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on a high

I was not expecting this. But it happened!

My lovely bridesmaids threw me a surprise bridal shower! -Not posting group photos for the privacy of everyone involved! hahahaha! seriously, it was very wholesome, good food, great friends and a family get together all rolled into one party.

May I also add that the place looked superb?! I loved all the party decor! Most of the decor are a labor of love-DIY!!! – the venue is our soon to be home. 

Standing slow clap for all the girls! And to my two MOHs-you have blown me away!

surprised!

top-left to right: 1-surprised! 2-I got a sash! 3-we play games. the one in the photo is dress up the bride using tissue paper. bottom-left to right: 4-modeling my tissue paper gown 5-loads of food 6-they gave me gifts. 

And they also got me a really really cute owl cake and cupcakes and owl giveaways too!

owl themed! =)

owl themed! =) Cake and cupcakes are gifts from my cousins- It is a Sugarbox fondant chocolate cake, the owl giveaways are lovingly prepared by Kei’s sister and my childhood friend! The super cute wedding dolls are from my childhood friend and churchmate! 

Almost did not want to cut the cake because I find it too cute!!! However the chocolate cake inside is so good that I managed to eat a lot of it!

I felt so grateful and loved. –The prenup/wedding related posts would have to wait… I am still not over sorting the photos and since the wedding day is fast approaching I am really really busy. 

Till the next post!


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the day popcorn almost burned the house down

This is one of my most epic childhood memory.

It was a day like this, a cloudy sort of rainy day when Joanna and I decided to have a cartoon marathon. We hurriedly sneaked out to buy our drinks (a 20 peso Flintstone’s punch a buy-one-take-one deal) on the convenience store near our home.

flintstones soda drink

flintstones soda drink photo from tumblr

We were particularly fond of the prehistoric punch, limestone lemonade and bedrock berry flavors. 

Since we don’t have enough money at that time to buy us snacks we decided to make our own popcorn.

We really felt that it was one awesomely genius idea at that time.

First we searched for the popcorn kernels and opened the stove, placed a wok (yes, a wok!) with some cooking oil and placed the kernels there and covered the whole thing. Pop goes the first kernel.

popcorn

Our plan is working!

More kernels popped. But we were to chicken to actually open the cover, we decided that it is best to wait till there is no more popping sound.

WRONG DECISION.

Grey smoke started to rise up from the wok! Then it turned black. We scrambled to look for the pot holders and opened the whole thing up.

Black angry puffs of smoke greeted us. The popcorn was burnt and some of it was on fire!

We turned off the stove and put on a brave front by wearing the potholders and planning to lift the whole thing up to the sink to douse the smoky mess with water.

*To add to our disaster, my nanny is sleeping. My little brother is also asleep. We were screwed big time.

photo from bgfons.com

photo from bgfons.com

We never got the mess to the sink.

It landed on the kitchen floor with a loud bang, spewing its sorry fiery contents in the white tiles. Joanna and I looked at each other and screamed! By this time, the smoke from the kitchen was a fluffy thick black consistency, spilling out to the common outdoor area we share with the neighbors. Within a few seconds the neighbors are banging at the door, with shouts that they call the fire station.

We cried.

My nanny was now awake and very furious. She quickly got a blanket doused in water and proceeded to blanket the mess. Ran to open the door and tell the neighbors, we got everything under control, and that she was sorry for the inconvenience.

No more popcorn. A possible week of no allowance, a reprimand and maybe a “time out” from friends is looming ahead when the parents got home. We drank our Flintstones drink in miserable silence.

Thankfully, my nanny let it pass. It never got to the parents.

 

Till now, Joanna and I still laugh about the burnt popcorn. Our parents never knew this popcorn incident that almost burned the house down.

We blame it all on the popcorn. We call it “baog na popcorn”.

(baog is the Filipino term for sterile, so it means sterile popcorn).

 


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Filipino Fridays(2): kids and books

This Friday’s question from the Filipino Readercon:

What were your favorite books as a kid or while you were growing up? Do you still read children’s books? If you could give your younger self a book to read, what would it be?

 

I am blessed to have a lot of books as a kid. looking back, I might have had a little too much.

my favorite childhood books

my favorite childhood books/magazines

Let us start with my borrowed books. The Berenstain bears and Highlights were from the library. I get them on Fridays and enjoy them on the weekend. I would then share the Berenstain bears with my little sister, with me being the storyteller. The highlights magazines however, was very addicting to me! I kept borrowing it till the next issue arrives!  Till I got lucky and won our school library’s best reader of the month-year contest. (Best reader of the month gets a free highlights magazine! I have a copy every month. then by the end of the year a medal. *basically the student most number of read books is the winner.)

Then comes the quarterly goodie box from my Aunt who is living in the States. The box consists of a lot of candies (Jolly rancher, tootsie roll, hershey’s, m&ms) plus kool aid with my prized Archie comics. I get into a squabble with my cousins every time the goodie box arrives, I want dibs on the Archie comics. Sweet Valley kids to university series is a different story. I wait for my older cousins to finish reading it, then I get to read it and its mine. I really don’t like it that much, but hey, its free. I might as well get it.

Disney Adventures are my bonus. I usually get them when I help my mum do the grocery, she buys it for me as a reward for helping. I really love grocery shopping, and I do love Disney Adventures too. Hitting two birds with one stone. Awesome.

Lastly the Old master Q comics that I do not read (its in Chinese) but I just stare at the pictures. I get my hands on these when I visit the dentist (who lives downstairs), and lets me borrow the comics to be returned after I am finished with the book. *This is why I love going to the dentist!*

 

If I could give my little self books, I would shell out for Garfield comics and Peanuts comics and another subscription for Reader’s digest.

I dream of these

I dream to get more of these

Our school has a yearly-week-long  book fair, armed with my saved from allowance 50 php, (My recess allowance is 20php per day) I cant really buy much. But, I really want to buy all the Garfield and Peanuts comics they have!  So, being the little penny pinch-er that I am, I buy all my books on Monday. I could get 3 books.  I would then go read it  all as fast as I could and exchange it for another. ( ex. Garfield 1 in exchange for Garfield 2, repeat process till Friday. Whatever books i get on Friday stays with me.)  I also love getting my Dad’s copy of the Reader’s digest, and reading it first!  Which bugs my Dad, till my Uncle gave me my own subscription of Reader’s digest as a Christmas gift when I turned 10. That was a milestone for me. Receiving my own books in the mail with my name on it! Bliss! 

If I could give my little self books, I would mail myself a box full of comic books. (and probably the illustrated encyclopedia that I covet as a kid.)

 

I still read comic books. But rarely now. Although I do read Young Adult books once in a while.

Looking back, almost all of my books have colored pictures. I love looking at their illustrations.

One of my pastimes those days were re-creating the drawings found on the book to my little sketchpad. I also tried my hand on drawing/creating  my own books, made of folded pieces of letter paper, stapler and colored pencils. Those little hand made books were usually given to my Mum who is obligated to read/understand it. 

Maybe these books were the ones that are responsible for shaping me/inspiring me to be an artist.

Thank you Books. You were really good friends to me. 

 

 

 

 

 


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a quick escape

I wish I could be someplace else but since it looks like I am going to be stuck here, I might as well go on a little journey of my own by burrowing my nose on a book. To me, books are encapsulated magic, they take me to places I never could have been, talk to famous people both living and the dead, they are also teach me lot of stuff and keep me company when I have none.

Frederick the Literate -by Charles Wysocki Photo taken from http://www.artifactsgallery.com/

Frederick the Literate -by Charles Wysocki
Photo taken from http://www.artifactsgallery.com/

I am never lonely or alone when I am with a book. I just sit on the couch and I can be in any part of the world, or on the fantasy world. I have friends big and small, furry, scaled, armored, winged, or deep in the ocean. In  there I can be a peasant, a princess or a unicorn! I can also be deep in thought while trying to analyze what the author is saying, but there is never a dull moment when I am with a book. I can go on reading for hours till I fall asleep and the moment I wake up, I want to go reading again.

Most  of my childhood was also spent in the company of books, I used to stay at the library for hours and go home with three books in tow, the next day I will be back again for more books. For the little me at that time,  ultimate comfort was having a good book, a bowl of ice cream and a rainy sky outside my window.

Since it is now the time for the rainy season, books the perfect place to get lost in.

There is no friend as loyal as a book. -Ernest Hemingway 


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Good old days

My sister made a lot of ice candy for us at home and as she offered me one, and I am suddenly filled with nostalgia.

photo from pinterest

photo from Pinterest

I miss those carefree summer days, we would play from sunrise to sundown. And for the whole summer that we would have no allowance, we made ice candy to sell to other kids for profit and for our own tummies as well. Normally we make the ice candies as soon as my parents left for work in the morning, by early afternoon the ice candy is ready to be sold. It consists of fruit juice or chocolate milk and a lot of sugar, on rare occasions we used cola! Placed in small tubular plastic and frozen in the fridge. Very simple really but, we sold a lot. From our initial capital of 50 pesos we earned 300 pesos by the end of summer.  Not bad eh? It was our “monkey business” to get money to buy french fries and cheese sticks from the bakery near our house.

 

It is a sweet memory of our childhood days.

Oh, how I yearn for the simplicity of days that has gone by.