Love Or Bread

My Sunday nights are spent in front of the tv watching Love or Bread. Love or Bread is another Taiwanese series being starred by Joe Cheng and Ariel Lin. For those who have watched Started With A Kiss and They Kissed Again,they will know who these earthlings are.

I am a self confessed addict of these Asianovelas so it doesnt matter if I read the subtitles and dont really understand what they are saying! Love and Bread is being aired in one of the Taiwanese channels - I don't speak nor understand their language so I just pretend that I do thru their actions. Ha ha ha Pathetic!

Its been 4 Sundays already that I slept late just to watch them. I just wished there would be subtitles na. One thing's for sure I will watch it again once the dvd is out. I just cant help it but I really feel giddy and giggle when Joe and Ariel would have their "moments" together.

Oh my I just cant get enough of them!

Turning 29

Hubby turns 29 today. And since its his special day I would like to take this chance to write something special for him today

Since the day we "met" my life has been very different from what I have planned it to be. He has turned my world upside down,well the good kind I may say. Before he became part of my life I never believed in many things - yes, I was always cynical about a lot of things, and he has changed that. I wish I could put into words how much I love this man but I should say words wont be enough...however, I am willing to try and write down the reasons why he rocks my world.

----- It's always about family. I have never met anyone who values his family more than anyone else, he becomes selfless when its about us.

----- He sees to it that Lance and I will have everything we need (including the "wants") before he tends to his needs

----- He makes me laugh - all the time. It never fails.

----- He assures me that everything will be all right. That I will be the one and only. That his past will never haunt us.

----- He promised me that he will shield me from all the hurt and indeed he became my knight.

----- When he said he will be a better man he strived to be one and it inspired me to make myself better as well. He is my inspiration.

----- He is someone that I am not - he doesn't only complete me but also complements me.

----- He has a heart of a child. He can easily forgive my mistakes and forget that he was hurt.

These and lot more makes me fall for him every single day.

Happy Birthday Ney! Love you much!

Boxing

After giving birth I have always tried different ways of shedding off some of the excess weight that I've gained when I was pregnant. I've tried starving myself, diet pills and lately I tried boxing.

Getting into boxing was like hitting 2 birds with 1 stone. I get to excercise and at the same time I get to release all the stress with every punch that I release. I feel good after my 2 hour sessions.

Normally, my session would start with warm up excercises and stretching. I like the stretching part. Then I also have abdominal excercises - the killer! I know I need the abs excercises so much but I just can't take the pain. But as my trainer would always tell me "no pain, no gain". Oh my! Do I have a choice?

I haven't boxed for a month now. A change in my lifestyle has prevented me from going to gym and do some punching. Hopefully, when everything settles I can get back to boxing again. But for now Lance is doing the boxing.

Toddler School

I am currently searching over the web and asking around for a toddler school for my little boy. Actually I have been doing it even before he turned 1 year old - quite an early start, huh?

I have talked to Hubby about sending him to play school before but he said it might be too early for him. He was 1 and a half year old at that time so we had to put off the plans when he's a little older. He turned 2 years old last September and judging from his progress (read: antics) he's doing well for his age so I decided not to push through with the toddler school.

However, Hubby said that we might as well send him to school so that he can mingle with boys his age. His playmates are all girls and Hubby is not comfortable with it because he often sees his son holding his playmates' barbie dolls. hahaha

So, the search is still on. By the way last night the little asked me to give him his little back up.

Here's our conversation:

Lance: Mommy, bag please. Yung red. (see he knows his colors)

Me: Why baby?

Lance: School na A-ance. (pointing to his chest)

I guess I'd better make my research right now.

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Toys Galore

Hubby and I have a habit of buying toys (plural yan!) during weekends or during mall visits. We are impulsive toy buyers. I know we are on the verge of spoiling him but just like any parent we just cant help it. (hehehe defensive). My son has a huge collection of toys. He's only 2 years old and while looking at 2 big boxes of toys (those in display boxes not included) I was overwhelmed. How am I going to get rid it?

I was talking to Yaya R last night about disposing some of the toys. She said "Sa Jollibee Ate." So I said why not? I instructed her to group the toys into 3 groups, toys in good condition and favorites of the little boy in one group(for keeps), toys in good condition but not so favorites in another (to be given to Jollibee), and the broken ones in another group (to be disposed). I entrusted the grouping to her because she knows what toys the little boy would play more than I do. I just have to check the groups when I get home tonight though

Hope she does this task well so I dont have to regroup it. After the toys I'll look into the cabinets for some old clothes. We need more space and we cant have it unless we start giving away some stuff.

LSS...

Wag kang matakot

Di mo ba alam nandito lang ako

Sa iyong tabi

Di kita pababayaan kailanman

At kung ikaw ay mahulog sa bangin

Ay sasaluhin kita

Wag kang matakot na matulog mag-isa

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot na umibig at lumuha

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot ah.....

Wag kang matakot

Dahil ang buhay ay walang katapusan

Makapangyarihan Ang pag-ibig na hawak mo sa iyong kamay

Ikaw ang diyosa't hari ng iyong mundo

Matakot sila sa'yo

Wag kang matakot na matulog mag-isa

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot umibig ta lumuha

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot na magmukang tanga

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot sa hindi mo pa makita

Kasama mo naman ako

Wag kang matakot ah......

Wag kang matakot

Dmo ba lam nanadito lang ako

Sa iyong tabi

Di kita pababayaan kailan man

Wag kang matakot

Di kita pababayaan kailan man

I Survived SAHM

Thank God and my sanity is still intact after a week's struggle to be a good SAHM. Although really barely made it - to keep my sanity. I just can't explain why my son would have all the tantrums and requests in the world when I am at home.

I was planning to do a lot of household stuff - you know like a real SAHM, but all those plans flew out of the window. The picture of a good SAHM and a good housewife that I have in mind remained a picture and never really became me. hahaha

I didn't know that staying at home with a 2 year old boy would drive you to the edge. Our day would start with watching Kung Fu Panda and ends with (guess what?!) watching Kung Fu Pandaaaaa! Waaahhh!

I'm still sane while I'm writing this and am preparing myself for another round of Kung Fu Panda watching...

Love You Very Much

How often do you say I love you? To some of us saying I love you is so easy but for some that I know its not. They have to take all the courage to utter those words to their loved ones. I used to be one of them but I was lucky enough to have met people who have taught me that these three words should not be kept inside but should be said out loud.

My first teacher was GMEP. I befriended her during my freshmen days in UP. She was my school mate in high school, we had common friends but we dont belong to the same circle of friends. She had her own circle of friends while I was with my kinder-elementary-highschool-to-forever friends (my all for one one for all friends). I didn’t expect that I would be spending my college life with her. My college life was a different experience and I owe it to her. She was not afraid to show her affection – my exact opposite. She exudes warmth and it is contagious. She was not afraid to say I love you – to a friend, to a family member even to the opposite sex (ahem, no squealing for GMEP!) And I sort of adapted from her the congeniality and learned from her that it wont hurt you if you say I love you.

Today, my teacher is my son. Last night I went home late because my gym hours got extended. So we didn’t have much playtime. He asked me to sit beside him. This was our conversation

LF: Mommy tabi (pointing to the spot beside him)

Me: Ok. What do you want?

LF: Sit. (still pointing to the spot beside him) Play ayo. (Lets play)

Me: Ok. (so I sat beside him)

LF: Mommy babu ery much (love you very much)

Me: Love you too babey.

Saying I love you definitely didn’t hurt. In fact it has healed me. It has erradicated all the stress in my system – including the mucscle pains!

Second Chances

Do you have those moments before going to bed at night where you think about the happenings of the day that was and wished you could have done certain things differently? Have you ever tried to kneel down and pray and asked Him for a second chance? I am sure at one point in our busy lives we have asked for second chances.

Those who got their second chances were lucky or should I say blessed. But for those who didn’t it felt like the world is against them. Just recently, someone close to me was both given and denied of a second chance. Why both? As the saying goes, when a door closes another opens. I have realized whenever shit happens hope afloats and I have proved it maybe not in my own life but in the lives of the people around me.

Second chances are disguised in ugly packaging sometimes so we have to ask Him to give us our second chance, the right one for us. As what my mentor would often tell me, pray for it, ask for it and give it all up to Him and you will be shown the way.

So to you my friend, I suggest that you do this: take the load off your shoulders, leave your regrets behind, stop looking at the door that has closed behind you because they will never open it up for you again. Look ahead because your second chance is there right infront of you. But remember to pray before you grab it.

All For One, One For All

I was browsing thru friendster and found this pic in one of the photo albums of my friends.

This was taken 6 years ago and this was the last time that we had a reunion. All 5 of us got together for C’s wedding. Well, we had no choice but to be present on her wedding or else she will hate us forever. Looking at this pic brings back the old times. We have been friends since Kindergarten. We might have different circle of friends but we made sure that we ate our lunches together and went home together.

We’ve had numerous fights and tampuhan moments but we stayed by each other’s side during the hard times. I really dont know when we will have our next reunion, L and G are already living abroad but I hope that despite the distance we will still remain friends and hopefully our sons and daughters will continue this friendship.

P.S. Dear Hubby, here’s the evidence of that fateful day...look at my attire you think its my intention to go swimming that day?

Begin Again

I got this from the net. Sorry cant find the author's name. But this is really good.

BEGIN AGAIN

One of the best things we can do in our lives is this:Begin again.

Begin to see yourself as you were

When you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been.

Begin to remember what worked for you(and what worked against you),

And try to capture the magic again.

Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child --

To live a lifetime each day.

Begin to forget the baggage you have carried with you for years:

The problems that don't matter anymore,

The tears that cried themselves away,

And the worries that are going to wash away

On the shore of tomorrow's new beginnings.

Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives;

And if we will be wise,

We will turn away from the problems of the past

And give the future -- and ourselves -- a chance

To become the best of friends.

Sometimes all it takes is a wish in the heart to let yourself ..

Begin again.

It's Monday once againg hope you start your week right...let us all begin again.

Signing In

Time is so scarce for me these days so I am having a hard time to sit down in front of the computer to blog when I get home. Lance will always call my attention to play with him - until the wee hours.

Since his 2nd birthday he has made a lot of progress. I can pick the top 5.

So here's my list.

1. He sleeps on his own bed now.
2. He is becoming more and more talkative and can speak in sentences
3. He can sing the alphabet song and twinkle twinkle straight without my help
4. Before he sleeps he returns his toys in his toy box. "Mommy keep toys."
5. He knows when to say excuse me, please and sorry. He even gets mad when someone barges into his territory without saying "excuse me"

Time flies so fast. And as I watch him grow I am happy and worried at the same time. Happy because he's grown up smart but worried that the outside world would be harsh to him.

But when he says "Mommy babu ery much" (translate: Mommy love you very much) all my worries would vanish and with added strength I say to myself "Don't worry son I will always be here holding your hand"

Turning Two

Lance turns 2 today.





It was not so long ago...

Two years after...

Love you little one. Happy Birthday.

Almost A Month

...since my last post. I had some problems with the internet connection at home so I wasn't able to do my blog responsibilities. I have my drafts and I'll be editing it in a little while so I can post details of my birthday and some updates of my life plus details of my little boy's birthday. I have prepared a simple celebration for him and invited family and close friends. I had some adventure at Divi when I was shopping for the loot bags...details later ok?

I'll catch up...promise!

One Tree Hill: One More Time

I just finished watching the season 5 of One Tree Hill on dvd (pirated, sorry Papa Edu). I have been finding time to do this, thanks to the long weekend I was able to finish the whole season. Actually this season wasn't as long as the last 4 so I got it done and over with during the weekend.

Season 5 was more of a fit for me right now because it focused on the characters' lives after college. Unlike the other 4 seasons, it was mostly high school life, even if the actors don't look like high school students. I have watched the fast forward over the net - the fast forward was an overview of season 5 so that you will have a better understanding when the season starts.

Four years after college the Tree Hill guys were doing their stuff, pursuing their passion and making their dreams come true. But at one point they all realized that they will be happier if they go back to Tree Hill and make their dreams come true there.

I can totally relate. I always look back and asked myself "What if after graduation I went home and started my career there?" Truly, there's no place like home but I know I wouldn't have learned and matured this much if I went home. No regrets.

The best episode, for me, in that season was episode 18, the season ender. It was where Marvin was given the big break by the TV station he's working for. He was covering the Ravens basketball game and captured all the drama during the game, first hand. He's got the story that could bring him a step closer to his dreams. But he chose not to tell story. Why? Because all the drama involved his friends and their reputations. Obviously, friendship mattered to him even if he ended up doing all the dirty work in the station because he told the station manager he didn't get the story.

Loyalty in friendship, existing but rare. I wish Marvin is my friend - someone who'll stick with me and can never be swayed by money, power and popularity.

I've had lots of Marvins in my life - true friends,that is. But I wish for more...yeah, that's my wish-more Marvins please Lord.

Happy birthday to me.

Where's the fire?

I had a heart-to-heart talk with one of my mentors yesterday and she asked me "where's the fire Loveme?" She was talking about the fire she has seen in me when she first met me.

I have always been passionate about life - everything about life. I got that from my father. He taught me how important it is to keep the fire burning, to love everything, to be passionate about life. I am still passionate, I still have the passion to bring out the best, not only for myself but for the people around me. It has never died down but as I grow more mature I have come to realize that things and sometimes people will try to test you. They will try to squeeze out all that passion and leave you with nothing.

But at the end of it all you will end up asking yourself is it worth it? Is my passion worth fighting for? Will I let them take it away?

In this 29 years of existence I have asked myself those questions several times already. And guess what my answer was when my mentor asked me that question yesterday, I said "no it has not died down, its still burning, naka-low lang". =)

The Kings Reign

Last night we watched the championship game between Air21 and Ginebra. During the 1st half we almost lose hope that the Kings would be the champions. But as they say the ball is round, anything can happen. The 2nd half was amazing for Ginebra though when the 2nd half started it was close fight but the Kings managed to have a 10 points lead during the last quarter.

My favorite Tubid (#71) was the Finals MVP together with Menk. I was really not a fan of Ginebra until Tubid joined the team, that was after Shell stopped playing for the PBA. Hubby is a die hard fan of Ginebra so that gives me another reason why I should be a Ginebra fan. Lance was watching with us and was cheering for Ginebra. He was shouting “Inebra! Inebra!”. He was even wearing his Ginebra jersey that Hubby bought last weekend. Sayang wasn’t able to take some pictures I was engrossed at the game that I forgot to capture the moment and I could have posted how big Hubby’s smile was. Yes! He was really ecstatic.

Hail to the Gin Kings! PBA Fiesta Conference Champion for 2008!

Dirty

“Don’t work for the government. There’s so much politics in there.” As an Iskolar ng Bayan I used to hear these words from people around me but 8 years and 4 months after graduation I have come to a realization that dirty politics doesn’t only exist in the government agencies (the Philippine government to be specific) but also in private corporations.

My parents have always encouraged me to work for the government. I come from a place where working for the government was like a trend or a status symbol but to me it wasn’t appealing. Instead, I applied for a corporate job in a private company thinking that private companies don’t have the kind of politics government offices have, dirty politics.

That was how I see things before…before I started climbing the corporate ladder. I became a middle manager at the age of 23. I have only worked for 2 years and it was during that time that I had my first taste of office politics – to me then it was just office politics. I wish I could dwell on the details of how politics got into my senses but I know it will only bore you.

Moving on…I recently had another bout with office politics. Back then it was just office politics for me but now 6 years after my first encounter with politics I already call it dirty office politics – I didn’t know it can be so dirty. It has caused me sleepless nights and has stressed me out big time. I am not stressed about the issues involved I am so stressed in holding my sanity and my temper. As much as possible I don’t want to deal with these “dirty politicians” but they just get into your nerves and then to your blood stream and to the other parts of your body! They suck your energy and enthusiasm. They start to kill your career, your dreams.

I made a lot of thinking on how to get rid of them or at least make them stop. I have thought of confronting them but as it is in the government no matter how many times you bring the “dirty politicians” to senate for an inquest nothing really happens. I have thought of resigning but I have signed a non-compete agreement and I know it will be difficult to change careers at this time of the year. I have even thought of hiring assassins – just kidding! All peaceful options were explored in my mind but at a certain point I know it won’t work out

Last night as I lay in bed looking at my son I was reminded of the reasons why I work hard. I work hard for the future of my son, of my family and it would be unfair to them if I start to get destructed because of these “dirty politicians”. NO! I won’t let these “dirty politicians” take our dreams away. Quoting Gandhi “No one can hurt me without my permission”, I am not giving them the permission to hurt me or my family.

I will fight them not by force or power. I will endure. I just need to hang on a little more on my sanity and my temper and if worse comes to worst I can always retreat gracefully.

Long Weekend

How did I spend my long weekend? Well, we stayed home in the mornings to take care of some domestic stuff and spent most of the afternoons at the mall. The evenings were great because of the movie marathons, 2 movies, at the least. What's best was that I wasn't alone doing the marathon. Hubby usually would fall asleep in the middle of the movie but this weekend he was kind enough to stay up until the movie is finished. And on the 2nd night of movie marathon he was the first to ask " So, what are we watching tonight? I was surprised and ecstatic at the same time (you know me, mababaw lang ang kaligayahan) I think he got addicted to movie marathons because Monday evening he was asking me why aren't we watching any movie that night. So I told him, like a mother explaining to her child that there's work tomorrow so we have to rest early.

Take note, the movies we watched were all romantic comedies! It makes me think that if he can stick with me all throughout a mushy movie then I think he'll stick with me thru thick and thin...

Sigh! I think I'm in love...even more.

Loveme: Missing Tender

My sister left the country this morning. We had bonding moments yesterday and she was able to spend quality time with the little boy (thanks to her my son has learned a new nursery rhyme). I think I irritated her yesterday because I was being myself again (the worrier) and kept bugging her about stuff like her travel documents, her luggage, the phone numbers, etc., etc. Hey! I am the big sister here so the least I could do is to remind her of these stuff, right?

I'll miss her. Though she's just few flight hours away I still cried. We have been apart for almost half of our lives (she was admitted in another UP campus) but still I will miss her. If she's here we can always meet up whenever we get extra time or I can always bug her to call me, making several calls and requesting her to call me so that we can talk about anything. I normally do that when I know she's busy and pretend to be upset if she won't call me. (Evil me!) That's just my way of telling her that I miss her.

In the days to come, I will be always on the look out if she's online so that I can start bugging her again.

August 1

August 1, exactly 30 days before my birthday. It is when my countdown starts. Speaking of birthday I'll be 29 by then, the last year in my 20's, and next year I'll be 3-0 already. Gosh! Time flies so fast. Ten more years and I'll be 4-0 but I'm not half way yet on my to do list before 40. Guess I have to work double time on that.

I told Hubby I don't want to have a party but he told me that I should celebrate it since next year I'm no longer at my 20's. He said he'll be in charge of the celebration. Well, why should I disagree to that?

I have realized Hubby will also be turning 29 few months from now so would this mean I have to reciprocate? He he he Well, having a party on his birthday is not unusual, its only me who wants to celebrate my birthday privately.Hay! Getting old...yet getting better! Hope so.

August 1, my kumare's birthday. Happy Birthday Atty.Sheing!

Customer Service

It's another rain day today and this morning I was wishing I was staying home and sleeping.

I was talking to a client on the phone over some concerns regarding the implementation. It never fails whenever I talk to this client I always have a smile on my face when I put the phone down. Clients like them is one of the reasons why I love my sales job. You are able to gain friends and learn from them.

As a sales person I always expect high when I go to service oriented establishements though I try to be easy on them whenever they have an offense because I feel for them. However, for me it is still very important to have a good customer service because a good customer service spells the sucess of the business. The service is the value add to your product - it means repeat business or more referrals.

I may not be the best sales person (well, in terms of numbers) but I hope I do well in providing better customer service. After all its not always about the numbers its always the quality that counts - and everything follows.

Rainy Days and Mondays

Being a newbie to blogging I have been thinking about what to write even if it was still Friday. No I'm not obsessed with blogging I'm just being me, the worrier. I was thinking of writing about Shiryl and Greggy's Boracay wedding that I've missed but decided just to post it later this week. Well, my weekend went well. Spent the whole weekend with Lance - as in 99.9% of my weekend was spent with him. I didn't even have the time to sneak out of the house to have my pedicure done. I think he has a 6th, 7th and 8th sense because he knows it when I'm planning (to escape). Oh well, a corporate slave during the week and a "________" (just fill in all that applies in the blank) during the weekend.

Where was I Friday night? Baby-sitting! While I was supposed to be in Boracay.

Lance with Sam - our cutie neighbor!

2 More

Lance was 1 year and 10 months old yesterday. Its 2 months more and he'll turn 2 na. The thought makes me happy and sad all at the same time. I was talking to my friend Mimi over the phone the other day and our topic was about her youngest son Jake. According to her Jake is all grown up already compared to the last time I saw him and she said her son was better when he was younger because she can always ask her to be with her but now no more na daw...conversations like this normally occur -

Mimi: Jake can you come with me to the mall?

Jake: Sorry Ma, I'm going somewhere else.

Suddenly it hit me that few years from now I would be hearing the same words from my son. Huhuhu He's growing up fast and as a mother there's nothing you can do but let it happen with your guidance. Right now our conversations are still like this

Me: Lance do you want to go to school?

Lance: Opo! Yehey! (with the clapping of hands and padyak of the feet)

Toy For The Big Boy

Hubby has been bugging me to get him a mountain bike. Today he finally got his wish. Just like a little boy he was so excited to try his new bike. He rode around the village and went back sweating and with a high blood pressure. I thought we have to rush him to Makati Med. Thank God he was ok after several minutes.

I myself is also excited to about his bike because I'll get the chance to ride it as well. Even tried it while he was not looking. So sneaky! I was a bike lover since I was in elementary. I spent my 6th Grade summer vacation trying to learn how to ride the bike. I have to pay my brother so that he would lend me his bike. Riding the bike in the province was a lot fun though but I'll try to have fun and be more careful when I ride it around the village.

Hubby and I agreed to ride on it everyday whenever we have extra time even if its just for 10 minutes. We have been wanting to exercise but hubby says treadmill is boring so he needs to do something else other than treadmill. Well, good luck to us! =)

Accounting 101

For 2 days I stopped my usual call-and-follow-up or demo-SBO routine and got stuck at Bayantrade's corporate office for Accounting for Non-Accountants training.

Taking this course happens to be on my list of To Do's for 2008 so I never hesitated when my boss asked me if I want to attend this in-house training even if it meant that I would have to put on hold my other duties. The training was indeed an answer to my prayers.

Our trainor was very good, not to mention she has a very impressive career background. She was brilliant because she was able to get through to her students who are not accountants. Now, I am able to appreciate T Accounts, balance sheets, profit and loss, cash flows and all those basic accounting principles. We were even taught how to do our personal income statements and balance sheets.

Now I am more confident and happy about myself that in 2 days I have learned to value accounting in my day to day existence. My father was right I could have been richer if I followed him and took up accountancy.

And Miss Maribel was right you can never call it accounting for dummies because dummies will never understand the beauty and complexity of accounting.

Wu Chun and Calvin Chen

As ABS CBN calls it 'Asian Invasion' the weekend was really joyous for the fans of Wu Chun and Calvin Chen. Both are stars from the Taiwanese TV series Romantic Princess. However, Wu Chun was first introduced to his Filipino fans when Hana Kimi Taiwan was aired in ABS CBN last summer.

I became a Wu Chun fan (and Ella's as well) after watching the series in dvd. He have checked his blog and it was mentioned in one of his previous posts that he has been requesting his company to send him to the Philippines. I admire Wu Chun not only because of his acting skills but also because of his love for his fans and his work. One of the rare actors who stays grounded even if fame has put him up there.

Calvin on the other hand is Wu Chun's co-star in the series Romantic Princess. His play boy role in the series matches his charming looks in real life. In fact he is looks better when he smiles.

More about Wu Chun and Calvin's visit in www.wuchunfever.com

Blog/s Away

I am doing this blog thing again and hopefully will be able to do it regularly. After blog hopping for a long time I have finally decided to take extra effort to update my blog.

I just need to have my internet connection at home fixed and force my little Lance to sleep a little earlier. That means lesser play time with him in the evening (makes me guilty).Bad mommy!

...until next blog.

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