Peko-peko, Chronicles of a desperate housewife

Adobo is my favorite Filipino dish. And I don't think I'm alone. I believe this is the most popular of all the pinoy dishes. Imagine you just need garlic, vinegar and soy sauce to make this wonderful dish. Meat, chicken, fish or even vegetables will blend well with this cooking style. Well today I just feel like surfing on the net for the best adobo recipes. i'll post about it when I see and tested one that rocks!Happy Eating to all!!Meanwhile enjoy this American guy cooking adobo....I'm sure you will love ...

My friend phoned me the other day, she told me she needed to take the day off for she has the LBM syndrome. Well I thought at the beginning she was talking about something else well apparently she had two job interviews that day. It is true that its been seven years that she's been working on this company. She was a hardworking and loyal employee but despite that in the span of seven years she never had any raise nor promotion. I think she was really fed up. I think it is normal for people to look on the other side of the fence where it always look greener to really quantify if we are really happy where we are. She passed the two jobs and were just weighing things out which one will fit ...

Happy, Close-up, Colgate or Sodium Chloride...well whatever it is the SMILE is ther ...

This past weeks I have tons of work. Time is passing by so swiftly that when I look at my watch its already twelve noon and time to eat. I normally eat the rest of the dinner but my appetite has increased tremendously this past few days. I guess it's stress. Anyhow food always excite me. The fact that I did not prepare anything for today I'm wondering what can I eat and where. And when I am in a hurry like this nothing beats a good sandwich. I was wondering who invented sandwiches..praise him and I would like to kiss him. I couldn't think of anything else better to eat when we are in a hurry like this. Practicality wise, normally well balanced in nutrition and is always so good. I ...

Let's all sing together..... Spiderman, Spiderman,Does whatever a spider can.Spins a web, any size,Catches thieves just like flies.Look out! Here comes the Spiderman. Is he strong? Listen bud—He's got radioactive blood.Can he swing from a thread?Take a look overhead.Hey there! There goes the Spiderman. In the chill of the night,At the scene of the crime,Like a streak of light,He arrives ...

Everytime I go back from work, I go straight to the kitchen and open our fridge. This is my usual routine at around seven in evening. I would check what menu I could prepare for our dinner. When it is the start of the month, I could make lots of fabulous dishes but as day advance my meager resources are pushing me to use my imagination.Having a fridge with lots of fresh things inside I guess is the dream of any house-wife. But more often we are confronted with the reality that the fridge starts to get empty as our stomach but we need to cook something to please the palate of our household. I knew a friend who turns off practically her fridge because it is always empty. With the increasing ...

Yesterday afternoon"LIFE is a mosaic of pleasure and pain - grief is an interval between two moments of joy. Peace is the interlude between two wars. You have no rose without a thorn; the diligent picker will avoid the pricks and gather the flower. There is no bee without the sting; cleverness consists in gathering the honey nevertheless.” Sri Sathya Sai B ...

I don't know. It's one thing so hard for me to handle. One baggage I cannot stand to carry is handling one's frustration.Everytime I think of all the frustrations that I have, little and big things I wasn't able to do. Or failures that I had in the past. I can't help but feel self pity. When moments like this happen. I stay long on my shower and let my tears flow as the water flow. I'm not getting any younger but the way I'm handling frustration is still way my league. I hope I will become a much stronger person to be able to deal with it next time it comes.Sorry I can't tell what causing me this pain. Sorry for being so frustrated. ...

Blue Thursday. Is it the weather? Or my moods?Definitely not. Today we are celebrating the 55th Wedding Anniversary of my in laws. A lasting love that gave them 8 beautiful children, 15 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren. The couple love so much travelling and the sea. So what better way to celebrate their anniversary in this oceanic blue theme dinner. We feasted on lots of grilled fish, sea-foods and a triple ...

Familiarity breeds contempt. I have always believed in this.I got a phone call from my sister yesterday complaining about her neighbors. Apparently they have a neighbor that's passing their time in her house whenever she is not around. The neighbors were apparently friends of their nanny. Since it's kinda hard to find a good nanny they are trying to be pleasant with her. The neighbors started by chatting with their nanny. But eventually they would eat, sleep and watch television at her house everytime she is not there.The worst is that this weekend she caught them playing cards in front of the kids. My sister is in dilemna to scold her nanny as she is worried something bad will happen to ...

My husband was thinking of going back into the workforce. Of course I have always been there to back him up, but if ever this will push through we will definitely be needing a good nanny.Nanny no matter how sexy or pretty she can be is not really a criteria for us. What we only need is someone we could trust our beautiful children. Someone who is strong and intelligent enough to make decisions when it is important and someone that will love our kids. Well, it might be hard afterall. I have plenty of friends who manages to work full-time by engaging a nanny. But I have also seen how often they changed their nannies in years time. One stole, one got pregnant, one forgot their daughter in ...

As I am typing this post, I don't know how on earth I will go back home. I was just advised that there will be a transportation strike, "again". I understand perfectly the need for jeepney drivers to express their discontentment about this rising price of oil barrels but what about us, commuters? We do have right to express to our feelings and opinions over this matter. Sometimes it makes you feel like the children in the middle of battling parents for custody. Government and jeepney drivers have their word to say everytime there is an issue that affects them. But in the end, it is always the commuter that gets the blow. I'm just part of those thousands of commuters who just like to earn ...

I have been seeing a lot of PayPerPost members blog advertising blogging around the blogosphere world. And to be honest about it, I had this growing curiosity on the question Do they really earn from blogging? How on earth would somebody pay someone for blogging on topics this someone loves? Shall I try it or not?I started indexing the PPP site on my favourites blog advertising a few months back. But of course I was ...

I hate a heated argument with my husband today.After breakfast, as normal routine we talk on how we would spend our upcoming vacation. And it always end up we like opposite things. I want beach and sand while he wants mountain and calmness. Then he asked me what will he do with the bangus fish we are planning to eat for dinner. I wanted it fried while he wanted it in sinigang. Small issues like that piled up and it exploded into a heavy fight.I knew I read somewhere it is healty for couples to have fight. Sometimes I ask how possible it is that we are so different. As normal routine we would shout until our efforts cant anymore. I would go out and he would enter in our room. And afterwards ...

Let's stop pretending. It is indeed possible to hate people we love right?My bestfriend and I grew up in the same neighborhood. Despite that I am older by three or more years we still grew up very close to each other. We have lots of funny and unforgettable moments together. She's been there on all the ups and downs of my life. She played her part of being a shoulder to cry on or somebody to pat your back when you did something great. We are really best of friends.But, hating her has been a part of our relationship. She hated me too I know. It is so hard to quantify how we grew up to have this sort of competition among us. I had my hair cut short, she had hers few days after. I enrolled ...

When I opened my yahoo account yesterday, I was devastated seeing the news on the side bar. The truth about all this, the reason I rarely open news or watch television is to spare me from all this bad news going on around the world. I know that not by avoiding them bad things don't happen anymore. But yesterday I could n't helped but saddened by the news of a strong cyclone killing about ten thousand people in Myanmar. It is a country not far from Philippines and what happened there could happen too in our country. Today I will say my little prayer for all the victims of typhoon. I hope you will take time out too to pause and remember there bereaved sou ...

Would you cast your vote for a woman President or a colored one?It would probably the bogging question every spectator of the American political arena that is set to be on fire this coming election. It could be interesting to imagine how American decisions in the international scene would change having considered this one tiny detail, who could be the next American President?I am never or rarely interested in politics. As I always feel that entertainment and politics are the same in many ways. But this recent race to White house between this two concurrents really amazes me. Sometimes its Barack who is winning then the next day its Hilary. Actors and politicians alike have made their choices ...

Taking breakfast is essential. In fact it is the most important meal of the day because it breaks the fast that we did, meaning not having to eat for a long time.At home, we see to it, that we take our breakfast seriously. Fried rice, fried egg or scrambled, fried fish or fried meat. The smell in our kitchen every morning definitely attracts all the bypassers as our fried rice is definitely delicious. I got my recipe from my mom. However, the grand debate at home normally starts with having vinegar with fried fish or having it with diced tomatoes. I grew up where vinegar is venerated like god. My sister would even drink it. Probably because my grandmom makes there own vinegar and is ...

Spending summer in Philippines without Halo-Halo is not summer.I remember when I was a kid I grew up in a place where almost all our neighbors were selling halo-halo come summer. And everytime I do errand and receive money for doing so I immediately compensate myself by buying a Halo-halo. The more there is milk and sweet stuffs inside the better. It was small taste of heaven for a little girl like me.Recently I had a meet up with one of my former classmates. She suggested to meet up at Razon's eatery in Makati Greenbelt. Completely, neophyte to this place I never knew that this place offers what everybody is claiming to be the best Halo-Halo in town. And I tell you when I had my serving ...

Ok, I am neither Kapuso nor Kapamilya. But when I heard recently that one of my favorite Pinoy comics super-hero will be on our boob tube I cannot help but only feel excitement.I would admit that I grew up in the era were reading comics was our favorite past time. I still remember those days where we used to rent comics for twenty five or fifty centavos. Wakasan, Happy comics are some of my favorites. It was a distant past where reading brings us to emotions unexplainable. Too bad that with the recent improvements in our lives we have forgotten about this times. Comics industry died down during the Marshall Law in the 70's. It tried so much to make a healty rebound but still people opt ...

For the first time, my boss requested me to accompany her on her business trip in Pangasinan for two days.I know that my husband hated taking care of the house alone with our children but I didn't hesitated accepting this opportunity. I have always loved travelling. Much when you will be paid to do it. It was my frustration to work as a flight stewardess way back. I thought that it could be the ideal job that would allow me to travel everywhere and anywhere. But of course that is before I tasted my first immersion on this job long time ago on a small scaled domestic plane. Our training showed me that we are doing more a servants like job than a prestigious profession I have always dreamed ...

It's been quite a while that I have been pondering if I will share my "unexplainable experience" of an encounter with my dad who just recently passed away here in my blog. But I keep on telling myself that is something personal and besides I am not sure if people will believe me. But then, it is always relieving to share stories like this.Four days after the death of my dad one of our neighbor who is a known medium dropped by in our house. She was my sister's friend and she already narrated to us numerous occassions of her close encounter with the ghosts. But then of course, it is your prerogative to believe it or not. I wasn't there it was only my sister who was accommodating her. They ...

I have never took a plane ride in my life. Not because I cannot afford one (probably maybe :-) but simply because I am afraid.Everytime I would go to Cebu, Boracay or fvisit my riends in the provinces I have never opted to buying plane tickets no matter how much I am pressed with time I always end up braving hours of bus ride and ferry ride. I have fears of flying. I am not ashamed because this isn't a rare case. Yesterday I met my long lost friend who's been living in Dubai for fifteen years now. I after we have graduated in college she ended up working in a hotel in Dubai. When she narrated to me her trip going back to Philippines I was so scared for her. She said their plane passed ...

I remember as a kid our parents often told us on the importance of valuing each grain of rice we find in our plate. We cannot leave the table not unless we finish off the rice served on our plate.Our grandparents have rice plantation in the Visayas and they knew how hard it is to cultivate this most important grain in our daily lives. It is true that rice occupies an important statut in our society. But we the recent rice hoarding going on I cannot help but sigh on this aggravating situation. Every morning our market is already jampacked by people lining up to buy the "so called' affordable NFA Rice that cost around only 18 pesos per kilo. Everytime I see the people lining up there It further ...

What does cannister, anus and Cebu hospital have in common? They are all the culprit in a highly sensationalised video incident that happened last year. I'm pretty sure you have heard recently of this big scandal that boggled our society over this You Tube uploaded video of a gay patient on an operating table where laughters and insults from doctors, nurses and other hospital staffs as seen on the video while doing the operation. Most people who are unaware of the incident would wonder why the give so much fuss about this? The truth is the gay patient was being operated for having a body spray cannister stock in his anus (for a story nobody knows :-) he heheh ). What was scandalizing on ...

It's been more than two weeks since my dad passed away our lives start to be back to normal but no matter how much we try to do every time we think of our good times together we cannot help it but cry. I know that crying and letting go is so important in this healing process but it is truly hard to say goodbye to someone you love so dearly and you know you will never have the chance to see him again. I know that I am not alone in this situation because there are hundreds or maybe thousands of people out there who have lost their loved one. I always thought that I am a courageous person and that nothing can bring me down. But this emotional burden that I am carrying right now is way beyond ...

I still haven't been to my dad's wake.Please do not think that I am un ingrateful daughter because that is not the case. I have still tons of things to attend to and I guess the main reason would be, is that I am too scared to see him. I am too afraid to face the reality that he is not there anymore. I am too scares to see his things, his favorites clothes that we bought for him, his wheel chair, everything on this house is my dad we will definitely feel so lost and empty.I didn't sleep well last night. I have all the images of my dad from the last time I saw him. There was even a small misunderstanding between my sister and him, but we were able to fix things out. He was seated on his ...

I am a very shy person. I guess it is the reason why in here on my blog I am taking advantage of doing and writing about anything I will never be and couldn't be. I could shout out all the things I will never have the courage to say in public.Today, I would like to honor my father with this post. I know he will never have the opportunity to read this nor to know what I want to tell him so this is a message directed to him on heaven.You are the most wonderful dad in the world. We may not be blessed with material richness but your wittyness, courage, intelligence, and good sense of humor are characters that well described you. I will guard forever in my heart all the sacrifices that you have ...

This morning while I was taking my shower my phone rang. It was my answering machine who took the message. My dad just died. I tried to call immediately my sister living with him but no avail to talk to them properly. They were at the height of their emotion , trying their best to accept the bad news.When I have learned about it, I was so shock. My body is trembling from the inside. I hugged my husband and tried to be strong. I feel so empty from the inside. I am still trying to convince myself that its just a nightmare. For years my dad has been battling with the complications of his diabetes. I have been preparing myself long time ago about this but then at the back of my mind I ...

One of the newest internet terminology I have learned today (you can check it's wikipedia version) is the term Rickroll, which means to be directed to Rick Asley's famous video in the 80's Never Gonna Give You Up, which had its all time high view during the April Fools Joke prank done by various media companies. The term rickrolled basically means, you been fooled to watch this video instead of the real link you wanted to see. The prank on rickrolling started last year May 2007 but it was last April that it reached almost 13 million people who have been rickrolled.Well, I wouldn't personally mind watching this old video of Rick Asley for I used to love this music. so for the fun let's go ...

Oh she's on the way. Finally! That is what we all thought so.Do not think that we are waiting for her arrival but definitely we will be waiting. Yesterday my cousin announced us the good news. After eleven years of marriage, they are finally blessed with their second baby. The first one was adopted of course. Announcing baby's arrival is always clouded with happiness, enthusiasm, or fear of rejection for others. Not everyone is blessed to have it at the time they are really planned. I remember when we heard the news that my eighteen year old niece is pregnant it was indeed a big shock for everybody. How about her studies? Who is the father? And other silly questions. I personally ...

Do you ever believe in fortune telling?I was asked yesterday by my boss to drop by in our Manila branch to do some errands for him. I accepted the task (not only because I had no choice) but also because I saw this as an opportunity to visit Quaipo Church, the church very close to my heart that I get to visit rarely since my husband and I moved to our house in Cavite. Quaipo church has always his charm as always; the multitude of people that caricatures the day to day life of people trying to make a living out of Nazareno. You would see some down on their knees praying for others for a price, the ones selling sampaguita garlands, candles and almost anything. Would you believe even your ...

During my coffee break on work, I normally spend my time reading personal emails. Most of the time I spend all the leisure time reading and replying their emails that I normally forbid myself on opening all of them as I consider it loosing a lot time. Bad me, I opened the email of my best-friend despite the fact I know it wasn't such important but must be some bunch of internet jokes and stuff like that. I wasn't wrong. Her email was emtpy just a link on a site and she told me to read it.I must have been really eaten up by my personal life that I am too late of scandals everybody is talking about. Not that I think I am missing a lot of things but sometimes to be afloat we need to stay in ...

Everything seem well last night before I went to bed.Nothing special. I didn't watch something scary nor had some horrifying images before falling asleep. Everything was normal until I close my eyes. Everything was burning in my dream. All houses are burning. I could feel the immense heat enveloping me. It was so dark and yet the fire eating all houses and everything in between are disappear right before my very eyes. Then the scene changed I saw all my friends seated waiting for me with uncertain faces. I asked if they had already packed their things and If they already prepared for something catastrophic. And even before they could reply me, we all went running because all the remaining ...

This weekend hubby and I decided to have spend our afternoon weekend strolling the along the newly built community park in our village. I have never seen my children this excited running and inhaling fresh ( ?) air. Trees and flowers everywhere (but were have the butterflies gone by). It reminds me when we were kids that playing on the green streets of Manila back then. Children of these days console themselves playing PS2 or any other games at home. Too bad. I made some reflections and decided I will push more my children to spend time witnessing these green stuff before it disappear before their ey ...

People say that crying for babies is healthy. This allows their lungs to function even more. But sometimes it worries me to see my baby spend all her day crying. Sometimes I wonder if it doesn't cause a mental traumatisme for her.Everyday, my baby cries like twenty hours a day. I know that my husband is better in taking care and raising our children (specially he is the one staying at home) it pains me to see how he lets our baby cry all day. When I try to interfere, he would tell me its better to let the baby cry.Anyone, who can help ...

We all hate being criticize but we love to give them.Last vacation, I had the opportunity to meet the girlfriend of my brother. We all went to spent together a one week trip to Puerto Galera. As I love cooking I presumed I will be the one tasked to prepare our food for the entire vacation. Much to my amazement my brother told me that her girlfriend volunteered to cook the food for us. I was happy at a certain point for I will have the opportunity to profit spending this vacation with my husband and children. And besides I thought, the "girlfriend" wants to impress us with her kitchen prowess. Unfortunately, she cooked dishes we are not particular of. Not that its international cuisine ...

Although this post is a bit too late to talk about Holyweek, my absence for a long while allows me to tackle on this issue. If you would permit.I would proudly claim that Philippines is one of the country where Holyweek practices still shocks the rest of the world specially when it comes to crucifying people. I haven't seen one myself, but its notoriety made me so curious to know more about this filipino practice. A friend gave me one time a book that talks about this custom. There also exist the sight ofof people beating their back with broken glasses, nails or any pointed stuff attached on a whip. Cruel and barbaric, I often ask myself what do we do these for?I don't judge people doing ...

After three weeks of absence i'm finally back into blogging business.How shall I sum it up:1. spend holyweek with my family in the province.2. attended cousin's baptismal3. attended cousin's wedding4. went on the beachIt was really fun but as we often say. Good things never la ...

I have my old friends coming over at home for dinner this weekend. They are my high school classmates and it will be the first time we will see each other again after 17years. I am so excited and nervous at the same time for I want this get together to be perfect. I already asked my mom in law to come over to help baby sit our kids. I went to do my grocery and this is the menu I imagine to serve:Grilled shrimpsBinagoongan with green mangoesPork barbeque with home-made atsaraFried RiceAlmondigasBuko PieMangoes and bananasyummy ...

Would you dare shout; burglar, burglar when you have the occasion?Yesterday, I saw my cousin. She told me not to call her anymore from her celfone nor his husband. At the beginning I thought she was angry at me but when I heard the entire story I felt scared. Apparently, the day before when she was sleeping together with her seven kids, like any other night she leaves the main gate unlock so that his husband who works late at night can enter freely without disturbing anybody. Since she was so tired she taught it was his husband who went inside their house. She said she even saw the guy from the back wearing a jacket. As she was so sleepy, she just told his husband that the dinner is on ...

While we were sleeping last night. Our house transformed into a horror ride with the howling of my sister-in-law's voice in the living room. We don't actually have an extra room to accommodate guests passing by so everytime the occassion knocks we make them sleep in our living room. We thought everything went well. We prepared our portable and foldable bed to accommodate her for a night or two in our place. She was a bit apprehensive to sleep in the living room as it is the one closest to our garden. At around 3 in the morning our baby like sleep was literally torn by the horrified howl of my SIL. Guess what happened. She woke up there was a big toad sleeping on her belly. It made us ...

I had a wonderful dream. I was the saviour of the world. Everybody depended on me. I woke up and noticed that the sun was already up for our room was already well lighted. I literally jumped from our bed when I realised that I didn't hear the alarm clock. I was already late by an hour. I woke up my husband and did my morning ritual at a speed of fifteen minutes. Which means taking my breakfast, washing my face and brushing my teeth (impossible to take my shower at this occassion). Half heartedly I endorsed my husband taking care of our kids hoping everything will be alright during my absence. I knew I only had five minutes left to reach the finish line, I mean the fx line. For the last ...

Dreaming of becoming millionaire......If there's one dream I believe common to us all is becoming a millionaire. As I was surfing on the net last night, I never realised the amount of articles on the net written on this topic. It could be successful stories of people who become milllionaire with their inspiring stories from rags to riches.Or a sort of a manual teaching people on how they can earn money faster and easy way. It is normal to dream of becoming a millionaire specially considering how harder it is to survive day to day's life. But unfortunately, most of us hopes to become one the easy way. I dont know how many times we heard stories of big time swindling stories (the most recent ...

Two weeks ago I came across a blog discussing how healthy it is for couples' to have arguments from to time to time. Never imagined that what I read will be put to much good use eventually that fast.It was late at night yesterday when my husband and I had our big fight. Its quite rare that our small misunderstandings end up into something serious because automatically there is somebody that will give way and let the other express him or herself. But last night it was different, we were both tired and irritated considering all the bills and money problems that we had that even a small issue of discontentment could definitely result into something big. The culprit: the television remote control. ...

What cup size do you have? Everytime such question pop, women like me who are not bestowed by nature's richness prefer to avoid replying as the answer is quite obvious. Although I am personally confident of myself and happy despite I don't belong to the league of the likes of Pamela Anderson I assume there are plenty of women out there wishing and dreaming to be blessed with such. Peer pressure, society's judgement or much even worse their husband's or boyfriend's look pushed women of all kinds to cross this barriere and opt to undergo such chirurgical procedure. Do not think that this is a paid advertisement but I just thought of writing about this when I heard that one of my closest friend ...

As I was chatting with my pregnant neighbor this morning our conversation ended up on how savory bagoong (fermented shrimps) could be matched with almost anything. It is funny that no matter how stinky the scent or how salty its taste, for filipinos bagoong is really a delectable comfort food. I personally enjoy eating it with unripe mangoes and fried eggplant. Interesting how its saltiness perfectly harmonizes with the acidity of mangoes and the blandness of egg-plants. I remember when we were kids my parents meager resources resulted into making us eat bagoong and grilled egg-plant everyday. At the beginning we find it difficult but we eventually loved its taste. I would blame that as ...

I'm pretty sure, we all had our puppy love. I remember in high school how many times I blush everytime I see my crush passing by. I had this classmate of mine, who happens to be the cutest, the most intelligent and the most gentleman of all my classmates. My infantuation for him keeps growing everyday because he used to seat close to me. We grew to become best of friends but he never knew nor discovered that I was indeed in love with him for years. Until of course we parted ways when we bought pursued our different courses in university. How time flew so fast. Sometimes I imagined what could have happened had I had the courage to tell him that I liked him all those years.As I was lining ...

Yesterday night my hubby was really sweet. He cleaned the house and cook our dinner. I was wondrin if he was doing this as his late valentine's gift for me. Probably I guess, coz we didn't do anything yet. He cooked all my favorite dishes and the best part of it he even baked some brownies for me. He was really sweet, I hope everyday is like this. And the best part of it, he rented some horror movies and we ate some pop-corn. The only bad thing, with all the horror movies we saw I had the hard time sleeping after ...

As I was lazily watching the television late afternoon, I received a text message from an unknown person. When I checked the message it was telling me that I won a rice cooker in "draw lot" contest of their shop. I thought at the beginning that it was a joke because I don't know how many times I already received unbelievable messages like that claiming that I wont thousand pesos but I need to contact certain lawyer. I normally ignore the message but since the prize was just a small stuff it couldn't be fake. I tried to call the number they gave me and was quite surprise it was really true.Upon pondering I just realised that it was like few months back that I furnished an entry form for this ...

It was already past ten in the morning. I told my superior I just needed to rush to the nearest post station to send a very important parcel for my grandmom. I told her it won't take time. I was a bit surprised she allowed me. I thought that she probably had a good valentine evening with his husband contrary to mine (i'll probably blog about this one of these days). When I arrived in the post office, unfortunately there was a long line up of people.So imagine myself carrying my big parcel where there are about thirty people squeezing in with their parcels too at a small office of 30° celsius, you will naturally be in the mood for fighting. As my stress start to climb for it's been 10 minutes ...

Murphy's Law, "Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, and at the worst possible time, in the worst possible way".We were all in the kitchen, hubby is helping me out in preparing our dinner. I have been craving for adobo since the other day so I opted to prepare it that night. As I was cutting the chicken and pork I realised that we don't have any soy sauce anymore. Hubby decided to rush to the nearest sari-sari store to help me out. I was a bit worried for its been like ten minutes already that his been gone knowing that the store was just two blocks away from home. I thought I could probably starting boiling the pork and chicken with the rest of the ingredients thinking I could add up the ...

The next day, as expected the entire family of our neighbor's wife were there. As I often say "never never wash dirty linens in the public", well this one has really way out my league. The drama scenariao attracted almost all the gossipers in our street. The father despite his age who was a retired soldier, literally wrenched the husband from their "lovey dovey nest". The mother was there calm as she console her disheartened daughter. I almost feel like crying but seeing all our neighbors enthusiasm as if they are watching a basketball match where the other team is leading with ten points lead, I couldn't helped but smile. I feel so sad for my neighbor. She is a nice, timid girl that ...

Truth hurts. I don't know how many times I've heard about this line. I don't know how many hearts have been broken all in the quest for truth. Yesterday my sleepless night become even more intense with the usual fightings of our friendly neighbor. I am normally used to hearing their "nasty and soury" words thrown against each other but last night it was really different. I normally don't have the habit of eavesdropping but it has been already a long tele-novela series to me. I do not want to miss the climax as I put it. I stood up and really put my ears close to the wall to hear clearly what they were saying.I still couldn't believe what I've heard. I always say that sometimes the reality ...

Singing is my passion. I would rather say I sing more than I talk. If my life is a theatre it could be a musical one. When I heard about the success of British Idol which was eventually imported in the US, American Idol I was waiting impatiently for its turn in the Philippines. Although the Pinoy version is less extravagant and spectacular our local candidates' singing prowess are not left behind by their international counterpart. I have plenty of foreign friends who often told me that filipinos indeed are good singer. I would say this is true for we love to sing. Nobody parties will ever be complete without the karaoke or singing festivities involved with it. Ever since Pinoy Idol was ...

I don't know how many times we've heard of this: good news, bad news. When you are to announce news like that will you start with the good one and finish off with the bad one? Or vice versa? Anyways, It's always hard to make the decision for the end result is always the same. This was my feeling when my best-friend phoned me yesterday. It has been seventeen years that she was searching for her long lost eldest sister. It's never been easy to be far away from our loved one specially when it was a deliberate decision to flee from home. She left home when she was 19 years old when their mom decided to re-marry. Everybody was against their mom's decision but it was her the only one who really ...

I'm pretty sure you have already seen the movie that launched the career of Hugh Grant in Hollywood, 4 weddings and a funeral. This week I felt like I'm living this film in reality. Do not think I'm playing the lead role cause I am already married. Let me say I'm playing the role of one the friends. All these started, 2 months ago when my friend announced to us the good news that she was finally engaged to marry his long-time boyfriend. Naturally we were all excited because among our circle of friends she is the only one remaining to be single. And you know the pressure for a single girl at her age, is really quite tough. We don't know how she succeeded in convincing his boyfriend to ...

I am not a chinese neither my husband, but chinese influence is really strong in our country. Yesterday, I bought home some tikoy, as always it is such a head-ache to cook them if you dont use eggs. Anyways the taste is always worth the chewing:-) Well for those who are already familiar with Chinese Astrological signs, this year 2008 is actually the year of the Rat. so what is in store for us this year, (according to my researches on the net) this will be a year of hardwork, activity and renewal. so for those wishing to change job, get married or planning to launch a new project this is the best time to do it! But of course to guarantee one's success it is important to have patience :-) ...

Have you lost something really important to you..like your wallet? I know It sounded so materialistic, but it wasn't definitely my day yesterday. I had an important appointment with doctor for my son's vaccination. We woke really early because I know that commuting is never easy specially when you are travelling with a baby. I prepared all my stuffs and my baby's stuffs. I was so much in hurry, that I didn't notice that my wallet fell from my pocket. I only realised I lost when I arrived in my doctor's clinic. I called my husband to verify if I really took my wallet with me. When he announced me the bad news, I knew I was up for a bad day that day. He needed to fetch me and our son ...

Have you ever wonder what does our dream means? What do they represent in our real life?Last night, I woke up in the middle of my dream. I was terribly scared. I remember very little of what I lived through while I was sleeping but I knew it was terrifying. My husband tried to calm me down. He gave me a glass of water and told me that everything is gonna be fine. I tried sleeping, but I couldn't. And then all of a sudden I realised that my eyes are getting heavier and heavier. And I don't remember anything. "I was garbed with a beautiful long dress. I stared in the mirror and it was not my face. I had a very long black hair and I look tall. Somebody arrived, and it was my dad. He ...

I wasn't too akin in using those social networking sites such as Friendster and Facebook. But this weekend, I finally had a time for myself to enjoy the net because my in-laws dropped by at the house and they helped out in taking care of my kids. Let say I finally had a weekend and I was free to do things for myself. My mom-in law volunteered to cook our lunch and dinner. I was so glad they came for I really felt pampered for the first time. I didn't hesitated to tell them I have been longing to go to a beauty parlor for a haircut. I spend my Saturday morning having hair cut and buying clothes and books for myself. As I was lining up to pay for my books. I was so shocked to have seen ...

People are probably wondering that I love less my husband. For since I started blogging, I have only shown him as a portrait of a lazy and unemployed husband. I must admit that the only thing hundred percent true in this sentence is the fact that he is jobless. But on being lazy and unemotionnal I must probably exaggerating a bit. You could probably picture our couple's relation on the famous all time favorite now defunct comedy series of John & Marsha where Dely Atayatayan would attack incessantly Dolphy for being a poor husband of her daughter. How I miss this series!Well, In reality it is my husband who haild from well-off family. Part and parcel to be blame of this callowness he ...

As Valentine's day is fast approaching, stories of love hits everywhere. I may not always have the occassion to share how my husband and I crossed our path until cupid struck us with his arrow: I am taking this occassion to share that moment. I met my husband long time ago. I was on my third year in the university while he was on his second year in highschool. May-December love affair? Call it anyway you like it but this is how we met and the story that goes with it.I was a working student during college days. To earn extra buckets, I was employed by a tour operator packaging field trips for students. I was part of the brigade of what they call "tour-guides" assisting students so that teachers ...

Today I'm particulary dead tired. The overtime worked at the office and the pressure of my superior is really pushing my red button. The only thing that keeps me going is the pay check that will surely pass my hand unnoticed considering the bills and the expenses at home. God I wish my "house-husband" will finally have the courage to start finding a job. On my way home I could already see the tons of house work waiting for me. On the door way there were my two kids eagerly happy to see me. On times like this, no matter how tired I am I could never let my children down. As I played with them, I was wondrin where could be my husband. In the neighbor, I guess probably not that far or he ...

I always have the habit of preparing extra food during our dinner not to accommodate the uninvited guests embarking at our place from time to time. But to serve them for my lunch box at work for a more economical way of eating. As part of my ritual after work, I would pass by at the market to buy fresh ingredients for our dinner. That night my attention was caught by the bangus (milkfish) on sale, not only for their freshness but because of the ear-piercing voice of the vendor. Out of pity for his throat and to passer by's ears I bought about two kilos. The faster he gets rid of his fish the faster we won't hear his agony. I cleaned the fish, cut them into two and immediately prepare ...

Grrrr, same as my Sunday morning. I didn't slept well last night. We were luckily spared by the neighbor but my little boy howled the entire night. Not even my Avon make-up could do anything to cover these soggy eyes. Off I went to work, with a pinch in my heart wondring how my hubby will take care of the house and our little ones. And what else is not good on Monday morning like these but a heavy traffic jam. Now I'm here staring in front of my computer trying to fight my strong desire to sleep and balancing a cup of hot noodles on my hand. That's what you call multi-tasking; eating, daydreaming, napping and working at the same time. Oh gosh I hope its already 5:30 can't wait to be back ...

I had bad night.Let me tell you how.I woke up at six am (on a Sunday morning imagine that!) I barely slept 5 hours for my night was incessantly serenaded by my baby's cry and the bickering of the new couple who live next to our aparment. Since they moved in a month ago, there was never a moment that they weren't exchanging nasty words. But last night it was different; aside from the normal sobbing and yelling there were glasses and plates I could imagine flying and as it hit the surface..BANG, Click,Clang!!! a melody that lacks musicality. I looked at my husband. He was motionless , sleeping like a baby close to me. I told him to wake up he looked at me with his eyes half closed and said; "sleep ...

After 9 months of hiding I'm finally back. I wasn't really into hibernation but nonetheless let me give you a summary of what have happened during the last 9 months of my absence:Got pregnant (again!)I gave birth...this was undeniably painful, imagine 14 hours of labor!Started finding job..going through that cutthroat competition interviews..was even more tiring than giving birth :-(Found "finally" a lame jobBack into ...