Cranky Piece Of Humanity

On an average, I wake up at least 7 times everyday before my alarm sets off. Thrice as the puppies wake me up at 3:30 a.m. and I let them out at 5, twice as my hubby's alarms go off, once to wake up my daughter and another to send her off to school.. No... Continue Reading →

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Packing Emotional Bric-A-Brac

Here I was taking a break after an afternoon of packing what I call emotional bric-a-brac. In truth, I was packing books and tons of art supplies. I’m used to moving but packing will always be an emotional experience, especially this time around. I love my place. I moved here as a single mom with... Continue Reading →

Picture Or It Never Happened

I saw this picture today and it made me tear up. That could have been me flying in a perfect swan dive in the air. Unfortunately, I don’t have anything to show for my spectacular dive and I still blame Mark to this day. A couple of years ago, we went to Boracay and wanted... Continue Reading →

Brave Naked Runs, A Fact Of Life

Last month, we were discussing if we should get a CCTV camera for our new place. We have been a bit paranoid ever since someone broke into our unit last year. The burglar climbed into the balcony like Spiderman, forced the window open and stole valuables. He was playing ninja in the middle of the... Continue Reading →

Beware The Cranky Mom

I really don't mind being busy. In fact, I love having a certain level of stress. I used to thrive on a professionally stressful day. I love it but I hate what it does to me. I head home tired, cranky and closed from interaction. My brain just wants to shut down and stop thinking.... Continue Reading →

Bento Moms, The Overachievers

Mondays. Ugh. I really live for weekends nowadays especially with this freakish cold weather here in Manila. 24 degrees in a tropical country is rare. I just want to be snuggled in bed and sleep all day like a hibernating bear. This morning, a scent wafted from the kitchen and woke me up – bacon. We love... Continue Reading →

Late Steak Date

Here I am outside Santis. Waiting for my husband. I can't go in because I have Vader with me. I don't really understand half the things sold here. I will not pretend to be a foodie or connoisseur of anything. I just like eating them. Eat all of them like a pregnant woman on her... Continue Reading →

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