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who am I?

... Kay ...

I'm a simple girl who used to be too naive for her own good. I believe in love and in happy endings no matter how many times I have gotten my heart broken, stepped on, spat on, and crushed.

I'm a model but I have a brain that functions quite well, thank you very much.

I am very opionated and have a scathing remark for people who do not know how to respect opinions.

I am witty which at times border on the sarcastic side.

I am funny, too funny at times that I almost always lose whatever poise I have gathered at the moment.

I am a daughter, a friend and a lover. I love my family, am very loyal to my friends and when I love, I love with abandon and with all of my heart. I do not hold back.

I am vengeful. I try to keep that in check but at times, I let it go, especially if the person deserves it.

I am a bookworm. I love reading books, I have quite a collection of them actually . .. . from Archie to serious ones like To Kill a Mockingbird.

I am a collector. I collect friends, I collect cards which have inspirational thoughts, I collect letters and cards given to me, I colelct pillows and I collect memories.

I am a writer. I write when I'm happy and most especially when I am alone and I feel like there is no one there for me.

I am a person with a heart who has been broken too many times. Way too many times.

I am scared. Scared of loving once again. Scared of getting hurt. Scared of crying once more.

I am a mother who has blessed many times over and is hoping to be blessed over and over again by the presence of one tiny baby who's changed my life forever.

I am me.

who are you?

Burgoo moments

We ate at Burgoo in Gateway last Saturday ... and here's something that I doodled and took a picture of to remember it by ...


And here is a sample menu of what you can have at Burgoo ...

Lay Out of Day Outs ...

eating at Gumbo's to celebrate Lola's birthday

celebrating MIL's 53rd birthday

Pex Mom's 1st EB at Oodys

Dad's 56th birthday

mini reunion of elementary classmates

eating at Kimono Ken in Blue Wave

Twin's Senior Prom at Peninsula Manila

TGIFridays Rob Place with Nald

Thursday Thirteen # 5

13 things inside my handbag

1. Starbucks Christmas Tradition stamp card
2. my wallet
3. my coin purse
4. wet wipes
5. Mentos Gum
6. dental floss
7. ballpens
8. credit card billing statement
9. pills
10. hand sanitizer
11. cellphone
12. eyeglass
13. company ID

What's inside your bag?

Love thursday # 8

Love is taking a picture of the B making a mess of our closet, instead of getting mad because I know that this is his way of exploring the world.

Recipe: Kutsinta

Ever tasted one of these things? It's a Filipino delicacy made of coconut and brown rice. Here's a recipe for those who would want to try it out.

Warning: Don't eat this with an empty stomach. You won't like the effects. Trust me. I know.

As requested by Miss Suzy, the effects are that you won't be leaving the bathroom for quite some time. Lol!

Ingredients

• 1 cup rice flour
• 2 cups brown sugar
• 3 cups water
• 1 teaspoon lye water (potassium carbonate solution sold in Asian food stores)
• Freshly grated coconut

Directions

In a mixing bowl, combine all the ingredients and mix well. Pour into muffin pans, until halfway full. Steam in a large pan with a cover; the water should be 2 inches deep. Cook for 30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted comes out clean. Add more water if needed until cooking is done. Remove from the muffin pans and serve with freshly grated coconut. Serves 4.

Lemme know how it turns out.

bittersweet love

This is a series of love stories that happened to me. Enjoy the stories. Laugh and cry with me .. learn lessons ... and always remember that you should never give up on love, no matter how many times you got hurt.

I couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt so bad for him but I just couldn't go back to him, knowing there was nothing.

Then I met him. Let's call him V. I met V online. He was so intelligent. He blew me away with his knowledge of so many things. He was articulate, good looking, and he seemed perfect. He brought me a balloon with a stuff toy the first time we met up. I looked like something the cat dragged in and he was all dressed up, coming from a go-see. Yes, he was that good looking. He was being asked by a lot of people to model.

So we met up, and there was instant chemistry. It seemed he didn't care that I looked like a drenched rat. We had dinner and I ended up staying till about 11 pm at Starbucks with him, just talking and talking.

We met up a couple of times and I even told J about V. We were hanging out again a lil bit. J was still trying to get back with me but I told him that there was nothing anymore. And that it seemed to me that he was falling in love with my best friend KC. He denied it, they both denied it, but eventually it all came out. They hooked up already.

*scratches off KC and J out of my life*

Going back to V, we hooked up after only a month I believe. It was very sudden and I don't know if that suddeness contributed to the early demise of the relationship. As we were getting to know each other, I learned a lot of things about him that I didn't like.

Sure, he was helpful with a lot of things. Still, I felt that he never did appreciate me. I felt that he did not value me. I felt belittled by him. Eventhough he promised me that things would get better and that someday he hopes to make me the happies woman on this earth, I no longer believed him. Eventhough R (another story) kept telling me to give V another chance, I just couldn't anymore.

He thinks I cheated on him. Did I? He believes it. And so it ended. 4 months after it started, it ended.

But then, there was R.

B's everyday life

It's Mommy's day off today. She's not awake yet but I am already. She wakes up really early when she has work so I let her sleep in late because when she wakes up, she won't be able to sleep anymore due to my noise. Lol!

At least I'm quiet, right?

Mommy just woke up. Oh no, she saw me about ready to be given a bath by Yaya. No!!! She's getting the camera. I must hide my *toot*

Ha! I succeeded. Mommy seems happy with the picture. She's smiling. I'm off to take a bath now and Mommy will be drinking her morning coffee so that she can have the energy to play with me. Yaya will be the one to give me a bath today.

There you go! I'm all clean now. See how fresh I look. I smell good too. Mommy gets irritated when I don't smell so good that's why Yaya makes sure that I have a bib around my neck all the time and it gets changed 3x a day. I'm sitting in Mommy's bed and watching Playhouse Disney. I love that show. I'm so excited. Mommy will be coming in a few minutes now. And we can play. Wheeee!!!!

Mommy is letting me run around now. She lets me do that so that I can explore on my own and discover new things. Lil does she know I plan to investigate their closet. I used to go for her scrapbook stuff but Mommy got wise. She kept it in a different place now so I need to look for other things to entertain myself with. She's blogging right now.

Success! I now know what's in the closet. Yey!

Ooppps, I got caught. Mommy is ordering me to put it back now. =(

Mommy thinks I've had too much playtime already. She wants me to take my morning nap now. I hate napping. I just wanna play. But Mommy is singing to me. I like her voice. It soothes me. She also lets me watch my cartoons so that I will be relaxed.

Mommy thinks that I'm about to sleep now. But I just wanna spend time with her. Besides, she keeps holding that camera and video. Let me show her my flexibility and endless energy.

Mommy gives up. She decides to play with me and read books. This is so much fun. We also watched Baby Einstein and my nursery rhymes CD. She sings loudly with it. It's so funny. My Mommy looks crazy singing the songs.

Oh, it's time for me to eat. I wonder what they have ready for me.

I love food. I eat anything, even veggies. Mommy made sure that I eat lots of veggies because it's important for babies. Want some?  

After eating, I felt sleepy. I couldn't fight it anymore so I slept for the next four hours.

When I woke up, Daddy was already home. He was going to clean our new car and Mommy thought that it was a very nice photo opportunity again. I just wanted to play with my new car.

Don't I look good? Mommy had a blast taking pictures and Daddy was smiling at us the whole time. He's a quiet guy. My Mom talks enough for both of them. Hehe. Don't tell her I told you that.

We continued playing inside the car with me making a mess and Mommy cleaning up while chatting up a storm. Then, it was time for me to have my snack followed closely by dinner and have my "me" time. Me time is very important. It's when I learn to entertain myself. No tv, just plain old me with my toys. It's the time when I explore my surroundings and my toys.

After taking a bath, and cleaning up the dirt I accumulated throughout the day, I'm ready to start vocalizing. I do this every night so that I will have a good voice when I grow up. There's even a funny story to this. A neighbor of ours asked my Lola if there was a parrot in the house. My Lola was very much confused of course and said that there was none. Then she asked who was it that was screaming at night. My Lola said that it was me. The neighbor did not believe it and went to our house to check. Boy was she surprised to see me, and not a bird making all that ruckus.

Finally, it's time for me to sleep. Hay ... just another day in my life.


Good night everyone!

guilty of brain damage?

I wanted to do something a lil fun since I've been all serious the past 2-3 days ... so I'm posting a SMS message forwarded to me. Tell me how many of the following you are guilty of. Dont't take this seriously okay. I mean, if I did, I'd head for the nearest hospital now and get my head checked. Lol!

Top 10 Biggest Brain Damaging Habits

1. no breakfast
2. overeating
3. smoking
4. high sugar consumption
5. air pollution
6. sleep deprivation
7. head covered while sleeping
8. working your brain during illness
9. lacking in stimulating thoughts
10. talking rarely

The only thing that I am not guilty of in that list is #10. Lol! What about you?

What's your standard?

"What we demand from our children, we must demand of ourselves. There must be a standard by which they live. As parents, we must set it - and live it. "

I know that most parents have this kind of mini movie going on in their brain the moment they see their babies or hold them close to their hearts. We see them going to pre-school, dances, graduating, becoming lawyers, engineers, doctors, or what have you. It goes on and on in our heads when we see other kids, when we attend weddings, when we watch the TV, or in whatever we are doing with our life. We think to ourselves, "my kid would be like this," or "my kid would be like that."

In an indirect way, we are setting up expectations. We are setting up a bar for our kids to meet. We are setting ourselves for a possibly HUGE disappointment. We don't mean for it to happen. It's just the way things are. It's because we LOVE our children so much.

Still, we know based from experience or from the experience of people we know that to set expectation is to set ourselves for a downfall. So my question to you guys would be, what is your dream for your children? Waht is your dream for that lil bundle of joy that is your heart? And if they don't follow into what you HOPED them to be, how will you take it?

**I can't remember who this quote is from so if you know, please leave a comment about the author so I can put a name to it.

munimuni # 6

Today, my Uncle is being put to rest. He will be joining his son now, as his wish when he was still alive. I feel sad but at the same time happy that he finally got his final wish, to be with the son that he lost way too early. I know that my family back in the province is grieving and that it will take a long time for them to heal but I also hope that they will soon learn to let go.

This week was pretty uneventful but still filled with much, much blessings.

1) H's basketball team finally won a game! Whee!
2) met up with my family and had a blast with them
3) was able to purchase a lot of the stuff that we needed for the car
4) a lil bit sick but still generally healthy
5) lil tornado is perfectly healthy once more ... Yey! Enough to headbutt me.
6) we all still have our jobs and are able to tell the people we love that we love them ...
7) I got my lists of swap friends already and I've ordered my goodies for them as well as create the ones for the ornament swap. Just need to ship them out fast.

So much blessings. So many things to be thankful for.

the truth always comes out

As I'm sure you've noticed, I had a post about my Uncle dying last November 2 and being buried earlier today. I'm sure you've also noticed that between those dates, I seemed to have led a normal life, no signs of being upset or anything. I was like that in real life as well and I honestly thought that I was a-okay. You know, I've cried for a day but I'm ready to move on.

Boy was I wrong.

I spoke with several family members in the province earlier today before the burial of my uncle. At first, it was all good. I was checking if everything was all right, I was telling my cousins to get a hold of themselves and watch out for their mom who just might break down. Then we started to talk about how Uncle Soc was such a cheater, for leaving us so early ... that he and my cousin who happened to be his son were really father and son, both cheaters because they left us way too early. And I found myself crying ... and crying ... and it just won't stop.

I cried because I would never see him again. I cried beause I was not there. I cried because I don't know if I ever told him that I loved him. I cried for all the what might have been ... and because I would never hear his voice again or see him smile.

Then I collapsed. Maybe it was my system's way of dealing with too much pain. Maybe, I just couldn't handle it. Maybe, I just didn't want to deal with it. When I woke up, I was in the hospital already. My coworkers all panicked and took me there coz I have been unconscious for 20 minutes.

So obviously, I was just holding it all in. And the truth came out. I'm still not as strong as I thought I was. Or maybe, even if he was just an uncle by marriage, I really do miss him and wish that he were still here with us.

Hook.Line.Sinker

The B was having a performance that would shame Oscar hall of famers. He wanted "Mama" to carry him but since Mama was busy talking to his great grandma, Mama did not pay much attention to lil tornado. I was letting them listen to his whining and endless diatribe of "Mama ... mama ... huhuhu ... mama .. whooo ... mama ..." We were laughing about how noisy lil B was when suddenly, I felt a lot of pain on my chin and I saw lil B crying and holding his head. It didn't take a lot of calculation for me to realize that he had banged his head against my chin. Even if I was in so much pain (you never know how strong a baby's skull is until they slam it against your own head or face) I grabbed him and carried him and started checking him for any signs of bruise or wound. As I was doing this (while praying hard in my head) I noticed something disturbing. Where there should be a wail, I heard coos and giggles. True enough, when I looked at the B's face, he started playing peek-a-boo with Mommy.

Sigh. What a manipulator my son is. He orchestrated the entire thing to get me to carry him. He probably realized that if he "managed" to hurt himself, Mommy will panic and carry him instantly. And I fell for it. Hook. Line. Sinker.

I don't know whether to hand him his Oscar award or pull my hair out in frustration. And to top it off, my chin still hurts, 12 hours later.