Thought Bubbles...

musings, rantings, and what-have-you, about my own small part of the world, and my 'sometimes' not so-ordinary life...something to read and reflect on, and which hopefully will bring a smile to your face... :)

Monday, May 30, 2005

Blue day

Blue, blue, my world is blue…
Bluer than blue…

Have you ever had one of those days when things don’t seem to be going your way? When there seems to be more problems than the number of hours and minutes in a day? When you just feel sad even for so little reason, or maybe, for no reason at all? *sigh*…

Well, am having one of those days… I guess it started with the early morning rain. And I can’t seem to snap out of it. Can’t wait to go home and be with the kids. Being with them will surely cheer me up. Maybe I should have just stayed at home…

Saturday, May 28, 2005

3 Friends

Long telephone calls, or exchanging text messages, or long email messages (no medium is spared, or didn't u notice?) discussing relationships (current, past, and failed), dissecting and analyzing what went wrong… Doing ala “Queer Eye” with friends suggesting additions to my wardrobe, or my house décor…

And it’s official… I am the “Grace” to 3 “Wills”. Well, 4 actually if you count my “Will” in China now. (You know who you are…) ;->

Need I elaborate? :)

Friday, May 27, 2005

639169077187 / 639104601474

You’re probably wondering what those cellphone numbers are for. No, they’re not mine. Here’s the story:

Last night, I was fast asleep when I heard my cellphone ring. Was still kinda half-asleep when I reached for the phone and sleepy as I was, I answered with “Good afternoon”. But I missed the call. Not less than 10 seconds later, my cellphone rang again and this time I was able to answer, but no reply from the other end. Still thinking it was people I knew, I sent both numbers a text message, “Why the missed call? Who is this please”? Well, I shouldn’t have bothered coz there was no reply.

It was past 12 midnight! Now I’m the type of person who answers the phone even at ungodly hours because I figure it could be an emergency. Like who in his right mind would call if it wasn’t an emergency, right? I actually don’t know of any of my friends who would call me at that hour! Well, I don’t know, but I felt it was really a prank and I was steamed! I was in a middle of a restful slumber and these ‘people’ bothered me. And if it was a wrong number, the least they could have done was reply to my text and say, “I’m sorry, I misdialed and got your number instead”. Or a simple "Sorry, wrong number!" would actually have been enough. But no! I had difficulty getting back to sleep after that, and I’m still mad!

So I figure since these people were so “nice” to me, I can do them a favor, too. No, I’m not going to waste my money by sending them a message again and trying to find out who they are, or who they got my number from. For me, it’s enough that I post on my blog that I’m on the lookout for the owners of these cell numbers. And to whoever it was who gave them my number in the first place, I hope that soon you’re awakened at night by the persistent ringing of your cellphone, and that you don’t get to go back to sleep, so then you will know how that feels…

Thursday, May 26, 2005


Ok, i just got a request to post a recipe. This is for you, Pepe! So here goes...

You buy 1 or 2 kilos fresh tahong (mussels) and boil in water with a little salt and at least a cup of water. You'll know the mussels are ready once they've opened up. Those that stay closed are bad and should be thrown out. So once cooked, just drain out the extra water and let it cool.

In a pan, heat a little oil and some margarine or butter. The oil is added just so the butter/margarine won't burn. Once heated, add LOTS of chopped garlic. Toast the garlic, then set aside.

You line the tahong on the open shell, and add the toasted garlic with a "pat" of margarine or butter, then add some shredded cheese. Place in an oven (or oven toaster) and toast for just a few minutes until the cheese melts. Then it's ready to eat! Very easy recipe, and the kids love it! :)

As for the Vietnamese dish, here's how Ben described the dish to our friend, Fiona. In his own words...
"The dish, FIONA, is Orange-hoisin Vietnamese Shrimp Wrap. You grab your big-ass black Tiger prawns (or relatively large shrimps), marinate it in 3 parts hoisin sauce aka "Chinese barbecue sauce" can get this in your friendly neighborhood smelly Chinatown stores) and 2 parts orange marmalade (preferably Smuckers). Set aside and wait 30mins before grilling. Grill (or stove-top grease-pan fry) for 5mins or until caramelized (the trick here is to keep basting the prawns while they're grilling). Now, prepare the wrap. One large Romaine lettuce, lay a good helping of blanched vermicelli, uncooked bean sprouts, top with the grilled prawns (put as many of the suckers as you want), roll it, and dip in mixture of cane vinegar-patis-and water. Voila! Messy Vietnamese Dish. =)"

For more of Ben's writings, check out his blog. He's actually linked to my blog so just click on the link "Ben's Random Musings". Ayan ha, Ben! Plugging... :D

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Friday night “in”

Instead of the usual Friday night “out”, we decided to stay “in”. My house, actually. While I prepared baked tahong, Ben prepared a Vietnamese (?) dish. Romaine lettuce, vermicelli noodles, bean sprouts, prawns (marinated in orange marmalade & hoisin sauce, then grilled). No cooking required, except for the vermicelli and prawns, of course! On top of the romaine lettuce, arrange the vermicelli, bean sprouts, and prawns, roll, then voila! It’s ready to eat. Kinda messy, but quite tasty. Kudos to the chef. :)

After dinner, got comfy on the sofa, turned on the dvd, and popped in “Chicago”. Loved it! Catherine Zeta-Jones was fantastic! As in, I was in awe… didn’t realize she could sing, let alone, dance! So it was really a revelation to watch her. Same with Richard Gere! Queen Latifah was not a surprise since I knew even before she could really sing. But Renee Zellwegger? Whoa! What a stellar cast! So now, “Chicago” is definitely part of my favorite movies list. Loved all the songs, too, so am bent on getting a copy of the soundtrack. (Paging Ben! ;->) POP SIX SQUISH UH-HUH CICERO LIPSCHITZ…DA GUN DA GUN DA GUN… :D

Friday, May 20, 2005

Terse verse

A friend sent me this sms (text message):

To all you (us?) innocent victims of Cupid, this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is bad enough, but to let a kiss fool you is worse.”


Sunday, May 15, 2005

Scorching summer

Summer, summer, summer… Though we had the first rain of May a few days ago, the heat is just not letting on! Yesterday we were hit with a high of 37 degrees Celsius. Terribly hot! Getting sure the kids get plenty of water to drink. Stocked up on lots of fruits, too! Watermelon, mangoes, bananas, papaya – everything the kids love to eat. Right now, they’re playing outside with a Frisbee. I can hear the kids’ laughs from here. :D

And what else has been keeping me busy during weekends? What would be the perfect hobby this summer? Gardening! Yup, I can officially say I am a domesticated animal. Hahaha! :D Actually, did some gardening a few months back, but for the life of me, after some initial growth, the plant died. The yaya took the blame, “mainit daw ang kamay nya" which I think is supposed to mean that she doesn’t have a green thumb. How difficult is it to water plants anyway?!?! Aaargh!

Already, we have fortune plants, Chinese bamboo, ground orchid, veggies like alugbati, malunggay, and a lot of other plants I don’t know the names of. A lot of plants in our garden now are actually plants my Mom planted years ago before leaving for the US.

Last weekend, I planted a lot of herbs. Got the seeds from my Mom. Basil, dill, cilantro, oregano, thyme, and rosemary. Then also seeds of fruits and veggies which we collected -- papaya, watermelon, kalamansi, tomato, and bell pepper. Really want an herb and vegetable garden, instead of just plants for decoration. Hoping they’ll all live and grow and prove to all and sundry that I do have a green thumb. :)

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Social nights (and days)

Just got home from a whole day of “lakwatcha” with Ben. Met mid-morning and went to Baywalk supposedly to watch Dan and cheer him on during the dragonboat rowing competitions, of the “4th Summer Sea Sports” at Manila Bay. I say “supposedly” coz when we got there, Dan was nowhere to be found! Turns out his team competed earlier and when we arrived, he was already on his way to another appointment. Hay naku! So what to do next? Had to escape the scorching summer heat, so proceeded to our favorite mall and watched “In Good Company”. But not before snacking on my favorite Ice Monster treat, Strawberry Ice. Yum yum…

Anyway, the movie was pretty good, not the usual “boy gets girl” romantic, happy ending, but still generally a “feel good” movie. Our favorite line from the movie? When Carter (Topher Grace) asks Dan (Dennis Quaid) the secret of a long, happy marriage, Dan replies, “It’s a matter of finding someone you’d like to spend time in a foxhole with. Then when you’re out of the foxhole, making sure you keep your dick in your pants”. Makes sense. :)

After the movie, had a hearty meal at a Greek restaurant. Had hummus, pita bread, gyro sandwich (shawarma) and pasta with salmon & asparagus. Heavenly! Gosh, still feel so full from that binge. (Burp! 'scuse me...)

Thinking about it now, our bingeing started last night. Yesterday, suddenly had a whim to go out with friends so after a few sms messages between us, met after work for dinner at Italianni’s. Eat to death! Imagine, big bowls of pasta and salad, all the bread we could eat, all the dalandan juice we could drink, and a huge slice of chocolate cake to end that meal. :) All of us feeling bloated from that definitely heavy meal, we all plodded towards finding a cup of coffee. But a few more minutes, and instead of coffee, we were poring/pouring over drinks. A strawberry crush for me, please. :)

Eating for Filipinos is really a social activity. Just with my friends, it seems that our get-togethers are never complete unless we have a meal (or two!) to share. I can’t decide whether the food is better with friends, or being with friends is better with food! Anyhoo, it’s both true! :D

Oops, got to scoot! Attending the 6:00 p.m. mass with Paolo.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Gains :)

Just got home from another exciting Toastmasters meeting. Still kinda psyched!

Missed a kickboxing class, but not too bummed about it. Why? Mainly because last week, I had a kickboxing class all to myself! Meaning? I was the only student! So imagine, for 1 ½ hours, the instructor focused our stretching on my problem area (abs). Gosh, my tummy / waist hurts now just thinking about all the exercises we did last week. Aargh…

But then, this morning when I put on my belt, I was sooo surprised that I could place it one notch tighter than before. Wow! That felt really good, and made me realize that all my effort at getting fit was all worth it. Just have to stick to this, so I’ll hopefully lose a few more inches (not to mention, some extra pounds). This class is definitely worth more than the fee I paid for it. :D

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

The Best Kind of Love

Got this article from one of my yahoogroups, posted by our friend Joval. Read on...

For those of us who already found THE ONE, maybe can pick up a tip or two and for those still searching, KEEP THE FAITH!


The Best Kind of Love
by: Annette Paxman Bowen

I have a friend who is falling in love. She honestly claims the sky is bluer. Mozart moves her to tears. She has lost 15 pounds and looks like a cover girl. "I am young again!" she shouts exuberantly. As my friend raves on about her new love, I've taken a good look at my old one. My husband of almost 20 years, Scott, has gained 15 pounds. Once a marathon runner, he now runs only down hospital halls. His hairline is
receding and his body shows signs of long working hours and too many candy bars. Yet he can still give me a certain look across a restaurant table and I want to ask for the check and head home.

When my friend asked me "What will make this love last?" I ran through all the obvious reasons: commitment, shared interests, unselfishness, physical attraction, and communication.

Yet there's more. We still have fun. Spontaneous good times. Yesterday, after slipping the rubber band off the rolled newspaper, Scott flipped it playfully at me: this led to an all-out war. Last Saturday at the grocery, we split the list and raced each other to see who could make it to the checkout first. Even washing dishes can be a blast. We enjoy simply being together.

And there are surprises.

One time I came home to find a note on the front door that led me to another note, then another, until I reached the walk-in closet. I opened the door to find Scott holding a "pot of gold" (my cooking kettle) and the "treasure" of a gift package. Sometimes I leave him notes on the mirror and little presents under his pillow.

There is understanding.

I understand why he must play basketball with the guys. And he understands why, once a year, I must get away from the house, the kids - and even him - to meet my sisters for a few days of nonstop talking and laughing.

There is sharing.

Not only do we share household worries and parental burdens - we also share ideas. Scott came home from a convention last month and presented me with a thick historical novel. Though he prefers thrillers and science fiction, he had read the novel on the plane. He touched my heart when he explained it was because he wanted to be able to exchange ideas about the book after I'd read it.

There is forgiveness.

When I'm embarrassingly loud and crazy at parties, Scott forgives me. When he confessed losing some of our savings in the stock market, I gave him a hug and said, "It's okay. It's only money."

There is sensitivity.

Last week he walked through the door with that look that tells me it's been a tough day. After he spent some time with the kids, I asked him what happened. He told me about a 60-year old woman that had a stroke. He wept as he recalled the woman's husband standing beside her bed, caressing her hand. How was he going to tell this husband of 40 years that his wife would probably never recover? I shed a few tears myself.

Because of the medical crisis. Because there were still people who have been married 40 years. Because my husband is still moved and concerned after years of hospital rooms and dying patients.

There is faith.

Last Tuesday a friend came over and confessed her fear that her husband is losing his courageous battle with cancer. On Wednesday I went to lunch with a friend who is struggling to reshape her life after divorce. On Thursday a neighbor called to talk about the frightening effects of Alzheimer's disease on her father-in-law's personality. On Friday a childhood friend called long-distance to tell me her father had died. I hung up the phone and thought, This is too much heartache for one week.

Through my tears, as I went out to run some errands, I noticed the boisterous orange blossoms of the gladiolus outside my window. I heard the delighted laughter of my son and his friend as they played. I caught sight of a wedding party emerging from a neighbor's house. The bride, dressed in satin and lace, tossed her bouquet to her cheering friends. That night, I told my husband about these events. We helped each other acknowledge the cycles of life and that the joys counter the sorrows. It was enough to keep us going.

Finally, there is knowing.

I know Scott will throw his laundry just shy of the hamper every night; he'll be late to most appointments and eat the last chocolate in the box. He knows that I sleep with a pillow over my head.

I guess our love lasts because it is comfortable. No, the sky is not bluer: it's just a familiar hue. We don't feel particularly young: we've experienced too much that has contributed to our growth and wisdom, taking its toll on our bodies, and created our memories. I hope we've got what it takes to make our love last. As a bride, I had Scott's wedding band engraved with Robert Browning's line "Grow old along with me!"

We're following those instructions. "If anything is real, the heart will make it plain." There are some people who meet that somebody that they can never stop loving, no matter how hard they try. I wouldn't expect you to understand that, or even believe it, but trust me, there are some love that don't go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we should all be blessed to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever.

Hope you find this kind of love in your life.

1st month

My 1st month at work… and counting… So far, so good. :D

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Mother’s Day

HAPPY MOTHER’s DAY, Mommy! And also to my aunts, cousins, friends… everyone who’s a mom like me!

Got a Mother’s Day story via email a few days ago. Got to remember to post it here coz it was such a sweet story.

Woke up early, attended mass, then off to the mall with the kids. Kids’ request was to play at the amusement center, go to the toy store, and to the bookstore. Had to remind them that it was my day, so eventually, they begrudgingly accompanied me to the stores which I liked. :) Also attended a classical concert at the Shangrila Mall. Want to expose the kids to something different from the usual things they see and watch on tv.

It was a nice day spent at the mall! But gosh, it was sooo hot once we stepped out of the mall! Going to the beach is something we’re all looking forward to doing again soon!

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Posting drought

It’s been a while since I’ve posted, not because I didn’t want to, or didn’t have anything to post about, but because of a very simple problem…our pc at home just can’t seem to connect to the internet. What the heck?! Dunno why… So in the meantime, decided to write whatever, then just post them all once I get a chance.

Want to end this posting "drought"! When was the last time I posted? 2 weeks ago? (Well, not counting that 1-sentence post last May 6.) Ok, update! So here goes…

What’s been keeping me busy? Work, as usual. But after work, twice a week, I have kickboxing classes. Yup! Imagine, one time I went to class, and the back of my thighs were feeling a little “achy”, and after the class, that “achy” feeling was gone. So I actually felt better after the session. Imagine that! Then for one class this past week, I turned out be the only student for the whole 1 ½ hour class! For stretching, we focused on my problem area (abs), then for the first time, had to don protective gear and sparred with the instructor. Had a very intense workout! Grabe, felt so tired after class! But surprisingly, the next day my body didn’t feel sore at all. I guess my body is so used to the stretching exercises I’ve been doing (almost) daily.
Definitely, the benefit of being healthier and thinner are my primary motivators for staying with this class, but got to admit, though i haven't lost weight, my clothes fit a lot better now. So I hope to lose a lot more inches (hopefully!) and get back in shape, enough to fit into my "skinny" jeans. ;->

The kids and I went to a swimming party last May 1, and the kids enjoyed the whole day swimming so it was no surprise that they were ‘bronze’ by days’ end. Then that same night we decided to sleep over at my best friend’s house. It’s been a while, and the kids so enjoy sleeping over at their house as it gives them a chance to play with my friend’s kids. Plus, they get to sleep late! Slumber party not just for the kids but for me and my best friend as well, since we get to chat as long as we want. He he he… :)

Right now it’s late Saturday night, and was all set to go out with two friends for dinner earlier, when I got a text message hours earlier that the dinner wasn’t pushing through. Bummer. Hopefully, we'll get to meet next week. This dinner is long overdue, and definitely, our stories have piled up since it's been months since I went out with this group of friends. Sooo many things to talk about! Haaay... :)

Friday, May 06, 2005


Gosh! How long has it been since I last posted? Aargh...