I went upstairs ahead of the mister, and accidentally used his toothbrush. I was rinsing my mouth when I realized it.
When I came out OF the bathroom,
"Papi, don't be surprised that your toothbrush is wet. I accidentally put toothpaste on it but I rinse it right away. I didn't use it all."
Ooops! I lied.
"Oh! That's okay. I also use your toothbrush by mistake multiple times!"
Hahahaha! He told me the truth. I lied and until now, I left it like that---that I didn't use his brush.
Kids, don't lie. Don't be like me.
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Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
One of those days
This was in my draft that I forgot to publish.
Jay was immersed in a book he was focused on finishing before his next book club meeting.
I was in the kitchen asking him about our menu for lunch. I asked him a couple of times if he approved of the dish I was planning to cook. You know, I don't want to make something that he has no appetite at all on that day.
I was frustrated. He wasn't hearing me when I am basically less than ten steps away from him. So, I continued doing my thing in the kitchen. I made my all plant-based dish, my favorite --- mung bean soup with spinach and okra.
I didn't start making their (for him and the boy) dish. I make two separate dishes every meal, this time I only cooked mine.
Then, out of the blue when I was almost done with cooking...
"What did you say, 'lian?"
The sound of chirping crickets was heard from the family room to the kitchen and it even reached to China.
"Lian! What did you say?"
I pretended I couldn't hear him. Just like him, I was too focused with my cooking.
"Lian, are you mad?"
The crickets were still in the house.
"Lian, are you sick?"
"YES!"
"Are you having an asthma attack?"
"NO!"
He put down his book, stood up, and I saw him walking towards the kitchen,
"You said you're sick!"
"YES, I AM! And don't you dare come near me. I am suffering from a very terrible allerJAY!"
Hehehehe.
Makasungot ning di maminaw ba. Unja ug di na tinggan, pauyon-uyonan ta. (It's annoying when they don't hear you. And then when you give them the cold shoulder, they'd woo you.)
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Jay was immersed in a book he was focused on finishing before his next book club meeting.
I was in the kitchen asking him about our menu for lunch. I asked him a couple of times if he approved of the dish I was planning to cook. You know, I don't want to make something that he has no appetite at all on that day.
I was frustrated. He wasn't hearing me when I am basically less than ten steps away from him. So, I continued doing my thing in the kitchen. I made my all plant-based dish, my favorite --- mung bean soup with spinach and okra.
I didn't start making their (for him and the boy) dish. I make two separate dishes every meal, this time I only cooked mine.
Then, out of the blue when I was almost done with cooking...
"What did you say, 'lian?"
The sound of chirping crickets was heard from the family room to the kitchen and it even reached to China.
"Lian! What did you say?"
I pretended I couldn't hear him. Just like him, I was too focused with my cooking.
"Lian, are you mad?"
The crickets were still in the house.
"Lian, are you sick?"
"YES!"
"Are you having an asthma attack?"
"NO!"
He put down his book, stood up, and I saw him walking towards the kitchen,
"You said you're sick!"
"YES, I AM! And don't you dare come near me. I am suffering from a very terrible allerJAY!"
Hehehehe.
Makasungot ning di maminaw ba. Unja ug di na tinggan, pauyon-uyonan ta. (It's annoying when they don't hear you. And then when you give them the cold shoulder, they'd woo you.)
Thursday, August 9, 2018
Lucky!
"Aren't we lucky that we can enjoy lattes at home?" I told the mister one morning.
Most people I know only gets their cup of latte when they go to coffee shops.
"No, you're lucky!" he answered.
He's the one who can only make it at home. I only know how to do the pour over coffee. He taught me how to do it when he was sick.
"But you're luckier! What's your latte without my bake goods!"
photo by: Jay Divinagracia
This is our usual morning---Latte and homemade ube ensaymada. Since I started making this kind of Filipino bread, my moringa pan de sal isn't his favorite anymore. It used to be Spanish bread, and it changed when I started making pan de sal.
Most people I know only gets their cup of latte when they go to coffee shops.
"No, you're lucky!" he answered.
He's the one who can only make it at home. I only know how to do the pour over coffee. He taught me how to do it when he was sick.
"But you're luckier! What's your latte without my bake goods!"
photo by: Jay Divinagracia
This is our usual morning---Latte and homemade ube ensaymada. Since I started making this kind of Filipino bread, my moringa pan de sal isn't his favorite anymore. It used to be Spanish bread, and it changed when I started making pan de sal.
Friday, March 9, 2018
A Band with Lionel Richie
This afternoon after school, the boy and I were just lounging in our living room. I was watching the last 20 minutes of a sappy Filipino movie starring John Lloyd Cruz and Jennilyn Mercado, while the boy beside me was watching a documentary on his phone.
"doy, kuha-i ko ug toilet paper. Palihug ko bi? Naa ra sa komidor." (Boy, can you get me toilet paper, please. Will you? It's in the dining room.)
"Why do you need it? You have sip-on?" (runny nose)
Actually, I don't. I blamed the movie on my leaky nose. Hehehe.
He got up, and walked towards the powder room which was located farther away from the dining room and from where we were sitting.
"It's just in the kumidor, 'doy!" (It's just in the dining room, boy.)
"What? The Commodores?"
"O!" I confirmed. I was listening to the movie on my laptop with one ear bud in one ear.
"That's a band with Lionel Richie in it, 'ma! The Commodores!"
Hahahaha!
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"doy, kuha-i ko ug toilet paper. Palihug ko bi? Naa ra sa komidor." (Boy, can you get me toilet paper, please. Will you? It's in the dining room.)
"Why do you need it? You have sip-on?" (runny nose)
Actually, I don't. I blamed the movie on my leaky nose. Hehehe.
He got up, and walked towards the powder room which was located farther away from the dining room and from where we were sitting.
"It's just in the kumidor, 'doy!" (It's just in the dining room, boy.)
"What? The Commodores?"
"O!" I confirmed. I was listening to the movie on my laptop with one ear bud in one ear.
"That's a band with Lionel Richie in it, 'ma! The Commodores!"
Hahahaha!
Komedor (spelling variation: komidor) is from the Spanish word comedor. It is a Filipino term which also means 'dining room' in English.
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Commodores is an American funk and soul band which was so popular in the 70s. Lionel Richie was one of the original members before he went solo in the 80s.
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Sunday, January 28, 2018
A Late Night Phone Call
The mister went up to sleep ahead of me. We usually go upstairs together, but when he said he wanted to go, I said okay because I still have some things to finish in my shop. It was warm in our room already since I turned on our portable heater prior to him making me coffee earlier in the evening. Our centralized heating couldn't sufficiently produce heat on the second floor and most especially in our basement, and this is why we have portable heaters to those levels in our home. The one I use in our basement was a gift from our dear friend, Lea. Thank you, Miss Le!
It was 30 minutes past midnight when I got a phone call. I honestly thought the call was from my little sister in Australia. It's 4:30ish on a Sunday afternoon down under. She's the only person that would call at my ungodly hour.
But seeing the name of the caller on my phone screen came as a jolt!
((( IT'S THE MISTER!!! )))
"'lian, pwede dad-i ko ug tubig diri sa taas?" ('lian, can you bring up water for me?)
Wow! There is room service at home!?
Hehehe.
After I dropped the call, I got him water and brought it up immediately.
I knocked on our bedroom door, and slightly opened it.
"ROOM SERVICE!"
Then I slowly walked in, and there he was in bed under the cover, holding his newly bought book, Haruki Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.
Now that I know that there is room service at home, starting tomorrow night I'll make sure to go upstairs way ahead of the mister. Hehehe.
This is going to be a race from now on!
It was 30 minutes past midnight when I got a phone call. I honestly thought the call was from my little sister in Australia. It's 4:30ish on a Sunday afternoon down under. She's the only person that would call at my ungodly hour.
But seeing the name of the caller on my phone screen came as a jolt!
((( IT'S THE MISTER!!! )))
"'lian, pwede dad-i ko ug tubig diri sa taas?" ('lian, can you bring up water for me?)
Wow! There is room service at home!?
Hehehe.
After I dropped the call, I got him water and brought it up immediately.
I knocked on our bedroom door, and slightly opened it.
"ROOM SERVICE!"
Then I slowly walked in, and there he was in bed under the cover, holding his newly bought book, Haruki Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.
Now that I know that there is room service at home, starting tomorrow night I'll make sure to go upstairs way ahead of the mister. Hehehe.
This is going to be a race from now on!
Monday, June 19, 2017
Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy!
It was late in the evening. I was still finishing work in our dining room. The mister was waiting in the family room for me to finish work so we could go upstairs together.
The boy came down from his room, and was telling me of his latest favorite classic song. Then, he grabbed a box of chocolate covered peanuts from the next room, our kitchen.
"Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy! Nganong giabrihan na nimo? Alas onse na. Gabii na kaayo para mokaon anang tsokolate." (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Why are you opening that? It's 11 already! It's too late at night to eat chocolates.), I said to him the moment he ripped the plastic wrap from the box of chocolates.
"Oh! I'm just opening it for the future, Ma!" he quickly replied.
The boy came down from his room, and was telling me of his latest favorite classic song. Then, he grabbed a box of chocolate covered peanuts from the next room, our kitchen.
"Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy! Oy! Nganong giabrihan na nimo? Alas onse na. Gabii na kaayo para mokaon anang tsokolate." (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Why are you opening that? It's 11 already! It's too late at night to eat chocolates.), I said to him the moment he ripped the plastic wrap from the box of chocolates.
"Oh! I'm just opening it for the future, Ma!" he quickly replied.
Monday, May 15, 2017
Punked!
Just this evening after dinner, the mister said he'd like to have coffee, and asked me if I would want a cup too. I said yes, of course.
I was lounging in the living room watching the last episode of an Asian drama. The boy was sitting beside me too watching a video on YouTube on his phone. Then, I heard the mister in the kitchen...
"'Lian, asa ang takuri? ('Lian, where's the kettle?)
"Naa gipatong sa stove." (It's on top of the stove.)
"Wa diri oy!" (It's not here!)
So, I stood up, went to the kitchen and pointed at the kettle. It's about 18" inches away from him. I went back to the living room again when...
"Asa ang kape gipalit nato ganina?" (Where's the coffee we bought earlier?)
I stood up again, gave him the bag of roasted coffee beans. I went back to the living room again.
"Asa ang gunting?" (Where's the kitchen shears?)
"Naa dapit sa takuri, ibabaw sa plato!" (It's near the kettle, on top of a plate!)
"Asa gud?" (Where?)
So, I stood up again, got the kitchen shears, which was located about a foot away from him. I thought I could watch my show peacefully after that when...
"'Lian, asa ang trivet?" ('Lian, where's the trivet?")
"Naa sa first shelf sa may kitchen cart." (It's on the first shelf on the kitchen cart.)
OH MY GAWD! I really think I was being punked!
I'm going to get the mister next time!
I was lounging in the living room watching the last episode of an Asian drama. The boy was sitting beside me too watching a video on YouTube on his phone. Then, I heard the mister in the kitchen...
"'Lian, asa ang takuri? ('Lian, where's the kettle?)
"Naa gipatong sa stove." (It's on top of the stove.)
"Wa diri oy!" (It's not here!)
So, I stood up, went to the kitchen and pointed at the kettle. It's about 18" inches away from him. I went back to the living room again when...
"Asa ang kape gipalit nato ganina?" (Where's the coffee we bought earlier?)
I stood up again, gave him the bag of roasted coffee beans. I went back to the living room again.
"Asa ang gunting?" (Where's the kitchen shears?)
"Naa dapit sa takuri, ibabaw sa plato!" (It's near the kettle, on top of a plate!)
"Asa gud?" (Where?)
So, I stood up again, got the kitchen shears, which was located about a foot away from him. I thought I could watch my show peacefully after that when...
"'Lian, asa ang trivet?" ('Lian, where's the trivet?")
"Naa sa first shelf sa may kitchen cart." (It's on the first shelf on the kitchen cart.)
OH MY GAWD! I really think I was being punked!
I'm going to get the mister next time!
Sunday, May 7, 2017
*Poof!
Hi. It was gloomy and a wet Saturday. I meant most of the day. The boy went to prom with his friends in the early evening. The mister tested his bike around our hood even if it rained lightly after the boy left.
Because I was left at home, I thought of cleaning our oven. Our oven is old and it came with the house when we moved here in 2002. It has a self-cleaning feature. I have tried that feature many times already. Except this time, I heard a soft (((poof.)))
Oh gawd! The fuse burnt out.
I told the mister about it the moment he came back.
"Dear, ang oven murag naay nibuto sa sud. Gi-on man gud nako ang Auto-Self Clean.'" (Dear, it seemed like there was an explosion inside our oven when I turned it on to Auto-Self Clean.)
Guess what he answered?
"Ayay! Wa 'tay presko nga pan de sal sige ani ron!" (Oh no! We wouldn't have a regular supply of fresh pan de sal from now on!)
Hahahaha!
He's not worried about the oven at all or if we have to buy another one. He's just worried of the regular stock of fresh bread at home.
Because I was left at home, I thought of cleaning our oven. Our oven is old and it came with the house when we moved here in 2002. It has a self-cleaning feature. I have tried that feature many times already. Except this time, I heard a soft (((poof.)))
Oh gawd! The fuse burnt out.
I told the mister about it the moment he came back.
"Dear, ang oven murag naay nibuto sa sud. Gi-on man gud nako ang Auto-Self Clean.'" (Dear, it seemed like there was an explosion inside our oven when I turned it on to Auto-Self Clean.)
Guess what he answered?
"Ayay! Wa 'tay presko nga pan de sal sige ani ron!" (Oh no! We wouldn't have a regular supply of fresh pan de sal from now on!)
Hahahaha!
He's not worried about the oven at all or if we have to buy another one. He's just worried of the regular stock of fresh bread at home.
Monday, April 4, 2016
Weekend 'Carneval'
We had the unhealthiest weekend since I can remember. We mostly ate meat. Blech! Well, we had homemade Spanish bread with our coffee for breakfast on Saturday. For lunch, the boys had fried chicken and mashed potato, and I had vegetable stew.
However for dinner, we all had meat. I cooked Pork Adobo for dinner, plus there were still a few pieces of fried chicken from lunch. I think I used the fattest part of a pig, pork belly. I had a small slab in our freezer, so I used that. I forgot to add several hard boiled eggs to it as extender. I only remembered about it today when the mister had the last bite.
Today, Sunday, I cooked Filipino style beef steak (Bistek Tagalog). I had fruits and quinoa with mine. But still, it didn't feel right eating all the unhealthy dishes I prepared for the family. I wasn't able to go to the grocery store on Friday and Saturday, that's why.
Today, before the mister went upstairs to take a shower,
Me: Di na lang ko mag-chicken adobo ugma sa panihapon! Puro karne man ta karon nga weekend gud. (Let's not have chicken adobo tomorrow for dinner because we've been eating meat the whole weekend.)
The mister: Sige. (Okay.)
Me: Tagnaa unsa atong panihapon ugma! (Guess what we're having for dinner tomorrow?)
The mister: TOFU!?
Hehehe.
Yes. He guessed it right that we're not going to have anything meat tomorrow, but we're not having tofu. I'll prepare mung beans soup with lots of spinach. That's how the boy likes it.
How was your weekend?
However for dinner, we all had meat. I cooked Pork Adobo for dinner, plus there were still a few pieces of fried chicken from lunch. I think I used the fattest part of a pig, pork belly. I had a small slab in our freezer, so I used that. I forgot to add several hard boiled eggs to it as extender. I only remembered about it today when the mister had the last bite.
Today, Sunday, I cooked Filipino style beef steak (Bistek Tagalog). I had fruits and quinoa with mine. But still, it didn't feel right eating all the unhealthy dishes I prepared for the family. I wasn't able to go to the grocery store on Friday and Saturday, that's why.
Today, before the mister went upstairs to take a shower,
Me: Di na lang ko mag-chicken adobo ugma sa panihapon! Puro karne man ta karon nga weekend gud. (Let's not have chicken adobo tomorrow for dinner because we've been eating meat the whole weekend.)
The mister: Sige. (Okay.)
Me: Tagnaa unsa atong panihapon ugma! (Guess what we're having for dinner tomorrow?)
The mister: TOFU!?
Hehehe.
Yes. He guessed it right that we're not going to have anything meat tomorrow, but we're not having tofu. I'll prepare mung beans soup with lots of spinach. That's how the boy likes it.
How was your weekend?
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Happy Birthday to Me!
I did not work in my shop yesterday. I just relaxed on my birthday, June 22. I slept in, then I watched shows online. But after lunch, I went grocery shopping for the ingredients of the feast I planned to prepare for our family dinner.
On Sunday afternoon, on our way home from a 4-hour roadtrip, I asked the mister what he wanted for me to cook on Monday.
The mister: Ribs! Barbecued ribs!
Me: Ay! Di ko anang barbecue. Basin matilapan na pod akong buhok inig-on nako sa grill. (Oh! I don't want barbecue. The fire from the grill might licked my hair again.)
Hahaha. Yes! That was so true. I do not know how to turn on our outdoor grill, and when I tried a couple of weekends ago, the fire on the grill kind of licked a small portion of my hair. Good thing it didn't burn my face, eyebrows, and lashes. Since the mister won't be home yet when I start dinner, I will not cook anything barbecued.
The mister: Ikaw? Unsa man ganahan nimo? (How about you? What do you like?)
Me: Ganahan ra ko ug tortang talong! (I just like eggplant omelet!)
I grilled the eggplants on our stove top!
We still had pork loin back ribs, not barbecued though, but I baked them, and slightly broiled them in the oven. There were two of these.
Filthy Liar for me made by the mister.
Plus, I also baked a super moist chocolate cake drenched in mint chocolate glaze, garnished with fresh strawberry and mint from our backyard.
That was my birthday celebration! I am thankful for so many things, and one of that is you for stopping by.
On Sunday afternoon, on our way home from a 4-hour roadtrip, I asked the mister what he wanted for me to cook on Monday.
The mister: Ribs! Barbecued ribs!
Me: Ay! Di ko anang barbecue. Basin matilapan na pod akong buhok inig-on nako sa grill. (Oh! I don't want barbecue. The fire from the grill might licked my hair again.)
Hahaha. Yes! That was so true. I do not know how to turn on our outdoor grill, and when I tried a couple of weekends ago, the fire on the grill kind of licked a small portion of my hair. Good thing it didn't burn my face, eyebrows, and lashes. Since the mister won't be home yet when I start dinner, I will not cook anything barbecued.
The mister: Ikaw? Unsa man ganahan nimo? (How about you? What do you like?)
Me: Ganahan ra ko ug tortang talong! (I just like eggplant omelet!)
I grilled the eggplants on our stove top!
We still had pork loin back ribs, not barbecued though, but I baked them, and slightly broiled them in the oven. There were two of these.
Filthy Liar for me made by the mister.
Plus, I also baked a super moist chocolate cake drenched in mint chocolate glaze, garnished with fresh strawberry and mint from our backyard.
That was my birthday celebration! I am thankful for so many things, and one of that is you for stopping by.
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
I Overheard
I was wearing headphones while listening to non-stop Filipino songs on YouTube, and while editing some photos, I overheard the children in the living room...
"COME HERE!" shouted the young lady!
"NO!" answered the boy who was sitting on the opposite couch where the young lady was lounging!
"I SAID, COME HERE!" shouted the young lady again.
Ugh! Even with the headphones I can still hear my children bickering.
"COOOOME HERE!" shouted the young lady. Longer and louder this time.
"WHY?" asked the boy!
"I NEED A HUG!"
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Nah nah nah! Hey hey hey!
Last night, the boy and the mister wouldn't let me sleep. I was in bed already when they came in at a little over past midnight. The boy wanted the mister to finish the song that he was LSSing from the movie they watched in school that day, Remember the Titans (2000). The boy kept humming and singing the song Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye popularized by Steam in 1969 that the movie included in their soundtrack. This one.
If the mister finishes the song, then he'll go to his room and sleep but...
The boy: (singing) nah nah nah hey hey hey...
The mister: ......
The boy: Say it!
This has been going on for minutes already, and still...
The mister: .......
The boy: Gosh! Just say it!
Still the boy didn't give up!
The boy: Just say it!
The mister: Goooodbye booooy!
Hahaha!
Imagine the boy's frustration when the mister didn't finished the song for the boy, and when he did, he sang the wrong lyrics.
If the mister finishes the song, then he'll go to his room and sleep but...
The boy: (singing) nah nah nah hey hey hey...
The mister: ......
The boy: Say it!
This has been going on for minutes already, and still...
The mister: .......
The boy: Gosh! Just say it!
Still the boy didn't give up!
The boy: Just say it!
The mister: Gooood
Hahaha!
Imagine the boy's frustration when the mister didn't finished the song for the boy, and when he did, he sang the wrong lyrics.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Oh Jackie!
Today after school, the boy told me about what happened a couple of nights ago. He said he got so scared when he came down late at night to get a glass of water in the kitchen. On his way to the kitchen, from upstairs going through the dimly lit living room, then passing through the dining room, he said he was spooked, and his heart was trembling so hard that he could hear it, because he really thought he saw a person.
Hahahaha!
Poor kid! My old Andy Warhol's Jackie O canvas bag terrified him. Some nights ago, I remember it was sitting on a high bar chair in the living room near the open doorway to the kitchen. The moment he came into the dining room, it was that face that he came face to face with.
"Ma, your bag scared me!"I didn't know which of my bags he meant, and then he added...
"THAT BAG!"
Hahahaha!
Poor kid! My old Andy Warhol's Jackie O canvas bag terrified him. Some nights ago, I remember it was sitting on a high bar chair in the living room near the open doorway to the kitchen. The moment he came into the dining room, it was that face that he came face to face with.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Hello.
... and the young lady is still sick. I brought her to see a doctor yesterday.
She has strep throat. How odd when her symptoms are stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, and a slight headache.
The common symptoms for this bacterial infection is:
* painful swallowing
* fever
* chills
* headaches ✔
* muscle aches and pains
* tired feeling ✔
* swollen, tender lymph nodes (glands) in the neck
* loss of appetite ✔
What? No sore throat and fever?
She has strep throat. How odd when her symptoms are stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, and a slight headache.
The common symptoms for this bacterial infection is:
* painful swallowing
* fever
* chills
* headaches ✔
* muscle aches and pains
* tired feeling ✔
* swollen, tender lymph nodes (glands) in the neck
* loss of appetite ✔
What? No sore throat and fever?
Yna thought she has undercover strep throat. She's on antibiotics now, and hopefully by Monday she'll be back in school and will not be as contagious anymore.
Until here. Enjoy the weekend and stay healthy.
P.S. The lady doctor said Yna's shoes are pretty. I bought that pair with the rest of the unsold stocks for $1.00/pair at Rugged Wearhouse years ago. Actually, I bought two pairs of the black, and I think four of the off white. Just sharing.
Until here. Enjoy the weekend and stay healthy.
P.S. The lady doctor said Yna's shoes are pretty. I bought that pair with the rest of the unsold stocks for $1.00/pair at Rugged Wearhouse years ago. Actually, I bought two pairs of the black, and I think four of the off white. Just sharing.