Monday, September 15, 2008

Paris On My Mind



I have been to most parts of Europe but never in Paris, or anywhere in France. Someday I will make this dream come true for me. Especially now that I have a daughter working as a cabin crew for Emirates Airlines, with the family discount, ( cheapo!) it will just be a matter of time... sigh...
I don't care even if some people say how dirty the city is ... I still want to experience the romance... the sights and sounds of gay "Pah-ree". I want to see :
  • Place de la Bastille (4th, 11th and 12th arrondissements, right bank) a district of great historical significance, not only for Paris, but for the whole of France. Because of its historical value the square is often used for political demonstrations, including the massive anti-CPE demonstration of March 2006.
  • Champs-Élysées (8th arrondissement, right bank) is a seventeenth century garden-promenade turned avenue connecting the Concorde and Arc de Triomphe.It is one of the many tourist attractions and a major shopping street of Paris. This avenue has been called la plus belle avenue du monde ("the most beautiful avenue in the world").
  • Place de la Concorde (8th arrondissement, right bank) is at the foot of the Champs-Élysées, built as the "Place Louis XV", site of the infamous guillotine. The Egyptian obelisk is Paris' "oldest monument". On this place, on either side of the Rue Royale there are two identical stone buildings: the eastern one houses the French Naval Ministry, the western the luxurious Hôtel de Crillon. Nearby Place Vendôme is famous for its fashionable and deluxe hotels (Hotel Ritz and Hôtel de Vendôme) and its jewellers. Many famous fashion designers have had their salons in the square.
  • Les Halles (1st arrondissement, right bank) was formerly Paris' central meat and produce market, since the late 1970s a major shopping centre around an important metro connection station (Châtelet-Les Halles, the biggest in Europe). The past Les Halles was destroyed in 1971 and replaced by the Forum des Halles. The central market of Paris, the biggest wholesale food market in the world, was transferred to Rungis, in the southern suburbs.
  • Le Marais (3rd and 4th arrondissements) is a trendy Right Bank district. It is a very culturally open place.
  • Avenue Montaigne (8th arrondissement), next to the Champs-Élysées, is home to luxury brand labels such as Chanel, Louis Vuitton (LVMH), Dior and Givenchy.
  • Montmartre (18th arrondissement, right bank) is a historic area on the Butte, home to the Basilique du Sacré-Cœur. Montmartre has always had a history with artists and has many studios and cafés of many great artists in that area.
  • Montparnasse (14th arrondissement) is a historic Left Bank area famous for artists studios, music halls, and café life. The large Montparnasse - Bienvenüe métro station and the lone Tour Montparnasse skyscraper are located there.
  • L'Opéra (9th arrondissement, right bank) is the area around the Opéra Garnier is a home to the capital's densest concentration of both department stores and offices. A few examples are the Printemps and Galeries Lafayette grands magasins (department stores), and the Paris headquarters of financial giants such as Crédit Lyonnais and American Express.
  • Quartier Latin (5th and 6th arrondissements, left bank) is a twelfth century scholastic centre formerly stretching between the Left Bank's Place Maubert and the Sorbonne campus. It is known for its lively atmosphere and many bistros. With various higher education establishments, such as the École Normale Supérieure, ParisTech and the Jussieu university campus make it a major educational centre in Paris, which also contributes to its atmosphere.
  • Faubourg Saint-Honoré (8th arrondissement, right bank) is one of Paris' high-fashion districts, home to labels such as Hermès and Christian Lacroix.

(From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Filipinos Are Special ( thank's Dr.Gen Huang for the email)


Why is the Filipino Special?
By Ed Lapiz
Filipinos are brown. Their color is at the center of human racial
strains. This point is not an attempt at racism, but just for many Filipinos to realize that our color should not be a source of or reason for an inferiority complex. While we pine for a fair complexion, white people are religiously tanning themselves, under the sun or artificial light, to approximate the Filipino complexion.
Filipinos are a touching people. We have lots of love and are not afraid to show it. We almost inevitably create human chains with our perennial akbay (putting an arm around another's shoulder), hawak (hold), yakap (embrace), himas (caressing stroke), kalabit (touching with the tip of the finger), kalong (sitting on someone else's lap), etc. We are always reaching out, always seeking interconnection.
Filipinos are linguists. Put a Filipino in any city, any town around the world. Give him a few months or even weeks and he will speak the local language there. Filipinos are adept at learning and speaking languages
In fact, it is not uncommon for Filipinos to speak at least three: his
own local dialect, Filipino, and English. Of course, a lot speak an added language, be it Chinese, Spanish or, if he works abroad, the language of his host country.
In addition, Tagalog is not 'sexist.' While many 'conscious' and
'enlightened' people of today are just by now striving to be 'politically correct' with their language and, in the process, bend to absurd depths in coining 'gender sensitive' words, Tagalog has, since time immemorial, evolved gender-neutral words like asawa (husband or wife), anak (son or daughter), magulang (father or mother), kapatid (brother or sister), biyenan (father-in-law or mother-in-law) , manugang (son or daughter-in- law), bayani (hero or heroine), etc.
Our languages and dialects are advanced and, indeed, sophisticated!
Filipinos are groupists. We love human interaction and company. We always surround ourselves with people and we hover over them, too. According to Dr. Patricia Licuanan, a psychologist from Ateneo and Miriam College, an average Filipino would have and know at least 300 relatives.
At work, we live bayanihan (mutual help); at play, we want a kalaro
(playmate) more than laruan (toy). At socials, our invitations are open
and it is more common even for guests to invite and bring in other
guests. In transit, we do not want to be separated from our group. So
what do we do when there is no more space in a vehicle? Kalung-kalong! (Sitting on one another). No one would ever suggest splitting a group and wait for another vehicle with more space!
Filipinos are weavers. One look at our baskets, mats, clothes, and other crafts will reveal the skill of the Filipino weaver and his inclination to weaving. This art is a metaphor of the Filipino trait. We are social weavers. We weave theirs into ours that we all become parts of one another. We place a lot of premium on pakikisama (getting along) and pakikipagkapwa (relating). Two of the worst labels, walang pakikipagkapwa (inability to relate), will be avoided by the Filipino at almost any cost.
We love to blend and harmonize with people, we like to include them in our 'tribe,' our 'family'- and we like to be included in other people's families, too. Therefore we call our friend's mother nanay or mommy; we call a friend's sister ate (eldest sister), and so on. We even call strangers tia/tita (aunt) or tio/tito (uncle), tatang (grandfather) , etc.
So extensive is our social openness and interrelations that we have
specific title for extended relations like hipag (sister-in-law' s
spouse), balae (child-in-law' s parents), inaanak (godchild),
ninong/ninang (godparents) kinakapatid (godparent's child), etc.
In addition, we have the profound 'ka' institution, loosely translated as 'equal to the same kind' as in kasama (of the same company), kaisa (of the same cause), kapanalig (of the same belief), etc. In our social
fiber, we treat other people as co-equals. Filipinos, because of their social 'weaving' traditions, make for excellent team workers.
Filipinos are adventurers. We have a tradition of separation. Our myths and legends speak of heroes and heroines who almost always get separated from their families and loved ones and are taken by circumstances to far-away lands where they find wealth or power.
Our Spanish colonial history is filled with separations caused by the
reduccion (hamleting), and the forced migration to build towns, churches, fortresses or galleons. American occupation enlarged the space of Filipino wandering, including America, and there is documented evidence of Filipino presence in America as far back as 1587.
Now, Filipinos compose the world's largest population of overseas
workers, populating and sometimes 'threshing' major capitals, minor towns and even remote villages around the world. Filipino adventurism has made us today's citizens of the world, bringing the bagoong (salty shrimp paste), pansit (sautéed noodles), siopao (meat-filled dough), kare-kare (peanut-flavored dish), balut (unhatched duck egg), and adobo (meat vinaigrette) , including the tabo (ladle) and tsinelas (slippers) all over the world.
Filipinos are excellent at adjustments and improvisation, managing to
recreate their home, or to feel at home anywhere. Filipinos have Pakiramdam (deep feeling/discernment ) . We know how to feel what others feel, sometimes even anticipate what they will feel.
Being manhid (dense) is one of the worst labels anyone could get and will therefore, avoid at all cost. We know when a guest is hungry though the insistence on being full is assured.
We can tell if people are lovers even if they are miles apart. We know if a person is offended though he may purposely smile. We know because we feel. In our pakikipagkapwa (relating), we get not only to wear another man's shoe but also his heart.
We have a superbly developed and honored gift of discernment, making us excellent leaders, counselors, and go-betweens. Filipinos are very spiritual. We are transcendent. We transcend the physical world, see the unseen and hear the unheard. We have a deep sense of kaba (premonition) and kutob (hunch). A Filipino wife will instinctively feel her husband or child is going astray, whether or not
telltale signs present themselves.
Filipino spirituality makes him invoke divine presence or intervention at nearly every bend of his journey. Rightly or wrongly, Filipinos are almost always acknowledging, invoking or driving away spirits into and from their lives. Seemingly trivial or even incoherent events can take on spiritual significance and will be given such space or consideration.
The Filipino has a sophisticated, developed pakiramdam. The Filipino, though becoming more and more modern (hence, materialistic) is still very spiritual in essence. This inherent and deep spirituality makes the Filipino, once correctly Christianized, a major exponent of the faith.
Filipinos are timeless. Despite the nearly half-a-millennium encroachment of the western clock into our lives, Filipinos-unless on very formal or official functions-still measure time not with hours and minutes but with feeling. This style is ingrained deep in our psyche. Our time is diffused, not framed. Our appointments are defined by umaga (morning), tanghali (noon ), hapon (afternoon), or gabi (evening). Our most exact time reference is probably katanghaliang- tapat (high noon), which still allows many minutes of leeway. That is how Filipino meetings and occasions are timed: there is really no definite time. A Filipino event has no clear-cut beginning nor ending. We have a fiesta , but there is visperas (eve), a day after the fiesta is still considered a good time to visit. The Filipino Christmas is not confined to December 25th; it somehow begins months before December and extends up to the first days of January.
Filipinos say good-bye to guests first at the head of the stairs, then
down to the descanso (landing), to the entresuelo (mezzanine), to the
pintuan (doorway), to the trangkahan (gate), and if the departing persons are to take public transportation, up to the bus stop or bus station.
In a way, other people's tardiness and extended stays can really be
annoying, but this peculiarity is the same charm of Filipinos who, being governed by timelessness, can show how to find more time to be nice, kind, and accommodating than his prompt and exact brothers elsewhere.
Filipinos are Spaceless. As in the concept of time, the Filipino concept of space is not numerical. We will not usually express expanse of space with miles or kilometers but with feelings in how we say malayo (far)or malapit (near). Alongside with numberlessness, Filipino space is also boundless. Indigenous culture did not divide land into private lots but kept it open for all to partake of its abundance.
The Filipino has avidly remained 'spaceless' in many ways. The interior of the bahay-kubo (hut) can easily become receiving room, sleeping room, kitchen, dining room, chapel, wake parlor, etc. Depending on the time of the day or the needs of the moment.
The same is true with the bahay na bato (stone house). Space just flows into the next space that the divisions between the sala, caida, comedor, or vilada may only be faintly suggested by overhead arches of filigree. In much the same way, Filipino concept of space can be so diffused that one 's party may creep into and actually expropriate the street! A family business like a sari-sari store or talyer may extend to the sidewalk and street. Provincial folks dry palayan (rice grain) on the highways!
Religious groups of various persuasions habitually and matter-of-factly commandeer streets for processions and parades. It is not uncommon to close a street to accommodate private functions, Filipinos eat. sleep, chat, socialize, quarrel, even urinate, or nearly everywhere or just anywhere!
'Spacelessness, ' in the face of modern, especially urban life, can be
unlawful and may really be counter-productive. On the other hand,
Filipino spacelessness, when viewed from his context, is just another
manifestation of his spiritually and communal values. Adapted well to today's context, which may mean unstoppable urbanization, Filipino spacelessness may even be the answer and counter balance to humanity's greed, selfishness and isolation.
So what makes the Filipino special? Brown, spiritual, timeless,
spaceless, linguists, groupists, weavers, adventurers; seldom do all
these profound qualities find personification in a people. Filipinos
should allow - and should be allowed to contribute their special traits
to the world-wide community of men - a but first, they should know and like themselves.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Papa Y La Virgen

John Paul II wanted to hide this picture for years. The Vatican published this picture recently, for the first time. This picture was taken by one of his security guards just when the Pope was attacked and was falling down in his Papamobile. You can see the pain in his face.

Joaquin Navarro Valls, who is the one spokesman from The Vatican, said that they made a lot of studies for years of this incredible picture and of course about the quality of the developing of the picture because when it was developed nobody could see very well because the image was not clear. Finally, and after so many controls and being looking and checking by all the experts in photography (around the world), they decided that there were no tricks in it and today they give us this beautiful gift from our Mother of God.
You can see the Mother of God holding John Paul II in her arms. Beautiful .....

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

A Parents' Wish

I got this in my email and it brought tears to my eyes... I have this fear of getting real old with no son or daughter in my life caring for me - my husband need not worry coz as long as I'm around and able, I'll always take care of him.

PARENTS' WISH ( Actually, in the photo are the babies of our babies).
http://parentswish.com

To our dear CHILDREN:

On the day when you see us old, weak and weary,
Have patience and try to understand us.

If we get dirty when eating,
If we can not dress on our own,

Please bear with us and remember the times
We spent feeding you and dressing you up.

If, when we speak to you,
We repeat the same things over and over again,
Do not interrupt us. Listen to us.

When you were small,
We had to read to you the same story
A thousand and one times until you went to sleep.

When we do not want to have a shower,
Neither shame nor scold us.

Remember when we had to chase you
With your thousand excuses to get you to the shower?

When you see our ignorance of new technologies,
Help us navigate our way through those world wide webs.

We taught you how to do so many things,
To eat the right foods, to dress appropriately,
To fight for your rights.

When at some moment we lose the memory
Or the thread of our conversation,

Let us have the necessary time to remember.
And if we can not, do not become nervous,

As the most important thing is not our conversation,
But surely to be with you and to have you listening to us.

If ever we do not feel like eating, do not force us.
We know well when we need to and when not to eat.

When our tired legs give way
And do not allow us to walk without a cane,

Lend us your hand. The same way we did
When you tried your first faltering steps.

And when someday we say to you,
That we do not want to live any more, that we want to die,
Do not get angry. Some day you will understand.

Try to understand that our age is not just lived but survived.

Some day you will realize that, despite our mistakes,
We always wanted the best for you
And we tried to prepare the way for you.

You must not feel sad, angry nor ashamed
For having us near you.
Instead, try to understand us and help us
Like we did when you were young.

Help us to walk.
Help us to live the rest of our life with love and dignity.

We will pay you with a smile and by the immense love
We have always had for you in our hearts.

We love you, ALL ....

Mom and Dad

Friday, August 8, 2008

Good-bye my friend


Today, Aug. 8'08, I got a call from a friend ( Nena), about Tonette's death. " Have you heard the news?" ( she asked) Bessie is in town... "NO"... "Tonette died last Wed. of leukemia!" I almost fell off my chair.. Her next words seemed vague... I was screaming inside ... NOOOh.. not Tonette! Why now? I was planning a reunion... but not like this!

Call me psychic ( it's not the first time it happened), because 2 days ago, I dreamed about him. I just can't remember what it was all about... I just know Tonette was in it and I woke up with a good feeling. I also bumped into another friend of ours ( Bessie Badilla), who was in town, and we planned a get-together and I promised her that I'd call Tonette to join us, even if I didn't exactly know where to find him; I just knew I had to find him. We have lost touch... the last time I saw him was year 2000, before he left for Japan. He changed address when he got back, fell in love, and I never saw him again.

Our friendship goes a long long way back. I was only 18 then, and he was 20. We were members of a dance troup and had dreams of traveling the world through dance. He was the funniest person I have ever met and there was not a day that we didn't find comic relief! And yes, he was my first gay friend... my first exposure to Gayland!

We toured Japan, Hongkong, Singapore, Kuala Lumpur, Indonesia, Brunei,Germany, Brussels, Holland, USA, United Arab Emirates, Lebanon, etc... The memories are so plentiful that it's hard to know where to begin in telling the story.

Because I was young and naive then, along with 2 other close girlfriends in the group( Bambi and Gene), he was protective of us; like a mother-hen to her chicks. When we had problems, like who was gonna do our laundry when the hotel where we stayed didn't include free laundry for the shows, he offered to wash our clothes ( and he did a great job with it too!)and returned it crease-free, white as white, and sweet-smelling! What an image to see him at work in his bathroom on the tub; at the Hilton hotel in Europe, full of our dirty clothes! Hilarious really... If only I had taken pictures of the things we did during our tours ....

Karaoke and the disco was a favorite! Oh how he can dance the night away and belt out a song. He was our comedian and can twist french, japanese, german to sound like Tagalog! Hahaha.. Just thinking about it now, makes me smile.... laugh even!

Though he was gay, he was never promiscuous. Like a Mother Superior he would reprimand if one of us became "wild" or boy crazy in love. " Mga babae kayo, hindi bakla" he would say.

Oh Tonette...Tonette... Thank you for being my friend. For watching over me ...You will be terribly missed by friends esp. me, and your family because you loved your mom and siblings so much that you took it upon yourself to be the breadwinner.

Until we meet again my friend. Take a bow on your last curtain call, and watch the angels applaud you for a standing ovation.... I love you.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

In My Life ( Beatles)


There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never ever lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Fish Spa Anyone?

A newly emerged "fish spa" is becoming fashionable in many hot spring resorts,( Japan, Turkey, China) and has attracted even more customers, all curious about this peculiar treatment.

At such a spa, many Garra Rufa, a type of small tropical fish, also nicknamed Chinchin Yu, nibble fish or simply doctor fish, are put in hot springs.

As they can live and swim freely in at least 43-degree-hot waters, they are naturally used for the treatment of skin diseases in such spas.

When placed in the spa, these fish can feed themselves on the dead cells of the human body, since they only consume such cells, leaving the healthy skin of the human body to grow. The whole process is reportedly free of pain. It won't hurt and the bather might feel a pleasant tingling ( tickle tickle!)on his or her skin. FREAKY ...

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Mama Mia the movie

Meryl Streep totally shines in this movie. I nagged RE to watch this film with me since everyone was saying how good it was; though I wasn't too sure of what to expect from it. I hadn't seen the west end show so was not really aware of the story line but that really did not matter.

As soon as the first song started I was loving it! Abba songs !!! RE's and my time!!!! The actors may not be that great at singing but does it matter?! They are actors after all and this is not the west end! The actors play the parts really well and make fun of themselves at the same time. The story line is fun and has laughs for all ages. Julie Waters is her fantastic self in it and Meryl Streep plays the mother really well. The dance scenes are great and well put together. Loads of people in the cinema were singing and dancing in their seats so just enjoy it and have some laughs for a few hours.

If you take it for what it is, a fun laugh out loud film with good actors and fantastic songs, then you will enjoy this film so much. Enjoy it and have fun - you may need your tissues though as I'm pretty sure some of you ( with daughters like me) will be crying and laughing at some of the scenes.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

My Spa Experience

After "playing tourist" to my nephew and his GF from SF,Calif. for 2 weeks, I felt I needed distressing and indulge in a good massage. My backache was killing me; I think from wearing high heels and carrying my lovable 1 yr old grandson! Ageing really sucks... athough I try to look and feel younger than my age, by "trying" to eat healthy ( I still can't get pork out of my diet!), working-out, avoiding the sun, etc... the reality of being 5o+ is slowly catching up on me still.* UGH*

Anyway, before my nephew flew back to SF, he surprised me with an envelope saying, " Tita, this is just a token of our appreciation for having us." As I opened it, lo and behold, a very appropriate gift it was, and just what I had in mind! It was 2 gift checks for The Spa ( my hubby and I), to avail of any services offered worth P3000. Some gift eh?

So yesterday, hubby and I decided to go to their nearby branch ( Bel-Air, Mkti)and have the massages.

It was soooh good ( well because I wasn't paying for it. Hah!)... I wished the therapist would never stop massaging me. I had the swedish massage, a classic full body massage ( 60 min) that was both relaxing and stimulating to soothe the muscles, increase circulation & reduces body tension. But my gauge for a real good massage is, if it takes me to la-la land; this one didn't.. but I'm not complaining.

RE had the "hilot" ( 75min) - A Filipino-style therapeutic massage concentrating on healing the body's imbalances. Combines the use of virgin coconut oil with medium to deep pressure strokes to relieve deep-rooted stress & restore health and well-being.

Next time I shall try out their Volcanic Rock Massage - a massage using hot basalt stones for the ultimate treatment of aching muscles. The warmth of the stones helps achieve deeper relaxation, so they say.

Thank you Rj and Grace for the GCs... so thoughtful of you guys. Houseguests like you will always be welcome in my home.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Hilarious and Gay


If I want to laugh I go to this blog. It's such a delightful funny blog; and I thought only a gay guy could think this way. Sure enough...he's gay! I am such a gayhag !

My real close friends from way back are gays. I grew up surrounded by them; a cousin who used to cut my hair is gay, now based in SF. And I toured the world in the company of very talented, artistic gay people. I miss those days ....

And so to my dear friends, Antonio ( Tonette), Romy ( Anita), Edson,(Chona),Joey, Dennis( Denisa), etc.. thank you for the wonderful friendship and memories. I am so looking forward to getting together with all of you one day.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Yoga Positions

I think I can do these .....





Hmmm.... maybe this....



But WHAT DA ?????????

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Who Looks Better Bald ?





Cameron Diaz ( fake bald )
Britney Spears, Nicole Portman, and .... SNOOKY SERNA?

What Were They Thinking ????







Bad plastic surgery happens when someone feels pressure to look good and they have more money than brains. Which pretty much describes the majority of celebrities out there.

And now we are starting to get to the people who are losing all traces of humanity. DonatellaVersace isn’t content to grow old in a graceful manner, instead making a mockery of herself.

Victoria Beckham's botched breast implants. Fittingly, it looks as if she’s had a couple of soccer balls implanted into her chest.

Could it really have been anyone else? It’s incredible to forget how absolutely normal Michael Jackson looked back in the 70’s and 80’s (attractive even!) before turning into the sideshow freak that he is today.

Jocelyn is a wealthy socialite whose husband began cheating on her. To win him back she began undergoing plastic surgery to transform into a giant cat. Her husband likes big cats. Naturally.

Didn’t work however, and her husband said “She seems to think that you fix a face the same way you fix a house”.

In Loving Memory


Thank you for all the things you've done for us ... we miss you both so very much. Christmas days and special occasions will never be the same...
And not just then, but every minute,
Since you went away.
You were the center of our lives
Before your souls passed on;
It’s just so hard for us to believe
That you are really gone.
But we celebrate the lives you lived
And all the things you have given us;
Our wonderful memories, of you and Dad
Are the things that comfort and make us smile.
Please think of us, as we think of you
With hearts so full of love;
We’re looking up at you, sweet Mom and Dad,
As you look at us from up above.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Reminiscing...

Some of the things I remember when I was growing up. Maybe some of you will be able to relate, some may find it strange and foreign, but nevertheless, the list will always be a part of my youth.

Here goes in random order: tira-tira, White Rabbit candies, Fat and Thin butong pakwan, Jack's burgers on highway54, maiz con hielo of Milky Way, La Cibeles, Campanero- chinese friend of my dad in Ongpin Resto. ( San Jacinto?) that had the best camaron rebusado and pata hamon, Ma Mon Luk, Rolling Pin, Cartimar, Acme Supermarket, Good Earth dept.store, Little Quiapo, Motorco, cosmos and Uva soft drinks, St.Paul nuns with starched white habit with matching "flying nun head gear", Sr. Mary Paul and Sr.Miriam Raymond, Mang Pedring bus service, Gregg shoes, 3 flowers pomade, Tanchotique, Halo and Prell shampoo, ye ye vonnel, onrubia sisters sashaying in the zoom zoom super shell commercial, Caronia nail polish, nite owl dance party, "tik eet awiy" joe quirino, Nineteeners and Laura Danao, 2 for the Road of Elvira Manahan, Twiggy, Julie Andrews in Sound of Music, Chitty-chitty Bang-bang, Bewithched, Lollipops and Roses, The Sensations of Ike Lozada, Apeng Daldal Cafeteria Aroma, John n Marsha, Magnolia kiosk in Quad, Bricktown, Rizal theater and Leila's, Makati Amusement Center, Maranao, Automatic center, Astro Bowl, Dairy Queen, Spaghetti of Makati Supermarket, Gumby cartoons, Betty Boop, chinese jackstones, chinese garter, Red Fox Band of Rene Garcia and the hot Padua brothers, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, Mills and Boon, Zurbaran Market shopping, Ruby Tower Earthquake, Flower Power, Hair the musical, hot pants, Farah Fawcett hair, Bang-bang jeans, Nik-Nik, Kiss Me cosmetics, Kokuryu, Max Factor pancake foundation, Woodstock, Aldeguer sisters, Camay girls, Davy Jones and The Monkees, the blue Impala car of my dad, Better Home Appliances, WhereElse disco, Stargazer, Coco Banana, Bagong Anyo, Bayanihan and Fiesta Filipina Dance co., Penthouse Live ... among other things.

Ok now I just gave my real age away...

Saturday, June 28, 2008

American Dreamer Wants To Make Basilan The Next Phuket Or Boracay


ZAMBOANGA CITY, October 29, 2002 (STAR) By Wilson Lee Flores - "Shoot for the moon! Even if you miss it, you will land among the stars!" These words were uttered by then 94-year-old Dr. Norman Vincent Peale in his last speech in May 1992 at the Ohio Wesleyan University.

One of the risk-takers who will literally wrestle with anyone who dares dismiss the Philippines as hopeless is Tourism Secretary Richard "Dick" Juico Gordon. Unlike many of our hopeless politicians who enjoy pandering to the crowd to woo their votes, Gordon is obstinate in his straight-talking, cajoling, urging way. He even lectures pessimistic people to share his vision of a resurgent Philippine tourism. One of the staunch believers in Gordon’s bold vision of tourism as a source of Philippine economic salvation is 52-year-old topnotch American architect David S. Froelich. Dave is the man behind the bold and headline-grabbing plan to construct a 450-room beach and golf resort in Basilan province in Mindanao.

Furniture tycoon Leandro "Dinky" Lopez-Rizal Bantug on September 20 invited this writer to lunch at Dulcinea Greenhills with his friends Dave Froelich and his lovely Filipina wife Joyce Limjoco Tioseco. Dave established the Manila office of the world-famous Skimore, Owings & Merrill architectural firm in the early 1980s for design work of the US$100 million Asian Development Bank (ADB) project in Ortigas Center. He was also director of architecture and engineering for the Universal Studios projects in Osaka, Japan, also those in Orlando, Florida and California. When I half-jokingly suggested to Dave to design a resort project for Basilan province which will surely become world-famous, he said: "I already have made such plans. In fact, I’ve already written President Gloria Arroyo about my plans on November 12, 2001. I will also be meeting Secretary Gordon to ask his support in making Basilan a tourist destination."

In his letter to President Gloria Arroyo, the American architect said: "I am pleased that your plan to eradicate the Abu Sayyaf includes socio-economic development. Highly visible development and new jobs on their home turf of Basilan will eliminate such extremists... The beauty of Basilan is yet untapped for the tourist market... Here is what we propose be built by November 2004: a 450-room beach and golf resort that will create 900 permanent jobs, a regional airport that will create 250 permanent jobs, a hotel management school that will create 100 permanent jobs…roads and bridges. This development will be built as a self-contained, defensible village..."

Froelich was very glad that unlike most Filipinos who dismissed him as crazy or were shocked to hear of resort plans for Basilan, Secretary Gordon pledged all-out support and later announced to the mass media such plans. The landowner of the proposed Basilan project is the Alano family, whom Froelich got to know through the introduction of his friend Conrado Benitez II of Philippine Women’s University. His proposed name for the resort is "Kireihama," which is Japanese for "Beautiful Beach." Froelich can read and written Chinese and Japanese characters.

When almost all of his prominent Filipino friends expressed skepticism, pointing to the country’s terrible peace and order conditions, and saying his Basilan dream is too ambitious, Froelich would reply: "People always ask me if I would be successful in this dream project. What’s unacceptable to me is not trying to do this exciting and feasible project."

What budget does Froelich need to accomplish this resort project and who will fund it? He said US$150 million, and he wants to solicit a consortium of international investors, including wealthy Muslim nations in the Middle East and perhaps overseas Chinese business groups in Asia. When this writer commented that perhaps the capital needed was too high, the gray-haired Dinky Bantug gave an impish smile and replied: "If our politicians and military leaders are spending so many billions of pesos and wasting so many young Filipino lives in their long and unsuccessful war against the Moro rebels, why don’t we get private investors to fund this resort and help seek a permanent solution to the socio-economic crises in these islands of Basilan, Sulu and other places? I believe in the future of Philippine tourism."












If only Dave's dream became a reality ... tsk...tsk..tsk... Quo Vadis Philippines, my Philippines? Incidentally, Dave Froelich is married to my sister..the lovely Joyce ( hehehe), and Dave is more Filipino at heart, than anyone I know ! I always told him that he should've been an Honorary Consul to the Phil. I hope somebody from the DFA is reading this....

Friday, June 27, 2008

I ♥ Diane Sawyer !



When I was living in SF in the '80s, I looked forward to watching the news just because Diane Sawyer was in it. This woman never ceases to amaze me. I love love Diane Sawyer!( And no I am not a lesbian!) I watched her as an investigative journalist in 60 min. with Mike Wallace and the funny Andy Rooney; and in 20/20 and I thought she was better-looking and gentler than Barabara Walters; then on to becoming a newscaster with ABC's Primetime Live, etc... and has a long list of accomplishments.

I am happy that I still get to see her on Good Morning America to this day; and even featured the now famous "Papaya Dance of a local TV show here" and she even danced to it too, but looked awkward doing it! But who cares?

Diane Sawyer... so pretty and unassuming... and to think that she ranks #62 on the 100 Most Powerful in the Forbes list!

Watch the video below

Wishlist



I know, I know these are just shallow possessions that I can't bring with me in the afterlife. But who doesn't want an LV , a Goyard, Christian Louboutins, Jimmy Choos or a Marc Jacobs, or maybe just obsessing about it at one time in life? Well allow me to be superficial even in my dreams ...

For now I am content with just looking and saliavating for these... Ugh.

Diamonds are gorgeous too; but for some reason I am not that attracted to it. I didn't say I don't like them, ha.

Investment wise, diamonds are better, and lasts forever, but there are a lot of women out there now who are so addicted to bags and shoes that pre-owned stores have proliferated in the last 5 years or so.

In Japan there's Komehyo, 2nd hand Harajaku stores, and in Hongkong, Milan Stations everywhere!

A Tokyo-based research found that more than 94 percent of Tokyo women in their 20s own something made by Louis Vuitton; at least 92 percent have goods from Gucci; nearly 58 percent own a Prada item; and more than 51 percent have something with a Chanel label on it.

But like shoppers everywhere, they love a bargain (even an expensive one), and with a weak yen forcing luxury retailers to raise their prices in Japan, thrifty consumers are increasingly seeking to gratify their craving for conspicuous consumption without paying full price.

For people like me, with no qualms about wearing previously owned clothing, jewelry,bags,etc.., the rise of this kind of store is something that should surely be taken advantage of. But make sure you're getting the REAL deal.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Migraine GO AWAY !!!!


A migraine is a common type of headache that may occur with symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, or sensitivity to light. In many people, a throbbing pain is felt only on one side of the head.

Some people who get migraines have warning symptoms, called an aura, before the actual headache begins. An aura is a group of symptoms, usually vision disturbances, that serve as a warning sign that a bad headache is coming. Most people, however, do not have such warning signs.

A lot of people get migraines -- about 11 out of 100. The headaches tend to start between the ages of 10 and 46 and may run in families. Migraines occur more often in women than men. Pregnancy may reduce the number of migraines attacks. At least 60 percent of women with a history of migraines have fewer such headaches during the last two trimesters of pregnancy.

Until the 1980s, scientists believed that migraines were due to changes in blood vessels within the brain. Today, most believe the attack actually begins in the brain itself, and involves various nerve pathways and chemicals in the brain.

A migraine attack can be triggered by stress, food, environmental changes, or some other factor. However, the exact chain of events remains unclear.

Migraine attacks may be triggered by:

  • Allergic reactions
  • Bright lights, loud noises, and certain odors or perfumes
  • Physical or emotional stress
  • Changes in sleep patterns
  • Smoking or exposure to smoke - (guilty)
  • Skipping meals
  • Alcohol - ( yup..was just drinking red wine!)
  • Menstrual cycle fluctuations, birth control pills - ( duh...menopausal)
  • Tension headaches
  • Foods containing tyramine (red wine, aged cheese, smoked fish, chicken livers, figs, and some beans), monosodium glutamate (MSG), or nitrates (like bacon, hot dogs, and salami) - (there goes the tocino and tapas!)
  • Other foods such as chocolate, nuts, peanut butter, avocado, banana, citrus, onions, dairy products, and fermented or pickled foods. - ( what's left to eat now?)

Symptoms

Migraine headaches, which can be dull or severe, usually:

  • Feel throbbing, pounding, or pulsating
  • Are worse on one side of the head
  • Last 6 to 48 hours

Symptoms accompanying migraines include:

  • Nausea and vomiting
  • Sensitivity to light or sound
  • Loss of appetite
  • Fatigue
  • Numbness, tingling, or weakness

Warning signs (auras) that can precede a migraine include seeing stars or zigzag lines, tunnel vision, or a temporary blind spot.

Symptoms that may linger even after the migraine has gone away include:

  • Feeling mentally dull, like your thinking is not clear or sharp ( yeah right)
  • Increased need for sleep ( yehey more sleep!)
  • Neck pain

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Follow Your Dream...

I am excited for my daughter Diana. On July 13'08, she'll be well on her way to Dubai for a comprehensive 6 month training program as a cabin attendant for Emirates.

Last April, Diana graduated BS Nursing, and we thought she was going to pursue a job as a nurse. I guess, she would rather see the world first; nothing wrong with that. She's young, pretty, and talented ( plays the piano and has a nice singing voice, but too shy to sing in front of an audience!) Well, she has plenty of time to think about whatever she wants to do later on in life. *sigh* ....To be that age again ... sarap di ba?

I am so so excited for her. Fly fly fly the butterfly... hahaha... Thing is, her sister Monica is getting married in November and she will be sorely missed - her presence and in the entourage. She was going to be the maid of honor ! Also, her 24th birthday is coming up on July 20... But, Diana has made up her mind, and we love and support her just the same.

And so to our dear Diana-Banana... it will never be a good-bye for us, but more of, we shall see you in -----> Dubai soon. Take care of yourself, don't forget to say your prayers, enjoy this new chapter of your life ..... and update us, ok-dokie?

BIG HUGs and Mwahs ... MOM

Sunday, June 22, 2008

The 5th Child

I come from a big family; 9 kids! And being the 5th child makes me the middle child literally. The sequencing was, girl-boy-boy-boy-me-girl-girl-boy-boy. I don't think I had a middle child syndrome.


"The middle or second born child or children often have the sense of not belonging. They fight to receive attention from parents and others because they feel many times they are being ignored or dubbed off as being the same as another sibling. Being in the middle a child can feel insecure. The middle child often lacks drive and looks for direction from the first born child. Sometimes a middle child feels out of place because they are not over achievers and like to go with the flow of things. -( nailed it !)

Being a middle child would mean they are loners. They really don’t like to latch on to a person in a relationship, there fore they have trouble keeping one due to lack of interest. Not liking to take the limelight for anything, they are not over achievers and just simply work enough work to get by, and typically that goes with school as well as a career. They are however very artistic and creative. If forced to use abilities they will work well, but do not work well under pressure. They often start several projects but rarely keep focused long enough to finish a project. The best career move for a middle child would be along the lines of using their creative. Going into a writing or journalism career, and into a career that they could freely express themselves would be good. Anything that would have hours that are flexible, and projects that frequently changed would be good for a middle born child. - ( Okay okay... I get it .) Since relationships are not of high importance to a middle child, often times they are alone. However, the best possible match for a middle child would be a last born." - from Family and Parenting.




I was not a loner; infact I was outgoing then.. and had lot's of friends... and I got along well with my siblings; never started a fight with them - we were 4 girls and 5 boys. I was what you'd call a flexible child, and when there was trouble among any of the members of the family, they would seek me out for advice, that is, if I wasn't the cause of the problem. hehehe... Well, I was no saint. I had my share of my parent's headache that's for sure.... Poor mom, she'd often say that I was the cause of some of her white hair growth. Hahaha... Sorry about that.

Blog....what blog?


"Mom you should start a blog"... my youngest daughter Kim, said to me about 2 years ago. Huh what's that?

I am a stay-at-home-mom eversince I got married 28 years ago (wow that's long!), my life had been spilled milk, diaper changing, pedia/dental visits,grocery shopping, family days,ballet-piano-taekwondo trips, PTAs, yaya/maid problems, etc...and keeping house for my 5 kids and husband. Boring? No time for that. But I am no Martha Stewart ha.. I had to do what I had to do. And like anything else in this world, there are ups and plenty of downs. But with this new technology called the Internet, I am able to keep in touch with family and friends and surf the net ( shop on-line!) in the comfort of my home. But Blogging? It was all new to me.

Anyway, back to my daughter Kim... I was helping her write an article for her school newspaper, and I must have made an impression on her; ( wow, my mom can actually write!)and so the topic about blog writing. Yeah right..me a writer!

Maybe I will ...