ways to keep the marriage interesting

a lot of marriages have gone stale because one or both partners forget to inject some laughter and light moments into their lives. isn't it one of the things that brought you closer to your spouse in the first place? he made you laugh at the silliest jokes, you'd share a private joke with each other, you'd tickle each other silly.

that's why hubby and i never forget to laugh. at each other, at things we do, with the kids and with our friends. laughter is an important part in our relationship. or else we'd die bored.

but sometimes we do forget sometimes and it's good that we get to laugh our hearts out again. especially last night. we were having such a great time. just the two of us. in our own little moment. but here's the thing: i can't remember why and what we were laughing about. all i can remember was we were laughing.

it was such a great feeling. i'm looking forward to more laugh moments with hubby.

Life

sometimes having a conversation with my almost 4 year old son is much better than conversing with people my age or older. things make more sense with a 4 year old than a regular adult... for some reason, there's perspective.

rainy days

after the intense heat the past few weeks, God must have had enough of our complaints and now sent over some showers. but stil we complain. we're such a hard to please crowd.

a friend from plurk once mentioned that the rains now are a blessing. it washes away the impurities in the air - at the same time the news broke out about the sudden spread of the carriers of the dreaded swine flu. isn't this God's way of telling us that we better stay indoors, in the comforts of our homes until it's over?


now if that can happen to us working parents. the only comfort is that the kids are safe and cozy at home.

thank you lord for the rain even if i get my feet wet and get that icky feeling.

quoting incubus

whatever tomorrow brings, i'll be there
with open arms and and open eyes..

and it somehow uplifted my weary spirit at times like this. incubus couldn't have said it better when it comes to thinking positive and just facing the world.

so i say, bring it on world. i'm ready.

i may not win the mother of the year award...

because...

1. i let my kids sleep late on weekends. and let them watch tv with me and hubby.
2. i let them have a taste of coke, chips, ice cream and the other stuff that falls under the junk food category. better let them experience it than deprive them.
3. when i'm tired or wanting to get more sleep, i ask their yayas to look after them for a while.
4. i let them stay longer when we give them baths. a few minutes of playtime with water.
5. the tv with cartoons are our savior when the kids have tantrums.
6. it doesn't hurt to have dirty hands, feet or faces once in a while.
7. if i'm not in the mood to feed them, daddy or yaya takes over and i get to sneak in a few minutes of me time.
8. we've taught kyle to sit properly in the passenger side of the car - with his seat belt on when he turned 2. now it's keon's turn.
9. i let them whine and cry until they get tired.
10. i learned to be a mom not from books, but how i see them growing up and learning from my mistakes.
11. i let them sleep without brushing their teeth if they don't feel like it.

if that makes me unqualified as mom of the year. it's ok with me.

credits to Jen for the inspiration for this post. read hers and see that there are a lot of non mothers of the year but still the best moms ever!

6 years...

I’m going to meet up with my college friends after 6 long years. The last time I saw them was when we graduated, we’ve gone our separate ways and pursued our own careers. Literally 6 long years.

It just equates that I have also been working for 6 years. Fresh our of college, I had a job waiting for me. I lasted 6 months. It wasn’t the career path I wanted. I took it for the experience.

A month after, I was working in a bank for as a junior assistant manager for customer service. The title sounds so proper and high paying, but behind that I was on the phone all day talking to clients, answering inquiries, requests and most of all complaints. Can’t complain really and answer back, I was under customer service, you got to have a smile on your face. Everytime. I got tired of the job after a year and 9 months. the upside though is here is where i met hubby. =)

Then worked for an internet search engine. Found my passion and I felt I’ll stay in this industry longer. I did, 2 years and 6 months I think. Had two kids during that. But somewhere along the way, people changed and I wasn’t or didn’t like the change at all.

Took a break, became a full time mom for about 6 months, found another job, stayed there for 4 months. Politics became quite dirty. It was like working in the government. For some reason, I think my boss hated my guts, the way I work and the way how I easily made friends. (in short – insecure).

Currently, working for almost 2 months in one of the companies I have dreamed of being part of. It was all under “how I wish I could work for this oompany” and here I am. And this time I have this gut feeling that I’m going to last longer than 2 years.

Not unless we migrate earlier than expected though. =)

Looking forward to catching up with my friends too.

-funny how this blog entry was supposed to be about meeting up with my friends, turned into a flashback of who I worked for.

That’s what I get for free writing/typing.

missed out...

yeah so we did (colby and i). but we didn't miss the first time they were here. due to some unaviodable circumstances, we weren't able to watch the "second coming"of Incubus.

they said it was worth the ticket price. they said, the band loved being back. they said... makes me weep all over again.

here was the line up of their songs:

quicksand
kiss to send us off
nice to know you
wish you were here
anna molly
vitamin
favorite things
the warmth
drive
oil and water
pistola
made for tv movie
sick sad little world
megalomaniac
stellar
circles
aqueous transmission

now tell me that's not worth a ticket price of P4,000 pesos? !

the only consolation i have is that i have the look alive dvd waiting for me somewhere in Virginia with one confused godmother thinking who the __ is this band my god child goes gaga over?
haha



but for now, i still have the stories to tell my kids the first time they went here and how ninang, mommy and daddy had so much fun watching. and i sure hope the ticket is still readable. haha

come back for a third visit brandon, i promise i'll watch you. cross my heart. but i won't leave my hubby for you. he's way hotter than you even without your shirt.

* the pictures, obviously weren't mine but borrowed from some friends who were able to watch.

and if the rumors are true, then i'm saving up starting now for madonna and u2. :D

touching lives

Don’t you just find it comforting sometimes that when you’re down and depressed, with no one to talk to and let out what you feel, the moment you park yourself in your blog and check on your past entries, you see someone who stumbled upon your blog and made his/her presence felt. That in one way or another, makes you feel that you are not alone; that there are these silent and not so silent souls in cyberspace willing to lend a comforting cyber hug. Or simply reading your entry makes it a big deal altogether.

I myself am guilty of this. There are days that I’m thinking that after all the blogs I’ve read that day, was there someone I touched or just cheered up in my own little way.