Mood Swings

I don't how to begin describing this never ending craziness...I wonder if I'm depressed indeed. Nothing seems to be that exciting anymore. I am not happy just staying home. Sometimes I feel elated with things like books, movies, gym, etc..but then again it's not enough. I feel that I am not living my own life here...anymore! I don't have friends that makes it somehow strange for me. I guess the need to socialize is "soo" much of a need to me than a want.

I feel that I don't deserve the things that I have now. But then again, I may just be petty and sick in the head. I am like this because this is not a usual circumstance. A new so called life. And no, I'm not being hormonal (quite far from being premenstrual even). I wonder if you would understand. But Mark said he does. He knows why I'm acting strange, if indeed I am one. And for now, I think we'll just have to adjust with my 'episodes'. Tomorrow is our 8th month. I asked him to take a leave so we can spend the day together. A fresh start.

This is quite contrary to have felt marital bliss in my previous blogs. Well, that's just shows how volatile my moods are right now. Again, my poor husband.

Nothing much, really...

Lately, I am enjoying so much time with my husband... that I find myself so "busy" to be blogging, hehehe!!!! Right now, he seems (or rather he is) to be my world. My one and only. Not being cheesy, I really love every waking moment with him. And yeah, I do miss him when I'm alone at home.

I love it when he tries to goof around with me after a long day at work. I find it sweet and just too sweet to cuddle up with him while watching television. And I like making his coffee while he tries to finish up his work (sometimes late at weeknights). I enjoy the feeling of being needed when I rub his aching back and shoulders. I just savour these little moments with him, alone with him.

These moments, where the entire apartment is our lovenest. All to ourselves. I want to remember this "feeling" when we won't be alone anymore. When we would become a family. Not just yet, but perhaps soon.

Right now, this is what I call marital bliss!!! (On to our eighth month...)

Battling the Belly Pooch!!!

Here I am again, struggling to maintain an exercise activity...bellydancing, running, stretching, etc...but I do lack, like everybody else, DILIGENCE!!! I can't keep a routine... do I have attention deficiency disorder? hehehe!!! I know, I'm just pure lazy. Anyway, for the past month I actually didn't take care of myself that much. I stopped exercising. I ate lots and lots of pasta, cakes, ice cream, and chocolates! I was craving like pregnant-crazy and of course I am not. And you know, I sleep a LOT! It's quite normal for me to be in bed for twelve hours a day. What a slacker... so all these leads to a chub of lard around my waistline. I wanted to think I am bloating because I'm menstrual... I still want to believe so... I hope to see this go away after a few days. So you must know, I somehow exercised like crazy since last Sunday. I hope to shape up before I blow out of proportion in this tiny frame of mine. I won't be a lovely sight, I know, if I'm fat. I still want to wear my tank tops while summer is still here... Now, all my muscles are sore... every single cell is aching. A warm bubble bath, in cucumber and melondew scent, helped me relax. After a day's workout, comes a little pampering. Ah, my life! Hehehehe! =P

Multiplying

I have a new website http://theresehabana.multiply.com. Some of you may be familiar with it already. I know it's quite complicated to start your own account, but I find it interesting and enjoyable! It has lots of features and pretty nice to maintain to meet old friends, make new ones, etc. You can share your journal, activities, photos, etc... Better features than friendster actually.

I hope I won't be neglecting my blogspot now that I discovered multiplying...

The Da Vinci Code (Believing it or not)

I'm sure most of you have read or heard about this bestseller by Dan Brown - The Da Vinci Code. I just finished the book today and (whoah!) I could pretty well imagine how interesting it must be on film. With its fame and controversy, I won't be surprised if it becomes the next 'The Passion of the Christ' for next year's Lenten season. I don't know about you but when I read a book I usually think of the best actors to play the roles! (weird...but fun!)

Well anyway, Brown magnificiently illustrated how religions are dicatated by certain "authorities" and are somehow passed on to the next generations by pure faith. And I find it fascinating to learn of the Holy Grail and Mary Magdalene. This book could really shake your Christian beliefs and faith. It will make you question Jesus Christ's divinity, the Church, the Pope, and the Bible.

Now, I can't say I'm religious but I'm a believer of the existence of a supreme being in charge of the order and chaos in this so-called life. I don't know what religion that is, when I just want to believe there is a God!!! I still want to believe in little miracles, surprises, blessings, and trials. Although not often, I try to pray. By praying I evaluate my life's joy and suffering -- I am grateful for what I have, I feel remorseful for my shortcomings, and I wish a lot of things for myself, my marriage, my family, and dear friends. Prayer actually is self-introspecting and I guess therapeutic. (cheaper than getting into psychotherapy!) So imagine how sad it must be without a God to turn to =)

I am a Catholic, but not devout, and despite 'The Da Vinci Code' I'll still remain one. I have nothing against other religions but since being a Catholic is what I'm accustomed to, then I'll practise it. Call it blind faith, but this is how I want to praise my God!!! Amen.

Love & Prayer

My sweet Sofia, I long to see your angelic face!
Can’t wait to cuddle you in my arms, my warm embrace.

You are the one gift, I pray and hope to receive
With God’s blessing and utmost love, I shall conceive

I will endure pain and suffering, my labor of love
For you to enjoy and see the sun, savor life

Remember always, love and passion brought you here
Be grateful, be loving, be happy, Mama loves you dear!

Here are some pictures of our visit to LA last weekend... I actually went there to renew my passport at the Philippine Consulate. Oh my! I really felt transported back home when I was there... familiar chaos and what-have-you (think: any other public office back home). I thought it would be better here, at least, but it's still very much the Philippines! On an early Friday morning we drove all the way from San Diego, went to the Consulate, had Korean lunch, and then off to the Universal Studios. Afterwards we got lost finding our way to Glendale, where we stayed for the weekend. Thanks Jade for being such a gracious host! Saturday, we went around Hollywood and Beverly Hills. I was able to meet Nannette, my fellow Thursday Clubber when we were still working at CHI (Cebu Holdings, Inc.)

Another lovely weekend with my dearest husband Mark! Until the next getaway...

Jade, thank you very much for being so hospitable! (This is where we stayed for the weekend @ Justin St. Glendale, California)

Lunch @ Max's Restaurant - Glendale, California. We had sinigang na hipon, pinakbet, and of course the famous Max chicken =P

Sci-Hi 93 mini-reunion @ LA

This is the 'dancing fountain' @ The Grove

Futboleros reunion @ Los Angeles Hollywood Lake

With my fellow Thursday Clubber, Nannette.

Welcome to Hollywood!

The Grove - a lovely mall at the Beverly Blvd., Hollywood.

LA was fun! Visiting it the second time around gave me another 'perspective' of the overly glamorized city in the world... let me put it this way, Hollywood is better off on screen. If possible, do not disillusion yourself by trekking the stinky alleys where the Hollywood 'Stars' can be found. Leave the 'red carpet' moments to the paparazzi and the satellite feed during the Oscar's season. You cannot imagine how filthy the Hollywood Blvd. can be! Anyway, the place enthralled me with its vibrance. It surely is a melting pot of different ethnic groups and 'hollywood hopefuls'.

It's not at all bad, like in any other place there are sites that just stand out. In my nearly two days of driving around, Burbank caught my attention. It was nice, modern, clean, elegant but not flamboyant, and relaxing. Heading to Beverly Hills I enjoyed 'The Grove' sooo much! It is a mall but feels like a theme park to me. They have a dancing fountain and a trolley within the mall! A miracle though I never bought anything except food!!! I was also hoping I could spot famous stars malling around the place, but nah! We also drove around Rodeo Drive, where the stars mostly shop, and found it well 'okay' but not really impressive. I think one will enjoy Rodeo, if one has dollars to splurge! Mostly buildings around it are colonial and well kept. And do you think I'd miss the Hollywood sign? Oh no!!! We drove all the way up, reminds of you driving up to Busay, and took pictures and that's just it... aiya! Not really that spectacular. The night before we left LA we drove to Old Town Pasadena. The town is famous for their Rosebowl Parade, I heard it is mostly 'astonishing'!!!

These are just glimpses of the famous LA, but mostly I enjoyed it because I was able to see old friends. A bit of nostalgia somehow when we had midnight dinner at this place called MP Bistro (Melting Pot with the native palayok as logo). A typical parochial bar, with karaoke and sisig! Hehehe!!! It felt good to hear a Filipino singing mushy, sweet, cute ballads... and speaking of karaoke, I had a dose of magic mic experience myself! I reminisce my karaoke escapades when I visited my friend Nannette at her house in South Ardmore Avenue.

And this is of course memorable, with Mark!

Our first visit to Universal Studios.

It sure was HOT in here!!! This is a taste of how the Backdraft movie set was.

Mark loved this Animal Planet Live perfomances!!! They have all sorts of tricks, mostly meant for the kids...

A mini water park, within a theme park, that's Nickolodeon. One day, my little one will enjoy this.

The Jaws - nothing scares this little boy!

Enter if you dare!!! Boo!

If you enjoyed Van Helsing, you'll pretty much enjoy this tour around the horror museum. Watch out for the ghosts, they could pretty much scare the hell out of you!

The Mummy Ride - too bad we weren't able to try this ride as planned. Hmm! I thought it was like the Studio Tour, but oh no! It's like a horror roller coaster! Can't risk having a heart attack =)

Waterworld - live show! Somehow like a live performance of a scene from the infamous Kevin Costner productions. So imagine water splashing and explosions! (The actors were bad)

On our way down to The Mummy Ride. This is pretty much similar to the escalators in Ocean Park.

My football hero!!! Hahaha =P

The Studio Tour gives the visitors the chance to see the famous studio sets used in various movies and television shows.

I find this amazing! A barbed wire, pergola like, dome-shaped light well located at the City Walk, Universal Studios. City Walk is pretty much like a mall with several shops, cafes, bars, restaurants, and cinema. It is a long stretch of 'walk' before you reach the theme park. Mostly people crowd out there, so there's no need to pay for an entrance ticket to get the Universal 'feel'.

120/minute

I had palpitations again earlier this afternoon! So instead of going to the gym, ironing load-full of laundry, and packing for LA - I rested (as usual) and started reading 'The Da Vinci Code'... interesting huh, about the secrets of Christianity and the controversial group Opus Dei (which I was member of before).

Well yah, if you've read it, I was a numerary from 1996-1997. I didn't make it to oblation. If I still remember it correctly, after six months of lessons and classes about the spirituality of Opus Dei (since joining) you ask to be admitted to the group. Another six months after that, one will do the oblation. This means committing yourself voluntarily to the spirit of Opus Dei (OD). Afterwards you can live in the Center for Studies for two years, for intense formation. This, I guess is the start of a 'numerary' life.

I really didn't experience the 'harshness' or so called dark hole that other former members described about OD. I left happy and still in love with The Work (Opus Dei is latin for The Work of God). And contrary to the testimonials of former members, I am still very much in touch with my friends who remain faithful to the prelature. They were there for me when my father got sick, when I got married , and when my father died.

And since I was just a 'baby' in the organization when I left, I didn't get to use the cilice and the discipline that much. Funny though, they ran out of stock so I used it much later since I joined. Even so, I wasn't that diligent because heck it was painful! So I don't have any scars now.

So why did I leave huh? Well, 1997 October I was sent for a seminar in Makati (Ayala Land) and I got back together with my long time (forever love) friend and ex-boyfriend, Mark! Then I decided, I couldn't pretty much give up this 'magical' friendship I've always had with him. I will hate to see Mark in the future with another woman (much more wife and kids) when I very much know it could have been ME, so I thought... and so I was out of OD.

I realize now, that my so called life when I was with Opus Dei taught me how to LOVE! How to have a big heart! Not to be indifferent. To achieve excellence in whatever you do. To be the best. And for that, I need to shape up! I hope to be a good wife, mother, friend, daughter, and business woman.

Now, my heart beat is normal, not 120 per minute.

Coffee Break

"After days of patrolling the perimeter in vain for interesting new people to get to know, you'll have more than your fill. Don't even think about refusing any invitations." - 26 July 2003, Daily Horoscope for Taurus
 
Having coffee with a total stranger was the last thing on my mind today. I was rushing back and forth the mall looking for a decent photo studio who can take my passport pic. I wore my fancy sandals which nearly killed my feet, bad decision indeed. So after I had my pic taken, in a not so glamourous Mexican 'photo-me' like studio, I headed to the taxi station. I would usually walk home despite the thirteen-block distance, but this time I just can't stand trotting on my barely not there strappy sandals.

 
With an ugly pic at hand, I didn't really felt good about using it for a new passport! So I decided to drop by a  printing shop to check their passport photo samples (they only have the standard US size, 2"x2") and see if I can manage to crop it to fit into the Philippine passport requirement. But nah, the sales attendant doesn't know anything about it. Then I thought, well I'll take a digi pix of myself, format it in photoshop, and have it printed! Sounds like a nice plan, yey! (I have yet to do this tomorrow, I already asked Mark to take my pic and I've finished formatting it)

And while I waited for my turn to inquire regarding this darn passport photo, I accidentally bumped into this interesting character. She was also a Filipino, on tour here in the US for a month, is based in Bahrain and married to an Arab Bahraini. Her name's Rowena Al Musawi. She was having her films developed and while she waited she graciously invited me for coffee, which for me was a welcome thought! After all, my feet was really damn petrifying me.

So I showed her around the mall and offered her several choices - Starbucks, pastry shops, etc. We decided to stay at the open food court, so she can puff. And then she shared her life's interesting tales. I was like a journalist curious on how life is in an Arab world. Well, if she told the truth she pretty is living large! Lucky her, her Arab husband is spoiling her rotten. She travels thrice a year with her husband, daughter with a nanny in tow. Hmm!

Note that I was pretty skeptical about her warmness (obviously she also needs a companion around the mall), so I was checking my wallet if it was still there! Hehehe!!! Again, if she is that well off as she claimed to be, I think I should be the one stealing her wallet, don't you think so?!

Anyway, I listened eagerly with her tales. She was an interesting character indeed! And I'm glad I remembered my horoscope for today. Freaky!

Movie Marathon

Mark and I went to Iran, Mexico, India, and Egypt this weekend. We have traveled and saw different cultures in just two days. And this is the magic that foreign films actually showcase!!! The public library indeed has been a great source of entertainment for us, not to mention cheap. We don't really have to pay for movie rentals like we used to anymore and we have lots of choices from movie classics to contemporary, etc. Other than books, I always look forward to loaning a bunch of movies on weekends. Geeky huh, but fun!

 

Santitos

 

Santitos as in Little Saints presents how pure faith and sheer determination leads you to craziness and finding true love. A story about Esperanza, a widow, who lost her one and only daughter to an unknown viral infection from a tonsillectomy. But with St. Jude's apparition at her kitchen oven saying her daughter isn't dead, she believed her daughter was kidnapped and sold to sex slavery. She went all the way to Tijuana, Mexico and even to Los Angeles to find her...becoming a prostitute herself! And in one of her escapades, she met a man. Oh well, that's it. It portrays the sad truth about sex slavery and how unconditional a mother's love is for her children. The movie in its entirety is hilarious!

 

Leila

 

Leila is a young Iranian wife to a loving and devoted Reza. Unfortunately their happy marriage isn't blessed with children because of Leila's condition. Reza's mother desperately forces Leila to allow her son to take another wife in order to continue her family's legacy. It is a very sad film about love, marriage, in laws, and tradition. If you hate your mother in law, this isn't a movie to watch! You'll probably hate her even more.

 

Fire

 

This one is about lesbianism in India. A tale of two sisters-in-law who found love and independence amidst being trapped in a joint family and married to undevoted husbands.  It portrays sexual liberation among Indian women, who are forced to a loveless marriage where they are treated moreso like pets in their own household. The movie is in English and I find the accent annoying, go figure! (I think I still need subtitles in order to understand what they're really talking about)

 

Cleopatra

 

Ah the classical Liz Taylor!!! It's fun learning bits and pieces of the world's history with Hollywood glamour. A long movie, runs about four long hours. We have yet to watch the second disc because ahem it is already two in the morning, Monday at that! But despite being an old film, its set and effects still transports you to that day and age. And God! I loved the gowns and make-up =)

I suddenly felt nostalgic about the life I left behind. I know I gave up so much so I can be with Mark, finally. Not that I'm complaining about what I have now, but I couldn't help miss those good old days!

I woke up refreshed and exhilirated. It was a sweet dream this time. My so-called superfriends (a monicker we adapted since we graduate from UP Cebu) were starring in my dreams. We were all together!!! Hahaha! Funny thing coz we met up in a fortune teller's nook, in some province in the Philippines. A hilarious scene, so typical of how our lives used to be back then.

 

Most of us now are married. And yes, we're pretty much living the real life. We've seen each other in glorious days and some very bad moments. We're somehow like sisters, bonded in ways only we can understand. We have petty fights, but mostly resolved. Nothing like superfriends!

 

I wonder when we're ever going to get together again? And I wait, for the next wedding invitation...

My UP Superfriends! This was taken the night before my wedding. A lovely reunion indeed. Couldn't believe it's been over ten years since we girls hooked up!!! I miss them so much now...

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Why am I so irritable these days? Is it the hormones, again? Oh please I am tired of this excuse already. Sigh! So I'm premenstrual, as always, and my poor victim - Mark!

I'm still very anxious at this very moment. Explaining why I'm trying to make another blog in the hope of focusing my energy into something else (forgetting about my palpitations). I guess it's kinda working. Blogging indeed is therapeutic!!! Hahahah!!! Well, I realize that the more I think about having panic attacks the faster my heart beats! Thus, I will try not to even worry that I have a sort of mental disorder. So you must know symptoms of panic attacks are somehow manifestations of a troubled soul. It can get worse to some people. Heh, so what's troubling me now??? I REALLY DON'T KNOW!!!

After going through boredom, insanity spells, and restlessness I think I have overly dramatized domestic life. Right now, I'm fine (I think). I have adjusted pretty well with married life. I am enjoying my time spent alone at home and alone with my husband (most of the times). Oh being alone with my husband, these are the moments that I truly will miss once we start our little family. But it shouldn't be that scary huh

..till the next "craziness"

I'm still having the same symptoms like yesterday, coupled with mood swings. Uh-oh "crazy me" is back... I was so irritable today that I told my husband, he annoys me pretty much.  Am I really being neurotic now? But really, everytime he calls to check on me my heart beats faster (crazy like me) and I get so pissed. So I brushed him off to pacify myself. Poor Mark!

I slept and slept, a good way not to notice what my heart does. The palpitations just exhausts me and is actually killing me with chest pains!!! (at first I thought my chest muscles are cramping due to bellydancing). I also tried to finish my book, interesting tales about American Gypsies, but managed to doze off.

My loving husband arrived earlier this afternoon because we had a dental appointment to catch. At three in the afternoon I was still donning my bedroom look -- morning breath, pajamas, and unwashed hair! He caught me while I was freshening up getting ready for the dentist. Oh but he surprised me, he had a bunch of flowers for me!!! I didn't know being crazy gets you to be rewarded like Miss Universe sometimes hehehe =D

I realized it is actually sweeter to receive flowers, from your husband, once you're a Mrs. already!!!

Panic Button

I got my panic attacks again! I haven't had this thing since I got married. I noticed I was palpitating as if my chest was going to explode!!!! It was difficult to catch my breath while my chest hurts. I thought I was having a mini-stroke, a mild heartache, oh no! But then I remembered, that this was somehow familiar.

 

I've had this since college -- I'd palpitate and get anxious and scared as if something bad just happened. I cannot explain why but the doctors say it is just stress. I get normal ECG. So nothing is wrong with me. Back in HKU, I was given this pink pill which I refuse to take because I'm scared of side effects hehehe!!! I'd only take medications when I think I could die with bacterial/viral infections or if my migraine is unbearable. So, to maintain a certain medication just to calm me down is definitely not an alternative for me. I'd rather relax, go to the gym, have a facial and massage, the works!

 

But then, why am I suddenly like this (now)??? Is it the summer heat? My neurosis getting worse? Or was I just pissed because I can't watch baseball with Mark next week? Ah, the baseball game! Mark will watch it with his "bosses" and I can't come! I pretended it was okay for me, but then again I guess I wasn't.

 

Heck, I'm going for "vacations" anyway so that should calm me down.

Here are some of our pictures when we went to Los Angeles last January. Mark actually had a seminar and it was a reasonable excuse for me to tag along. Travel was partly charged to his expense account, yey!!! Will post more pix, we're LA bound next weekend.

At Santa Monica, with my fellow Thursday Clubbers (way back in Cebu Holdings)

If Mark has Marilyn, well I have the Incredible Hulk =P

Giggling like a little girl during our first visit to Universal Studios last January

Mark with Marilyn Monroe @ Universal Studios

LA Summernight

I somehow organized a mini-travel for next weekend - reserved a car and a hotel room that is! Searching for the best deals available is rather easy now with the internet, whew!!! I can't imagine or at least I refuse to imagine how it was back then when you let your fingers walk through the yellow pages... hmm, it's pretty much done until now I know but wouldn't you just love the new technology? =D

 

Mark and I will be spending a night in Los Angeles on the 30th. I have to renew my passport, which will expire this coming October, and visit friends to savor my trip. We may also drop by Universal Studios to take advantage of our annual pass and try the newest attraction: The Mummy ride!!!

 

Note that this trip marks my mini-tours in the US (refer to previous blog). Oh my poor husband! He will have to spend for his wanderlusting wife...

7Up

"The weekend that was..." was absolutely amazing! Nothing can possibly compare the warmth of what you call home. No matter where that is, after all home is where the heart is...

 

Centrum Chewables

 

I pretty much enjoyed sleeping on time (earlier than usual), the reason why I somehow forgotten how much fun it is to blog.  The past few days I've been feeling tired and sluggish. I guess multivitamins does that to your system. My husband has been bugging me to take my vitamins (for as long as I can remember, before even becoming his wife) but I just couldn't bring myself to take any medications unless of course my migraine is killing me! So, getting drowsy after taking my "chewable" vitamins motivated me to take it diligently...

 

Babyville

 

I cannot simply put down this book by Jane Green -- obviously about motherhood. As mentioned, vitamins make me drowsy but I forced myself to read on! The book is about the lives of three "indepedent, life and lust loving Brit women"... how motherhood changed their world, gave a whole new meaning to what they call life and love.  It made me realize that I should enjoy every bit of my "pre-baby" married life. That despite the urge to have my little gurgling baby, I have yet to wait. I am after all loving my moments with Mark. I am horrified with the book's ultra vivid description of how newborns can actually alter marriage. (Postpartum depression eats up the wife and new mom. Alongside with bitterness and frustration of husband and new dad)

 

I hope that when the time comes for me and Mark, I would not turn into a crazy old witch bitch from hell! I pray that Mark with all his might would try to understand and be patient with me. That despite the exhaustion of childbirth and baby woes, I wouldn't be a dreadful sight for him as well. But of course, I value vanity hahaha!!! I still would want to be the woman my husband fell in love with (in the first place!). And these are all wishes, supposedly.

 

The book wasn't about the bads, like any other tale the twists and turns almost always gives you points to ponder on and happy thoughts to end with. It actually made me appreciate the whole babyville... making me scared yet excited!

 

Monthsarries

 

The weekend was amazing! San Diego's warm and sunny weather reminded me of home... but mostly because I am with Mark...ooh cheesy huh?! I have all the right to be elated. It is our seventh month, already! Yey! Not quite a feat for a married couple, but quite a ride for newlyweds.

 

I'm still overwhelmed! Still honeymooning... I'm glad I got over with gloom and boredom. I now wonder if it comes with the weather.  After some time I stopped being nasty to myself. I have adjusted already to this new life I have, and you the witness to all that craziness. I have tried to entertain my once idle mind and it worked! (Thanks to blogging too!)

 

You may think it is geeky but the bookstore and the library is now a haven to me, next to the mall of course (backseat: salon and spa).  Reading transports me to other places, fuels my imagination, and inspires me to write some more. On the other hand, malling rejuvenates me with all the walking and it feeds my shopping fancies (yah, I do give in sometimes).

 

Nothing really much to say about my so-called domesticity here, but that I'm very much in love and I'm glad I am! On to the seventh... happily married!

 

 

 

 

 

Who doesn't want to have a job? Well, me hahaha!!! Call me crazy but I think I still enjoy what I do now, translate that to nearly nothing! As I was walking under the heat of this unforgiving summer sun, I thought of how "perfect" my life is right now (refer to:My Life, My Present). We live close to where my husband works, I stay at home to take care of him and the house while he provides for everything we need. So far, this is fine (for now).

But then again, I want to have my own $$$!! My income, my luxury! Selfish huh? But hmmm, who isn't? So what I really really want now is to get a job offer. I need a company who is willing to sponsor my work visa.

Oh well, I just want to enjoy the things that I used to do before I got married (refer to:Vanity Kit). And if ever I'll be earning, then I can contribute to the household (translate to: home improvements, kitchen gadgets, and linens hehehe!)...

Just thinking out loud! (Pray that I'd get a feedback for the resumes I posted today)

Getting clumsier by the minute...

I'm pissed off right now...my right middle finger hurts like hell!!!! Waaah! I burned it while getting the toast from the oven. This usually happens to a clumsy housewife like me =(

In my oh so mundane life around here, I often hurt myself either with knife and paper cuts, oven and stove burns, or lotsa bumps! Hay! I couldn't even elaborate more how I used up a box of band aid in a few weeks!!! I find it quite embarrassing really, though cute sometimes when my husband comes running to console me and my badly burnt and swollen fingers.

My husband is actually scared of the extreme possibilities of me hurting myself to death when he isn't around. He wonders what will happen to me when I'm alone with child, moreso with children in the future (note: the future!).

I pray that I'd get better someday soon.

A glimpse of Horton Plaza -- a colorful shopping haven isn't it?

Being spontaneous & loving it!

For some time already I thought of getting a haircut. The shoulder length kinda bored me since I had it for more than a year already... and now got the "kicks" to go the salon. It's quite a dare for me to go and have a haircut especially when I don't know which salon or hairstylist is the best around town (and affordable). Hmmmm, I think I shouldn't be converting how much I paid into pesos... otherwise I'd feel guilty! (Hint: Can buy a week full of groceries or a good Thai dinner around here!)

Anyway, I enjoyed my time this afternoon alone in the wilderness of what you call Horton Plaza (my haven, the only mall nearest to our apartment). After having a haircut, I went around window shopping and thought of buying some lingerie hahaha! Not the fancy and barely there underpants but cotton and comfortable bikinis =D There are several stuffs on sale, and I gave in to Victoria's Secret!!! (Sorry couldn't help being a girl!)

I thought I spent enough already so I headed home and the weather was absolutely wonderful!!! Still sunny at 7:00PM and not chilly at all, at last I can feel summer is already here! I enjoyed my walk from Fourth Avenue to 17th St... and I was home tired but happy =D

Had a haircut today, wish it was a bit shorter though! =D

Ah, life!

My life, my present

"Forget about the past, it's already gone...don't worry about the future,
for it may never come..."

I've always believed that life should be enjoyed to the fullest. And that worrying should be avoided as much as possible! Therefore, I try to enjoy what I have and worry only when something goes wrong (this way I don't get panic attacks). I try to learn from my past mistakes and forget the awful events that happened. I cherish the "moments" that I have had...with family, friends, neighbors, classmates, officemates, and colleagues.

"The past is history, tomorrow's a mystery, and this moment is a gift!"

And that I should be thankful for everything I have, and not take it for granted. That despite being far away from home, I am with the love of my life. I have all the time in the world. I can afford to stay at home and wake up late. I can either sleep or watch TV, work out or read a book, window shop or just chill, and most of all everything is well provided for. Although I wish that at some point I can either get a job I can make a career of or establish a business I can be proud of.

I'm not a cheerful bee most of the times, but I try to. And when it's difficult to smile, I cry and pray for better days. Looking back, I wish I did some things differently but it will just make me sad. So instead, I hope for a marvelous surprise in the near future. Hoping to achieve what I've always wanted - BLISS! Now, who doesn't want that?

Discover bellydancing with me!

Bellydancing My Boredom

I just bought "Discover Bellydance" from the bookstore. Hahaha! I'm thinking of learning the basics of this sensual and mystic dance. To what purpose, I really don't know =P I do not intend to become an exotic bellydancer myself. Well perhaps for my husband, why not?

This seems to be a whole lot of fun, stupifying myself while following the dance steps. Isolating movements from the arms, to the belly, hips and legs hopefully will keep me energized (and thus, less bored). I wonder though if it will make me a hottie like those bellydancers! Brrr! That I have to find out, huh!

Anyway, talking about the belly I found this book Belly Laughs extremely entertaining, hilarious, and informative! It's written by Jenny McCarthy, a former MTV host, who talked about the perils and joys of being pregnant for the first time. It's a whole new perspective for new moms out there. Nope, I didn't buy it because I can just read it leisurely inside the bookstore! Hehehe!!! And I intend to finish the rest of the chapters the next time I stop to visit.

Why was I reading the book? Oh well, I always welcome new information and insights. It keeps me armoured for the future battle I have yet to conquer. Sooner or later...oh you will know!

Cyber Overdose

I'm having a pulsating headache right now, and yet I'm still online! I thought I was having migraines or sinusitis due to the temperature changes here, or was because I overslept today...

To reckon, I was up all night the other day because I was ultimately high and restless, and got myself busy chatting (my friends are usually online around this ungodly hour due to our time difference...actually reminds me how pathetic I am now without friends here in San Diego up until now!!!) Explaining why I was in bed the whole day long afterwards. I guess I'm lucky to have this luxury huh? But please missing your sleeping time actually disrupts everything that is normal. I noticed I'm too lethargic to do anything. And then headaches like this...

I wish I'd be up earlier and enjoy the summer breeze. Window shop, stroll at the park, watch a movie, etc. Just about anything under the sun will do. Afterall, it's a weekend!

So, goodnight (",)

I couldn't wait to see my longtime/forever friends from high school who are now based here in the US! By the end of August, we will have our Science High School Batch '93 grand reunion - Vegas version!! Hehehehe! Viva Las Vegas =D

A week after that, which is Labor Day weekend, Mark & I together with my dearest friend Lynette and her family will be spending fun-time at Disneyland!!!

And I'm not going home to San Diego just yet after my Disney trip. I will be heading to Indianapolis this September and stay there for a week!!! yey!! Nette, thanks for sponsoring my airfare haha! Let's go to London next time =P

And on Halloween, Mark promised that he'll take me to Northern California. Wander around his beloved Stanford, and meet friends around the San Francisco Bay area.

Isn't this exciting??? Santa, I wonder what's in store for Christmas... hmmm!!!

Good Morning Sunshine

"June gloom in July?!", that's what the weatherman says...

I woke up on a cloudy morning today lazily preparing my husband's breakfast, a quick cereal, just before he left for work. I was hoping to fix him my homemade pancakes but he doesn't have time to waste anymore. It's already an achievement for me to be running around the house before noon.

I do hate seeing Mark leave me because I don't want to be left alone in the house. After the long weekend (that was Independence Day), I was somehow used to being with him all the time. So I had to figure out activities that will occupy my often "idle" mind before my "craziness" kicks in.

I intended to work out before lunchtime, rest, shower, lunch, perhaps a nap, do the laundry, clean, fix dinner, and bake a cake. However, I was hooked with early morning shows and dozed off. I woke up way past lunchtime with the idiot box still on (running my supposedly favorite soap). My hungry stomach needed nourishment so I hurriedly heated leftovers.

I was full and felt rested (more than rested), and thought of doing something worthwhile for the rest of the afternoon. I did some dusting and tidying. I was actually hoping to work my butts off in the gym downstairs but I ended up doing my own stretching, jogging, and jumping in our little apartment. It's because I prefer working out alone and there were two guys in the tiny gym.

The thirty minute workout was rejuvenating! Now it's way past midnight and I'm still up, still high!

(Looks like I'm going to spend the rest of the day sleeping now...)

Not your typical engagement ring

The Night I Said Yes

A year ago Mark asked me to marry him. It was a night to remember... we were in Lamma Island, Hong Kong on a starry night with the sea breeze serenading us. I was in cloud nine that very moment - tingles in my spine, butterflies in my stomach - felt like the very first time we kissed!

That was the night I agreed to marry my longtime boyfriend. Our wedding date actually marked our tenth anniversary as sweethearts! I can't help but feel nostalgic about...still excites me as if it just happened.

When I said yes a whole new world opened up for me and it's just marvelous!

P.S. I just learned that a dear friend of mine proposed to his lovely girl!!! Can't wait to get that wedding invitation =D

Vanity Kit

I usually have my nails done weekly, have my facials monthly, and haircut whenever I feel like it. I also get full body massages once in awhile...hmm I really indulge myself with these treats!

When I'm blue I find myself "consoled" when in the spa or a salon. Some friends can relate to that "need" while some could never understand. When I'm stressed out in the office, I check myself in my own little cocoon called the ladies room paint myself a cheerful face with make-up.

Oooh make-up!!! But actually, I'd rather put it on someone else than to myself. I prefer stocking up on the newest lip gloss, lipstick, eyeshadows, mascara, eyeliners, highlighters, blusher, tints and stains, etc.

Now, it's all wishful thinking...I can't afford going to the salon much more a spa. I need to earn my own $$$ to splurge on my "wants". When married vanity takes a backseat unless you want to feed your family with make-up and nail polish. But it doesn't mean you let yourself go and look like a hag.

Migraines

I got exhausted in my effort to achieve a "good wife" status... I hoped to become superwoman in one afternoon doing several chores at a time. The price I pay for slacking most of the time =P

"I got to do the laundry which was mile high and clean the house (I noticed the dust grazing over our stuffs already)... plus I need to make dinner before my husband gets home..."

My head started to buzz soon after spraying carpet deodorizer all over the room. Plus the lack of ventilation in the laundry triggered my migraine. It was all these factors not to mention several sleepless nights spent online - making blogs and chatting....

After dinner, I decided to turn in earlier than usual. I cried over the pain, I cannot stand the noise and lights around the room. Thank God for having a husband! I slept soundly and felt great waking up early in the morning =)

Meet Shamu in Seaworld here in San Diego. I can't wait to go back and enjoy their newest ride - Journey to Atlantis!!! I promise to post more pictures soon =)

This is the famous South Beach in Miami, Florida. It would somehow remind you of Boracay, however it is not a long stretch of isle. South Beach boasts of its art deco architectural designs (colorful buildings), trendy bars and restaurants, and bikini beach bums. It represents a successful integration of natural and built environment. A beach amidst the urban sprawl!

Welcome to San Diego!

One Lazy Sunday

Sundays are most special when spent with your family. Waking up with a premenstrual cramp just spoils the mood. But with my husband bringing me a bowl of cornflakes and milk for brunch I realized it was just perfect.

After eating I tried to get some sleep again hoping to soothe the cramps away. My already famished husband, not fed with proper lunch, waited until I woke up so we can grab something to eat. I lazily prepared myself so we could go and spend the rest of the Sunday.

I decided to eat at Hard Rock and have my twisted mac and cheese (with grilled chicken breast) while my beloved devoured his open faced sirloin with all his might! We were surprised that he can actually finish up an American-sized serving these days, not to mention he helps me with my share as well. Oh God!!! He has stretched his stomach pit. The next thing I know he would need a new set of clothes. Oh well, I guess it's about time =)

So after a leisurely late lunch we strolled along the windy (homeless infested) downtown alleys to catch an afternoon mass. It actually felt great to walk with much ease and comfort because this time we aren't late!!! Yey! Typically we rush our butts off and arrive during the sermon (or even much later)...

After all the spoiling (I have had all week long) I gave in to my husband's all time favorite luxury -- BOOKS! So we walked for about eight blocks to be at Borders (a bookstore similar to Powerbooks) to just chill. I would have actually chosen to stay in a mall and window shop or perhaps really shop. But then slacking at the bookstore's couch and read was more relaxing. Before heading home, we decided to check out their own cafe had coffee and cinnamon roll. Another filling adventure!

At 800PM the sun still shining we were homebound...

Baking the Bun

Some dear friends are expecting a visit from the stork anytime soon. I couldn't help but feel excited for them. I obviously would not know yet the thrill of anticipating a bundle of joy after nine months. I am just jealous!

I thought it would be great to become a mother at 24. Young and vibrant, vulnerable and sweet. However, things were not ready for me yet or was it the other way around? So while I waited I savoured my "moments" being on my own. As mentioned before "I was young, carefree, in love and mad!".

I went to Hong Kong for my graduate studies. Met new friends, learned different cultures, uttered a few foreign words, enjoyed the whole experience. And right before finishing it, I got engaged. Woh! The long winded relationship came to its conclusion/commencement, the altar, last December 19, 2003.

"Finally!" EVERYONE cheered when I tied the knot with my one and only LOVE! And finally, I'd see EVERYONE mouths shut - no more "So when are you getting married?" questions. I thought so too...now, EVERYONE pesters me with "so are you pregnant already?"!!! Give me a BREAK!!!

I guess it is a Filipino culture to expect a baby soon after the wedding (sometimes a little too soon hehehe!!!). Wham! Honeymoon was successful and productive... but it ain't for me. I still feel the need to enjoy my "moments" with my husband. Afterall, I guess we deserve to have some time for each other considering all those years we've spent apart.

Truth to tell, I find it a bit rude for someone to pry regarding that matter. I'd say it is better if we leave couples alone, let them be. For all we know, they may have their own reasons not having one just yet (and for what it's worth they need not tell you!).

Right now, I am preparing my oven so it becomes perfect enough for my little bun!

P.S. I adore babies so much. At some point, I was scared I may be barren but let's wait and see okay? Promise, I'll keep you posted.

My Beautiful Mind

The blank space gives me consolation. I have nothing to stare at and yet it stirs up my imagination. I feel the need to just do this to be sane in my life. Perhaps it is what you call introspection, prayer, or meditation. Most often these thoughts would transport me to another place and time.

Yes, I can very well control my imagined world. It is a less expensive getaway from reality. Ages before being married, I imagined a million and one scenarios of how my wedding would look like to how my routine will be once I am a wife. Now that I am in that state, I find myself imagining what it is like to be a mother. I guess that is how I project myself in the future. And yes, I end up fulfilling most of my imagined life. Is this what you call self-fulfilling prophecy?

Anyway, I can also control my mind even when I'm dreaming. Weird but true. If I find myself being chased by a snake I end up realizing it cannot be at all real, so the snake stops crawling and disappears. Once I'd wake myself up in the middle of the dream I literally can go back to sleep and continue whatever I am dreaming of, especially if it is as fantastic as being a princess in far away land.

There more odd things to tell about my so called mind. A fact proving we have only used a minimal portion of what we call the brain. I think that if I am powerful enough I can theorize like Einstein or even predict the future like Nostradamus.

Hopefully it will fulfill my wishful thinking of becoming the wealthiest person on earth haha!

Thai & Spices

Food is a favorite pre-occupation of a premenstrual soul. Yesterday I could not stop thinking about Snickers and today I just had one while watching "brain numbing" TV shows. I could not even write about anything else other than food.

Well anyway, I had Thai for dinner earlier (actually had Thai for the entire weekend also) and had my fill! To my friends who are coming over to visit me here in San Diego for sure we'll have Thai among others. It has been a hunt for me and my husband since we got here, we both love Thai food, and discovering two restos within our downtown stroll is so rewarding I must say!

The spices combined gives a different tingle to my Asian palate - the taste I somehow crave and long for quite some time already. A few months ago I could not even digest American food. Although, I realized I like the sirloin steak in Hard Rock hehehe!!! But then again, Thai rocks!

I recall my one week visit to Bangkok. I gained quite a few pounds devouring tom yam, spring rolls, lemon grass chicken, and other dishes which I cannot spell... It is just weird to see the tiniest eatery serving Thai (of course, moron I am in Thailand afterall!!!)... I had all the chili and spice in a cheap price (yohoo! I can rhyme...) I now miss the Thai Chicken Flame I had, wished I had it boxed... actually I left the bag =(

My Sweet Tooth =P

I prefer to have my dessert before an entree. I usually eat tiny meals to make room for my sweet cravings. Life would never be the same without sugar. What more can I say?

I haven't made/baked anything for this week, I have to go and buy eggs. I usually stock up on baking ingredients so I can whip up a leche flan or bake some goodies. Truth to tell, I only eat full meal during dinner time with my husband. When I am alone, I wake up at noontime and my stomach isn't ready for a proper meal yet so I snack on cakes or my favorite peanut butter/jelly sandwich!!!! Sometimes bananas and yoghurt fills me up already. But then again, I could never be filled without my sugar fix.

At some point, I got addicted with mouth watering cinnamon rolls (I discovered in Horton Plaza), then it was the Krispy Kreme doughnuts, then Snickers bar, then to ice cream, and back to cinnamon rolls again!!! It's really a sweet delight knowing there is something to munch on after dinner.

Now, I am tempted to go downstairs and grab some Snickers from the vendo machine...somebody stop ME!

I got my California state ID yesterday! Yohoo! Finally, I have a valid US identification card (other than my passport).

Getting married gave me the self identity blues. I ammended my passport so it would bear my married name. I came here on a new name, but no other ID supports that other than my marriage certificate. Somehow, I still could not identify myself with that name. Then I went to San Diego's DMV Office (think: LTO). The lady asked for my family name and I was speechless, for awhile I thought I forgot what it was. Hahahaha!!!

Well now, I got proof that I am a resident here. Therefore, I can go and borrow books from the public library. Yey!

June Gloom =(

Summer is officially here! Oh well, that's what they say. But I still could not bring myself to wear my shorty shorts and my sleeveless shirts like the girls here do. I can see their goosebumps as they flaunt their freckled skin on a breezy and less than summerly day. I guess San Diego does not have any season at all!

The weather somehow feels the same when I came here on a winter. Ironically, some of those supposedly winter days were a bit warmer than I expected. Anyhow, when the sun is up in San Diego it can really burn you up but your spirits chill with the wind blowing. So, at night time only the chills remain brrr!

I hate wearing bulky clothes. I hate carrying a jacket around. Lesser clothes the better. I just miss wearing my flip flops sans the blue toenails (shivering). I love the sun and hate the gloom and gray.

Happy Father's Day Pa!

Last year, were the last moments I spent with Papa. I remembered calling him on his birthday and father's day, and the only thing he can say is his shy "thank you" and "I'm fine!", then he goes "here's your Mama..."

I never really had a conversation with Papa as far as I can remember. He was always distant since I was always my Mama's girl. But I fondly recall how Papa used to play with me as soon as he gets home from the office. How he spoils me with a glass of milk every night before bedtime. Most often he does all the my household assignments so I can study or so. He had his own ways of being affectionate.

When, I came back from Hong Kong last August the complications brought about his brain tumour has affected his daily routine. He threw up most of the times and became incontinent, could not walk nor sit straight. Somehow he could not control himself any longer. He started babbling about different things, recalling past friends and activities, at times he would not recognize us or his friends. You would think he is suffering from Alzheimer's or purely senility at fifty six. His speech was slurred and his eyesight blurred. He was deterioriating.

Somehow, it was a blessing that I was always home - a fresh graduate and no full time job. He became my priority above other errands. Before leaving the house for meetings (preparing my wedding and doing freelance consultancy) I made sure he had breakfast and lunch, had his shower, changed his diapers and took his medications. I had to leave instructions to the caretaker as if a mother to a babysitter.

Everytime I'd leave him, he holds my hand oh so tight like a child clinging on to his parent right before leaving for work. Yes, he became our baby... He quietly sits in his chair, watching TV while everybody does their own thing. He doesn't complain, just sits there and smile. That I miss, greeting me everytime I'd come home.

Imagine the torture I went through when I was on my way back home last March? When he died, it was the worst day so far for me. Nothing comes close to losing a parent. I cannot even bring myself to look at his remains. I wanted to remember how he smiled everytime I arrived. That grin, even without saying a word gives the warmth of home. It was a sad homecoming indeed because the last time I saw him was my wedding day. He gave all his strength to see me walk down the aisle that day. I thought he'd still live the day to see his future grandkids. I was too optimistic.

Somehow, I feel guilty for having been an indifferent daughter at some point. I just hope that he died happy and loved. Happy Father's Day Pa! (",)

My friends in Cebu are going out tomorrow night, they are going to meet the new boyfriend of one of our dear friend. Too bad I'll miss it... we have waited so long for her to be dating hmmmmm! I wonder how he looks like...

Dinners with friends were usually delights to a very hectic or an uneventful week. Those were the therapeutic sessions you don't get from any shrink. Mostly, anything goes on during the dinner conversations... from the latest fashion trend to the ugliest toenail you ever saw... it also covers the tales and myths of relationships to sex positions and techniques... you share only to your girlfriends.

In my lonesome, while Mark goes to work (hunt for us), I the helpmate would often imagine how fun it must be to have friends close by. I wish I had a gym buddy, a shopping mate, and a salon/spa date. It's pathetic that after all these months, I have never made friends. To those who know me well, it is a statistic. I usually make friends easily in strange new places. I have made quite a handful in all my stopovers in this so-called journey, from high school to college, to different offices/workplaces, and graduate school.

Now, I guess I'll just have to make do with the oh so infrequent get togethers with Mark's interesting officemates (no, they aren't his friends!), that includes his boss and colleagues. I have to get used to the "lets-make-this-exciting" parties, the boring conversations and often forced giggles.

The absence of warmth here makes me very homesick. I live in an urban jungle, I wonder if this is at all different when you live in suburbia. I miss knowing my neighbors, having my mother and siblings around, I miss Cebu!!

between slacking and hitting the treadmill

There was an earthquake yesterday here in Southern California, June 15 at around 3:00 PM and hit the 5.2 scale. I guess it wasn't that bad after all there were no tsunami alerts whatsoever. Funny thing, I never noticed the quake though...I was on the treadmill while watching some hiphop MTV. I just noticed the door shaking but thought some kids may just be goofing around the hallway outside the gym room.

Why was I on the treadmill? When my days mostly are spent lying down while watching my favorite soap operas...hmmm! Well, I thought to myself that it would be better if I start doing something before my ass gets rusty! After six months of being in the United States, I actually miss sweating out... the dry weather sucks out all the moisture in me. So, I try to brisk walk, run, brisk walk until I'm drenched with sweat! Whew!!! I truly miss the kicks right after an exercise. I should do it more often.

No, I am not trying to lose weight but I am hoping to lose a little chub around my waistline. How come having a flat tummy has been elusive to me? I hope I achieve that goal before even hoping to get pregnant. Haha! Another blog that is...

Love, look at the two of us!

"look at the two of us, strangers in many ways...we have a lifetime to share...so much to say..." (I hope you are familiar with Carpenters' songs)

Mark likes what I hate, hates what I like and vice versa and we wonder what made us this far huh!? Everytime we choose and decide on certain things it never ceases to amaze us that somehow we are not that compatible.

He likes pets and I don't want to have any of those around the house, well maybe an aquarium will do (that I can compromise). I love to clean up the house and he goes around messing it up! Phew! He hates strawberries but I love it so much... yum! I hate it when it rains while my husband rejoices with it. He is a cheapskate and I am a known spendthrift! hahaha!!! I think you now get the drift, right?

But despite that, we have learned to get along and deal with each others' idiosyncrasies. We share the same passion towards family, life and love (lust as well, do I really need to mention that now?). We have managed to stay as a couple for over a decade regardless of the times we spent away from each other.

There is so much to say but no words can perfectly describe the roller coaster ride you enjoy once you are in a relationship with a fellow eccentric person. The thing called marriage magnifies your differences a thousand times and highlights the million reasons why you fell in love with each other in the first place.

Hence, I recommend marriage to the brave hearts! When in doubt, don't do it!!!

Tonight, I Will Be Miss Saigon!!!

"You are sunlight and I moon...midnight and high noon...we have been blessed, you and I!..." More than a decade ago, these tunes were familiar as ocho-ocho and the macarena. Proud Filipinos could never get enough of the Miss Saigon Fever! No need to explain why...

And then last Saturday, Mark and I watched the musical for the very first time!!! It was a bit nostalgic...the songs transported me back to my high school days...the good old days when everything was just pure fun!!! A funny thought though since Mark and I met in Science High =)

The tragic love story of Kim and Chris, reminded me of the ordeal I went through with my long distance relationship with my husband before we got married. "I still believe...you will return..." while I waited for Mark to visit me...it went on for about ten years. However, I am hoping I'll have a different ending... Kim killed herself.

Now, very much married... I want to sing and dance to... "see my bikini, it's just the right size.. don't you enjoy it, as it climbs to my thighs!?..." (Mark, you watching?)

I barely get enough sleep at night because Mark snores (sometimes) and he sleeptalks a lot! Need I say more??? Hehehe!

Oh well, let us just say that after he hits the sack for about an hour -- he then goes into his deep sleep mode...he starts babbling whatever, talks to me as if he is awake, gets up and makes a weird conversation, at times he screams!!! After his rants, then goes "the snore"...

Tell me, the lightsleeper, how can I sleep soundly??? Hayyylp! Tossing and turning wouldn't help, so I go online and blog hahaha! After sometime I'd get sleepy somehow but it's way too late already. Good enough I don't have an eight-to-five job hehehe!!! Unfortunately, Mark ends up not having his breakfast because his supposedly dutiful wife is still in dreamland. Whoopsie =)

An Indifferent Hello

I walk into an elevator and this stranger says hi and asks how my day was... good and thanks for asking... I was about to leave and the same stranger wishes me to have an enjoyable evening. What is wrong with this picture? Oh well, the person was a stranger obviously. I know that stranger couldn't care less as to how my life was and how it will become.

I walk into a restaurant with my husband, we were waiting to be seated. Another stranger, this time, a server/waiter, asked us how we were...must be customer service... this should be a nice place! We then ordered, the food was served, it was good!!! That server/waiter dropped every oh so often just to ask how everything was... oh God leave us so we can enjoy the food!!! Are they that desperate to have TIPS?

After a lovely night, we hailed a cab... and you guess it right, the driver asked us how we were... oh my is this a city policy in San Diego? Anyway, after all the "howyadoin" and etc. we arrived at our home sweet home apartment, gave the taxi driver some TIPS and he goes on wishing us "have a good evening!"....hmmm odd!

(Am thinking of making a sequel...)

A pre-menstrual wife should stay away from his stressed out husband. When he comes home, tired from work, the last thing he'd need is a neurotic wife. I guess being a woman has the "hormones" for an excuse, but sometimes it can be a bit too much. When the woman is pre-menstrual, she acts like a crazy animal waiting to be tamed and petted... she gets psychotic when she isn't given credit or appreciation...she gets nasty when she doesn't gets what she wants, she gets paranoid when she doesn't get any attention at all! And lastly, she gets oh so dramatic just about anything (it will make you sick).

Being a new wife, with a new name in a new place, with a new life actually made me more than a sick pre-menstrual woman. Imagine what hell my husband went through when he was busy with work overload and exam reviews! It's true, what they say, that an idle mind is surely a playpen of the devil. I realized our beautiful minds could create wonderful yet weird imaginations... I do not advise idleness to the weak of heart! Hahahahaha!

So now, I have to busy myself with productive activities in order to stimulate my once brilliant self =D I'd say planning a travel is motivating enough, budgeting for the household is more than challenging, and spending time with my husband is a pleasurable duty I must say!

On to our sixth month of marriage, Mark and I are back on honeymoon ville!!!

domesticated at last...

My friend Jan introduced me to this blogging "thingee"... I'd say it's a perfect way of sharing one's thoughts with friends and family.

Everyone knows I am now based in San Diego, California with my dear husband Mark. Not so long ago, I was stressing myself with my dissertation, wedding preparations, and a lot more. I was on my own, independent, carefree, in love and mad!!! I had a bunch of friends to go out with, party and enjoy.

Now, I sit at home alone watching soaps while I wait for my husband. He works just a few minutes from the apartment. Sometimes, when not lazy, I find myself doing chores... and then I realize I am domesticated at last!