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today i feel

By: cherry

14-09-2011

Today I feel so overwhelmed. I have a ton of things to do but I can’t get around to doing it. I always feel this way when faced with so much at one time. And these are not even chores we’re talking about. I’m saying good things. I should really get used to this coz I feel so many of them are still coming my way. My left hand is constantly itching which here means money is on the way. I really hope so. I could you the extra money to buy something for the house (sofa, a new lamp, a nice painting by someone famous) or new tablet laptops for me and my son.

I don’t really know what to feel and do to tell you honestly. Procrastination looks tempting but I’m afraid this opportunity will just go away if I delay it. So I’ll start here and now.

life-changing

By: cherry

01-09-2011

emotions, events, personal

So many things have been on my mind these past couple of weeks. Especially after feeling a lump on my left breast. What if I have breast cancer? What if I die in two years or worse, in 3 months? What would happen to my kids? I still haven’t gone to the doctor to have it checked. I’m just hoping it’d go away like it would really go away if you “will” it. Silly me. This is the result of reading too many self-help books back in high school. Come to think of it, I got pregnant in High school. Was it also a result of too much reading? Damn those self-help. All they did was get me in trouble.

I feel alright though. But today is the first day that I want to focus on things and people that really matter. OMG, I’m still at it. Still this positivity thing which is an obvious influence of Jonathan Livingston Segal, Og Mandino and so many others who are all probably dead now.

Life-changing? Is there such a thing? If I cut my hair short, like boy-short, that would be life-changing…That’s it. No more self-help. No more positivity. Just reality. And I have to visit a doctor.

hey

By: cherry

30-08-2011

personal

Hey, how was your long weekend?

Ok now on to my long weekend…Just kidding! We just stayed home. We didn’t even have lunch or dinner out. The weekend proved to be all about cooking and none of the restaurant food that has been the staple in this household. But we’re leaving in just a few. I’m going to pick up my nephew and meet with my son and his girlfriend later on and have lunch somewhere.

And it’s good that Mr. Sun finally showed up. It’s nice that he ‘s cooperating as if he knew that this is the day that I’m going out. And storm Mina finally left. Thank you and not really coz you really messed up some parts of my country. Don’t hurry back ok. We won’t miss you.

trying to be perfect

By: cherry

23-08-2011

emotions, family, personal, random

That’s my problem now. I want the perfect life. But if I think about it, I only end up finding faults in everyone, noticing the mess and complaining a lot. It doesn’t take a Phd in psychology or professionals in counselor careers to know that this is probably normal, though it’s not good. Coz life ain’t perfect. I clean up everyday. I do loads of laundry every week. I don’t get 8 hours of sleep. I don’t eat the right foods. I’m not perfect. In fact, I’m normal. Which is way better as there is not one person who is perfect and not everyone is normal. There’s a sort of satisfaction in that.

I don’t know what I’m saying really. If you’re a mother, you might be feeling the pressure to be perfect all the more. So those teenagers having self-image issues, wait ’til you become an adult and find yourself having people rely on you. Then look back at that part of your life and realize how you were so silly to be worrying about the smallest of things. Well, I’ve realized that now. I was once a teenager.

I still don’t know what I’m saying. It’s just probably me being busy all the time. Running and driving around. Going home not to lie down but to cook food. Watching TV shows you don’t wanna watch because you share the TV with a 7 year old who fancies the Gift dragon and Chloe’s Closet. Trying to be the blogger people read while putting myself out there word for word. And so many other things…

I wish I could be more. I wish I had the time. Yeah, that may be it. I wish I had more time to do the things I want to do and to be all that to every person in my life.

photo via emmas.blogg.se

spa day

By: cherry

17-08-2011

me, past time, personal

Yesterday I didn’t notice I wore two different slippers. One was grey and the one beige. You couldn’t actually see the difference because they were both covered with dirt unless you looked closely. Then I realized something….I was dead tired. Dead tired and having no time to check every little thing.

I’ve been at it this whole week. Partly because of MG’s exam and driving around town to and from her school and bringing her to her tutor, waiting, cooking, driving again. Story of my life this week. So today, I scheduled a 2-hour tutor session for her so I can have alone time and go to the spa and get a massage.

Spa

So it’s ok to wear mismatched slippers from time to time just as long as I can take a day off or in this case a 2-hour off.

what side is the wrong side of the bed?

By: cherry

12-08-2011

emotions, happy weekend, me, personal

A mouthful for a blog title, yes? But since I feel I woke up in the wrong side of the bed this morning, I just want to know what really is the wrong side? I sleep on the right, by the way. Hmmm. So everyone was practically staying away from me this morning but lo and behold, I got my groove back with a good cup of coffee and Chicken and Mushroom pie I bought from Bag of Beans in Tagaytay yesterday. So good. Much like the way I feel about Green Monday. Do you know what I mean? Plus it’s the weekend already. I can’t wait to curl up in bed ’til the afternoon without guilt and watch TV like there’s no tomorrow. Honestly, if waking up in the wrong side of the bed meant it’s the weekend, I don’t mind waking up at all.

tagaytay

best intern

By: cherry

09-07-2011

events, kids, othere, personal, school, son

Three days ago my son came home very sick. He went straight to his room and slept and rested for awhile. I didn’t ask why as I can clearly see how tired he was. When he woke up, I immediately asked if he wanted food. To which he answered that he can’t eat. He would throw up if he did. So he had another hyperacidity bout care of UST hospital who treats interns like slaves. At least that’s what I think. He didn’t have lunch that day because patients were pouring in faster than he could manage. He goes home late because he has to take care of a minimum of 15 patients a day. After which, he still has to make a written report for each patient he handled that day. Too intense but it’s great training ground for him. Life is not always a bed of roses.

He’s a good kid. First month of internship he already got an award. BEST INTERN. He was chosen out of all Physical therapy students across the nation, not only in Metro Manila. I was so proud of him. And what did he get as prize? A personalized pen and a certificate. Not enough for beating thousands of interns. So this early, I’m already thinking of giving him my old car as part of the graduation gifts I plan to give him when he graduates in March. The other one is a trip to the US. We’ll see. He deserves all that and more.

on a diet forever

By: cherry

08-07-2011

diet, family, othere, personal, reviews

My niece and her mother are forever dieting and to think they’re not even overweight. They obviously have weight issues. They eat like birds. It’s unhealthy. I often blame my sister for her daughter’s low self-esteem. She’s the original DIET queen. It’s disturbing to hear my niece saying how ugly she is and how she looks like a boy and how fat she is when in reality, she’s one pretty young girl. She just doesn’t see it.

I think people with weight issues should just eat right and exercise or use diet pills that work. It’s hard to experiment when what you’re experimenting on is your body. Just do what works.

isaw, dalawa, tatlo

By: cherry

30-06-2011

family, personal, reviews

University of the Philippines is not only famous for being our state university, the annual oblation run, various rallies and concerts and sports games held at the sunken garden, it’s also famous for its food conveniently dispersed around the huge campus. It is home to the popular barbeque of the Beach House Canteen and Mang Larry’s isawan which was located beside the Post Office 15 or so years ago. We went there this week and were surprised at the long line and waiting time. No more eating isaw one by one while dipping it in a jar of vinegar. There is now an order form, a designated cashier, 4 or 6 people manning the grills and another one to bag the orders. But you can still stand around and eat there but there are just too many people. I like the former intimate setup but it’s a good thing that the flavor is the same.

first flowers

By: cherry

17-06-2011

emotions, me, othere, personal

Every woman remembers when she got her first roses or flowers. There you were, 15 or 16, wobbling to and fro in your bedroom while your date or suitor was downstairs being grilled by the parents. You felt all grown-up, wanted and oh so pretty. Flowers are a rite of passage, like the first kiss and first everything.

I can remember my first bouquet of roses from a guy who was also my crush. I remember we had mutual feelings for each other. It wasn’t exactly like the fresh flowers from Pro Flowers Culver City with their dainty arrangements and amazing color combinations. But it was the sweetest thing. Now it’s lost in the mist of time. It has been years since I last got flowers from a special someone. I would love to receive even just one long-stemmed rose. What girl wouldn’t be happy…

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— Insights of Over 30-something mom

today i feel

life-changing

hey

trying to be perfect

photo via emmas.blogg.se

spa day

So it’s ok to wear mismatched slippers from time to time just as long as I can take a day off or in this case a 2-hour off.

what side is the wrong side of the bed?

best intern

on a diet forever

isaw, dalawa, tatlo

first flowers

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