Blog worthy daw sabi ni friend

Friend: "Damn you world! You have broken me. Are you happy??

Friend of friend: It doesn't have a happiness ceiling Pare. It may be happy today... But when you wake up tomorrow, it would have figured it can get happier.

Yesterday...

Ate Maquette: Are you joining the rush to the altar?
Me: No Ate... We're waiting for the crowd to thin out

Congratulations to Kuya Ebet and Junette on their engagement!

TLW Talk Using Car Metaphor

Housemates: Have you guys done the deed yet?
Me: Nope
Housemates: What?! Have you kissed yet?
Me: Nope
Housemates: Has he at least attempted anything?
Me: Nope
Housemates: Have you attempted anything?
Me: Nope
Housemates: That can't be right... Why would you buy a car without testing it? Who buys a car without test-driving it?!
Me: Someone who believes in the Manufacturer of the car.

Leave

Midyear pa lang namin balak umalis. Ni wala pa kami tickets. Pero pinapafile na ako ng leave para dun sa pag-alis ko ng halos 2 months para sa US trip namin. kala ko April ko pa ifa-file.

Gets ko naman. Kailangan magplano.

Kaso di leave ang gusto ko i-file eh.

Gusto ko magfile ng resignation. I want to leave not take a leave.

Meet the Team

... and guess who the leader of the pack is. Hahaha...

On postponing a "Big Event"

"Why wait and burn in lust?"
--- Kuya Dave, December 10, 2008

Waste of Pink and Blue Paint

That's the very least that it is. It's a waste of taxpayer money. It means having to climb up and down stairs to cross a street where there are already traffic lights, pedestrian lanes and people with the common sense to stop and wait until they can cross the street. It means yet another eyesore in the eyesore that is most of Metro Manila.

It is the footbridge MMDA is constructing at the junction of EDSA and Ortigas Avenue.

I don't see how it will solve the traffic because it's the traffic lights not the people that cause vehicles to stop. And it's not like they'll remove those traffic lights because that would mean disaster. The vehicles have to stop. Anyone can cross safely. I've been doing so for several months already! Why the footbridge??? Bayani can probably argue it's safer for pedestrians. Duh. No one is going to cross the road unless the vehicles are at full stop courtesy of the red light. It's EDSA people. I daresay we urban walkers are not that crazy yet.

Either they needed an excuse to grease their hands with some money or someone's campaigning for the elections. Argh.

9 days to my Christmas break

Carlo and I went gift hunting in Tiendesitas last Saturday then we watched the DCBC Cantata yesterday. Mom's telling me to buy this and that for Christmas. I have to make a wishlist for the lunch party with Ilang roommates on Saturday and then figure out what to give close friends for lunch party on Sunday. I'm wondering if they decorated at home na. I'm praying our church in Pangsinan gets more volunteers for the choir. Last year, 3 people lang un kumakanta and it's kinda sad lang. I'll be home on the 23rd (woot for free ride home!).

Work is the last thing on my mind right now.

Let's all go to Mega people and drown our "wala pang 13th" sorrows there.

It's that time of the year

...when Mondays are truly Moan-days, the holiday season is the client holler-day season and when you pencil in dates for parties not because you'll be going but so you can be reminded of the life you only dream of living.

...when the work-to-do list grows and grows and your Christmas shopping list is static

...when the "tampuhan" indicator threatens to turn red

...when the weighing scale needles ambles to the west and this not from celebration food but from comfort food

Cheers to Christmas season in MR agencies.

Red wine moment

Last night, if I had me as a girlfriend, I would certainly be in a very dark mood.

They say marriage is an institution that informs you of your faults.




I say you don't have to wait for marriage.

Sino ang paborito ni Mom...?

Ang Unica Hija o ang Future Unico Hijo-in-Law?

Exhibit A
Mom (23 Oct): "Gusto pala ni Carlo ng cassava cake. Kung malapit lang ang Manila gagawan ko siya ng cassava at bibingka."

Points: Unica Hija = 0, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 1

Exhibit B
Mom (23 Oct): "Iuwi mo siya sa Christmas. Ipasyal natin siya sa Baguio."

Points: Unica Hija = 0, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 1.5
(Kalahati lang, nakapasyal na ako ng Baguio eh)

Exhibit C
(25 Oct) NO TEXT from Mom to Unica Hija! In the afternoon, while Unica Hija contemplates out loud on reasons why Mom is not replying, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law says "May date daw siya this afternoon with a friend from Insular." Aba, nade-throne na ata si Unica Hija from her position as sole textmate ni Mom.

Points: Unica Hija = 0, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 3
(1.5 points ito dahil mataas na posisyon itong naabot ni FUHL)

Exhibit D
Mom (25 Oct) on me and my savings: "Tama yan anak, mas appreciate ka ni Carlo kung maingat ka sa gastos." Aba, naisip ang value ko kay Carlo?

Points: Unica Hija = 0, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 4

Exhibit E
Mom (26 Oct): "Gagawa ulit ako ng cassava cake. Malapit lang sana si Carlo at padalhan ko sana" Eh ako po, di po ninyo padadalhan Mom?

Points: Unica Hija = 0, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 5

Exhibit F
Mom (28 Oct): "Kumain ako ng cinnamon kanina. paboritong paborito mo un" Hay salamat, may naalalang favorite ko.

Points: Unica Hija = 1, Future Unico Hijo-in-Law = 5

I'll admit, I have been a little jealous these past days. But it's great Mom like him that much. I just wander what he put in her drink...

Precious Moments

Me and carlo went home to Pangasinan this weekend. What a fun and filling experience it was! Wished we stayed longer!

Some of the highlights:

1. On the trip home. Carlo complained of a mouth sore and I teased him that they cook sinigang at home. I didn’t know what they’d be cooking for lunch but sure enough when we got home, pork sinigang was for lunch. But Carlo forgot all about his mouth sore and ate. And ate. And ate some more during the course of the weekend. I think he especially loved Mom’s cassava cake. If he had stayed any longer, I’m putting my money on it that he would have gained the six pounds back.

2. On the trip home. Chicken skin. Always the chicken skin on my arms. I can’t seem to get warm enough.

3. My nose about to bleed while Carlo and my mom discussed oil prices and stocks. And then my nose about to bleed when Carlo and Omar almost went into a similar same discussion.

4. Carlo discovered where I got my “I-can-do-this-myself” attitude when Mom puts away a heavy turbo broiler all by herself.

5. As my dad pulled up to the house, my mom jokingly told Carlo to go hide. Everyone had a laugh.

6. When Carlo made mano on Dad, Dad had to look twice because he thought it was Omar.

7. Over dinner. Dad slipped and asked if why we weren’t singing happy birthday to Carlo. Mom apparently forgot to coach him that they were supposed to act like they didn’t know it was his birthday. Carlo’s ears turned red. Hahaha...

8. Again over dinner. Family asked if we were born in the same year and they found out that I was a month older than Carlo. We were right about the shaving thing. Unshaven, Carlo looks more mature. Shaven he looks younger than his 24 years. Omar said “ Kaya pala mukhang mas bata kayo...” I’m assuming the unsaid words were “...kaysa kay Ate”

9. Carlo scraping the cassava cake crust off the aluminum foil. Told you he liked it.

10. After dinner. Carlo gets up to help me with the dishes and I surprise everyone including myself by saying “Upo!” in a stern voice. He promptly sits. While I was cleaning up the table, my brother tells him, “It’s not too late to back out, you know”

11. Waking up to my mom saying “Kristina gising na si Carlo” at 7AM. People. Sunday. 7AM. Carlo is such a morning person. That’s got to be the earliest I’ve been up on a Sunday in a long time. These morning people talaga o. But had some fun listening to him and mom tell stories while I sat next to Carlo at the kitchen table half asleep.

12. Slipping with calling Carlo “Hon” in front of my family. He had a couple slips too. Habits are hard to get rid of even in front of family.

13. On the way back to Manila. Family texts Carlo instead of me. It seems they have opted to communicate to the both of us through him when they know we’re together. Gee, did not expect that to happen this early.

14. On the way back to Manila. Carlo falling asleep mid-sentence. I couldn’t even understand what he was trying to say. Hahaha... But how I wish I could just freeze that moment with his cheek resting on my head and our hands clasped together.

15. On the way back to Manila. Someone cried. Good thing that was resolved quickly. Hehehe

We forgot to take pictures though. Boo.

The 15th again!

Official number of months together = 4

Unofficial number of months together = 5.5

Odds and Ends

Number of sundaes = approximately 20 (Hon, look it's not that bad!)

Number of new food places tried out = 6 (TOSH, Buddy's, Pizza Hut Bistro. Davao Tuna Grill, Sisig Hooray, Mrs Field's, World Chicken)
Number of pounds lost (him) = 6
Number of pounds gained (me) = UNDISCLOSED ahahaha
Number of pictures together = under 15 (must improve this number drastically!)
Number of plier incidents = Will update you on this after parents have met C this weekend. Hahaha
Favorite place to hang out: Ortigas Park
Our "couple" foods: sundae from McDo and Paella from Pizza Hut Bistro
Malls we've been haunting long enough to walk around blindfolded: Megamall and Galleria
Bookstores we use as hang-outs: Powerbooks Mega and Bestseller Galle

Number of times someone's feet have been stepped on...

Let's not go there. Hahaha...

Happy monthsary C!
Love you...
Meow!

Joining the Bandwagon

There seems to be a "Pastor's Wife" thing going on care of Ate Shii and Ate Happy... I'm joining the bandwagon.

But in a different sense.

I don't want to be one nor have I been entrusted to be one. I hope I never will.

I absolutely admire those women who go into it with their entire selves, those who dream and pray for such gift, those who flourish in that place. They are wonderful souls and their hearts are truly a blessing to everyone. Being a pastor's wife is a rare gift and high calling. It looks demanding but perhaps for those called to it, they find that the joy outweighs struggles. God will give His all sufficient grace where He leads us.

But I am one of those women "who evade that path" (Pastor XY's description in Ate Shii's post). I have never seriously pictured myself on that path. I want something else (want it sooo bad!) and think that my dream is a noble goal din naman (can anyone say housewife?)

But that doesn't mean God won't put me on PW path ever. But if that time does come, I'll be dragged onto it kicking and screaming.


Kicking and screaming.

Moves

A good friend it was a grab and go thing. Grab it, run like crazy with it and never look back.Seems like good advice.

It is afterall, a crazy oppurtunity. The type a lot of people would give their lives for. A near cousin to the desperate wish for some long-lost relative who suddenly dies and leaves you a fortune. I should grab it I know.

Grab it and run like crazy indeed. But I cannot discount what this race may cost. And I find no motivation to run it. I’m still trying to figure out if what I feel is a shadow of the immense fear that haunts me. I have never liked change. So many of my meticulous plans have been woven to try minimize the unpleasantness of change. And here I am faced with another "upheaval".

I believe God is above all things. The Sovereign Lord. I believe He has a perfect will. I might not always walk in that perfect path but somehow even my strays are incorporated to that perfect path. I believe that while it’s unlikely I’ll wake up to writing on my wall or bump into a bonfire of holiness along ADB Avenue*, He will direct my paths. Now to sit still. And wait in prayer.

Not something I do well. Appreciate your prayers on the decision making process. Thanks folks.

* I’m not saying this is impossible. God can choose to speak to me or any of us in supernatural ways.

Heel no!

Stalker that I am of Go Fug Yourself, I saw Victoria Beckham wearing the oddest shoes...

Before I rant on, disclaimier moment. Listen, I'm a huge HUGE fan of shoes. God knows how crazy I am about shoes and hence He has given me a good job but not too good a job that I go and buy everything I love at Aldo, CMG or VNC.

I'm all for stilettos. Painful but gorgeous things. There are few things that make me feel as glamorous I do when I'm wearing them. Add those thing on your stems and it's instant weight loss people. Instant! And oh-so-tall-tall me can pull off skirts and dresses that would look drab without heels.

But this...



It looks like one would be literally walking on tiptoe ALL THE TIME. Unless you're a ballet student, and even if you are, I doubt any woman would want to tolerate that much pain. And it's weird noh? I've noticed heels get thinner and thinner but I never thought I'd see a day when suddenly POOF! They're gone!

You won't see me running to the stores to find something like this.

Besides I got pointe shoes. Hahaha...


Take that Victoria.

Yabang ko.

Watch the mouth

Gave it this some thought last night after C said that I absolutely cannot use those words in front of the kids if ever... See, I can still sort of live with slipping every now and then with C. He's got the cleanest mouth ever but tolerates me and is mature enough to know not to imitate me. But kids? Scary accountability right there.


I learned to swear long before I became a Christian. Back then, it was somewhat cool. Now, it's simply appalling. I try naman. But when I suddenly find out that somthing happened with a project that I totally prepared for in order to avoid, first thought is "Oh S***!". When I come home late at night and the bathroom floor is flooded by roommates who don't seem to understand the concept of a shower curtain, I fire away another "Oh S**!". When I'm really , really annoyed at someone... Okay, I'll spare you that.

When you really think about it, it should be practically impossible to be unable to find a better word to describe the emotion you're trying to express. Why use a "S***!" rather than "Dude, this is the most frustrating thing ever today!". Okay, sometimes I disguise this with "Crap" which maybe sounds a little less jarring but still not kid-friendly. Maybe better to "put it nicely" as that pic says than shout bad words to a person's back (I'm not too good with confrontations).

Is it a lack of eloquence or habit?

I say habit. And perhaps that's why it's hard to watch the mouth. Habits are hard to kick. In this case, swallow. Hopefully, it gets easier in time.

For 09242008

Lessons don't come any easier

Wounds don't heal any faster
People still flow in and out of my life

But hope grows stronger
Faith a little more grounded
Joy a little less fleeting

His love never changes
His mercies is still new every day
His grace has and will be sufficient

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Still His
Always His

Word for the month: Calvinism

Joy: uh-huh. calvinism + the art of losing = heaven
Joy: LOL
Krissy: righteousness LOL
Joy: sometimes hope is exhausting. looking out at the horizon sometimes stings the eyes. it's better to sit and acknowledge the storm or the stillness or whatever and be like, yeah I'm at this place. don't know what to do. oh well.
Krissy: LOL. uhm, i liked everything except the last bit
Krissy: "oh well"
Joy: pwede ring oh sh*t or d*mn it!
Joy: sabay untog the head
Joy: o di ba so much better than being sparkly eyed
Krissy: yes. damdamin mo ang darkness. tas biglang gulangtang kapag may light
Krissy: o di mas masaya un
Joy: yeah put on some shades while you're at it
Joy: for magnifying darkness perception
Krissy: kaysa sa "what took you so damn long light!"
Krissy: nagiging "LIGHT! YEY! what do you know, LIGHT!"
Joy: true! parang "what is this white stuff??"
Krissy: o di ba
Joy: why is it all around me???
Krissy: lovely
Joy: I know! so much better
Joy: so I think I should boost my darkness endurance
Krissy: i think this is all very daniel
Krissy: daniel and three friends
Krissy: you know... whether we live or we die
Krissy: not betting on light
Joy: uh-huh. so true
Krissy: there's possibility of light but not betting on it?
Krissy: ohhh
Krissy: this sounds oh so very dark
Krissy: LOL
Joy: LOL
Joy: but comforting at the same time
Joy: it's like saying, God, the show is yours. Take it away, brother! I'll just know, hang on and stuff and hitch a ride
Joy: and if I'm stuck in the trunk, at least you know I'm there?
Joy: LOL
Krissy: LOL
Krissy: i like it
Krissy: can i blog this?
Krissy: permission to blog
Joy: SURE

Kikay Alert!

Krissy is wannabe make-up artist and imagine her squeals when she saw this (click to follow link)...

Project Beauty: A Makeup Workshop


Krissy wants! Krissy also wonders where to get 2T without slashing out of rent and savings...

Hirap lumigaya.