tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54859322024-02-21T15:49:15.553+08:00MEComposingMechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.comBlogger983125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-83585819703463234032013-07-21T23:26:00.002+08:002013-07-21T23:26:21.464+08:00ChurchI was never religious.<br />
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In fact, a huge part of me hated going to church as a child, mostly because my Mom insisted on going in the mornings and I have never been a morning person.<br />
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And then I didn't like the rituals of the Catholic Mass.<br />
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Weirdly enough though, I actually liked Mass when I am in school... partly because it was a chance to see boys and partly because I wasn't sleepy... and it's cool to see friends leading the hymns and reading the passages. I even kept our hymn book... somewhere in the dungeon that is beneath my old bed.<br />
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I was never religious... but somehow, I have always believed in a God, that there is a Greater/Higher Force at work in this world. So, even if I wasn't particularly prayerful, I also always called out to him when in pain, distress or despair.<br />
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When I got married, there started this niggling feeling that I should be more religious... or for me to find a higher purpose to my existence. I can't quite explain it but I wanted to be part of a church, but was too lazy and set in my ways to actually really commit my Sundays to one.<br />
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Plus, the one priest that truly had me looking forward to sermons left St. Vincent Parish/St. Pancratius Chapel to sow seeds of goodness elsewhere... and then I discovered CCF/TMA Homeschool because of homeschooling. Because the homeschooling movement was driven by devout Catholics/Christians, I got to be familiar with CCF pastors and leaders... leading me particularly to pastor Peter tan-Chi and his daughter Joy Mendoza, who is married to Edric Mendoza.<br />
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But CCF wasn't a convenient place for us to go to every Sunday, especially now that they have moved to Tiendesitas. Sorry, but I really don't like the Ortigas area. Hehe.<br />
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And then, I got to listen to Bo Sanchez speak at a homeschooling conference and I was mesmerized... I have known him as someone from the Kerygma magazines I used to be subscribed to, and the founder of Catholic Filipino Academy. So, I finally got curious about The Feast... but even if the venue where he speaks is at PICC, somewhere really near where I live, it took me over a year to get my butt over there.<br />
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I did it today, on Pyro's birthday... with my husband. And I really felt home. It had the Catholic rituals from my childhood but also had the inspirational talks I love about CCF. And Bo Sanchez is such a dynamic speaker, I could see hubby responding to him too.<br />
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Hopefully, this is really the start of a more religious life for our family.<br />
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And I guess... even those years of hating being dragged to church were part of what led back to it now. Sorta like the waiting period for the <a href="http://www.therelationalmarketer.com/2011/08/16/lessons-from-a-chinese-bamboo-tree/">Chinese bamboo tree</a>.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-40716611069538061832013-03-19T00:06:00.002+08:002013-03-19T00:15:01.149+08:00Suddenly Bollywood AddictOr truth be told... Aamir Khan fanatic?<br />
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Sigh.<br />
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I don't even know how or when it started, but I think I first got interested in the now defunct show, Outsourced, amused because it was about the call center industry (which is something Filipinos can relate with) but set in a culture that was alien to me. And I loved the show!<br />
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Hubs then accidentally discovered a gem of a movie in 3 Idiots... and that was something we enthusiastically shared with family and friends. We just really loved the movie and it resonated so well with me as I pursued Waldorf habits and parenting. <br />
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I thought that was the end of it, just a glimpse into Bollywood... until hubs discovered Ghajini and kept me awake one night telling me about the movie. I wasn't interested and I think I missed him saying that it starred the same actor (Aamir Khan).<br />
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And then he found Taare Zameen Par (released as Every Child is Special in some countries). I had the movie file for over half a year before I thought of watching it. And I watched it because friends in an internet group were heavily discussing kids with special needs. <br />
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And I cried buckets and buckets over Ishaan there... with my heart heavy, thinking of struggling kids because they were misunderstood and their different needs unmet, I decided to watch 3 Idiots again. To be cheered up.<br />
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I watched it 3 consecutive times in as many days. As I watched, I kept Wiki-ing information and finally got curious about Ghajini so I finally asked for the copy... and I fell in love with the love story and Aamir Khan all the more.<br />
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Last night, I watched Raja Hindustani just to compare kissing scenes between the two sisters (Kareesma and Kareena) with Aamir. The funny thing was, I had gotten used to not seeing kissing scenes and stuff in the movies I have been watching that I felt scandalized by Raja Hindustani. Nyahahaha. Plus, I felt the sensualization of Kareesma's character there was so blatant... and both actors couldn't kiss, so that loooong passionate exchange in the rain felt dirty, awful and inappropriate. Haha.<br />
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I loved the kiss between Pia and Rancho/Phunsukh in 3 Idiots... it was sweet, tasteful and light (and yes, I don't know how that could have required 14 takes).<br />
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Now... I am weighing whether I will watch Rang de Basanti (because I'm not into political stuff but 'Raju' is there!) or Talaash (but I don't like Aamir with moustache, haha, but Kareena is there) or Dhobi Ghat (Aamir's wife, Kiran Rao's directorial debut... but there is supposed to be a character that catches rats there.... soooo... haha). <br />
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Meanwhile... I have subjected my sons to 5 songs from 3 Idiots and Ghajini all afternoon... and am now soothing my soul with Isaan's theme. <br />
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And I have started backtracking gossip on the stars... Aamir being the most famous has the most dirt (I think I can believe that he didn't cheat on his first wife with his 2nd wife, but that he may have cheated... and is now trying to really keep clean). I also hope Darsheel (Isaan) will land roles that are perfect for him again (my gawsh, the expressions of joy and sorrow on his eyes!). I am also impressed that Asin (Kalpana in Ghajini) speaks 7 languages!<br />
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I can go on and on and on.<br />
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I have been thinking WHY I am this hooked... and I told hubs, I think it's because of the poetry I read in the subtitles' prose and the actors who really know how to act. Comparing their films with most of what we offer, it would be no contest. I love the expressions changing in their eyes... and the sideway bobbing of the head and the limitations (minimal sex, skin and what-have-you's).<br />
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And now I am starting to speak with a Hindi accent. <br />
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Sigh.<br />
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(I just remembered that I had planned on going to India last December for a Breastfeeding Conference... is this a coping mechanism? haha)Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-6912461783854421672013-01-11T11:15:00.000+08:002013-01-11T11:15:06.324+08:00WIN for 2013Last year, I chose the word HEAL to be my ONE WORD for 2012. And true enough, I embraced Waldorf and other things that allowed me to heal physically and emotionally. <br />
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I did get some medical scares too... which propelled me to want to be healthier. I ended with a Buteyko workshop and working on getting it to work for me.<br />
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For this year, though, I want to win.<br />
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But first, I cannot win if I don't join the game or race. So, the word is a reminder for me to partake and give things a try.<br />
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And well, I really should give my best and all in everything I do... to increase my chances of winning. Needless to say, I have to try smarter too, all the time.<br />
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And maybe, I should improve on myself so I could do things better and PLAY better :)<br />
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Last, but not the least, I want the word to be a reminder for me to let my loved ones (especially) and other people win too. I could share what I know, lift their spirits up, cheer them on, lead them and just be a source of inspiration and light.<br />
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WIN for 2013. How apt for the elections this summer :)Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-18364963001236208502012-10-03T01:11:00.001+08:002012-10-03T01:11:22.562+08:00I Am Now 35I am now 35<br />and what have I<br />to show for it?<br />clothes that no longer fit<br />high-heeled shoes gathering<br />dust<br />and still only one<br />stamp on my<br />passport<br />
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I am now 35<br />and what have I learned<br />from getting past<br />my quarter-life?<br />that bad habits in childhood<br />will take its toll<br />on bodies<br />and gravity will pull<br />down<br />my breasts<br />and hips<br />no matter how perky<br />they were<br />and that I will still<br />grow up and be<br />a lot like my<br />parents<br />(oh, the shame!)<br />
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I am now 35<br />and my allergies are worse<br />my PMS is worse<br />my acne is worse<br />and my social life has been<br />limited to <br />conversations with children<br />and this rectangle<br />of a laptop<br />
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Who knew, that despite all these<br />I'd consider myself<br />blessed<br />privileged<br />and generally happy?<br />
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Because... despite all that's <br />sagging<br />and lumpy<br />and the limited means<br />(for I am also unemployed)<br />I have two precious sons<br />to call my own<br />who I have raised<br />myself<br />with only a little help<br />and whose memories<br />are MY stories<br />and whose everydays<br />are MY days<br />
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and my marriage <br />remains strong and true<br />and empowering<br />and liberating<br />
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and my parents<br />heaven bless them<br />are still alive<br />and generally still alright<br />
and I am closer to them now<br />
than I was ever before<br />what's more<br />they enjoy the<br />grandchildren I gave them<br />
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and I have developed other <br />passions<br />mostly emanating from<br />
<br />motherhood<br />but at 35<br />I feel alive<br />and free<br />loved<br />hopeful<br />and just where<br />I am meant to be<br />
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That may not be enough for some<br />But that's good enough for me<br />My life is grand enough for meMechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-14091859291121984462012-09-30T01:48:00.001+08:002012-09-30T01:48:59.248+08:00Meeting Kuya Bodjie<a href="http://mecsexy.smugmug.com/Journalism/2012-Blog-Pics/20908446_Rf5693#!i=2117314445&k=5HLb5km&lb=1&s=A" id="mainImageLink" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" class="imgBorder" galleryimg="no" id="mainImage" src="http://mecsexy.smugmug.com/Journalism/2012-Blog-Pics/i-5HLb5km/0/S/kuyabodjie-S.jpg" style="background-image: none; height: 300px; width: 211px;" title="" /></a>Warning... major gushing ahead! Haha.<br />
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I attended a storytelling seminar held at Museo Pambata last Friday . I have already attended one by Adarna House about two years ago, and actually prefer Waldorf storytelling now... but since it was Kuya Bodjie who will be teaching at Museo, I can't not go.<br />
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And I just really love my husband all the more for being soooo supportive of this.<br />
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Truth be told though, I loved Batibot and have this vague memory of Kuya Bodjie telling stories there back then... but my favorite segments were the ones showing how taho was made, how to fish in a river, how to paint and dye batik fabrics. But again, I can't not go... not when I can reconnect with a great time from my childhood.<br />
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So, I went. And just like I posted on my FB wall... the problem with learning to tell stories from the Master is that, you might die laughing. And I have already told hubby that he's going next year, if only to laugh all day and feel freer :)<br />
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I really had a blast (and I loved my classmates... such a talented mix and all of them doing good in this world for little children), I really learned much... and can I just say, I started and ended our day dancing/acting with Kuya Bodjie? Haha... talk about tickled pink! And who cares if I looked all kinds of awkward and silly? <br />
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What's more... he commented on my FB post! Hahaha.<br />
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Again, talk about tickled pink! <br />
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How was Kuya Bodjie? Well, he's still Kuya Bodjie, only older. There were a few times he'd had to gasp for breath from all that he was doing. <br />
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You know how you get starstruck when you finally meet an idol? And they appear larger than life while you're with them? Kuya Bodjie isn't like that... the experience of meeting him was more like a validation of the Kuya Bodjie you knew as a child. It was more than a feeling of privilege, it felt like coming home (well, since Batibot was a constant in my life, I guess it would really feel like reconnecting with an old friend).<br />
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And again... he made us laugh so hard all day. <br />
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What's more, when this brilliant teacher showed great storytelling potential (she drove me to tears everytime she'd act/live out the story), Kuya gave her the stage and instructed and prompted her so well (that she was able to get me teary-eyed) and would even be open-mouthed himself for her. <br />
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And he never missed a beat.<br />
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And sorry, but I really can't help but grin everytime I think of the workshop.<br />
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And heaven help me that I don't get envious when it's hubby's time to go, haha.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-23326520423075318122012-07-11T00:46:00.000+08:002012-07-11T00:46:06.343+08:0012 Things That Make Me HappyA friend was inspired to come up with a list of things that make her happy and asked us to do the same... so here goes all the things that tickle me pink.<br />
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1) Crafts Materials<br />
Specifically, yarn. I have been crocheting every day for the past week and addicted to yarn, to my hooks. I bought new knitting needles. I have yards and yards of fabric for doll-making. I didn't even think i'd hoard these stuff.<br />
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2) Paper<br />
I have packs upon packs of specialty paper, some dating from when I was still in college. I was able to tame my desire to have more when I stopped really writing letters... but started buying them again (origami paper, craft board, watercolor paper) when I got into crafts again. Plus, they're nifty with hybrid digiscrapping projects.<br />
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3) Free Digiscrapping Kits and Photoshop<br />
I would go for days just downloading and reorganizing freebie kits which take up about half of my laptop's memory... even if I don't use most of them. And of course, even if I am not a master of it, I love Photoshop because it helps me bring out MORE from a photograph or sentiment.<br />
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4) Childhood Games<br />
Like sungka. Or jackstones. Or pick-up sticks. <br />
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5) My Recorder<br />
I don't play it as often now nor have I actually mastered it. But it's the first instrument that I felt I was able to make music out of (hubby won't agree)... and the first instrument that actually got me reading notes. I can only play two tunes in it still... but I love it.<br />
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6) Books<br />
My most precious ones being the Harry Potter series and the Little House series. But I also consider my sons' books as mine because I enjoy them too... and I love the parenting books I am recently reading. <br />
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7) Cameras<br />
Unfortunately my DSLR is actually broken and won't take proper pictures. But good cameras and pictures make me happy.<br />
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8) Laptop and Internet<br />
I love blogging, surfing the net for yarn/wooden toys/convertible wear and Facebooking (coz this is where all my friends are). <br />
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9) Multiwear Outfits<br />
I dare not even compute how much I have spent on multiwear for the past two years... haha... but I still love them and wish I can wear them everyday and buy some more!<br />
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10) Chatting<br />
Be it with friends or hubby, I love adult conversations (even if we're talking about raising children) and would really love to have more LIVE ones. <br />
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11) Chocolates<br />
Namely... Maltesers, Ritter Sport (White chocolate and macadamia), Whittaker White, Cadbury White, and White Toblerone. I also love choco chip cookies and chocolate muffins... and Selecta Ice Cream's Hershey's Reese's. <br />
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12) Peanut Butter<br />
Specifically, Lady's Choice Super Chunky... because I don't like any other peanut butter. Only that. But I now spend P1000 a month for spread and bread because I can eat a peanut butter sandwich all day! It's very weird actually that I am addicted to it now... hehe.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-5470660599201111112012-05-21T00:21:00.000+08:002012-05-21T00:21:04.929+08:00Sad Flores de MayoMy SIL spent the weekend in Lipa and told me that only a handful of people, mostly the elderly, are attending the <a href="http://delisyusness.blogspot.com/2007/06/tapusan-flores-de-mayo.html">Flores de Mayo</a> novena there.<br />
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With the advent of technology (internet and texting, even cable TV) and the arrival of malls, the youngsters from my father's hometown have more options during summer. Back then, people really looked forward to the pomp and grandeur of the Flores de Mayo (aside from summer league games) because it was an acceptable reason to be out and socialize. Especially for those looking for romance, it also served as the only way for young men and women to gather...<br />
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Now... those with crushes on my nieces and nephews can just text them, or post on their FB walls. Now, youngsters can hang out at the mall... or the growing number of resorts in the area... to be entertained. No more long hours of waiting till novena time, when you can fix yourself up to catch a glimpse of a crush as you sing novena songs... or as you wait to bring her home (even if you have to hold her grandmother's umbrella the whole time).<br />
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I find it sad, that kind of dance is now lost. And going back to religion, there is also no more of that belief and celebration of the divine... and how it's connected to your harvest.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-7008836006448121602012-05-07T14:22:00.001+08:002012-05-07T14:22:42.277+08:00Because I'm Feeling Crappy...... I, all too well, feel the excess weight on my body.<br />
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I could blame the muffin phase and late-night shows (I am only on Season 3 of Criminal Minds) and the resistance to exercise. I haven't even been practicing the Hallelujah eurythmic movements that I vowed to do everyday nor have I been faithful about teaching my son basic exercises. I have been a sloth and a pig so I am not at all surprised to be reading up on Zumba classes, pondering Pilates, mourning over breastfeeding benefits I have taken for granted and even looking up <a href="http://transformyouaz.com/"><em>arizona weight loss</em></a> programs and metabolis boosting foods. <br />
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And by the way, the Transform You program is using HCG diet (yes, the pregnancy hormone!) which supposedly helps one lose unhealthy fat -- not just weight -- and recover one's old shape. I'd still combine that with exercise though, just so all systems (like breathing and digesting) are in good condition. Plus, exercise makes the skin glow.<br />
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My toes look like small sausages now. And my PMS symptoms are getting worse too. And I don't look good in my wonderful clothes anymore. So, yeah, yeah... it's time to really lose the excess weight. I know I won't feel worse with less meat on my bones :)Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-66311700664968649352012-04-24T00:27:00.001+08:002012-04-24T00:27:37.218+08:00The Ruin of the HelpWe got a new helper because my cousin was going abroad already and I needed someone to help me with the chores. We got her last Wednesday and she dutifully let my cousin teach her how things are done in our home. Friday, she even endeared herself to me a little bit by having initiative to really look after my firstborn in the playground... enough for my son to adore her for it. <br />
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Then, weirdly enough, as I was trying to put my youngest back to sleep last Saturday morning, she thought of taking two old cellphones I left lying downstairs... and left the house. She ran into my husband at the gate and pretended that she was going to buy some cellphone load. Hubby let 15 minutes or so pass before starting to look for her. In the end, she didn't return anymore... but all her things were still with us.<br />
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From what happened, we surmised that she may just have thought of borrowing my phones to meet someone, but meeting my husband at the gate prompted her to fear coming back. You know how one stupid decision sometimes has this domino effect of everything collapsing around you? I think that's what happened to her.<br />
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She gave the agency we got her from some lame excuse that she left because she felt embarassed that I was expecting her to cook... but that she also wants to come back. I just said, we'd return her things if she'd return my phones but we're never going to accept her back. How could we, with two little ones she might just leave behind on a whim.<br />
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Hubby finds her things lying around distateful so he started packing them in one big bag to throw away. As hubs rummaged through her bags (in case there's something there of ours that we didn't know about), I can tell that the things she left behind are all she has in the world... and then hubby found strips of newsprint. They were ads of men looking for girls with their numbers. One was even particular about being interested in promiscuous girls.<br />
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Hubs told me, such is the ruin of her promising life (because we already agreed that if she turned out smart and hardworking, we'd send her to the public college). I did notice she was texting a lot that Friday... I didn't think though that she was already planning dates and what-nots.<br />
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Texting... how easily it ruins lives sometimes. And to think I had warned her already that there are a lot of men who will take advantage of her. But well, she did also take advantage of us.<br />
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A part of me is wondering whether I should show her mercy and not press charges anymore... but what if she does it again? And the cellphones she took, though old, had great sentimental value to me. My old SUN phone contains 1000+ messages I couldn't delete... and now, I also cannot archive them anymore.<br />
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So, I'm sorry, but I will make sure you're never NBI cleared again.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-3096357805953523562012-03-22T03:04:00.000+08:002012-03-22T03:04:30.056+08:00Fearless No MoreI believe I've said many times that there is a thrill-seeker in me, in the sense that I wanted to bungee jump, parasail and hang glide before I get married. Didn't get to do those things before getting hitched but I still want to.<br />
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However, it is really a lot different when you've found the great love of your life, and have children with him. I didn't want to climb up a mountain because it rained and I didn't trust my husband's balance will keep him safe. I didn't want to go on a sightseeing tour on board a tricycle over a great distance because my kids will be with us. I could stand on top of a worn lighthouse without fretting, only because I know my son is safe in the ground. <br />
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It's so hard to be a daredevil and just enjoy even some of the not-so dangerous things (like riding a boat) when your heart is outside you.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-71616538026904153682012-01-14T07:32:00.000+08:002012-01-14T07:32:42.522+08:00ABWBSeriously, when I look back to my college years... I can very well see how insufferable I was. I was arrogant, tactless, annoying, loud, and maybe a lot of times unkind. But the weirdest thing was, I had friends.<br />
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Last Christmas, we met up because Bhing was vacationing in London. That must be the first time we 5 were complete for 15 years! Yes, we lost touch. I fell in with another peer group from our class and saw them more often in the past decade and a half than my own peer group. <br />
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But now, I guess we're a little more back in each other's lives (especially since my son fell in love with my friend's daughter and vice versa, and Facebook keeps us connected). And again, sorry for the lack of eloquence, but it was so weird how my college friends would tell hubs how very particular I was, how very hard to please. Nothing like old friends to show you how much, or little, you've grown and changed over the years. Hehe.<br />
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This time, though, I hope we all really stay in touch.<br />
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<center><img src="http://mecsexy.smugmug.com/Friends/The-Real-Friends/Bhings-Visit-Birthday-Party/i-NM47n3J/0/M/abwb-M.jpg"></center>Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-8381679400007849612012-01-07T07:50:00.000+08:002012-01-07T07:50:45.222+08:00Employed SisterI am super happy to share the news that my sister is now professionally employed in Detroit. I try not to imagine my baby sister (who cares if she's 25 years old already) driving in the snow though because I would worry all the time. Still, it's such a blessing to have her professional life start, finally. <br />
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And yes, now I need not worry about who's going to help my Mom pay bills.<br />
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She's a nurse and hopefully, more promising jobs await her. <br />
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A friend who has migrated to the US is a doctor, on the other hand, and I know she's pursuing a <a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/medical-teaching-course.html">medical teaching course</a> with a company that's teaching doctors various skills. They have the option to study <a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/medical-interview-courses/consultant-medical-interview-course%11the-oxford-interview-course.html">consultant interview course</a>, <a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/career-developement/spr-management-course-for-doctors.html">medical management course</a>, and <a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/career-developement/teach-the-teacher-course-for-doctors.html">teach the teacher course</a>). Well, maybe my sister can be trained in similar ways so she can someday teach new nurses the basics of newborn care, palliative care, etc.<br />
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I'd love for my sister to work in a hospital like my friend Jet, and work with NICU babies. I just know she'd be the same as Jet, holding those babies with more care and love that, even if the babies were born to druggie moms, they'd still get some love from the nurse that first took care of them. But all in good time. My sister is right where she should be to learn best... I'm sure she can move on to greater things when she's ready.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-61499243908559508942012-01-03T06:02:00.000+08:002012-01-03T06:02:40.038+08:00How Was Your 2011?1. What did you do in 2011 that you'd never done before?<br />
<i>Do the school run :)</i><br />
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</i>2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?<br />
<i>I did not come up with any last year, won't be making any for the new one either.</i><br />
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3. Did anyone close to you give birth?<br />
<i>Yes.</i><br />
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4. Did anyone close to you die?<br />
<i>We were close once, so yes. </i><br />
<br />
5. What countries did you visit?<br />
<i>Only HK/China.</i><br />
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6. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011?<br />
<i>Materially, our own home.<br />
Personally, more dates and loving-loving with hubs.<br />
Maternally, more patience and zeal to homeschool my boys.</i><br />
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7. What date from 2011 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?<br />
<i>October 21 - I lost my engagement and wedding ring.</i><br />
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8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?<br />
<i>Embracing more Waldorf ideas :)</i><br />
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9. What was your biggest failure?<br />
<i>Mismanaging my time and energies, which affected my parenting a lot.</i><br />
<br />
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?<br />
<i>Illness, yes... allergies and a lump scare.</i><br />
<br />
11. What was the best thing you bought?<br />
<i>Books!</i><br />
<br />
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?<br />
<i>Yakee... for being so well-liked in school.</i><br />
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13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?<br />
<i>Mine... I had a harder time adjusting to the increased demands on ME and I wasn't gentle a lot of times.</i><br />
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14. Where did most of your money go?<br />
<i>Food?</i><br />
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15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?<br />
<i>Our HK trip with my in laws.</i><br />
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16. What song will always remind you of 2011?<br />
<i>Just the Way You Are (Bruno Mars)</i><br />
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17. Compared to this time last year, are you:<br />
<i>i. happier or sadder? happier<br />
ii. thinner or fatter? thinner (kasi this time last year, I just gave birth)<br />
iii. richer or poorer? poorer (materially)</i><br />
<br />
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?<br />
<i>More writing, digiscrapping and just being still with my boys. Also, more travel?</i><br />
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19. What do you wish you'd done less of?<br />
<i>Staying up late and eating sweets (but oh well)</i><br />
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20. How will you be spending Christmas?<br />
<i>Nothing special planned... we're just going to in laws.</i><br />
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21. Did you fall in love in 2011?<br />
<i>Yes... with Yakee, as I watched him unfold into an older brother... with Yamee, for developing into an entire individual... with hubs, for working harder to provide for us and bond with the boys... with St. Michael Playhouse/Waldorf... and our allergologist :D</i><br />
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22. Who got together and who broke up?<br />
<i>Old HS friends got together and broke up.</i><br />
<br />
23. What was your favorite TV program?<br />
<i>Grey's is a killer this season but I also fell in love with Modern Family, Game of Thrones and all the baking-related shows (Top Chef Just Desserts, Cake Boss, Fabulous Cakes)</i><br />
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24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?<br />
<i>I can't think of anyone.</i><br />
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25. What was the best book you read this 2011?<br />
<i>Have a Little Faith by MItch Albom... I guess you could say, it pushed me to have more faith than I ever did. </i><br />
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26. What was your greatest musical discovery?<br />
<i>Can't think of anything.</i><br />
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27. What did you want and got?<br />
<i>Healthy boys :)</i><br />
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28. What was your favorite film of this year?<br />
<i>An old one... 3 idiots. Next is HP:DH II of course!</i><br />
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29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?<br />
<i>I turned 34 and I did nothing special :)</i><br />
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30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?<br />
<i>Our own house... or my sister coming home for Christmas. </i><br />
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31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011?<br />
<i>Haha.. I discovered convertible, multiway wear and bent on overhauling my wardrobe to have more of those, and just accessorize! Is that a concept?</i><br />
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32. What kept you sane?<br />
<i>Hubs... for being constant, gentle, unconditionally loving.<br />
My internet friends... they're the only adult conversations I get.</i><br />
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33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?<br />
<i>Who played Khal Drogo? Haha.</i><br />
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34. What political issue stirred you the most?<br />
<i>Sadly, I am ambivalent and indifferent to most.</i><br />
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35. Who did you miss?<br />
<i>My sister. Pyro. </i><br />
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36. Who was the best new person you met?<br />
<i>Hmm...maybe Sigrid Perez, for having 8 kids and still managing to further her advocacies. </i><br />
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37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2011:<br />
<i>I've always known it but it's been super reinforced this year: my marriage is the most important relationship in the family.</i><br />
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38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:<br />
<i>"and as the years go by<br />
our friendship will never die<br />
you see it's our destiny<br />
for you've got a friend in me" </i>Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-24586719103550452432011-11-15T23:00:00.000+08:002011-11-15T23:00:42.646+08:00I Was This ThinYup. I think this is probably me at my overall thinnest, which was in college, because the commute to PNU from our house was taking a toll on me. Yup again, it's only travel to and from Taft, basically, but that was already FAR for me since I walked to school most of my life.<br />
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This was taken when I was 18 years old... at the graduation rites of our batch of volunteer peer counselors for the Foundation for Adolescent Development, Inc. <br />
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I was so thin, no? I couldn;t help but cringe when I first saw this pic again. I did not have meat at all! Gosh.<br />
<br />
And though I am very much overweight now, there really is some sort of acceptance of these curves and bulges now... and a lack of desire to be that thin again. <br />
<br />
I will be happy with a maximum of 20-25 pounds lost... very doable if only i'd stick to a healthy diet and regular exercise. To reach my weight here, I would have to lose around fifty pounds.<br />
<br />
No, thanks!Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-47885152675125414812011-11-15T22:39:00.000+08:002012-08-08T10:37:41.741+08:00Move, Moving, GoneAs I was discussing her moving options with my sister, we got to talking about Illinois movers and how Illinois Moving Companies seem to have the best packages in the US.<br />
<br />
You see, there is an offer from a relative to help my sister out, but this is all the way in Texas. She's in Detroit now. And she wants to move to Florida (I am assumming the boyfriend is there). I really don't care where she moves so long as it's not a deader zone than Michigan. I have been encouraging her to accept any job offer, even those that are so far from her nursing degree and licence, like dog walker or receptionist... even maybe a shop employee. I even told her my former manager worked as a cashier at a grocery when she first migrated in the US, and to think they had ships and breeding horses here in the Philippines. That's dignity of labor... and any job will allow her to learn more about the culture of her adopted country. She's been there 3 years and has not been exposed to much... only the drama offered by our relatives.<br />
<br />
So really, I want her to move. <br />
<br />
Moving To Illinois is also an option, but she doesn't know anyone from there but loved the windy city of Chicago when she visited some 2 years ago. Plus, it also has all four seasons but don't quite get as frigid as Detroit. <br />
<br />
Some sign on where she should go would be most welcome, Lord. I just want her gone from Detroit... and living a better life (where she's self-realizing and self-reliant).Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-77593886319923747032011-11-11T16:00:00.001+08:002011-11-11T16:00:58.388+08:00Will You Get a Driver?One of the things you think about if and when you're already super rich is... will you get your own driver or still drive yourself?<br />
<br />
Now that a personal <a href="http://www.cartransportquotes.com/">auto transport</a> is not the monopoly of the rich anymore, and it's really very convenient for families to have their own <a href="http://www.cartransportquotes.com/">auto transport</a> to ferry them to and fro school runs as well as go on road trips with, the need for a driver suddenly becomes a question... even for the middle class.<br />
<br />
After all, not all women drive... or feel compelled to learn. And most moms also work now so they can't really be the ones doing the ferrying too.<br />
<br />
But then... a friend's driver impregnated their nanny. The next driver again had dalliances with the next nanny. I'm not sure I like to invite such possibilities.<br />
<br />
Plus, I like the conversations we have during a car ride. Also not sure if I want someone else listening in on those.<br />
<br />
Still, I'd really love to have my own <a href="http://www.cartransportquotes.com/">auto transport</a> someday. Even a cheapie Jazz or Getz will do :)Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-36327162614464855982011-11-05T00:10:00.001+08:002012-01-29T23:05:44.439+08:00After A While<center><img src="http://mecsexy.smugmug.com/Journalism/Blog-Pics-2011/i-XjVDHVW/0/M/afterawhile-M.jpg"></center><br />
<br />
This poem, After A While by Veronica Shofftstall, was very popular back when I was in college. And it resonated very deeply in me because I was still very insecure then... unsure of what will happen to me, if I will ever be happy, what will come of my dreams.<br />
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It encouraged me to go, be my own person, and tend to ME.<br />
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This other poem, I read when I was already about to get married, I think. It seemed fitting... after finding yourself, you can now lose it again and evolve because you can also truly love. The original poem is more beautifully written... but it's still really nice to have grown up and be able to appreciate this one. <br />
<br />
It validates all the pain and drama of the yesteryears.<br />
<br />
And I just recently found out that the author of the second one, Adrian Tecson, wrote it when he was still in college :)Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-82379160513536350032011-10-21T14:44:00.001+08:002011-10-21T15:59:19.891+08:00The Silver Lining in the Lost P10kI lost my wallet today. Or it was stolen. I'm pretty sure I didn't drop it because I never put it out when I was out, so I'm sure it was 'picked' from my bag while I was busy with something else. Maybe when I was just talking to my son. Maybe when I dozed off for a while. I dunno.<br />
<br />
And as luck would have it, it contained P10k.<br />
<br />
P5k of which was meant for my sons' party entertainment, which I meant to deposit in the bank today so I don't end up spending the money on anything else. Ironic, isn't it?<br />
<br />
The rest is money intended for this weekend and the coming week... from cab fares to shopping for treats (Yakee's once a week treat of a popsicle after class while I get ensaymada), to allowance for going to Play Pilipinas and the field trip. I brought all the money because I was also buying Cetaphil lotion and I didn't think to leave the rest.<br />
<br />
And now, all's gone.<br />
<br />
And I am sad, of course.<br />
<br />
But in a way, I feel relieved... because it could have been worse. I could have lost the P40k I withdrew the other day. <br />
<br />
And I guess I can't really feel an overwhelming loss because the money was basically intended for wants. WANTS.<br />
<br />
We'd still have food this week. I didn't lose the HMO cards so we could still have the checkups we're scheduled for next week. The credit card companies will be only too happy to replace my cards, and the cards haven't been charged by the thied (I really think he just threw away the wallet after getting the money, without checking the secret compartment). The only hassle would be having the EON card replaced. I may need Cetaphil for my eczema, but it's not like I have a loved one in the hospital needing the money.<br />
<br />
That's the silver lining. It may be some weird way of making me realize that I am still blessed. P10k is not a deal breaker for me. I still have a biscotti in the ref to cheer me up. <br />
<br />
Of course, it's a stressor for me and hubs since we'd need money for our wants... but at least, they're wants. Not needs. We're in a place where we can have so many wants. I know other people aren't so lucky. I now other people would need to work for two or three months just to earn that. <br />
<br />
Which brings me to me... I am not earning money. Now, I may have to... because I was the one who lost the money.<br />
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*~*<br />
<br />
I just realized that my engagement and wedding rings were in the wallet I lost. <br />
<br />
Now, I feel weak.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-22267287937949021542011-10-11T01:54:00.000+08:002011-10-11T01:54:37.894+08:00Bye, Kuya RichI met you about 15 years ago. You were surly, weird (artistic and talented, but weird), hairy and non-fashionable, always late, uncompromising, idealistic.... You were also generally cool, steady, funny, smart and no matter how much you despised our girly drama, you were our friend. I like to think you even acted as a sort of big brother to me.<br />
<br />
I only really knew that part of you. Talking to your wife at your wake, I couldn't help but find it both sad and beautiful that in you was a loving husband and father as well, one I really didn't get to see/meet since we've all generally lost touch. It would have been nice to see how fatherhood could have tempered your tongue and mellowed your stare. It would have been nice trading parenting tricks with you. It would have been nice to have stopped being a 'younger sis' to you and be equals for once (after all, I now have two kids!).<br />
<br />
When I heard the news that you passed away already... I was really torn between being sad for your family who has to go on without you, and relieved for you because your pains have come to an end. <br />
<br />
A song that you wrote and that we used to sing all those days ago when we were active in peer counseling keeps playing in my mind.<br />
<br />
"Narito ako, kaibigan ko.<br />
Narito ako, handang maglingkod sayo.<br />
Tawagan moko, sasamahan kita<br />
Tawagan moko, hindi ka na nag-iisa."<br />
<br />
I wasn't much of a friend to you in your last days... but maybe, this song will remind me to be a friend to your wife and son from hereon. I told hubs that someday, I will buy your son his own guitar... because I would want him to continue your legacy of music, poetry and art. <br />
<br />
You were surly, weird and not fashionable. But your wife is right... you were a good man. People will always remember you as one... and I am grateful that I have had the privilege of knowing you, learning from you, being touched by your life.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-91594324374125471902011-10-03T23:36:00.000+08:002011-10-03T23:36:48.486+08:00At 34This has got to be my first birthday ever that I didn't have cake. And ice cream.<br />
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In a way, that is sad... not really because of the cake and ice cream (we could easily have gotten one) but because it really means I am all grown up. Some concerns I have cannot be fixed by ice cream and cake anymore. And my birthday, although I am thankful for it, is now really just another day in my series of days of growing and being.<br />
<br />
And there are more pressing things on my mind.<br />
<br />
Like my sons, who need me, and are reacting negatively to my bad mood.<br />
<br />
And my bad mood... mainly because I think I still feel choiceless and limited with what I have chosen, instead of empowered and enlightened.<br />
<br />
And my sudden penchant for multi-wear.<br />
<br />
And the eczema on my hands. It pains me to do the simplest tasks like type this, or caress/carry my sons. <br />
<br />
And that great question again of where do I go next, considering I already have plans and actually could start homeschooling already.<br />
<br />
Sigh.<br />
<br />
It's my birthday today and I am pondering if I am serving my life purpose. I even asked hubs to go to a Christian worship... in pursuit of answers. <br />
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I can't say I'm lost because I know what I want and I know some of the ways to get there. But I feel... diminished. Deflated. <br />
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I only pray I finally put myself to better use.<br />
<br />
And I am thankful that I got someone who is pushing me to keep my word on a supposed birthday gift to myself: finally write a storybook.<br />
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AAL IZZ WELL.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-44412091534813500692011-09-20T11:30:00.002+08:002011-09-21T16:13:58.969+08:00Sis, How About Studying Further?Talking to my sister last week, I found out she's looking for a home care job while waiting for hospital vacancies. She said she was advised to go work in home care for a while because it was good training for a newbie nurse like her. Plus, she doesn't have to do shifting work just yet. Then again, we are all naturally concerned with the idea of her driving in the snow to visit patients.<br />
<br />
I now have three relatives in Detroit who are nurses: one in research, one in a hospital setting, one in home care. Too bad there isn't a doctor among them. I wonder if a nurse can take up a <a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/career-developement/spr-management-course-for-doctors.html">medical management course</a> as well? Maybe someone who manages home care nurses, no?<br />
<br />
And it's not like being a nurse isn't good enough. It's just that there is no doctor in the family yet. I really would appreciate someone who's an expert on sickness, and who can probably get us discounts on professional fees sometime in the future.<br />
<br />
Plus, I recently stumbled upon a "<a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/career-developement/teach-the-teacher-course-for-doctors.html">teach the teacher course</a>" for doctors as well as other training courses (<a href="http://www.medicalinterviewsuk.co.uk/virtuemart/medical-interview-courses/consultant-medical-interview-course%11the-oxford-interview-course.html">consultant interview course</a>, CV writing guide, leadership, time management, presentation skills and clinical governance, among others). Maybe I should look for a similar one catering to skills improvement for nurses. That way, my sister could have a chance at better opportunities.<br />
<br />
What say you, sister, you up to studying again?Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-85542107812441574512011-09-09T18:23:00.000+08:002011-09-09T18:23:54.940+08:00Color Me Badd and All 4 One in ManilaI accidentally saw the Ovation Productions ad in 2nd Avenue while I was surfing the TV for something to watch. I immediately told my hubby that we're watching this concert.<br />
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High school, baby!<br />
<br />
I never knew I would get to dance to "I Wanna Sex You Up" with CMB singing it live!<br />
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All in all... Araneta Coliseum was definitely not filled up (they should just have held it at Music Museum, more intimate and probably more fun for everyone) but I was/am so happy that CMB and All 4 One gave such a great show. All their hits... I actually forgot all about All 4 One's "So In Love" and "I Swear" songs. Haha. I mean, I just knew I knew them from before... who cares what they sang?<br />
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And then I realized, a lot of their songs were favorite wedding songs, haha.<br />
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I also loved the tribute they did for Michael Jackson. I loved all the a capella moments. I loved that they all still sounded great (excepting the guy who grew fat in CMB, you could tell he was gasping for breath especially towards the end of the concert).<br />
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The concert really took me back to a time and place I've quite forgotten, not really missed, but also enjoyed and loved. Heck, high school was a time when you felt everything, lived everything. I even told hubs, I want to throw an 80s/90s party for our 10th anniversary instead... and we'd just play all the MTVs we loved. <br />
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One other thing, there was an old lady in front of us who was giving us the eye for shrieking... and the concert was sooo moving for me that it brought me back to my juvenile self... and screamed and shouted and clapped all the more to provoke and annoy said old woman. Mean, I know.<br />
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*~*<br />
<br />
It's really gratifying to<br />
1) listen to fave songs of yesteryear sung live<br />
2) finally be able to afford concerts<br />
3) feel empowered to attend concerts just because <br />
4) have great memories attached to those songs<br />
5) realize how much you've grown and that you've made peace with that pimply, awkward teenager<br />
6) know that there are more has-beens coming to Manila!Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-6495025869886465462011-08-18T23:01:00.000+08:002011-08-18T23:01:54.635+08:00What's Next for Mec?I am feeling a little envious of my cousin, who's taken up caregiving and is now taking up reflexology classes. I can start looking at <a href="http://www.findyoureducation.com/">online courses</a> again, I am sure, and there are enough <a href="http://www.findyoureducation.com/tp2/oed/education-and-teaching/schools.do?zip=&theme=FYE">online degree programs in education</a> (or at least, distance ones) but I really want to take up baking and I am intent on that crash course on Steiner education.. both courses are more practical. Plus, I don't have my own fully-equipped kitchen to just tune in to Youtube tutorials on embellishing cupcakes and whipping up a perfect souffle. Oh, and I also really want to finsih my sign language classes and move on to Level 4 (interpreter status).<br />
<br />
Maybe I should badger my sister to look into <a href="http://www.fafsa.ed.gov/">http://www.fafsa.ed.gov/</a> instead. Maybe there's some enrichment class she can take while trying for the NCLEX and can get aid for it. It would be a more productive use of her time in the US.<br />
<br />
But apart from my duties as mom and wife, and breastfeeding advocacy duties, what's next for me? What more can I do? Who else can I become? Because I certainly have to keep growing and self-realizing!Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-90856778237608589502011-08-04T07:57:00.000+08:002012-12-06T19:54:00.489+08:00Web Hosting and WordpressingA friend of mine recently made the jump to Wordpress, complete with getting her own domain name and web hosting. She has started the laborious (for me) process of migrating and I really wish her well.<br />
<br />
And of course, I am a tad envious. But I am still very much intimidated by the arduous task of switching and not having Google to back my blog up, because it's really quite safe with Blogger right now. A lot of my friends are already hosted in budget hosting sites like Hostgator or Bluehost or Godaddy. And you can see from web hosting reviews which ones are value for money. Still, I am not yet pushed to take the great leap.<br />
<br />
Maybe when I know I can dedicate more time to monetizing. Or blogging regularly.Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5485932.post-91764018701973750582011-07-08T15:04:00.000+08:002011-07-08T15:04:33.621+08:00HP EndsI now know that 'it all ends' on July 14. I still don't know when I am watching the movie though... and torn between watching it in 3D (IMAX theater) or in grandeur (Resorts World splendor). I am leaning towards crying in grandeur, haha.<br />
<br />
I expect the actors to move on with their lives and finally really churn out other movies. I wonder though if they'll get paid as much as they were for the Harry Potter installations. Emma Watson became the youngest highest paid actress for the last 3 films, I think (which gave her around $20M). I wonder if the British has an equivalent to a <a href="http://www.goldcoinsgain.com/gold-ira-and-gold-401k-accounts.html">401k gold</a> account. Or maybe, it's just celebs' accountants who are investing in <a href="http://www.goldcoinsgain.com/gold-ira-and-gold-401k-accounts.html">IRA gold</a> and arranging for <a href="http://www.goldcoinsgain.com/gold-ira-and-gold-401k-accounts.html">IRA gold transfer</a> later.<br />
<br />
Oh, but I digress.<br />
<br />
I cannot begin to describe the sadness that I know will accompany my last visit to the cinema for Harry Potter. And I think it's partly because I am not sure if my sons will ever be as big a fan as I am... and since they did not live during the time when you actually wait in line for the next book, there won't be that anticipation anymore for what will happen next... part of HP's charm.<br />
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I really think that's the reason why I haven't read Game of Thrones yet... even though I have had the 4 books for almost a month now. I know the 5th book is out there already too... but dare I fall in love again?Mechttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02655153874550285916noreply@blogger.com0