2011
Last Year in my Twenties
Today’s the day I celebrate my last year in my twenties. I am looking forward to the great things God has planned for me this year.
In the words of Telepopmusik, “Another day… just believe… another day.. just breathe.”
Enjoy life kids! Dance like you’ve never danced before. Live like this is the first time you’ve breathed life.
2011
Being Wooed
These past few days, my heart has been swelling. Swelling with love.
God is wooing me. Asking me to talk to Him and spend time with Him. He has truly been showing me how much He loves me. With the sunsets, with art, and with the people He is putting in my life.
He is inspiring me to be me. Gently nudging me to where He wants me to be, to bless me, to love me and protect me.
I thank God that he speaks through sunsets. I thank God He still hears my cries. He hears my desires.
Last week, He gave me another sunset. It was more beautiful and mesmerizing than the first sunset I showed you all. We all stopped to take a look at it. Even my boss stopped to take photos herself. Oh it was beautiful. And I knew it was for me.
This whole weekend, I was surrounded by creativity I haven’t seen in a long time. Theater, singing, dancing and film. It was not just an awakening of the senses, but a calling I have ignored for some time. I will write. I will take more photos. I will act and I will dance like King David danced.
I am back because I am loved.
2011
Dancing and Hanging out with the Boys
What I thought was going to be a quiet Saturday night turned out the opposite. I think the last time I went dancing was in ’07 when a friend of mine performed with her hiphop group at a club. It has definitely been years.
At dinner Saturday night, I was talking to my new friend Sasha about how I loved dancing. She enthusiastically replied with a, “Me too!” We then found out a couple of minutes after dinner that the place we were at had a dance floor in the other room. We both got up and said to the boys, “We have to go dance at least for a little bit!”
And the photos below are what transpired from that night.
Then on Sunday, Nick and I decided that it was bout time we visited our friend Josh and Val, and spend time with their little one, Andrew.
I had such a blast watching the little guy even for just a little bit. He is the sweetest little boy. I think throughout the day he was starting to like me. To the point that he actually sat on me. haha!
He had a grand time playing with a sticker that was used as a name tag. He was laughing the whole time when he stuck it on his mouth.
He was sitting on me. I loved hugging this little guy.
Andrew’s bodyguards.
Josh doing something crazy like usual.
I think my husband is ready. :-p
2010
December and Shrimp Fried Rice
December has been really busy that’s why I haven’t been posting as often as I want. There are times when I look at the calendar and I get stressed with the amount of stuff that I have to go to. It’s really not work related but mostly just being at a lot of places in one day. This is usual for our family during December so I just have to deal with it.
I can’t wait for Christmas vacation and for the actual celebration of Christ’s birthday. Ahhh I get to relax for a little bit.
I noticed that my blog is turning into a food blog. I am wondering if I should have a separate blog for the food and for life. I don’t know. Just throwing the idea out there.
For now, I’ll try and catch up on my posts with December events and what I have been cooking.
So the other day, I remembered I had left over shrimp in the fridge. Again, I wanted something quick and easy. So I ended up with Shrimp Fried Rice. This is the Chinese part of me that comes out once in a while. For those of you that don’t know, my great grandfather on my dad’s side is Chinese. I remember, every time it was my grandmother’s birthday, we’d always go to a Chinese restaurant. On some of her birthdays the cook at my grandma’s house will make something Chinese. I especially love their steamed fish with scallions. Oh wow. Heaven!
Fried rice is a staple in the house I grew up in. My eldest brother and I, when we wanted some midnight snack, we always made fried rice. He’d always find some left over meat and add it to our rice and it was such a comfort food that up to now, I still make the same kind of fried rice that we used to make growing up. I guess we learned how to cook because if we didn’t, there will be no midnight snack to eat.
For this recipe, I went to Steamy Kitchen for the basics. I skipped the corn starch and forgot the sesame oil. haha! But it still turned out good. In our home, there’s always left over rice. If there wasn’t, then it’s definitely the end of the world for me. I started with the garlic on this one, I know it doesn’t say anything about garlic in the recipe but hey, I’m Filipino, I can’t skip the garlic in fried rice.
Unfortunately, Nick didn’t get to have some because he was out somewhere. So I had the leftovers for lunch the next day.
Don’t you just love going to work knowing you have some good food that you’re going to eat for lunch?
2010
The Night of the Fight
This was the night that Manny Pacquiao won his 8th world title in 8 divisions. He made us proud to be Filipino!
I started cooking from 2pm and finally finished when I deep fried all the lumpia that I wrapped at my friend’s house, and that was at around 6pm. It was worth it. We ate. We shouted. We met new people and celebrated the victory of Manny Pacquaio.
I was so happy that my good friend Simson came to watch with us. I had no idea he likes boxing too.
My other capoeira friend, Ethan, came over to watch too. I lent him one of Nick’s Philippine shirts so he’d know what it feels like to be Filipino. hahahaha!
One of the great things of being in capoeira is meeting great friends like Giulia. She came and watched the changes that happened to Margarito’s face. From normal to looking like he was wearing a mask. Again, Margarito’s camp should’ve told the ref to stop the fight on the 8th round. They didn’t do that, so now Margarito has to get a big surgery to fix his broken orbital bone.
The aftermath of the lumpia that I made. That platter was full of lumpia. I was so happy everyone loved it.
After I took this photo, someone took all of what’s left in that pot. My adobo was a winner too.
The gang and Tanya Loca.
To celebrate Manny’s win. I made the guys eat some balut. We needed to keep with the Filipino theme and because they’re guys, a good competition is always present. After 7 years of knowing Nick, he finally had a balut. My friend Christian on the right, is half Filipino. Yet, it was still his first time to eat one. Ramon, on the left, didn’t really want to do it but because his son just ate it like it was no biggie. He had to do it as well.
It was such a great night I didn’t want it to end. Did you watch the fight between Pacquiao and Margarito too? Who were you rooting for?
How are you feeling today?
There are times I feel like the cat and other times I feel like the squirrel.
Which one are you today?
2010
Reaching Out
There are times when I reach out. I give and give. And it is not returned. When do you say, “That’s it. I’m moving on?” Should I just keep on going when my actions are not reciprocated?
It’s pretty hard sometimes. I guess because people change and I know I have changed as well. Have I become a bad friend? Have I said the wrong thing? I ask these questions and I don’t really get a straight answer.
Maybe I just have to wait.
Wait forever and wait for what?
On a lighter note, Pacquiao won. Oh yeah! 8th Division baby!
2010
What are you doing this Saturday night?
Want to know what I’m doing?
I’ll be watching this…
Pacquiao vs Margarito
Pacman, you know what to do. Beat him down!!!
