Snowy Day

smpimg29.jpgIt snowed unexpectedly yesterday. A blizzardlike cascade of big white fluffy stuff. The weather forecast said rain or sleet, no mention about snow. I even checked weather.com where they have hour-by-hour weather forecasts but it just said rain. The view from my window says otherwise. It is snowing! The kids were nonchalant this time. We’ve had a few scares this winter but no accumulations over 2 inches. They continued playing with their Wii and so did their Dad who was playing the playstation. I, on the other hand am content surfing the ‘net. Just sparing a glance or two at the window. By the time we all really looked 6 inches fell to the ground and we all had to come out with shovels, the boys with sleds as we finally realized that the snow, this time, has gotten serious.

It got warmer later in the day though. And the warm weather melted some of the ice. It signaled that it will not be a snow day tomorrow though and I guess the kids knew. Which is just as well. They already maxed out all their snow days and if they call school off tomorrow then they will have to make it up and will cut into their vacation time. Now we don’t want that.

We just looked in awe at nature, amazed at how clean it looks. Everything is white and all the imperfections like cracks in the sidewalks and fallen dead branches, naked tree branches looked picturesque being covered with the snow. I raised my head to the sky and saw snow falling from the sky. It was such an amazing sight! This is one of the days you’re happy to be alive and well.

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Published in: on February 27, 2007 at 3:27 am  Leave a Comment  

Vacation Blues

Just got back from a weekend in Florida. We drove over for my one and only niece’s 2nd bday party and their house blessing. There was about 60 people crammed in their house. The weather did not cooperate and what should have been a nice party out in their spacious backyard turned out to be a standing-room-only party. People just stood because they ran out of chair but it was a successful party. A diverse mixture too composed of course mainly Filipinos but there were caucasians, hispanics, african americans and middle eastern people too. The kids had fun because they had lots of playmates and my sister rented a bouncy thing (the name escapes me at this moment) where they had lots of exercise jumping around. The food was plentiful – spaghetti, macaroni salad, fried chicken, caldereta, puto, cakes, cassava bibingka, dinuguan, etc., etc. My brother-in-law (who’s Italian-American) loves dinuguan for some reason. One of the guests asked what it was and my bro-in-law said: chocolate stew. The lady (who’s caucasian, btw) relished it with gusto as the filipinos all around her were watching her. She did not seem to mind and just ate away. I don’t know if she ever did find out what it was. The party ended at around 10 pm and by then the kids were pooped.

We had to leave the next day. Back to life, back to reality.

Published in: on February 27, 2007 at 3:15 am  Leave a Comment  

Great Expectations

“No one believes that their life will turn out just kind of okay. We all think we are going to be great. And from the day we decide to be surgeons, we are filled with expectation. Expectations of the trails we will blaze, the people we will help, the difference we will make. Great expectations of who we will be, where we will go. And then we get there.
We all think we’re going to be great and we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You got to wonder why we cling to our expectations, because the expected is just what keeps us steady. Standing. Still. The expected’s just the beginning, the unexpected is what changes our lives.”
Meredith Grey

Published in: on February 25, 2007 at 10:26 pm  Comments (2)  

Sunshine!

The sun is finally shining! The snow and ice is still on the ground but the sun is melting it down and the sidewalks are getting slippery as it glistens in the morning sun. The kids went back to school today, (woohoo!!!) after almost 7 days of staying at home. They’re not happy but I am. I can finally go back to my routine once again. I feel guilty sometimes that I am happy whenever they’re in school and I have some time to myself. I feel like I’m being selfish. But then again I need a break. Being their round the clock nanny and maid sometimes gets pretty taxing. I think I’m a better Mom when I have some time for myself.

We just got back from FL for my niece’s 2nd bday. She’s grown big and pretty and rambunctious! She calls me tah-tah (for tita) and I love it! She immediately let me carry her even though we haven’t seen each other in a year. Maybe it’s because she knows my voice as I talk to her Mom almost every day. My sister’s house looks nice and homey now. It is tastefully decorated and they did a lot to their house since we were there a year ago. She made a lot of friends in the short time they were living there. As usual, I cooked but some friends did pitch in and helped with the cooking so it wasn’t as hard for me. I did the baking before we came over so that was one less thing to worry about too. The boys played with other kids. It was a costume party and it was such a blast seeing little kids wearing fairy, princess, dalmatian costumes, etc. Overall, the party was a success and we had a blast. Now to catch some zzzzzzzzs after that long journey.

Published in: on February 21, 2007 at 10:24 pm  Leave a Comment  

Idol Mom?

My youngest son G told me one day that he wanted me to join American Idol. I laughed and he told me in all seriousness: “really, Mommy, you have such a gooood voice! You can be an American Idol”. I told him I’m not good enough but he was adamant. Me:”I really don’t have that good a voice”, G: “yes you do”. Finally defeated and just to make him stop I told him that I’m too old, he said : “no you’re not, you’re only in your 30’s!”
I gave him a kiss and a hug and told him I’m happy just being a Mom. Luckily, it worked. He smiled and went back to his homework.
I was flattered that he thought I have such a talent and my heart swelled because he thought I’m still the best thing in his life.

Published in: on February 11, 2007 at 10:17 pm  Leave a Comment  

Idol Mom?

My youngest son G told me one day that he wanted me to join American Idol. I laughed and he told me in all seriousness: “really, Mommy, you have such a gooood voice! You can be an American Idol”. I told him I’m not good enough but he was adamant. Me:”I really don’t have that good a voice”, G: “yes you do”. Finally defeated and just to make him stop I told him that I’m too old, he said : “no you’re not, you’re only in your 30’s!”
I gave him a kiss and a hug and told him I’m happy just being a Mom. Luckily, it worked. He smiled and went back to his homework.
I was flattered that he thought I have such a talent and my heart swelled because he thought I’m still the best thing in his life.

Published in: on February 11, 2007 at 10:17 pm  Leave a Comment