This little girl was listening to a street performer sing when I quickly took her photo. She looks adorable with her muffler and jacket.
Photo taken at Shibuya.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
GOODBYE MAY
It rained sooo hard yesterday. Both during the early morning and then late afternoon. Of course, I'm not complaining. I love the rain. I found it really wonderful when the boys scooted towards me and crept under the blanket when they both woke up. They almost never do that because I'm usually the one always with the blanket. So it was a nice feeling having the two of them beside me, being so cozy and snug. Before we got up, we just listened to the rain and cuddled the morning away. Wonderful way to greet the day, I must say...
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I already started packing for Manila. I know our departure is still a good 5 days away but I want to jumpstart it. I wouldn't want to forget something nor bring too much. I still have to consider the many pasalubongs we will be bringing back. My only hope is that this time, there would be less passengers riding. When we came here from Manila last March, we were seated at the very last row of the plane!! It was very uncomfortable since we didn't have any window. So I hope this time we'll be in better seats. I hope.
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I watched Dark Water and Halflight the other night on Star Movies. I must say, Dark Water was really creepy. There were a few scenes there where I could feel the hair on my nape stand. And no it wasn't because of the air conditioning. It was just really creepy. Well, no surprise there because when I read more about it in the internet, it was based on a Japanese horror film. So yeah, why wouldn't I be scared? I still can't get the image of Sadako out of my head, for heaven's sake. Jennifer Connelly was perfect playing Dahlia and she does look so pretty in her movie roles all 
the time. I wish she would be casted more in future films.
the time. I wish she would be casted more in future films.Halflight was not as creepy but it was still suspenseful and Demi Moore really played her role well. (When I turn 40, my goal is to look like her.) Of course, being interested in the paranormal and supernatural, why wouldn't I like it? But still, I would rather watch less creepy movies for now. Or maybe just until Ruther comes back from Japan. =D
SURELY STRANGE
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070530/ap_on_fe_st/odd_gold_tub_stolen
$1M gold bathtub stolen from Japan hotel
TOKYO - A glittering bathtub made of gold worth nearly $1 million has been stolen from a resort hotel, an official said Wednesday.
A worker at Kominato Hotel Mikazuki in Kamogawa, south of Tokyo, notified police that the fancy tub was missing from the hotel's guest bathroom on the 10th floor, according to a local police official who only gave his surname, Ogawa.
The round tub, worth $987,000, is made of 18-karat gold and weighs 176 pounds.
The tub, flanked by two crane statues, has been a main feature of the hotel's shared bathroom. Visitors can take a dip in the tub, but it is only available a few hours a day "for security reasons," the hotel's Web site said.
Someone apparently cut the chain attached to the door of a small section of the bathroom where the bathtub was placed, but not riveted, and made off with the tub, Ogawa said.
"We have no witness information and there are no video cameras," he said. "We have no idea who took it," the official said.
$1M gold bathtub stolen from Japan hotel
TOKYO - A glittering bathtub made of gold worth nearly $1 million has been stolen from a resort hotel, an official said Wednesday.
A worker at Kominato Hotel Mikazuki in Kamogawa, south of Tokyo, notified police that the fancy tub was missing from the hotel's guest bathroom on the 10th floor, according to a local police official who only gave his surname, Ogawa.
The round tub, worth $987,000, is made of 18-karat gold and weighs 176 pounds.
The tub, flanked by two crane statues, has been a main feature of the hotel's shared bathroom. Visitors can take a dip in the tub, but it is only available a few hours a day "for security reasons," the hotel's Web site said.
Someone apparently cut the chain attached to the door of a small section of the bathroom where the bathtub was placed, but not riveted, and made off with the tub, Ogawa said.
"We have no witness information and there are no video cameras," he said. "We have no idea who took it," the official said.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
GEORGE CARLIN SAID...
Some people see things that are and ask, "Why?"
Some people dream of things that never were and ask, "Why not? "
Some people have to go to work and don't have time for all that ...
SMIRK OR SMILE?
Ethan was 2 months old here. I think he looks so adorable. =D
Can you believe this little boy is turning 4 soon?
WHO I AM - NOW
Some people have a hard time keeping to themselves. They could talk all day and all night to any person big or small. They hardly ever think about the consequences of their speech nor do they worry about any effect it might have to the person it was addressed to.
I, on the other hand, only learned later on in life to speak up for myself. When I was younger, I was very shy. Plus the fact that I was the middle child made me feel that I was outspoken and overshadowed by my 2 siblings. I just felt that I had a very difficult time being heard that it was too bothersome to even try. I was rarely taught how to say "no" and to stand up for what I believed in. I was a bit scared of the world and my life revolved around home and school. High school didn't help too much as well. Thinking back, I could see that spoon-fed education just aggravated the situation. Well MY situation at least. It was very rare that we were allowed to express what we thought because there was only ONE answer to ONE question. If you answered otherwise, it was WRONG, no ifs or buts. It was the way things were in High School sometimes. But of course, I learned to think for myself through books and using my imagination. Through those, I was able to slowly step outside the box and to question things and wonder about this and that. Of course, once I was in college it was an entirely different thing. In college, you SHOULD speak up, you SHOULD express your opinions, you SHOULD explain why you answered "yes" or "no". It was quite a shocking change for me. But of course, very life-altering. I had to be more self-confident, I had to make my own choices because no one was going to make them for me, I had to learn to speak up and express my views silly as they may seem. It was very empowering. I was no longer afraid to complain to sales ladies who gave shoddy service, I was no longer scared to go out on my own to different places. Little by litte, I became independent.
Yes, I led a very sheltered life. My parents were quite protective which hindered my independence and made me all unsure of myself, my goals in life, my future. I don't blame my parents for bringing me up the way they did. They just believed that it was the best way and I really appreciate all their efforts. But I don't want to do the same with my boys. I want them to be curious about the world. I want them not to be afraid to make mistakes, to be brave enough to speak up and to think outside the box. I want them to question "why?" "how?" and wonder non-stop about the world. I want them to have this unquenchable thirst for knowledge that is not hampered by classroom walls and to be imaginative as only little boys could be. Hopefully, deciding to homeschool them is just the first step.
Maybe I regret not learning all these things early on. Maybe if I realized all of these in High School, I would have accomplished so much more, I would have been more sure of myself. Maybe if I were brave enough, I would have picked a different course in college, would have realized what I truly wanted. But of course, it is never too late to do all these things.
I really appreciate all the lessons I have learned growing up. They may not be the best lessons nor easy ones but I've learned and I appreciate them and now, I know where to go from there.
I may not be like those eloquent people, I may not have PR skills but at least at this time, I know myself a lot better and I could say, I'm quite happy with the person I am now.
I, on the other hand, only learned later on in life to speak up for myself. When I was younger, I was very shy. Plus the fact that I was the middle child made me feel that I was outspoken and overshadowed by my 2 siblings. I just felt that I had a very difficult time being heard that it was too bothersome to even try. I was rarely taught how to say "no" and to stand up for what I believed in. I was a bit scared of the world and my life revolved around home and school. High school didn't help too much as well. Thinking back, I could see that spoon-fed education just aggravated the situation. Well MY situation at least. It was very rare that we were allowed to express what we thought because there was only ONE answer to ONE question. If you answered otherwise, it was WRONG, no ifs or buts. It was the way things were in High School sometimes. But of course, I learned to think for myself through books and using my imagination. Through those, I was able to slowly step outside the box and to question things and wonder about this and that. Of course, once I was in college it was an entirely different thing. In college, you SHOULD speak up, you SHOULD express your opinions, you SHOULD explain why you answered "yes" or "no". It was quite a shocking change for me. But of course, very life-altering. I had to be more self-confident, I had to make my own choices because no one was going to make them for me, I had to learn to speak up and express my views silly as they may seem. It was very empowering. I was no longer afraid to complain to sales ladies who gave shoddy service, I was no longer scared to go out on my own to different places. Little by litte, I became independent.
Yes, I led a very sheltered life. My parents were quite protective which hindered my independence and made me all unsure of myself, my goals in life, my future. I don't blame my parents for bringing me up the way they did. They just believed that it was the best way and I really appreciate all their efforts. But I don't want to do the same with my boys. I want them to be curious about the world. I want them not to be afraid to make mistakes, to be brave enough to speak up and to think outside the box. I want them to question "why?" "how?" and wonder non-stop about the world. I want them to have this unquenchable thirst for knowledge that is not hampered by classroom walls and to be imaginative as only little boys could be. Hopefully, deciding to homeschool them is just the first step.
Maybe I regret not learning all these things early on. Maybe if I realized all of these in High School, I would have accomplished so much more, I would have been more sure of myself. Maybe if I were brave enough, I would have picked a different course in college, would have realized what I truly wanted. But of course, it is never too late to do all these things.
I really appreciate all the lessons I have learned growing up. They may not be the best lessons nor easy ones but I've learned and I appreciate them and now, I know where to go from there.
I may not be like those eloquent people, I may not have PR skills but at least at this time, I know myself a lot better and I could say, I'm quite happy with the person I am now.
THE LANDMARK TOWER AT NIGHT
Another shot of the Landmark Tower. I think it's beautiful with the lights reflected on the water.
Photo taken at Minato Mirai 21.
GOOD NEWS
I haven't been reading the paper for quite some time now because of all the horrible news. It's been quite depressing so I decided to let a few days (after elections) pass before I picked up a newspaper today. Fortunately I was able to find some good news that I'm quite happy to share...
BIG YAWN
Since my little boy is turning 4 in 2 weeks' time, I thought of posting his cute baby photo here. Ethan was only 2 days old here. Can't believe he was this small. So cute... =D
VARIED THOUGHTS
We're going back to Manila in a few days' time. I'm not exactly sure if I should be excited or if I should dread the return. I'm sure with all the renovations going on there, the house would definitely be a mess, there would be dust all around, not to mention I would have to ransack through all the boxes to get things in order. I remember coming back from Japan to find all my clothes in boxes!! I had to sleep in going out clothes because it was too dark in the laundry room to look for my boxes that night (we arrived 12 midnight). Sigh. Might as well get it over with as soon as speedily possible...
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While browsing through the newspapers today, I happened to notice that Spiderman 3 is still being shown in theatres in Manila. That is of course, wonderful news as I cannot even recall the last time I was in a movie house! So hopefully, I could manage to watch this flick once we get back. Hmmm... I would have to ask my sis to babysit the boys though...
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I am done with the Agatha Christie book, Elephants Can Remember. Really wonderful mystery story. I'm thinking I could squeeze in one more book to read before we head off to Manila. Maybe I'll pick another Mary Higgins Clark mystery. I'm sure my mom won't mind if I borrow another book from her.
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Remember my post This Isn't What I Wanted? Well the chocolate milk is such a waste because Nikki doesn't want to drink it!! Even Ethan finds the taste a bit weird I think because after trying a few sips he refused to take some more. And I tried my best to make it taste like chocolait, their favorite chocolate drink. I even used a squiggly straw and put 2 ice cubes in the glass to make it fun. All to no avail. So now, I have a full can of chocolate milk with no one to drink it. I'm thinking of trying again or giving it to my cousin's 3-year-old daughter who eats anything and everything she could get her hands on. Oh well... C'est la vie.
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While browsing through the newspapers today, I happened to notice that Spiderman 3 is still being shown in theatres in Manila. That is of course, wonderful news as I cannot even recall the last time I was in a movie house! So hopefully, I could manage to watch this flick once we get back. Hmmm... I would have to ask my sis to babysit the boys though...
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I am done with the Agatha Christie book, Elephants Can Remember. Really wonderful mystery story. I'm thinking I could squeeze in one more book to read before we head off to Manila. Maybe I'll pick another Mary Higgins Clark mystery. I'm sure my mom won't mind if I borrow another book from her.
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Remember my post This Isn't What I Wanted? Well the chocolate milk is such a waste because Nikki doesn't want to drink it!! Even Ethan finds the taste a bit weird I think because after trying a few sips he refused to take some more. And I tried my best to make it taste like chocolait, their favorite chocolate drink. I even used a squiggly straw and put 2 ice cubes in the glass to make it fun. All to no avail. So now, I have a full can of chocolate milk with no one to drink it. I'm thinking of trying again or giving it to my cousin's 3-year-old daughter who eats anything and everything she could get her hands on. Oh well... C'est la vie.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
PINK
I took this photo outside Yoshimura (our favorite ramen place in Yokohama) while waiting in line.
Photo taken last Feb 2007.
MISS UNIVERSE 2007
I am quite pleased with the win. =D Of course, I am somewhat biased because I love Japan. Hehehe...
Japan's Mori wins troubled Miss Universe contest
By Monica Medel
A raven-haired Miss Japan, Riyo Mori, was crowned Miss Universe 2007 on Monday in a contest marked by protests, a banned dress and the withdrawal of one beauty queen on the ground the pageant degrades women.
Mori, 20, the 56th winner of the title, was given her $250,000 diamond-and-pearl crown by last year's winner, Zuleyka Rivera of Puerto Rico, watched by a live audience of 10,000 and some 600 million television viewers worldwide.
A lifelong ballet dancer from a village near Mount Fuji, Mori wore a striking black gown with colored lapels for the final. Winning surpassed the ambition of her grandmother, who told her as a child she wanted her to be Miss Japan one day.
"My mind went blank," she said of the winning moment.
Japan's Mori wins troubled Miss Universe contest
By Monica Medel
A raven-haired Miss Japan, Riyo Mori, was crowned Miss Universe 2007 on Monday in a contest marked by protests, a banned dress and the withdrawal of one beauty queen on the ground the pageant degrades women.
Mori, 20, the 56th winner of the title, was given her $250,000 diamond-and-pearl crown by last year's winner, Zuleyka Rivera of Puerto Rico, watched by a live audience of 10,000 and some 600 million television viewers worldwide.
A lifelong ballet dancer from a village near Mount Fuji, Mori wore a striking black gown with colored lapels for the final. Winning surpassed the ambition of her grandmother, who told her as a child she wanted her to be Miss Japan one day.
"My mind went blank," she said of the winning moment.
WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART SAID...
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
COMMENTING ABOUT MY VISUAL DNA
I just read what my visual DNA had to say about me and knowing myself more than any other test out there, I decided to place some comments about it.
1. MOODS: dreamer, go-getter, easy rider, wildcat, sofisticat.
I am definitely an easy rider. I used to be a dreamer but of course, I've matured a lot over the years. But I am still quite imaginative and I do my best to take life as it comes and make the most of everyday.
2. FUN: conqueror, worker bee, escape artist, thriller.
Because of my choices, I was labeled a conqueror. This is actually not true. I am halfway between worker bee (diligent and commited) and escape artist (thoughtful and know myself well). The reason why I chose those exciting photos is because I am a stay-at-home mom and I simply want to experience those thrills because being at home all the time is not quite exciting.
3. HABITS: junkie monkey, back to basics, high time roller, new wave puritan.
I am definiltely NOT a high time roller. That is SO far from the truth. I am more of a junkie money/new wave puritan kind of person. Needs first before wants, passion, organization, simple yet detailed, contemporary. "High-end glamour"? That is so not me. Not only can I not afford it, but I don't frequent expensive shops at all. It's just not me. I don't know why but spending so much money on clothes makes me soooo uncomfortable.
4. LOVE: touchy feely, nice n cheesy, home soul, love bug.
This one is right. I am definitely a love bug. I love falling in love everyday. I love the thrill, I love the passion, I love the romance. I think my brain is somewhere in my heart because my heart surely is my master. Love = Ruther. =D
1. MOODS: dreamer, go-getter, easy rider, wildcat, sofisticat.
I am definitely an easy rider. I used to be a dreamer but of course, I've matured a lot over the years. But I am still quite imaginative and I do my best to take life as it comes and make the most of everyday.
2. FUN: conqueror, worker bee, escape artist, thriller.
Because of my choices, I was labeled a conqueror. This is actually not true. I am halfway between worker bee (diligent and commited) and escape artist (thoughtful and know myself well). The reason why I chose those exciting photos is because I am a stay-at-home mom and I simply want to experience those thrills because being at home all the time is not quite exciting.
3. HABITS: junkie monkey, back to basics, high time roller, new wave puritan.
I am definiltely NOT a high time roller. That is SO far from the truth. I am more of a junkie money/new wave puritan kind of person. Needs first before wants, passion, organization, simple yet detailed, contemporary. "High-end glamour"? That is so not me. Not only can I not afford it, but I don't frequent expensive shops at all. It's just not me. I don't know why but spending so much money on clothes makes me soooo uncomfortable.
4. LOVE: touchy feely, nice n cheesy, home soul, love bug.
This one is right. I am definitely a love bug. I love falling in love everyday. I love the thrill, I love the passion, I love the romance. I think my brain is somewhere in my heart because my heart surely is my master. Love = Ruther. =D
Monday, May 28, 2007
A THOUSAND AND ONE LETTERS
I was cleaning my closet a few days ago when I chanced upon this tape:
I think I started having penpals when I was 9 years old. Of course, at that time, we didn't have internet so I had to rely solely on writing my letters by hand. Yup, snail mail. I remember, everytime I received a letter from my friends I would be so ecstatic. I would address my letters care of my dad's office because it was like, only 8 meters away from the post office. My dad would bring them home and hand them to me and I would proceed to my bedroom and read about different places and cultures. I had penpals from the US, Finland, HongKong, Macau, Japan, France, Germany, Scotland, England, Indonesia, Australia, Mexico and oh my goodness, a lot more! That was how much I enjoyed letter writing. Sometimes, we would exchange trinkets like friendship bracelets or postcards or bookmarkers or stickers. There was a time when I sent some of my friends Philippine coins (of course, one at a time). =D But I had this friend, her name was Rachel Lynn Woods. She was my best-est penpal. We wrote each other for like 5 years or more. She gave me a wind-up musical dog and I sent her a Philippine doll. After that, we exchanged a lot of things as well as letters. We really enjoyed writing each other. Sadly, we have lost touch over the years because she moved frequently. My last 3 letters were returned to me with no forwarding address. She was originally from Illinois. I still look for her now in the internet. I hope to find her someday and rekindle our friendship.
Most of my penpals' letters are still in my room and I treasure them all. I remember going to the mall and picking the cutest stationary with matching envelopes. Oh, and of course the stickers. Never forget the stickers. =D My letters were always lengthy. It seemed that I always had something to write. Well, perhaps because of the length of time it took for a letter to arrive, so much has happened since then. Anyway, later on, a couple of my friends from the US would send me casette tapes and they would record their letter in there and some songs. Of course, I did the same. I was very happy when they told me that they understood everything I said to them and that they liked the songs I recorded for them (the songs were in English but were sung by Filipino artists). That was really fun.
This is only half of the letters I received from all my wonderful friends. If you are one of them, please please, email me soon! I miss you all!! =D
Instantly, memories of my friend came flooding back in my mind. Of course! Jill Miller! I wonder how she's doing right now?
I think I started having penpals when I was 9 years old. Of course, at that time, we didn't have internet so I had to rely solely on writing my letters by hand. Yup, snail mail. I remember, everytime I received a letter from my friends I would be so ecstatic. I would address my letters care of my dad's office because it was like, only 8 meters away from the post office. My dad would bring them home and hand them to me and I would proceed to my bedroom and read about different places and cultures. I had penpals from the US, Finland, HongKong, Macau, Japan, France, Germany, Scotland, England, Indonesia, Australia, Mexico and oh my goodness, a lot more! That was how much I enjoyed letter writing. Sometimes, we would exchange trinkets like friendship bracelets or postcards or bookmarkers or stickers. There was a time when I sent some of my friends Philippine coins (of course, one at a time). =D But I had this friend, her name was Rachel Lynn Woods. She was my best-est penpal. We wrote each other for like 5 years or more. She gave me a wind-up musical dog and I sent her a Philippine doll. After that, we exchanged a lot of things as well as letters. We really enjoyed writing each other. Sadly, we have lost touch over the years because she moved frequently. My last 3 letters were returned to me with no forwarding address. She was originally from Illinois. I still look for her now in the internet. I hope to find her someday and rekindle our friendship.
Most of my penpals' letters are still in my room and I treasure them all. I remember going to the mall and picking the cutest stationary with matching envelopes. Oh, and of course the stickers. Never forget the stickers. =D My letters were always lengthy. It seemed that I always had something to write. Well, perhaps because of the length of time it took for a letter to arrive, so much has happened since then. Anyway, later on, a couple of my friends from the US would send me casette tapes and they would record their letter in there and some songs. Of course, I did the same. I was very happy when they told me that they understood everything I said to them and that they liked the songs I recorded for them (the songs were in English but were sung by Filipino artists). That was really fun.
I really valued the friendship formed through letter-writing. Because to be honest, it isn't easy. You just don't say something about the weather. You narrate about your life, your hopes and dreams. You share a piece of yourself to someone a thousand miles away and hope that your letter will make that person glad. You wait and wait for a reply and when it comes, you just can't wait to open it and take a peek into the world. In letter writing by snail mail, you really have to persevere, you have to WANT to do it. Having penpals made me value their friendship more because I know that they give some importance in our correspondence. It is this difficulty in letter exchanges that made me appreciate it even more. It's not like an email. You write down a few paragraphs and press send and voila! You've got mail. I just feel that somehow in this fast-paced world, a lot of things have become less meaningful.
I somehow feel a bit sad looking at all the letters from my friends. When I went to college, things just got so terribly busy and I just had no time to write anymore. There were times when I was SO busy I only saw my sister and brother every Sunday (we usually are together from Friday evening til Monday morning). I wish now that I had given even a little time to letter writing. I miss my friends. I wonder how they are right now. I wonder if they have families of their own, if they still live in the same address, if they are doing well. Yes, I miss them. I miss them a lot. Well maybe I'll surprise some of them with a postcard. Who knows? Our friendship may not be over yet.
This is only half of the letters I received from all my wonderful friends. If you are one of them, please please, email me soon! I miss you all!! =D
GIFTS FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD
These are just some of the postcards I received from my many penfriends...
This was a school project from a penpal from the US. You could see how old it is from the rusty staples on the edges.
The wind-up musical dog given by my dearest friend, Rachel Woods.
I overused the shirt given to me by Melissa (also from the US) but I still kept the package. I'm not worried at all about showing my address because my dad's office is no longer in that place. =D
Close-up of the parcel. The shirt I got was a pink one that had New Hampshire written on it.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
ARISTOTLE SAID...
Anybody can become angry. That is easy. But to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody's power and is not easy.
HOT HOT SUNDAY
I've started reading another book. I actually began reading it a few days ago. I chose Agatha Christie's Elephants Can Remember. Pretty interesting. Since I'll be going home in a few days' time, I figured, I might as well do as much reading as I can while the books are readily available. Hopefully, I'll be done with this book soon.
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It has been particularly hot today. Ethan was quite cranky at church this morning and I had to fan him furiously to calm him down. We had to exit the church for a while because he became quite whiny. Although it was quite bothersome, I still understood why he was having a tantrum. So, I just continued to fan him until the mass ended. I think next week, I'll let him and Nikki wear sleeveless shirts. He usually isn't this cranky when we're at church so it must have really been the heat.
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Last night, I watched Batman Begins on HBO. I already watched this movie before but I still wanted to watch it just the same. I'm really not a Batman expert (I leave that to my brother, who's a Batman fan) so I can't really give an adequate comparison of this movie with the other Batman flicks. But I could say for sure that I enjoyed the movie last night. It was simple and not as comical as let's say, having the Joker or The Riddler there. I also think Christian Bale is the best Batman among all the actors who played this dark role. Katie Holmes would not have been my first pick as Rachel but she did play a pretty good role there so I suppose that was allright. Anyway, it was nice watching it. Pretty entertaining. =D
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With it being a warm day and all, I decided that later in the afternoon, the boys could frolic in their inflatable pool. Well, after their nap at least. I think that will cool some hot heads. =D Maybe I'll take a quick dip as well.
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It has been particularly hot today. Ethan was quite cranky at church this morning and I had to fan him furiously to calm him down. We had to exit the church for a while because he became quite whiny. Although it was quite bothersome, I still understood why he was having a tantrum. So, I just continued to fan him until the mass ended. I think next week, I'll let him and Nikki wear sleeveless shirts. He usually isn't this cranky when we're at church so it must have really been the heat.
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Last night, I watched Batman Begins on HBO. I already watched this movie before but I still wanted to watch it just the same. I'm really not a Batman expert (I leave that to my brother, who's a Batman fan) so I can't really give an adequate comparison of this movie with the other Batman flicks. But I could say for sure that I enjoyed the movie last night. It was simple and not as comical as let's say, having the Joker or The Riddler there. I also think Christian Bale is the best Batman among all the actors who played this dark role. Katie Holmes would not have been my first pick as Rachel but she did play a pretty good role there so I suppose that was allright. Anyway, it was nice watching it. Pretty entertaining. =D
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With it being a warm day and all, I decided that later in the afternoon, the boys could frolic in their inflatable pool. Well, after their nap at least. I think that will cool some hot heads. =D Maybe I'll take a quick dip as well.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
FISHY FISHY
Hungry fish and water ripples. The boys and I dropped some rice into the water and it suddenly became a feeding frenzy. They must be really hungry.
Took this photo 2 months ago...
THIS ISN'T WHAT I WANTED
Yesterday was a bad day for ordering/buying. Well, for me at least. Last night, my parents, the boys and I ate at a fast food restaurant. I was pretty fed up of the food in that particular restaurant after eating there week after week so I went to the other fast food restaurant just beside it. I ordered lasagna, garlic sticks and nachos for take-out. They said my order would be ready in 15 minutes. It was close to 25 minutes when I got everything I ordered. When I got back to the restaurant where the boys were, I found out that my mom already ordered some food for me. So of course, I had to eat it. I did share my nachos with mom and dad. Since I was too full then, I decided to eat the lasagna for breakfast. That was the plan but imagine my surprise this morning when I saw what they gave me. Baked macaroni. Hmmm... I remember distinctly saying, "One order of LASAGNA for take-out please" last night. So why did my lasagna become baked macaroni? Thinking back, my only relief was that both cost the same so I suppose it was okay. But then again, my story does not end there...
After dinner last night, I told my dad I had to buy milk for the boys. So he brought me to a pharmacy and Nikki came along with me. I found Ethan's milk quickly enough and told the lady standing nearby that I wanted one can. I noted that the cans were in a glass cabinet and she needed to use a key to open it. After she gave me the can I told her I needed one more can of milk. I found Nikki's milk and through the glass I pointed at it and said, "Eto, Miss" ("This one, Miss"). While she was unlocking the glass cabinet, Nikki asked me if he could get ice cream, the one in the cup. He loves the mango flavor so I told him to get one. When he did, the woman gave me Nikki's milk and we paid for everything and were on our way home. When we got home, I proceeded to fill the boys' milk dispensers and again, imagine my surprise when I opened Nikki's milk and it was chocolate flavor! This time, I was disappointed. That can cost me P365. The vanilla flavor is only P342. There's a big difference there. And what am I to do with the chocolate flavor? Sigh. So today, I gave my dad some money to buy the right can of milk for Nikki. I was thinking that I could let Nikki try the chocolate flavor one at least. Maybe he'll learn to like it.
I was thinking, maybe it's my fault for not checking. Maybe I should have taken the time to open all the styrofoam containers to make sure that all my orders were right. Maybe it's my fault that I didn't check the can before paying for it. But I also thought, it was not completely my fault. I suppose being a consumer I always expect that not only should the goods be okay but the service should be as well. I know I did NOT make a mistake in saying my lasagna order. I know I did NOT make a mistake in pointing out the right flavor can to the woman. They just weren't paying attention. So, what am I to do? Do I complain? Do I rant or send a letter? There are times when I want to. But I do understand that some mistakes are excusable. Maybe this time, I'm not in the mood to complain or rant. I suppose I want to let it go. And I CAN let it go. But in the future, you can bet that I'll double check everything I buy.
After dinner last night, I told my dad I had to buy milk for the boys. So he brought me to a pharmacy and Nikki came along with me. I found Ethan's milk quickly enough and told the lady standing nearby that I wanted one can. I noted that the cans were in a glass cabinet and she needed to use a key to open it. After she gave me the can I told her I needed one more can of milk. I found Nikki's milk and through the glass I pointed at it and said, "Eto, Miss" ("This one, Miss"). While she was unlocking the glass cabinet, Nikki asked me if he could get ice cream, the one in the cup. He loves the mango flavor so I told him to get one. When he did, the woman gave me Nikki's milk and we paid for everything and were on our way home. When we got home, I proceeded to fill the boys' milk dispensers and again, imagine my surprise when I opened Nikki's milk and it was chocolate flavor! This time, I was disappointed. That can cost me P365. The vanilla flavor is only P342. There's a big difference there. And what am I to do with the chocolate flavor? Sigh. So today, I gave my dad some money to buy the right can of milk for Nikki. I was thinking that I could let Nikki try the chocolate flavor one at least. Maybe he'll learn to like it.
I was thinking, maybe it's my fault for not checking. Maybe I should have taken the time to open all the styrofoam containers to make sure that all my orders were right. Maybe it's my fault that I didn't check the can before paying for it. But I also thought, it was not completely my fault. I suppose being a consumer I always expect that not only should the goods be okay but the service should be as well. I know I did NOT make a mistake in saying my lasagna order. I know I did NOT make a mistake in pointing out the right flavor can to the woman. They just weren't paying attention. So, what am I to do? Do I complain? Do I rant or send a letter? There are times when I want to. But I do understand that some mistakes are excusable. Maybe this time, I'm not in the mood to complain or rant. I suppose I want to let it go. And I CAN let it go. But in the future, you can bet that I'll double check everything I buy.
HERMAN HESSE SAID...
It is not our purpose to become each other;
it is to recognize each other,
to learn to see each other
and honor him for what he is.
Friday, May 25, 2007
TIME AND DISTANCE
I cannot believe that it's Friday again. When you don't think about it, time flies so fast. But when you're overcome with boredom, the ticking takes forever.
I usually find time to be so unbelievably slow when Ruther and I are apart. I feel like the days drag on and on at a snail's pace. Sometimes it can be frustrating; other times it could even be worse. Even when I try to focus on other things, there is only so much distraction that I could take, only so much that I could do to keep myself busy and preoccupied. I suppose I have the boys to thank for filling my days and weeks and months. I'm happy that Ruther and I still get to talk every evening and keep in touch through email. I'm glad for technology. But I really miss the companionship, the embraces, the kisses and all those things that come with getting married. I miss my husband. A lot. Maybe even more now because this has been the longest project overseas that Ruther has accepted. My wish for the future is that we won't be apart any longer. I hope that this will be the last. To be gone for a week or two, would be all right. But for months on end... it's just too long and too many memories have come and gone. Being in our 30s, I want us to spend more time together, to watch movies, to go on dates, to exchange ideas, to attend birthday parties and talk about silly things. I want the next years to be about fun and excitement and romance and laughter. Bottomline is, I want us to be together.
Funny thing, time. When you're in your teens, you can't wait to grow up. But once you're an adult, you prefer to take things easy, to savor the world, to be with your loved ones. I don't know what the future has in store for us, but hopefully, it won't be something that Ruther and I will have to do apart.
I usually find time to be so unbelievably slow when Ruther and I are apart. I feel like the days drag on and on at a snail's pace. Sometimes it can be frustrating; other times it could even be worse. Even when I try to focus on other things, there is only so much distraction that I could take, only so much that I could do to keep myself busy and preoccupied. I suppose I have the boys to thank for filling my days and weeks and months. I'm happy that Ruther and I still get to talk every evening and keep in touch through email. I'm glad for technology. But I really miss the companionship, the embraces, the kisses and all those things that come with getting married. I miss my husband. A lot. Maybe even more now because this has been the longest project overseas that Ruther has accepted. My wish for the future is that we won't be apart any longer. I hope that this will be the last. To be gone for a week or two, would be all right. But for months on end... it's just too long and too many memories have come and gone. Being in our 30s, I want us to spend more time together, to watch movies, to go on dates, to exchange ideas, to attend birthday parties and talk about silly things. I want the next years to be about fun and excitement and romance and laughter. Bottomline is, I want us to be together.
Funny thing, time. When you're in your teens, you can't wait to grow up. But once you're an adult, you prefer to take things easy, to savor the world, to be with your loved ones. I don't know what the future has in store for us, but hopefully, it won't be something that Ruther and I will have to do apart.
THE GREATEST GAME EVER PLAYED
I watched this l
ast night on Star Movies. A really inspiring movie. It's a golf drama based on a true story. Synopsis from imdb.com posted by tollini:
And while we're at it...
He also won the U.S. Amateur Championship twice, in 1914 and 1931. He played on the first eight Walker Cup Teams and was Captain of the next four for a team record of 11-1. In 1951 he became the first American elected Captain of the Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews and in 1955 was the first-ever winner of the Bob Jones Award, the highest honor given by the United States Golf Association in recognition of distinguished sportsmanship in golf.
Ouimet has been named to every Golf Hall of Fame, and has a room named after him in the USGA Museum. He remained an amateur for his entire golf career. 
ast night on Star Movies. A really inspiring movie. It's a golf drama based on a true story. Synopsis from imdb.com posted by tollini:This is a story of golf in the early part of the 20th century. At that time, it was the game of upper class and rich "gentlemen", and working people could only participate by being caddies at country clubs. With this backdrop, this based-on-a-true-story unfolds with a young, working class boy who takes on the golf establishment and the greatest golfer in the world, Harry Vardon. And the story is inspirational. Against all odds, Francis Ouimet (played by Shia LaBeouf of "Holes") gets to compete against the greatest golfers of the U.S. and Great Britain at the 1913 U.S. Open. Francis is ill-prepared, and has a child for a caddy. But despite these handicaps, Francis displays courage, spirit, heroism, and humility at this world class event. And, we learn a lot about the early years of golf; f
or example, the use of small wooden clubs, the layout of the short holes, the manual scoreboard, the golfers swinging with pipes in their mouths, the terrible conditions of the greens and fairways, and the play not being canceled even in torrential rain.This film has stunning cinematography and art direction and editing. And with no big movie stars, the story is somehow more believable.
or example, the use of small wooden clubs, the layout of the short holes, the manual scoreboard, the golfers swinging with pipes in their mouths, the terrible conditions of the greens and fairways, and the play not being canceled even in torrential rain.This film has stunning cinematography and art direction and editing. And with no big movie stars, the story is somehow more believable.I really loved the story, so many lessons in one movie: a mother's love and encouragement, perseverance, believing in oneself, beating the odds, and friendship. While watching this movie, it's apparent that people succeed in life through encouragement from family, support from people who truly care, and hard work. There were several times when Ouimet gave up the game but because people believed in him and his talent, he pushed on and became legendary.
Shia LeBeouf played a great role as Francis Ouimet. But it was young Josh Flitter playing Eddie Lowery who made my day. He was so cute with his quips and his side comments. He was sooo cute I wanted to pinch his chubby cheeks. Anyway, the real Ouimet and Lowery became great friends and have remained friends until Ouimet's passing in 1967.
I really loved watching this movie. I think this deserves a second look. And yes, I did cry at the end of the movie. A good 5 minutes. =D
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And while we're at it...
From Wikipedia:
Francis Ouimet (May 8, 1893 – September 3, 1967) was an American golfer. He is widely known for winning the 1913 U.S. Open, and was the first American elected Captain of the Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews. His father was a French-Canadian immigrant and his mother was an Irish immigrant.
Ouimet won the 1913 U.S. Open as a 20-year-old amateur playing at The Country Club in Brookline, Massachusetts, where he used to caddie, playing against Britons Harry Vardon and Ted Ray. Ouimet's victory after an 18-hole playoff against Vardon and Ray was widely hailed as a stunning upset over the strongly-favored Britons.
He also won the U.S. Amateur Championship twice, in 1914 and 1931. He played on the first eight Walker Cup Teams and was Captain of the next four for a team record of 11-1. In 1951 he became the first American elected Captain of the Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews and in 1955 was the first-ever winner of the Bob Jones Award, the highest honor given by the United States Golf Association in recognition of distinguished sportsmanship in golf.
Ouimet has been named to every Golf Hall of Fame, and has a room named after him in the USGA Museum. He remained an amateur for his entire golf career.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
OVER IT
This is one of my current favorite songs. I love the beat, the nice melody. I think Katharine is really pretty in the video. Her make-up looked minimal and very fresh. Oh yes, and I loved her purple dress. =D
OVER IT
Katharine McPhee
I'm over your lies,
and I'm over your games.
I'm over you asking me,
when you know I'm not okay.
You call me at night,
and I pick up the phone.
And though you've been telling me,
I know you're not alone.
oh..
*That's why (your eyes)
I'm over it (your smile)
I'm over it (realize)
I'm over it
I'm over it
I'm over...
Wanting you, to be wanting me.
No that ain't no way to be.
How I feel, read my lips,
because I'm so over...
Moving on, it's my time,
you never were a friend of mine.
Hurt at first, a little bit,
but now I'm so over.
I'm so over it...
I'm over your hands,
and I'm over your mouth.
Trying to drag me down,
and fill me with self-doubt.
oh... *
Don't call, don't come by,
ain't no use, don't ask me why,
you'll never change,
there'll be no more crying in the rain.
Wanting you, to be wanting me.
No that ain't no way to be.
How I feel, read my lips,
because I'm so over...
Moving on, it's my time,
you never were a friend of mine.
Hurt at first, a little bit,
but now I'm so over.
I'm so over it...
I'm so over it...
I'm over it...
I'm so over, I'm so over it.
BIRDHOUSE
I love this photo. It's simple but very dramatic. I think the use of trunks as the stand for the birdhouse was a nice touch. Makes it look very rustic.
Took this photo last week.
AMY R. RAABE SAID...
Scatter seeds of kindness
everywhere you go;
Scatter bits of courtesy-
watch them grow and grow.
Gather buds of friendship;
Keep them till full-blown;
You will find more happiness
than you have ever known.
LET ME BE
I so dislike prissy people. One who thinks that he or she is better than all the rest. One who believes in saying whatever he or she damn well pleases but hurts other people in the process. Some people say, "Be true to yourself". Sure, I believe that. But I also believe that in being true to oneself, we have to be mindful of others. This is why we are given a conscience. To guide us. We don't just do things just because we feel like it. We have to weigh, we have to gauge if our actions will have consequences later on, we have to watch out lest we hurt others.
Some people are braver than others, some hearts are made of stone. Maybe that's how they can stop the emotions coursing through them, because there are times when they don't feel anything at all.
I wonder at times about how different everyone is. True, I cannot please everybody but at least I do TRY to understand the situation and make sure that everything's okay or will turn out okay. I think that life is too short to make enemies. I think that life should be enjoyed, should be shared, should be a rainbow-color of emotions. Why be nasty, why be so inconsiderate and trample on others' feelings? Why suffer anger and resentment when you could be deliriously happy and carefree?
I have recently been tagged by 2 nice friends. It was such a pleasure because this is actually my first and second time to be tagged and I find tags very useful in self-recognition and self-realization. I did have loads of fun replying to the tag. I admit, some tags I've read are corny but others are downright intellectually overwhelming and stimulating. Anyway, I selected a few friends and tagged them, as well as "everyone else who wants to be tagged". I was happy to see that some of them were game even if I mentioned in my post that they did not have to do the tag if they didn't want to. However, I was particularly hurt at one instance. I found out that a blogger friend detests this kind of "games". I would have let it go if he/she simply did not give me a small excuse not to do it, after all, I did say in the post that it's okay not to reply to it. But then, after visiting his/her blog, I found out that I was mocked for tagging him/her. Of course, I was hurt. I mean, what is so different from being tagged and writing about yourself everyday? What is so different from saying "I like french fries" and "I adore Ferragamo shoes"? I would have let it go if he/she explained to me his/her refusal to reply to the tag. I suppose I wanted to understand why. We are after all, entitled to do whatever we want in this world. I just thought that he/she would be more forthcoming with me and would not mock me for something that I was not aware of: that he/she did not like to be tagged. Well, my bad. Never again will he/she be included in my list. I suppose that would make him/her happy.
And no, I'm not being sarcastic.
Some people are braver than others, some hearts are made of stone. Maybe that's how they can stop the emotions coursing through them, because there are times when they don't feel anything at all.
I wonder at times about how different everyone is. True, I cannot please everybody but at least I do TRY to understand the situation and make sure that everything's okay or will turn out okay. I think that life is too short to make enemies. I think that life should be enjoyed, should be shared, should be a rainbow-color of emotions. Why be nasty, why be so inconsiderate and trample on others' feelings? Why suffer anger and resentment when you could be deliriously happy and carefree?
I have recently been tagged by 2 nice friends. It was such a pleasure because this is actually my first and second time to be tagged and I find tags very useful in self-recognition and self-realization. I did have loads of fun replying to the tag. I admit, some tags I've read are corny but others are downright intellectually overwhelming and stimulating. Anyway, I selected a few friends and tagged them, as well as "everyone else who wants to be tagged". I was happy to see that some of them were game even if I mentioned in my post that they did not have to do the tag if they didn't want to. However, I was particularly hurt at one instance. I found out that a blogger friend detests this kind of "games". I would have let it go if he/she simply did not give me a small excuse not to do it, after all, I did say in the post that it's okay not to reply to it. But then, after visiting his/her blog, I found out that I was mocked for tagging him/her. Of course, I was hurt. I mean, what is so different from being tagged and writing about yourself everyday? What is so different from saying "I like french fries" and "I adore Ferragamo shoes"? I would have let it go if he/she explained to me his/her refusal to reply to the tag. I suppose I wanted to understand why. We are after all, entitled to do whatever we want in this world. I just thought that he/she would be more forthcoming with me and would not mock me for something that I was not aware of: that he/she did not like to be tagged. Well, my bad. Never again will he/she be included in my list. I suppose that would make him/her happy.
And no, I'm not being sarcastic.
DAD AND DAUGHTER
Aside from mundane things and colorful sunsets, I love taking photos of people as well. I find so many emotions expressed in a single photo when people are the subject. I like this photo I took in Japan. It's a father and daughter. At one time, the little girl rested her head on her dad's and he let her while he checked his messages on his cellphone. I think that was a sweet moment.
Photo taken at Motomachi, Yokohama.
HOUSE OF WAX
House of Wax was on HBO last night. I vaguely remember watching this before but not finishing it. When I watched it last night, I realized why. It was just so gory! With the decapitation and slashing and torture, no wonder I could never remember the ending of this movie because I was too scared the first time to watch it. For most part of the movie, I was watching on mute just so I would not jump out of my skin but still, some of the scenes made my skin crawl and gave me palpitations. I would rather watch suspenseful movies like Jaws, The Ring, I Know What You Did Last Summer, Night of The Living Dead. Even Alien and Silent Hill. But not the likes of Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I just find mutilation every 10 minutes or so unnerving. It just affects me too much. 
Although I have to admit that Elisha Cuthbert did play an excellent role in the movie. Her acting was really good. And Chad Michael Murray too. I told Ruther about what I felt about the movie and how affected I was. He said that that was usually what audiences wanted which is why most US horror films are like that. I suppose he's right because Asian horror films are more suspenseful and thrilling than gory. At least this time, I did finish the movie. *rolleyes* Oh well...
Although I have to admit that Elisha Cuthbert did play an excellent role in the movie. Her acting was really good. And Chad Michael Murray too. I told Ruther about what I felt about the movie and how affected I was. He said that that was usually what audiences wanted which is why most US horror films are like that. I suppose he's right because Asian horror films are more suspenseful and thrilling than gory. At least this time, I did finish the movie. *rolleyes* Oh well...Wednesday, May 23, 2007
MORNING HAS BROKEN
Good morning!
I took this photo at the grandstand last month. I love how brightly the sun shines and the birds all up and searching for food on the ground.
FROM SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
When you're attracted to someone it just means that your subconscious is attracted to their subconscious, subconsciously, so what we know as fate is two neuroses knowing that they're a perfect match. ~Jeff Arch, Nora Ephron, and David S. Ward, Sleepless in Seattle
PASONANCA
The boys, mom, dad and I visited a place called Pasonanca this afternoon. It's composed of several parks that's a short drive away from home. We thought that it would be a nice place to go after our Fort Pilar trip last week. Of course, the boys had a wonderful time running around the place. =D
At the butterfly farm (soon to open).
The sign says Welcome! (Bienvenidos!) Jardin (Garden) Maria Clara L. Lobregat. This woman was the former mayor of the city. She already passed away.
Hey Ethan, look here! =D
At the Boy Scouts camp. My dad said this place already existed when he was still a young boy. So this place is really several years old! Good thing they still keep the place clean and maintained.
In one of the huts.
Before heading home, one more shot at the entrance.
FLASHBACK 2003
Nikki was almost 2 in this photo. I think he looks so cute in this costume. My mom bought this for him. At first he didn't want to wear the hood but once it was over his head, he didn't want to remove it. =D Sooo cute!
REBOUND
I watched Rebound on Star Movies last night. It was a funny movie. Martin Lawrence played his role without the sickening comedy almost always present in US-made comedy films. I thought that it was also nice that the kids in the movie were all new faces. The story was okay, similar to Mighty Ducks but I think it was Martin Lawrence that made everything unique. So yeah, I liked it.
Synopsis from imdb.com: Coach Roy once was college basketball's top mastermind. But lately his attentions have been on his next endorsements, not on his next game. What¹s more, Roy's temper has run
amuck, leading to his being banned from college ball until he can demonstrate compliance--in other words, not explode every time he walks onto the court. Roy waits and waits; for a suitable coaching offer, but he receives only one: the Mount Vernon Junior High School Smelters basketball squad. Roy reluctantly accepts the offer, hoping that a few weeks at the school will prove his good intentions and restore him to his high-living ways as a celebrated college coach. But when old school meets middle school, Coach Roy doesn't know what hit him. It's not until Roy decides to teach his young charges some new concepts--like passing, rebounding, dribbling, and scoring--that the Smelters begin to find success and Roy finds something long thought lost: his love of the game. Written by Sujit R. Varma
amuck, leading to his being banned from college ball until he can demonstrate compliance--in other words, not explode every time he walks onto the court. Roy waits and waits; for a suitable coaching offer, but he receives only one: the Mount Vernon Junior High School Smelters basketball squad. Roy reluctantly accepts the offer, hoping that a few weeks at the school will prove his good intentions and restore him to his high-living ways as a celebrated college coach. But when old school meets middle school, Coach Roy doesn't know what hit him. It's not until Roy decides to teach his young charges some new concepts--like passing, rebounding, dribbling, and scoring--that the Smelters begin to find success and Roy finds something long thought lost: his love of the game. Written by Sujit R. Varma It's pretty close to a Disney Original Movie with the lessons and being true to oneself but it's not sappy and you do not get teary-eyed at the end of the movie. So it's okay I suppose. =D
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
PIGEON
I don't go out much because of my status as a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom. But when I do get the chance, I try to take advantage of the wonderful sceneries and wildlife and take as much photos as I can.
I took this photo at Minato Mirai 21, Yokohama.
I'VE BEEN TAGGED AGAIN!
I've been tagged by Amy. =D
The Rules: Each person tagged gives seven random facts about themselves. Those tagged need to write in their blogs seven facts, as well as the rules of the game. You need to tag seven others and list their names on your blog. You have to leave those you plan on tagging a note in their comments so they know that they have been tagged and need to read your blog.
Here goes:
1. I love sunsets. I could spend every afternoon watching sunsets if I could. I love the colors, the quiet, the emotions that are evoked in me. Love love love it.
2. I am a Cancer. Everything said about Cancerians applies to me 90%, I believe.
3. I want to have my own business someday. Maybe breeding dogs, or owning a pet shop, or opening a day care center, or a small boutique.
4. I hate cockroaches but I hate mice and rats even more.
5. Ruther was my one and only boyfriend.
6. I want to learn how to play the drums.
7. I am in love with love.
Hmmm... I am tagging Mommy Melisse, Mommy Kathy and Jenny!
The Rules: Each person tagged gives seven random facts about themselves. Those tagged need to write in their blogs seven facts, as well as the rules of the game. You need to tag seven others and list their names on your blog. You have to leave those you plan on tagging a note in their comments so they know that they have been tagged and need to read your blog.
Here goes:
1. I love sunsets. I could spend every afternoon watching sunsets if I could. I love the colors, the quiet, the emotions that are evoked in me. Love love love it.
2. I am a Cancer. Everything said about Cancerians applies to me 90%, I believe.
3. I want to have my own business someday. Maybe breeding dogs, or owning a pet shop, or opening a day care center, or a small boutique.
4. I hate cockroaches but I hate mice and rats even more.
5. Ruther was my one and only boyfriend.
6. I want to learn how to play the drums.
7. I am in love with love.
Hmmm... I am tagging Mommy Melisse, Mommy Kathy and Jenny!
LEO BUSCAGLIA SAID...
Perfect love is rare indeed -
for to be a lover will require that you continually have
the subtlety of the very wise,
the flexibility of the child,
the sensitivity of the artist,
the understanding of the philosopher,
the acceptance of the saint,
the tolerance of the scholar
and the fortitude of the certain.
JELLO FLOWER
Another jello photo. I actually took a lot the first time. This is just another one of those shots. Actually looks like stained glass art...
Monday, May 21, 2007
SWEET MANGOES
Sweet and juicy Philippine mangoes. This is my favorite fruit. I could eat this everyday and still make it into a drink and drink it everyday. That's how much I love it. Doesn't it look juicy?
The way I sliced the mango is the way we do it here in the Philippines. Sometimes we don't even have to use a spoon to eat it. We just slice it into cubes, eat it, and after we're done, we just throw away the peelings and the seed. I will surely miss this fruit once the mango season is over...
I'VE BEEN TAGGED...
Mommy Stella tagged me! She said that I have to list 5 crazy things about me. Okay, here they are. Well, maybe these are all I could think off...
1. When I was little, my mom owned this cute lipstick set. It was a lip gloss and lip color in a strawberry case (the case was made of fiberglass). The strawberry case was as big as an actual strawberry and really looked like a REAL strawberry. You open it (it halved) and on one side was the lip gloss and the other side was the actual lipstick (only it was not in the form of a stick so you needed a lip brush to apply it on your lips). And, not only was it a cute strawberry and looked like a strawberry but it SMELLED like strawberries too. So one day, when I was little (I think I was only 3 years old then), my mom caught me EATING the lip gloss! She told me that my face was covered with the gloss (good thing I didn't eat the lipstick) and from then on, she kept that cute strawberry lipstick and I never saw it again. The end.
2. I nearly killed my sister. Okay, I'm exaggerating. It was during summer. I think I was 10 years old. We were having our golf clinic and we were all down at the driving range practicing our swings. I had a driver in my hand when I did some practice shots. Then, when I was doing a backswing, the club hit my sister right smack in the middle of her forehead! I was sooo shocked! My sister paled (she hated blood then) and I don't remember what happened next but some people brought her to the nearby hospital where she got some stitches for the cut on her forehead. Of course I cried but my mom and dad didn't give me the third degree because they realized that it was an accident. After that, I would tease my sister that it was a good thing I got her right in the middle of her forehead otherwise she would have gotten a lopsided scar. =D
3. I joined a Miss Yuletide contest. It was not my choice. I had a shy personality when I was young and would clam up when there were lots of strangers around. I was elected to join by relatives. I dunno the reason for the contest, all I know was that one day, one of my relatives spoke to my mom and told her they were including me in this contest. Imagine my mortification! Good thing this was organized by my relatives only. They said it was "just for fun". Well it wasn't for me. Anyway, my sister was Miss Yuletide '85 and I was '86. 'Nuff said.
4. I loooooove orange float! Sometimes, when I badly need a pick-me-up, I buy a pint of vanilla ice cream and a can of orange soda and make my own orange float. Really really one of my favorite (and sinful!) things! I like it with lots and lots of vanilla ice cream!! Yummy! (Okay, I know this is not so crazy, but I still loved sharing this!)
5. I suppose the craziest thing I have ever done is deciding to homeschool my boys. I still have to get support from my family, I still take it one day at a time. Sometimes I feel like everyone is against me, sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind, sometimes I feel like I'm all alone. But when I see Nikki googly-eyed at a bug or Ethan painting away like mad or when I see them so interested in learning, I feel that this sacrifice, to be a stay-at-home mom, is worth all the lack of support, having no career and being financially dependent on a husband. Hopefully, when the boys are bigger, then people will begin to see the fruits of my labor. For now, I'm just hoping I'M not crazy.
Okay, I'm done. Hmmm... I'm tagging you, Mitzh! Oh, and Jenica too! Enjoy! =D And anyone else who wants to be tagged. So, go!
P.S. Of course, you can opt not to do it if you don't feel like it... I think tags are fun! It's like getting to know me again. =D
WAIT TO CROSS
Ruther took this photo. I love this photo - the maaany people, all grouped together, just waiting for a single thing: for the light to change.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
SUNNY SUNDAY
We finally have a date. We're planning to return to Manila on the 5th of June. My brother-in-law assures me that by that time we will have our room already so I really hope he's right. Daddy will make the resevations tomorrow. Hopefully, the airline will still have those promo tickets. That's be a big help with the total cost of our plane fares. I'll find out tomorrow...
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This is by far, the yummiest shampoo I have ever used. And by "yummiest", I mean the smell, not the taste of course. It says "strawberries and cream" on it and I swear, that is exactly what it smells like. It smells so good, I don't use it on the boys because I'm afraid they'll try to eat or drink it. Yes, that's how yummy it is. This was given by my mom's sisters as a pasalubong from Canada. It also has a conditioner and I forgot to take a photo of it. Duh. I still can't say if it keeps my hair shiny but it really does a nice job of keeping my tresses squeaky clean. But I was thinking that even if it doesn't do its job, I would still buy it. Yes, it's THAT yummy. =D
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We had dinner out again tonight. I was so stuffed with the garlic rice, lumpiang shanghai, inihaw na isda (roasted fish), balat ng manok (fried chicken skin), and pancit guisado. Of course, I had to order a tall glass of mango shake. It was so refreshing. Even Nikki had a few sips.
Even if it's still a few days before we leave for Manila, my dad is already saying how much he will miss the boys. He's that attached to them. He even calls them up every week! I suppose having dinner out as often as we can is his way of bonding with them. My dad is such a dear. I'm sure the boys will miss him and my mom as well. =D
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This is by far, the yummiest shampoo I have ever used. And by "yummiest", I mean the smell, not the taste of course. It says "strawberries and cream" on it and I swear, that is exactly what it smells like. It smells so good, I don't use it on the boys because I'm afraid they'll try to eat or drink it. Yes, that's how yummy it is. This was given by my mom's sisters as a pasalubong from Canada. It also has a conditioner and I forgot to take a photo of it. Duh. I still can't say if it keeps my hair shiny but it really does a nice job of keeping my tresses squeaky clean. But I was thinking that even if it doesn't do its job, I would still buy it. Yes, it's THAT yummy. =D
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We had dinner out again tonight. I was so stuffed with the garlic rice, lumpiang shanghai, inihaw na isda (roasted fish), balat ng manok (fried chicken skin), and pancit guisado. Of course, I had to order a tall glass of mango shake. It was so refreshing. Even Nikki had a few sips.
Even if it's still a few days before we leave for Manila, my dad is already saying how much he will miss the boys. He's that attached to them. He even calls them up every week! I suppose having dinner out as often as we can is his way of bonding with them. My dad is such a dear. I'm sure the boys will miss him and my mom as well. =D
Saturday, May 19, 2007
SATURDAY SLOW DOWN
Ruther's headache and dizziness finally went away, much to my delight. When we spoke last night, he was already feeling a bit better. He had to take a paracetamol though but only once. Am really glad that he's no longer having the headache. I always feel so bad when he's not feeling well and I'm so far away. Utterly frustrating.
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Last night, the boys and I talked about birthday cakes. Ethan is celebrating his 4th Birthday next month and even if we won't have a party, I always buy a cake to commemorate the celebration. I think it would be wonderful for them (when they are older) to see their birthday pictures every year with a cake and candles. Anyway, I've been thinking of what to get Ethan for his cake. Last year, his cake had a Superboy motif (that was so much fun). I asked Nikki if Ethan would prefer a Lightning McQueen cake or one with the Little Einsteins on it because those are the shows he loves watching right now. Nikki picked Little Einsteins. I suppose he's right because Ethan keeps on bringing the Little Einsteins DVD case with him wherever he goes. So, sure, if it's available, Little Einsteins cake it is.
Then I asked Nikki what HE would like for his birthday. He said that he wanted a Mickey Mouse cake. I told him that was what he had last year. So I asked him if he wanted a Toy Story cake instead. And he agreed. But he specifically told me that he wants the Toy Story 2 (with Woody, Buzz, Jessie, Stinky Pete and Bullseye) and not the Toy Story. Uh, okay.
Kids. =D
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Last night, the boys and I talked about birthday cakes. Ethan is celebrating his 4th Birthday next month and even if we won't have a party, I always buy a cake to commemorate the celebration. I think it would be wonderful for them (when they are older) to see their birthday pictures every year with a cake and candles. Anyway, I've been thinking of what to get Ethan for his cake. Last year, his cake had a Superboy motif (that was so much fun). I asked Nikki if Ethan would prefer a Lightning McQueen cake or one with the Little Einsteins on it because those are the shows he loves watching right now. Nikki picked Little Einsteins. I suppose he's right because Ethan keeps on bringing the Little Einsteins DVD case with him wherever he goes. So, sure, if it's available, Little Einsteins cake it is.
Then I asked Nikki what HE would like for his birthday. He said that he wanted a Mickey Mouse cake. I told him that was what he had last year. So I asked him if he wanted a Toy Story cake instead. And he agreed. But he specifically told me that he wants the Toy Story 2 (with Woody, Buzz, Jessie, Stinky Pete and Bullseye) and not the Toy Story. Uh, okay.
Kids. =D
NUMBERS
4 - Ethan's turning age next month
0 - Number of times I have smoked in my entire life
100 - Ethan's favorite number
7 - This year's wedding anniversary for Ruther and me
23 - The age I got married
200 - The MAXimum cost of a blouse or shirt that I would be willing to buy for myself, in pesos
2 - Number of siblings Ruther and I have
32 - Ruther's current age
7 - Number of years I spent at University
1 - Number of boyfriends I have had
0 - Number of times I have smoked in my entire life
100 - Ethan's favorite number
7 - This year's wedding anniversary for Ruther and me
23 - The age I got married
200 - The MAXimum cost of a blouse or shirt that I would be willing to buy for myself, in pesos
2 - Number of siblings Ruther and I have
32 - Ruther's current age
7 - Number of years I spent at University
1 - Number of boyfriends I have had
ORANGE BALL
A beautiful photo I took last month. When I stare at the sun, it almost makes my eyes hurt. =D
I loooove sunsets.