Monday Flashback

While keeping myself busy with a whole lot of things I just can’t help and day dream of myself back home. A place that my heart yearns to be. A place that I love to visit one day. A place where I find solitude and happiness. A place where I call HOME.

I missed my Mom’s cooking and how at the end of the day she always make sure that tomorrow is different from today. She taught us a lot of things. She taught us to find what makes us happy and each time we fall, we stood up and look up and there is she.

With all the troubles and turmoils going on I just can’t help but looked back and be thankful of all the things Mom taught me and the life experiences I have encountered. With all of these I learned to fight and stand up for what’s right.

Whoever said that you need to fight all your battles. We just need to choose them wisely.

New Moon

Is it really worth the wait? For people to go crazy and ga ga for this movie?

I bet you it is all worth the crazy traffic and ever so long line. According to the book and hopefully the movie is as close to the book then it will be worth the watch and I just can’t wait for the next one.

Well, I haven’t watch it but I am not crazy to fall in long endless lines just to be the first millions of people to watch it. I will just have to wait for a few days and family is so with in this decision. Although, they are edging to watch as it was first shown but had a change of heart.

I just hope with all the madness the movie will be worth the wait.

Bringing back “that” time…

I am really puzzled of your actions. Why you are acting so strangely and so peculiar.

These past few days you like a bomb just waiting for the “time” to explode. Can you blame us to be distant towards you? Of course not you are acting as if the whole world drop on top of your shoulders.

Keep this in mind you are not the only one struggling. We are in this together. If you are struggling, don’t you we are struggling more.

I just hope that you will come to realize that we are having a hard time connecting with you. A simple nice dinner this past days turns ugly and silent. Now that is not the dinner we always have.

We always look forward of going out and having fun with each other and now I am even having second thoughts of going out and grab coffee. I am having second thoughts and fear that going out will turn out to be a dreadful one. Can we bring that kind of dinner?lunch?breakfast?or simple outing back?

Blue

This year it’s shades of blues with silvers and frosted whites. We had a hard time deciding of what color we wanted.

3 against 1 blue it is!!!

And we are not yet done…..

 

In the kitchen

She is vibrant 10 year old girl and my only girl. She loves to help out and be in the kitchen and be my assistant. When I am baking you will definitely see her across the table/counter with me. She diligently goes over the ingredients a couple of times to make sure everything is set and lines them up accordingly.

She loves to go too culinary school. We sent her to this Junior Chef class and she fell in love with it. Unfortunately, she is too big (age wise) for the next class and too young to fit in.

She hasn’t lose hope that one day she will be like her Uncle Chef Mark.

Inset picture: She made the Ube Halaya from scratch. I was just there to make sure she doesn’t get burn and turn on and off the stove.

Kids loves to be with Kuya. He is my first born and my only boy. When kids, who knows Kuya they go gaga when he is around. At 16, he still loves to play and cares for his sister and cousins and neighbor kids dearly.

He also loves to cooked and my loyal helper. He is my extra hands when I need one. He helps chopped, sliced and cleaned up when I am in the kitchen. When I start cooking or baking you will see that the kitchen get crowded easily.

Sometimes I run out of idea who will helped me with what because they already are doing what I was gonna tell them.

He asked a lot of questions when it comes too cooking. He wants to be nurse like her Tita Joan. I hope that he will pursue and finish nursing for I am backing him up all the way.

Inset pictures: Showed him how to sliced it and the rest is history.

One more thing or two. When they are in the kitchen it’s a riot and no one seems to be liking in cleaning up the mess and washing things. Just a thought that I always ended being the human dishwasher…