Couch Potato Corner

Coming home...

2008-10-07T18:37:00.007+08:00

I was getting ready to have dinner with my college friends last Friday when I began to feel a sudden excitement and soothing calm. Then I thought to myself, "I guess this is what the word homecoming means". The thought of seeing and being with these people whom I consider life long friends and family once again really made it feel like I was 'coming home'.

And why wouldn't I feel this way when it was these people I studied, partied, disagreed, cried and rejoiced with back in college - the best 3 years of my life (3 years because of the trimestral system). And even years after college we remained friends and allowed ourselves to be part of each others lives.

I remember in those days we even made a plan to meet up for lunch once a month. Obviously, with everyone's busy schedule, the monthly plan has become an at least twice a year event (sans getting together for our kids' birthday parties).

This dinner was particularly special because we celebrated Dada winning her company's international achievement award which will be taking her to London in a few days. For me, aside from celebrating Dada's success, it was my first time to return to Kit's house after Reyster passed away and it was a part of my process of coming to terms with his passing. Even if he was not physically present, I was so sure he was there with us.

I was happy that at least our core was in complete attendance. It's usually difficult to get everyone to attend and actually stay. We arrived at Kit's around 8pm and were treated to her yummy home cooked lamb chops, liempo and a variety of pasta dishes. Then we shared on oreo cheesecake with cookies and cream ice cream on the side (ooh, i can still remember the taste!). Afterwhich, our ever so creative host Kit prepared and served mojitos. In between all of these we shared stories, updating each other of current events in our lives.

What was enjoyably surprising was that after all these years, there would still be stories that would come out that the other members of the group didn't know of, and it's these stories that would allow us to piece together little bits of information that would complete another story or an unresolved mystery(for that night, it was Torts on the hot seat). We laughed so hard, couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks.

This went on until about 1:30am. Rob and I had an early morning the next day so even if I didn't want to leave, we had to go ahead, leaving the rest to reminisce and continue the night.

I left Kit's house that night feeling as if I was leaving my family after a reunion. And as I initially felt, that's just what it was, a homecoming.

I look forward to the next time we meet up, with tissue in hand, ready for another round of hard laughter, with tears. It always feels comforting to come home.

A young boys dream comes true

2008-09-29T10:42:00.006+08:00

In our household it is normal to hear slapping of slipper soles on the floor. One slap, then another. This goes on and on. When you follow the source of the noise, you will find a 6 year old boy making phantom basketball shots. When he isn't doing this, he is making real shots in his small court in the backyard, or at RFM when we play on Sundays.

You could say that our son Rocco is hooked on the game. From playing on the PSP, to watching old videos of Michael Jordan, to watching La Salle play in the UAAP, he has developed a passion for the game that neither Rob or I had when we were his age.

Call us proud, doting parents (as we are of our kids), but we see a potential that may or may not be, and I believe it is our duty to nurture and encourage (without unhealthy pressure) it. When you ask him who his idols are, two names are mentioned, Michael Jordan and DLSU's Jvee Casio.

So when we heard that the Green Archers were going to attend Mass at Rocco's school, we decided to hear Mass there as well so that Rocco could get see and possibly meet his idol. After the Mass the players were gracious enough to sign autographs and pose for photos.

We walked up to Jvee and asked for a picture and autograph.

Then a small voice softly said to Jvee "I want to be like you". We then saw a shy but heart warmed smile from his idol and he softly answered "Wow, thank you."

After that surreal encounter, Rocco wanted photo's with the other members of his favorite team, and the players obliged.

As parents, we were just as happy so see the dream of a young boy come true on a warm Sunday morning.

UAAP Men's Basktball Season is over

2008-09-25T22:53:00.007+08:00

The UAAP Men's Basketball Championship for Season 71 is over. Crummy that there's nothing to look forward to on TV every Thursday, Saturday and Sunday afternoon.

Congratulations Ateneo. You have a real good team this year and you played well. We had so many chances to score and close the gap, but again, the shots just didn’t fall. It just wasn’t meant to be.

Personally, I am happy that our team got this far and anything more is just gravy. But never did I imagine that it would end this way.

In all my years of playing and watching basketball games, I am usually not one to blame the officiating. But on this occasion I’m in shock at how the game was manipulated by people other than the players and in such blatant fashion. If they wanted to decide the outcome of the game, then they could have spared us all this drama.

It’s not that Ateneo does not deserve the victory, they do. But what gets my goat is that our team was not even given a chance. The officiating controlled the game rather than letting the players play. Calling that second technical on Rico decided the outcome of the game. And what was it for? Something that LOOKED LIKE taunting! I painfully watched the replay of the game just to see if Rico Maierhofer did make a dirty finger on Rabeh AL Husseini, you would see Maierhofer doing that same signaling to his teammates for most of the game, and at that instant right before the refs called the T, he was signaling at Jvee Casio.

So, I wonder if the ref will get suspended for that? Throughout the season, referees were suspended for making supposedly erroneous calls (incidentally on teams playing against La Salle). This one should take the cake, but since the Commissioner is from Ateneo, let's see if any form of action is taken.

Though it may seem sweet to Ateneo, I can't help but feel that this victory is somehow hollow because someone else helped win it for them. Still, enjoy your victory. You deserve it if we will base it on the whole season. NOT on this game.

I feel most for Jvee Casio. I saw his game face (one I don’t remember ever seeing before) when he received his Mythical Five award. And I saw the frustration and the mumbled words (which looked like “patay ako”) when he got his 4th foul.

I commend the team, especially those that stepped up until the very end. Keep your heads up! We are all proud of you!

The intensity that most of us have been waiting to see from our team was shown in the 1st quarter…now THAT was La Salle basketball (a little over emotional maybe, but that Animo, the hustle, the desire was there)…it was what I have been waiting to see all season long…but it possibly came too late…and as we saw, didn’t last long enough.

And as we have done in the past, from the ashes we must rise up and learn from this. Massive player build up/training should be priority. Is it possible that we were caught flat footed because most were still celebrating last years victory? May be, may be not. But it’s definitely a wake up call.

Nevertheless, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Let’s give it to the Blue Eagles to relish this one as it will be another few years before they feel this way again.

278 days to go until Season 72!

It will always be ANIMO LA SALLE!

a new addition to the family

2008-08-19T09:33:00.003+08:00

Nope, that isn't Snoopy. It's our new baby! A 3 month old Siberian Husky named Shadow. A birthday gift to my brother but since dogs aren't allowed in his condo, he had to leave Shadow at home with us to the delight of everyone in our household. He now joins our reliable askal Ampon.

Though he is a real hyper pup and wreaks havoc now and then, he has brought much joy to us, just like a new baby. We were able to teach him to sit, lie down and jump up. He still loves to bite or nib since he is still teething so we have to keep directing him to his chew toys.

We went to Tiendesitas a week ago to look at other Husky's and we saw this real huge one. We hope he would grow that big (obviously not thinking about his food requirements by that time). We are also thinking of having him train as a a search and rescue dog. I heard their breed are good at that. For now, he is the darling of the house.

Solar Sports All Access???More like Solar Sports All Commercials!!!

2008-08-08T23:36:00.010+08:00

"Buti pa si Onyok at Monsour, mas mahaba pa ang sinabi."

This was the hilarious text I received from a friend as she referred to the commercials that showed former Filipino Olympians talk about their experiences. This came after seeing a literal several second GLIMPSE of the RP contingent as they paraded for the Opening Ceremony of the Beijing Olympics. I think we saw them in about 2 blinks of an eye.

At least her text brought some humor to a very irritating and frustrating evening. After waiting for this night for some time now, it ended in a very anti-climactic manner.

With all the commercials that Solar showed (and is still showing at the time of this writing) during the live coverage of the opening ceremonies of the 2008 Olympics on C/S (RPN 9), they were probably late in switching over to the live coverage and missed showing the RP athletes as they came into the stadium and was introduced by the announcer. The most we saw was Manny Pacquiao holding the flag, and he isn't even a participant!

We were actually fooled by Solar when they practically showed the entire artistic program prior to the parade of athletes. Once the parade began, so did the continuous and recurring commercials.

Was the motto of Solar for this coverage "let's show a barrage of commercials but hide it behind the name: "Live Coverage of the Opening of the Beijing Olympics!" ?

The entire telecast seemed like more of a slot machine for Solar! A total disservice to the Filipino people!

What I don't get is that Solar probably made a killing already with the pay-per-view tie ups with different cable operators. They had to bombard the coverage with sponsors. Fine, they need to make money. But why couldn't they even get the showing of the RP athletes right??? That's what the Filipinos watching were patiently waiting for, and they fumbled it. I even saw more of the Moroccan team than our own. Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Special TV Broadcast? or Special Commercials Broadcast?

I don't understand why you couldn't think of your fellow Filipinos and just had a scrollbar at the bottom of the screen so sponsors could just appear there? This event happens once every 4 years and you couldn't even give a decent broadcast to your fellowmen.

And don't tell me that I should've availed of the pay-per-view. After seeing the line-up of sports...duh?it isn't worth my Php2,500(and besides, my area isn't serviceable).

My sentiment is that we were robbed of witnessing probably the best Olympics Opening Ceremonies ever.

Now the question is, will Solar redeem itself in the coming days. I highly doubt it...KA-CHING! KA-CHING! KA-CHING! While the viewers are left memorizing the Coke jingle and Gran Matador commercial.

I wonder if it would've been different had SkyCable got the rights to the coverage. I'm pretty sure they would've done a better job at in the least, timing the commercials. I used to feel sorry for Solar when they were supposedly booted out from Sky. But after what you guys did tonight..hay naku!

Okay...at least you showed the lighting of the torch until the fireworks display without a break. But then even before the ceremonies ended, you just had to take another break.

I wanted to see our athletes. That was their moment and you took it away from them by giving in to your sponsors! What a way to support Team Philippines guys!

I just hope someone looks into this. As usual, kawawa nanaman mga Pinoy.

Rocco's first UAAP game!

2008-07-27T09:54:00.005+08:00

It really isn't a surprise that Rocco has become fascinated with basketball. What with Rob and I being passionate players ourselves (okay, maybe I am more passionate than Rob - we play every Sunday at RFM). Within the last month, he has made it a point to join us at RFM so he could try shooting in a real court as opposed to his 7-foot goal at home. When he found out that some UAAP games are played at the Phil. Sports Arena (which is 5 minutes away from our house), he excitedly asked if he could watch a live game and see his idol, Jayvee Casio .

Yesterday was La Salle's game against UP and so we trekked to the ULTRA to have Rocco witness his first UAAP game - live. You could see the excitement in his eyes, even if at times he was trying to conceal it. La Salle won of course, but it didn't matter what the score was, it was enough that he got to see his idol and the rest of the players plus sing the Alma Mater song. He even imitated the players as they prepared to take free throws. As a parent, I was so happy just to see him beam with joy. It's one of those proud Mama moments. You never know how this will affect his life later on.

I haven't been to a UAAP game since the La Salle-Ateneo game last year(which La Salle lost). Fortunately for us, most games this season are played at the Phil. Sports, but tickets are still hard to come by. These are the times I miss the perks of being on the women's team - free access to the playing venues and most especially, joining the team dinners after their game. Those were some of THE best times!

You might wonder why out of all the games, we chose the vs. UP game -- well, we also wanted to enjoy the halftime show of UP. They always put on an entertaining show. Where will you find the spectators of the opposing team cheering for the UP dancers? That just shows how talented and entertaining they are.

The next game was UE vs. FEU. Rocco was in awe just watching Elmer Espiritu of UE make one dunk after another during the round robin, but he lost interest once the game started. We headed home after the 1st quarter (watched the rest of the game on TV, and boy! what a game it was!). Rocco is hoping to watch another game and no way are we going to deny that request. To see the same excitement in his eyes will be well worth it.

let's talk couch potato

2008-05-31T16:46:00.005+08:00

Okay, so I haven't really been talking much about my relationship with my TV and DVD player. Not to worry, Rob so approves. In fact, he's pretty much in on the whole thing. And I call my blog Couch Potato Corner? Fine, fine...I AM A COUCH POTATO! Though I do share the TV time with my kids, most especially Rocco, who is just mesmerized with "Shaun the Sheep"(downloaded both seasons), and it is pretty funny!

Charmed is waaay over. And as I wasn't really able to catch up with Dawson's Creek and Gilmore Girls, let's skip talking about that. Heroes needs no further discussion, but can't wait for Season 3.

Everyday is like...what's on TV? Ever since I was granted a TV in my room (which was around high school), it was, what's on? what did I miss? My teacher in college, Ayi Magpayo asked us one day why we liked watching TV. My answer, though he didn't seem to appreciate it as it wasn't probably the idea he was driving at was "I just didn't want to miss anything", and it still holds true today.

I TV surf. Checking if there's breaking news on CNN, any interesting topics or guests on Oprah and Ellen, documentaries on history, weather, earthquakes and volcanoes on Discovery or NGC. 6:30pm is news time then on to what programs are on for the night. Monday there's House, Wednesdays and Thursdays are American Idol (when it's on) and CSI. The other days are pretty much random. But every night from 9-10pm is E-News and The Daily 10. I don't mind watching re-runs on HBO or Star Movies as long as I like the movie.

For quite a while now, I've been hooked on One Tree Hill and recently Gossip Girl(and Rob is too--I can't watch new episodes without him). I am also at the beginning stages of Summerland (a pretty interesting take on parenting).

One Tree Hill began similar to Dawson's Creek with a bunch of high school kids either in love or fighting all the time, but has evolved beautifully into a mature take on life. Unlike its contemporaries like The OC, etc. which are still stuck on sex and switching partners(yecch!), OTH has gone beyond that (yes, they began that way) and transcended into a weekly "food for thought" about life and love. Kudos to the writer's for it's evolution. And may I say that the epilogues or afterthoughts (mostly done by Lucas, Chad Michael Murray's character) really get you thinking. It's on it's 5th season and personally, I think its at its strongest (and little Jamie Scott played by Jackson Brundage is soooo cute!). Plus they have 3 things I am passionate about - basketball, writing and music! Can't wait until September when it returns for Season 6.

Gossip Girl on the other hand, is like "Clueless++" in TV series form. As a mom, I was a bit concerned with the storyline and its target audience. All the sex, deceit and elitism I feel, is too much for young audiences. Suffice to say that I don't let Alexa watch it yet. But as an adult, it's pretty interesting to watch. Season 1 just ended and Season 2 also starts in September.

So with those 2 shows on a break, what now? Still waiting for Heroes. And, I still need to catch up with Summerland so maybe I'll do that first.

Bugs away!

2008-05-19T16:04:00.003+08:00

When my parents separated, my Mom, Davey and I moved into our house in Pasig sometime 1979. I remember that it looked so old-Spanish and I was so amazed at the lazy susan dining table we had. A few years later, Mom renovated the house to make it look more modern...more French-inspired.

When I was in high school, we had a termite problem. The reason why I knew we had one was because they began eating into the encyclopedias on my book shelf (yes, I said encyclopedias!no computers yet back then). My Mom called the exterminators who took care of the problem.

Since that time, I don't think we ever had a termite control service. Within the last few years I've been feeling the house rot away. It is so apparent that any movement or footsteps made upstairs resonate throughout the entire house.

And so, with the help of my brothers, I was able to put together some money to have the house treated. It's a good thing that my neighbors recommended Tita Ludy Magtibay's Systematic Pest Control services. They arrived this morning to do the treatment.

What I appreciated with this company is that Tita Ludy was on hand to supervise the job. She was pretty meticulous. Aside from that, I found out that the treatment not only covers termites, but ants, cockroaches and other pests as well. Talk about a God-send!

They were done after about 2 hours, while my kids and I were at the mall (to keep them away from the fumes). We got back in the afternoon to find dead or dying cockroaches which needed sweeping up. Instant effects! I just wished we could have had the treatment done sooner as there were areas of the house not visible to us that were just eaten away by these pesky pests!

For those home owners, just because everything looks a-okay on the outside doesn't mean things aren't rotting or being eaten away on the inside. Better have it checked early before it's too late and you end up spending more.

For those like me who search the web for most of their service needs, I just want to be helpful and post their contact details for your reference. Systematic Pest Control offers free inspection and estimate. You can reach them at the following numbers: 842-1083/0917-5010666/0917-5010660/0906-3013637/0920-9014373. You can also email them at ldm_858@yahoo.com or syst_pestcon@yahoo.com.ph

For now, I'll be able to sleep much peacefully knowing that at least for the next 2 years, our home is termite-free!

our house comes to life

2008-04-30T14:54:00.009+08:00

The number of cousins I have in Manila are about as many as the fingers on my hands. The majority of them are in Zamboanga. Recently, some of them traveled to Manila for different reasons and our house suddenly sprung to life.

The past months have been quite busy here at home. With my cousin Jaffy staying with us as he was awaiting a kidney transplant, to present as he recovers from the operation.

Early this month was my other cousin Cocoy's graduation from Law School. It is a big thing in our family as it seems that the most accepted and respected professions are doctors and lawyers (I am neither). Cocoy's family flew to Manila to witness the commencement exercises, including his brother's Bougette (first time in Manila) and Mick. It was fun having them around and I know Rocco enjoyed the most as he is for some reason drawn to his three Uncles. Plus of course, how could I ever forget that Sunday...that one day of gluttony we had in Unc Bim's house...literally eating from sun up to sun down(just so sinful!). Imagine, non-stop eating from lunch and ending the day with Yellow Cab pizza and their lo and behold ICE CREAM! I think I gained easily 10 pounds on that day.

Since the graduation, the house was slowly vacated as Bougette and Aunt Georgette (their Mom) had to go back to Zamboanga last week, while Uncle Boy (their Dad) and Mick stayed on for my Unc's medical procedures. After enjoying their company for two weeks, they left yesterday. Jaffy is still here and so is my Mom who is watching over him. The house was suddenly not as busy as it had been and I somehow miss it. And with Jaffy and Mom planning to return to the province this May 16, the once busy household will again become a quiet one. How time flies when you're having fun and it seems that our home just won't be the same without them.

Jun Lozada must leave LSGH

2008-04-03T12:12:00.002+08:00

I have no political affiliations at the moment. I believe that majority of Philippine politicians are corrupt. I don't believe a thing they say. Sad, but true. I am still hoping for real change but until we Filipinos start voting wisely, this change will not come soon.

After Chavit Singson, my first reaction is that anyone who comes out now spilling dirt on someone else is just as dirty, has his own political agenda and should not be trusted. This is my opinion. Years of deceit and political blunders has just molded my mindset this way.

Coming from a family of La Sallites, and being an alumnus of DLSU, it is but natural that I would want my son to be a La Sallian as well. And so he is. We all know that the tuition at LSGH is very costly. The school year has ended and we are still making tuition payments.

When Jun Lozada was first reported to be "seeking shelter" at the Brother's house at LSGH, I was quite concerned with the security situation in the school. Naturally, I was thinking more for the welfare of my son and the other students more than the safety of Mr. Lozada.

I was advised that LSGH hired additional security just for Mr. Lozada. If this is true, I honestly hope my tuition payment was not used as part of that. I also heard that during the high school prom, the students had to walk the length of the parking lot to the ramp of the gym due to the security limitations brought about by Mr. Lozada's stay. School activities are limited to a certain time due to the 'curfew' set, also due to the security situation. Imagine the inconvenience this guy is creating at the school.

I firmly believe that Jun Lozada has worn out his stay at LSGH and should find alternative shelter. Perhaps go home. What I don't understand is that, if Mr. Lozada claims that there are threats to his life, why in God's name would he be doing the rounds of Manila schools, and then Iloilo and Cebu???!!! This is very suspicious to me.

I am also afraid that the La Salle brothers, whom I have the utmost respect for as some also happen to be close friends, are too close to this issue. Too close that the issue just might blow up in their faces and affect their credibility and the very institution they stand for.

I am sorry. I just don't trust Mr. Lozada because I see him as a crook who got off easily by blowing the whistle on his partners in crime. Inunahan lang niya sila para maabswelto. This does not make him a hero, nor someone to look up to and idolize. This is a mentality we Filipinos must learn to let go of. He should not be given celebrity status. He should also pay for his actions. I do agree that prolonging the proceedings in the Senate are a waste of time. It's actually getting pretty boring and the political agenda's of some of the Senators are so obvious that it really does look like grandstanding. Let's bring it to the proper forum. Bring it to court and if they are confident that there is enough evidence, it would not be that easy to manipulate the court, or at least, the educated viewing public.

If GMA really wants to show that she is against corruption, she must be willing to give up her husband to be investigated. If she is in on it, prove it and oust her-legally.

This is so tiring. As a member of the LSGH parents association, I demand that Mr. Lozada be removed from LSGH premises prior to the start of the next school year. I don't see why my son, and the other students be put in harms way for this man. I just don't see it. He has what, 3 or 4 sons enrolled there. I thought he was broke? Very suspicious.

Just wanted to share the feelings of a concerned parent.

Another year older

2008-02-19T09:36:00.003+08:00

I turned 36 last Sunday. Rob asked me if I was happy. I could only shrug my shoulders and give a wry smile.

I find it really weird that I always feel melancholic during and around the days that lead to my birthday. It has been this way ever since I was about 10. I have been trying to dig deep down to find out what could have caused me to feel so depressed in the hope that I could acknowledge and get over it. Was it events during my childhood? Is it the anxiety over getting old? Funny thing is, no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to shake it off.

It bugs me because I want to be joyful, I want to FEEL it. It bugs me even more that I have to force myself to perk up because I want to share the joy of my family. But I don't really feel it. Believe me I've been trying. Calling Dr. Phil?...

Could it be a fact of life that birthday celebrations are just really meant for kids? One where you are excited to receive presents, have people genuinely sing the Birthday Song? Feel the magic of it all. Could it be as one gets older, it should no longer be a celebration? A countdown maybe?

No. I refuse to think of it that way. I want to think and believe that it is a celebration of ones milestones. How far you have come. How much you have contributed to making this world a better place. Maybe that's just it. I don't feel like I have done much yet. I don't feel completely fulfilled. Maybe I equate it too much with money. Maybe my idea of a celebration is something I have not been able to do yet. Perhaps I am expecting too much? Expecting something magical to happen. Maybe I'll always be a kid at heart.

Even if I feel so somber, I am definitely thankful. Thankful for another year. Thankful that I can still celebrate it with my family. That I am still here, and that there are people that love me enough to actually celebrate. I really don't know what it would take for my feelings to change. I just hope I can figure it out soon, because I really don't want next year to be just another birthday...maybe I can try a different approach next time. We'll see...

Generation Gap

2008-02-14T10:27:00.002+08:00

With all the cold and snowstorms happening above us in China, we have been fortunate that the cold air from up there blows down to us here in Manila. It's been nice and cool lately...the perfect weather for colds and flu. There's this bug circulating in the house. I caught it first, now Alexa has it. Good thing I was able to take some precautionary measures and was able to avoid a full blown cold, cough and flu. What bums me is that I missed Jason's Combo Dance class at my gym this week. It's something I look forward to every week (aside from Sunday basketball).

Anyway, Mom and Aunt Jean flew in from Zambo. We had breakfast this morning and as usual indulged in their usual pastime...talking about other people. It was funny that as I sat there listening and exchanging views about marriage, parenting and everything else, I could not help but notice that no matter how hard we try to bridge it, there will always be a gap that generations just cannot reconcile. It's not that its a bad thing. I guess it's just that each person is comfortable with their own time and experiences that anything different would seem outrageous and extraordinary.

Is it that as we reach a certain age, we stop trying, or refuse, to learn about new things and experiences? We limit ourselves to that which are familiar and 'safe'.

As I listened to my Mom and Aunt react with horror at youth behavior today, I could sense within myself the feeling that, at least with them at this point, the old will stay with the old. I wondered if I will also feel the same about Lex and Rocco once they become teenagers. I mean, I would like to think that right now, I am making a conscious effort to know what is happening out there so that I will be able to understand and deal with it once it starts hitting closer to home. It's a fervent hope.

If I were to compare today to "my generation" a couple of decades ago, there has been so much change...how much more with my Mom's generation? But if I really think about it...it is just evolution. Everything was and is still connected. During my time, technology was just on the verge of bursting out. We didn't have mobile phones or computers, or the internet. But I wouldn't say it was less happy times than it is today(except that we were much younger and didn't have to worry about work and bills, etc.). I kinda liked the idea that we looked forward to going out to play with friends, hours of endless conversation on the telephone, Saturday morning cartoons, etc.

Today, at least for Lex, it's texting or chatting, watching MTV and going to Starbucks (go figure). But I know that in a few months, she will want to start going out with friends, and then--parties. I know eventually I won't be able to stop her. But with all the vices that are becoming increasingly socially acceptable, the only thing I can do is equip her with the knowledge that will allow her to judge and decide for herself. I'm pretty sure I'll still raise the roof now and then, but I guess it's only normal because I care for her. I still hope with determination that I don't cut myself off from the evolving world. This is now the world my kids are in. I can't reject it. I have to somehow find a place for myself in it so that I can still stay close to them and not be relegated to wallpaper. It may be a daunting task, but I have to try. For their sake...and mine.

It All Works Out...

2008-01-29T12:24:00.000+08:00

So, yeah, I hardly slept the other night. I was so bothered by my blunder, even if I kept reminding myself to be kinder to myself(did that make sense?).

I mean, from experiences in the past I know now that no matter how bad things get, it all works out in the end. I still needed to bug myself so that I would at least try not to be so careless again. At my age, it seems to be happening more frequently(scary thought huh?).

Anyway, I did not find the receipt. But Lex and I headed out to Greenhills anyway to buy her shoes and try to refund the game. Wonders of wonders, the game was available and so we were able to do an exchange instead, even without the receipt! TYL!!! It all worked out!

By the way, I have added a new element to my site, the 'My Song of the Week'. Since I love music, I will be sharing my favorite stuff and maybe you'll like it too. This week it's Newton Faulkner's "I Need Something". First, you should check out how this guy plays guitar--awesome! Next, listen to his lyrics. I hope you'll feel hopeful and inspired as I am every time I hear this song.

Frustrated And Baffled!

2008-01-27T23:11:00.000+08:00

Aaaaaahhh....I'm so flummoxed!!!(frustrated)

Ever had one of those days where you just can't figure out where you left that darn receipt that you need to take back to the shop for a refund??!!! I've been in panic the last few hours wracking my brain, trying to find the receipt for Alexa's Game Boy game that we had to return because although it says High School Musical on the sticker and box, the game itself is Pokemon. Since the HSM game was out of stock and we've been waiting for a month now, I decided to just ask for a refund.

It's one of those days where you want to kick your own behind...and to think I was just holding it a few days ago because I called up the shop to follow up on the refund prior to actually going there. I'm so bummed out! I think, my blood pressure has been up as I can feel pain at the back of my neck.

I did ask the help if they possibly threw it out. They're not saying...as if they would in a case like this.

I wonder if the shop will accept even without the receipt. I mean, I have been conversing with them for a few weeks now. Wonder if there is a law that says the receipt is not required. I mean, I know the exact date when we purchased the item so I guess they can check their copy right? Aaaaargh!!! I have a head ache...I just hope I'll be able to sleep tonight and by some magic, I'll be able to find it tomorrow.

Man down!

2008-01-23T15:52:00.001+08:00

It's a sad day for the movie world.

It has been reported that Heath Ledger was found dead at his Manhattan apartment. He was 28 and has a 2 year old daughter named Matilda (by actress Michell Williams).

Reports are still sketchy and there is still no confirmation as to the cause of his death. A bottle of sleeping pills was found by his bed but we won't know the real story until the autopsy is completed.

Rob and I love the movie "10 Things I Hate About You" (most especially the part where he sings "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You")-this is actually one of our so-called 'Classics', as well as "A Knight's Tale". I was blown away by the actor's performance in "Brokeback Mountain". It's a shame we will no longer be able to see this actor grow into the big star that he was meant to be. I'll bet that there will be no end to the speculations as to why he died. And I'm pretty sure it will somehow be related to River Phoenix's untimely death years ago.

This is indeed another big loss for the film industry. Another case of gone too soon. May he rest in peace.

7 years...7 years...

2008-01-20T22:16:00.000+08:00

My parents separated when I was 7 years old. Growing up was pretty much like a roller coaster ride. Weekdays with Mom, weekends and summers with Dad and my older brothers. You could call it pretty dysfunctional, but by some miracle, me and my brothers turned out all okay and in a sense...normal. Sunday was always lunch at Moms, and even if Mom is now in Zamboanga permanently, my brothers and I still continue the Sunday lunch tradition (minus Davey who now helps out Mom in Zambo).

Today, Mike's car was in the shop and so I had to pick him and Louie up from their respective homes. It is a great comfort to have them living nearby and I could never picture having it any different. After a quick stop at the grocery, we headed to our house, or what I would like to call every Sunday as "Chub City".

This lunch was extra special as we were celebrating Rob and my 7th year wedding anniversary! Rob prepared a Mongolian style lunch, and it was great! I then brought the boys home and rested for Sunday basketball with the guys at RFM.

Hmmm...seven years...doesn't seem so long ago. But then I see Rocco who is now 5, and then I say, yes, 7 years. I've been wondering about that "itch" that most couples talk about. I mean, we did have that period of adjustment, even if we have been friends for 14 years prior to getting married, you never really know someone fully, even if you already live with them.

I would say that it's been a pretty exciting journey. Living a life with someone... with a promise of forever(APOF!). Now, its difficult picturing life without him. My kids have a father and a mother, and that's how I pray it will always be. This is one journey that I hope will never end, at least not until we breathe our last breath.

I remember being much younger and saying to myself that after seeing what happened to my parents, I would much rather never marry, nor have kids. Well, 5 years plus 7 years later, I look back and say a prayer of thanks. Things really have weird way of working out.

Now I look forward to 7 more...and 7 more after that...and 7 more after that...and...

Rocco's Purple Star!

2008-01-18T20:39:00.001+08:00

No classes for Rocco because it was Report Card Day! He was so happy that he did not have to wake up so early today. We brought him along with us as we planned to take him to Fun Ranch after getting his report card. Unfortunately we could not take Lex along as she had school.

Last quarter he was short a point of garnering a Purple Star or 2nd Honors and I was hoping that this quarter he would be able to get it. And he did!! In addition, he was again given a Certificate of Merit for Outstanding Conduct. That's our boy! I am so proud of him! I am so proud of our kids!! That made the trip to Fun Ranch a celebration of sorts. Too bad Alexa was not with us.

It was my first time to go there and I guess since it was still a school day, there was not much people around (a parents paradise!=) woohoo!)

We had lunch at the Big Red Barn. The menu was close to those of TGIF and Burgoo, but still wanting in terms of taste. After lunch, we headed to the bumper cars. Rob and Rocco shared a car while I took another one. Since Rocco is very much into cars (and planes, and Star Wars, etc, etc.), it was not surprising that he would enjoy this ride. We also went to the Bumper Boats and then to the Arcade
...and then back to the Bumper Cars. The complex is quite small and there is only so much to do. But it does have potential...I'm just not sure how they can sustain the operations during school days. The rides are also quite pricey...Php 50.00 for 3 minutes per ride..but as a parent, that amount pales in comparison to that big smile on the face of your little one.

From there we walked over to Tiendesitas in the hope of finding Wii or PS2 games on sale. Instead, we stumbled upon this toy gun shop, and Rocco's prize for his achievement? A shotgun toy, just like his Kuya Miggy's. He also had fun seeing all the dogs on display at the pet shops. Being an animal lover myself, I could not take my attention away from the cute Akita pups. A few minutes later, Rocco was so excited to go home to play with his prize.

I think it is the silent wish of every parent that their kids do well in school, and in everything they want to do. It is not so much gaining awards...that to me, is already a bonus! And at this moment, I do consider our family blessed. Alexa is doing good as well. Both are healthy, happy and safe. I know there will always be the hope for something better for them, but for now, this is what brings me peace and much happiness. Thank you Lord!

A Prayer For The New Year

2008-01-01T17:43:00.000+08:00

I'm looking up at the night sky, watching the colorful display of fireworks from all around. I momentarily turn away to greet my loved ones a Happy New Year and once again return my gaze to the sky.

As I marvel at the displays in the heavens, I say a silent prayer that this 2008 be a good year for everyone. That each one may be blessed, that each one may have peace. That each one may have just a little more patience, a little more tolerance for each other. That we can all learn to respect each other amidst our differences. To live and let live. That those who need be enlightened, be healed, be comforted, be given hope.

With all the adversities, strife and events that make you question 'why?'. May we continue to have faith and hope that there is always something better in store. It may not come today or tomorrow, but if we continue to live our daily lives, it will soon enough come to us.

Happy New Year everyone. Wishing us all the best for 2008! Hey! It's the year of the Rat! It should be my year!!! Can't wait!

Gig for Kids - A Benefit Concert

2007-12-07T12:28:00.000+08:00

Last December 6, 2007, Rob and I headed out to Route 196 for the fund raiser "Gig for Kids". This benefit concert is the brain-child of our good friend and long time brothah Dong Magsajo. The event was graced by 4 awesome bands that lent their talents for a worthy cause -- the Pandacan Service Center for Street Children. On the roster were local bands Sino Sikat?, Paramita, Nyko Maca + Playground, Shift and Aliya Parcs.

I haven't been out in a while, especially to rock and much less charity related events, but I crawled out of my cave to show support.

Route 196 is a bar along Katipunan in Quezon City. A small venue, but it created an intimate setting for the event. Great pizza too!

It was my first time to see Paramita, Sino Sikat?, Nyko Maca + Playground and Shift. I must say, the Philippine music scene is really growing. Yeah!

Paramita performed first, a three-man (er, okay, two-man, one-woman) group. The female lead singer of course, is also the drummer. Yes! The drummer! The only other artist I have seen who can sing and play the drums at the same time, and with that kind of ease is Phil Collins!

Each band had their own style of music ranging from rock, r&b, hiphop to fusion. But for me, it was Paramita who brought the house down in terms of music and showmanship and I foresee this young group going a long way. Thanks as well to Sino Sikat? for bruising our car bumper at the parking lot (I told Rob that he should have asked the band to pose beside our car for posterity! hahaha)

Though Dong Magsajo has been generously sharing his blessings with the Pandacan Service Center for Street Children for sometime now, with the help of his buddies from the motoring world, plus his passion for music, this is his first salvo at putting up a benefit concert. And it seems with its success (I believe they were able to raise an estimate of about Php200,000), this will not be the last.

So congratulations my friend! May you continue to share your blessings with those who need it the most.

It's all in the packaging...

2007-11-23T14:53:00.000+08:00

As I was watching TV this morning, I caught a video of J. Lo's "Play". Looking at it, I couldn't help but think to myself, "it's all in the packaging".

As you may have seen in my profile, I consider myself to be an eclectic individual, which means I like a diverse genre of music. Be it classical, contemporary, jazz, hiphop, heavy metal or screaming music, I enjoy listening to all depending on my mood. As long as it has a good tune, beat or lyric, and is sung well then I'm pretty sure I would like it.

In the last decade, I have noticed the influx of so-called "artists" that lack talent but are built up on hype or "the packaging".

Since it was J' Lo's video that prompted me to write this, I'll start off with her. I love Jennifer Lopez in Selena as well as Monster in Law, Enough and Maid in Manhattan. I guess that doing Selena opened doors for her to pursue a career in music. I'm pretty sure that she had a great team of songwriters as her songs have a real catchy beat that one would enjoy dancing to. She also has a talented group that puts together her videos which of course, showcases her dancing ability.

Although she really started out as a dancer, I do not enjoy watching her dance. In my opinion, she lacks gracefulness (yes, hiphop dancers can still be graceful). Sure she can do the steps, but she looks very stiff.

So what made Jennifer Lopez "J. Lo"? Pretty much everything (ie. the complete make over..and of course, the butt) except her voice. Did you catch her when she sang with hubby Marc Anthony at the 2005 Grammy's? She sang live and boy! suffice to say, it was bad! But still, you have to give it to her and her team for a great marketing strategy. Her name has now been turned into a business venture.

Another classic example is Janet Jackson. Don't get me wrong. I love almost all her songs. But I wonder how she would sound if you ask her to do an impromptu on stage without the sound mixes and dancers. She actually whispers while singing. But who would notice when you have awesome material and killer dance moves?

Need I expound on Britney? From the schoolgirl's uniform to her clothes, or lack thereof, on the 'Toxic' video...that pretty much says it all. In terms of voice quality, she doesn't even come close to Christina Aguilera.

What irks me is that there is so much talent out there but then fans are suckered into going gaga over "singers" that are just really colorful and shiny hardbound covers of books with blank pages (all hype, no real talent). And we call them superstars? The real superstars are the ones that work behind the scenes: writing the music, conceptualizing the videos, etc.

Though I could still watch 'packaged artists' and marvel at the the production value, I find that it would be more enjoyable to discover virtual unknowns showing their artistic prowess on YouTube. At least I know I'm watching real talent in its purest form.

A footnote to "A Bed and a Bag..."

2007-11-22T22:35:00.000+08:00

Just a footnote to my previous blog:

With the days winding down to my last day in the company, a development surfaced which has shown me the power of faith.

Our CEO offered me the chance to keep my tenure in the company. I could not help but feel that at least somehow my loyalty and efforts did mean something to some people after all--even if at the last minute. I was impressed that he actually took the initiative to really check with HR on what options I had, as well as trying to find solutions to my financial needs. Bosses like these are a dime a dozen, and I did appreciate very much the personal effort.

I was allowed a 4 month indefinite leave with the option to return or proceed with my resignation. After minor details were ironed out, it seemed like a pretty good deal.

Though to be honest, a nagging voice kept telling me to "go ahead and go", and I feared that I might not be bold enough to venture out since my comfort zone is just waiting in the wings, but in the end it was too good an offer to pass up. Would you have done differently?

Without being dramatic, I really need to say that I am so grateful to Him. This just shows that He will always provide for me and never leave me, as He has done so many times before. Even if sometimes I feel like I can't seem to find Him, He always finds me. God is great!

So last Thursday my company mobile phone was disconnected prematurely. What does this mean? The loosening of the apron strings has begun. But more importantly, that I can actually try to achieve my short term goal earlier than I expected.

Oh what a glorious feeling!

written 8-10-2007

A Bed and a Bag of Potato Chips

2007-11-22T22:34:00.000+08:00

Short term goal : to walk from Building A to the end of Building B of SM Megamall without hearing my mobile phone ring.

Target date to reach short term goal : August 16, 2007

After almost 12 years, I finally bid adieu to my friends and second family at my current place of employment. To be honest, I always thought I would retire in that company (I was hoping to). But things do change, as did the people and subsequently the culture in the company. And I had to make the command decision to take ownership of my life. I decided once and for all I own me. Time to move on...

For the past 7 or so years, I always had this nagging thought inside me that I needed to venture out, seek greener pastures, find something better, more personal fulfillment...be happier career-wise. And even if everyday became a struggle, I could not move on as I was always scared. Scared that I would endanger the financial stability of my family. Scared that I would not be able to find something better. Wimpy. So I made like an ostrich and buried my head in the company, finding consolation in the friendships I had and hoping that my efforts and loyalty would actually reap benefits later. Then I was made to realize that loyalty there means nothing and that all the effort I put in had eventually just burned me out.

It got so bad that I would be at home, on my bed, with a bag of potato chips on one hand, and a cup of caramel sundae on another, bawling at the comedic parts of the movie "Armageddon" and a few years later, "Click" as it was shown on cable.

Then came the day that my daughter actually asked me, "Mom? When are you going to find a new job? One where no one calls you at night?". I realized that it was taking its toll on my kids as well. Our few minutes of quality time every night was often interrupted by calls from the bosses and clients. I was not the only one affected anymore.

The only quiet time I had was at bath time, where I would argue with my God on why nothing better has come along, wondering if I had passed up any opportunities that He may have put my way, and asking, no, begging Him to reveal His plans for me.

Then the company did the next best thing. They decided to reorganize, as they do every year, and adopt changes which made it much easier for me to make a decision.

Slowly I realized, what am I doing here? Is this all worth it? Why am I putting up with it? I own my life! I decide. I make my own happiness. But to take charge would mean having to let go of so many things and start from scratch. Start over. BABY STEPS.

And that was it. I had decided that I needed to do something now before I evenutally end up with a serious nervous breakdown. All I needed was to make a decision. I am 35 and my priorities have changed. I want to LIVE! and enjoy life with my family.

Right now my mind is in such disarray that if you ask me what I plan to do, all I can say is REST and spend time with the kids.

Financially, it is a BIG risk. The retirement pay was not as attractive as I had hoped it would be. It is just enough to cover debts we need to pay. But at least we're together. We will all work on it together. Adjustments will need to be made, but at least we will be there to help each other.

Now, this is MY FEAR FACTOR. Fear of the unknown. I am actually on a free fall. But I am slowly accepting that I need not have all the answers now. And maybe this is what He was trying to tell me all along. You don't have to be stuck in a rut. You always have a choice. And no matter where this decision will lead, He will always be with me. And this is what I have to look forward to. Trust and faith. I still don't have it at a 100%, but I am working on it.

And right now, I am counting the days until I can achieve my short term goal. And when I have done it, I will see what happens next, and where it will take me. But at least it will be on my own terms, my own time.

written 7-23-2007

Bangers & Mash

2007-11-22T22:33:00.000+08:00

This is the life!

I said this to myself as I was lying on the king size bed in Room 1 of Friday's Boracay Resort enjoying a delicious chocolate truffle that was left for us by the Housekeeping staff that turned down our bed for the night.

I repeated the same words while lying on the powdery white sand as water met the shores.

Either it's all this pent up stress, or it felt real great to be pampered (or both). After years of working in sales and customer service, it was refreshing to be on the receiving end this time around.

One of the biggest things I've ever won in a raffle was this recent 2 days, 3 nights stay(I was lucky because the one picked before me already left) at the posh Friday's Boracay Resort. Initially the trip was planned for the 29th of September, but thanks to typhoon Milenyo we had to move it to the 13th of October.

The flight to Caticlan was surprisingly smooth. A few minutes after we arrived, Rob and I were met by Rey who shuttled us to the dock. He accompanied us on the bangka and engaged us in friendly conversation. It made the ride much more comfortable.

As we reached the beach front of Friday's, a welcoming party awaited us and we were given leis and drinks. Our bags were carried for us, and we even had our names on their welcome board. Man!

At the reception counter, we checked in but were told that since it was still early, our room was not ready yet. A temporary room was assigned to us. Wow! Even the temporary room would have been acceptable quarters for our stay. We took a nap and were advised a few hours later that the room was ready.

Once we got to the room...boy! What a room! I then realized that we should have brought the kids with us. Aside from the king size bed, there were 2 other single beds that would have been perfect for them. Plus, being in station 1, the kids could safely run around and frolick about.

Eating at the resort need not be too heavy on the budget, as long as you strategically know what to order. Abilidad lang yan! Their Bangers & Mash(grilled sausages with mashed potatoes and onion gravy)was already filling for two plus we ordered another dish of less value with their very own chips...pwede na, yummy pa! But of course, we still had most of our meals at D'Mall.

Rob fell in love instantly with their Happy Hour which was from 3pm to 6pm. So wherever we were on the island, we would make it a point to be back at the resort before 6pm. Drinking by the beach...the greatest!

The distance from the resort to the hustle and bustle of station 2 made it a bit difficult to go to and fro. The first day, we took a stroll and later realized it wasn't a stroll..but rather, a hike? =) The first night, after leaving Bom Bom bar at around 1:30am, we made the mistake of walking back by the beach--except that, there was no beach! It was ultra high tide--one wherein you could no longer walk on the sand as the water was already by the edges of the resorts. If only we had a video of us playing patintero with the waves...Anyway, the walks began taking its toll on Rob's feet and so the next few times we took the trike instead.

D'Mall has certainly developed from the last time we were there which was January 2005. Aside from the many new shops and eating places, there is a wall climbing facility, a small ferris wheel??, Hobbit House?!, and even Cindy's fastfood! (Meron pa ba nun sa Manila?)

Another thing that has improved tremendously is the talent. There has been an increase in acoustic and reggae artists and this makes the night spots even more livelier. We hung out at Bom Bom bar (for some reason, the heavy bass noise of Cocomangas and Pier One were no longer inviting--signs of age huh? =)) Anyway, the sight of shirtless Ryan in dread locks and an eight pack, plus non-stop alcoholic drinks made the ladies (and some men, i'm sure!)swoon. But other than aesthetics, what was impressive was that any given moment someone would sit by the stage with bongo drums and would bang away and make it much more fun. At one time we counted a total of 6 bongo drummers by the stage.

This time, I wasn't able to reach Station 3 where the Talipapa and the good buys were. But there were still a few shops at D'Mall where you could buy stuff at reasonable, haggled down prices. Good enough.

As usual, since I hardly tan, I devoted a few hours that Saturday and then again Sunday morning to basking in the sun. The water was nice and lukewarm which made swimming perfect. It was bad too since I didn't even bother to put sunblock Sunday morning in the hopes that I would at least have something to show for my few days in paradise. I was pretty successful...in roasting my skin enough to have a slight reddish color. I now confirmed that so far that October is the best month to go to Boracay. Its nice and windy, the water temperature is just right, and its not too crowded.

We left the island around 12:30pm that Sunday. We said goodbye to our few days of "living the life". It was time to get back to reality and what really mattered...the kids!! Though the plane ride back was dreadful (with my upchuck reflex making itself visible!eww!), an hours sacrifice compared to about 60 hours of enjoyment made it all worthwhile.

Rob and I hope to be able to return to this fabulous resort, but this time, with the kids. Our wish is that we would be able to let them have their turn to enjoy "the life" that is Boracay. Next year perhaps?...

written 10-18-2006

Ham Fries

2007-11-22T22:32:00.000+08:00

Last Friday, Rob and i went to visit a girl friend of mine who is now based in the US and was in town for a visit. we went to the same house where about 10 years ago, we used to play Taboo and other fall-to-the-floor laugh-trip games.

we entered the house and i greeted my friend with a big hug. it was so good to see her. initially i thought that it would be a small get-together with just us girl friends and significant others. i was surprised to see many more familiar faces and voices as we made our way to the dining room.

about 10 years has passed since i've seen, or heard from most of them. some of them were simple acquaintances and drinking buddies. some i became really close to and others i have maintained close friendships with. some i even played basketball with.

after 10 years, here we were, sitting at one table, making jokes, as if we just saw each other yesterday.

and what was it that brought us all together in the first place? being 'hams'.

"Ham" is the term used to describe amateur radio enthusiasts. i consider myself half-a-ham in that i am not a licensed radio operator, but used to talk and hang out with licensed hams.

it all began as a fun thing to do with my neighbors about 15 years ago, much like what chatting on the computer is today. you get to talk to different people whom you've never met, develop new friends and even get help in times of emergency. in hindsight, i can say that a lot of the friends that i still bump into now and then are those i met through the radio.

i used to wander between frequencies. there was one where majority of the users are from the Pasig area (its easier to hear each other if within the same geographic location). most of the people on this frequency were not licensed hams. it became a bit tiring later on as it was frequented by jammers, or those who had nothing better to do than irritate everyone else.

then i stumbled upon a frequency where the conversations, well...made more sense....and was more fun to listen in on. so i politely broke in, and had a very interesting chat with this guy Bernard and his wife Joji, as well as the other people on the frequency, and this lasted till past midnight. i remember i was pretty sleepy and would take micro-sleeps (you know, when the brain goes to sleep involuntarily) when other people would talk. i would only return to full awareness when I'd hear them calling for the "micro-sleeper". this went on for sometime until i began working at the Diamond. i would usually bring my handheld radio and talk to them on my way home. then one night, i remember talking to Joji while i was in the car, and i felt the sudden urge to drop by their house, which i did. and i guess, that's where a big part of my life began. that's when i met some of my most dearest and cherished friends.

from Ramon, Mare, Ston, Laurie, Herbie, Bob, Clifford, Ian, etc. the big group was scaled down to a bunch of 5 women with different ages, maturity levels and experiences. and it was that group (Joji, Virge, Carol, Cecille and myself) which pretty much stuck together for most parts. we each had our own life-altering experiences, and we have gone on to lead our own lives, knowing that each one is just a call, text or email away.

funny how you can sometimes meet people under totally unexpected circumstances and later find out that these are the people that have helped you shape your life. and also in some way, helped you to be a better person.

things have a really weird way of working themselves out.

now, i guess the same things are happening to people just like me, but through chat and text.

and the cycle just goes on and on.

written 7-13-2006

Tater Tots

2007-11-22T22:31:00.000+08:00

June is always a special month for our family. aside from the fact that it's the time when the kids go back to school, more importantly, it's when they celebrate their birthdays.

Alexa just turned 11 and Rocco turned 4. their birthdays are actually 8 days apart. it is in some ways a blessing as we can have a joint celebration which ultimately cuts expenses. but you can just imagine the difficulty in planning their birthday parties due to the age gap. this year Alexa is into the Avril Lavigne/goth/punk thing and Rocco is into Hot Wheels. planning these types of events is something i enjoy doing (though i wouldn't feel the joy during the course of the planning and execution). in the end, i would say it was pretty successful.

Lex (or Lexi as she wants to be called) can already be categorized as a "tween", this new term that they call kids 10-12 years old. i remember a few years back she asked me "when can i do whatever i want?" and Rob and I jokingly answered, "when you're 30". but that very thought going through her mind, that 'wanting' made me realize that she is growing up much faster than expected, and that i need to be there for her more than ever. we got her an iRiver mp3 player for her birthday and since then she has been walking around with earphones and talking with a louder voice than usual. songs stored in the player are Avril Lavigne, Kelly Clarkson, Black Eyed Peas...and, songs from Disney's High School Musical(which incidentally, are also on my ipod).

though she is extremely tall for her age. i can see that she is more inclined to the arts (like me). she has a flair for drawing, and can carry a tune. i am now trying to encourage her to join their school choir. she definitely needs a boost of self-esteem and i hope that would help. she is also naturally athletic and can pick up athletic form fast. i hope she would pursue a sport eventually, even just for the fun of it.

Rocco on the other hand, is a bubbling young boy with a curious bright mind. i remember when he was still a baby, he would always be kicking and stretching his arms and legs, and Rob and i would say with much excitement that it was in preparation for his athletic career (i also thought it was because he came into this world even before the anesthesia kicked in). he is fascinated with wheels and used to get so excited when he would see cars moving as he would just stare at the moving wheels, mouth agape. aside from cars and fire trucks, his new interest has turned to jet planes. just this week he has been asking us everyday to buy him a bomber. He now has about 6 jet planes that he plays with everyday.

and though years apart, there is no mistaking that they are brother and sister. we can see how Lex loves her brother, even if most of the time he tries to immerse himself in what his ate is doing(which annoys her). and for some reason, Lex is the only one in the family that can elicit a real good laugh from Rocco, even if it is just making a funny face or action. ever since Rocco was a baby, it was only Lex who could make him giggle and eventually break into laughter.

and these are our kids. so young, innocent, and still full of unconditional love. they still see us as their whole world. but in a few years, it will be Rob and I trying to fight for their attention. i just hope and pray that we raise them to be the best they can be...and happy. i remember telling myself when i was around 20 years old that i didn't want to have kids. well, i guess God had much different plans for me...and I'm glad He did! coz i don't think i would've been the me i am now, if not for them.

written 6-28-2006

High-Fat Potato Chips

2007-11-22T22:29:00.000+08:00

when i was in college, we were tasked to make documentaries featuring ourselves. i particularly remember a docu made by a friend, Frank Aldana. his docu focused on his fear of getting old and i remember saying to myself that i could hardly wait to get old.

this way of thinking was a result of growing up under the strict scrutiny of my mom and i equated growing up, being employed, getting "old" (ie., being able to do what i want) as a release from those binds.

here i am, 34 years old and with 2 kids. my daughter just celebrated her 11th birthday while my son just turned 4. do i feel old? hmmm...in certain aspects, yes i do. do i feel scared? in some ways, yes.

i feel old in the sense that i can feel that i'm slowing down physically. though i have not stopped playing sports since college, there has definitely been a lot of changes. you begin to feel sluggish, and though it seems like you are running, you look down at your legs and you see them moving at a much slower pace. i guess the only thing that scares me is the fear of the illnesses that come with the territory. i have noticed problems remembering things and it somehow causes some concern. my imagination is so out there that i begin to panic at the littlest of things that i feel.

but...that, is inevitable. growing old that is. the only thing i can do is try to prepare in any way i can. that includes trying to cut down on the things i used to enjoy (emphasis on "trying"). vices, too much sweets and salty food. not that successful yet though. one of my deepest desires is to go back to the gym (aside from getting more sleep). i just need to devote the time...and when i do, it would be a feat in itself.

i remember someone saying that you always see yourself as far more worse than you really are...fatter, older looking than you actually are. come to think of it, it's true! if only i could have appreciated myself more, i would have been a little bit more adventurous with certain things, like clothes (i was always one to wear jeans and loose shirts to cover the fat i always thought was there). then i look at a picture of myself years ago and i'd say to myself: "hey! i was thin pala!"

so here i am, years later and a few pounds heavier (conservative on the "few"). and i am already scared of wrinkles, eyebags, wiggly arms and cellulite.

but hey! though i may be older, i'm much wiser, and a much better person. and, i get to do what i want!!! it's still good. and as i continue to age, high-fat will turn to low-fat and high-sugar to low-sugar. but that's the way it is. you just have to make the best of where you are and what you have at that given moment. at least you'll have peace.

written 6-19-2006

Potato Roots Run Deep

2007-11-22T22:26:00.000+08:00

Holy Week has become "the week" when the family sets on the yearly journey to visit Mom and the clan in Labason, Zamboanga del Norte.

To get there we either take the plane or Superferry to Dipolog plus about a 2 hour drive to Labason.

Being there is actually a welcome respite for me as there are no landlines and hence, no internet (i.e. an excuse not to work). Unfortunately cellsites were installed a few years back so my mobile phone now works there. But staying true to my Couch Potato self, cable was introduced a few years back -- the only saving grace!

Usually what has been the tradition is that we spend the week there eating, going to the beach (which basically surrounds the entire town), eating, mingling with the relatives, eating, some more mingling, eating, and just basically lying around all day trying to digest the loads of food in our stomachs.

After meals, we would usually converge at the patio and all the Aunts and Uncs (which we lovingly call the 2G's or Second Generation either play mahjong or ask us 3G's what we have been doing with our lives). It was always about hanging around the 2G's. I would often notice that the 3G's would scatter in different directions of the house, depending on age group, marital status and topic of discussion.

This year was a bit different. Aside from the usual practice, the 3G's planned an unprecedented 3G night at Green Grove, our Aunt's new resort in Liloy (the next town). For the first time, the 3G's would have the time to get together sans the parents (2Gs) and the kids (4Gs). It was our night off from the oldies and younglings, and the wonderful thing was, we had the 2G's blessing (with some intrigue included).

It was a great fete to get all the 3rd Generation Galicia's all in one place (minus a few who could not join us due to uncontrollable circumstances) without the inhibitions normally brought about by being in the same room/vicinity with the 2G's. Without revealing too much in this blog, it was a night of solidifying bonds and family ties and just having good laughs over a few drinks and lots of foo d by the seashore. It was very nice to hang around the generation that shares basically similar problems and struggles.

What was even more exciting was what happened in the days that followed. The 2G's, being so intrigued by this sudden move, tried to discretely ask us separately what transpired, and they would be disappointed by simple answers of "we had lots of fun!". Hah! Keeping them in the dark alone, is lots of fun! Not to say that we did not have an agenda, we did! It's just something that we feel is more important to keep within the group/generation. Something to call our own. I don't know if it will eventually leak out, I mean its not as if its such giant life and death secret. I think its just a nice feeling to keep them guessing for now...and hopefully allow them to begin to take us seriously.

It was agreed by most of the 3G's that the 3G night was too short -- and I concur. We also agreed to make this a tradition...a 3G tradition, everytime the Manilenos visit. And I miss my 3G cousins (or 'Cas' as I call them) already.

Indeed this would be an added event to look forward to every Holy Week!

written 4-16-2006

First Things First

2007-11-22T18:24:00.000+08:00

i welcome myself to the world of the "let em know what's in your deep, dark, corrupted mind!", or 'blog-olution'.

after 14 years, i begin writing again. used to love it...just don't have as much time as i used to.

when i'm not working, or playing mom, or on the basketball court, or reading friends blogs...i'm usually in bed (not couch), in front of the tv--channel surfing. drives my hubby crazy. hah!

once in a while my hub will force me out of reclusion and we'd catch up with friends...a.k.a.:drink alcohol.

i'm hoping to share my passions and wisdom acquired in the so many years of living on this planet i call...the ultimate journey.

written 01-09-2006