The Years of …. Let me think….

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Going back to blogging here is quite a small challenge. Well, I think I have to rake again my confidence to write even a simple note.  A courage, should I say.

Blogging I say is just my one way of having some sort of “accountability-partner” to help me commit or maybe put me in to-terms with my everyday moment, AWARE and all FIRED-UP.  That was the purpose I think why I have this blog 6 years back.

But as I reviewed my page now, and saw my stats, its quite too disappointing… to see, what? 1 blog year… haha… not even one last year (well there are 50 drafts beneath it, but that doesnt count, I know)… But here was the time gone… And where was I??

That was the question really… and lots of regrets actually…

Time passed, and I realized, that I somewhat “wasted” (oh such a strong word!) my time for the past ummm 2 years… doing practically things that just keep me by, or shall I say, just cruising and doing things “aimlessly” (ouch again)… I realized that I have not “hooked-up” myself in some grand plan or aspiration. Looking back, I wonder, what did I accomplish? or at least what did I contribute? I forgot, or I just not very interesting even to mention.

Well, bear with me, I will engage myself in lots of mind-exercise to take some memory-recall (and probably, blog it). Aside from recalling (aka doing throwbacks), I will “activate” again my passion-button and live purposefully, or what do you call that? wholeheartedly!

No excuses, no alibis.

Have to be at the moment ALWAYS.

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52Weeks Adventure/Challenge:

Week 1 Blogging… (get that courage and keep the momentum)

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My Next 52 weeks of Adventure… and more..

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My Next 52 week of adventures (and misadventures) begin (again) today.  This day I am going back to my blog and revive again the fire and passion and aim and anchor of my everyday life.  Looking back, I have “justified” the purpose of my blogging as something that it keeps me anchored to my aim and goals and be conscious about my every precious minute spending with and for what truly matters… Lets start again….

Birthday SURPRISE… Ohhh for Me?

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It was a pleasent surprise! A real surprise for my birthday. You got me! You pulled it perfectly… I was clueless! All the plans… And all the secret meetings and conspiracy… The works!

I thought “surprise” parties became a passe for my family, after we pulled the first 2 major parties (my mama in 2010 and my dad in 2011), i thought no one will ever be surprised anymore, or i mean, no one will ever be a good candidate (celebrant) anymore… NOT within my watch… without me as the “director”… I didn’t expect that they will someday plan for me… I thought that they knew well that i don’t like parties if i am the bida.

But they got me! Major surprise! All the people that matters were there… I feel fantastic, i feel ecstatic… Ohh cant describe really.

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Things to do while there’s nothing to do

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Sept 18-21, 2013
2 days bonding moments with BFF-partners (SVS) and 2 days CPA convention

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(Not necessarily in order):

1. Set no schedule, no itinerary…. just bum around
2. Enjoy a massage
3. Update Instagram
4. Read blogs
5. Update 101 in 1001
6. Sleeeeppp zzzzz
7. Watch Aga movie – done
8. Watch Be Careful…
9. Picture picture with celebrities (Bamboo)
10. Update iPhone Apps
11. Cleanup iphone files
12. Plan for date adventure with Papi
13. Plan for bicol with dad
14. Plan for house renovation for mama
15. Calea cake with friends
16. Nightout with PG staff
17. Facial kikay self-session with sisters
18. Chicken bacolod with friends
19. 5 pillow designs
20. Email kuyas
21. Plan for getaway with Family – December
22. Listen to inspirational speakers
23. Scout for a new good author
24. Read Kerygma and God Whisper
25. Read newspaper
26. Update blogs
27. Order easel for Aliya and Mama
28. Scout robotic or art workshop for Lean
29. Visit the Ruins
30. Write 43 things to be thankful for

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52 Weekend Marbles

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Sunday must always be a SUNday, according to the wisdom of my 5-yr-old Aliya! No rain, to grumpy day, but it’s all fun in sun! Well it is supposed to be! But the past weekends were all rainy… and she was quite “disappointed ” that her theory is wrong… But you cannot put a litlle girl down… No one can rain on her parade… That’s why on that one weekend, 3 weeks ago, we played and danced under the downpour of rain, and we enjoyed the flowing ankle-deep flood outside. She invited everyone outside! So the 5 of us were all soaking wet! Anyway, it is a family SUNday! We had fun, and Aliya and I, decided no one and nothing will rain on our SUNdays!

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The weekends doesn’t have to be costly for family to enjoy… a walk to the park, a visit to Dad’s farm, or just playing on a big mat outside the garage.

We did just that yesterday, spreading a big mat on the garage, playing with Aliya and helping Kuya Jolo, designing his skatecycle and had a wonderful chat…

Looking at them, getting bigger and older, actually made me feel “grumpy” a bit…. Jolo said, “well, mum, its the way it is, us getting older…we will not get any younger, will we?” (but how about me? getting “grumpier”?)

Well, let me skip my grumpy thoughts… I have decided that I have to seize these kind of moments, while we are at it, in more vivid and vibrant ways. Weekends has to be “perfect” like this! SUNday! FUNday! Family day!

52 Weekend Marbles will represent just that… Well, 52 representing the 52 weekends in a year. I will start in this exactly 1st day of 2nd half-year. The story of “1000 marbles” I have read longtime ago always lingers in me (yes, it is supposed to be 1000 marbles, from a story of a 50-year-old man who conservatively “calculated” his life until 75… see story here).

So, I have collected just now my marbles, I happened to have a ready 52 marbles that I put in a jar — with another empty jar (for now) for “great” weekends, and a tiny glass for “wasted” ones – which I hope (or I will make sure) that it will remain empty.

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Happy Life Ahead!

Teenage Moment

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(Catch-up post: Feb 2013)

Last night was unplanned. I never intend to eat dinner actually, not that hungry, but since Jolo was having his dinner (seldom I see that), I dined with him. Small talks lead to 2-hr conversation between a mother and a teenage son, who talked about school, friends, girls, dates, kiss and the sacred act 😦 and his take about all of it… (Imagine: son: unashamed, mum: outwardly cool but secretly aghast)… But I’m glad he let me “in” in this stage of his life…

The mother in me wanted to protest and get freaky over some certain stuff but i restrained myself… 🙂 i let him brag about his courting style, his ways of “learning” all these… (he do research and lot of reading, mind you). I have also snippet of info about how he treats girls. I might not call him a total gentleman, but he surely cares about the girls he treats as friends, reminding or warning them of what to act and not to act around boys (like him). At this point, he claimed he considered himself an “informed” kid but not rushing on things (thankfully! wheew!). He likes to be “popular” (he’s quite so in twitter), but despised his other friends who go to the length of being a “social-climber”… This fad about his twitter thing, I feel, is beginning to wane, i know so… He doesn’t stick much on stuff that are just “trending”. He shifts and tries again other stuff, or go back to his most favorites hobbies, like skating, reading, art and music (still a handful).

This boy is not anymore a boy… I have to remind myself… I pray that he retains his values (or any good values I like to think I have taught him)…. I hope I will be there for him or he wants me to be there for him in times of ups and downs…

This is a new phase for the boy… and the mum…

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See Jolo in my early blogs in his early years when he was so innocent and still my “little boy”…. (mom’s still emoting…)
My Boy – 2009
Deciding for High School – 2010