Final episode of the year - so it seems

I am having this feeling that I have to at least write something before the year ends and I have totally forgotten to even visit my OWN blogsite. Pathetic, you say? Yes. Yes. I agree with you my furry friends. You might have thought that I have abandoned posting what has been going on with my quaint life (or the lack of it).

For one, I am trying to make changes in my life. Radical changes if you are like me who has spent a great number of years chasing that kind of love everybody craves for. Forgetting that quality of life and the kind of person has a lot to do with how the chase would turn out.

Fast forward, my life right now? Is anything and everything BUT void of love. I wish I could say that "I am a new man". But I can't. For one, I am not a man. Second, I am still with my old self, only happier and more hopeful of what each morning brings. You should try it sometime, my furry friends, that is, if you haven't found that right person you are willing to live with for the rest of your existence. It's invigorating and intoxicating - hence, it's called partnership - for life.

It's true that you can always wait and wait until the bucket drops on you and poof! you're gone. Now that is sad. Thing is, you can always wait - but make sure you look around for possibilities. You may not notice that what you have been looking for was always there in front of you or even beside you. As what I have penned in front of this site, it is never too late to shine or achieve farther than where you are... that rings true too when it comes to finding that right fit for your other glove.

But I am not drawing a picture-perfect life here. I am just encouraging you, my furry friends, life need not be spent alone or by your lonesome. Life is happier spent with the one you adore, with the one you first smile at the minute you wake up in the morning, the one you look forward to seeing at the end of the day, and the one who loves you for all that you are regardless of your shortcomings and goings.

It can be pretty scary some days knowing that not all relationships are guaranteed to last. But come to think of it, all relationships can have a lifetime warranty in case it needs to get fixed. I say I am signing up for the latter then. At least I know that the cause will just be human error.

So, my furry friends, one thing I learned, Life is not just for the living..but for the loving and the lov-ed.

As the song says, "if you are the reason for all that I have been through, then I am thankful for the day before you.."

Ponder Yonder

It's been awhile my furry friends. I know, I know, I have been the "baddest", "worstest" , the "procrastinatest" blogger that ever existed. So bite me. Ha! Or like what Bart would say, 'Eat my shorts!'...

BUTTTT...c'mon now, we all have personal lives, eh? And mine just happened to have taken some major changes. Had to have a turnabout so to speak.

So, pardon me my furry friends, if I had to take care of some reality tasks I needed to do - Like: moving continents! It's not just moving apartments this time, not just moving down the street. Or even just moving cities. Yep, there was a lot of moving around... and I mean really around! Sheesh! Stop the running around will ya?! I am not! Ok! I am making conversations again!!...

Let me just share with you at this time about my so-called airport experience in one of the major North American cities - it was my first time to be in that airport. And hopefully, for the life of me, if I needed to pass by thru that airport again, heaven forbid, that I survive the whole experience again or maybe I should just wear an armored suit for extra protection.

That airport was packed. By people. By food kiosks. And I mean, each corner you turn, there's a food kiosk!.. Are Americans hungry all the time that they need to be fed all the time? I wondered. Actually I still wonder.

If you are transiting thru that airport (name withheld for obvious reasons), and if you need to pass by from one end to the other...most likely by the time you reach the other terminal you were supposed to be - you'd be smelling like a donut or a bbq rib or a roasted chicken or better (or worst) yet - all three!... And most likely you've gained like 10 pounds by the time you get to your destination.

So here's the thing, that airport, with all the food kiosks all over, you'd think that most likely, the planes wouldn't be offering any more snacks to passengers, but hell no! The passengers needed to be fed! Again!.. You'd think that the passengers will just say 'no thanks' to peanuts, cola, juice, candies... - Wrong!...they were hungry as soon as the seatbelt lights were turned off. Tsk. Tsk.

What is happening to the world? Uhm, I don't think anybody can answer that. I try not to wonder anymore. Makes you think what ever happened to wonderwoman, eh? Ha! there my mind is starting to wonder...

So, in the meantime my furry friends. Continue whatever it is you're supposed to be doing. And procrastinate in visiting this blog. Not much in here...so move along...go about your business...as I go about mine.

And then maybe, next time, our paths will cross again. *wink*

Another find..

Yes! I found another...SONG!!!..why would you think otherwise, eh?...sorry if I am a bit cheesy these days...blame it on the summer heat wave, blame it on the rain that seldom drops by...or you can just blame it on L-O-V-E..ha!



did you get my drift on this?....

When your search is OVER...

Sometimes you find your feelings translated into songs et voila! the music just fills your heart, your soul....specially if it pertains to the person who gives you a reason to wake up in the morning and sleep at night, sans the eyebags. Ha! Don`t you just love it when you LOVE someone unconditionally....and LOVES you back as well...



Yes, my furry friends I continue to search...FOR SONGS that speaks about how I FEEL...

I don't get it

Using the fireplace near summer? Really?? Like, REALLY????

I must be just dreaming, the stench of wood burning combined with the city air breezing through the window..at 1 am!!! How can I be so lucky?! NOT!

This city-life is really trying its best to push me out. Two more weeks and I am out of the city...ok? Promise!

Believe me, your olfactory senses is put to the test when you live in the city. And if you lived here for awhile, you can be able to identify certain smells - good and the not-so-good to bad and the WORST. No, no, I am not complaining. I am just stating facts. And sharing what are the (dis)advantages of being in the city. From your neighbors' cooking (mind you, the smell of bacon is always inspiring - ha!), down to the smelly joints of the happi(take note not "y") people in the neighborhood.

I never imagined that my sense of smell can be heightened by just living in a busy place. And I mean, if you go about your day, you can list hundreds of different things you smell in the city. And you don't have to go very far!

Yes! it's 4 in the morning and for pete's sake, somebody stop that chipmunk burning wood at this hour!..sheesh!

These Loving Thoughts

I wonder if you would

hold my hand

When we are out for dinner,

For a walk

Amidst friendly faces and strangers

I wonder if you would

kiss me

When i least expect it,

just because you felt like

Giving me a glimpse

Of your heart in-love.

I wonder if you would

put your arms

Around me...

When you sense i am tired

Or just needed to know

I am loved..

I wonder if you would

wipe away

A drop of ice cream or

Ketchup near my lips..

With your gentle touch

As if I am the only one in the room.

I wonder if you would

Introduce me to your world

as one who puts a smile

on your face

each day and loves you

unconditionally..

I wonder if you would

Let me do all these things

To you

In every loving way I can

For the rest of my life

For always...

Everyday should be this way...

Let's have something light and more upbeat as we head to summer, shall we??



See what I mean?

Shelf life

"Your battery is charging normally, however it is reaching the end of its usable life". That's what my puter tells me as soon as I turn it on.

"...reaching the end of its usable life" -what a life, eh? Was there such a thing as "non-usable" life? I wonder. Sometimes. Only sometimes. I know if your life is used..ah, it doesn't sound right, unless of course the life is used by you, therefore, used life. Stop confusing! Ha!

My furry friends, it's 4:57 and to be waken up by a sore tummy isn't helping in trying to finish this post. So bear with me. I actually started writing up this one earlier, then I decided to check on my friend's aunt who lives across the border..and before you know it, I have completely forgotten my train of thought with this one...yes! I missed the train, miss the bus, what else can I miss.. (maybe that's why they call me Missy @ work - hmmm...)

Okay! So a non-usable life it is. And that is what I suppose most peeps fear. To be just a mere statistic. But mind you, probably others doesn't even think about these things...too busy living - and by definition means working, taking care of others' needs, forgetting their own. Hmm..did I just described my life? Oh no!...can't be...nah...

Let's get a bit serious now. Just a bit, ok? At one point in my quaint life, I didn't want to be a mere statistic. Never really liked the subject - heck I had to pass 2 terms with Statistics in college! Okaaaay....Maybe that was the reason I ended up volunteering in a family crisis center in my late 20's - hoping to make some sense of the life I would want to lead. At that time, I began realizing I wanted to matter. Even just to matter to another human being. Uhm, yes it crossed my mind that maybe I was abducted by aliens and transformed into one of them. Or, I am an angel in human form. Ha!

Wouldn't that be a nice ending though isn't it? To live a life that matters - not just to another but to yourself as well. I suppose it is important we live our "usable" life in a way that would make us proud of ourselves when the time comes it becomes "unusable", we could say - "now that is what I call 'used' life".

Let's keep on dreaming...

When you are Kid-transparent

"Are you happy or sad?", a 10-year old asked me today. Hmm...not so much of a tough question but it's froth with answers. Answers which I don't think this 10 year old kid who has known me since he was 2 or 3 (?). I suppose I am that transparent to them to notice if I was having a bad hair day or not. All he wanted to know was, if I was happy or not.

So how did I answer? I came up with the adult world.."oh I'm ecstatic".Then he goes, "are you ecstatic -happy or ecstatic-sad?". Kid, why don't you just give it up, huh? I tried ignoring his questions and started walking away - and blurted, "just ecstatic". End of story. End of questioning. So far...

I am not one to just confide to a 10 year old about how I am feeling. Although, there were times, this kid and I would talk about how he feels towards his parents being separated, his classmates/friends in school. You know, kid's stuff. And me being a grown up trying my best to listen to his neverending stories. What a classic.

So am I happy or not? Uhmm, excuse me, waiter! I need water!. Ha!..Are we gonna go thru this happy word again? I am becoming a redundancy to myself..See what I mean?! Okay Stop!

The whole shenanigans of emotions - can very well fill you up with other sub-emotions such as anxiety, madness, confusion among others. I try not to dwell on that my furry friends. At least not right now. I don't have the luxury of time - I have been counting days and weeks until I am off work and on with my summer - ahhh...my summer!

My different summer this year...YESSSS...oh yess...it's gonna be a different one alright... but I can't share anymore deets about it. At least not just yet. I am hoping not to envelope myself with so much stress again... Last year was a roller coaster of emotions. A very stressful summer of last year..Never again...not in the near future at least.

What else can I say at this hour?(23:17) Nothing..I think my brain is starting to shrivel up - no more creative juices coming out...just droplets....just drops...

Life's Reality bites BUT

Bear with me today, my furry friends. I just feel like writing something from the heart...Yes! I opened up my chest and scribbled down some notes here and there...Ha!

I know I have been a little dormant for a long while. With just my mind actively thinking of how I perceived my life to be at this point. And today, sunday, I'm not gonna lie..but this weekend seemed to be by far the longest weekend I ever have for the longest while - and I don't mean by number of days but the feeling that came with it. Can it be the weather?..

Yes, blame everything to mother nature...sure, never look inside you and ask that maybe your life is slowly "churning"...awaiting that big day.

Ohh I like that word "churning", like when making ice cream! ah Happiness!!!...at this point I am not sure where this post is headed...ok, right about now? Ha!

Point taken, the past months, or even years..I knew what I have always wanted. What everybody wanted - to be happy! I find comfort in realizing things (a.k.a. my life) still has hope - 'coz I can still smile and be goofy with my friends, with the people I work with, and even with people I don't know.. Ha! creepy! There, kidding aside, I know deep down, life's road will have to turn somewhere. And it is! Not too fast though but slowly getting there..

Ok! stop typing in jargons! I am not. First of all, I don't even remember what the hell that word means. Ha! Before you start thinking that AGAIN, this post is going nowhere...let me ask you this, isn't it true that we both want the same thing? (PAUSE HERE).

With all it's simplicity, being Happy is a complex word. Maybe as a child, it would just mean having ice cream..or even riding your bike the first time..but as an adult, the web of its meaning gets a bit tricky. You start attaching it to things, to people, to events...to the kind of life you perceived and how much you have achieved. Ahh...at one point I even associate it with being alone (even for a few hours). An oasis. Wee hours in the morning. Just typing away. Alone with my thoughts.

Getting serious now. Really? Ahh I wish! I wish I had the gift of being able to perceive life as serious. NOT! Ha! I suppose I take things in stride. I learned to take life as it blows my way. If it doesn't, well tough. All these years, I realized I was trying to deceive life that everything is going perfect according to plan. I don't know whose plan but well, it is going according to plan. But now, I know for a fact that if you only listen to what life is telling you - you will be fine.

Let life takes its course - you're born, you live, then you die. Ha! WAIT! what happens to "being happy" now? Oh I don't know..how did we get to the "life" word anyway?? I am so lost now! Ha! Let me go back and review what I just typed...

Aha! Being happy!...so you see, my furry friends, being happy is such a relative word.. by whose family I don't know. But one thing I am sure though..I had enough of being UNhappy..it's time to remove the "UN".

Weekend Song Part 2

I won't say much here today right now. This song says it all..and hey, it shows the lyrics! Ha!



I couldn't say it any louder...don't you agree?

What Sings to My heart

Again, my furry friends..it's a rascal flatts weekend.. Let me enjoy this song with you..for you know and I know one day will FEEL LIKE TODAY!....



I suppose hope keeps us going and going like the everready bunny...Just sometimes you wish there's a fast forward button you can press and voila! all troubles gone! Wishful thinking!...

But then again, we are alive and being alive is the first step for not losing hope and faith...

Name that Name!

I have a five-letter name. Nothing more. Just Five. I typed nothing more but didn't type nothing less - coz my friends drops the last letter and just calls me with four.

Hence, Reina becomes Rein. And since 5th grade, I got accustomed to that. If you're my friend, most likely you will call me with those four letters. If you are just an acquaintance you will call me with five. If you are my family, that's another story - they call me with only three letters which only 2 of them you can find among the five. Am I confusing you, my furry friends? Ha! Just simply put, my family calls me Yna. Which I haven't really heard for quite awhile unless I call my pops and he'd pass the phone to ma - then I hear them say the name they call me.

So when I got to high school, my name evolved. Yes! those five letters!!!...my closest friends started calling me with a five letter but substituting the "a" with an "s" - so instead of just Rein, they started calling me REINS...nevertheless, I'd still sign cards without the s. Then a teacher started calling me differently - with a four letter word but dropping the "e" - so REINA became "RINA". And that started confusing me at first...until I realized he's a bit phonetically-challenged. He was nice anyway, so I stopped squinting each time he calls me.

Then college came, most friends either called me with an "s" or without. I started working, most colleagues called me with the five letters. As soon as we got close, they drop the "a". Which was probably a sign they have accepted me OR they felt I have accepted them. Ha!

And so I did quite a bit of jobs here and there. Until there was one company where my boss - who happens to be the president of the company, called me with the four letter name - without the e - RINA. I started squinting again (she wasn't challenged and she wasn't nice either),wondering when will this ever stop? It tormented me. Ending of the story? I ended the job. And vowed that anyone who doesn't call my name properly - cannot be trusted. So job hunting I went, with that in mind. Prospective employers should be able to say my full name otherwise I can't accept the job.

Years passed...Companies passed my little test, but being a restless spirit - didn't last for very long as well.

And now I am here. Today. And with all the different cultures and nationalities surrounding me - I have to be a bit lenient with how people call my name. Rina, Reiny, Reena, Rena...oh ya, at one point somebody even called me Renata! Ha! I had to double squint! Some had been corrected while others, no matter how you tell them over and over, it just won't sink in. So I just go away.

I can make all the excuses covering up people's fault in trying to pronounce my name correctly but for some reason, when it comes to writing it, I can't. Again, it gives me a bad rub when they type in my name wrong and yet types in my family name right. Makes you wonder if you have a blood relative out there you don't know about.

One of those Songs that Speaks to the Heart

I know double-dip is no good, but I suppose to double-post is cool? I mean, let me make up for that boring post I just did, ok??

Here's a very nice song by one of the coolest bands I've heard so far...Okay I'm not a fanatic YET but their songs are pRRREEEtty kewl!

Listen and you'll know what I mean.



I'd like to see them perform live one day BUT I don't know if I can withstand all the screams!..Yikes! I'm getting old. tsk.tsk.

The Makings of a Zombie

I suppose three more sleepless nights would qualify me for the club. Okay - I admit I haven't been really sleeping too well the past few nights. My brain is so wound up I can't unwind it! Can you believe that?? It's like it has a mind of its own! (Ah, excuse me, we're talking about the brain)

It's terrible. Give me a few more sleepless nights and you can call me the bag lady. Or better yet the luggage lady. (Hint:those puffy things under your eyes). Before you know it, I would just be needing a passport! Good, eh?

The only advantage though is I am losing weight. So I think. Ha! And I kinda lost my appetite on eating regular. I eat just whenever I feel hungry. Good training though. Plus it will be to my advantage too - graduation is next month!

So why am I not sleeping too well lately? I suppose being anxious qualifies as a reason. (See first paragraph about brain). I won't expound on it further just in case you happen to see my doctor. One doctor is worried enough already. Sheesh, give them a break, people!

And so.....it's Sunday today my furry friends. And Monday is back to the grind. In the meantime, maybe I should try and get some shut eye while I think of it...

Wish me luck!

P.S. Sorry for this boring post. I know you understand your sleep-deprived blogger...zzzz

Weekend Song

When sometimes you wish you were someplace else..



But then again you can just sing along...for now.

Lucky Five Dollah!

I found a crisp Five Dollar bill today. On my way home. Walking while cursing the bus for missing it. While trying to blame it on that tramp hogging the escalator (going up from the metro) as if she's on a photo shoot....Hey!

I should thank her right? 'Coz! if she wasn't striking a pose by the escalator - as if her boots are new - I think... Really now, if I caught the bus, then I wouldn't have found my lucky five dollah! Ha!

Hmm...now that I'm five dollah richer, what should I buy?? Think Quick! Nah, it should be carefully planned you know. Not too many five dollah you find nicely folded in the streets..So I placed it in a jar. To remind me that walking isn't so bad after all. And that it's OK to miss the bus once in awhile. As a matter of fact, Sue suggested I should walk going home everyday now. Ya right!

Nevertheless, it's a lucky day!

Now, I will just need about 4,995 dollahs for my vakay!! wooopeeeedooo!!!

Call Me a Crybaby won't Ya

I finally finished reading the latest book written by Mitch Albom - "Have a Little Faith". The last four (or was it six) pages was the hardest one to read - it took me 2 bus rides going home to finish those pages! Whew!

Okay, before you even think I'm a slow reader of some sort, it took me awhile to finish the last few pages 'coz I ended up crying in the middle of the paragraph and before I know it, I just have to close the book and hope that nobody noticed that I was getting teary-eyed. Crybaby!

Well, I suppose I am one. In fact I should join the CA - Crybaby Anonymous or maybe even be the founder of it if there isn't one yet. Hmm.. I should look that up Mr.Google.

What makes a crazy ol' me cry easy? Hey this sounds like one of the chat sessions I have with my 6th grade BFF...Go on!!..

So, to continue, what makes me cry easy? It's easy!! Reading a sad story/book where the main character dies or becomes a zombie or a ghost or what have you... "Finding Nemo" never fails to make me cry! Sheesh!! whatta sad sad movie that is..I tell you, there's nothing like being a lost clown fish in a sea full of fish! Glad I wasn't a fish! And darn right I am not a clown! D'uh! the foundation doesn't suit me! Why am I shouting! I don't know!

Seriously (as what my special friend would say), anything sad and true makes me cry. And my life, sometimes, makes me cry too! So we're not gonna think of that right now.

When I was a kid, the loss of a dog made me cry. But one dog dying after another, it just kinda numbs you. And sometimes you just have to tell yourself it's okay to let go. And you know what? It was ok. But then a loved one passes on and you find your tearducts out of control...sad...really sad...and you just can't even hold up yourself to stand. But you know what? As time passes by, it is true what they always say...

"It will be Okay but it will never be Alright"....

Whew! In the meantime, maybe I should join the circus! Anyone care to join?

My Song Pick this Week!

Bear with me my furry friends...I know this may be too cheesy for you. This song never really meant too much for me not until late. It's one of those wishful thinking you get every now and then. Like a sunflower brightly staring at you miles and miles away...



b-e-a-u-t-i-ful!

My Weekend Wish!

My furry friends, this weekend...let's have some world peace here...



Alrighty, thank you!!

Blues Clues

"Do you remember me?" asked the old lady to another who was just about to sit beside her in the bus. "Uhm, give me two clues" she replied. "I asked you about your knee". "Oh, oh, I remember we were talking about it and I even gave you my opinion about surgery". *ding* Arret Demande. My stop. Ha!

I wasn't eavesdropping. I was merely a bysitter (I was sitting beside the older lady inside the bus), who couldn't help but overhear their conversation. Which made me think - are all the people on my FB remember me at all? Okay I think that's a toughie.

I'm just lucky,I suppose, to have quite a good number of friends through the years. Each friend is different and each memory is unique. And mind you, so far, dating as far back as 20 plus plus years, I haven't encountered even one of them asking me, "give me two clues"...I say let's give it another turn of the century?

Speaking of clues...I should start thinking of them this early eh?..If I was asked, give me two clues..I'd say, 'oh I was the one who got you in trouble in first grade after our siesta time' or 'I was the one who twisted your arm in third grade coz you were cheating while we were playing jack's stones' or maybe the classic - ' I was the one who punched you in first grade (where I was just actually a sit-in-not-yet-a-student)coz you wouldn't give me the stick when the teacher left'

Hey, I wasn't so bad of a kid, was I? Ha! But c'mon on now, I'm not as horrible as I was back then..I was a good friend and still is - to many! Ask my bestest buddies around..yes I say around...coz they are around the world as we speak (or type). I can be your best pal ever..you get in trouble, I get in trouble. We cut classes. We gave the boys a hard time or two. We laughed until we cried. And until now we still do that when we reminisce the old times.

I'd say we should drink to that! Cheers!

A Bus Load Experience

I missed the bus! Not that I missed "riding" the bus. But I really missed the bus! Poof! Well what else is new. It's either I get to be too early or the bus is late. Or both.

I remember my first Canadian city bus experience - in Guelph...teeneeneeneening...(btw, that's more like a sound effect segue for reminiscing the past) Ha! Okay now back to the story : I was coming out of the restaurant which by the way was my very first gig ...and there it was, the "bus"...the restaurant door isn't so far from the bus stop, but just the same, it was a tough run - it was winter!Can u imagine?! There I was - waving at the driver (as if he wants to see me)...and shouting "stop the bus!"...I was actually laughing at myself for saying that...As if! Good thing the people getting in the bus takes a lot of time getting inside the bus *wink*wink*.

Each city I noticed has different public transpo system and it's always an experience and a half to ride in one. You should try that my furry friends. And you should also try riding the bus until the end of the line..until the driver notices you are still there when everyone else has gotten off. And yes, I did that once (or twice) rode the bus up to the end point where the driver looks at you as if to say, 'where the hell you wanna go?? this is the end of my line'...and so I get off and walked to the nearest bus stop and waited for the same bus to pass..and I swiped my buspass - Ha! that moment I felt like I was being filmed for a Mr.Bean sequel. Wait. Can I just pause right now. I need to laugh. HAHAHAHHAHAHA.

Okay, back to missing bus.I honestly think it's a love-hate relationship. You love it when there isn't so much peeps inside - you can sit freely wherever you want. Yes, I am talking about that twin bus they have now (only in certain parts of the city) Or you hate it when you were just coming out of the metro and there it was - wheezing through the intersection, didn't even bother slowing down 'coz maybe you need a ride. But you know what, there will always be another bus...for the next 20 minutes.

On second thought, I think I need to get a car.

Open Windows And You Know You Can't Win

For some people it's the Lent season, to others it's one of those long weekends and for me, it's spring cleaning time. One day one space at a time - or lack of it.

Spring cleaning also means opening the windows, cleaning them, yep, time for those acrobatic stunts you so carefully mastered - but then again, you can always use a longer handle. Ha! stop right there.

So with the windows open - there are consequences: you get the wind from whatever breeze city air brings in, along with all the allergens that goes with it, hence, you end up with baggy eyes, restless sleeps, and a great headache. Coffee please! Not only that, and because you opened your windows, you can hear your operatic next door neighbor stretching her vocal chords, hear next building neighbors try to belt out the same, smell the neighbors cooking bacon (which almost always inspires you to fry some cholesterol as well), and hear one of the most annoying thing in the world - the neighbors' wind chime -yes! hanging right there! just a little way across above our kitchen window..eeew!

The freakin' wind chimes...I never thought it would bother me so much - until I opened the windows..and heard it again...I almost forgot about it - must be that winter fever. But it's not winter anymore..it's springtime and it meant opening WINdows to hear those WINd chimes! grrr! I remember looking at 'em, it wasn't that big, in fact, it was one of those small ones..but BIG enough to annoy others.

Hmm..which made me think, could it be why wind chimes are hung outside? Was that the reason for it? Eureka! I think I cracked the code! Ha!

Life in a colorful setting

I'm terrible. And I feel terrible. Pretending that I can give so much attention to this blog and post my insights as they flow through me. Darn. I feel ashamed - not holding on to the promise of NEVER EVER neglecting one of my first discovered passions.

Okay. Stop the whole drama.

Life is great - has been great...so far...so good...no, so great!

First off - the career I wanted to pursue..is going on smoothly. And I really can't complain. Hours are great. The pay is just awesome. And the people I work with..hhmm? Okay as long as the pay is good and I can be able to pay all my bills right now, everything's good. Let's just worry about the peeps later, shall we?

Second, one of my best friends crossed my path again! How many of you can say that in your lifetime? Uhmm, like 2?! Ha! I couldn't be happier. We had so many fun memories together. And I know we laughed a lot, giggled a lot and cut classes a lot! She was my first best friend in college - and we rocked and rolled...ahh teenage life's a bliss...(sigh)

I told you life is good. I suppose it all started when I promised myself I will start eating fruits again and yes, veggies, too. I think it's like sort of a cosmic karma or something. I wish I have some bigger words tonight but I've been reading the insurance policy I have to sign soon and I gotta tell ya, those are gigantic words I couldn't quite fathom.. je ne comprend pas..I should give that girl a call tomorrow and have her explain in LAYgirl's term.

It's been a hectic week but I am feeling rather better than my usual hectic weeks..I am able to pay my bills and will be able to pay past bills, present bills and future bills - hey, I live in bill country. And the "kill bill" movie never got shown here, I don't think. (insert smile here)

In the meanest time, I would like to share with you a video that somehow inspired me to rethink my thinking about vegetables. Ha!
After all, vegetables are colorful...and fun to cook!



Stay healthy my furry friends..spring is just across the street!

A brand new Year!

Wow! I almost forgot my password. I almost lost this blog. Whew!

Yes I know it has been a loooong(est) while since I last laid my eyes in here. Since my hands and brain got coordinated and made some sense in coming up with words.

I've been busy! (a.k.a. the most overused summary of your lifestory). I was busy with some important things (like my life) and some unimportant things like making sure I was taking care of my fish in fishworld. Believe me it can be really time-consuming!

So let me update you with what's up with this so-called life of mine. This year has been presenting me with good surprises. So far, the career I am trying to pursue is proving to be worth-pursuing. I almost lost hope threading this road. BUT! I suppose perseverance and determination are two keys you shouldn't leave the house without. I was trying to align my life with what I think I should be doing to succeed. BUT when life is telling you where to go - you should listen and don't fight it - then your road gets smoother. And plans can be easily achieved.

This year has been good so far. It would probably be a year to heal - the soul, the heart and even the pocket. At least that's how I am hoping it would be.

That's all for now, my furry friends. It's a workweek and I need my beauty rest. Ha!

Sleep tight and keep wishing for a longer weekend..