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    Zak’s race

    Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

    zak’s race 1 This is my boy in action! I wanted to add here a thousand exclamation marks not because I think he is the best but because I was so surprised that he showed a competitive spirit in something other than reading or being smart. I never thou…

    Fold a T-shirt in 2 seconds!

    Monday, July 14th, 2008

    If you’re like me who is always buried in heaps of clothes that need ironing or folding, then you should try this amazing tip of folding a tshirt in 2 seconds. I tried this and it really works. It saves a lot of time, especially if you’re like me who h…

    Comedy in the bathroom

    Saturday, July 12th, 2008
    At about 2 this morning, Zak came into our bed crying from a bad dream. Eventually, after a few minutes, he fell asleep again on his daddy’s chest. So when K got up to move Zak back to his bed, I staggered into the bathroom, half-asleep, one eye closed, the other half-open. I didn’t bother to turn on the light; I cleared the floor from toy-hazards before I slept. As I sat on the the toilet seat with my head lolling about, I could hear K’s footsteps coming towards me. I couldn’t utter a sound despite the desperate urge to shout BACK OFF!

    K stood there right infront of me for maybe half a second trying to engage the gear in his brain to identify the big fat blob on the toilet seat. Half-frightened, half-curious, he covered his eyes with his left hand and extended his right hand to touch my head! This time, my eyes fluttered wide open. What the bloody thing is he doing?! As soon as he felt my hair, he went, HHHRRRRR! and did a quick successive double steps backwards like a frog gone out of balance. Because at that time only about 25% of my brain was awake, I only managed to say HEEYYYYY and he went, OH! I THOUGHT IT WAS THE WASHING!

    As I crawled back into bed, I thought, how could the washing be in the toilet? Do I really look like a fat heap of dirty clothes in the dark? But I was too tired to clarify this with him; I just wanted to go back to sleep straight away. And then my body started shaking, from my feet up my hips and shoulders… I just couldn’t help it! I started to convulse into a very painful and tired laughter. We were both laughing, almost crying, at the image of him covering his eyes with one hand while the other touching my head as if he was a blind priest scared to bless my soul in the dead of night in my bathroom throne. And those dance steps he did? That totally finished me off.

    Comedy in the bathroom

    Saturday, July 12th, 2008

    At about 2 this morning, Zak came into our bed crying from a bad dream. Eventually, after a few minutes, he fell asleep again on his daddy’s chest. So when K got up to move Zak back to his bed, I staggered into the bathroom, half-asleep, one eye closed…

    A day in the city

    Saturday, July 5th, 2008

    Metallic work against wood, originally uploaded by Soyy.In our family it’s illegal to use the words ‘retail’ and ‘therapy’ and ‘day-out’ in the same sentence, unless of course it is a declarative statement like this. We also use the word ‘illegal’ all …

    Taking time off busy, crazy life

    Monday, June 30th, 2008

    Today, we went out for a 9-mile walk. Zak was in school so Lewis had us all by himself! The reservoir seemed deserted and the cloudy sky didn’t help but it was a great time to talk about things that don’t concern dishwashing and schedules of toilet cle…

    I’m a nanny

    Saturday, June 28th, 2008

    Saturday today and I got out of bed annoyed and fed up with the word I kept on hearing for the last two hours: SMART.Zak came to my bed and asked if it’s school day today. I said no, it’s Saturday today and we’re going to town to buy a new lunch box - …

    INCOMERS

    Thursday, June 26th, 2008

    If there is one tv program you should watch this week, it is this one. Incomers.INCOMERS is a must-see documentary dispelling the myth that all immigrants in the UK are either asylum seekers or benefits-scrounger. It follows Joy, A Filipino, who chose …

    To all French-speaking bloggers

    Thursday, June 19th, 2008

    My son told me that he could pray in French. The only French I know is Belleville Rendezvous, you know, that film, and so I said, ok, let me hear you pray in French. He was so serious about it, like hey, there’s something I know that you don’t. But….

    therapy again: best speech ever

    Saturday, June 14th, 2008

    Heels and shoulders knees and shoes…

    Friday, June 13th, 2008

    The controversial high heels for babies age 0-6 months caught my attention, not because of its ghastly pink colour, but because, well they’re just so over the top. I mean, why would a baby need high heels, for heaven’s sake? Are they also good for the…

    Parenting is not just about wiping bottoms…

    Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

    My boys caught a stomach bug and for over 24 hours now, I have been constantly changing pants and nappies. My hands are totally stripped of skin from the constant washing and disinfecting. They look gnarled like I’ve just turned 92 without knowing it.1…

    You don’t have to be a surgeon to see a naked man other than your partner

    Monday, June 9th, 2008

    Last Friday, I went with a friend to the theatre to watch The Full Monty. K tucked the boys in bed and my father-in-law handed me two free tickets so I could enjoy watching six pairs of ass.The show kicked off with a Chippendale kind of striptease. I …

    This is therapy

    Wednesday, June 4th, 2008

    Mouthwash

    Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008

    Today, one of K’s work colleagues is off work and asked him to pass on to other work colleagues some CDs and DVDs.This morning, he sent me an email. Part of it reads:”… [He] had written all sorts… One of the CDs had Les tyrene on it so I spent 1…

    At the beach

    Sunday, June 1st, 2008

    I took my boys to the beach… and my god came back with them.

    Mama’s boy

    Saturday, May 31st, 2008

    We went to the beach the other day. 21 degrees and breezy. Perfect. So after 6 hours of frolicking in the sand and sea, we decided we had enough.I dried up the boys, and when I took off Zak’s underpants, he started giggling and wanted to run off.K sa…

    How to laugh when the kitchen is a mess

    Monday, May 26th, 2008

    Sometimes, when the kitchen mess gets too overwhelming, we try to distract ourselves by testing each other how much we know about each other’s country. Sounds over the top? Well, it’s either that or scrubbing 2 weeks worth of grease in the oven. So, we…

    What does it take to be beautiful?

    Sunday, May 25th, 2008

    I looked at the reviews of Olay on the internet but I could never find a negative feedback. I don’t know if the only reason why they’re all pro-Olay is because they’ve all been initiated by Olay marketing and advertising? Or it could be that it just wo…

    I wanted to post about the paraben content of Olay but this is more important

    Saturday, May 17th, 2008

    I was tidying up the rubbish bin that was our house when I heard the doorbell ring. My husband was upstairs watching football on TV. The boys were with him. I was downstairs but in a terrible state. I had on my 1950s tracksuit bottoms, a house dress I …

    I kind of hate the skin I’m in, or something like that

    Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

    I have never been so particular with my skin. I only ever use one product - a body lotion - and until recently, I used it as such - from my face, down my hands and feet.I don’t use make-up, and only very rarely I apply foundation to even my skin tone, …

    Teddy bear’s picnic

    Friday, May 9th, 2008

    picnic at Somersall, originally uploaded by Soyy.England is having a rare burst of summery sunshine during the late onset of spring. It was only last week when winter was still in full-swing and just like that, the great british season forgot that it’s…

    Proud to be Bri-noy

    Thursday, May 1st, 2008

    The boys’ bathtime routine is conducted in Surigaonon dialect. Even if they don’t speak it, they understand and that’s enough for me. If you’re a fly on the wall, you’ll just hear the swooshing of the water, the clanking of the jug against the bath, …

    Narcissus

    Monday, April 28th, 2008

    While Zak was in school today, I managed to get hold of his digital camera. I uploaded onto my camputer 305 images that he took in less than a week. I deleted half of them and saved the rest.He took just ONE of me - ONE of his daddy’s reflection - …

    Delusion

    Friday, April 25th, 2008

    Lately, Zak has been asking me about God.How does God make the sun? How does God make the rain? Why does God kill people?I must have failed all my science subjects in school because when I explained to him about hydrogen and helium, I wasn’t able to c…

    Britain’s Got Talent! I mean, this Filipino’s Got Talent!

    Sunday, April 20th, 2008

    Last night, Madonna Decena, a Filipino singer, went on Britain’s Got Talent. Wowww! You should watch her performance and see why Britain gave her a standing ovation.

    Tag 8:20

    Saturday, April 19th, 2008

    This is from Shiela, and I am tagging 8 bloggers listed at the end of this post.

    Rules:
    Remove one (1) question from below and add in your personal question to make it a total of 20 questions. Then, tag eight (8) people in your list. List them out at …

    Sing Me Your Song Again, Daddy

    Saturday, April 12th, 2008

    I stumbled upon this video when I searched for Filipino artists on Youtube. It’s a heartwarming song and I couldn’t help but shed a tear when I listened and sang along with it. My kids who were eating wondered why I became emotional. I didn’t want to …

    Rich AND happy

    Thursday, April 10th, 2008

    I would just like to build on what I posted previously, re Rich but not happy. Joy said that ‘wealth is just a state of mind’. Does it mean that I might be financially wretched and my bank balance might be zero, yet I could still be happy?Up to what le…

    Rich but not happy

    Tuesday, April 8th, 2008

    Would you like to be rich and unhappy, or poor but happy? Check out this news item from the BBC.”After 30 years of unprecedented economic growth, the British arericher, healthier - but no happier than in 1973.The latest Social Trends, the annual survey…

    The bike race that was only a bike and never a race

    Saturday, April 5th, 2008

    (I would like to apologise now that the photos are out of focus as these were done on a point and shoot basis. I was still doing a mummy job while recording their movements, with Grandad on hand ready to pick up fallen bikes, or boys. My heart was on m…

    What’s the matter with these Filipinos. 2 0f 2

    Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

    What’s the matter with these Filipinos. 1 of 2 I don’t know how other Filipino communities in Britain work but I must say that the one near me is just so riddled with questions and misunderstanding.It’s very much a little Philippines, where little pol…

    A tractor or not a tractor: that is the question

    Thursday, April 3rd, 2008

    Bang in the middle of my residential area is a dam, with 3 football pitches, a playground, and a picnic area. We are fortunate in that we live at the edge of this park and our windows overlook the dam.So this morning, I took Lew out for a walk. The sk…

    A singer and an Indian food

    Sunday, March 30th, 2008

    While at work yesterday, a colleague enthused about this artist whose album she bought from the supermarket at a bargain price (£5). I didn’t have any clue who this artist was and anyway, my interest in music is like your interest in this piece of blo…

    7.40pm and the boys have been asleep for half an hour

    Friday, March 28th, 2008

    I went upstairs to check on everybody.The three were all asleep!I tried to tickle their noses…oopps, a tiny bit of flaring up in there, a fraction of a movement on one little finger, and a BIG SNEEZE from the big man!I wiped my face on my sleeve and …

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