Sabi nga, "The best things in life are Free." In this day and age, when too much is focused on material things, of acquiring, of competing, of achieving, of getting ahead... I like to list down, and remind myself, of the simplest things that bring me really bring me real joy without the stress and the pricetag.. things such as ...
1.) the smell of my sons' hair after a bath
2.) waking up to the smell of native longganisa being cooked, and coffee brewing
3.) a sip of iced calamansi juice with honey on a hot, summer day
4.) crunchy turon..and surprise, there's langka sandwiched between the ripe bananas
5.) my hubby's warm body, cuddling me, when the aircon goes full-blast
6.) that fresh, clean feeling, after 15minutes doing body scrub
7.) ahh.. conditioner, after shampoo.. untangling hair
8.) finishing a song on karaoke, and out-scoring my partner by 20pts.
9.) my eldest solving a math problem (a relief, that he's not math-averse like me!)
10.) dark, dark chocolate, melting in my mouth, justifying in my mind, that it's antioxidant.
11.) perfectly applied eyeliner... whew!
12.) deleting all 300 sent messages in my cellphone.
13.) updating my blog, and getting a nice comment from someone i don't know
14.) helping resolve someone else's dilemma, at yahoo answers
15.) getting latest update from a good friend, who live far away
16.) cooking a dish, with the barest ingredient (ginisang gulay) and the whole family finishing it all
17.) conniving w. kids to do a secret project for Daddy
18.) not missing a novena day
19.) fun, gayspeak, conversations
20.) updated showbiz tidbits
21.) my body sweating it out in the hot sauna
22.) listening to my favorite love songs, in the cold dark night while I write my journal
what's your simplest pleasures?
Saturday, March 27, 2010
March 27 was a beautiful sunny saturday morning when we had Rania baptized at the Hearts of Jesus and Mary Parish (twin hearts) in West Triangle, Quezon City. Though we lived quite far from QC, we decided to have her christening there because Hans & Ivan were also baptised there. Also, we fell-in love, with their beautiful air-conditioned christening room which makes the event intimate and memorable.
We normally have about four sets of each sponsor. But on this day and age, when most of our good friends and loved-ones are out of the country. Two of each, who can grace the event with their presence are good enough. Aissa and Mean are my colleagues from Nu Skin while Joey and Leodie are Ted's asssociates from San Miguel.
Rania wore a white dress with a requisite hat. The dress was a hand-me down gift from my friend Divine, whose daughter was baptised a year ago. It doesn't make sense that I should buy her a new long christening gown, when it will only be worn once, and for only a few minutes, since most christening cloth are very itchy. We are not the type naman to make a legacy out of it.
The priest was a jolly fellow who made a loving homily about our responsibilities of raising a Catholic child, how the sponsors should lend a helping hand, as well. Don't you just love christenings, whether it's your kids' or not? It's always refreshing to, sort-of, renew the vows we made to the Lord & and the church, of raising God-fearing kids.
We had lunch reservations at Mario's along Tomas Morato. I love Mario's, the ambience is like a piano bar, but food is comforting. My choices were a mix-match of my all-time favorites -- greens & kangkong fritters for appetizers. Main dishes were melts-in-your-mouth Beef Rendang, fresh fish fillet in oriental sauce, Chicken cooked Thai-style in coconut milk with just the right kick, sauted seasoned-vegies, spaghetti puttanesca and yummy Paella with lots of chorizo de bilbao. Desserts were fluffy Canonigo (Mario's bestseller) and fudge brownies.
I bought wine from outside because Mario's wine list were too over-the-top! Ten bottles of Red and White table wines from Carlo Rossi's at 12.3% proof. Plus, two bottles of non-alcoholic Chamdor for the oldies. We paid corkage, but it was worth it.
Cakes were ordered at nearby Estrelle's. It's a small specialty neighborhood cakeshop that grew out of mother's hobby. Since 1946, they haven't really expanded. I think because they are well-off, they didn't see the reason for additional stress, in exchange for commercial value. They just love to bake, period. Their specialty was lemon custard cake.
I initially didn't want any souvenirs na. Normally, the stuff we get become dust-gatherers at home. But Ted was adamant we should have one. So, to settle the issue. I chose something practical at may silbi. Bookmarks, with a lovely image of Rania and a funny wording, "Cute is an Understatement." and for lack to time, I ordered online some tealight candleholders from a shop at Makati Shangrila. My friends says, tamang-tama, it was Earth Hour that night (830-930pm) the candles will come in handy!
It was a memorable day, with excellent food, pleasant company, lots of laughter and wishes, teasings and lasted till about 230pm lingering over coffee.
My wishes for you, my dear daughter...
"Your Christening is just one of our attempts of becoming good parents to you. You and your brothers came to our lives without any working manual. The way we will raise you, are basically handed-down methodologies we got from our parents. We, your parents turned-out ok, so those methods must be working fine.
As our only daughter, you truly are a blessing we have asked from the Lord, given most lovingly. I don't wish you to be a mini-me, just because we are the only ladies in the famiy. Although, if my style and manners will rub-off on you, please forgive me. Genes and consistent exposure are to blame. You are a unique individual, and I look forward in discovering your developing person, in each and everyday."
If i have it my way, he would have been Grade one already by age 6. However, these big schools have age requirements, he had to be age 7 to enroll in grade 1. So Hans had taken up Prep again. I was concerned that he might graduate high school too old, Lourdes School has grade 7. The same way I did in my elementary days.
But when I saw him with the rest of his classmates on their recent graduation, my concerns were unfounded. There were several boys looking much bigger than he is, and they're all Kinder.
I was expecting a usual graduation ceremony with names being called one by one, and parents are enjoined to pin the ribbons or medals, in case the kid, has an honor or something.
But hans' graduation was different. There was none of those dressed-up toga, go up the stage, shake hands. It was a fun, light, entertaining dance program prepared by the kids to entertain the parents. It basically showcases how matured, behaved, obedient, prayerful -- what they have become since we enrolled them 10 months ago, and shelled-out 70K. Bwahahahaha
When it was my son's class turn to dance, I was so proud of him. He dances so well. He was not shy, he had the groove. Whenever I see him dance, at home or in parties, I cannot fully comprehend where he got his talent. i was a klutz in high school. My husband was a nerd. I was more involved in essay-writing contests, quiz shows, extemporaneous speeches rather than the more graceful dance programs. Weird. I must have been listening to too much pop music while I was pregnant with him. :)
Congratulations, my son. This is just a start of your journey ahead. Too many things to learn, skills to develop, talents to be unlocked. I do not aspire for you to be the best in class, or to be the best in your school. It can be frustrating often trying to measure up to others' standards. My dream is for you, to be the BEST of what YOU can be.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Rania had her usual doctor's visit this morning. The difference is, aside from the usual vaccinations, we had her ears pierced. It was an exciting day for my 3 boys. Baby girl rituals are new for them. Well, for me, too. Everything is a new experience.
My boys were giddy with excitement. The receptionist told us that Dr. Regalado does not accept ear piercing on weekends, only weekdays. It was a saturday, but Ted wouldn't be dissuaded. When we got in, nagparinig agad ke doc. "Doc, sayang, hindi daw kayo nagbubutas ng tenga ng weekend. excited pa naman kami magka-earings si rania." "OO nga po, kasi he looks like a boy." Paano mo ba naman matatanggihan ang sumamo ng 3 boys? So, pinagbigyan kami.
Poor rania, she was crying like a banshee. Hans and Ivan were covering their ears with the throwpillows. They don't like to hear her crying. After sometime, ok na.
She looked so cute with her new emerald-green colored earings.I think she loves it.
Now, the next question is, what do buy that would go lovely with her new earings?