Life

During my last year in college, my first boss gave me this advice: “Do what you love best and money will follow.” She didn’t tell me how money “will follow”. Decades later, I realized how. When you do what you love you become good at it. After a few years, you become a master in your own right. People will seek you out for...

I  am not a chef. The last cooking lessons I took were back in high school. I am, however, a mother. Like most mothers, I try to make sure I cook something healthy for the family. So when I come across something that I really, really like, I try my best to replicate it. This is one of those instances. I was able to...

Mothers–there’s just nothing like them on the face of the earth. I am one. I am not saying am a good one because that is something that only time can tell. I realized that one DOES have to be a mother to know how it is like. You don’t have to give birth to be a mother. Time comes when you start caring for somebody...

If my life was a book, it would be a cookbook entitled: A Filipino Fiesta [feast] of  Food, Friends & Family. On the right page would be each recipe, with doodles and drawings on the side and on the left page – a story. It can be a story of how that recipe came about, memories that food brings or a totally unrelated...

I am not a foodie – although I do love eating. I love trying out new food, new recipes and new ways of doing old dishes. The reason why I decided to write about food, cooking and recipes is so that when my son decides to have a family of his own, he can have a list of the food that he loved as a child, tuck away...

I don’t like receiving flowers. I love looking at them and taking pictures of them. But I get frustrated when I receive them, knowing that in a few days they’ll wilt and die. So I would often tell my lovers, don’t give me flowers because I don’t want our relationship to last a week. That is why I don’t get flowers –...

The older we get, the more we hang on to what was or what used to be. I noticed that only the older people and parents insist on spending Sundays with family. Here you find parents hovering around kids who spend the afternoons watching movies, playing computer/tv games and napping. Kids would always want to do...

“Life is like an ocean.  It can be calm and serene or rough and wild, but in the end it’s always beautiful to those willing to ride the waves.” Each day I make it a point to forget the stress and remember how blessed I am. I’m blessed to have a family I can truly call my own. I am blessed to have a home that I can always...

When Sr. Mary Thomas Prado, OSB, the current president of St. Scho said that the school was our second home, she wasn’t kidding. I loved my school not just because of my classmates but because of the sense of security it gave me. I loved going to school at 6:30am, walking through the empty hallways watching the morning...

We spend most of our days working. We talk to people without really communicating. “Do this, do that, what’s the status on, have you seen the news, how’s the weather, this is the plan, boss says, wife says, hubby says, son says”.. No wonder people say we don’t stop to smell the flowers – that is, to stop and look at...

When I was 23 years old, I met a 20-year-old mother washing clothes outside her house who I thought was older than me. Way older. She looked like she was 30 years old. She had THREE children and was married. She asked me if I had a problem because I’ve been in a relationship for 3 years and I wasn’t pregnant. I said no....

Testing IFTTT on social media. This is a test post of what happens if I reposted my instagram post. Can’t believe how this makes things easier and faster. Unfortunately it can’t schedule posts AND it cannot resize the images properly. Too bad. I was hoping this could streamline a few ‘tasks’. #seo #seojobs...

I know Sundays are meant for leisure. Right now we’re gathered around the dining table doing one thing – working. Mars is teaching Brian on how to use a tech pen. I am taking a break from writing contracts.

My grandmother was a grade school teacher (a strict one) and never let a learning opportunity pass. Earlier I was cleaning out the fish when I saw something that reminded me of one of my afternoons with my grandmother. “Brian!” I called out. My son came with his earphones. “Yes mama?” “Do you know what fish eggs look like...

Our parents couldn’t help it – they’d compare us to our siblings, our cousins, our neighbors – even to themselves when they were young. At one point in our lives we realize that we have to dare to be ourselves, that we deserve to be happy and live a life that we are excited about. It is something worth remembering once we...