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My Family's 2017 Christmas Celebration

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My family and I spend our Christmas together in the little abode - The Internet shop. We didn't go anywhere. My husband decided to close the shop on Christmas day. So, we will have time for each other and do the things as a family.

Guess, I miss being in a real house where there are no computers around. I just imagine and feel contented going around cleaning and washing clothes as a wife does for the family. While my husband was cleaning the parts of the personal computer in each cubicle. My son was busy on the computer watching animated series for kids.

The only thing I can't do is cooking for Christmas. We do not have a kitchen. But, there's a hospital kitchen nearby which is two doors away from the shop. If you are wondering, the Internet Shop is part of the hospital building. We are hesitant to use it. So, we decided to buy cooked foods from a restaurant. We bought food that's enough for us to eat.

Our food for the eve of Christmas was simple. It consists of a:
  • medium-sized platter of Filipino-style (sweet) Spaghetti
  • one whole Lechon Manok, it's a whole size of chicken cleaned, spiced and grilled on top of a charcoal ember. 
  • A small platter of Pancit Bihon,   
  • 2 Loaves of Bread
  • 1 liter of Coca-cola

That's it! We're good to go for this season! Looking forward to the year 2018 for good health and more blessings to one and all.

How My Mom Sent My Brother To School


When my parents were both alive, they went into a real struggle within their married life. My father found someone else while working in an appliance store. It was sad and painful for her. I'm affected by it.

My brother was starting in college. He took Bachelor of Science in Marine Transportation in a private school. With all the stress surrounding her, my mom couldn't think straight for a moment. She was thinking of my brother's tuition fee and other expenses. And God is good. God gave her the wisdom to think or solved her financial situation. This is what she did!

Selling Blankets Made from Flour Bags
My mom went from one bakery store to another to buy unused flour bag. One bag costs is only $0.22 or one peso. To clean it, she shake off the remaining flour, soak it in the water for a while before washing. To remove the prints from the flour bag is risky. She uses gas, a liquid form bought from gasoline station. It is usually used for lighting a lamp. When the flour sack is clean, she starts to sew two flour sacks. Two flour sacks is equal to one blanket. A blanket made of flour bag is $2 or P100.

Help from Relatives
In my eyes, I am so astounded from the relatives on my mother and father's side. They help her in my brother's tuition fee and fare in going to school. My heart was full. I am overwhelmed to see them do it. Thanks to them. For my part, I did send her money for little brother's school.

Playing Bingo
Bingo is a fun activity for low-income Filipinos. You pay for a few cents, if you win, you'll get $20 or one thousand pesos depending on the amount you played. My mom tried her luck with playing bingo games. Since, I live far from her, a niece told me how lucky she is. She won not only a thousand but thousands. She used the money as a fund for my little brother's tuition fees and other expenses. She sent a tithe to a church for thanksgiving mass. I am thankful that my mom knows how to play and used it.

This is how my mom sent my little brother to school. It's nothing to be ashamed of because it's an approach to do good for the family.

Believe It or Not! My Real Halloween Short Stories

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I know it's late for the Halloween. But, I'd like to share these short stories that happened in my life almost 40 years ago. These happened in different stages of my life. This is my real, my Halloween tell-tale short stories. It's up to you if you believe it or not.

How I Celebrate My Birthday?

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October is my birthday month. I am a certified Libra! 


Last year, I did not think of celebrating because my budget is not enough. I only light a candle and pray. But, my little brother who came to visit us bought the cake, ice cream, and fried chicken. 

Two weeks ago, I splurge for myself and my family's needs. And this is how I celebrate:


Hair and Body Pampering
dermcare-bed
This is the bed where I'm going to have a massage. My phone that time signaled for low battery that is why it's pinkish.
I always love pampering especially a body massage to pinch a little of that aching muscles. After all, it makes me feel light and breezy. You'll have a good night's sleep then. With the gift certificate on hand, I drop by at Dermcare Philippines for the service. My first choice was a body massage with a steam. Unfortunately, they don't have it in SM San Jose branch. So, the staff suggests a whole body massage and a hot oil treatment for my hair. My hair is dry, curly and frizzy. 

Awesome Birthday Celebration

It's my birthday! I did not plan to buy anything like food and such. My introvert attitude says, I'll pray with my heart and just be thankful for this day. But, my brother was persistent. He promised to come and bring a cake if I cook or buy pansit for him. But, what makes my birthday totally awesome:

Brother's arrival
As what he promised, he arrived with the cake complete with my age. But, I have to keep it as a secret. Please excuse my hair
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My Ultrasound Result - Cervical Cyst or Polyps?

I had more than two weeks of menstruation and an itch. For 2 days, I did not see even a tinge of red in my underwear. It was happiness for me, then. 
I went to an ob-gyne for check-up. Guess, I had disclose it in my previous post about the cream she gave me for the itch. Now, for my prolonged period problem. She tried to insert her two fingers in my V-part and placed her hand on my tummy and push it down softly. But, I was nervous because I can feel a little bit of pain. My ob-gyne suggest an ultrasound. It was Transvaginal ultrasound.
Transvaginal ultrasound is like a pelvic examination that checks all our female reproductive organs. It is use to check our cervix, uterus and ovaries.
As what my ob suggested, I scheduled myself for the ultrasound last Saturday. I was a bit nervous because the sonographer is a man and at the same time a doctor.  When it was my time to lay in bed, he asked me what was the problem. I told him everything. I remind him that I am bleeding. My ob does not know about it because I was not bleeding at that time, yet. It was next day after the check up. This "next day" was a walk to a small bazaar (in Filipino term, it is "tiangge").
After the insertion, the sonographer told me to ask my ob-gyne for a pap smear. A pap smear can tell if it's a cervical cyst or polyps. Either is the cause of my bleeding.
It wasn't funny! I almost cry but I held unto my feelings. 
Tuesday was the ob-gyne schedule in the hospital. Unfortunately, she did not arrive. A nurse told me that she has a problem with her kidney. Furthermore, the nurse suggest to find another ob-gyne.

NDTDA: No Desire To Do Anything Syndrome + Itchiness


Yesterday, I saw this on my Facebook newsfeeds. Oh yeah! That is what I feel. I am currently suffering from NDTDA or No desire to do anything syndrome. A bad reality for me because my mind and body was exhausted. Here is the reason why: 

My body is itching that I have to scratch from my head to toe. You can imagine how it feels when itchiness and scratching starts. There are little red spots spreading in my entire body and even in my face that I have to scratch it all the time. I don't know where this came from. It just pops on my arm and the itching begins. I bet it was an allergy. I did not ask for a doctor because he will only tell me to buy Citirizene. Citirizene is a medicine in a form of a small tablet for an  allergy. Even my cousin told me about it. I don't want to use it because I'll end up sleeping all day. If I took one tab, believe me, the earth in which I stand spins and made me go to sleep. I can not control the sleepiness.

Maybe, there is a possibility where my allergy came from. The cause might be the water and body wash. A few days ago, the water tank's pipe was stock up. Water cannot go through the faucet. We have to use the water from the river (as the source) for taking a bath and washing clothes. The problem lasts for three days before it is fix. The second possibility is the body wash in which I am trying for a review. Since, the itchiness has started, I have to stop using it. I'll use it again if the itchiness is gone.

For the itchiness, I have a remedy of my own. 

  • Taking a bath using the water from the tank because it is fix, now.
  • Use a bath soap that is color white with no perfumes. It is my son's pediatrician doctors tell about allergies.
  • Vicks vaporub. I spread Vicks in some parts of my body where there is a red spot. I do this after bath because it gives me relief and comfort from itching. No one advice me how to use it. All I know is that I feel relieved after I rub it.
So, how about you? What made you stop to do anything? Is it an NDTDA syndrome? Please leave your comments, below.

Tired Constantly


 I'm drained, like a battery.
Physically tired from a day's work,
Oh, I don't mean an office work,
I'm a stay-at-home mom :)
But, I did a bit of juggling.

Mentally tired from fixing codes on this blog,
I'm having a hard time when errors showed up.
I may had finished a course in programming,
But, boy it was kept in a tavern, long time ago. 
So, expect it to be no updates, unused and rusty.

Researching through the use of Internet 
and reading online materials
has kept me going. It's exhausting and stressful in applying
what you learn. But, when an error showed up, I don't know what to do anymore.

Obviously, I'm done with the two parts,
now only one left and it's easy.
Somehow, all the stress, 
headaches and tiredness went to my arms.
It seems I am using my arms in carrying big trunks.
My heart palpitates and my eyes are drooping.
It is not emotional tiredness, isn't it?

(Laughs)

I am writing this after a successful fix.
Yes! I had tired eyes and tired arms.
But, it's really worth it.

Now, I'll take a nap and be back soon!

Chris Aiden’s 2nd Birthday


How time flies so fast! Two years ago, I gave birth to a boy when the world seems dark…

newborn
 

He become the cutest baby boy I’ve ever seen. He had captured everyone’s heart. He wanders around with his contagious laughter. A baby who does not forget to give his smile to everyone he met. The baby who calls me, “Mama”.


 toddler



Is now celebrating his second birth year!
boy
 With a new friend, Kuya Nash

Happy birthday son!

The Yellow Dress

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During grade school days, I remember that we were called one by one to read a story in front of the class. I was only in Grade I and reading stories was a practice on reading books and pronunciation. My teacher, Mrs. Cabigas, told me to read the story entitled, “Yellow Dress” and gave me a schedule when.

In the story, a young and poor girl who went to school without scrubbing or cleaning her face. Her clothes were dirty. The teacher saw her tattered clothes and unwashed face. Her teacher decided to give her a surprise because of her interests in going to school. The next day, the teacher gave her a yellow dress and told her to take a bath and scrub her face. And that is what the girl has done. To make the story short, the girl scrubbed herself and wear the yellow dress. All her neighbors were surprised and admire her new look. Her face shone with cleanliness and beautiful. When her neighbors saw it, they were inspired to clean up themselves and their surroundings. The girl wearing a yellow dress has become the community’s inspiration to clean their place. That’s wonderful, isn’t it?

My real life story is this because this happened at the same time. It happened before the scheduled story telling in front of the class: It’s a twist, actually. :)

My mother saw that I act like a “tomboy”. I am influenced by my four cousin's who are boys in Manila. We lived in the same house. My mother observed and tried to change me.

In school, we have an event that requires us to wear a dress. Do you know what my mother wants me to wear? A Yellow Dress! I hate wearing yellow dress because I am dark brown. It’s the result from swimming a lot in the river. The yellow dress has no sleeves but 2-spaghetti like straps. I am really against it and started to stomp my feet. Still my mother dressed me up. After dressing me up, I look at the mirror in the room and cried. I really am crying.. lolz… Mother came rushing and asked what happened. I cry and told her, “Ang pangit ko! Hindi bagay!” (I am ugly! The look doesn’t fit me!), while looking at the mirror and crying out loud. There stood a girl, dark and wearing a yellow dress with spaghetti straps. Well, Mama did not budge because she wants me to act and to walk like a lady.

Mother won! She did not change my dress for the whole day. Until now, I don’t hate the yellow dress, but I am not fond of wearing a dress. I hate sleeveless even short-sleeved and those spaghetti straps. If I have to wear a blouse with no strap, that’s okay as long as there is a coat.

What Is A Cougar?

I have never heard of this before until I have a chat in one dating sites. I am not looking but only chatting. To be honest, I told this foreign guy that I am living with a partner who is younger than me. Suddenly, he laughed and told me that, “Oh, you’re a cougar!”. The word is foreign, so I asked what it was. He told me that it’s a word for older women who are looking for younger men. That guy had irritated me for he kept on laughing.

I instantly searched for the word, “cougar”. Mr. Wikipedia wrote that a cougar is a puma, a mountain cat or a panther. It’s a solitary cat that stalks and ambushes its wide variety of prey. A male cougar hunts while a female cougar stays with her kittens for two years. But then I saw another meaning with Mr. Wikipedia. This time, it’s not under the word cougar, it’s about “Age disparity in Sexual Relationships”. From it, I read that:

Photo Credits: Cougar_American_Pie
“cougar is a slang word for a woman, 40 years of age or older, who pursues younger men, typically more than eight years her junior. The term is also commonly applied to women that are thirty or older. The origin of the word is debated; however, it is thought to have first appeared in print on the Canadian dating website Cougardate.com and has been used in TV series, advertising and film. The 2007 film Cougar Club was dedicated to the subject and in Spring 2009 TV Land aired a reality show called The Cougar. The sitcom Cougar Town explores the difficulty and stigma of many so-called "Cougars".
 Now back to the guy, I’m chatting with: I told him, my understanding of a cougar is an older woman who frequents to bars and look for younger men. They are also financially stable and have its riches. How can I be related to a cougar? First of all: 
  1. I am not a frequent bar visitor;
  2. I am unemployed;
  3. I am not financially stable, either;
  4. I have only one and same younger man who has a job;
  5. He was the one who bought the necessary things needed for both of us;
So, how can I be a cougar? So, I said, "I think you met a lot of older women who prefers younger men. You liked them but turned their back away from you because of  it." How can you meet a sane woman if you act that way? Your poor ego speaks.

Anyway, if there's a cougar or none, what does it make with our own life? Each one of us has it's own fault. As an adult, we have no right to pinpoint our finger on them. It's their life they lead. For the parents, of course, they do whatever they can to protect their children. 


A Tearful Note

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While blog-hopping today, I came across a post entitled, “Wishful Thinking” by My so-called world. It says:


 “To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did”. 

My decisions are sometimes heartless and firm. To think, I have none in life. I have to do something; work on something that I never had. Decision-making is not that easy; when both choices are important and involves your life and future.
"When God takes something from your grasp, He’s not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better."

I know there is always a reason when something was taken from my grasp; But this made me cry for I remember my mother (deceased) who was lying in a hospital bed. Her hands keep on waving in the air looking for something to grasp. I always catch and grasp her hands to stop it from waving in the air.
The will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you."

A positive outlook. God has always protected me as I look deeper into my life. He was always there assisting me and taking me out from a deeper situation. God has showed his greatest love on me in different ways.