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Thursday, August 26, 2010

I have nothing Major Major nga!

Miss Philippines is attracting more attention than the Miss Universe winner 2010 herself!

In fairness, according to this news, it's one difficult question to answer considering people's nature of not wanting to admit mistakes in public.

Look, even a former US president had a hard time responding.

So what should have been the best answer?

1. You know what, Sir? In my 22 years of existence, I have not done any major major, I mean problem. I have only done general, corporal, captain, SPO1, sergeant, private, traffic police officer...

2.In my 22 years of existence, I have not any big mistakes. Pramis! I am only about to commit one right now. As in NOW na!

3. Mr. William Baldwin The biggest mistake I have ever made in my life was to pick your name in that fish bowl. May I switch questions with Ms. Mexico please?

4. (Smiles sweetly, waves to the crowd and shouts) World Peace! Thank you all that I am here!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

My Mom, The Uzi

You think mothers are the most boring creatures, right? They wear thick glasses, remind us constantly to be prim and proper and insist on their old fashioned way of life.

My mom is all the three I put above. Heck, even more! She could be a handful at times but surely very very hard to live (and love) without.

One time, she insisted on coming with us at Punchline. Everyone was like, "No way! That place is not a prayer meeting, Mommy and I swear you will not like it". She persisted so we had her come with us.

True to what we feared, she had her ears covered althrough the night, constantly complained about the trash talk by Vice Ganda (and the gay performers and stand up comedians) and refused to touch her cocktail drink.

Over the last couple of years, my mom learned to mellow down a bit. It was a slow process; little baby steps (or crawl) so to speak. I guess, she has gotten used to being around me, her kikay daughter who thinks she is gay in her past life, that she has now learned to "chill".

Anyway, I think this morning she was being too chill when she sent me this SMS:

"D2 ako Emerald Restaurant eating d best siopao I've ever eaten. Nxt 2 my table is Mayor Lim and media. Na uzi ko na ung bus sa Luneta hostage drama. Bongga no?"

I wasn't able to reply instantly. I think I wanted to verify first if the SMS really came from her.

Eventually I replied with, "Juice ko mader! Ikaw talaga!"

And yes, Bongga ka!

Note: Uzi or Usi is a slang or short for Usyoso. Usyoso's straight forward meaning is "outsider looking in".

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Dear Dad, I like your grand scheme...

Dear Daddy,

I have been trying to avoid writing to you and about you. It's been very difficult lately to even think about you. I miss you terribly, that's why.

I came to visit you in June, before I left for Sydney. I guess I'll always have that practice of seeing you and mom before going overseas. Anyway, I am not sure if you saw me because I stood there only for about a minute. I am sure it wasn't more than that. Seeing your picture on that glass door that separates you from me was too much to bear. I saw again your smile - that smile that seems you are about to break into a fit of laughter. I miss that, Daddy. I couldn’t stand it so I left, in a hurry and in tears.

My little boy looks so much like you. Being your daughter who inherited your sense of humor, I named him Enoe. Yes, the reverse of Eone's name. The heck if people need to read carefully when I put their names together in one sentence; that's their name and I love it. Don't you?

By the way, our Rodgie is getting hitched on Saturday and she asked Jing to walk her down the aisle on your behalf. Although honored by the request (of course Jing relented), we’d rather that it is you who gives her away. This is going to be a major event in her life and it would be even more special if only you had lived to see it.

On the lighter side, we didn’t have to worry about fitting you into a Barong or a formal attire which the stubborn you would surely refuse to wear. No more tears this time! Haha!

Daddy, admit it. You've been scheming all this, aren’t you? Tell me, have you been eating all your broccoli in heaven that you were able to convince God to agree with your grand plan? It's too much coincidence that I got pregnant and Gie met Eugene almost instantly after you left!

You know I am such a cry baby and if I have Enoe, I'd be so happy (and busy) I wouldn’t cry so much thinking about you. I will love him and he will love me too.

Then for Gie, you and mom worry so much about her; you were even reluctant to leave because of her - our youngest but reckless of a sister. She was the one who depends on you the most, the one who can't live without a Daddy. So you sent Eugene to the rescue, and expect that with him she can learn to be matured, start a family and be happy (then Mom will not have to worry about her too. Yeah, let's pass on all the headache to Eugene!!)

That's so sweet of you Dad. Even after you're gone, you've never stopped loving us.

I love you too. And as I always say every time I think of you, I miss you. I will never stop missing you.

I will be posting pictures of the wedding but please don't bother to comment, okay?


Your Kikay

Thursday, August 12, 2010

When midlife crisis is worse than water crisis...

So I turned 35 yesterday. Three and a half decades old, my golly!

They say life begins at 40, then considered as midlife, to sort of pacify the worry of getting old. But that was when people lived to be at least 80. Since average lifespan is now just about 70, 35 is the new midlife. I have just joined the club.

I don’t know how this midlife crisis works? I suppose it starts with worrying about getting wrinkles and white hair and all the aches that comes with ageing. Then people around you start dropping unsolicited advices on creams that reduce fine lines, some sour juice to detoxify and names of skin care clinics that offer the cheapest botox. I recall my mom in law recently have reminded us to start getting more veggies into our diet as we are "not getting any younger". Ouch!

So life begins at 35? It certainly does.

Actually, life for me began when I became a mom. Although it marked the end of what I call 'freedom' such as late nights out, unnecessary shopping spree, and unplanned vacations, holding two beautiful kids in a loving embrace is the greatest trade off. I have unknowingly but happily switched from designer bags to diaper bags, red stiletto shoes to unfashionable flat slip on, silk scarves to burp cloths, last full shows to late night feedings, to name a few. That's quite a change for a kikay like me, but every single smile of my little ones is worth the sacrifice.

Anyway, some friends were expecting for a wish list that I normally write before my birthday. The list, that friends can refer to when buying a gift so they know what I really like, was something I attempted to write many times for 2 weeks but I could not get past No. 1. The Hubby, too, asked me what sort of gift I want for my birthday; I gave it a long, hard thought and came up with nothing.

I guess when you get older and hopefully, wiser, material things become secondary. All I can ask for now is good health so I can spend more fruitful years with my children.

And yes, I want world peace.

I guess this is what midlife crisis is exactly all about...being mushy and gushy and thinking about all the drama!

(Note to Jason: I couldn’t come up with a gift idea but it doesn’t mean I do not want one. SURPRISE ME!)

Tuesday, August 03, 2010


I guess anyone can tell from this drawing how much my little girl likes Spongebob.

Yes, that box with a stick that looks like a vampire is Spongebob. Beside him is Patrick, looking more like Casper than a sea creature. Near Spongebob's foot is Plankton, the villain whose existence is fuelled by the need to steal the recipe of Mr. Krab's Krabby Patty burger.

I dont know what's with Spongebob Squarepants that kids adore. I find him weird. A yellow sponge that lives in a pineapple under the sea, keeps a snail for a pet and has a squirrel (that looked like an astronaut) for a love interest!

But I must admit this character has got quite of a following. When I was preparing for Eone's birthday last month, I had gone through every corner of 168 Mall just to find Spongebob bags for party give away. I was told it's the most in-demand kiddie party material in the whole universe of Divisoria. I couldn't agree more because Mommy and I even had to walk to another mall to find a Spongebob pinata.

I guess it's the way the Nickelodeon people are marketing the character. There must be some hypnosis going on because children are just so glued to Spongebob.

Looking back, the last time Eone had been so engrossed with a character was with Barney. Around that same time, my friend's son was so much into Barney too, that he suspects there is something 'evil' about Barney and the promoters are using some form of witchcraft to make kids love that purple dinosaur.

That's a funny theory but not impossible.
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