Random thoughts: Thursday

Here are my random thoughts this Thursday:

• Do you believe that health is wealth? I certainly do!
• I need a very long bath…one that takes an hour (or more) and involves lavender oil, bulk shea butter, and milk scrub!
• I am becoming really stressed out by the lack of discipline among Filipino drivers.
• My Wendy is really growing up. She now has a crush in her classroom, as she told me last night (sshhh…secret lang ha!).
• There is so much chaos in the world (Libya, Syria, Middle East, even London) that now is the time to wish for world peace!

Have a great day everyone!

What to do in long-haul flights

Traveling is one good experience, but being on a long-haul flight can become tiresome at times. There may be some highlights, like flying over China at night and seeing all those wonderful lights or seeing the snow-capped mountains of Alaska as the plane flies over. However, for the most hours, being in a flight that takes hours and hours can seem to take forever. Not only do you have to fight the boredom (if you can’t sleep), but also, you have to take the toll it takes on your body into consideration.

What to do when in long-haul flights? Here are some tips:

• Reserve a good seat
• If you plan on trying to sleep, come prepared (bring your favorite pillow)
  
• Bring something to entertain yourself (bring your iPad, an electronic book, or a portable DVD!)
  
• Don’t look at the time during the flight (and you won’t be asking yourself, “Are we there yet?”)
• If possible, go with an airline that offers AVOD (Audio Video on Demand), which is a TV screen in front of your seat that lets you choose what you want to watch, play or listen to
• Bring a toothbrush, and anything else that isn’t a liquid or a gel, that you need to help freshen up before meeting your loved ones at the end of your long flight
• Move around (very important for th legs!)

(Read the full article here.)

Need I mention wearing comfortable clothes?

Happy travelling!

Random thoughts:Friday

Here are my random thoughts this Friday:

• I received my package from Ilog Maria the other day. Oh, the small joys of receiving a package and using soap that smells so good!
• I’m glad that the latest trip to the salon has done good to my hair. I hope this goes on for months!
• The other day, someone came to our house for a “survey.” I thought she was from one of those collection agencies, but it turned out she was asking about feminine wash. He he! [By the way, I didn’t join the survey, which would take around an hour! What?]
• I want a massage.
• Another trip is nearing, and I have yet to pack!

Have a great weekend everyone!

Feeling lighter

Since going from a big, bulky bag to a small bag that I bring every day, I feel so much lighter, literally and figuratively.

I realized that I do not really need most of the things I previously lugged around. [Gosh! There were so many!]

I realized that having a “cleaner” bag free of abubot, loose “garbage” like shopping and 5th wheel insurance receipts, and the like is much better!

I realized that I can do with a small bag.

I realized that I can do with less stuff!

Because of this start, I now have less stuff. In addition, I recently cleaned my room, my closet, my dresser of some unnecessary stuff. Off with those stuff that just make my life “heavy”! My mindset has also changed: Most of the stuff that I considered before as necessary are now gone! And what a great feeling it is!

Kids say the darnest things

I was talking to a very talkative 6-year-old boy who was a visitor last weekend, and I came to mention, “Wendy and I share a bedroom. We have a small house!”

He then told me, with a glint in his eyes, “So? If you have a small house, then buy small stuff! We also have a small house, and we buy small stuff!”

Let me tell you that this kid is the son of the owner of Little Archers preschool, a school in Moonwalk. So I was surprised, first, with his simplicity, that the fact that they have a small house [although “small” is relative] does not bother him at all. Second, I was surprised at the “meat” in his words. Indeed, he was right! Small house? Then buy small stuff! Makes sense!

When kids say the darnest words, it usually means they say the wisest words.

PS. My sister told me that this kid is really wise for his age…he usually blabbers about the solar system and ATV parts!

Girl power

I was helping Wendy with her assignment last night when we came to a question about prejudice. She was asked to list down some prejudices that some people have. So I told her to list the following:

• Age
• Race
• Education
• Gender

She then asked me, “Gender?”

I answered, “Yes! In the past (and even now), in some cultures, women are regarded as lower class than men are. They cannot vote, they walk behind their husbands, they are merely slaves to men.”

Wendy then became angry, “AARGhhhhhh! I hate boys!”

Ha ha! Her reaction was so funny! I didn’t know that my daughter was such a feminist.

Anyway, for now, I am laughing, and relieved [at least, no boyfriends or triton wedding bands in the near future!]!

Random thoughts: Monday

Here are my random thoughts this early Monday:

• It’s another gloomy start of the week….rains and dark skies
• I’m so addicted to bread nowadays.
• Why do women have to endure long hours at the parlor? Why do we subject ourselves to that madness? Ha ha!
• Don’t you wish that your hair will always look like it’s been blow-dried, as if you always came out of the parlor?
• Thank God our computer is now running! It was so hard not being able to connect with some of you guys! I can now continue visiting sites such as ensogo.com and www.personalcreationscoupons.com.
• Families are the best!

Have a great week!

A freaky idea

The little girl is now a lady

Love is not black or white

An officemate sent me the following email over the weekend. It is a nice piece…a reminder that love is not absolute. There is no right or wrong way to show it. If your wife does not cook for or your boyfriend does not give you something like natalie portman’s engagement ring, it doesn’t mean she or he does not love you. Love can come in small or big ways, in mushy or corny ways.

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

 I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

 ”Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered.

 He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times.

 My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?

And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?”

He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes….

My dear,

“I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to  explain the reasons further..”

This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to saved my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.

You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.

You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.

You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.

You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails,and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face…

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. “

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I conntinue on reading…

“Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk…

I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form…flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.

Under all this, the pillar of true love stands…

and that’s our life…

Love, not words win arguments…