's basically...ME!

Disturbing...Sick...Evil

2008-04-29T23:18:00.003+08:00

Oh my God!!!

This news is indeed very disturbing. I was having chills while reading the entire story at http://www.cnn.com/.

"AMSTETTEN, Austria (CNN) -- DNA tests have confirmed that Josef Fritzl
fathered six children with his daughter, whom he kept imprisoned under his home
for 24 years, police in Austria said Tuesday.

Authorities have said that a seventh child, also apparently fathered by
Fritzl, died shortly after birth.

A police spokesman also said authorities believed it was "improbable" that
Fritzl was hiding other people in another location.

The 73-year-old appeared in court Tuesday as Austrians struggled to come to
terms with its second horrific abduction case in two years.
The retired
electrical engineer faces a possible 15 years in prison if charged and convicted
of rape." http://www.cnn.com/

Shocking and very disturbing. How could a father do this to his daughter? I mean, keeping her in captive for 24 years and continuously raping her and even became the father of her 7 children. So sick. So evil. I just wish he'll rot in jail...in hell.

Tribute to the Boss(es)

2008-04-27T19:56:00.011+08:00

Did you ever know that you're my hero,

and ev'rything I would like to be?

I can fly higher than an eagle,

'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

~ Bette Midler ~

Call it luck but in my life, I've been really blessed with two amazing lady bosses. They have been very instrumental for whatever I have become now. With that, I will always be thankful to these two women for shaping me into somebody, for pushing me to the limits and for bringing out the best in me. And for all the executives and bosses behind the secretaries and admin professionals... THANK YOU!!!

Here's sharing some photos during last Friday's tribute to our bosses @ City Sports Club...More photos HERE.

secretaries turned executives (except me)...left to right Mam Fili, JPL, moi, Ms. O and Ms. Veradrama ang beauty

ladies in black and blue

newbies

The Slumber Party (PASAP way)

2008-04-24T10:17:00.011+08:00

Imagine 36 (plus) secretaries and admin professionals in their pajamies and fluffy slippers crammed in an air-conditioned room filled with throw pillows, mattresses, scented candles, food and drinks. Plus 7 masseuses with hands (and even feet) ready to offer a soothing and relaxing body and foot massage. Plus a casual and very intimate program prepared by the committee. Plus lots of prizes and giveaways.

What do you expect?

A night of never-ending fun, laughter and cam-whoring.

Last night’s Secretaries’ Nite at Park Tower 1 Social Hall was one of the best SEC nite’s I’ve attended so far. In every inch, the Slumber Party also popularly known as Pajama Party was a very unique idea and it was the first for PASAP. It was a well-deserved retreat from the stress in the office and from a difficult boss to some. We simply sprawl there in one of the mattresses and shove chips, pizza and chicken lollies into our hungry mouths. You can hear a little chit-chat on the side and silly jokes being cracked. It was just unfortunate that I had my period and that I was not allowed to have a massage. Whatever the reason for not having a massage when you have your period, I really don’t know. It has something to do with our pores open whatever. But I’m just happy to see most of the ladies getting their massage --- nobody needed it more than them. And the pajamies and slippers were excellent substitute to our corporate suits and stilettos…more of a relief if you would call it.

I was also having fun taking pictures of us and with my fellow PASERs posing like “spa models”. At the end of the night, we declared the “Slumber Queen” and “Social Butterfly” which deservingly went to Mam Edna and Mam Tessie respectively.

Maybe some may not realize it, but despite the usual bickering and the differences, I think we have nurtured a kind of friendship that goes beyond our role as members of one association.

More pictures here.

To Stay or Go

2008-04-23T07:50:00.003+08:00

A common friend of hubby and me who now works as a SPED teacher in New Orleans asked me if I have plans taking up SPED course and eventually go abroad. It’s something that I personally want to do. But whenever that topic pops up, it would always lead into an argument with the hubs. He was flabbergasted of the idea and was accusing me of not having concern for this family and prioritizing money over him and my daughter. He was also narrating stories of broken homes and infidelity of spouses either those working abroad or those being left behind. I rest my case. His reasons were valid. He just couldn’t leave their family business considering that he’s next in line to manage it. I don’t want to push the issue. So, I told our friend Aloi that we’re staying and if chance permits, we’ll just pay him a visit sometime soon. Of course, that would be next to impossible.

We leave our country for so many reasons. Why do I want to leave this country in the first place? I’m not ashamed to say that it’s all because of money… money to build my dream house, to buy my dream car, to travel the world, to be able to provide the basic needs and wants of my family. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t worship money nor does my world evolve on money. But sometimes, when you’ve experienced how it is to be deprived financially, you’ll definitely understand where I’m coming at. Yes, I may be earning more than enough to achieve all of those but as to when, I really don’t know. I have lots of dreams for my family --- not just my immediate family but my parents and siblings as well. I want to provide them with a life where they don’t have to worry about where to get tuition fee payments for my sibs, where to get money for food, where to get money to pay the bills etc. And I'm pretty fed up with the way our leaders run this country. The poor become poorer and the rich richer. We pay our taxes yet there's not much improvement in our system and infrastructure. I'm just tired period.

But with such indifference from my husband, I guess I’m bound to stay. Working abroad could be a temporary solution to our financial distress but I don’t want to sacrifice my relationship with my husband and daughter over money. Good thing that I decided to open up to him prior to really taking the course.

Hola Espańa

2008-04-22T12:14:00.009+08:00

After visiting some pillars of the Philippine Association of Secretaries & Admin Professionals, we treated ourselves to a hearty lunch at Hola Espańa. It was actually my first time to visit the place and I was clueless of what to order. My taste for Spanish or Mexican food is limited to arroz caldo, lengua, estofado, paella, chimichangas or pizza. I just settled for spaghetti carbonara since I was having lbm at that very moment. But the carbonara was a bad idea as I have to run to the restroom just as we were about to leave. I just made some excuses that I was changing sanitary naps since I was in the toilet for so long relieving myself. Well, part of it is true but that's another sordid story that I won't share any further.

The resto is a quaint little place with very Spanish and Mexican interior. The waiters look like bull fighters sans the hat and cape while the waitresses look like flamenco dancers. And they were really very polite. Though I only tried the carbonara and gambas, I bet everything on their menu tastes really good. If you want a taste of Spain and Mexico, check out the place...it's located in Banilad Road going to Ma. Luisa...just a stone's throw away from Gustavian.

Upon stepping out of the place, it's good to hear their crew saying gracias altogether. We cant' help answering back de nada.

Despite the lbm, I've managed to take a few photos of the place.

Children Portraits

2008-04-20T19:09:00.012+08:00

Children are always fascinating subjects for photography. Call it subliminal dream but I guess I always wanted to be a photographer for children just like the world renowned Anne Geddes. Just children. I always wanted to capture that carefree and colorful life of a child . And it's something we can totally relate because for once in our life, we were a child, a kid.

So, here are the novice attempt at capturing the beautiful life of a child using an ordinary point and shoot digital camera.

More to come...

Adulthood...Its Perks & Drawbacks

2008-04-16T11:56:00.017+08:00

"Remember when you were a kid and your biggest worry was like, if you'd get a bike on your birthday or if you'd eat cookies for breakfast? Being an adult...totally overrated. I mean seriously, don't be fooled by all the hot shoes and great sex and the no parents anywhere telling you what to do. Adulthood is responsibility. Responsibility...it really does suck. Really, really sucks. Adults have to be places and do things and earn a living and pay the rent, and if you're training to be a surgeon, holding a human heart in your hands...Hello, talk about responsibility. Kinda' makes bikes and cookies look really really good, doesn't it? The scariest part about responsibility? When you screw up and let it slip right through your fingers."

~ Dr. Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy ~

Grey's Anatomy's keeping me company of what's left in my too little ME-time. The first time I saw the first few episodes, I got hooked and try to sneak in the disc despite my daughter's clamor for her Dora or Barney or Blues Clues dvd to be played. I'm still catching up on some episodes though but it's now my favorite series. Talk about adulthood....there's been totally a lot of stuff that's on my plate that's eating most of my time. I feel like there are too many things to do yet too little time. I envy my daughter. She has the entire day watching her favorite cartoon shows and movies, drawing and painting, singing and dancing, eating and sleeping and messing up the house without having to worry about stuff most adults fret about --- responsibilities, money, bills, mortgages, utilities, careers and life as an adult. But you see, as we grow older and wiser, we are always faced with bigger responsibilities that are sometimes bigger than us, bigger that what we could have imagined. I always long for the carefree life of a child with nothing on my mind except school, food and play. My daughter asked me this morning, "Mommy, why do you go to work?". It's the first time that she asked me that question so I was bit shock albeit amused. But I answered anyway, "Mommy has to go to work so I could buy your milk and toys, send you to school and that we could eat what we want to eat, go to Timezone every weekend, pay for our new house, decorate your room".

Yeah, I totally agree with Meredith, adulthood really sucks!

And did I ever mention that I envy this kid?

banging the cymbals like a pro

drum lessons with the shirtless instructor...of course, no less than the daddy

the future rock-chick with a messy hair

PMN FAMPICS: Ain't that heavy?

2008-04-08T12:20:00.005+08:00

We may not know it but a woman's purse or bag could pass for a gym weight.

Take this bag for example.

* Wallet with coins and assorted cards = 2 lbs

* Digicam with accessories= 5 lbs

* Cellphone and charger = 3 lbs

* Kikay kit = 6 lbs

* Organizer = 3 lbs

* Perfume, shades, fan, cardholder = 2 lbs

* Various documents (bills etc.) = 1 lbs

* Not to mention our kid's extra shirt, towels, toiletries, milk, feeding bottles, coloring books, crayons, gameboy, little toys, candies, crackers, baby powder and cologne when going to church or the mall = 18 lbs

That's a total of 40 lbs or 18 kilos you got there on your shoulder. If you come to think of it, carrying this heavy bag is like going to the gym. You just have to switch from one arm to the other to create balance. Ain't that heavy?

This is my entry to this month's PMN FamPics theme: HEAVY.

Check out more entries here.

Beware

2008-04-08T12:01:00.003+08:00

Beware of this woman who claims to be a rich balikbayan and brags about having a car and staying in a posh hotel. Her modus operandi is that she'll borrow something from you - expensive items or cash. Of course, after making you believe that she's well-off, you will find yourself giving her what she's asking for. Then she disappears without a trace. She goes by the name Giselle but uses other names such as Charli.

Hubby's encounter with her started when they accidentally bumped into each other in Ayala last week. They were classmates in elementary. After a little "kumustahan" and exchange of numbers, they went on their separate ways. She was bragging about her riches and all and shared her intent of buying a house and lot in near the beach. So, hubby referred her to our broker who eventually made her checked a twenty-million peso fully furnished house in Mactan. Our broker was made to believe that she's really buying the house and take note - on spot cash ha! In the process of checking the house, she borrowed a lot of stuff from the owner and even from our broker. She borrowed a digicam, cellphone, two thousand five hundred pesos and another one thousand pesos. After getting all the items, she talked it out with them and made many excuses which they really believed. The day ends and she was gone and never answered any of our broker's phonecalls. Our broker suspected that hubby was involved since he was the one who referred Giselle to him. Hubby, oblivious of Giselle's personality and history, investigated further and discovered that Giselle was a notorious swindler. She was once imprisoned because she was involved in a swindling activity. Friday night, they were able to trace her whereabouts and was able to retrieve the items but not the cash. As expected, she was making a lot of excuses and alibis. The bad thing though was that they weren't able to contact the police during the entrapment. Thus, this woman is still out there just waiting for her next victim.

3rd Year Blog Birthday

2008-03-29T21:57:00.006+08:00

Three years ago today, I wrote my first ever post in this blog. I was a novice blogger back then. I don't know how to post pictures nor create links. And my writing sucks. I couldn't string words perfectly and create such beautifully written posts in the likes of jet david, sassylawyer, noemi dado, pammy or the paredes.

While browsing through my archive, I am amazed at the number of posts I wrote since 2005 from the mundane of things to the extraordinary and sensible ones. Last year, my PC got busted but that never stop me from doing what I love to do. There's always the nearby internet cafe' to run to if you feel the itch to rant over a bad day in the office or brag about your kid's milestone. I may not have a massive blog audience but I am always thrilled to see a comment or two on every post or if there's any movement in my hit counter. I also met strangers in the blogosphere who eventually became my friends and whose blogs continue to inspire me to continue this passion. Yea, during the past years, blogging started out as a hobby but later on turned into a passion. I keep on saying this in the past that blogging is some sort of a therapy, something that eases the heavy heart or cures the wounded soul. Hhhmmm. Deep.

It's been three years and I'm still here beaming with enthusiasm everytime an idea or subject pops out of my mind. It's something that I would love doing everyday of my life if given the chance. I'm still far from being perfect and I don't claim being an expert in blogging. But www.alessaundrei.blogspot.com/ will continue to linger while I'm still here and of course if blogspot continue to exist. And there's always that dream of having my own domain someday.

BLOG!!!

glitter-graphics.com

Ink-ed for Life

2008-03-29T21:24:00.008+08:00

There has been a lot of misconceptions about people with tattoo and they are often conceived as drug addicts, drunkard or worst, ex-convicts. Maybe some are but definitely not everybody. Hubby has 3 tattoos - two on both legs and one at his back. I have nothing against it, it's his skin anyway. As long as I don't have to pitch in the pain and expense, I'm cool with it.

Ink For Life Tattoo Studio

This afternoon, hubby had his back tattoo pimped at Ink For Life. My daughter's second name in Old English font has been permanently etched in his back. He had the ink darken and added a ripped off design. The tattoo artist did a superb job and it was a good deal at PhP9,000 for the entire package with 4 sessions. Other tattoo studios in town would charge you almost PhP 20K for a tattoo that big. It was his second session already he's planning to add more designs in the remaining sessions. Another good thing about IFL is that they don't ask you to pay the package one time.

the tattoo artist getting busy

So, why get a tattoo? Is it for vanity or just showing off? Is it really worth the pain? Hubby says he appreciates the art that goes with it. After getting one, he just can't stop and wanted more that's why he already got three tats and perhaps a few more. I've been meaning to get one ala Edward Cole (Jack Nicholson) in The Bucket List maybe a little tat on my middle finger - a cherry blossom or a star maybe that would look like a ring. Hubby said, he'll try to negotiate with the artist to have mine for free. I think I have high tolerance to pain. I was practicing by pricking my fingers with a needle just to see how it feels. I guess I can manage.

after three hours...this is still unfinished

Move Up Day (Year 2)

2008-03-28T17:05:00.009+08:00

Another school year is over for my little girl and next year she’ll be moving up to the next level which is PG – 5. Two more school years and she’ll be in big school already. I can’t wait to see her climb up the academic ladder but a part of me still wants her to be that tiny little tot who is still struggling to master the ABC. Today was her move up day. It was kinda’ late compared to most pre-schools which ended the school year before Holy Week. The move up was just a short ceremony compared to last year where they had a “playlet” if you call it. The PG-6 also had their graduation ceremony while the kids from the lower level received their respective awards. Alex received the “Young Commentator Award”. As described, the Young Commentator never runs out of things to say about people, events and situations. Voluntarily this child always expresses opinions openly.

I think the award given to Alex was well-deserved. Even at home, she has her take on things like the movie she’s watching or what the DJ is saying on the radio and so many “why’s” in the world which I find unusual or maybe it’s NOT unusual with the kind of kids nowadays. I find her growing up too fast. Aside from the physical growth, her mental skills have developed leaps and bounds. I am amazed with her ability to read short words with single vowel and she already knows how to tell the time – not through the digital clock but the regular clock with numbers. She can also do things on her own and can be trusted on some little household chores like sweeping the floor or organizing her toys and dvds or bringing you stuff from the fridge.

Okay, I could go on and on with her many achievements. In a nutshell, she has come a long way as a pre-schooler. Now going back to the move up earlier today, I had a hard time taking pictures as we were not allowed to go near the stage during the entire ceremony. I was a bit upset because Alex prefers to have her picture taken with her friends rather than me. Yeah, call me a jealous and overly-sensitive mom. I have to rush for work so I dropped them off (my sister, the yaya and Alex) to Ayala for a quick bite at McDonalds – a simple treat for the little girl.

Here are a few of the shots I took.

getting ready to receive the award

Young Commentator Awardeeshowing off their awards (Alex, Jazz and Kathleen)saying goodbye for now...Alex with a few of her school buddies

my sister anne with jazz and alex

Part One: CDO Adventure 2008

2008-03-23T22:13:00.020+08:00

Growing up in the province has exposed me to the laid back and slow-mo life. I always love the tranquility that the province has to offer with the beauty of Mother Nature right in your fingertips. This year's trip to Cagayan de Oro City was an escape from the hussle and bussle of Cebu city life. Though CDO is a city in itself, it is far from being highly urbanized and industrialized compared to Manila or Cebu. Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean it in a negative way though. The entire province still boasts of lush greenery, panoramic view of the mountains, and clean air.

We were told that our itinerary for this year would include a trip to the beach. I'm quite relieved because I have always love the beach may it be white sandy ones or the gray or rocky beaches. Black Saturday came, we pack up our things and drove more than 120 kilometers east of Cagayan de Oro City.

I'll be posting several pictures and will just put some captions. I'm too tired to compose a story that long about our adventures. Just let the pictures speak for themselves.

first off...the captain of the ship
passing through blind curves and always meet this sign
and this too
we don't wanna miss this

seriously, you think the criminals in this town will take their police seriously?
first pit stop...for lunch
while waiting for the food to be served, we practiced our "sniper" skills with their shooting range

we were also entertained by this cute little fellow

finally...Duka Bay Resort
this sure looks fun...getting ready to "snorkeeel"

i swear, it's a beautiful world down there.
this kid had a blast and this surfer is waiting for the big waves to come...they never came!

and when the sun sets along with the aching sunburn, we called it a day.

You can view more pictures here.

Topless

2008-03-20T23:01:00.004+08:00

Nope.

It's not what you're thinking.

Just because it's summer, you have all the reasons to go topless.

Why not?

Hahaha...got you there!

These are Topless Sandals given to us by Ate Leonor.

It's really comfy you wouldn't even know you're wearing a slipper and it's perfect for summer.

Check out how it works and see other designs here.

Tara Na, Biyahe Tayo!

2008-03-20T22:17:00.006+08:00

" A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving."

- Lao Tzu -

(taken at CDO port)

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Reached Cagayan de Oro safe and sound after all the chaos we encountered at the port. What do you expect, it's the travel season. Good thing, me and Alex have less baggage since hubby, who went ahead with us, already brought most of our things. I just wish you all a very peaceful and meaningful Holy Week with your family and loved ones.

My Sacrifice

2008-03-17T12:28:00.011+08:00

Yesterday, Palm Sunday marks the start of "Semana Santa". For the Roman Catholic, it is the time to commemorate the passion and death of Christ. For others, the week spells VACATION and that includes a trip to the water may it be beach, pool, river or whatever. When I was a kid, I spent my Holy Week with my Lola Claudia. The religious that she is, semana santa for her is a time for sacrifice. I remember joining the way of the cross with her barefoot passing through uncemented and rocky roads of her little town. I had huge blisters and cuts on my feet after. That was for her our sacrifice and she would sermon that it's nothing compared to what Jesus Christ went through on the road to Calvary.

I couldn't remember the last time I did the "Via Crusis". The last three years, our Lent has been spent in Bantayan Island, Cagayan de Oro or home. So, last Saturday along with the scorching heat of the sun and the steep climb up, I joined my fellow PASERs to Tabor Hills for what I call "my little sacrifice". It's the first time I've been there and in fact, I never heard of it not until last Saturday. I was told that the place is a big hit especially during the Lent Season where a lot of people visit the place to do the Station of the Cross.

I don't really consider myself a devout Catholic but I do believe in Him and never miss my Sunday obligation. I joined last Saturday's ordeal because it is my way of being with the Lord. I know sometimes with the fast paced living and with a lot of distractions around me, I often ignore His presence in my life. Tabor Hill is also a perfect place for reflection though the summer heat was really unbearable I almost fainted. Good thing, we have enough supply of food and water.

Before you all hit the beach, climb up Tabor Hill and be aware of God's presence in your midst. Though tired, I actually felt light after.

Let me share to you some of the photos I took of the place.

feeling really tired

Because I Care

2008-03-14T23:58:00.000+08:00

I grew up in a culture where repaying your elders for all their sacrifices is such a big deal. There’s no written agreement but it has been observed from generation to generation in my family. The tradition has been, my parents send me off to school and pay for everything then when I finish school and find a job, it’s payback time. A portion of my salary goes to them or to my siblings. I can’t complain but sometimes I waddle from self-pity to resentment especially when there are things I wanted to buy for myself or my immediate family yet cannot because the college tuition fees of my two sisters are already due.

Hubby’s parents are different. During the first few years of my marriage, I got into some disagreement with him over this so-called financial support given to my parents. He cannot understand the fact that I just can’t turn my back from my parents. However, later on, we’ve come to terms about how to deal with the issue.

Then I stumble upon this blog through Sassylawyer.

Your parents are responsible for raising you. You are not responsible for them. Although it’s honorable to make sure your parents have a good life, don’t do it out of guilt.

It sure hit me smack right within. While it’s true that parents are supposed to take care of their children and not the other way around, I still go on a guilt trip every time my parents would tell me the hardships they’ve been through. Papa has retired when I entered college and Mama’s meager income as hospital employee cannot cope with their daily needs. The modest revenue we get from my father’s piece of copra land and rice field is also not enough to send 2 college and 1 high school siblings to school so my parents would turn to me and my sister for a little support. I also can’t see myself living my life in luxury while my parents live in misery with nary a food on the table. No matter what happens, they are my parents, blood of my blood and nothing could ever change that. Maybe it’s not the tradition that compels us to support our parents when they age. It’s the circumstances that our parents are into. Had it been that they have silver platter on the table or a fat bank account, I’m sure they would never seek our help. I guess the best way is to snap out of that guilty feeling as what Small Potato suggests and think of it as a noble act.

I know these bits and pieces about my family are too personal to be roving in this blogosphere but I felt relieved. Earlier today, I said some mean things to my parents through text telling them how bitter I was for having to take on the responsibility of sending my siblings to school. It was awful I know but I said sorry. From now on, I will not be bitter anymore and whatever help I will have to extend will be done because I care.

Tough Times

2008-03-14T11:00:00.000+08:00

Thank God it's finally Friday. The week has been a total fiasco both at work and at home.

In the office, we have quite a number of screw ups left and right. I always find myself staring blankly into space and suddenly felt my heartbeat racing madly. I still can't get over the fact that I have hugely marred my performance with that oversight. But if there's one person who makes things a lot easier for us that would be our boss. She's been really nice and considerate despite our inequities. In the corporate world, she really gave meaning to what command responsibility is. She is our shield from whatever negative force that's sucking this company. Kung kinahanglan duphan, duphan gyud niya. And with that I thank her.

Home has been a struggle too. Well, not really my home but my other home. My first home. But I've handled it after some harsh words sent to heaven knows and I'm terribly sorry. I know nobody's to be blame and that if life throws you stone, you just have to embrace it. Who knows one of these stones might be a gem.

I digress.

Now, I'm looking forward to what the weekend has to offer. I hope it's all good. And of course, the family's much awaited vacation in CDO next week is a well-deserved break.

(Posted via mobile phone and Globe GPRS)

My Little Indian Girl

2008-03-10T12:31:00.006+08:00

Call me a stage mum but what the heck...I'm sure most mothers would agree with me that we can't help being one. Allow me to brag a little about my daughter's performance during their school's annual play last Saturday at STC auditorium. It was one of those short plays cooked up by their school entitled "The Sad King". She played one of the girls from India who performed a dance number to make the king happy. As the story goes, they failed to delight the king but the audience was surely wowed by their performance especially that of my daughter who danced with gusto to the beat of the Indian dance. She also looked pretty in her Indian costume...ahhemm, kudos to me for the hair and makeup. Despite the stir I encountered that afternoon which really scared the hell out of me, I have no choice but to be up and about for my daughter's sake. Hubby also had some other plans that afternoon but I'm glad he was able to make it just in time for our daughter's performance. Our little girl was truly amazing and boy did she received quite an attention or should I say "fans" especially from parents who wanted to take a picture of her with their sons. Oh no!

Below are some photos taken during the play...

Hera seems to have forgotten the steps...looking at Alex for cue

now that's better...together this time

Namaste! (from Hera, Alex and Jazz)

with the stage mum
with the dad who is equally proud

This House

2008-03-07T19:54:00.012+08:00

Been eyeing this new subdivision in Consolacion, Cebu. I hope this time, if the budget permits and with a little help from hubby’s dad, we’ll be able to have what we call “our home”. We’ve been renting the last 5 years since we got married and it’s pretty exhausting moving from one house to another. Two years back, we started paying this house in Mactan but decided not to pursue for proximity and financial reasons. It was a hard decision especially that we’re almost halfway in completing the equity dues and the developer just refunded us almost half of what we initially paid for. Earlier today, hubby and I visited the site in Consolacion Valley. The houses look like candy bars from the top view of the valley with different colors and motif each house. The units are ready for occupancy but we just have to pay 30% of the total amount for us to move in. The first time I saw the house in the net, I fell in love with the design and the colors. Seeing and stepping inside the house/s feels like home.

I hope and pray this house is meant for us and that Consolacion Valley will be our little community where my children will grow and build friendships and run around the garden chasing our dog or cats. No more turning back. I mean, I’m ready to give up my whims just for this house. I am willing to eat nothing in the next five years or so just for this house...So help us God.

Our future home and neighborhood... (fingers crossed!)

PMN FamPics: LEARNING

2008-03-03T20:11:00.007+08:00

This month's theme for PMN FamPICS is LEARNING.

Learning doesn't only begin and end in school. As they say, life is a continuous learning experience. Everyday, we learn something new may it be something we read in the paper or a new book perhaps. We also learn from stories and experiences of our friends and even our own. We learn out of our daily journey whether it's a journey to a nearby island or far away land. And in our quest for learning, what really matters is the lessons we gain in the process.

Learning through books

(pose with the books)Learning through friends

(Alex at the center)

Learning through experience

(nature tour bus)

You can view the rest of the LEARNING pics here.

Weddings in February

2008-02-24T17:27:00.011+08:00

We attended two weddings this month. Next to June, I think a lot of couples want to tie the knot during the love month - February. One reason maybe is because this month is simply filled with LOVE and such a romantic month it is.

John & Ellen Lee

The first wedding we attended last Feb. 17 was the wedding of John and Ellen. Both of Chinese decent, their wedding was held at Sacred Heart Parish. It was the first time that I attended a wedding in an airconditioned church (bongga!). John is a good friend of Earl and also one of his business partners of the now defunct Beachroots. Ellen became my friend also and we used to share notes about our relationships. After a rollercoaster relationship and b*tches on the side, I'm glad their relationship finally sealed with a blessing from God.

Kenneth & Tina Mansueto

Don't know much about their relationship but this couple is such a lovely pair. Yesterday, they finally tied the knot after eight years. All I can say is WOW! The wedding was held at the Holy Family Parish in Mandaue and wedding reception was at the Waterfront Hotel in Lahug. They had this classic theme in their wedding banquet with the band playing mostly the couple's favorite love songs. I love that part in their program where Tina sang the song "Thank You, Love" by Jose Mari Chan. Such a very heartwarming song I almost cried...

"I feel like 17 again,

It´s all because of you

Thanks for choosing me from all the rest

Though I´m far from being the best.

Most of all I want to thank you, love, for loving me"

There's something about weddings that simply warms the heart. Even if I was just a mere spectator, I can't help but feel the love that these couples have for each other. And I'm glad that in this age of "live-in, abortion and divorce", these young couples decide to seal their love in front of God and man.

Sisters

2008-02-16T18:22:00.010+08:00

(Quadro Marias -- Matet, Magee, Moi & Maryann)

"Sisterhood is many things. It's warm smile on a cold rainy day, a friendly hug, a cheerful hello...It's all that a good and lasting friendship is, only better. It's treasured. It's sacred. It's knowing that there will always be someone there for you. It's dreams shared and goals achieved. It's counting on others and being counted on. It is real."

Last night, I had one of those moments when I felt that having a sister is a blessing rather than a curse. I had the best talk ever with my sister Magee. No bickering this time. Just talking and laughing about the silly things we did when we were still kids. Yeah, nostalgic indeed. We also talked about serious stuff too like sharing our frustrations about our other sisters who live with us. Being the eldest (me) and the second (Magee) in the brood of five and already working, we were responsible for our other siblings who are still studying. Two of them are still college students at USC. Maryann (3rd sib) is staying with me while Matet (4th sib) is staying with Magee. Both have different personalities and sometimes the pain in our asses. Sometimes we just wished that our parents are here in Cebu coz it's not easy raising grown-ups. But we are designated by our parents to be our sister's keepers so we have to live up to their expectations and that includes being uncool and killjoy sometimes.

Our talk moved into more deeper topics like careers and jobs and goals and plans in the future and her recent goiter operation. It was a heartwarming talk indeed. At 3am, we called it a night (or rather dawn). I hope we have more of these little talks coz sometimes we always find ourselves arguing and bickering like we used to be when we're still kids.

Unforgettable

2008-02-14T12:09:00.009+08:00

We broke up days before Valentines Day and so we never really get the chance to celebrate our first valentines as sweethearts. I still remember that day so vividly. With a heavy heart, I forced myself to get up and go to work. I was telling myself "what the heck, today is just like any other day so move on and get over it...this day will end before you even know it". Nevertheless, I went on with my daily routine. The ride from home to the office seems endless. I was looking at people around me, they look excited and there's a certain glow on their faces. And I feel like the depressed one with bloodshot eyes fresh from a crying marathon. When I reached the office, I immediately devoured the tasks at hand and kept myself busy. It was 8:30 am when our receptionist called my attention saying out loud that a bouquet of flowers has been delivered for me. I noticed heads and necks snooping out of the cubes as it was the first delivery of the day. It was unexpected. I wanted to cry but my officemates were looking at me with eyebrows raised. I knew what's on their mind. They knew our story ---break up and make-up cycle. It was like every month that we broke up and I was always the subject of the office gossips. But I was the hard-headed girl and I just brushed off their side comments.

That night, I wrote these on my journal...

February 14, 2002

"I know this day would be a torture just seeing lovers holding hands, girls receiving bouquet of flowers or balloons, couples on dinner dates. I just wish I'll never have to go to work so I wouldn't witness all these. But I guess I have no choice. I have to face this day like any other ordinary days. I went to work not expecting too much. I just want to close my eyes so I don't see anything. Surprisingly, I received flowers from my ex-boyfriend Earl. He's making it really harder for me. Why is he doing this to me? What is he trying to imply? Well, somehow I survived this day...all alone! Aarrgghhh!"

To date, I still keep the bouquet of flowers he gave me all dried up and still with the note attached to it. (yeah, yeah I am a hopeless romantic like that). I also learned that the flower shop where he bought the flowers closed shop months later. But something new came through after that unforgettable valentines coz we got married six months after. Fast forward to 2008, we now have this critter named Alessaundrei - our daughter.

I hope you all have a romantic and unforgettable Valentines Day today. But don't spend too much and be safe out there. **wink**

Note: Pardon the mushiness but above story is my entry to Noemi Dado's LoveStruck Writing Contest. If you wish to join the contest or just want to read the rest of the lovestruck stories, click here.

On Valentines...On Love

2008-02-12T19:42:00.005+08:00

Tomorrow is Valentines Day.

It may be red-letter day to some lovestruck couples but to me and Earl, it's just an ordinary Thursday. We don't normally celebrate the occasion. I used to make a big fuzz out of it for not going with the flow but times have change and my view on this day has immensely matured.

In my younger years, I used to think that LOVE is all about hugs and kisses and dinner dates and flowers and chocolates and mushy love notes and cheesy text messages and calls and butterflies in my stomach. Now that I have a husband and kid, I view love in a different perspective. More mature this time. More of others rather than myself. More of what I can give than what I will receive. It goes beyond material things and the nauseating feeling of being love; it is doing little sacrifices for your loved ones without any qualms or hesitations or expecting something in return. Like caring for a sick daughter. Like waking up way too early to cook breakfast for your family. Like going out of the way to run errands for your sister. Like taking time to listen to a friend with marital woes. Like sharing financial blessings with your parents. These things we do for love never go out of style...never wither...never causes cavities (like chocolates)...never a tad bit corny. And it's a sure hit to capture the hearts of people we love.

Flowers and balloons may have a way of making our heart skip a bit or leaving us starry-eyed for a while, but what really matters the most is the love we can give not just on Valentines Day but everyday of our lives. And oh, it's not just love but the many things that goes with it --- respect, trust, commitment, honesty, care, humility --- and the list goes on and on.

my everyday valentine

"In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love."

~Mother Teresa~

PMN FamPICS: STRAIGHT

2008-02-04T19:28:00.000+08:00

This month's theme for PMN FamPICS is STRAIGHT.

And my idea of STRAIGHT is...

...the rope that puts together this shell curtain.

at Sutukil in Mactan

...the pathway towards the beach.

pathway at Plantation Bay

...my daughter's long ang straight tresses that she got from my genes.

daughter giving me a hug

...the straight guy for the queer eye.

hubby...standing straight in this pic

**You can check the rest of the FamPICS here.

Weekend at Plantation Bay

2008-02-02T17:02:00.000+08:00

As you read this, I am sitting in front of somebody else's laptop inside the posh room of Plantation Bay Resort & Spa. Yep, you read it right! We spent our first day of the year at the beach and today, we're spending again the 2nd day of February at the beach. Geezz, I'm starting to get used to this regular trip to the beach --- soaking and frolicking. Thanks to my in-laws for inviting us in.

The resort is packed with foreign guests mostly Koreans, Japanese and some Caucasians. So, we're the local tourists trying to fit in hehe. Plantation is considered as one of the classy resorts here in Cebu. The resort is breathtaking but I always see it as a "fake resort" with everything in it made by man. But what's nice about Plantation is that unlike other hotels and resorts, they have this "No Tipping Policy". They don't let their guests give "tips" to their staff which the guests really appreciate very much. You just imagine how expensive their accommodation is and then the guests are like obliged to give tip. It is so much!

Anyhow, I have to document my third visit to the resort as it is not always everyday that we get this chance to visit here. I didn't really take a dip in the water (unsaun na lang atong Mary Kay...way pulos!). It was Alex who really had fun together with her "little" uncle Brandon.

Below are our some of the pics.

I'm back...you can view the rest of the pics here.

The Lighthouse and Me

2008-01-31T12:22:00.000+08:00

I've only seen lighthouses in pictures and in movies but never get the chance to really see them up close. I thought, lighthouses were built just for sightseeing and those who wanted to have a wide view of the sea and ocean. But yesterday, I learned how important a lighthouse is to seafarers and fishermen.

My attempt to take a good photograph of the Parola

I had a great time joining my daughter in their school's annual tour which was in the historical BagacayPoint Tower also known as Parola Watch Tower in Catarman, Liloan Cebu.

"This Lighthouse stands at a towering height of 72 feet in an uphill area
overlooking the splendid Mactan Channel. It sits on an elevated 5,000-sq m government property, 22 km from the main road. The Tower has an active focal plane of 146 feet. The Present tower built in 1908 is white, octagonal and concrete made. The landmark was built in 1904 by virtue of an executive order issued on July 28, 1903 by William Howard Taft, who came to the country in 1900 as president of the Philippine Commission and later appointed US governor general. This light point was originally established in 1857. The Light point flashes white light source at every 5 seconds. For the past 101 years, this white octagonal tower has provided guiding light to mariners, navigators and fishermen from coastal towns in Northern Cebu."(http://www.waypoint.ph/)

Late in the morning, it rained so hard I thought it'll never stop. Good thing the sun came up just as we were about to embark on the journey. The sunny afternoon weather made it really perfect for the nature tour. I never regretted taking the time off though it was also a somewhat birthday leave for me. The view was spectacular I can't help taking pictures of the tower and the view surrounding it. I also climbed and braved the 93 steps going up the tower with my daughter but felt cramps on my leg while descending the staircase.

Alex while going down the stairs

View from the top

Looking at the light house standing so proudly, I felt serenity deep within. Amidst all the noise of children around me, I felt peace just by staring at it and while listening to the sound of the wind. There's a kind of connection between me and the lighthouse. Like the lighthouse, I have a role of giving light to my loved ones and those who might need it.

Alex and Jaz with the lighthouse at the background

More pictures here.

Birthday Girl @ 29

2008-01-30T11:10:00.000+08:00

She is at the stage of her life where she has a full grasp of her destiny. Yes, destiny is indeed at hand. She's married to the most amazing person who puts up with her worst moods, nasty habits and that despite her imperfections embraces her for who she is and for who she's not. She's blessed with the smartest and the most adorable daughter a mother could ever have. She has a family who supports her every decisions and directions in life. She is surrounded with friends who continue to be her wonderwalls and reaches out to her anytime, all the time. She has a career who provides her with opportunities for learning and growth and supports her family's needs.

See? She has the best of everything. With that, let me propose a toast to the birthday girl, the phenomenal woman, the lady behind this blog, alessaundrei's mom, earl's mhalove, achi to sistahs and bro, tata to ma and pa, ate lou to cuzins, miss mha to some, lutz to quite a few, momgoddess...MHALOU!

Cheers!!!

(Photo credits to Greza)

PMN E-Zine

2008-01-29T12:17:00.000+08:00

Allow me to brag a little about my first ever article posted at Pinoymomsnetwork e-zine under Travel Section. At first I was hesitant to submit my article as I am not that confident about my writing skills. Thanks to Raquel for the opportunity and for tweaking my article a little bit to be pmn material.

I was really thrilled! You can read my article here.

Preggy Look

2008-01-24T19:02:00.000+08:00

Incident 1: (college classmate who was in our office for her job interview)
Jem: Oi, congrats!
Me: Huh??? (clueless)
Jem pointing to my tummy
Me: Oh no…I’m not pregnant!
Jem: Ha!? I challenge you. You should loose some weight gyud!
Me: Okay
(~~Wicked me: I hope you don’t pass the interview.~~)

Incident 2: (Tia – 6-year old daughter of our Expat)
She was showing us some dance steps learned in school. I tried to follow her steps.
Tia: Nooo, you gothith all wrooong!!!
Me: Ok, I’ll try to practice at home (while doing the dance step again)
Tia: Thaths why you thon’t getith becauth you have a baby in your thummy.
Me and the rest of the people around bursting into laughter.

I don’t know if it’s something I should be happy or be offensive about but some people often mistake me for being pregnant. I really wanted to have another baby but it seems my body isn’t ready yet. During my last visit, my ob advised me to lose some weight coz maybe that’s one of the reasons why it’s difficult for me to be pregnant again. Well, if it’s really meant to be, it’s meant to be. But for now, I am contented having a preggy look.

Sinulog 2008 - Colors of the Festival

2008-01-21T13:15:00.000+08:00

The rain didn't even dampen the festive mood. Rain or shine the parade must go on.

Here are the pics taken during one of the country's grandest festivals.

(pardon the pictures of a novice photographer)

SINULOG 2008

...the contingents in their most colorful and unique costumes

...graced by the country's brightest stars and most sought-after product endorsers.
...enormous giants, colorful floats, beauty and elegance

...to the delight of the kids and kids at heart!
more pictures here.

PIT SEÑOR!!!

In Pain

2008-01-18T12:33:00.000+08:00

It's been three days now and I still feel this throbbing pain in my left shoulder. Woke up last Wednesday with this excruciating pain right below my neck that getting up was such a chore. As in, sakit gyud! I have to turn my body when looking to the side and turning back (like a robot).

Ben-gay, alaxan and salonpas didn't seem to have an effect on me maybe because of the inches of fat on my skin. LOL!

Hope this will heal before weekend...before the Sinulog activities take place.

Infidelity in Marriage

2008-01-14T23:15:00.000+08:00

One of the most painful experiences we go through in our marriage and perhaps in LIFE is finding out your better half is cheating on you. Worst is when he or she admits to the mistake.

I am not talking about my own marriage here. Knock on wood…God forbids!

I am talking about a friend whose marriage is about to fall because of her husband’s infidelity. Last Saturday, I received a message from her asking me if I have any knowledge whatsoever about her husband having an affair with another woman. She said she’s been hearing rumors from other people about the affair but she wanted to investigate further. She also told me that they suddenly drifted apart and they’re not in good speaking terms the past six months.

The following day, she sent me another message informing that her husband admitted to the crime so to speak and that even my husband knows about the affair. What a shame! But my husband told me that he doesn’t want to complicate things and stick his nose in their situation -- the reason for his silence.

I really don’t know the reasons behind the problems in their marriage but cheating on your spouse is totally taboo. If I were in her shoes, I would definitely feel devastated and I would fight hell for my right as a wife to the extent of killing b**ches who gets in the way. And these cheating husbands should also be taught some lessons. I used to think that her husband is the sanest among their barkada but I guess men will always be men. They easily succumb to temptations especially when it comes to women. I’ve personally talked to my friend yesterday and she admitted that perhaps she is to be blamed as well. The culprit has been they fail to find TIME for each other. She was focused on her career trying to support her family’s needs while her husband is passionately managing a resto-bar and a mistress. She said she doesn’t deserve all these crap and even thinks of ending the marriage. I told her to hang on if she thinks it is still worth it. As the song goes, “Don’t give in without a fight”.

At some point in our marriage, I had doubts about my husband having an affair. My self-esteem was quite low at that time and I had this insane suspicion that he’s replacing me for some hot chick in his friendster network. I even tried some crazy stuff just to gather some proof but they weren’t strong enough to support my allegation. So, I just allowed the issue to die. And here we are still holding on. Circumstances like these make me hang on to our marriage and love my husband even more. I do have doubts sometimes considering his profession but more than that I trust him to be faithful all the time. It’s the trust that’s really important. He may look at other girls in a lustful way but at the end of the day, he will always come home to me.

Trying Yoga For the First Time

2008-01-09T12:38:00.000+08:00

While cleaning our stack of dvds and cds this morning, I found this Yoga dvd which was given to me by a friend two years ago. I never get the chance to really view it as it got lost somewhere in the piles of dvds and cds. I've been wanting to try yoga because I've heard that it relaxes the body and mind. It's like you're in the zone for relaxation and you get a renewed energy after. It is also said that health and well-being are the benefits of yoga.

Anyway I plugged in the dvd and started following Patricia Walden on the video. At first, the poses are quite easy to do but then midway, they became challenging and complicated. I had to stop after 30 minutes because I felt my arms and legs started to ache. But for a beginner like me it wasn't that bad despite my seventy kilo weight. Haha!

I hope I could do this everyday and really sustain it until I could do the poses with ease. For the past years, I've been really trying all sorts of stuff just to lose weight. But my dilemma has always been, I'm good at the start but never get to finish or continue what I've started. The culprit has been my insatiable appetite for food and eating. I know it's just a matter of discipline which I admit, I truly lack.

So, way to go yogi wannabe!

High Five

2008-01-07T11:11:00.000+08:00

Today.

Woke up at 6am with the morning drizzle. I still want to curl up in bed but I have to force my sleepy body to be up and about as I still have to cook spaghetti and pick-up some cupcakes. Yep, when you speak of spaghetti, it sure is somebody's birthday.

Who else but my precious daughter - Alex is turning a year older today!

She's now five years old.

She's been really excited about her birthday and has been talking about it since, well, last year. She had great plans for her birthday like a Dora Party with mascots and all but due to financial constraints I have to pull through a simple yet memorable snacktime (read: little party) with her classmates in school.

Pictures taken here.

We brought packed snacks for her classmates to share in school. I also ordered Jade's special cupcakes with her name printed (in icing) on it.

We have no major plans today though I took a day off to be with her the entire day. Of course, we wouldn't miss going to church later in the afternoon.

So, Happy High Five Birthday Langga!

"You've grown to be such a sweet and smart girl (though trying to outsmart us sometimes). But mommy and daddy loves you so much and you continue to bring in happiness into our lives. I pray that you'll grow up to be responsible, God-fearing and kind-hearted person. Chase your dreams and we'll support you all the way --- even if it would mean being a rockstar someday."

Just Playing

2008-01-06T15:21:00.000+08:00

My entry to PMN's Fam Pics this month would be photos and excerpts of the poem "Just Playing" by Anita Wadley.

Let the lines of the poem and the pictures speak for itself. You can read the rest of poem here.

When you see me sitting in a chair “reading” to an imaginary audience, please don’t laugh and think I’m “just playing”. For, you see, I’m learning as I play. I may be a teacher someday.

When you see me cooking or tasting foods, please don’t think that because I enjoy it, it is “just play”. I’m learning to follow direction and see differences. I may be a cook someday.

When you see me learning to skip, hop, run and move my body, please don’t say I’m “just playing”. For, you see, I’m learning as I play. I’m learning how my body works. I may be a doctor, nurse or athlete someday.

When you ask me what I’ve done at school today, and I say, “I just played”, please don’t misunderstand me. For you see, I’m learning as I play. I’m learning to enjoy and be successful in my work. I’m preparing for tomorrow. Today, I am a child and my work is play.

Year-end

2007-12-30T15:55:00.001+08:00

Okay, twelve months has come and almost gone and here I am wrapping up the remaining days of 2007. I feel a little bit sad bidding goodbye to an amazingly incredible year. However, there's a sense of relief and optimism as I face yet another challenging year. It's a shame how I wasn't able to tick off the things I want done this year a.k.a. my so-called "goals for the year".

I swear, I really tried!

But the year has been really nice to me except for some petty disasters and screw ups towards the last quarter but I was able to deal with it well. Some good things also happened this year and I am just grateful to people who made them happen for me. Going back to my goals, there's
not much change the last time I check. Thus, it is not worth mentioning again as it is quite embarrassing. It's time to move on in life with a bag-full of hope and to never look back and commit the same old crap. I have great hopes for the coming year and I want to do things right this time. No more crap and sh*t allowed. I don't intend to make another list of goals but I know in my heart what I want to accomplish next year. I cannot guarantee that I'll be doing great things in 2008 but it wouldn't hurt to make some improvement each day. I shall continue
flailing in life and living it to the fullest.

So, let's embrace 2008 with a big bang!

kiss ass

2007-12-30T14:47:00.000+08:00

According to www.freedictionary.com, "kiss ass" is an idiom which means to act submissively or obsequiously in order to gain favor. In our Filipino slang, "kiss ass" is also known as "sip-sip" (sucker).

Lately, a former officemate accused me of being "sipsip". Nope, he didn't tell me upfront but has been spreading it like a nasty rumor to some people. We were under the same department and worked for the same boss for a year or so. For that span of time, he always has this regular spat with our boss which I really don't care as it was beyond my jurisdiction. Eventually, he left the company with this little or should I say huge grudge against our boss and even gave me the cold treatment. FINE, it doesn't affect me at all!

I've come to terms with the fact that he could say all he want to say about ME but that won't stop me from defending my side. I joined this company three years ago at the height of it's birth pains. There were no guidelines, no systems, no definite policies in place yet. Joining the company was like walking through a dark tunnel of uncertainties. But I was armed with knowledge and skills acquired from my previous employer with updated systems and business concepts so I readily applied them to this newly-established company I just joined in. For a year, I was never given credit, nor given a raise during my regularization. I am not a perfect employee and I screw up from time to time but I am always humbled by my mistakes. I don't boast of being superior and I have much respect towards those above me. As much as possible, I make it a point to maintain good working relationship with the people I work with more importantly with my bosses as they could speak much about my work attitude and skills when I'm out of the company. Ask them and they could only say kind words about me. These are professional and well-respected individuals in their respective fields. Who am I to dictate and manipulate them to really recognize me? I have nothing against my boss that will make me say something terrible against them. Is that being "sipsip"? My boss has her flaws and mistakes and we often argue about work but she has been so good to us in many countless ways and has been instrumental in making us who we are now. And we just have to reciprocate her goodness by doing what is expected of us. Will that make us "kiss ass" subordinates?

I don't think so!

To YOU amigo...call me "sipsip" or whatever but first look deeper into yourself. Think of the reason why you didn't get the promotion you've been yearning. The reason may be more than the regular strife with your boss. I know for a fact that during your stint, she's been trying to hide your sh*t from top management and you have all the wrong reasons to hate her. Don't take it against me as I am only doing my job here. Move on with your pathetic life and stop being such a sourgraping loser.

Gifts

2007-12-22T15:29:00.000+08:00

Gifts started to pour in with just 3 days before Christmas. This year, I'm starting this custom of gathering our gifts together and unwrapping them on Christmas day. My daughter has been itching to open her gifts but I told her to just be patient and wait for Christmas of which she agreed with a little pout. She was overwhelmed with the all her gifts under our tree which I'm sure will increase as we approach the 25th.

I'm done with my Christmas shopping and I'm expecting a fat credit card bill by the end of the month. But it doesn't matter as long as I make a lot of people happy this season. It's such a nice feeling receiving gifts but it felt more wonderful to give away gifts. I was a bit annoyed at our office version of exchanging gifts though as some really didn't feel like giving. It's supposed to be "exchanging gifts" not "receiving gifts". Some of my colleagues took the pleasure of receiving their gifts and yet didn't even bother to give anything to their manita/manito. I was ranting about this the week after our christmas party as I still didn't receive my gift NOT until yesterday. Good thing, the girl who picked my name finally realized that she still owe somebody a gift --- after an email reminder from our HR hehehe.

So, here's a word for my sponsors for the fabulous gifts this year.

THANK YOU...

* Ms. Delia for the timex watch

* PASAP for another timex watch and a lot of goodies

* Ms. O for the bedsheet --- just what I really need

* Jocelyn for the brown top

* Sylvette for the funky bracelet

* Paul & Tracey for the cinema tickets and box of chocolate

* Cheryl/Ng Khai for the mug

* Lu/Globe for the bag of goodies

* Jon for the vase

* Analaine for the bangles

* Gail for the purse

* Cha-cha for the gift (I haven't opened it yet)

* Imelda for the bowl/storage container

* Joy Creer for the Blue Magic gift (finally!)

If I miss your name --- THANK YOU!

More to come...and I'm still accepting gifts until next year.

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

Marketing Christmas Party

2007-12-22T15:01:00.000+08:00

Thanks Marketing peeps for inviting (read:adopting) the admin, encoder, it dev and pre-press team to your party. We sure had fun. Handuraw Cafe' is just the perfect venue for the party as we have lots of props to use for the photo ops. The food was also great. There's so much laughter in the air and the company was wondreful--- that defines what a P A R T Y is all about.

However, me and Rapeh have to rush back to the office to work thus our partying was cut short. I would have wanted to go back and rejoin them after work but I've got so much things to bring. Though short, it is still one of the best parties I've attended this year.

Cheers!

using Handuraw items as fashion props

vietkong???

muni-muni by the window

some items sold @ Handuraw - perfect gifts this Christmas

More craziness here...

Santa's Elf

2007-12-17T22:02:00.000+08:00

We Are Santa's Elves
by The Elves

We are Santa's elves
Building Santa's shelves
With a toy for each girl and boy
Oh, We are Santa's elves!

We work hard all day
But our work is play
Dolls we try out
See if they cry out
We are Santa's elves!

We've a special job each year
We don't like to brag
Christmas Eve we always fill Santa's bag

Santa knows who's good
Do the things you should
And we bet you, he won't forget you
We are Santa's elves!

We've a special job each year
We don't like to brag
Christmas Eve we always fill Santa's bag

Santa knows who's good
Do the things you should
And we bet you, he won't forget you
We are Santa's elves!

Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho
We are Santa's elves!
Ho HO!

And yet another party...

2007-12-17T21:19:00.000+08:00

white glam @ TJ's

Sometimes, I wish that December will just pass by without me being so stressed with all the parties I'm attending left and right. The first party I've attended was --- you've read it right --- "stressful". Good thing, the office party we had at TJ's didn't give me all the agony of being in-charged of something except for the registration which has been assigned to Admin the last 3 years. It's like an unwritten part of our job description...but I'm not complaining. Not at all.

Now the party turned out to be an awards night of some sort. Some employees were given some recognition by their managers for doing a great job. Our COO also gave us this timepiece (shipped from the US) as a token for 3 years of dedicated service to XL. Has it been 3 years? Wow, I couldn't believe I lasted this long.

But the party was a bit disorganized. Though I gave credit to our HR people for really trying their best to put up a party what with a lot of challenges along the way. I've been there and it's not easy. It would have worked out well if they also got some brains from other department or create a committee involving other departments. That way, they could also get the help they need and not end up being stressed (like me).

Somehow, we had fun. Check out the pics here (taken with my new Canon Powershot A560).

The First Party

2007-12-10T18:06:00.000+08:00

My first Christmas Party this year turned out to be well, uh...let me just say “a bit of a disaster”. Seems like the forces of nature are against me but in the end I realized a lot of things. So, why did the party turned out to be a disaster?

Let’s start with the preparation...

The Dress

As you know, it’s really difficult for a woman my size to look for a dress. At first, a colleague let me borrow her red gown. It fits me perfectly except that I couldn’t conceal my bulging tummy. So, I tried checking with hubby’s uncle – Dexter Alazas for a ball gown. While trying on some of the gowns in his shop most of which are too small for me, I finally found this blue and gold gown. I was all set and even bought a pair of gold sandals to match the dress. When I tried the dress again the night before the party, I heard a little “crack” sound behind my back. Then my sister told me that there’s this big hole in the butt area. With less time, I decided to just rent a gown at the nearby dress shop. So, I finally don a black gown which everyone at the party really admired but never get to win the Prom Queen award. Oh, I’m not bitter because I didn’t win that award. I was a little bit upset because of...

The Mask

So we were told during our previous meetings that our party theme would be a “masquerade ball”. And me, being the overly into costume and themed parties prepared my mask weeks beforehand. I went through sleepless nights coupled with cuts and burns just making my mask only to find out during the party that it was cancelled. I was the only person in the party bringing my mask. And it wasn’t just the mask that I brought – 5 huge plastic bags with tokens and giveaways. Can you imagine that?

The Camera

Some of you may have noticed from my previous pictures that my camera has gotten some “blue” bug of some sort. So, for this event I borrowed my sister’s digicam to be sure that I have good pictures. Though we have an official photographer, it is still good to have your own cam for immediate uploading of pictures to multiply or friendster. And since I was moving around during the party being in-charged of the raffles and tokens, I didn’t get to use the camera. But I was already planning to have a photo ops right after the party and also have my picture taken beneath Waterfront’s enormous Christmas Tree at the lobby. To my dismay, the camera’s battery ran low when I turned it on. Oh and id I say I almost lost the camera coz it slips out of my purse. Good thing I was quick to discover that it’s gone and hurriedly went back to the venue. I found it under the table where I left some of my things. But I still pose with the cameras of my fellow PASers. Talk about a resourceful cam whore.

The Makeup

I already have a picture of how I will look like the night of the party. I want my hair to be have these little curles at the tip then my make-up would be simple yet elegant. I was planning to do it all by myself since I don't want to spend more on my hair and make-up. So, I was drying up my hair to prepare for the curles. Just as when I plugged in the curling iron, it created a smoke then a small spark. Yeah, it got busted. No choice but to run to the nearest salon for my hair and make-up. This is how I look...what yah think?

The Task

For the past days, I have been working my butt off preparing PASAP’s last event this year – our Christmas Party and at the same Awards Night. Sometimes, I feel really guilty for using company time and resources while doing my job for PASAP as chairperson for Finance and Solicitation Committee. I also find myself running errands wrapping gifts, preparing tokens and raffle items, picking up stuff, soliciting, making calls etcetera. It was overwhelming and I feel really exhausted. I even have to go on leave just so I could allocate time outside of work for PASAP. I am not complaining. It’s just that I didn’t get the help I need. I was trying to be a superwoman but fail as I can only do so much. I allowed myself to be overwhelmed and I didn’t call for SOS.

The Lesson

But I’m glad that the 2007 PASAP year is over and done. I have learned so much from the experience of leading a small group. And I realized that there are still a lot of things that I need to improve and learn. I also learned that in any organization or association as in our case, you can’t erase the fact that there will always be politics and that there will always be difficult people to deal with. I’ve had my share of frustrations and disappointments but I would be a hypocrite if I’ll say that I didn’t have fun. Being involved takes a lot of commitment and passion. For once, I’ve never seen myself this passionate and dedicated with what I’m doing. It may be a tough job but nevertheless it was rewarding and fun-filled. I am still an officer next year but with lesser responsibility this time as Assistant Treasurer and Adviser for Finance Committee mentoring newbies and fresh blood. I just hope I will render the same enthusiasm and commitment to the next year’s administration. And let me just rectify… the party wasn’t really a disaster coz I received a Timex watch for having a perfect attendance all year round and also a cash gift and token for being a chairperson. Added to it are the cans and cans of Virginia Food products I won during the raffle. Not bad afterall...

Oh, God, Forgive Me When I Whine

2007-12-04T12:26:00.000+08:00

(Author Unknown)

Today, upon a bus, I saw a girl with golden hair
I looked at her and sighed and wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and used a crutch
But as she passed, she passed a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine
I have 2 legs, the world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy
The lad who sold it had such charm
I talked with him a while, he seemed so very glad
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you.
You see," he said, "I'm blind."
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 eyes, the world is mine.

Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue
He stood and watched the others play
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join the others, dear?"
He looked ahead without a word.
And then I knew, he couldn't hear.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have 2 ears, the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I would know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I've been blessed indeed, The world is mine.

Last Sunday, the Philippine Association of Secretaries and Admin Professionals had our outreach program with the Guardian Angels School (school for children with orthopedic disabilities) as our beneficiary. We gathered about 15 children from the school and looking at them made me feel so blessed. Sometimes, I whine about how fat I am or how ugly the pimple on my face looks but seeing these kids, I felt ashamed for complaining a lot. Some of these kids couldn't even walk, couldn't talk well and have those deformities in their body but they never complain. They even tried their best to sing for us and they have a big smile on their face. And I'm glad we had this activity in our association even if it would take spending my entire Sunday for these kids. It was all worth it and really fulfilling.

Messy Study Table

2007-12-03T12:45:00.000+08:00

My entry to PMN's December Fam Pics features a very messy study table.

This is my daughter's little nook in the house where she creates wonders --- plays, reads, draws and just mess around. The place has become a source of frustration for me sometimes coz I see a lot of litter (toys, stickers, papers, rubber bands what have you's).

But fact is, this place will always be part of her growing up. And so I just let her mess around and let her do what she ought to do in her study table. Time will come that she will outgrow this little area and I just hope she won't mess around elsewhere.

On Trillanes et al episode...

2007-11-30T18:36:00.000+08:00

Though Manila is thousands of miles away from Cebu, it is still an hour flight and that anything could happen. But I just felt numb and I couldn’t care less while the events unfold in yesterday’s Makati threat. I don’t really give a damn as it was sheer stupidity. The Trillanes et al misadventures was a proof of what the insatiable thirst for power can do to even the most well-respected and dignified of gentlemen. I hate to say that I really lost hope for this country and its leaders. I don’t know who to trust anymore not even the president. And I don’t know what the future holds for the next generation what with the increasing number of pigs lurking within our government system. It’s a vicious cycle and it takes magic to really bring forth the so called “change” we’ve been hoping to happen.

I just find it odd the way Trillanes and his comrades staged their fight in a posh hotel like the Manila Pen. And their walking out of an honorable judge’s court was a show of disrespect to the law of someone elected as senator of this country. Besides, these warriors are supposed to defend this country but they chose to be a threat to national security and peace instead. They may be fighting for a righteous cause but I don’t see the need to stage dramatic scenes like those in movies. We have enough actors in the government and if Trillanes wants to be one, he could certainly approach some of his co-senators who had been in show business prior to public office.

I don’t usually criticize the government as I am more concerned about problems of my own. But this time I just can’t help but comment about yesterday’s episode. I’m just glad that Cebu is such a peaceful place and the curfew is unlikely to happen here.

After the rain

2007-11-28T12:32:00.000+08:00

I thought the storm Lando, Mina and Nonoy would leave a huge damage to the city yesterday but it didn't even wreck a tree branch the way Lando (yep, the same Lando) did weeks ago. But the heavy rain sure left me with fresh colds dripping off my nose. I thought I'm one tough person who never gets sick but here I am trying my best to be well as I don't have the guts to go on leave again. I just had my 5-day sabbatical last week. So,how did the season's virus finally hit me this time?

I was on my way to a meeting and just when I went out of our company shuttle, the rain poured heavily. And we're talking about not just drizzle but a heavy downpour. I'm a person who dislike bringing along an umbrella (ela, ela eh, eh) so I was all soak and wet while waiting for a cab going to the meeting venue. I kept on walking under the heavy rain with my purse and a paperbag in tow to look for a shelter. It took me a while to finally get a cab considering that it's the peak hours. When I reached the venue, the rain suddenly stopped. Just my luck, huh!

And today, after the rain, I'm glad the sun is up. I'm not really fond of the rain as it makes me feel gloomy and lazy at the same time. And did I say I hate to bring umbrella? And yes after the rain, I just felt sick and hope to be up and about when I face the most wonderful season of the year.

Thanksgiving

2007-11-23T15:20:00.000+08:00

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

Here in the Philippines, we don't normally celebrate "thanksgiving". Since the company I'm with is an American firm, we were given a break or two during thanksgiving while our clients are also having their time off. I also took the opportunity to use my remaining leaves. I don't really have plans on how to spend it. I just want to catch up some sleep and just spend time with my daughter and hubby (of course). Though it's kinda' boring to be stuck in the house for a couple of days.

Back to thanksgiving, the break gave me the time to ponder on the things I have to be grateful about the year that was. And I must admit, I haven't had the chance to really thank Him for the blessings received.

Now, let me say THANK YOU...

for a loving family, my support system, my comfort, my life.

for the comfort and laughter of friends old and new, who has been a treasure through and through.

for the thriving career that makes the future seem bright and promising.

for the blessing of wealth and health.

for the strength to face head on the challenges of the year.

for the hope that there is still tomorrow to look forward to and a new journey to embark on.

THANK YOU!

I Signed Up for PPP

2007-11-21T12:44:00.000+08:00

I got the idea from some mommies at PMN. I heard that they've been paid a great deal of moolah from payperpost. They just simply blogged about certain products and services and they were paid $5 the least. Sounds easy so I gave it a shot. And besides, I need some extra cash to shop this Christmas.

I'm still waiting for the approval from Customer Love. When I got their approval, I could start looking for opportunities --- products/services to blog about. I admit, I'm still oblivious of how it really works but let's just wait and see. At first I was hesitant to give it a try coz I don’t think that it’s really possible to monetize my blog. What started as a hobby has now become a "sideline" if ppp is true to their words. Been blogging for almost three years and it has been really fun.

I hope Customer Love would really approve my blog without hesitations...

Pizza Making 101

2007-11-17T16:54:00.000+08:00

Today, my daughter attended a pizza making activity cooked up by their school at Pizza Hut. Pizza lover myself, I love the idea of my daughter learning how to cook pizza. I remember Athena (a colleague) also blogged about her daughter’s “Pizza-making Camp” which was held at Greenwich. It’s more or less the same but with different pizza parlor this time.

So off we went to Pizza Hut Mambaling branch with my camera in tow. I don’t want to miss this milestone (if you may call it a milestone) in my daughter’s life. She was quite excited herself and was already up as early as 7am. It’s difficult to wake her up on normal days.

The steps are pretty easy for a four-year old to do.

First. The manager gave them a tour of the kitchen and showed them the equipment and where they store their ingredients.

Second. They were then instructed to wash their hands and make sure that it’s clean.

Third. Since the dough with tomato sauce has been prepared by Pizza Hut, the children will just have to spread the rest of the ingredients on top of it. They’re making a “ham and cheese” pizza so its basic ingredients are ham and cheese.

Fourth. The pan is then ready to be sent to the oven where it will be baked for 10 minutes.

Fifth. The fun part is where the children get to eat the pizza they prepared. Alex only ate a slice as she was busy chatting with her friends.

At the end of the activity, there were given certificates and balloons for having accomplished the Pizza Making Excellence (or something like that). We only paid a hundred pesos for the activity. Alex had fun as she was all smiles and laughter the entire time maybe because she was doing it with her friends.

And I'm a bit pissed off because all the pictures I took have shades of blue in them. It's like it got some virus or what but I'm bringing this to the technician hopefully tomorrow.