A Walk Through Life

I was starting to like Shan's idea of collecting stamps . In short, I have no originality hehehe. I know I should have written about this sooner but we were at Stephen's parents then. I have received a postcard from Shan and some stamps from France to add to my collection. Hmmm, I have yet to buy an album for the stamps. I wonder how long it would take for me to collect stamps from other countries. Maybe I wouldn't have time to collect all of them. I might pass this on to Dipdip pretty soon. It's good to have a lot of hobbies!

We are already entering the month of September. In less than two months from now, it's already Halloween! Let the countdown begin. It's funny that I am writing about this now. During my younger days, there's always this Halloween disco party that we would look forward to attend so we can show up in different costumes. The most unique and the best costume gets to receive a prize. The disco house would look scary with a coffin displayed together with the cobwebs effect and people dancing but looking like witches and vampires. Nowadays, Halloween reminds me of kids running around in various costumes. I usually see them with their parents in the mall. They would happily bring around their baskets for a trick or treat. Oh, you would see the happy look on their faces when they have a lot of candies inside their baskets. Incidentally, I just bumped into this great website which features a lot of wonderful Halloween costumes for all ages. I was just amazed at how this website is s

A week after I received my retrenchment notice, I had another talk with the big boss. He offered me a new project that could somehow delay my retrenchment for another two months or more. It was so kind of him to have re-considered me for another project but I guess my mind was already set that I will be home after August 31st, after having signed all the papers. Add to that, the circumstances leading to the termination of Dipdip's nanny seemed to be in favor of my plan to stay at home with Dipdip. Without burning any bridges, I told him I'm gonna try and make this home-based thing work but when all else fails, I would surely like to come back like a prodigal daughter, if I'm still welcome. Else, it'd then be the time to look elsewhere. I knew he understood because he respected my decision. In fact, I will never forget when he told me this, " Babies are only young once ." And he's most definitely right! As Dipdip's mom, I want to be near her, to look a

it's really hard to get a good nanny these days. for the last four months, i have kept my patience with dipdip's yaya . issue no. 1. when we got her to start working the day after we interviewed her, she already asked if she could get an advance on her salary. she said she was indebted to her previous employer and wanted to pay her back. since it's really hard to get a yaya and she seems to give a pretty good impression that she's probably the best nanny we could ever have, we gave her an advance. i thought this would just be a one-time thing but she kept asking for an advance even when we gave her her salary every 15th and 30th of the month. when i finally received a retrenchment notice from my employer, i told her we can only promise her to allocate for her salary from our funds and that she shouldn't expect that we can grant her any advance on her salary. problem solved. issue no. 2. when i had her interviewed, i told her that i terminated my previous nanny becau

What do dreams really mean? Why do I dream of people and old acquaintances that I haven't met in a long time? Why do they appear in my slumber when I'm not even thinking of them? Why do dreams take me back to my younger days? Back. Way, way back. Back in my native land, San Carlos City, Negros Occidental. Maybe my homeland misses me. Or is it the other way around? I can't seem to figure out why sometimes my dream of a particular person or persons can run for days, like sequels to a tv series. Maybe they don't really mean anything. Maybe they do. But I can't stay around thinking about it. Reality is here. Maybe I'm just plain tired. I can't write my thoughts any further. I'm going to bed now. And dream again. Of people and old acquaintances I haven't met in a long time. And still wonder why I do. And write about it. Get sleepy. And dream again. Wake up and wonder. And... yeah, I get you. This whole dream thing is going nowhere.

"Feeling fat last nine months but the joy of becoming a mom lasts forever." - Nikki Dalton This is so not true! The nine months thing. At least not for me. I thought after I give birth, I will already lose all of that maternity weight but I was wrong. It's been four months+ after the C-section but I'm still not back in my old clothes. Sometimes it would anger my husband because it takes me longer to get dressed. Why? Because I don't like the woman I see in the mirror. I hated everything she wears. Nothing seems to look good on her. The mirror is no longer my friend. I hated looking at it. My postpartum body (especially my awful tummy) is just so depressing! Well, I tried not to be depressed. Mind over matter still works. Everytime I feel sad about it, I think about my trophy -- my baby! But it doesn't mean that I wouldn't try losing weight or getting back in shape. It just helps in conditioning my mind to be more PATIENT. Sometimes I even overeat especiall