Life in the Snow, and the White Christmas

It is Christmas time again, and guess what? We have it white here in British Columbia. Very unusual, I was told, but here it is. Apparently, this is only once in 5-6 years, often, winter here is mild, just less than a centimeter deep of snow and will be gone by midday, but look at us on the video, really digging in and having fun right in front of our house. Actually, these photos were taken last week, and until now it is still snowing, it is knee deep!!!!! Jessica and James were having fun everyday, and because it is school break, they get to do things in the yard. I just wish we could share this moments to everyone, and we'll have fun and celebration each time, just like this season has to offer us. Merry, Merry Christmas to you all.

My First Forerotogo!

View of the sunrise at White Rock BC

Well folks, we finally made it to British Columbia, Canada. Beautiful place, with lots to fill your eyes, soul, and of course stomach. Pero,hindi kami nagbabago. First few days we're with new friends who showed us around, got us to nice and fancy restaurants. Kain, chibog, lafang, salu-salo, name it, we have it. Sarap ng buhay 'no? After four days, we are on our own, like our own place, lumipat na kami sa aming lungga. Aba, mas maluwag at talagang di hamak na mas malalaki ang mga gamit. Impression ko nga, eh, ang oven ko dun sa England kaysa mag lechon ng baboy, dito, ask mo? Kaysa ang baka!

Anyway, one day, kaming mag-anak nabagot sa aming lungga. Eh ano pa nga ba ang gagawin. We don't drink, we don't smoke, but we eat a lot, he he he he. So larga kami sa isang mall malapit sa pinapasukan ko, umikut ng umikot hanggang sa nagutom. Siyempre, kakain! Dahil nagtitipid muna para siguradong may allowance kami (just in case hindi ako sasahod at ang lahat ng ito ay panaginip lang pala), we found ourselves at the food court. Magkakatabi ang A&W, Japanese Restaurant, Chinese Restaurant, etc. The kids opted to have noodle type food so we let them queue at the Chinese' whilst ako, dahil malaki mata at natakam sa magandang presentasyon ng sushi, pila ang beauty ko sa may Hapon. When it was my turn, I asked for a seafood combo. Easy! then he asked me, "forerotogo?", "Wa'?" I answered, mukha yata akong hinahapon ng kumag na ito, bulong ko sa sarili ko. Napanganga siya, di rin yata ako naintindihan ng sakang, naalala ko ang "Wa'?" pala dito sa Canada ay "WHAT?" with a T. Sa Englatera kasi, lalo na sa pinanggalingan namin sa old Suffolk, they do not pronounce the T! So sabi ko nalang, "Pardon?" So he slowly spoke "For here or to go?" Naalala ko tuloy ang magaling na blogger "Ellababe". Ay sus, yun lang pala yun, aba eh siyempre "For here please" ika ko na lang. Hay naku, ang pagkakaalam ko sa England, "Dine in or take Away" yun. We enjoyed the food pero maraming tira. Lesson number two, ang lalaki ng mga portions dito compared to the UK kaya next time sabi ko tear and share na lang kaming mag-anak, lalong nakatipid di ba?

Kawawang Alejandria, Na-istak sa Englatera!

Ako, at ang aking pamilya, nandirito at na-istak sa Englatera. Hindi makakilos at wala ng pera. Ang sakit sa ulo, ang passport namin ay nakabinbin sa Canadian Embassy. Ang sabi, normally ang visa application will only take six weeks, kaya I have decided to submit my notice of resignation from my job on the second week following my application for the Canadian entry permit. Hay! dumaan at lumipas na ang over eight weeks, nada pa rin ang anino ng aming mga pasaporte. Also meant na I have been unemployed for just over three weeks, huhuhuhu, tulo na sipon ko, stiff bored pa ako. Pwede na nga siguro mag-aplay ng unemployment benefit, eh!?!?!Nakupo, di ko yata magagawa yun, eh kung yung benefit nga na pwede sa mga anak ko, di ko kini-claim, eto pa kayang komplikadong benepisyo ang iisipin ko. Baka naman pwede na akong mag-diclare na homeless na rin ako, pati na rin kaya si Mister, unemployed na rin siya eh. Asusus! Hala sige, mag-isip grasya!

Anyway, eto kasing Familia Alejandria, makakati ang mga paa. Settled na sana sa Englatera, eto at nag-apply pa Canada. Nakakaloka talaga. Eh kung kayo kaya ang nasa kalagayan namin, baka nauna pa kayo sa eroplano kaysa sa amin. Noong isang araw lang nais naming mamili ng kaunting pagkain sa ASDA, aba, kalahating laman ng maliit na shopping trolley tagpas ang 70 sterling pounds sa card ko samantala kung ikkukumpara ko noong kami'y bagong salta dito, ang aking mga anak ay nag-gagatas pa at nagda-diaper, ang biweekly allowance namin including these ay 60 to 70 pounds lang, ngayon, di na namin kailangan ang mga ito, mahigit pa doble ang gastos namin sa lingguhan. Nakakatuyo ng utak talaga, samantala, sa Canada raw, ayun sa aking magaling na source of information, ang mga bagong Filipino-British na bagong salta doon eh nagrereklamo with all big smiles kapag darating na ang sahuran, namumrublema at di pa raw nila nauubos yung huli nilang sahod. O ano? Masaya di ba?..... Dito, itanong mo? On the day ng sahod mo, simut na sa direct debit ng bills mo katulad na lang ng renta or mortgage, council tax, life insurance, critical illness insurance, mortgage repayment insurance, road tax(Oo, ang mga kalye dito, naniningil ng tax kapag may sasakyan ka), building and contents insurance, TV license ( korek! dito sa UK, kailangan mo ng lisensya para manood ng TV, at monthly or yearly ang bayad nun!), telephone, internet, mobile phone, car insurance, at kung anu-ano pa. Bago pa nga lang sa sahod mo, halos quarter of your gross ang ibinawas para sa national insurance, at tax eh.

Hala Grasya, huwag ng mag-atubili pa, larga na sa Canada, sa US kasi may retrogression, recession at kung anu-ano pang mga sion-sion ang meron kaya sige, run as fast as you can, get out of England!
Well, nag follow-up naman ako sa Canadian embassy and it resulted to an apology kunyari from the automated email na reply sa enquiry ko. Apparently, they have so much applicants at this time of the year because it's the start of the school term, and you know it, when it comes to education, Canada is world class, kaya if you have the dosh doon ka na.

Anyway, kaya kaming pamilya, interested na makita si Mr. Postman everyday, baka kasi dala na nya ang aming pinakahihintay na visa. So far, lagi naman kaming may natatanggap sa aming postbox, kaya lang usually mga unwanted stuffs. Kaya eto, lagin na lang dismayado. Baka one day, I will just scream like this: "I am a celebrity, get me out of here!"

The Doomed Chain Letters!

Punyemas namang mga tao at walang magawa sa buhay, panay ang browse sa internet at check ng email nila, and most of the rubbish they got sya pang pinu-forward! Katulad na lang ng mga natanggap kong forwarded messages today, puro mga walang kwenta, at meron pang mga threats katulad na lang ng bad lucks, death in the family, sickness in the family, etc. etc. etc.

I have received so many emails like this, so they called chain letters. Even before the internet world nuong ako ay nasa elementary pa lang, nakakatanggap na ako ng mga ganito, and I am proud to say, that anything like this, has got to stop on me. I have never forwarded it to anyone. Ano ako, messenger? Tanga? at tagahawak ng tadhana? I refuse to take the responsibility. PERIOD! FULL STOP! Once it reaches me, it will never be passed again. I am so sorry for those of you, stupid people, who got my email address, and uses it for something like this, you can not tell me nor dictate me what to send or who to email.

Ako'y nababanas kapag ako ay nakakatanggap ng mga ganitong uri ng kalokohan. Para bang sinasabi ng mga walang kwentang messages na ito, na ang kapalaran ko ay nasusulat sa isang email lang. For all I believe, from the moment I was created, no one BUT GOD ALONE holds my future. So why would I forward so many copies to my friends and contacts, and bother them, or perhaps even send them a threat? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Of course nungka! I am a responsible keeper of my contacts and addresses, kaya I do not send them such garbage and nonsense stuff.

And should I say, wala pa namang nangyayaring masama sa akin at sa aking mga loveones, afterall those years na nakakatanggap ako ng mga ganito. And I am more than 100% sure na wala talagang effect ang mga ganitong kalokohan. Katulad ng sinabi ko kanina, ang Maykapal lang ang may hawak ng ating kinabukasan, kaya Siya lang din ang nakakaalam ng tadhana ng bawat isa. Kung nagkataon at may nangyaring di kanais-nais sa akin o sa aking mga mahal, hinding-hindi ko iisipin na dahil ito sa walang kwentang mensahe ng isang walang kwentang email na ipinorward ng isang walang kwentang tao sa akin! Ang aking pananampalataya sa Panginoon ang siyang magbabantay sa akin at sa aking kasambahay sa araw at gabi.

Eto ang aking diskorso sa mga ganitong bagay; kung ikaw ay nakatanggap ng ganitong chain mails, ipo-forward mo ba? Bakit? Para matanggap mo ang biyaya at makaiwas sa sakuna at malas na kakambal ng sulat na iyon? Hindi mo ba naisip na kapag ipinorward mo ang mail na yun, ikaw na ang pinanggalingan ng "CURSE" of that email? Why, because you send it because of your selfish thoughts. Hindi mo ba alam na kapag nagsalita ka ng curse to anyone, it brings curse to that someone, and if you say blessings to anyone, that someone would be blessed. So why all these emails have curse at the end of it? Hindi ba pwedeng blessing lang or kaya kung talagang meron kang mensahe na warning, warning lang at wala ng etseboretse at kalokohang ganito, in fact all these nonsense emails that I got, I just trash it and forget about it, because I just viewed it as a curse in total, kaya di ko na siya pino-forward, bakit pa ako mandadamay ng mga nananahimik ng mga tao sa contacts ko, di ba? If I am doomed, let it just be me, no one else. But as I said, I have a great faith in GOD, and I always rebuke this kind of mails.

Kung minsan tuloy, naiisip ko, sana magakaroon naman ng kaunting talino ang mga taong nagpapadala ng mga ganitong klaseng emails, wala na ba kayong magawang mas may kabuluhan pa kaysa magforward at magforward ng mga ganito. Kung ako sa inyo at eto lang pinagkakaabalahan nyo sa internet at email services nyo, better shut your computer off and do something more worthwhile, nakatipid ka pa ng kuryente at oras mo.

Ang Tagal Na

Ang tagal tagal ko na ring di nakapagpost dito. Sa hirap ng buhay, araw-araw kailangang kumayod, hindi lang according to my schedule, kundi maniobrahin ang sariling rota, at baka pwede pang isingit ang nicely paid overtimes such as night shifts, weekend shifts, and some shifts with unsocial hours. Huh, buhay ng nurse dito sa abroad. Kayod dito, at doon, trabaho ng early shift 7-3 pahinga hanggang alas otso ng gabi tapos pasok sa overtime night shift 10pm to 8 AM, at kung medyo malakas pa tuhod at sinuwerte, uuwi lang para matulog, at babalik ulit for the late shift, 3pm to 10 pm. Otherwise, pag di kaya, phone in sick.

Well, di ko sinasabi na madalas akong mag off sick. Honest akong tao no? Kapag ako nagkasakit, talagang may sakit. Hindi katulad ng kakilala ko, dati ko siyang friend, ngayon hindi na....eh aba, binibilang sa sarili nya ang kanyang sick times, at masama ang loob nya kapag sa isang buwan ay di siya nakakapag off sick....sayang naman daw at entitled naman daw tayo to paid sick leave. Oo nga naman, bakit ka magpapakahirap magtrabaho, kung pwede ka naman magshopping somewhere far para di ka makita... Nag enjoy ka na, bayad ka pa... Ano yun????? Prosti!

Pero hanga din ako sa ibang kababayan na todo kayod, para lang may maipadala sa Pinas sa mga mahal sa buhay, pero kung minsan parang umaabuso din mga loveones diyan sa Pinas. Porke may nag-aabrud sa pamilya, feeling e may gripo na sila ng pera... na kapag may gusto e bukas lang ng bukas, kung minsan pa nga pinababayaan pang tumatagas lang. Aba eh, sa totoo lang, kung mayroon lang opurtunidad dyan sa PI na katulad dito sa abrud, hinding-hindi ako mag-iisip na dumayo dito, no? OO nga't malaki ang palitan ng pera dito kapag naipadala diyan, pero naman, di ibig sabihin e lahat ng sinasahod namin e kailangan i-convert nyo at saka nyo iisipin na wow,.... almost quarter of a million pesos pala ang kinikita namin in a month. Kung ako ang titingin sa figure, talagang mapapalaway ako... pero di ba namin kailangan magbayad ng bahay, tax, kumain, at magdamit dito? Nakausap ko nga ang aking magulang minsan, at ikinukumpara ang padala ko sa kanila (peace tayo pang, example lang ito. alam ko mababasa mo rin ito) kaysa sa kapitbahay na nag-aabrud din. Bakit daw nakapagpatayo na sila ng mansyon, at bongga ang buhay ng mga loveones doon, samantalang ako, bihira ang padala, at ni isang improvement sa amin ay wala akong ginawang project, well, liban sa pagpapaaral sa kapatid. Ako ay nag-isip, ang aking sahod at gastos dito, pag may natira, tama lang pambili ng saplot. Imagine, sa isang taon dito, ilang beses mag-bago ng weather, at siyempre, ibagay mo ang gamit sa kumportable ka.... alangan naman magjacket ka ng pang winter, eh spring na o kaya autum palang, o kaya mag summer clothes ka sa pagkaginawginaw na paligid, aba eh, di lang katawan mo ang magkakasakit, pati utak mo na rin ay mababaliw, lalung lalo na sa kalungkutan.... natural gagawa ka ng paraan para makausap mo sila hala sige, kuha ka ng cellphone, telephone, at internet para lang may means of communication ka.... dagdag gastos, at kahit anong pag-iisip ang gawin ko at pag dagdag bawas sa maths ang kalkulahin ko, wala pa rin.... Unless I will do something else, katulad ng ginagawa ng iba riyan, nagpuputa! Pasensiya na di ko masikmura ang bagay na iyan. Conservative ako ano? Kaya kahit hirap ang buhay, angat ang noo ko. Wala akong itinatagong baho.
Maiba ako, kapag ang mga pinoy ang nag-aabrud, meron kaming tinatawag na PDOS o pre departure orientation seminar kung saan, ino-orient kami kung ano ang aming mga aasahang kalagayan, rights, at kung anu-ano pa. Sana, meron din seminar ang mga pamilyang naiwan para ipaalam sa kanila ang dapat gawin kapag meron silang taga-abrud. Nang sa gayon, e di winawaldas ang pinadadala sa kanila. Masuwerte ako at ang aking mga mahal ay may malawak na pag-unawa. Di katulad ng kaibigan ko, ayun nangutang ng nangutang ang magulang niya, at eto siyang naging tagapagbayad at guarantor. Para bang isinanla siya porke nasa abrud ang mokong. Hayun, kayud sa araw, luha sa gabi. tsk. tsk. tsk!

"Work like you don't need money; Love like you've never been hurt and Dance like no one's watching..." ?

A good reminder of God's Love.Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. Theboy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, "OK, dad, I'm ready." His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?""Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out." Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain." The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still goingto Hell, even though it's raining?"Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather." Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go? Please?" His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the tracts, be careful son.""ThanksDad!"And with that, he was off and out into the rain. his eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract. After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer. Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch! He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE." With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, "Does anybody have any testimony or want to say anything?" Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, "Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand. As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up tomy attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. You see---I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell." There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor for his son... Except for One. Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named. Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for His people! Remember,God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this wonderful message... "Faith is the affirmation and the act that bids eternal truth be present fact." ColeridgeJust 3 Words Three things in life that, once gone, never come back - 1. Time2. Words3. OpportunityThree things in life that can destroy a person -1. Anger2. Pride3. UnforgivenessThree things in life that you should never lose-1. Hope2. Peace3. HonestyThree things in life that are most valuable -1. Love2. Family & Friends3. KindnessThree things in life that are never certain -1. Fortune 2. Success 3. DreamsThree things that make a person -1. Commitment2. Sincerity3. Hard workThree things that are truly constant -Father - Son - Holy SpiritI ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today; to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way. God's love is always with you, God's promises are true. And when you give God all your cares, you know God will see you through.

Ang Aking Munting Pangarap!

Simula pa noong ako'y bata

simpleng buhay ang siyang aking hangad

Di ako mahilig sa luho,

at di rin nais magpagarbo!

Ngayong ako ay edad trenta,

Naghahanap buhay na at may pamilya

Buhay na aking nais sana

Ay di pa rin natatamasa

Simpleng bahay ang aking gusto,
Malamig, at sa paligid ay puro puno

May kaunting gulayan

At makulay na hardin

Ngunit nasaan ako ngayon

Nandito sa ibang bansa

Walang ginawa kundi kumayod

Bilang ang oras ng tulog

Gayundin ang panahon sa pamilya

Kaya sa tuwing ako ay nakakakita

Ng larawan ng isang bahay kubo

Di ko mapigilan ang mahalina

Sana naman ako ay makauwi sa Pinas

At itayo at tuparin

Ang aking mumunting Pangarap.

We went to watch WALL-E on Cineworld last Monday. It was good fun, but when it was about to end, when WALL-E seemed to have lost its charge and mind, and EVE is trying to get him back by solar- recharging him, my son kept quiet, and a few more seconds, he started to cry.... huhuhuhuhuhuhuh. Well, it's normal for him. He get easily attached to his toys and wholeheartedly care for them.... I would not wonder when he grows up that his attitude would be exactly like his Dad.

After that we went to Nando's and enjoyed a meal. Well three of us did, while my husband just forced himself to join us. It's always like that... he wants to try somewhere else, while I would say Nando's is nearer and he disagreed at first because we have been there several times and want to go somewhere else, so as usual I rallied my kids and said; "Kids, where do you want to eat, I think, Nando's fine." and that usually do the trick. Three versus one is so uneven and easy decision , ain't it? LORRRL! (laughing out really, really, really loud!).

Gathering the Memoirs

Sorry guys, I have not added anything to this blog for a long long long long time. I have been concentrating on my review for my exams on October. I am very grateful for your visits, and although I have not updated this for sometime I knew who comes and goes.
So today, I have uploaded some photos to add some colours and memoirs.

The old church in front of Buttermarket Shopping centre

Dad and James in front of the Old Town Hall, Ipswich, Suffolk, UK

Same old spot as above

Quisha Bustamante, on Sidegate Primary Summer Sports Fest '08.

James, Perfect handstand on Sidegate Primary Sports Fest '08

Jessica, Black Groupleader Sidegate's Summer Sports Fest '08

Picnic time at the School's grounds with the Bustamante Family. One family is missing, we used to have them with us last year, and years before that. Missing you, Mariano Family. Hope to join you soon in Canada.

Quisha, also showing off her perfect handstand! Who says only boys can

What about like this?

Joke Ulit

Praying for 10 Pesos
Sa loob ng simbahan ng Quiapo, isang batang pulubi ang mataimtim na nanalangin sa Diyos.

Pulubi: "Panginoon kung maaari po sana ay bigyan ninyo ako ng sampung piso dahil gutom na gutom na lang po ako."

Narinig sya ng isang pulis na kasalukuyan ding nagsisimba at bumilib sya sa katatagan ng bata sa pananampalataya sa Diyos. Sa kanyang habag ay dumukot sya ng limang piso at iniabot sa bata na ang sabi: "Amang, narinig ng Diyos ang panalangin mo at heto tanggapin mo ang perang ito at ibili mo ng pagkain".

Tumingala ang bata sa pulis, kinuha nya ang limang pisong iniabot at muling yumuko para manalangin: "Panginoon, salamat po sa pagdinig ninyo sa aking panalangin, pero sana naman po sa uli-uli wag na ninyong pararaanin pa sa pulis, kasi malaki na ang bawas".

__boy balakubak
London, UK

Last Day of my Week's Annual Leave

It's Saturday, and it's my last day of my week's annual leave. I could not believe how the week has gone so quick. Nothing special happened. I am just at home most of the time because we can not go somewhere far because the children are still at school, and besides, I am not perfectly well for the first few days of the week. As usual, not feeling 100% after three days of Tonsillitis, having tremors and jittery and not on my usual strenght. I feel that I am not getting any younger, and everytime I am not well, it takes longer time to get back to my usual self. Getting and going old, for short.
Last Thursday's crabbing, we thought of riding the ferry today, but this morning the wind is strong and the sky is grey, so I thought of our safety immediately, and although the children are disappointed, they understood after I explained to them my concerns.
Anyway, we will just stay indoors, rent a film, stroke the rabbits, play nintendo DS, oh, and saying that, I am hooked to Brain Training. I would not tell you how old my brain is but I am working towards it.

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Another Good Time

Today, I am so bored, so when the children came home from school, we decided to have some fun and do what Novie did last Tuesday.... Gaya-gaya ba.

Is that how you live your life..... Crabbing?

Just being nosey

Dad, Jessica, James: all busy getting crabs, making sure only the big ones goes to the bucket.
Watch out for that cunning seagull up there, it's after your catch.

Bored, because he's got no luck with crabs, and felt that monkeying about is gonna make it!

This seagull is patiently waiting to get hold of our bait leftovers

Fresh and live, kasarap gataan! Huwag maingay, ang mga puti kasi, kapag nanghuhuli nito, binabalik din sa tubig pagkatapos, di ba naman mga aning! Basta kami, sarap ng hapunan!

BRAVE?

I have always been adventurous since being a young girl, and now that I have my own family, I'd like my kids to experience the same, and become confident and overcome their fears. But in our modern world now, I could not help but get paranoid about what they are getting themselves into. I do not know how to explain this, but I feel that danger is just lurking around all the time, and so I check, plan, risk assess, and a lot more before I could let the children run free or join activities. And as I do this, I feel I am limiting the fun. When I was young, I am brave to try almost anything such as mountain climbing, swimming not in the pool but rivers and ponds, and lots more without supervision, but now that I'm grown up and became a mum, I am fearful all the time, not for myself, but for my family. It's very hard to let go.

Look Cool with your Shades

Years back, when I was still in grade school, everytime I see someone wearing spectacles, I would immediately think that the person is either a genius ( read a lot, think a lot), or the person has got something wrong in his/her eyes or vision. But now, I think otherwise. Having an eyeware is now becoming a trend and part of overall outfit, specially if your glasses have got its designer's tag on it. Just like clothes and bags, and shoes, glasses are becoming part of today's fashion, so it is very important to get the right frame and suited to the person wearing it. You do not need to have something wrong with your eyes so you could wear one, in fact sunglasses is a must this summer season. Tell me of big names in the fashion industry, and for sure they have got something to shade their eyes, and most of the time, it is to match their outfit. Don't they look cool?

Male or Female?

As you are aware, ships have long been characterized as being female (e.g., "Steady as she goes" or "She's listing to starboard, Captain!")
Recently, a group of computer scientists (all males) announced that computers should also be referred to as being female.
Their reasons for drawing this conclusion follow: Five reasons to believe computers are female:
1. No one but the Creator understands their internal logic.
2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.
3. The message "Bad command or file name" is about as informative as, "If you don't know why I'm mad at you, then I'm certainly not going to tell you."
4. Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval.
5. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.

However, another group of computer scientists, (all female) think that computers should be referred to as if they were male.
Their reasons follow:Five reasons to believe computers are male:
1. They have a lot of data, but are still clueless.
2. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE the problem.
3. As soon as you commit to one you realize that, if you had waited a little longer, you could have obtained a better model.
4. In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on.
5. Big power surges knock them out for the rest of the night.

They're in season and thery're red hot!

It's finally summertime, and although British weather is so unpredictable, the temperature is still confirming summer season, and with this, I am so excited in getting different fruits into my fruit basket and prepare them each meal we have.
Tonight, I have the pleasure to open up and slice a huge seedless watermelon for which we have tucked into after our dinner. It's such a sweet red darling that I can not help but take a photo of it.

Just having a bit of this lush in the table make our dinner special. To be honest, we're all bored and tired with apples, pears, oranges, and all those plums, and nectarines, berries and the like. They looked nice and beautiful from the supermarkets, but once they arrive into our fruit bowls, nobody touches them, so I feel I am just wasting money. But being a mum, I feel obliged to feed the family at least five kinds of fruit and vegetable a day. So this summer is just great for different tastes in the table, hmmmmmm.

The Good Ole' Days

These photos are over three years old, but still keep their colours, so before they fade, I might as well store them online for better keeping. The one above was taken at the basement of Harrods' in London.... Tribute to the Princess Diana and Dodi.

Above, with friends after having tear and share food because the picnic was unannounced so most haven't prepared anything. Frankly, I quite like that kind, no stress, and just be carefree.

Taken at one of the London underground tunnels. Trying to find our way out perhaps, or figuring which way to our next tube.

Another unannounced picnic by the carboot sales. Lots of Filipino friends came and joined us with no preparations whatsoever, yet we had a good time together.

Winter snowballing, and just being carefree.

Becoming tired from roaming around and nowhere to sit but the stairs.
The original basketball team players. Some have gone to other places, but the spirit is still here.

Another photo taken at Harrods' - London's elite.

Interview update

Few friends learned and asked about my interview the other day. Well, as usual, I have the butterflies and bees buzzing in my stomach the whole day, the tension is just too much for me. I tried my best to get prepared, but none have helped my nervousness, until the time has come five o' clock dead on, the phone rang, and presto, my interviewer on the other end. Obviously she verified my identification, spelt my name correctly, asked my d.o.b., etc, and we had a nice chat, basically. All the frequently asked questions from google did not come at all. You probably can imagine me, sitting on the floor (buti na lang carpeted) in our lounge with all the papers laid around, with all my possible answers written down! hayyyyyyy.... none of it came. Anyway, the whole interview appeared positive, so I am just waiting for another one this time. Hopefully this week. I sure will update you guys.

Siya Si Alfredo. Subukan nyo lang ang kwento nya.

Ang kanyang tunay na pangalan ay Alfredo dela Cruz Alejandria, ngunit sya ay bantog sa palayaw na Freddie, ang aking kabiyak sa buhay. Kami'y nagkakilala sa pamamagitan ng telepono, at sa mga panahong iyon ay kasalukuyan siyang tagu ng tago dahil me babaing nagtangkang pumikot sa kanya, at duon na nakatira sa mga magulang niya simula nung araw na siya ay nilasing nitong babae, at pagkat talagang ayaw niya sa babaeng iyon, napilitan siyang umalis at lisanin ang tahanan na kanyang kinalakihan. Sabi nya sa kanyang sarili, di bali ng walang masilungan, wag lang mapasubo sa isang bagay na sa simula pa lang ay alam nyang di nya gusto. Ilang buwan din siyang palipat-lipat ng tirahan, nauuwi lang pag may pagkakataon halimbawa e kung ang babaing iyun ay lumuwas papuntang probinsiya, o kaya eh umalis sandali, at siya naman ay sikretong tumatawag sa kanilang telepono upang alamin kung siya ay pwedeng makasaglit ng bahay. Kahit anong pangaral sa kanya ng kanyang mga magulang at mga kamag-anak, kanyang pinangatawanan na hinding-hindi siya pakakasal sa babaeng iyon. At sa gitna ng krisis na ito, kami ay nagkakilala sa pamamagitan ng kanyang tiyahin na aking naging kaibigan sa telepono at siyang nagpasa sa kanya. Simula noon, di na naghiwalay ang landas namin. Naalala ko, nuong siya ay nanliligaw pa lang, aking narinig, o kaya kanyang sadyang ipinarinig sa akin, na kanyang tinapat ang babaeng iyon sa telepono at sinabing hinding-hindi siya pakakasal dito sapagkat alam niya sa kanyang kalooban na hinding-hindi niya mapipilit ang kanyang sarili na ito ay mahalin. Mga ilang araw ang lumipas, may balitang buntis daw itong babae, ngunit buo ang loob ni Alfredo, paninindigan at susuportahan nya ang bata, pero hinding-hindi pa rin ito pakakasal. Lumipas ang dagdag na apat na buwan, napatunayang di rin pala buntis itong babae at gawa-gawa lamang nito ang kwentong iyun. Hanggang kusa na lang lumisan itong babae sa kanilang tahanan at umuwi sa probinsiya. Kusa rin nitong binura ang kasong kanyang isinampa sa barangay noong panahon na unang umiwas si Alfredo.

Sa mga panahong ito, di man niya sinasadya, aking nakilala ang kanyang pagkatao. Siya ay may matigas na paninindigan, at kahit na ito ay mali kung minsan, basta't kanyang dinisisyunan, di na ito mababali pa. Ni hindi rin siya marunong magbalat-kayo. Sa simula pa lang ay alam ko na kung ano ang kalagayan nya sa buhay, walang pagtatakip o tangkang itago ang kanyang estatus. Ngunit ganun pa man, marami pa rin ang nabibihag sa kanyang kapilyuhan. Siya ay natural na "flirt" at daig pa ang malanding itik kapag nakikipagkatuwaan. Bagay na kung minsan ay bumibighani sa mga puso ng ibang mga babae at umaakalang siya ay may gusto din sa kanila. Me ilang beses na rin na akin siyang inaway dahil dito, pero alam ko ang katotohanan. Hanggang sa aking napagtanto na walang silbi kahit siya'y aking awayin, alam kong dahil lamang sa aking pagseselos e aking sisirain ang aming pamilya. Ganuon talaga siya. Ilang beses na ring me babaing nagtangka kaming paghiwalayin, meron ako mismo ang tinitext upang sabihin lang na kaya niyang bilhin si Freddie, hindi kagaya ko, ni isang kusing e wala. Sa loob-loob ko, ako'y may tiwala sa aking asawa, hindi siya isang bagay lamang na may presyo at nabibili. Meron siyang pag-iisip at sariling disisyon. Minsan din, ako naman ang ginagalit at halatang gusto kami pag-awayin, kaya upang matigil ang kanyang pagti-text, sumagot ako ng ganito, sandali lang ha, aawayin ko muna siya (ngunit ang totoo, ako ay natatawa). Aba, isang buong araw yatang natuwa at di na nagtext ulit, hayyyy salamat. Talaga naman, kung minsan itong mga babae, parang mauubusan ng lalaki sa mundo, at kung sino pa yung may asawa na ang siya nilang gusto. Minsan sa aking inis may sinagot ako ng ganito. "Hoy miss, ganyan ka na ba kadesperada, at walang nagkakagusto sa iyo, at pati ang asawa ko ay gusto mong subukin? Kung ganyan ang sitwasyon mo, eh lalong wala kang pag-asa sa kanya, pagkat ang mga tipo nya ay yung mga pinag-aagawan, at di katulad mo, napag-iiwanan!" Ang taray no? Pero walang biro, nasabi ko talaga iyon. Ako kasi ang klase ng babae na bukas ang pag-iisip. Palibhasa, kaya kong maghanap-buhay at buhayin ang aking mga anak, kung sakali na nagbago ang pagmamahal ni Alfredo at hindi na siya masaya sa akin, aba eh, walang pilitan. Ayaw na ayaw ko na maririnig sa kaninuman balang araw, na ng dahil sa akin ay naging miserable ang buhay nya. Ganun pa man, di ko naman ibig sabihin na madali nyo lang maagaw siya sa akin, patunayan niyo munang kayo talaga ang kanyang gusto, at di na ako. Madali ang usapan. Pero kung sakali at pinatulan nga nya kayo pero kanya naman kayong inililihim at ikinahihiya at pinagsisihan at bakit nya napasok ang ganong gusot, aba eh mag-usap tayo. Di ako iskandalusa at mapagkatha ng kwento. Di katulad ng iba diyan, nakalabit at nakatawanan lang sandali, aba e inakala ng head over heels daw sa kanya si Alfredo, tsk tsk tsk. Ang lakas ng loob na ikalat sa buong bayan, parang celebrity gossip baga. At siyempre, eto namang mga mister at misis na mahilig makinig ng drama, mahilig magbasa ng magazine, mahilig magtsismisan, either nadagdagan o nababawasan ang kwento, kumporme sa kung sinong nagkwento...... hmmmmm ako ay natatawa at naiiling na lang sa inyo. Sa tanda kong ito, malakas na ang pakiramdam ko, alam ko ang kwentong may halong personal na interes. Di sa pagmamalaki, naging editor ako minsan ng school publication namin kaya nararamdaman ko ang tono ng bawat report sa akin.
O sige, patuloy tayo kay Alfredo. Sa amin namang pagsasama, di kami perfect couple. Mabibilang sa daliri ng isang kamay ko na kami ay nagsagutan, sapagkat kapag kami pag nag-aaway, tahimik. Di nagkikibuan at dedmahan. Pareho yata kami ng strategy kapag galit. Siya, wala lang, tahimik, at may selective hearing. Kahit sigawan mo yan sa tenga kapag ayaw ka nya kausap, wa effect ang sigaw mo..... (Ngunit kapag iyan ay nag-uumapaw na sa galit, nanginginig ang boses nyan). Katulad ng nabanggit ko kanina, malandi siya. Mahilig maglambing, at kung minsan kahit naiirita na ako, di pa rin makahalata. Tipo bang gusto kong nananahimik pero ayan siya at pabiro-biro, pa sweet sweet, at kung anu-ano pa animo'y bubuyog na kumakampupot. Madalas nagpapatawa yan, at dahil sa mahigit isang dekada na rin kaming nagsasama, alam na alam ko na ang style nya sa mga jokes, kaya kung minsan, di na rin ito mabili sa akin, bagamat aking napapansin sa mga pagtitipon, kapag siya nag-joke, nakukuha nya pa rin silang mapatawa.

Pagdating sa pamumuhay, si Alfredo ay masinop. Sa mga gamit, lagi siyang maalaga, di katulad ko, di naman burara, pero kapag ang isang bagay ay nasira, di ako apektado masyado kasi prinsipyo ko, gamit lang yan may sell by date yan o kaya hanggang dun na lang siguro ang silbi nun, samantala siya, gusto nyang optimized palagi ang gamit ng isang bagay, kaya napakaingat nya. Katulad lang ng cellphone nya, di basta-basta silid lang sa bag nya, baka raw magasgas kaya kailangan ilagay sa tamang lalagyan doon sa loob ng bag nya.

At sa usaping bag naman, si Alfredo ang taong di makalakad nang walang dalang bag. Sa simula pa lang ng kami'y magkakilala palagi na lang siyang may sukbit na bag. Ang laman naman ay di naiiba, wallet, ballpen, maliit na notebook, tarheta, kunting barya, at kung anu-anong mga resibo. Kung nawawala sa paningin ko si Alfredo at hawak ko ang kanyang bag, alam kong nandiriyan lang siya sa malapit, o kaya babalik at babalik din siya ilang saglit lang. Kung baga, parang may magic spell, kambal tuko sya dun sa bag nya. Kakalimutan na ako wag lang ang bag niya. Pero di sya mahilig mangulekta nito. Bibili siya ng isa lang at gagamitin ito ng ilang taon hanggang sa ito ay masira, saka lang siya bibili ulit. Kaya imagine, kung ang kanyang bag ay lumang luma na pero di pa sira, at kami at aatend ng pormal na party, ke gwapo nya sa kanyang terno, pero ayun at sukbit pa rin si bag nya!

Ang kanyang tanging luho ay pagkain. Mahilig yan sumubok ng pagkain sa iba't -ibang restaurant, kaya kami nananaba pareho. Hindi sya mahilig pumorma. Basta siya ay kumportable, wala siyang pakialam sa sasabihin ng mga tao, ke gusot at di naplantsa ang suot nya. Di rin siya gumagamit ng pabango o kahit cologne lang. Meron syang natatanggap paminsan-minsang regalong pabango, ayun ginagamit kong air freshener sa bathroom namin. Mahilig siyang magbutingting kaya meron siyang koleksyon ng mga tools, pero di siguro naiiba iyon sa ibang mga boys. Ang nakakatuwa, siya itong may nakalalamang ng bilang ng pares ng sapatos kaysa sa akin. Siya itong Imelda sa aming bahay.

I went to see my GP (family doctor, General Practice) today because I have had sore throat for the last three days and feeling under the weather. All I thought is it's just an ordinary viral tonsillitis which will be gone in a day or two, but last night aside from fever, chills, and aching all over, I felt I have to breathe through my mouth, and my nose is blocked, so if I need to talk, I have to speak in half sentences, and I've been drooling (like asong ulol) and my neck glands are getting bigger by the day which made me panic..... Just the thought of our patients being intubated due to laryngitis...... Scary!
So here I am, off sick again from work, on antibiotics and anti inflammatories, and been banned by my husband to drink soda (well, only if he's around).

I've been Dished Away!!!!

For the past few days at work, I felt being dished away. Last Thursday, I was working on a 12-hour day shift, but half of that day was spent in Accident and Emergency (A&E, ER). I was asked to help the department because they got so busy and although they have enough staff for the day, there were about seven ambulances which arrived at once due to a road traffic accident. Well, I'm not moaning, (nurse tayo eh) I am more than happy to help out of duty and passion. And today, again I was working the same twelve hour day shift, and by two o'clock in the afternoon, apparently, our shift coordinator have drawn our names in the hat, and she pick mine up, so I was sent down to help in one of the wards. Well, what shall I say? Okey! fine, no problem, I don't want to argue, I don't wanna moan, get on with it. Thank you very much. Saying that, the afternoon went well. I actually enjoyed working in the ward. It's been a while now that I've not work in other departments. The staff thought, because I work in the Intensive Care, I knew lots of stuff! Hmmmmmm, lols, you just don't know....... I dunno nothing, too. hehehehehehe.

Siyanga Pala

Siyanga pala, I am officially announcing na I will be writing in Filipino na rin, at di lang english language. That include tagalog, ilonggo, cebuano at ilocano dialects. I will try my best to post articles in different dialects, kasi, baka makalimutan ko ang mga ito, sayang. Dito kasi sa bahay, either tagalog between me and my husband and english or tagalog between our children, eh paano naman ang salita kong bisaya at ilocano? Ako ra na sya magamit kung ako nagtawag sa akong mga ginikanan o sa akong mga igsuon. Ang akong asawa, palipit ang dila, di gyud na sya makasabot, pwede gani nako na sya ibaligya. Pero, kung ako nagluto ug sud-an nga lutong bisaya, sus, lami gyud na iyang kaon, pati mga bata,....lagi.

Nati - Tense Ako!

Walang dyo, kanina pa ako paikut-ikot dito sa lounge namin, dahil ako lang mag-isa dito sa bahay, di ko naman magawa ang gusto kong gawin. Nung pagkahatid ko sa mga bata sa school, naibangga ko sa poste yung front bumper ng kotse, kaya nagalusan sya. Buti na lang at madahan lang naman, pero sigurado ako, magdadakdak na naman si Panget (my husband) mamaya pag-uwi nya, pero palagay ko di nya naman mapapansin, kasi parang kaskas lang, anung paki nya, akin naman ito, buti sana kung yung kanya ang nasira..... Arrrrggghhhhh, ano ba, kanina pa ako ganito, in fact, kagabi pa. Di ako mapakali, I think, dahil may interview ako mamaya, alas singko ng hapon, over the phone from Canada. Di nown load ko nga yung most asked questions during interview from google, pero di ko naman binabasa. I tried to do some relaxation techniques, pero di effective. Ngayon lang yata ako naduwag ng ganito. Pinakain ko na ang mga rabbits namin, pati na rin ang isda sa aquarium sabay kausap sa kanila. Ano kaya, hugasan ko kaya lahat ng mga plato ulit, paborito kong gawin yun, eh.... pero malinis na sila. Siguro, kung di lang carpeted ang bahay ko, naglampaso na rin siguro ako, kanina pa.....May nakuha akong opportunity sa PPP pero wa ako sa mood magsulat. I don't care, and I don't give a damn. Kasi naman, okey na sana at settled na kami rito sa UK pero itong Alfredo (asawa kong Panget) aba eh, narinig lang sa mga kaibigan na mas maluwag daw ang buhay sa Canada, ayun at katakut-takot na persuasion ang ginawa para lang ako mapapayag mag-apply, kesehodang mas maganda daw ang magiging business nya roon, ke mura daw ang bilihin, etc, etc, etc...... ayan tuloy, eto ngayon ako, di malaman ang tension na nararamdaman sa isip (meron kaya ako nun?) at dibdib ko. Pero in fairness, excited lahat kami lumipat, etong hanep lang na interview na 'to ang sumisira ng araw ko ngayon.

Fancy some Olives?

Just posting this so succulent, mouth watering olives. They're my favorite starters or say appetizers, well, unless someone would kindly offer me some seafood gourmet. I've never like this kind of stuff before. I only used olive oil in the kitchen, but other than that, I didn't like its fruit, until we tried the greek salad with olives, only then I fancied the taste of these beauties. Add to it some pickled garlic and succhini, yum, yum....Just by looking at these, I feel like I'm craving for some now.

"Buko"

My husband and I went to an Indian shop this morning to get some fresh asian vegetables such as ampalaya, okra, opo, saluyot at sitaw. And to add into, we saw a few young coconuts (buko). To our delight, we got one although the size is no bigger than my son's head. It cost £3.00. So expensive! When we got home, I told my husband to cut it, but he said, not until the kids are back from school because he'd want them to see it..... it just dawned on me, my poor kids, didn't experience what I had when I was young. Coconuts, climbing trees, swimming in the backyard's fishpond, digging shallow wells, cooking grass in tin cans, fetching ducks and chickens eggs etc. etc. I can only tell them stories.

To make matters worst, my colleague at work, he's into plenty of holidays, but only realized lately that coconuts grew tall, all his life 'til then thought they were like pineapples! How sad is that? I have invited him to come to the Philippines, especially in the fruit basket Davao, so he'd see and taste fruits he probably haven't imagine.

Tag Time

Shiela Tagged me this So chained myself along. Come and connect with us, too.

:::Start here:::1. Sojourn 2. Pinay Mom in Czech Republic 3. See Me for what You Will 4. LAINY’S MUSINGS 5. OUR JOURNEY TO FOREVER6. My Paperless Writings 7. As The World Turns 8. My Daily Discourse 9.From This Side 10. Our Family Adventure! 11. Shopaholic Ties the Knot 12. FunFierceFabulous 13. My Precious 14. My World in My Own Word 15. Observer's Eyes
Are you deeply in love with your spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend? If you do, let’s try how well you remember the moment of your life with him. But before you put yourself in the hot seat please read the rules of this tag first.
RULES:

1. This tag should be pass on to your friends.

2. Visit the blog of the person you’ve got this tag.

3. Leave a comment on her/his tag post. Be sure to thank her/him for this tag.

4. Highlight and link all the list of people who accepted this tag by visiting their blog site.

5. There are 10 questions that you need to answer but you will be the one to write the 10th question for the next person you want to pass this tag. Here are the questions. Be honest with your answers.
Lets Start:

1. How did you meet your husband/wife or boyfriend/girlfriend?

On 1996 new year's eve, going to 1997 I dialled a number on the phone not knowing what it was, and someone on the other end sound so handsome so asked him to be my phonepal and since then, I am still connected, online, offline, by text, email, post, at home, at heart, at soul etc. etc. etc.

2. Where did you go on your first date?

We went to church.

3. When was your first intimate kiss?

April Fools 1997. Did not realize it then, it just happened spontaneously but after that I was so scared knowing the date.... but I am just so lucky, he does not know anything about April fools, so I just kept quiet.

4. How many girlfriends/boyfriends he/she had in the past?

I am his sevententh!!!

5. What is his/her ethnicity?

Pure Filipino, Tagalog from Gapan Nueva Ecija.

6. What is his/her favorite food?

He loves Filipino Delicacies, specially if it requires kamayan.

7. What is he/she like if he/she is mad?

Quiet, with selective hearing, so better be careful with my words. He is a man of very few words when angry.

8. What are the things he/she did you thought is the most romantic thing he’d/she’d ever done?

Well, he is pretty flirt and does small sweet nothings most of the time, and he makes me laugh regularly.

9. Describe how he/you proposed to you.

He proposed to me few weeks after that April Fool's, but I was so young then, just graduated and qualified as RN so didn't know how to handle his proposal so I turned it down, but he has persevered, like asking me he can wed me anywhere, and if I'm in doubt, I can cut open his heart, and even bended on his knees. No effect to me until one day, inuwi ba naman ako sa kanila, di ko alam, tanan na pala yun.......Alam nyo, for two weeks, di talaga ako lumalabas ng kwarto, just imagine, ano na lang sasabihin ng mga tao sa akin, all those sort of thoughts. So ashamed of myself, so confused, Being a Bisaya, di ba, our dignity is so precious, di ba?

When did you know he was the ONE?

I always knew he is the one from that April Fool's day because I have seen him how sticks to his routine, principles, and words. I saw him in his real colour without any masks or make up to impress me, he just came as he is.
:::End here:::
I am now going to tag PinayMama, Mira's A Moment to Exhale, Asawa's Heaven, Joy Burlinson

I have to Do It.

Following days of turmoil fixing my blog with no success, I have to extract some of its functionalities such as my guestbook, news archives, adsense, and change the whole template. Finally, it is back with the basic functions and perhaps, I just need to get used to its new look, though, not very great for me, I should say. I am just as happy to see my cbox so accessible instead of going to through the bottom to find my messages as well as my friends and neighbors. In the next few days, I will try and find a better template which would look like my persona. So for now, my apologies to friends. You haven't come to a new blog, it is still the same me, just with a new design. Hope you'd come back again.

PACQUIAO This Sunday!!!!

Yes, it's gonna be this Sunday 28th June 2008, Manny Pacquiao will again be in the Boxing ring to fight another ultimate winner David Diaz. Of course, it's a much awaited fight and my husband is trying to secure a pay per view from TFC, but they would not confirm they can give us it, so he said, if you can not assure me until Wednesday, don't bother, I'll get one from HBO. Tough! I can not blame him. It is PACQUIAO we are talking about!

Something is Wrong

I have been trying to sort this out since yesterday, but I find my blog has got something wrong in it. I lost all my friends and neighbors list as well as the archives of my post on the left hand side. Tried my best to check on the layouts, and looked at settings, too, but nothing helped. I do not know what else to do, helpppppppp! I do need help. This blog is my only leisure in life at present. I love what I am doing with it, but now it's into pieces.
Please, I am desperate to get it back to its usual self.