Thursday, December 16, 2010

My little man

It breaks my heart to see my baby grow up so fast. I wish I could just slow down the time and enjoy his sloppy kisses. Sooner or later he wouldn't want to be carried anymore, he wouldn't want me kissing him in public, he'll be going out with friends, go out on a date, move out. Awww... hahaha. I wish babies can be babies forever.












Monday, September 20, 2010

Anyone can cook

Remember Chef Gusteau's book 'Anyone can cook'? Well, apparently, I just proved it to be true.

I never really loved cooking. I am the one who used to wait while the mom cooks and I devour as much as I can. I never really liked the kitchen. At 20, I only know how to fry hotdogs and eggs.

But a lot of things have changed now.

Since we no longer have a household help, I just started learning how to cook real food last week. So expect to see simple dishes just enough to fill the tummies but won't necessarily satisfy the tastebuds. Hahaha

Excuse the food presentation, this is my first time. LOL

Spare Ribs. Good thing it did not turn out bad.

First Chicken Afritada

Fried tilapia escabeche

The verdict: They loved it. I'm starting to love the kitchen now. But I still hate cleaning up though. Ugh.



Saturday, September 11, 2010

Football!


Went to play football with my buddies. it was hella fun! Never thought i'd play again after 5 years.

The first few drills were fine. Jogged about 8 laps and I'm surprised that we're able to surpass it.

But after a few minutes of a small 5-a-side game, we were already panting like mad. hahaha. Need to have that stamina again. >.<

My body's sore, I've got two large bruises and a cut on the knee. weeee! I missed this.

I will definitely play again next week. :)




Thursday, August 5, 2010

I just can't throw a friend away

There's this one book that I have for more than a decade already. I had this since I was in high school.

I remember the day when randomly picked a book from a bookshelf in our school library, filled out my library card, and went home. I opened the book, started reading it, and for seven days it became my sleeping pill. It's a very small book, but it took me a week to finish it because I kept putting it down. And also most of the time, the book would send me to sleep. I did not appreciate it. I was 13 then.

Four years later, we were required to do a book report specifically on that same book. Since everyone was trying to borrow the book from the library, I decided to have my own copy. It was a quick read as some parts of the book is difficult for me to get through. I finished my book report and still, I did not appreciate it.

On my 3rd year in college, during our recollection while my friends and I were sharing our favorite stuff, a friend told me to read Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom. Of course, who would have not remembered it? I read it twice already. I just don't remember where in my room it sits, dusty and untouched.

I found it under the piles of my old school books that I am about to give away. It still looks as good as new albeit dusty. I grabbed it and I started reading it by heart. I read it slowly, tried to understand every sentence, every quote, every situation. I put the book down sometimes, not because I got bored, but because I reflect. I took notes. I wrote my favorite lines. Then I thought about it in a more profound way.  For the third time, I finally got the message. Touched. Inspired. It was heartfelt.  I absolutely loved it.

Hence, I recommended it to my friends. It was passed from one hand to another. And just yesterday, it was returned to me in this condition,
Mitch Albom's Tuesdays with Morrie
I should be disappointed but I'm not. I can actually buy a brand new one to put in my collection, but I did not. This book have been into many hands, and who knows, touched one's soul. This book has been a friend. I could not just throw it away.



Sunday, August 1, 2010

Rhett's First Haircut

Rhett just got his first haircut today! Yay! Here in our country, there is a superstition that says a child's hair should not be cut until he reaches one. I don't know the reason why. And I don't have to find out as I never believed in superstitions anyway. His hair is already reaching almost to his eyes. So I have to cut it short.

I thought it's going to be a disaster. I've seen kids having their first haircut screaming and trying to get away as parents try to restrain them. But Rhett definitely loves it! I'm so proud of my little boy