My kinda week. . . The Holy Week

So I decided to write again. I always found excuses not to write before, seemed like I had limitless number of things to do in my list. Now that I become a mother you would think that my list becomes endless, on the contrary, I could now find time to write. That may be because I am freed up of all those activities that occupied my time. Now that I have Jos, I could no longer do those things, and while I did become busier with the baby around, I am just staying home, unlike before - need not to elaborate. I am writing this post while Jos is sleeping and I hope I can finish this before he wakes up and looks for mommy.

Anyways, so how was my week?

Yes, a belated birthday bannoffee pie :) This comes from the office. Starting this year the group decided to give a gift to the birthday celebrant instead of buying a cake. We were asked to write our wishlist for an amount of around Php700. Boy was I having a hard time putting something on that list! Lately though I found myself shopping not for me but for the little one. So what I did was put their my favorite cake (or pie?) because afterall what is a birthday without having one, right?  I intended to share it with my colleagues, but forgot so I ended bring home the whole pie. The husband is not that into sweet, so it's just between me and my neighboor friend. And oh by the way, I still have left in my ref... hahaha

My brother who came back from Saudi gave me this as a gift. I had wanted to buy a GoPro because I wanted to use that for taking Jos' videos. I asked him to scout for sale, and mind you electronics there are cheaper even sans sale than here. I then decided to just buy an ordinary digital camera since I would only use it for videos anyways. Husband and I are both using iPhone but due to so much picture-taking and video-recording we always run out of memory space. I thought a digital cam for videos might be helpful. I think this was too cheap because my brother volunteered to buy it for me as a gift. (Now I am wondering, had I decided to have that GoPro, would he buy it for a gift too? hehe). The last time I had a digital cam was a decade ago before I switched to DSLR. I just got too excited to get my hands on this one! :)

It's a no-no to let Jos get out of your sight even for seconds. He moves so fast and look what happened when we had our attention away from him. So love watching how this little man grows so fast. 

When the crib now becomes so small for him. Haha. He got mad when he could no longer roll but upon seeing his dad taking him a photo he posed and smiled. Hahaha, this made my day... The elGuapito Jos con laGuapita pose. Hahaha

Belgian chocolate cookies plus sweet birthday greeting card from my lovely, neighbor friend. Feeling loved. :)

Did manage to cook tuna-pesto pasta for a Good Friday. Yum, the husband loved it, success!!!

Let's Celebrate Life

…and the real story unfolds…

This all began many years ago, when yours truly was still a brat, little girl. As the only girl-child in the house, I seemed to have all the power to do anything I wanted to. And due to lack of playmates, then workers at the house were the poor recipient of my pernicious tricks, and since I was their boss’ daughter they couldn’t touch me. I was that horrible, I know!!! ...and then, one unusual revenge came in an unexpected manner … (her name was) Perla, who must’ve been fed up with all my seemingly innocent yet destructive at times acts, mapped out a plan to bring me down…for life. She claimed to be a fortune teller who could predict the future by merely looking on the birthdates and examining the lines of the palm. Her claim was matched with my eagerness to peep a little hole of my future, unaware of her sneaky intention. As a pre act she tried to predict my brothers’ futures which turned out something really good. I was really excited for mine but then it turned out that mine wasn’t as good as my brothers. Her poignant words, ¨You will not live long, you’ll die young¨ have taunted me ever since. Fear deterred me from sharing this burden to anyone. It had become a great paranoia when I reached teenage years. Any miniscule pain was always translated to cancer…In my mind I had experience all kinds of cancer and when I reached 20, was I happy!!! Every year since then was a big celebration. Of course I kept it all to myself…not until now.

The idea of having a short life has pushed me to my limits. There are bad things but good things can be fairly attributed as well. I couldn’t take it away from my mind, and somehow, I expect one of these days I would be out in this game… but then I fairly play the game. It led me to my aversion to anything risky, yet it made me risk for more (baffling??? I couldn’t explain it further). Age is just numbers… It doesn’t make you old or young… We should count all the things we’ve done and stop counting the years. I still believe I’m still young. Perla forgot to define what age is ‘young’ and 50 could still be young for all I know. I really should thank her for showing me that every tick of the clock counts, every relationship matters, and every person is worth caring for. For this I would like to toast a bottle of aguardiente: Happy 25th birthday to me!!!

*This will be my second birthday in Colombia. Last year was great; I had my first passed-out experience. To my friends back home, join me in my celebration… For…over the years and years to come!!! CHEERS!!!

To my mother, happy 59th birthday!

And Perla, wherever you are, Thank You!