reminiscin'....

with all the news today, i can't help but think of my own life... what will i reminisce if i'm about to report to Him after a certain amount of time? silly... but that's my thought today..:) well, let me indulge..:) 

first one would be my husband... why? because he reminds me of days when i was pregnant with our son, IANE VINZ.  though God gifted me of an easy pregnancy (thank You so much Lord!), of course, i wasn't spared with the changing of moods, bloated tummy (hehehe), oversensitiveness and all pregnancy-related stuff... with him man gud, i felt love... he is the best husband in the whole wide world *wink... there were instances that i would turn my back from him when i'm about to change my clothes... seeing what i did, he would usually hug me from behind and tell me that it's ok because i'm still beautiful and that i'm carrying his child. and when i cry for no apparent reason, he would just tell me that it's ok and normal... another thing about my husband... he really makes it a point to let me know that i'm wanted... he makes me securely believe that he is faithful... that there's no need to doubt his faithfulness towards me. he never puts me in a situation wherein i would doubt his love towards me... i must admit though that ours was never perfect... we still bump through some loopholes along the way... but it's ok... it's normal... what matters is how we handle each trials that comes our way...

next one is my baby, IANE VINZ... oh, how i adore that little chubby man when he was still a super baby... how he cry, smile and giggle everytime i would cuddle him up... that little warrior simply loves to be hugged and talked everytime...  i remember when he was a year old... he would sometimes show his little fist to me and you could see the naughtiness of that young lad... hahaha... then, there was a time when he made sumbong to me nga giaway sya sa iya cousin... i was happy and ecstatic then... i don't know how i felt then... that was the first time that he made sumbong...  when he's with his friends and cousins, he would really laugh loud and run as if there's no tomorrow... sometimes, i wish i could be like my son... hahaha...he's so carefree... he doesn't care about anything... he would just do what he wants..i'm really proud of him and i super love him... hehehe(not that obvious no?)...now, he is in school... a baby no more...:) 

til next... m off...:)

THE BOY WITH THE LOW I.Q.

I just got this from a facebook friend's wall and somehow, i like it... so, might as well, share this na lng for us to see and ponder...:)


enjoy reading!




this is about a boy with a low IQ...




Let me tell you what happened to a young Canadian boy.

Call him Johnnie Martin. He was the son of a carpenter, and his mother worked as a
 housekeeper. They lived frugal lives, saving their money for the day when they could send their son to college. Johnnie had reached the second year in high school when the blow fell. A psychologist attached to the school called the young man, just reached sixteen, into his private office and this is what he said.

'Johnnie, I've been studying your marks and I've gone over your various tests in motor and sensory impressions - your physical examination. I've made a very careful study of you and your achievements.'

'I've been trying hard,' put in Johnnie.

'That's just the trouble.' said the psychologist.

'You have worked very hard indeed - but it has not helped. You just don't seem able to get ahead in your studies. You're just not cut out for it, and for you to remain in high school would, in my opinion, be a waste of time.'

The boy buried his face in his hands.

'This will be hard on my mother and father,' he said. 'Their one idea is for me to be a college man.'

The psychologist laid his hand on the boy's shoulder. 'People have different kinds of talents, Johnnie,' he said.'

'There are painters who were never able to learn the multiplication table, and engineers who can't sing on key. But every one of us has something special - and you are no exception. Some day you will find what your special gift is and when you do, you will make your parents very proud of you.'

Johnnie never went back to school. Jobs were scarce in town, but he managed to keep busy mowing the lawns of the householders and puttering in their flower-beds. And then a curious thing happened. Before long his customers began to notice that Johnnie had what they called a 'green thumb'. The plants he tended grew and blossomed, and the rose trees blossomed. He fell into the habit of making suggestions for re-arranging the tiny front-yard landscapes. He had an eye for colour and could make surprising combinations that pleased the eye.

One day while he was down town he happened to notice a stretch of unused land behind the city hall. Chance or fate or whatever you may like to call it brought one of the town's alderman round the corner just at that moment. Impetuously the boy said, 'I can make a garden out of this dump, if you'll let me.'

'The town's got no money for frills,' said the alderman.

'I don't want any money for it,' said the boy - 'I just want to do it.'

The alderman, being a politician, was astounded to find anyone who did not want money, under any and all circumstances. He took Johnnie into an office, and when the young man came out he had the authority to clean up the public eyesore. That very afternoon he borrowed extra tools and seeds and soil. Someone gave him a few young trees to plant. When others heard of it they offered rose-bushes and even a hedge. Then the town's leading manufacturer heard of it, and volunteered to supply some benches.

Before long the dreary old dump had become a little park. There were grassy lawns and little curving walks and restful seats and little house for birds. All the towns people were talking about what a lovely improvement the young man had made.

But it was also a kind of show window for Johnnie. People saw the result of his skill and knew him for a natural landscape gardener.

That was twenty five years ago. Today Johnnie is the head of a prosperous business in landscape gardening. His customers extend into neighbouring provinces.

Johnnie still cannot speak French or translate Latin, trigonometry is unknown to him. But colour and light and lovely prospects are his bread and butter. His aging parents are proud of Johnnie, for he is not only a success - a man of affairs and a member of the best clubs in town - he has also made his part of the world a lovelier place to live in. Where ever he and his men go, they spread beauty before the eyes of people.

Source - Modern Parables by Fulton Oursler. First published in 1951

THE BOY WITH THE LOW I.Q.

I just got this from a facebook friend's wall and somehow, i like it... so, might as well, share this na lng for us to see and ponder...:)




enjoy reading!




this is about a boy with a low IQ...




 Let me tell you what happened to a young Canadian boy.

Call him Johnnie Martin. He was the son of a carpenter, and his mother worked as a
 housekeeper. They lived frugal lives, saving their money for the day when they could send their son to college. Johnnie had reached the second year in high school when the blow fell. A psychologist attached to the school called the young man, just reached sixteen, into his private office and this is what he said.

'Johnnie, I've been studying your marks and I've gone over your various tests in motor and sensory impressions - your physical examination. I've made a very careful study of you and your achievements.'

'I've been trying hard,' put in Johnnie.

'That's just the trouble.' said the psychologist.

'You have worked very hard indeed - but it has not helped. You just don't seem able to get ahead in your studies. You're just not cut out for it, and for you to remain in high school would, in my opinion, be a waste of time.'

The boy buried his face in his hands.

'This will be hard on my mother and father,' he said. 'Their one idea is for me to be a college man.'

The psychologist laid his hand on the boy's shoulder. 'People have different kinds of talents, Johnnie,' he said.'

'There are painters who were never able to learn the multiplication table, and engineers who can't sing on key. But every one of us has something special - and you are no exception. Some day you will find what your special gift is and when you do, you will make your parents very proud of you.'

Johnnie never went back to school. Jobs were scarce in town, but he managed to keep busy mowing the lawns of the householders and puttering in their flower-beds. And then a curious thing happened. Before long his customers began to notice that Johnnie had what they called a 'green thumb'. The plants he tended grew and blossomed, and the rose trees blossomed. He fell into the habit of making suggestions for re-arranging the tiny front-yard landscapes. He had an eye for colour and could make surprising combinations that pleased the eye.

One day while he was down town he happened to notice a stretch of unused land behind the city hall. Chance or fate or whatever you may like to call it brought one of the town's alderman round the corner just at that moment. Impetuously the boy said, 'I can make a garden out of this dump, if you'll let me.'

'The town's got no money for frills,' said the alderman.

'I don't want any money for it,' said the boy - 'I just want to do it.'

The alderman, being a politician, was astounded to find anyone who did not want money, under any and all circumstances. He took Johnnie into an office, and when the young man came out he had the authority to clean up the public eyesore. That very afternoon he borrowed extra tools and seeds and soil. Someone gave him a few young trees to plant. When others heard of it they offered rose-bushes and even a hedge. Then the town's leading manufacturer heard of it, and volunteered to supply some benches.

Before long the dreary old dump had become a little park. There were grassy lawns and little curving walks and restful seats and little house for birds. All the towns people were talking about what a lovely improvement the young man had made.

But it was also a kind of show window for Johnnie. People saw the result of his skill and knew him for a natural landscape gardener.

That was twenty five years ago. Today Johnnie is the head of a prosperous business in landscape gardening. His customers extend into neighbouring provinces.

Johnnie still cannot speak French or translate Latin, trigonometry is unknown to him. But colour and light and lovely prospects are his bread and butter. His aging parents are proud of Johnnie, for he is not only a success - a man of affairs and a member of the best clubs in town - he has also made his part of the world a lovelier place to live in. Where ever he and his men go, they spread beauty before the eyes of people.

Source - Modern Parables by Fulton Oursler. First published in 1951

our nth monthsary ;)

Today, July 20, 2011, marked our nth monthsary(i lost count of the number of months).  days before,as usual, there's nothing to expect because this month, both of us are very busy.  But then, the other night, hubby asked me for a MOVIE DATE! yepey! my heart leaped.. it's been a long time since we've watched a movie together. i was ecstatic.... forward.... tsantsararan...

In the morning, everything went well... mel's colleague, cons, came to the house to install the sub meter for Auntie bb's internet cafe... then lunch came... and then i asked hubby if we would still push thru with our movie date and he said 'yes' and asked me to prepare... and so, i excitedly dressed up and off we went... it really felt like we were teenagers then.. hehehe... he really paid for the jeepney and taxi ride, paid the snacks, hold my hand like first-time couples, and get the tickets for the movie Harry Potter, last installment. 

I was happy not just because i've seen the movie but because i had the time to spend it with my hubby... these past few months kasi, we rarely go on a movie date because we both got very busy and aside from that, movie tickets are much too high for me since i don't have a regular job.  a waste of time and money for me. 

But come going-home time, it's a slight disappointing one (slight lang because i was too happy to think of disappointment). To our shock, fronting sm is baha caused by the heavy rains so we were forced to cross there so we could buy another two sets of comp in pc express... but then, the baha NEVER made me unhappy... instead, we just laugh it off by making fun of my poise and dress paired with the baha... we even joke that there's a free foot spa outside the vicinity of sm. hahaha. until now, i'm still happy and i will forever treasure that moment with my hubby... that memory is now deposited to our happy memory bank. 

Happy nth monthsary to us!

I love you, Melvin!

THANK YOU LORD! 

fighting with myself

Before, I could eat anything without the fear of getting fat.  I dunno... I just can't gain weight that much no matter what I eat and how much.

But NOW is another story.  I'm fighting the bulges already.  For a time, I felt depressed. Who couldn't be?  I can no longer use my college-year old tees and post-graduation jeans. Even those less-than-a-year-old tshirts, dresses and even underwear are quite small na! My gosh! It's really depressing.  Sometimes, I feel like crying coz I can't wear them na.  I feel old and undesirable because of my new body.

But then, it's nobody's fault.  I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY.  And I regret I didn't give enough care to my body.  But, heck! I'm also 30 years old so you can also expect that my body stats won't be that of a 23 years old, right? Hehehe... I'm just trying to be positive here... hehehe... and a little denial also... :) But now, I've started to befriend myself again... and I've come up with a plan to stick to to achieve a healthier body and a fresher and lighter me... I won't be drastic... But instead, it would be slow but sure.  Now, I'll do what I ought to do... so help me God :)

Here are my new month resolution dated July 15, 2011:

1.) Jog or walk everyday for at least 30minutes

2.) Prepare and eat vegetables every monday, wednesday, friday and saturday

3.) Do fruit/vege salad at least twice a week.

4.) Limit rice intake in the evening

           monday      - WITHOUT rice

           tuesday       - w/ rice

           wednesday - WITHOUT rice 

           thursday     - w/ rice

           friday         - WITHOUT rice

           saturday     - w/ rice

           sunday       - WITHOUT rice

5.) one-cup of rice per meal only

That's all for now.  I'm gonna update this exactly the same date next month... Good luck to me! hehehe

my dreams...

each one of us has a dream right? for us girls, we want to be a doctor, a nurse or simply a beautiful plain housewife... some of us dreamed of our wedding day... with all the gowns, flowers, motifs and the likes... but for me, i have numerous dreams and that i will share to you... :) enjoy reading!

first, i want to have a house and lot of my own... to share with my loving husband and kid(s)... a house that i can call my own... meaning, from our own sweat and blood... gosh! with our current state now, it seems like just a dream, really... hehehe... but hey! i'm doing something to realize and fully achieve that dream... i do REAL ESTATE today... YES! i'm a REAL ESTATE ASSOCIATE... and, before the year ends, i'm forcing myself to be a real estate agent... huh! unbelievable? NO! because i said YES to my dreams... i said yes to what the Lord has put in my heart. and i believe that i could achieve it, IN GOD'S TIME... perhaps, it would take longer than others,... depending on how committed i am into achieving it... and i'm not ashamed of it... i'm super proud of my dream... :)

second, i want to bring my husband and kid to HONGKONG DISNEYLAND. yes, you've read it right! i want to go there and bring my baby for a unique family bonding... so i could see how wide the eyes of my baby would become... ;)

third, i want to travel with my mama and papa, sister lalay and brother alain together with my own family to another country... all expense paid... it's a tough dream i know but i'll do my best to do it... of course, i also love my hubby's family, so we would also sponsor trips abroad for my mother and father-in-law... huh! (yes, that's why i wrote these my dreams because it's a dream... a far cry from reality... looks impossible but attainable... just watch and see...

fourth, i want to send 20 deserving students to school... that would really mean a lot to me...

fifth, i want to open a sari sari store... i don't know... even when i was in elementary pa, i really love accepting bayad and giving sukli to customers...  hehehe... until now... maybe that is one of my Lord's gift for me...
aside from a sari sari store, i also want to sell school and office supplies... hehehe... i really love buying and using ballpens into a very nice paper...

sixth, i want to own a lot,... lots of lots... for lease, for future sale... and of course, a  house and lot... for rent and for sale... that would be awesome!  and in time, i want to build houses and sell it to prospective clients... and in that compound/subdivision, i want to put a chapel, a grotto and a garden aside from the usual amenities of a subdivision.

well, what do you think? pretty tough right? but i know, in God's perfect time, everything will be accomplished... in God's time...

praise the Lord! all the time!