fast cars

  i guess i'm one of the few people who appreciates fast cab drivers.  i like it when i'm on a cab that spotaneously whizzes by other cars along edsa.  i like it when we criss-cross lanes and get ahead of all the other vehicles, be it a commuter bus, an all-power SUV or a latest model high-end car.  it gives me an early morning high as i turn up the volume on my headphones and psyche myself up for another day at work.  yes, i succumbed to cabbing again today.

anyway, when i thought about it now, the reason why i like it is because the hubby drives in a laid back manner, always letting other vehicles get ahead of us.  he's not the type who would race with a fellow vehicle on the road.  he is never in a hurry to get to where we're going.  and i am so used to cars who whiz past ours.  

well, so maybe i like the occasional rush but then again, i will always be comfortable with the hubby's driving.  thank God he's a very cautious and defensive driver.  our little family should always be safe.

savings

 
today, i ditched cabbing and rode the bus (and jeep) to work.  it was not fun.  the bus, although airconditioned, was slightly old and rusty.  it stopped and picked up passengers in the most unlikely corners and the movie playing was that of sylvester stallone, jet li, dolph lundgren and that cute guy from the transporter.  (what's his name, google? uhh.. yeah, jason statham).  to get to my next stop took me about 40 minutes.  then took a 5-minute jeepney ride to the office. 

it wasn't the best morning of my life.  i couldn't bring out my samsung galaxy tab and tweet or listen to music.  i was cramped in the seat right above the bus' tire.  my seatmate had her arm on top of mine.  

this is what i had to endure fora savings of 130 bucks today.

(130 x 5 days = 650bucks a week!!)

the new baby b



http://www.achildbirth.com/birthing-options.html



last year, hubby and i decided on a new baby:  http://ceschami.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-b-electricity-and-water.html

only this year, this month has it finally come to fruition.  well, just so that on the onset, everything is clear, i'm not talking about a human baby.  we got everything set up already and all it needs is the actual implementation and roll out.

well they said it was the rapture yesterday, if not the end of the world, but i say it's a new beginning for the hubby and me and our little family.  God spoke to me again last friday while we were preparing everything for the baby.  i saw a couple, the man was on crutches and the woman was on a wheelchair.  they were already doing the exact same thing hubby and i were planning to do!  and there i was, watching them in awe, teary-eyed as always, because God's ways of making me realize His blessings for me and my little family are simply awesome.

so wish me luck and by the grace of God, the patience, perseverance and will to carry this through.

Birthing a business is like birthing a baby.

You go through the gestation period as you begin to manifest your idea.

http://www.selfgrowth.com/articles/starting-a-business-is-like-having-a-baby

can i have a drink?

 
last week, we fetched the little big man about thirty minutes late and found him at the church corridor with his cousin, the other godson.  before he jumped in the car, he asked his dad to roll down his side of the car window and told him.

dad give me 18 pesos.  i need to pay the ate who let us drink this.  he was holding a foil packed orange juice.

the hubby handed him some change and he skipped/hopped/sped away towards the front of the church.

when he came back he told us his story.  he and the other godson were sitting waiting  for me and hubby and they were verrry thirsty.  so he went over to the "ate" vendor

ate, can i buy 2 drinks because me and my cousin are soooo thirsty.  i'll pay later when my dad arrives.

the good ate gave them.  true to his word, the little big man did when we arrived.  so the hubby drove around the church to see where the ate was vending juice and as we drove by, the little big man rolled down his window and shouted, thank you ate!

after rolling back up the window, he seemed proud of himself.  then told us, i will befriend that ate.  so when time comes, she may give me free drinks. 

toink.  i guess he's learning the ropes pretty well at his age.


***the little big man has been attending for three days per week for about 4 weeks now,  seminars on becoming a church altar boy.  and he's scheduled to be "ordained" (i don't know what it's called) on friday, coinciding with th feast of our lady of fatima, our parish church.

mother's day

my friend andre often tells me i'm such a great and patient mom.  in the mothering department, i do not believe i am excelling but i do try my best. 

now here's a mom who i know has been striving perfection in mothering since i was a little girl.  well, she's still not perfect and i guess never will be.  but what matters most is that she's always been there for me and my brothers, through thick and thin, unconditionally loving us and forgiving us. 

Happy Mother's Day Mommy!  We love you sooo much!

A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us;

when adversity takes the place of prosperity;

when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us;

when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us,

and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness,

and cause peace to return to our hearts.

-Washington Irving

four

i did mention that we've sort of officially adopted the teenage godson yeah?  when that boy was a baby, the hubby was still the boyfriend at the time, i took care of him and loved him like my own.  now that he's grown, still needing  parental love and care, we're still here for him because we've accepted the fact that he needs us.

and then there's the other godson.

i've been ranting, but not blogging, about how irresponsible parents he had and why the heck they're making others, hubby and i in particular, take responsibility over his needs.  just last week, i decided to shun him out because i felt abused by his parents, letting him stay at our house during the holy week break, and THEN making him come back the very next day after i returned him to their house and THEN telling my mom i am discriminating their son.

until a spark of enlightenment came over the hubby yesterday morning and told me, you know what, it's not that boy's fault.  he is already unlucky that his parents aren't taking care of him and can't give him their best time and effort.  and while our kids are enjoying our love and affection, why not let him share in that?  after all, God has been blessing us so much that maybe, He wants us to be a blessing to others as well.  and just like that, we decided to take him in and be pseudo parents to him as well. 

it's a liberating feeling to accept something that i've staved off for so long. 
so now here's our little, but growing, brood of 4....

conversations

so the other day, it was early morning we were in the bedroom.  five of us, me, hubby, the little big man, the little girl and the teenage godson who we've sort of officially adopted this summer.  we were lazing around while the 3 boys were trying to annoy the little girl.

during weekends, whenever our little family has nothing to get up early for, we usually oversleep and lie around in bed until our stomachs start to growl.  with that, baths are usually taken later in the day, not in the morning and you would understand why after some heckling with the little girl, she goes:

mommy, ang baho nyang lalakeng yan!

sinong lalake?  since i didn't exactly know who she was referring to among the 3.

iyan asawa mong yan!


translation:
mommy, that man stinks!
which man?
that husband of yours!