Friday, October 26, 2007
Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.
"Careful. CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my goodness!"
"You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my!"
"WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK!"
"Careful ... CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you'recooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY?"
"Have you LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you alwaysforget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!"
The wife stared at him. "What's wrong with you? You think I don't know howto fry a couple of eggs?"
The husband calmly replied, "I wanted to show you what it feels like whenI'm driving."
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Woman driving up same road.
They pass each other.
The woman yells out the window, PIG!
Man yells out window, B I T C H!
Man rounds next curve.
Crashes into a HUGE PIG in middle of road and dies.
Thought for the Day: If only men would listen!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Kimi seems to increase his size and weight exponentially. Carrying him is just like going to the gym & burning calories. He may be 3.5 months old but he looks like a 6 month old already. The milk nutrients know where to lodge themselves obviously. The site is rewarding 'though.
Now, our baby can mumble, giggle, interact, turn to the side, hold his head and cry & yell to the max when cranky. His body can move untiringly 'til his palms and soles become sweaty. However, the hand-to-mouth practice is uncontrollable and magnifying. I MUST put mittens at times.
Well, I'm feeling senti. Before I know it, he'll soon be walking on his own. Kimi is no longer a "baby". He's a little boy in the making. *sigh*
So to blogspot, thanks for the "memory", really. *wink*
I may have said a lot of nonsense for the past 2 years, nonetheless, I don't regret anything. I just hope, however, I was able to hit my targets. If no effect, then they may either be bato or mababaw to comprehend.
At least I have a diversion and can never be reprimanded. Sad news is my fingers are starting to deteriorate..
Here's my past:
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Monday, October 22, 2007
After my appointment with the haircutter yesterday, I decided to pass by the "mass mall" to inquire on something since I was already out. As the saying goes: "Hitting 2 birds with 1 stone". Had I not been free after, I would not have gone there knowing beforehand that they were having the usual 3-day sale. Of course, lotsa lotsa lotsaaaaa peeps.
The irony is despite the buzz I didnt see anyone I sincerely know but one. 'Twas like finding a needle in a haystack like PCR, i.e., pahirapan. =)
Majority are lowlanders and it's so obvious. Does it mean that Baguio people are anti-social? Perhaps, semi anti-social. Some would rather stay at home, watch tv and be with the family or also go malling, however, when the moles have gone back to their holes.
I didn't stay long not only because I am a crowd hater but I am paranoid. I couldn't imagine myself experiencing a similar tragedy ala Glorietta 2.
..bomb sniffing dogs please!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Thanks but no thanks to Peter Rey's stiffness.
Baguio City is gradually NABUBULOK..
This is another way to reconnect especially if you're fed up with the old means, old lay out. I guess this is the price of being a home body with internet access. Surf, surf and be merry!
Tara! Maki-riot na! ;p
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Here it is: