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Friday, February 24, 2012

Kikay Friday: Home Service for My Dying Toes

It's been a while since I last went to a salon and spa. In fact, I could not recall anymore my last foot and nail spa - definitely before I even got preggy. So my nails are now suffering. They look dull when unpolished like a person sick with anemia. If my nails could walk and talk, they'd probably sue me for negligence or deliberate abandonment.

I think the current schedule of The Hubby is a factor why we haven't been on a pampering spree regularly. The Hubby and I often go to salons together; him for a haircut and massage while I get a footspa and mani-pedi while waiting. Time together has become quite hard to catch as we can only go together on a weekend, but that weekend now are normally allotted as 'Quality Time with Kids'. Talking again about having the kids as first priority at all times, non-negotiable.

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I long for a trip to the salon or spa and have a body scrub, foot massage and have my nails done. But that seems all impossible now since I am  1.) very pregnant so massages are discouraged unless it's a maternity massage, whatever that is 2.) I can't imagine having a body scrub while 28 weeks on the way. I'd probably look like a whale shark on a table.

So the only consolation is that I can still do anything with my nails - clean, buff and polish with any color I fancy. The next question is with my schedule and commitment with the kids, how do I find time to pamper myself? Do I take them with me to the mall and let them play at Kids Republic while I get my much needed nail care? (Ha, look at my dilemma while the country is struggling with rising costs of commodities)!

Seems like the only option is home service but last time I had spa and at home pedicure, I was so dissatisfied with the attendants that I was tempted not to pay them. With all these home spa sprouting left and right like mushrooms, how do I choose which one gives good service? Most come cheap but how's the quality?

I guess the only solution is to try them out and let my toes become their guinea pigs.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hap Tayns Day!

After not getting any flowers or chocolates from The Hubby every Valentine's Day, I've become used to it and have long stopped expecting.

But the good news is that since I now have children, who cares about getting any flowers that would anyway wither and die? I instead received this beautiful masterpiece from my 5-year old and an excitedly-although-crookedly-pronounced "Hap Tayns!" from my 2-year old son.

I would trade any bouquet of flowers, regardless of type, price or size, for this one. The joys of motherhood. Priceless.

Happy Heart's Day!

Wednesday, February 08, 2012

Big Things Come in BIG Packages

Just when we thought we're about to spend a lazy weekend, we got a call from my Mommy-In-Law to tell us someone is coming home from HongKong and that she'll be sending a package for the kids. It will be Enoe's birthday in a couple of weeks and Eone also requested for a 'reward' for being second honor again in her class last grading period, so the ever doting and generous Lola is sending gifts.

We were told to pick up the package in Makati on Sunday. The Hubby and I were both grinning, chuckling and shaking our heads in disbelief when we saw the 'package'. I wasn't just a package, it was a whole luggage!!

It turned out my mommy in law paid for the whole las excess baggage allowance of her friend just to be able to send her gifts. That's so sweet and thoughful of Mama.

Wanna know what's inside? A scooter (!), toys, clothes and knick knacks.

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Te Amo, Mi Señor

Dear Daddy,

We spent the whole day today in our house in Mayon. We didn't have maids for the day and The Hubby needed to do some errands (duh!). Because I can't handle your 2 grandchildren all by myself, I decided we better go to Mommy and stay there for the day (because you have 2 maids there, yey!).

It turned out Mom wasn't there! That itchy feet took over again. The night before, I was exchanging text messages with her and she told me her blood pressure was up and she's feeling dizzy. So no one can blame me for being so surprised to arrive at 9am and found out she's already in Baler, Quezon (6 hours drive from Manila) with her cousins. Grabe sa pagka lakwatsera!

Did you know that your favorite peddlers still come by the house on a regular basis to sell their various goodies to Mom? There's this guy who sells mangoes, corns and sweet potatoes who came by while I was there. It was my first time to see him and I was pleasantly surprised at how reasonably (cheap) priced his goods were that I bought a lot - he couldn't believe it. Haha!

Then he told me, "Si Señor madami laging bumili yun! Suking suki ko yun...." (Señor used to buy a lot from me too. He is my regular patron). He then mentioned how kind and generous this Señor was. I got curious and was about to ask him, 'Who is señor?' when he blurted, 'Kahit bulag na sya bumibili pa din' (He still buys from me even after he got blind).

That's when I realized he was referring to you. OMG! Someone called you Señor? I almost laughed at the thought. Anyway, it made me one hell of a proud daughter that people still remember you for your kindness. It made me miss you even more, Dad.

Anyway, we made ourselves comfortable despite Mom's absence to cook for us and entertain the kids. I decided to take the kids to your room later in the afternoon for a short nap, especially the little boy who started to get frisky. It was my first time to be in your room unaccompanied by Mommy since you left. It felt strange at first, like someone (was it you?) was watching us but after a short while we managed to doze off and the feeling of being home just like when I was still single and living with you crept back in. It felt great, to be honest.

I guess that feeling came because finally I have accepted that you have gone to the afterlife. Yes, after two and a half years, I am finally able to let go and shed all my regrets of not having spent every quality time I could have with you. It's not that I no longer miss you. I still cry a tear or two and sometimes shake my head briskly when I think about you - especially that final moment when the angels came for you but it's not that painful anymore. Instead, I smile at the happy memories I was able to keep in my heart like coins in a piggy bank.

I love you Daddy. My flying kisses are on the way...

Your Kikay
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