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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
i've been tagged!
What 5 Things do you miss about your childhood? But first, the rules to this meme game: Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump every one up one place. Add your blog's name in the #5 spot; link to each of the other blogs for the desired cross pollination effect. 1. Tales From My Tiny Kingdom 2. Busy Mom 3. Tale of a baby Human 4. Mrs. Flinger 5. Me and Mine Next: select new friends to add to the pollen count. (No one is obligated to participate--forgive me if you've already done it and I haven't seen it yet.) 1. Mika 2. Pazette 3. Lucinda 4. Toni 5. AnP So, here are the five things I miss: 1) having a tax free pay day aka allowance Gone are the days were all I had to do was hold out my hand and a coin or two (during my time) would be dropped into my open palm. With it a candy or nick nack "shopping spree". Nowadays, I get my tax-deducted paycheck knowing I have my bills waiting to devour it up. 2) lazy afternoons I miss the good ole days where I had the whole day to myself. I usually spent it reading a book. I'd settle in my bed and lose myself in it whether it was a mystery, a romance or an action filled paperback. Now I don't had time or even the frame of mind to sit back and concentrate on reading a book. It seems that my mind won't settle down to relax and read a couple chapters of a chick lit. 3) licking the spoon or bowl after making a batch of brownies My mom would bake brownies now and then when we were little. All four of us would eagerly wait for her to finish so we could lick the bowl and mixing spoon. We had dibs who would get the spoon and being the eldest it was usually me, naturally ;) My three siblings would share the mixing bowl and "scrape" the bowl with their fingers, licking the frosting with gusto. I made a batch of brownies myself one time and licked the spoon and scraped the bowl clean. It wasn't as much fun. 4) writing letters by hand I remember writing back-to-back paged letters to my grandma when I was younger. I would tell her my gripes about my brother, my grades in school and whatever I felt like telling her. I would enjoy writing these long letters by hand. Now the pen feels strange in my hand if I have to copy down some text or write down even just a paragraph. Email has taken over letter writing so much that it feels weird to just sit down and write. Pens now are just for list making. 5) summer vacations Who wouldn't miss those two months in a year where you could do whatever you wanted? No tests, no homework, no studying. Playing, biking, swimming and, if we were lucky, an out of town getaway. I got my first job a few months after graduating college. I was so used to having weeks off during the year, that when those months came along, it was a wake up call on my part to realize this is the real world. No more free vacations. Tuesday, June 28, 2005
one thing i know for sure
you know those places in the mall where they take sepia-tone photos of your kid in vintage-type clothing?hubby and i always say "No thanks" coz this we know for sure: a) she won't wear the hat b) she'll constantly tug at the dress c) she won't sit down by herself and d) she won't smile for the camera. she GLARES at it. ----- sidenote: something's up with haloscan. the number of comments i receive don't update even when i refresh my page. because of this i didn't know i've been getting new comments on particular posts. strange. Wednesday, June 22, 2005
at clara's pace...
don't you just hate it when other moms take it upon themselves to point out what you should do with your own kid?it's like a contest wherein whose kid has more toys, is smarter or develops ahead of everyone else. when did it be such a competition? don't they know that all kids are different? ya, sometimes i do compare my kid with others but i don't put the other kid down just because he/she is different from mine. what makes the other mom feel that she is such an expert just because she has a more progressed kid? it just pisses me off (pardon my french) because it makes me doubt my own progress as a mother. i know i'm doing ok with clara. and just because i don't stimulate her 24/7 doesn't mean i'm a bad mom. just because i don't babyproof every single cabinet in the house doesn't mean i'm neglecting my responsibility to keep her out of danger. i do things differently. i don't have a calendar to see if she is progressing according to her age group. if she walked earlier than those of her age group, then fine. good for her. if she should have n number of words in her vocalbulary by this time but doesn't, then fine. that's ok. it'll worry me from time to time but as long as i see her progressing, i won't stress out about it. if some things need adjusting, then i adjust accordingly. i don't want to be sucked into the world of competition with other babes coz i know it will stress me out and hinder my judgement and common sense when dealing with clara. Tuesday, June 21, 2005
i'm loving my voice right now
i really do. though it hurts my throat sometimes when i talk, it's a nice change from my high pitched childlike voice i was born with. it's got a thrill to it, too. it's of the "now hear it, now you don't" variety of sore throat. quite a challenge being understood when you are answering the phone or trying to tell a story... but i still love it... it sucks coz i only have this nice bedroom voice when i have a cold and that means i am contagious.... that i don't love :( Wednesday, June 15, 2005
one evening of fun = one sleep deprived family
***i'm writing this with half closed eyes as i struggle to stay awake...at work***Clara likes to "help" her dad when he is washing the cars. Usually Daddy does this in the early evening when the sun is setting. Last weekend however he started late at night... late meaning around 9PM! It wasn't such a bad idea at first. The night air was cool and no sun burning on you. Clara spied her dad washing his car and insisted on helping out. I thought it would be ok as long as she had a hat on so she won't get "hamog" (night air). So off she went with a wet rag in her hand to wash daddy's car. When I walked out I noticed the night air was chillier than expected and coupled with the fact that Clara's clothes were getting wetter everytime she would squeeze water from the rag she was holding, I bet it was colder for her. I tried to get her back in the house to change her clothes but she was determined to finish only when her daddy was done. I thought she would be ok since she has been pretty resilient to colds and fever in the past so I let her play a little bit more. After about 10 minutes I coaxed her in the house, changed her into her pajammas and got settled in for bed. At around 12:45 am Clara woke me up and I groggily noticed she was really warm. I thought maybe it was because she had a blanket around her. I was about to doze off when felt something really hot. When I looked it was the bottom of her foot pressed against my arm. I sat up and felt her forehead, her neck, her arms... HOT, HOT, HOT. I scooped her up and looked for the thermometer and got her temp. 100.3 degrees! And so began our week of interrupted sleep. Clara is miserable with fever, runny nose and (I suspect) a sore throat. We're miserable that she's miserable... Care to join us? Friday, June 10, 2005
to the star wars and organic food fans out there
even if you're neither one, check this link out....Storewars.org Wednesday, June 08, 2005
the differences between him and i
he usually eats chicken, salad or pastai normally go straight for the red meat he gets things sparkling when he cleans i just get things into some semblance of order he is more open with his emotions i am the stoic one he is the talker i am the listener he is one who is always busy doing something productive around the house i am the one sitting in front of the tv he is good with numbers i'm not he reads the news i read the comics and lifestyle section he is very opinionated i don't usually care he is the serious one i'm the happy go lucky one we are complete opposites in so many ways. we are not even compatible based on our chinese year signs, astrological signs or even with numerology (if you believe in all that). but somehow we make it work. today marks 12 years of coupledom. ***happy anniversary, vv!!!*** Friday, June 03, 2005
t.g.i.f.
'nuff said.
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