Showing posts with label my blogger's hat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my blogger's hat. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 11

we need laughter


by the reluctant blogger [bebas, larger mime, oksana]


what happens when laughter happens no more?

while most would recall their own childhood laughter from playtime with their friends, i have sourced mine from watching the screen tube just before my mandatory afternoon naps.  back then, comedy was different.  there was no need for harsh language and gruff personality attacks to elicit laughter.  it was mostly about portraying preserved human characters.  as boring as it might sound, real comedic skills lies on perfect timing, wit partnered with acting skills. 

it has been a while since somebody on TV made me laugh that way.  
  
godspeed mang dolphy.  heaven awaits laughter coming their way.





Tuesday, July 3

i love


by the reluctant blogger



me:  i'm having a headache
my husband:  take meds
[you see, he's quite logical - all the time]

me:  i mean, i'm having a headache, please give me a massage
my husband:  o, i see, come here then...
[then, he turns it all around by being the sweetest person in the world]


a few days ago, he turned 40.  

for 17 summers now, he has been my sunshine, my torch.  
we've had trembling days but his strength of character kept us unshaken.  

i love, my love.  



Tuesday, May 8

the best job in the world

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When I have decided to give up my corporate hat and be a stay home mum, I have become a subject of envy by colleagues and friends.  I will be lying if I say I do not know where that was coming from.  After all, unlike them, I will be spared of the daily office grind.  Instead, I will have nothing to do but take care of my growing kids and best of all, I can get away with the job in my pajamas.  Piece of cake!  You think.

Being a stay home mum is not a vacation.  It requires one to make rational decisions everyday pretty much like what my former job required.  The difference is, at home, the stakes are higher.  In the office, if you get it right, you might get a pay hike or a promotion.  At home, when you get it right, the price you get hugs and kisses! Beat that.

Your promotion could be on the line if you make a wrong call but on the other hand, making wrong decisions at home can prove more costly for it will always be at the expense of your own child.

The simplest things can go wrong at home.

1.  We tell our kids to always tell the truth.  But what about Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, Mum and Dad? Uh-oh.  What excuse do we have for that?

2.  We tell our kids they are not babies anymore.  Pack away now, you're big girls and you can do that on your own.  We push them to be independent but we quickly hold them back when they start asserting.  When they offer to help cook in the kitchen, we decline. "You might cut yourself... you might burn yourself..."  When they dash out of the house to ride their trike or the scooter, you command them to go back and wait for the yaya.  When you do not like the clothes they picked to wear to the mall, we force them to wear an outfit you think looks way cuter.

3.  We encourage our kids to express themselves.  We tell them that crying is only for babies because they cannot talk.  So we ask our kids to speak up.  But when they start doing so, for instance saying "no" to our demands and engaging us in debates, we tell them we know better, if not best.  Oh dear... what are we doing?

4.  We tell our kids not to throw a tantrum if they do not get what they want.  We always tell them to be patient and understanding.  But sometimes when kids gets extremely stubborn we are the first ones to blow out (*hands raising - guilty).  We can always say sorry for blowing up.  And kids will understand. It is very humbling to see them minutes after like nothing happened. But we know that we cannot do enough to undo what we have done.  And it breaks us. Control your temper.  Don't let it control you.

Like sponges kids absorb everything they see.  From the manner we speak, the things we do, our values.  Motherhood demands us to be good role models.  I try to.  And I am sure most of the mothers do too.


Parents are honored with the responsibility of moulding their children, teaching them the hard lessons, instilling values. Not an easy task.  Daunting to say the least.  Since I am always with my kids, I get to do most of the disciplining.  Everyday, I have to do the un-enviable task of saying "No." "Don't."  And "cannot." And since kids don't take rejection pretty well, I am often the recipient of their sad faces, pouts and sometimes crazy hysterics. I worry them hating me as they grow up. I do not enjoy it one bit.  It's painful!  But someone's got to do it.  


So to my former colleagues, I say:  No, I am not on vacation.  But you have every right to envy me.  I have landed a better job as a stay home mum.  The job description may be endless.  The risks may be high.  But the remuneration is priceless.

The best part is I can do it in my pajamas.

pajama visual pinned from redscharlach.tumblr





Thursday, November 17

the red-haired doll


yesterday, we have sent off daughter to her first field trip.  this wasn't really her first time, but it was her first time to go without us as her chaperone.

my daughter though she's already seven is still a baby.  she still has to figure out how to zip her skirt, tie her shoe lace and a lot of other stuff.  admittedly we're a bit behind in setting her leash loose.  so i have been anxious for days now knowing that she will be out the whole day on her own.  she will need to clean up after herself, find her way through her bag of food, towels, wipes, shirt, juice and must manage to find everything she needs without any help.  i was most worried about her wee-wee breaks.  public toilets scare me and i was scared for her.  so last night i talked her through our public toilet routine.  wipe the seat clean... lay over sheets of toilet paper on the seat... etc. i must have said the word yucky so many times that moment just to prove my point.  then there's the issue about pocket money.  my child doesn't handle money.  it would have been easy if we don't give her money at all.  but we gave her money anyway just in case she finds something she likes.  it would be heartbreaking to find out she was the only child in class not holding a lollipop which everybody bought in the kiosk.

as i picked her up from school after her trip, i was expecting to see her hair messed up, shoes and shirt dirty.  i was ready to hear sob stories from my little girl on how she found it hard to eat in the bus without a table, or how she tried so hard looking for her spoon and fork in her bag but couldn't find it, how she got lost in the museum and somehow found her way back.  i was ready to give her my hugs for that.

but when i saw her in her classroom waiting, she was still beaming.  hair was slightly messy but she's ok.  i asked her how her day was.  she said she lost her wallet.  oh dear, here we go... i noticed she was holding a teddy bear.  she said she bought it from the doll factory.  she also told me that one of her classmates had given her money so she can buy it. i quickly told her she must not borrow money again and that we would return the money her classmate gave her. then she told me she has a surprise for me.  from her small bag, she excitedly brought out a small doll with red hair.  she said she bought it for me because she knew that i would love it.  and i do!  how can i not love it?  i fought back a tear or two thanking her and told her it was very thoughtful.

can a baby do that? can a baby think of getting her mommy a present?  certainly not.  alas, certainly, our little 7 year old is no longer a baby.  she may still have her childish ways most days but she does things that surprise me. just like this red haired doll from the factory.  that doll could still be sitting quietly in that factory shop had my little girl not thought of buying it for me.  my little big girl gave her a home. a home where a baby is starting to outgrow her baby ways and whose mom and a dad just realized that.

Wednesday, November 9

freebies - holidays gift tags set

i have been spending a lot of quality time with mac, ai and ps. and we have been having great times together.

am eager to share with you some of the work that i have done with them.

for starters, here's a set of christmas tags set which i have painstakingly put together after going through tons of tutorials and screencasts.

please feel free to download. 
they are yours for free!

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hope you enjoy them!

Monday, November 7

1:25:20

pitter. patter. pitter. patter. pant. pant. splish. splash. pitter. patter.

past the 2km mark, it seemed i have already covered 4km.  that wasn't a good sign.  inside my mind, i was asking what form and what mindset would i be in by the time i reach 5km?  then thoughts kept playing... if i go on this way, how could i go past 6km... it's still far from the finish... oh dear... could i make it to 10km? maybe i won't.  i was panicking so early in the race and it worried me but the rain showering us that night did me well.  it somehow helped me calm me.


pitter. patter. pitter. patter. pant. pant. splish. splash. pitter. patter

puddles and potholes were added obstacles to conquer.  in the darker areas of the route, floodlights were set up to help the runners navigate. i am sensitive to the glare and this proved to be another challenge for me. i was squinting, head bowed down to avoid the glare, careful not to bump into a runner in front of me and careful not to trip on one of the many potholes on my way.  i was running almost breathless and my muscles were tired and i couldn't be in a more uncomfortable situation at that point. but i came there with a purpose.  i have to finish the race. and by all means, i don't want to finish last.  so i moved on and pushed through. immediately my mind took over!  must run. must run!

pitter. patter. pant. pant. pant. splish. splash. pant. pant.

i have pushed through the pain. run. push. there still was breathlessness. push. run. i also pushed through numbing soles.  i kept thinking everyone running that night is feeling pain just like me.  i am pretty sure that the best runners do feel pain too.  the difference lies in how well each of us push through.

and just like that,

pant. pant. pant. pant. pant. pant. whoa!
1:25:20

under a starless rainy night, this was how long it took me to finish my very first 10km run.  

i've finally done it!  that's a checkmark for one of the items in my wish list this year.

it was still drizzling when we finished.  and i thank the rain for cooling my nerves.  i also have my running buddy hubby to thank. as always, he helped me go on.  he did not run his pace that night to be with me in my maiden 10.  and i am so glad he was there otherwise, i would have quit at the halfway mark.

and by the way, hubby and i did not finish last :)

pat. pat. pat... on the back

cheers, everyone!


Friday, November 4

of soles and heels











just over a year ago, my shoe closet was a busy one.  each pair of heels gets their own dose of sunshine as i strut my way to the office five times a week.  i hardly wear flats.  i only own two or so but i've always thought flat shoes make me look tad wider.  i prefer high heels.  i walk better with them.  they may not be the most comfortable especially when you are up on your feet for more than 2 hours during lectures or presentations.  but comfort takes a backseat as far as looking good is concerned. the prettier the shoes, more likely it hurts.  who's complaining? 




but shoes can make or break an outfit.  i wore jeans to work every single day.  but my high heels have always saved me from looking too casual.  no, i don't wear the outrageously expensive kind.  i don't own any louboutin nor any jimmy choo.  but i would be the first one to dive into sale racks, if there ever is one for these brands.  if there is one kind of splurging i have not done, its on shoes.i guess i just refuse to pay so much money to punish my feet.  with shoes, i am the mid-range type of girl. while i don't pay big bucks, i do not sacrifice craftsmanship. they're shoes! they should look fab and expensive! 

but now that i have given up my corporate hat, my high heels have been in the dark.  just like puff the magic dragon, they now rest quietly inside their boxes, untouched except during dusting time. will i be wearing them again soon?  i guess my pumps would be way too dressy for picking up my girls from school.  doing groceries with my stilettos is certainly out of the question.  and most certainly, i would rather be barefoot running than run for miles wearing my wedges.

my heels have done me good.  while they would not be part of my daily fare anymore but they have turned into special glam treats for my feet.  

my daily grind calls for a different kind of shoes.  the kind that does not scream. the kind that's kind to the soles. the kind i can safely drive with.





there are shoes for each one of us.  whether we need it climb corporate ladders or real ones... run errands or run miles for a marathon... eat caviar or catch fish so people can enjoy eating caviar... watch ballet or dance it...  

we all wear different kinds.  

they help keep us grounded, keep our balance, guard our feet and uplift our spirits.










so, what kind of shoes are you wearing today?








Friday, October 21

happiness



it isn't hard to find happiness.

its all over us

like falling leaves on a windy day, it hovers around looking for somebody to notice as it gracefully twirls around and dances to the sound of the wind.  

sadly though, most of us would bow our heads, careful not to get dust in our eyes and made-up faces.

we miss the moment.

what seemed to be an angry wind can be a dance recital for fallen heroes willing to give up their space to make way for new ones.  

its a sad and happy story.  however you want to view it is up to you.

the point is, there is happiness everywhere.  

and you can be happy, if you choose to.

artwork by the reluctant blogger



Wednesday, October 19

sun shines

the sun is shining on this side of the web.  

my favorite designer of Fancy Girl Designs is giving me a free blog makeover!  

thanks for being my sunshine today, Pat.



meanwhile, this reluctant blogger is saying



good morning

artwork by the reluctant blogger

thank God, the sun shines again this day and it makes me feel good.

i am sure sunshine does the same for everyone. 

sunshine is our beacon for hope that the rest of the day will breeze by with us smiling all the way.

God gave us sunshine to keep us hoping.

wouldn't it be nice if we can give that back to someone?

be someone's sunshine today.

Thursday, October 13

who needs a makeover?

emmakisstina


this blog does!

my favorite web designer Pat of Fancy Girl Designs is sponsoring a blog makeover giveaway.  a few days ago, i already knew she was doing it and the minute I have read her post launching the contest, i immediately worked on the mechanics and quickly submitted my entry. huh!  mine was the first post hahaha... winners will be drawn at random so rushing my entry doesn't really count.

if you check out her work, you wouldn't blame me for being such an eager beaver.  check out her portfolio which includes work for my sites scentsibilities and etc schoppe.  she has an amazing eye for beauty and detail and she is pleasantly easy to work with.  i follow her blog as it gives me a dose of inspiration everyday.  she does more than just web design.  she paints too! i actually have her site bookmarked on my toolbar.  

if you wish to know more about her work, i suggest you visit her main site.  believe me when i say that doing such would make you want to own a site or two sporting a Fancy Girl design.

 

getting by...

artwork and illustration by this blogger

so, 

you wish to wear plain tees and jeans to the parent-teacher conference tomorrow, 
when you know that all the other parents will be neat and dapper?
(ok, just... wear it with a chunky necklace and killer heels)

you want to eat spaghetti for breakfast?
(ok, just... skip the mid-morning snack)

you want to let the kids play with the computer today, a school day?
(ok, but... just today kids, ok? 30 minutes)

you want to finish a whole bag of chips and drown it with a can of pepsi?
(ok, just... don't let it happen again in the next two weeks)

will it make you smile today?

go ahead, indulge.  just don't hurt anyone, ok?

Thursday, August 4

Tuesday, August 2

it's a rainy tuesday

rain brings melancholy

light taps on the roof and window pane always rhythmic as one's heartbeat.

the harder it rains the faster our hearts beat.

and as the ground soaks, so do our minds with thoughts varied as the pattern raindrops make on the paveway.

I don't know about you, but I get lonely when it rains but its the kind of lonely I don't mind feeling.  when it rains, I stay calm submissive to my inner self.


rain gives me space to isolate parts of me from everything else good or bad.  its this brief moment of solitude my mind elects to do every time it rains that allows me to see me.


photo from time.com - j.galeano


Tuesday, July 12

come away with me

sometimes there are days when you just want to get away 
... and it puzzles us when sometimes it happens for no reason at all.

but guess what, there is a difference between 
wanting to get away and wanting to get somewhere else...

why do you want to go away?  

whatever the reason is, just enjoy the ride!

artwork by tim sebright

Friday, June 17

a weekend for fathers


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layout by this blogger





this weekend is going to be another special weekend for everyone.  aside from being a long weekend (no school on Monday! yipee!), the whole world will be celebrating Fathers' Day.

i know most of us already have plans for the weekend.  i am sure the line leading to the tollway of Sta. Rosa is going to stretch up to Mamplasan, thanks to the hordes of urbanites who wish to escape the Metro Manila heat and drive up to Tagaytay.  well, actually its not really cold up there either at this time of the year but hey, any drop in celsius will do.  the weather here has been super hot!

then we have the other side of town - up north!  now what do we have up there?  Baguio.  the summer capital of the Philippines.  it's been a couple of years since i have been there and i have certainly noticed a lot of change since my last ad congress.  if the weather disappoints you, there is now a mall you can go to.  call centers and even Koreans found their way up there and has settled in too. everything you see is oddly familiar that you have to get out of the city to realize that you are indeed in a different place.  but the thrill of going up to Baguio remains.  so i bet it will remain in our list of getaways for a long run.  there are other alternatives, La Union, Baler, Pangasinan, Pagudpod... and the list goes on.

but while these destinations are beckoning, i believe that there will still be some of us who wish to keep things slow this weekend.  the bed would seem like a better getaway than most places.  so they would rather stay this special weekend quietly at home spending quality time with family.  if I do not come up with a weekend plan before bedtime, that is what our family might be doing this week.  and its actually not a bad thing to do.  

to each his own...whether you opt to go out or stay at home, please do not forget to kiss your Dad and your husband.  give them a warm hug and just thank them for being who they are. make him coffee, give him his morning paper, let him hold the remote, drive this time (only if you are licensed, please), give him the best cut of meat on the platter.  it is their special time this weekend.  let us treat them like royalty.  

Happy Fathers' Day!


Tuesday, June 7

the little girl in a little red dress

a little girl got lost in the woods after getting some sunshine for her and her bright yellow canary. the woods seem scary for a little girl but our little heroine is brave. she is in deep thought now, careful not to be careless as she was moments ago just before they ended up in the deep woods.

just like most of us who find ourselves in dire situations, we feel the need to stop on our tracks, not to give up but to think what lies ahead and look forward to something better, something sweeter... for this little girl, a warm choco fudge brownie and a glass of milk is enough to keep her going.

i've handrawn this little girl on a regular pad paper using pencil crayons. colors were digitally enhanced.

Tuesday, May 3

shhh...

just when everything around you is in constant chaos, this is probably the best place you can send yourself to

Monday, April 11

surviving another race

image by daniel mackie

yesterday, i woke up two hours earlier than usual.  this was because i was registered to run for Earth Day.

i am a novice when it comes to running.  i only run on weekends.  and when i have learned that i was running 5k just a day earlier, anxiety came in.  i did not have the luxury of time to psyche myself up for the race, just as i have in the previous races.  

so as i woke up on race day, i've prayed for strength both physical and mental.  i knew that if i was to run the usual way i run on weekends, finishing that 5k won't be easy.  during my regular weekend rounds at my favorite campus oval, i do not usually make 5k.  uh..oh...

 doing 5k i knew will require from me a little bit more of everything
a little bit more pain, 
a little bit more breathlessness, 
a little bit more lightheadedness, 
a little bit more sweat, 
a little bit more stretch, 
a little bit more songs in my head... 

but i finished the race! (46 minutes or so...)

Jacqueline Gareau has put it in words perfectly:
"The body does not want you to do this. As you run, it tells you to stop but the mind must be strong. You always go too far for your body. You must handle the pain with strategy...It is not age; it is not diet. It is the will to succeed.” 


half way through the course my legs were screaming... breath running out... 
my heart was racing so fast i was sure, it went ahead of me and was already in the finish line. 

really, it was the will to finish that saved me.  and really, the reason why the will was stronger was because i ran with hubby on my side. he was so sweet to agree not to run 10k so I could have a running buddy.  

i like it when we run together.  it allows me to push myself harder for reasons like... i feel guilty not making him run his normal pace (i run way too slow than he normally does), so have to run run run (and it's embarrassing to make him walk half the time)... it also comforts me to know that just in case i lose it while running, somebody will be there to catch my fall :)

thank you hubby for running with me.

i am looking forward to another one... a 10k perhaps... we'll see