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Friday, September 30, 2011

Love at First Bite

To this date there is only one brand of cookies that I'd won't mind paying an arm and a limb for. That's Famous Amos.

Famous Amos started as home-baked cookies meant to be given as gifts to celebrities by Wally Amos, a talent agent. Amos opened his first store in 1975 in Los Angeles and became an instant success.

I was first introduced to this heavenly delicious, crunchy and freshly baked cookies on my first trip to Singapore in 2007. There was a small Famous Amos store in Marina Square near the exit going to Ritz Carlton where I was staying at that time. Although I find the prices expensive than Mrs. Fields, I gave it a try and bought 200g of Double Chocolate Chips with Pecan Nuts cookies.


I took my first bite and there was no turning back. I got hooked, so hooked that I once bought all 8 varieties of cookies and over the wekend ate nothing but Famous Amos.

Over the last couple of years from traveling to SG, I made it a 'habit' to bring home these cookies as pasalubong to Eone who also share the same fondness for the chocolate chip flavor.


Anyway, our good friend, Jeff, came home from SG last week and I was ecstatic that he brought me 2 of my favorites from Singapore. Roti Prata and you guessed it right, Famous Amos. He handed the bag to me with a reminder, 'the cookies are for Eone'. Haha. (fine, I'll share!)

I have found packed Famous Amos cookies in Rustan's once but the taste didn't come close to the freshly-baked ones. So technically,  there are only 2 ways to get my cookie fix and they are through friends who occasionally come home from Singapore (or I go there) and through my in-laws who live in Hong Kong.
Which reminds me, we are going to Hong Kong end of October and I need to make sure we go to The Peak because there is a Famous Amos outlet there.

In  Singapore, cookies-in-bag sells for $9.20 per 200 grams. That's about Php300 for a handful of delicious cookies, but believe me, it's worth the price

Friday, September 23, 2011

Kikay Friday: Fancy Handbag Hooks

Don't you girls hate it when you go to a restaurant or cafe and struggle for a place to put your bag, thus, it ends up on your lap the whole time? Or go to church and have your bag sit on the floor?

I went through that dilemma for a long time until I purchased a handbag hook from CMG. Handbag hooks or purse hangers are very useful accessories for any woman, especially those who strut around carrying a purse all the time.

photo from bunnychicboutique.blogspot.com

For me, aside from being fashionable and chic, it gives me a better sense of security that my bag is hanging very close to me instead of at the back of a chair where it can be easily spotted by pick-pockets or snatchers.

Bag hooks comes in various shapes and designs and prices vary from shop to shop. At CMG, the cheapest is at Php299.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

MomGyver and the Edible Hearts

It's been a while since my little princess and I did our artsy stuff together. I've been busy with work and she with school (o-ha) and a lot of everything else in between that we've missed our usual bonding sessions in the form of cooking or craft-making.

I've been wanting to try making my own chocolate lollipops instead of ordering or buying. From various reading materials I came across with, the process is fairly simple - melt and mold. In fact, walking to the mall to buy the ingredients was the hardest part, hahaha.

I bought all my ingredients from Cooks Exchange; it's located at Megamall so the prices are a bit higher compared to getting your supplies from Chocolate Lovers.

Eone and I melted using an improvised double broiler the white chocolate block I bought from Cooks Exchange, mixed it with red food coloring powder (to achieve the pink color) and poured over our molds. After letting it cool for about 5 minutes, we placed the molds in the freezer for another 5 minutes to set the chocolates.

we need to trim the sides for a more perfect heart shape look

The kids loved the outcome, especially Eone who helped me create the chocolate hearts.  She must have realized how easy it was to make it because she's now insisting that I do more and we can put up a store to sell it. How enterprising!

Yesterday, she told me she promised her classmates that "Mommy will make chocolate lollipops for all of us!".

OMG, nai-pledge na ako.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Nausog

After spending overnight at the hospital hooked to an IV with rehydrating fluid, my son appeared better. He did not vomit anymore but that could be attributed to the 'rationing' I did - that is to give him only 2oz of milk whenever he demands it. His diarrhea still continued through but with long intervals between poops.

Nevertheless, we spent another night which was difficult as the toddler already feels restless and it was apparent he wants to remove the strange looking thing attached to his right hand. We had to cover his left hand too so he had no means of pulling out the IV insertion. He did not vomit the whole of Sunday and his poop started to become mushy (sorry to be so descriptive) like the consistency of a peanut butter. It's a good sign! Also, all his lab works (blood test, urinalysis, fecalysis) turned out normal.

We were discharged on Monday with the doctor's final diagnosis as Acute Gastroenteritis. Due to the negative lab results, the doctor could only guess that perhaps he has ingested food that didn't agree with his tummy.

The first night back home turned okay with no episodes of vomiting but at 5am the following day, I was awakened by a strong smell of poop and by my son's crying. I got up and felt his diaper soaked in poop. His diarrhea was back and it's now watery compared to the mushy consistency he had when he was in the hospital.. Needless to say, it was worse than before and it puzzled me because he was also taking medications. The diarrhea continued until past 10 in the morning and I began to really worry about him getting dehydrated again. Also, he has not eaten any solid food since he became sick.

We hurriedly prepared to go to the hospital again, but something at the back of my head told me to seek other options. A magtatawas.

As a mother, I will leave no stone unturned in order for my son to get better. We are a family practicing catholics and my mom (my dad too when he was alive) is an active member of the Servants of the Good Shepherd, a catholic charismatic community, so technically this is against the teachings of the church. Also I know it's the computer age and no one hardly believes in folklore, quack doctors or the supernatural anymore. But allow me to narrate what happened...

The magtatawas/manghihilot is referred in the area as Manang Inday, a woman in her sixties who lived in a subdivision near our village. She is known for her ability to heal those afflicted with usog, bati or unexplained illnesses. When she saw my son, she held his palm and immediately told me, 'Nabati sya ng matanda'.  She gave me a small slice of ginger and asked me to have my boy hold the ginger for a few minutes while she probed further my son, much to the tot's disapproval (and he started squirming and crying loudly). 

She then got a bottle filled with various roots and oil. It must be her concoction of 'healing solution'. She applied a generous amount on my son's tummy, back and the soles of his feet. Afterwards, her son, a man in his early 20s and who must have been used to his mother's routine, took out a basin filled with water, a metal ladle (sandok), white candle or esperma and match. I knew these materials very well having undergone tawas many times during my childhood when I still live with my grandma. These are for performing tawas.

Aling Inday cut the candle into small pieces but left a short portion and lit it. The candle bits were then placed on the ladle while she heats it over the lighted candle. As the candle melts on the ladle, Aling Inday murmurs some 'prayers' or incantations. As soon as all the candle bits melted fully, she threw the melted liquid into the basin of water where it formed an image we couldn't comprehend at first.

Aling Inday picked up the formed candle from the water and showed us a figure we right away identified as a lady, hmm, well, it does looked like a lady. She told us it was a old lady, her hair were all white and pulled together in a bun. It could be anyone from our neighborhood who may have greeted or noticed my son. We thanked Aling Inday and gave a small donation. A Magtatawas do not explicitly ask for money or payment for their services although they accept donations of any kind or any amount.


We were given the formed candle wrapped in paper and was instructed to place it under my son's pillow overnight. The following day we burned it together with frankincense and myrrh (insenso at kamanyang) mixed with a piece of palaspas (palm fronds blessed from the recent Palm Sunday).

As soon as we reached home, my son asked for milk and slept for 4 hours straight. He woke up a little before 5pm and asked for milk again. I watched closely while he finished his bottle in case he vomits. Then I invited him to come down with me to the living room where his sister is playing.

I looked at him and he seemed better. From the time we arrived until he woke up, he didn't poop anymore. I offered him a slice of banana and kept my fingers crossed that he would even take a bite. He ate the whole slice and asked for more. I became excited and took out some grapes and oranges too which he all ate with enthusiasm.

Believe it or not, that same night at dinner, my son ate his first proper meal since he got sick. Not only that, he seemed very hungry and he even ate part of his sister's dinner. That really amazed me because prior to his visit to Aling Inday, he didn't even want to bite his Oreo. Also, his poop went back to normal immediately like there was never a diarrhea that happened.

Was it coincidence, a stroke of luck that my boy immediately got better (like magic) after seeing a magtatawas and removing the usog? I don't know. I would like to believe his healing was through a combination of answered prayers from our friends (and my mom's group of prayer warriors) and the removal of a negative energy through the magtatawas.

When I look back at the series of events, I wouldn't change a thing. I would still have my son checked first by a medical specialist and be given medical attention. Then when all else seem to  fail, I would still go back to Aling Inday as a last recourse.

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"Usog" or balis is a topic in psycho-medicine in Filipino Psychology (but considered just as a Filipino superstition in Western Psychology) where an affliction or psychological disorder is attributed to a greeting by a stranger, or an evil eye hex. It usually affects an unsuspecting child, usually an infant or toddler, who has been greeted by a visitor or a stranger.

In some limited areas, it is said that the condition is also caused by the stranger having an evil eye or masamang mata in Tagalog, lurking around. This may have been influenced by the advent of the Spaniards who long believed in the mal de ojo superstition.

Once affected, the child begins to develop fever, and sometimes convulsions. Supposedly, the child can be cured by placing its clothing in hot water and boiling it. In most other places, to counter the effects of the "usog" the stranger or newcomer is asked to put some of his or her saliva on the baby's abdomen, shoulder or forehead before leaving the house. The newcomer then leaves while saying: "Pwera usog... pwera usog..." The saliva is placed on the finger first, before the finger is rubbed on the baby's abdomen or forehead. The stranger is never to lick the child. The practice is that the stranger or visitor is asked to touch his or her finger with saliva to the child's body, arm or foot ("lawayan") to prevent the child from getting overpowered ("upang hindi mausog").


Source: Wikipedia

Part 1: Bumped on the Head
Part 2: Oral Rehydration Failed

Friday, September 16, 2011

Kikay Friday: Drying Lotion by Mario Badescu

I've had my share of skin problems, specifically pimples, when I was a teenager. It wasn't very bad like my face was all red with pustule and you couldn't see a clear spot anymore, but rather occasional outbreaks and one or two big zits that took days to heal. Thankfully, when I entered college my skin cleared up, I enjoyed many years of clear skin bliss and got hooked in make up and beauty products.

So imagine my frustration when I got preggy with my son and my skin took the beating of pregnancy-related outbreaks. I had acne (although moderate), dry skin on my chin, and oily patches on my nose and forehead. I've tried many skin care products before but the one I trust best is Mario Badescu.


Prior to pregnancy, I was already a user and fan of Mario Badescu Skin Care products. I'm an avid fan of their Seaweed Cleansing Soap and I love the supple feel of my skin after using it. Mario Badescu is more popular for their acne management products and I wasted no time in ordering their popular Drying Lotion online. In the Philippines, only Rustan's sell Mario Badescu products (at a premium price compared to the US) so even if I had to wait for a gracious friend to send a box to Manila from the US, I'd rather order online.

Mario Badescu's Drying Lotion delivers exactly what it promises - a dry and healed pimple after applying the solution overnight. It's amazingly effective and works like magic.

Benefits: The Drying Lotion is a fast acting, effective acne spot treatment. Formulated with salicylic acid, calamine and other quick-drying ingredients, this product will shrink ugly whiteheads virtually overnight while you sleep. While other acne spot treatments can irritate and dry delicate or sensitive skin, this product is safe and effective for all skin types.

How to Use: Before bed, after cleansing, toning and moisturizing apply a dab of lotion directly on the whitehead using a cotton swab. Do not rub in. Let it dry and rinse off in the morning. DO NOT shake the bottle and apply only the pink sediment on the skin.

Beauty Tip: Great for back acne and breakouts on the chest. The Drying Lotion will also take the itch out of mosquito bites fast!

Ingredients: Isopropyl Alcohol,Deionized Water (Aqua), Calamine, Camphor, Colloidal Sulfur, Salicylic Acid,Glycerine, Zinc Oxide, Titanium Dioxide, Talc

(above were taken from mariobadescu.com)
If you order online, the 1oz bottle is priced at US$17.00 plus shipping fee. Mario Badescu products are also available in Rustan's Department Store and last time I checked the Drying Lotion sells for Php1200.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Mission : Oral Rehydration (Failed!)

Of all the days that my son's pedia will be out of town, why does it have to be when my son is sick? I asked myself this question silently, although with much resignation as I don't have any choice but to have my son checked by an alternate. Although the reliever-doctor is also a consultant and a specialist, I feel more comfortable with Dra. Palmero.

Anyway, he was examined by the doctor and his CT scan result was also reviewed. The doctor advised us to watch closely for further vomiting and to have him admitted in the hospital if he gets lethargic. We also need to watch out for signs of dehydration. We were not advised to have him confined yet, in fact, the doctor said, "OK naman sya" but feed him in small quantities as his tummy may still be upset.

I spent the whole day and night monitoring his fluid intake; I went to the extreme of forcing him to take ORS (oral rehydration solution) through medicine dropper. I didn't mind the painstaking effort of rehydrating him one milliliter at a time, if that's what it takes to improve my son's condition and save him from IV needles, then so be it. I even thought of juicing his food and feed him via dropper too.

I was all over my son round the clock - ignoring work, bills payable, emails, internet, TV, cellphones etc. He was my only focus. If there is a time when I will drop absolutely anything without second thoughts, it is when my child is sick.

By Saturday evening, despite all our efforts, his vomiting persisted and what's worse he started to have diarrhea and developed a fever. Although low grade, a fever indicates an infection of sorts so it made me worry even more. Because of these new conditions, we decided to take him to the hospital and have him admitted so he can be administered with fluids intravenously.


I called The Medical City and was told again they still don't have any rooms available. What the heck is happening? How can huge first class hospitals like Medical City ran out rooms?! Our next choice was Cardinal Santos Hospital but it was also running full and I could tell from the Telephone Operator who answered my call that their service must be pretty awful - close to a government facility perhaps. (She picked up the phone and said, “Admitting”. “Walang room, waiting kayo”. “Pangalawa kayo sa pila. Tawag ka ulit.” without any feelings. I swear R2-D2 could do a better job.)

Having no other recourse, we took my little boy to Manila East Medical Center which also has a lousy service. It's close to home (5 minutes) and my goal is to keep my son hydrated so I thought I could live with the small inefficiencies of the staff who all seemed like OJTs (like it took ages for them to start prepping my son for IV insertion, the waiting time to get a room despite the availability and the awful, awful, awful billing procedures). We were satisfied enough to know my son will get medical attention and will be on IV drip to address any possible symptoms of dehydration.

Albeit uncomfortable with the unfamiliar surrounding, my son slept soundly that night while I, lying next to him on the bed and curled up like a boiled shrimp, prayed quietly for his complete and immediate healing.

Part 1: Bumped on the Head
Part 3: Nausog

Bumped on the Head

My one and a half year old toddler was in a very playful mood on Thursday night. As soon as I got home from work, I asked the nannies if the children have eaten dinner and they happily related to me how much my boy ate with gusto. After I had a quick dinner, I took the kids to our bedroom and prepared them to go to bed.

While I was changing my son crawled under the bed to retrieve a toy. I heard The Hubby called his name to summon him out and shortly after we heard a thud. We immediately checked if he was okay, especially after he came out gently rubbing the back of his head (but didn’t cry). There wasn't any lump or bulge and he looked fine. We then started playing Rio, the cartoon movie they are much fascinated to these days, as form of a pre-bedtime ritual and to settle down the very frisky toddler.

photo courtesy of http://www.cyh.com/

Around thirty minutes later, just as the boy was dancing while watching the movie, he vomited what seemed to be all of his dinner. It got me a bit worried but thought it may be because he kept moving a lot that night. We turned off the TV, gave him milk and told the nanny to take my son to the other room and put him to sleep. Soon after, he was fast asleep while holding his milk bottle.

I thought we could call it a night but to our dismay, he threw up again. I started asking the nannies what he ate and at what time. My mom then remembered he just bumped his head and vomiting is not a good sign. We decided to take him to the ER. Before we could even dress him up, he threw up again. I drove fast and on the way to Medical City, he asked for milk which he also expelled immediately.

The doctors ordered a CT scan which was promptly done after they sedated my son. The initial results showed a small fracture and the doctor said they saw a 'smear' which could possibly mean a bleeding. My heart sank. I asked the doctors what will happen if there's a bleeding. They said small fractures and bleeding usually resolve on their own but if bleeding persists, he may need an operation to his head. I started to panic and my eyes probably failed to hide it because the ER doctors somewhat comforted me by saying these are unofficial results and the final reading will be done in the morning when the surgeons and specialists arrive.

We were advised for immediate confinement so he can be observed. I went to the Admitting Department and learned that there's no room available. Nevertheless, I submitted my son's name for room allocation and by the look of it we will get a room by 2pm the following day (we're number 41 on the queue and wondered who will get discharged at midnight?). Luck is not on our side that night.

By 4am, my son has not had a decent sleep and has become very irritable. The ER Pedia section was full of children and babies crying loudly. My poor boy, even if he wanted to, couldn't manage to doze off due to the noise. He also kept pointing to the fluorescent lights above saying, "Lights! Lights!" - meaning he wants to have the lights turned off.

The whole situation of being on a full ER waiting for a room all night was surely causing my son more harm than good so I talked the doctors and asked to be released. I decided we'll come back in the morning when my son's pedia is IN and if there's a room already available, we'll have him admitted.

We returned to Medical City at 9am to have my son seen by his pedia. I only had an hour of sleep but as mother, I am not allowed to feel tired or weak. The first thing I did was to check the official CT scan results and they were all normal. I had to lock myself in the ladies' room as I read the report for shame of crying in public.

Thank God fractured skull or head injury has been ruled out.

Friday, September 09, 2011

Kikay Friday: Limited Edition Beabi Bag by Rajo Laurel

I first saw the Beabi tote bag at Chuvaness.com blog and really thought of buying. Beabi specializes in travel organizer and storage accessories, the sort of stuff a neat freak wants. Their products are definitely for someone like me who likes to keep things in order but fails all the time (jeez, it's almost impossible now with 2 kids always tugging at the hem of my skirt!). I attempted to do shopping at their online store and stopped midway after seeing I was about to check out with about 10 items. After that I've decided to delay my trip to the mall, especially to Beabi, because I am darn sure I'll buy more than what I really want and need.


Anyway, Chuvaness launched an online contest with six (6) Beabi bags by Rajo as prizes. I was too busy to join and turned green when I saw the winners name. Good that I didn't sulk because suddenly I now have this much coveted Limited Edition Beabi bag designed by Rajo Laurel, no less.


The tote bag comes with an organizer that could fit more than enough of my beauty knick knacks and other trinkets. It comes in the same designed fabric of the bag.


My ever thoughtful BFF gave it to me as (delayed) birthday gift and to say I was surprised, happy and thankful is an understatement. Thanks my dearest. My social, fashion and kikay life will be in total mess without you. xoxo.

Aside from the 'plus pretty points' of sashaying around with a hip tote bag, it's good to know too that a portion of the bag sales for this particular line of designs, the Limited Artist Edition, goes to the artist's favorite charity.


Other designs are by Kim Chiu and Manny Pacquiao (huwat???)

Beabi stores are located at Eastwood City, Greenbelt 5, Robinsons Galleria, Robinsons Place Manila, TriNoMa, SM North EDSA, SM Fairview and SM Mall of Asia.

Online shop is also open and they have domestic and international deliveries.

Thursday, September 08, 2011

Black or White?

After discovering that there are over 120 varieties or Kit Kat flavors, I've been in constant hunt for new flavors that I have never tried before.

Most unusual variants are from Japan and ranges from weird Aloe Vera Kit Kat to the extreme Soy Sauce flavor. It was no surprise that they have produced a Wasabi Kit Kat and I was lucky enough to have tried it.

We were doing our monthly grocery for the office when I chanced upon Kit Kat Dark (in dark chocolate, I guess) and White Kit Kat from Rustan's. Naturally, I grabbed one each as even variants as common as these are not normally available in SM or other supermarkets.


Without even opening and trying them out I was already in favor of the dark one; it is the exact opposite of my vibrant personality (hehe evil grin) but when it comes to chocolates, the darker it is, the more that I like it. I crave for the contrast of sweet and bitter - sometimes too bitter it borders to sour already. Yum. That's exactly how I like my chocolate.


The White Kit Kat is too milky and sweet for my taste which is weird because my tolerance of sweets is relatively high. To better appreciate I ate it while having coffee so there is something bitter to counter the sweetness.


Have a break, have a Kit Kat.


Til my next Kit Kat hunt :)

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

Parang Laundry Lang

I've stood as god mother to my friends and relatives' children over two dozen times but my experience last week at my nephew's christening was an unforgettable one.

Catholic baptism rites are normally dragging with the priest handing out a booklet so the child's parents and godparents know the proper responses as the sacrament is administered. In most parish churches it involves pouring a small amount of water three times on the forehead of the infant. This is followed by a white cloth or a cap being placed over the head of the baby. The usual lighting of candles ensues at the cue of the priest.

When I got to the baptism hall, I frowned at the sight of babies for baptism wearing only very casual clothes - sando and briefs to be exact, while their baptism gowns or clothes were all in hangers carried by the moms. My nephew was in his tan pair of shorts and shirt so I asked my sister why the baby wasn't wearing decent baptismal clothes. She said that was the instructions of the parish office. Weird.

Anyway, the baptism rites began soon after all the candidates arrived (there were 7 that Sunday). I must commend the priest and 3 church assistants who sang, read the Bible and Gospel and organized the venue. The ceremony was not sleep-inducing and I didn't feel like being hurried and the officiating priest is just doing his duty like baptism is just a paint job that needs to be finished. I actually felt part of the baptism ceremony.

After the usual anointing of oil, the lector asked the babies to be stripped down to their birthday suit. Whoa! That's when we realized the 'wisdom' behind the instruction to have them wear their gown after the baptism. After baptism meaning after they were bathed ala laundry way.



There were lots of forced laughter mixed with nervousness from parents and relatives of the babies being baptized. Come to think of it, when we give bath to our babies we're all careful not to pour water over their eyes and noses - but hey Father Whoever just dip the babies into the water as if rinsing a dirty piece of cloth.

During the days of early Christianity, baptism is done near a body of water (normally a river) where the candidate is immersed in the water. Sometimes the candidate kneels down while water is poured over his/her head. Immersion or submersion are the key words - but during that time people who are being baptized are grown ups, probably way beyond their teens, hence, they could be immersed, submerged, thrown, drowned into the river.

Honestly, I like the baptism ceremony at the National Shrine of Our Lady of Lourdes (or Lourdes Church for short). If I could bring back the hands of time, perhaps I'd have my children's baptisms there (that is if The Hubby will not object).

For inquiries, you may call the Parish Office at 731-9306, 740-8878.

NATIONAL SHRINE OF OUR LADY OF LOURDES
Kanlaon cor. N. S. Amoranto Ave. (formerly Retiro St.) Sta. Mesa Heights,
Quezon City

Friday, September 02, 2011

Kikay Friday: Palmer's Olive Butter Formula Lotion

(Kikay Friday: Every girl has a stash of  beauty and skin care products in her closet, bathroom, vanity kit and purse. And me, without trying to live to my nickname, probably have more stash than the usual girl. So every Friday I will share one favorite beauty product or a great beauty find to spread the Kikay goodness to everyone.)

I love anything that has to do with skin moisturizing and lotion being the most popular is top of the list. I think every girl, simple or vain, uses lotion at least once a week. My nannies, even on their meager income, manage to buy a bottle of their favorite brand on a regular basis.

I, being a true blooded Kikay, never go out of stock too and in doing so have built a sizable number of lotions of various brands, varieties and sizes. Call me a lotion junkie if you want but I feel extra pretty (oo maganda ako) when I use them.

On my last trip to Australia where organic products are abundant, of high quality and well promoted, I made sure I load up on all my beauty requisites. Not only it costs less to buy popular and imported beauty products from overseas, the stocks and variants are all there too.

Like my favorite Palmer's Olive Butter Formula Lotion. I've spent hours looking for it in major department stores and supermarket but couldn't find it. It's available from the ever reliable Amazon.com but I have to wait for someone from US to bring the goodies home for me. So thank you so much for the sudden trip to Sydney I was able buy my Palmer's.


Palmer's is a popular and well-loved brand among women who are into healthy skin and is the No.1 Cocoa Butter brand in the world. Palmer's also grew to be the 'first in mind' brand of pregnant women for their pregnancy line of skin care products (breast firming cream, tummy butter, nursing butter etc). 

While I love all of their cocoa butter products, the Olive Butter line of products get my vote all the time. The subtle smell of extra virgin olive oil combined with other organic essences stay on my skin for hours. Aside from that, the lotion is creamy in texture yet non-greasy and immediately moisturizes the skin. From my experience I get the best results when I apply immediately after bathing.

Price idea: Currently at US$9.20 in Amazon, and around AU$9.95 in Australia.

Thursday, September 01, 2011

Boracay Hurray! : Interesting Photos

Aside from the beach, there are other subjects in Boracay worthy of a click. Here are a few:

1. We were in Boracay for 3 weekdays so there were classes ongoing. We come across these kids walking towards home after school at about lunchtime. The children look very native, probably decendants of the Ati tribe who are first settlers of Boracay.


2. We Pinoys possess a lot of creativity even in naming our businesses. Fine, go Eat My Balls! (but I ain't gonna eat yours haha).


3. Everyone wants a slice of pie from the tourism industry in Boracay so even in the most narrow eskinita (alley), someone will put up a business.

I like how a translation is included in the signage.



4. Meet a typical Korean lady in Boracay. She's all dressed up as if going to a party or the mall. It's crazy how she struggles with her heels sinking into the sand as she walks. The guy in red is a boatman probably offering island hopping services or 'friendship' (someone told us some boatmen are able to date Korean tourists. Oh yeah!).


5. Just when I thought I've seen it all in Aklan through Boracay, I went to a toilet in a restaurant in front of the Kalibo Airport and saw this.

Who are these for? Two amigas who are too engrosed in their gossips and can't separate even for a brief 'break'? Lovers who take the word inseparable to the highest level?

holding hands while pooping?

Date Shopping

If I were to count all my close friends that are single and unattached to this date, my fingers and toes will not be sufficient. I know they want to strangle me when whenever we meet up or talk I almost instantly would ask if they are seeing someone and immediately wants to play match maker.

image from blog.naseeb.com

I don't mean to be nosy and I truly understand some people are really meant to live a life of self pampering, independence and freedom from a nagging partner (haha, this isn't how I feel about my married life just to set the record straight) but what is it in a relationship that makes beautiful, intelligent and good people shy away?

A childhood friend once told me she just doesn't know where to find a decent man and so I asked, what is Decent so we can figure out where Decent hangs out or where Decent lives. Then someone suggested she hones the magic of the internet as Decent may be out there somewhere to which I snorted, ‘you mean, just like doing online shopping?’.

Back in the 90s, before internet became a boom and cellular phones are affordable only to the rich and famous, people in the dating arena have pen pals - a courtship process that flourish through snail mail. One writes a love letter, troops to the post office, buys a stamp and off the letter goes to the waiting lover 5 to 10 days later. Patience is a virtue, definitely!

Fast forward to today, the proliferation of social networking sites make it easy to 'meet' someone. Gone are they days when one would have a 'pen pal' (why, my 20 year old cousins doesn't even know its meaning), instead, online dating is the name of the game. As long as one is connected to the internet, one can chat the night away with a person thousand miles from another side of the world. Several websites and online forums also offer personality matching services, tips on getting laid (believe it or not!) and organize dating parties. I've heard a couple of success stories through these methods, although a lot of people still want to play safe and succumb to their doubts and reservations.

The downside of online dating and similar sites is they are now becoming increasingly popular to scumbags who want to snag more than just a date or tips on getting laid. Because as quickly as one is able able to find a date is the same ease of creating a fake account attached with a photo of someone else. Create 10 email addresses and you can have the same number of Twitter and Facebook accounts too!

So just like doing online shopping, finding someone through the internet involves taking a lot of browsing, searching, and caution. Don’t grab the first ‘item’ only because it is on Sale.
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