I’m supposed to be working on a few tasks. @.@ But then I found myself just “couchpotato-ing” in pinterest on “yoga” search terms. My brain went on to comatose after days of going back and forth to hospitals / clinics / laboratories for the mother & MIL.
Anyhow, I wanted some new meaning in life, and maybe finding that perfect yoga mat will give me that.
Then, I came across these photos in pinterest one after another:
So much about the meaning of life…
Because the habal-habal drivers waiting look like adik2x, I decided to walk from home to the merkado which is just probably 1km away. Duh! (Sorry, habal2x drivers for my unfair judgment but taking off your dark shades would help.)
And, I pretended I was a tourist and took some photos along the way. I mean why do I take a lot of photos when I’m in a new place but not in my place? So to be fair to my other hometown, I snap photos.
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Life is a walk in parkmall…
This afternoon, I followed Parkmall’s ad copy — Life is a walk.
Ironic that as a parent, “parenting” (and other child-rearing issues) is a topic I tried to avoid getting into a discussion because it can sometime turn into a vitamin-pissing-contest.
Honestly, I’m secretly wishing for my kids to be on their own the soonest, and parent their own selves. Allowance will be forwarded to them for starters just so they have nice words to say about me… for a start. =)
In short, I really do not know what’s in parenting. The thing is I might even needed one, but on the other thought, do we really like to be “parent-ed”?
We did not know Migi got a medal until Meg mentioned about it. Well, typical Migi, he’s just hard to read among the three, and the least to bother to share his thought.
And typical Migi, there’s something natural of him with sports – like getting a gold in table tennis even if it’s his first encounter with it (that’s the typical mother in me being proud).
Looking at the picture Leah tagged me, I remember how motherhood made me loveeee Mondays and weekdays. Before, when kids were little, I dreaded weekends or long holidays because Ate Mona would be off, and I had to do everything (cooking, washing dishes to baby butts to not sleeping at night and day) with 1 or 2 babies constantly hugging my legs or crying.
So Monday morning, once Ate Mona arrived, I would throw the kids at her; go to work, and doze off at the comfort of my cubicle to catch up on the sleepless weekend/holidays. To my previous employers, thank you for saving my sanity.
Being sleepless on working days were bearable because at least I would have my “break” at the office. But on weekends and especially long holidays, i’d be all alone with 2 kids strapped all over my body; i’d feel like a zombie without a daybreak.
The one time I “accidentally” took a nap on a Christmas holiday, a baby cried because he fell off from the bed. And he had a “bukol” on his head as a Worst Mother award to me.
So to all the mothers-to-be, it’s perfectly okay to NOT have a baby. And if you really really want to, FOOD IS COMFORT. @.@
Go on, indulge because you know happy mother is happy kids. 🙂
So these photos were like “Inday and dodong’s day-off.”
Smalltowngirlsmidnighttrains.com, a blog of a writer i looked up to, one time showcased different doors from her travels.
This week, this were my doors:
Thankfully, there’s nothing serious. But this is going to be a slow long process. So hello to more doors. 🙂
I just want to take this space to thank every one we met along the way: from the helpful taxi drivers, co-mates waiting in line for the doctors, the staff, and, God. 🙂
Dear, God & universe, please guide us more to the right doors. 🙂
I’m not really a big bacon fan because I grew up to “adobo;” and bacon feels like the pabebe version of it. And, Ate Mona cooks a killer adobo.
But I used to get the packed bacon before, from time to time. Well, we just gotta give in to peer pressure. But I stopped it when I could feel there’s too much preservatives from it.
Until I discovered fresh-cut bacon, first at SM groceries. But not all their groceries carry it.
And, I felt how outdated I was at that time. Until a friend was playing by posting again and again bacon photos, and how he missed it because their family stopped eating canned goods or goods with preservative.
And, I was like. Poor dude that he did not meet fresh-cut bacon-sliced pork meat.
Then, I passed by this at Rustan’s yesterday, and think of the poor dude. 🙂
Really, the fresh ones tastes way much better (me thinks) over the packed one, and much cheaper. I just salt and black pepper it, then boil it, then drain the water, and cook it dry (if there’s such thing as “cooking dry” or maybe pan-grill is the better term.)
And, if you cannot find this fresh-cuts, well, go macho with adobo! 🙂
I was filling out a medical form for my mother when i came across a question asking about “number of pregnancies,” i felt a pang of loneliness/happiness when I realized that i do have siblingsss, not 1 but 4. My mother had 4 pregnancies. I think i was her 3rd — the only survivor. She had 3 miscarriages, with one of them for a pair of twins. That’s why I (am supposed to) have 4 siblings, only they became angels too early.
I think the 2 pregnancies were ahead of me. Then i remember when i was a kid, my mother went to the hospital then something about baby inside the box. I think that was her fourth and last miscarriage.
I wish i had at least an eeny weeny memory of them. All I could remember were the palm-reading games we played with my friends as kids, and then they would tell me that the lines of my palm indicated that I’m a “jealous” kind that’s why my siblings were dead. Talking about brutal sibling rivalry. @.@
Looking at the number 4 on the form, it felt weird.
I’m supposed to have an Ate or Kuya (i’m not really sure with the gender), and I’m supposed to be a big sister Ate. For a moment, I felt un-alone.
But then they’re all just a number on a medical form. And, I felt alone.
To my 4 siblings, I will celebrate national sibling day from now on!
Guicon(sp) or fresh rolls, pomelo salad, pad thai, and Thai milk tea at Royal Krua Thai (BTC, Cebu branch preferrably) is the current playlist i want to eat over and over again. 🙂
Pomelo salad (or any of their papaya / mango salad) mix it together with pad thai is like beautiful music to my taste buds!
I also like This soup, forgot the name. @.@
Also their home-made ice cream is worth a try. I tried their coconut icecream – yum! 🙂
Anyhow, I want to thank Ruby for re-introducing Thai food to me. I never liked Thai food before, i always find their flavors too extreme for my taste.
(Sorry, Krua Thai, my photo is bad.)