morning sickness

hi, blog! i had a super terrible morning today. i woke up early and transferred the plants i got from my mamang to plastic pots i purchased at NCCC mall the previous night. aizek von approached the back door where i was at and greeted her mama with a smile. he was always asking if i was finished yet for he wanted to take a bath with me. kim was preparing breakfast while aizek and i were in the bathroom.
when i finally was done eating and all set for work... kim reminded me of the water connection application and requirements, i was in a rush so i was half listening... then the argument started. nonsense. not worth it. tiring. immature. stupid.
hahay... sometimes petty things lead to huge issues in life.
situations like this make me wanna escape from life. one of those "earth swallow me now" moments.
what a morning!    

i write what i think

i am not sure what i will be writing about today. what i am sure of is that i have to create a new post here for it has been ages since i did. wait... i have to check for a background music to listen to while writing.... PAUSE... there plays my song by Ronan Keating from my Limewire library.
i am in the state of checking, checking my life... i see me doing the groceries, playing with my 2-year old boy, watching DVD with my husband, getting ready for another busy day at work, drinking a cup of coffee with my oldies (papang and mamang)... Well, maybe that's about me on the surface. So, what am i really thinking?
Often in a day, i caught myself thinking about people who are desperately using other people just to reach their goals in life, those who have in their minds motives in stepping on others' shoes because they want to be faster and want to look brighter than others. should i be thankful that i am not selfish like all of them?

my papang

   

It was three months ago when my father was rushed to the hospital via 911 ambulance.

I thought it was the end for him but the Lord had his own plans.

My Papang underwent a major surgical procedure called bronchial embolization.

We waited for 8 long hours outside the Operating Room.

When I was finally allowed to check on him inside the OR, my Papang was lying still in the operating table amidst monitors, surgical paraphernalia, wires and medical staff...etc.

He then called my name and said that his throat was so dry, he asked for water.

I felt tears rolled down my cheeks.

I whispered, "Thank you dear Lord for my father's life."

munai of my life!

This is Munai, my niece. She just turned 11 the other day. Most of my friends tell me she's so so so like me in many ways.

07.10.10

Lally, You have been there, more than just a friend You know just who I am and where I've been. You're the one I can turn to, any hour of the day Seems I only have to think of you and you'll be on your way. No matter where life takes me, no matter where I roam. When I'am with you, my heart feels at home. So on my wedding day, I will need you more than ever. Please say you'll be my maid of honor now, and my best friend forever :) mwah. Tattu there you go - a lovely letter from my bestfriend in Florida who will get married in july 2010... and of course, I will definitely be her "maid of honor".