Posted on Feb 14, 2010 03:30 PM
While the rest of Manila is still having breakfast, we breeze through Mandaluyong to Malacanang Palace, all the way to Arlegui and to San Miguel (the Archangel) Shrine. It is Valentine's Day and we are getting confirmed.
The shrine earlier celebrated a mass wedding for 14 couples, and each Saturday and Sunday the monsignor anoints the sacrament of confirmation. What is confirmation? It is knowingly accepting Christ and the Church as your religion, as a part of your daily life. It is the same as baptism, except this one you answer in behalf of your parents. Also, it is a church requirement if you are to have a church wedding. Pay P600 per person and you get the certificate, and a sermon from monsignor for not attending mass regularly, having premarital sex and or being married outside the church, which is not acceptable according to the eyes of God. Monsignor jokes but wonders what is happening to the world- when we should all have been confirmed at the age of 12, so we could gain more blessings, when women walking down the aisle still dressed in white while there is already a baby inside. He says only virgins should wear white while walking down the aisle, and all others should wear polka dots. Ha-ha.
He talks a lot about premarital sex, and mentions more and more teenagers are doing it. He reminds us that as we are getting married,we should know how to raise children of God, not to let them wander the streets like flies along the train tracks with dried sipon on their noses, and black lines on their armpits cursing like dogs.
I like this reminder. I know what an enormous responsibility it is to be a parent. I wonder how my mother and all our mothers did it. But one day at a time. As of today, we are confirmed, blessed, and ready for our pre-marriage seminar.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Today's Topic: Shoes
Posted on Feb 10, 2010 11:09 PM
I'm thinking this is going to be a dilemma as well.
First of all, it's a beach wedding.
RED would look good for pictures. HOT PINK?
Perhaps blue, for my something blue?
I would wear heels for the church but switch to sandals at the beach.
For the photo op with Pat Dy, I'd bring the shoes.
But what kind of shoes?
Jerin, help!
SOME TIPS FOUND FROM THE INTERNET
What to Look for in Wedding Shoes
Just like your wedding day, you'll want your wedding shoes to be absolutely perfect. Here are a few things you might want to consider when shopping for shoes for your wedding.
Comfortable Wedding Shoes
The perfect wedding shoes will need to be many things, but mostly, they must be comfortable. Keep in mind, you'll be walking down the aisle, posing for photographs, greeting guests, cutting the cake, and possibly dancing in these wedding shoes. This could add up to hours and hours on your feet, so be sure, above all else, that you choose shoes that are comfortable for your feet.
Heels of Wedding Shoes
The heel height of your wedding shoes is of utmost importance. Your dress will be fitted to accommodate the height of your wedding shoes, and if you're not comfortable in some of the higher heeled shoes, wearing them on your wedding day might not be the best time for this idea. If you want a bit of added height, but are not comfortable in stilettos, consider platform heels, or lower kitten heels, remember the very newest look with ultimate femininity and style, ballet slippers. They could be the answer to all of your questions and needs.
Fabric Choices for Wedding Shoes
Silk or satin are traditionally the two most popular choices for wedding shoes, but of course, your wedding dress and personal taste should have the greatest impact on the shoes you choose. If you're wearing a non-traditional wedding dress, consider sparking up the entire look with a not so traditional shoe as well. Look at some of the new strappy/clear heels that are looking at being the hottest shoewear item this fall.
Wedding Shoes to Suit Your Style
While your shoes should be a good match to your dress and the setting of your wedding, they should also reflect your personal style. For example, a funky, trendy bride might consider bridal shoes with chunky heels; while a romantic at heart might love a pair of lacy white "granny boots" as her bridal shoes. Your day, your style!
Trying on Wedding Shoes When shopping for wedding (or any) shoes, be sure to shop toward the end of your day. Our feet swell over the course of a day, and you'll want to try on shoes when your feet are largest. Also, if you'll be wearing hose on your wedding day, be sure to wear them when trying on your bridal shoes.
Breaking in Your Wedding Shoes
To be sure that on the big day your wedding shoes aren't killing your feet, you'll need to break them in. Starting a few weeks before your wedding, try wearing your bridal shoes around the house (not outside!) for a small amount of time. Over the course of the next couple of weeks, increase the amount of time you wear them. Be sure to walk and stand a lot in them, until you're certain that you can wear them comfortably for at least 4 or 5 hours.
Extra Shoes for Your Wedding
You may decide that for your reception, you'd like to wear a more comfortable pair of shoes. If this is the case, be sure that your second pair of shoes have the same heel height as your actual wedding shoes. This will insure that your dress doesn't drag the ground while you're dancing or socializing.
Wedding Shoes and Floor Surfaces
The aisle you'll be walking down may be carpeted, or you may find that the reception hall has slick floors. Either surface can be difficult to walk or dance on, especially in your wedding shoes. To add some traction to your shoes so you do not have to worry about slipping – lightly sandpaper the soles to negate worrying about it.
Ultimate tip! The most important tip: comfort, comfort comfort. With the endless choices in shoe styles you do not have to compromise style to gain comfort. You can easily have it all!
Labels: Beauty, Fashion
posted by banquetevent.com at 8:05 AM 0 Comment
Comments
Jerin on Feb 15, 2010
Hi ms. armi! Just read your sms. wow, it's really all set.
anyway, i really suggest dressy wedding shoes for the church.
Have you visited gaupo couture at GB5? Check out their website. http://www.gauposhoecouture.com/collection_detail.php?ID=4&;productID=90
Stylebible featured it last year: http://www.stylebible.ph/portfolio.php?id=258&;p=19
(you can visit stybible mall, too.)
Gaupo can customize for your wedding dress!
for the beach, something colorful and flats. รข�¥
I'm now getting excited for your wedding! Congrats, ma'am armi! Congrats to sir louie, too!
Armi on Feb 19, 2010
Gaupo Couture costs P7-P9K Jerin!
And Barbi Chan's wedges in her Bora wedding cost P18,500! Exagg!
I'm thinking this is going to be a dilemma as well.
First of all, it's a beach wedding.
RED would look good for pictures. HOT PINK?
Perhaps blue, for my something blue?
I would wear heels for the church but switch to sandals at the beach.
For the photo op with Pat Dy, I'd bring the shoes.
But what kind of shoes?
Jerin, help!
SOME TIPS FOUND FROM THE INTERNET
What to Look for in Wedding Shoes
Just like your wedding day, you'll want your wedding shoes to be absolutely perfect. Here are a few things you might want to consider when shopping for shoes for your wedding.
Comfortable Wedding Shoes
The perfect wedding shoes will need to be many things, but mostly, they must be comfortable. Keep in mind, you'll be walking down the aisle, posing for photographs, greeting guests, cutting the cake, and possibly dancing in these wedding shoes. This could add up to hours and hours on your feet, so be sure, above all else, that you choose shoes that are comfortable for your feet.
Heels of Wedding Shoes
The heel height of your wedding shoes is of utmost importance. Your dress will be fitted to accommodate the height of your wedding shoes, and if you're not comfortable in some of the higher heeled shoes, wearing them on your wedding day might not be the best time for this idea. If you want a bit of added height, but are not comfortable in stilettos, consider platform heels, or lower kitten heels, remember the very newest look with ultimate femininity and style, ballet slippers. They could be the answer to all of your questions and needs.
Fabric Choices for Wedding Shoes
Silk or satin are traditionally the two most popular choices for wedding shoes, but of course, your wedding dress and personal taste should have the greatest impact on the shoes you choose. If you're wearing a non-traditional wedding dress, consider sparking up the entire look with a not so traditional shoe as well. Look at some of the new strappy/clear heels that are looking at being the hottest shoewear item this fall.
Wedding Shoes to Suit Your Style
While your shoes should be a good match to your dress and the setting of your wedding, they should also reflect your personal style. For example, a funky, trendy bride might consider bridal shoes with chunky heels; while a romantic at heart might love a pair of lacy white "granny boots" as her bridal shoes. Your day, your style!
Trying on Wedding Shoes When shopping for wedding (or any) shoes, be sure to shop toward the end of your day. Our feet swell over the course of a day, and you'll want to try on shoes when your feet are largest. Also, if you'll be wearing hose on your wedding day, be sure to wear them when trying on your bridal shoes.
Breaking in Your Wedding Shoes
To be sure that on the big day your wedding shoes aren't killing your feet, you'll need to break them in. Starting a few weeks before your wedding, try wearing your bridal shoes around the house (not outside!) for a small amount of time. Over the course of the next couple of weeks, increase the amount of time you wear them. Be sure to walk and stand a lot in them, until you're certain that you can wear them comfortably for at least 4 or 5 hours.
Extra Shoes for Your Wedding
You may decide that for your reception, you'd like to wear a more comfortable pair of shoes. If this is the case, be sure that your second pair of shoes have the same heel height as your actual wedding shoes. This will insure that your dress doesn't drag the ground while you're dancing or socializing.
Wedding Shoes and Floor Surfaces
The aisle you'll be walking down may be carpeted, or you may find that the reception hall has slick floors. Either surface can be difficult to walk or dance on, especially in your wedding shoes. To add some traction to your shoes so you do not have to worry about slipping – lightly sandpaper the soles to negate worrying about it.
Ultimate tip! The most important tip: comfort, comfort comfort. With the endless choices in shoe styles you do not have to compromise style to gain comfort. You can easily have it all!
Labels: Beauty, Fashion
posted by banquetevent.com at 8:05 AM 0 Comment
Comments
Jerin on Feb 15, 2010
Hi ms. armi! Just read your sms. wow, it's really all set.
anyway, i really suggest dressy wedding shoes for the church.
Have you visited gaupo couture at GB5? Check out their website. http://www.gauposhoecouture.com/collection_detail.php?ID=4&;productID=90
Stylebible featured it last year: http://www.stylebible.ph/portfolio.php?id=258&;p=19
(you can visit stybible mall, too.)
Gaupo can customize for your wedding dress!
for the beach, something colorful and flats. รข�¥
I'm now getting excited for your wedding! Congrats, ma'am armi! Congrats to sir louie, too!
Armi on Feb 19, 2010
Gaupo Couture costs P7-P9K Jerin!
And Barbi Chan's wedges in her Bora wedding cost P18,500! Exagg!
81 Days To Go and Our Feb Schedule is Full
Posted on Feb 09, 2010 11:37 PM
Feb 13- we will be confirmed at the San Miguel Church in Manila. They have confirmation every Thursdays and Saturdays at 2:30 PM, and on Sundays at 10:15 AM. Bride and groom has to bring a copy of their baptismal certificate that indicates that it is for the purpose of marriage. You get this from the parish where you were baptized. Damage: 1260 for the couple. The bishop also requires to be there an hour early for the seminar.
We do not have a sponsor yet. Ime, let's go.
The problem I have is that I keep on double booking. I want to go to the hot air balloon festival at dawn and be back at 1:30 PM in Manila. Ime is inviting me to have lunch at Salcedo market. She is flying from Malaysia.
I have to figure this out with the H2B- he says I should stop with the double booking already. Haha.
Feb 14- of course, non compromising, badminton time with my Sunday group from 10 AM- 2 PM.
But there are two wedding fairs this weekend, one in Megamall and another one in MOA. Will probably drop by Megamall. Ayayay! Double booking again.
Feb 20-21: we are set to do the Catholic Engaged Encounter. Two full days at Tahanan Village.
Damage:4K for the couple. We were supposed to do the Discovery Weekend but they don't have a Feb sched in Manila, and March, I feel is too late. As it is, I have difficulty sleeping na, thinking of all the other details to take care of.
Feb 28- bridal entourage fitting. Guys, please be here at 3 PM onwards. We'll have pancit and pichi pichi. Beer? Pwede din. Plus some music and photo session (as usual) haha.
March 20-21: L and I will be in Bora to finalize everything with the church, the flowers, the sound system, with Discovery Shores (food tasting, yey!)
March 27- April 3- I will be in Tokyo for a business trip. And probably praning already since it will be less than a month before the big day.
The good news: I've lost 12 lbs since the Christmas vacay, but I still need to lose 10 more. Especially on the arms. Arrgghh! (Tan says 5 lbs from badminton training, 5 lbs from boxing, wish us luck!)
I still don't have the misalette, the program and co-host for the reception, the songs for the mass, and a lot of other details that I have to work out with my coordinator, who is based in Boracay. In the meantime, let's get some shuteye, as the office workload is getting hectic as well. And I compartmentalize- when I'm at work, it's all about the work. And in between the conflicting schedule of L and me, we hardly see each other, but he has to approve everything (our tastes are so different!!!). Maybe that's why I'm already having trouble sleeping. Oh well. Enough of the rambling!
No videographer!
Hey Robert, have you booked your tickets na?
Feb 13- we will be confirmed at the San Miguel Church in Manila. They have confirmation every Thursdays and Saturdays at 2:30 PM, and on Sundays at 10:15 AM. Bride and groom has to bring a copy of their baptismal certificate that indicates that it is for the purpose of marriage. You get this from the parish where you were baptized. Damage: 1260 for the couple. The bishop also requires to be there an hour early for the seminar.
We do not have a sponsor yet. Ime, let's go.
The problem I have is that I keep on double booking. I want to go to the hot air balloon festival at dawn and be back at 1:30 PM in Manila. Ime is inviting me to have lunch at Salcedo market. She is flying from Malaysia.
I have to figure this out with the H2B- he says I should stop with the double booking already. Haha.
Feb 14- of course, non compromising, badminton time with my Sunday group from 10 AM- 2 PM.
But there are two wedding fairs this weekend, one in Megamall and another one in MOA. Will probably drop by Megamall. Ayayay! Double booking again.
Feb 20-21: we are set to do the Catholic Engaged Encounter. Two full days at Tahanan Village.
Damage:4K for the couple. We were supposed to do the Discovery Weekend but they don't have a Feb sched in Manila, and March, I feel is too late. As it is, I have difficulty sleeping na, thinking of all the other details to take care of.
Feb 28- bridal entourage fitting. Guys, please be here at 3 PM onwards. We'll have pancit and pichi pichi. Beer? Pwede din. Plus some music and photo session (as usual) haha.
March 20-21: L and I will be in Bora to finalize everything with the church, the flowers, the sound system, with Discovery Shores (food tasting, yey!)
March 27- April 3- I will be in Tokyo for a business trip. And probably praning already since it will be less than a month before the big day.
The good news: I've lost 12 lbs since the Christmas vacay, but I still need to lose 10 more. Especially on the arms. Arrgghh! (Tan says 5 lbs from badminton training, 5 lbs from boxing, wish us luck!)
I still don't have the misalette, the program and co-host for the reception, the songs for the mass, and a lot of other details that I have to work out with my coordinator, who is based in Boracay. In the meantime, let's get some shuteye, as the office workload is getting hectic as well. And I compartmentalize- when I'm at work, it's all about the work. And in between the conflicting schedule of L and me, we hardly see each other, but he has to approve everything (our tastes are so different!!!). Maybe that's why I'm already having trouble sleeping. Oh well. Enough of the rambling!
No videographer!
Hey Robert, have you booked your tickets na?
The Attire
Posted on Feb 07, 2010 10:51 PM
How cool is Chichi here, di ba?
The invite would say the attire is white. Our motif is actually white and beige, so guys will be wearing khakis as pants; an all white outfit would be good if you can pull it off. The mothers and the entourage would be wearing cream/beige. The vibe, as you know is summer and your attire must be comfy.
Comments
April Garcia on Feb 7, 2010
I like you. :) haha
armi on Feb 8, 2010
like lang bebe?
haha
april Garcia on Feb 8, 2010
konting more the like. hahahaha
How cool is Chichi here, di ba?
The invite would say the attire is white. Our motif is actually white and beige, so guys will be wearing khakis as pants; an all white outfit would be good if you can pull it off. The mothers and the entourage would be wearing cream/beige. The vibe, as you know is summer and your attire must be comfy.
Comments
April Garcia on Feb 7, 2010
I like you. :) haha
armi on Feb 8, 2010
like lang bebe?
haha
april Garcia on Feb 8, 2010
konting more the like. hahahaha
A Misty-Eyed Confession
Posted on Feb 06, 2010 12:18 AM
I get a little misty eyed as I bid her goodbye yesterday, and tried to avoid staring at her misty eyes, too. We are grown up, and we are women, so we had to be strong for each other, and for our families. She is going back to the Middle East where her husband is based,newly promoted as a manager, while she briefly spent a month here with the kids to process her papers for a new job at a hospital. The kids have to go back by March so they can still catch up with summer class and not waste over P90,000 worth of tuition. Their Papa will take a leave and get them all back together.
So it's all good. After all, families should be together. Children should be with their parents.
Except we both know she won't be here for my wedding, and that crushes both our hearts, but we have to go on with our real lives. I tell her everyday we are grateful that we are loved, and that we have each other. Her kids adore me. But I miss her already,and the kids, we have a date tomorrow, and have a lot of happy memories, but Ysa and Miguel not being my flower girl and ring bearer brings pain to my heart.
I do know that when we love, we get many chances, and there will be other happy moments for us to savor, my dear sister.
In the meantime, I leave you with this birthday blogpost I did for her which first appeared on my original and personal blog in 2007. http://hellotigerkitty.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-et.html
She is four inches taller than me, and on hindsight, the only reason I think that is, is because she kept sleeping during our childhood. I mean, that's what I remember mostly about her. She would eat like a bird and would be asleep most of the time. While I played patintero and teks, was bitten by a dog, got accelerated in grade school (I was only 11 when I entered high school), and had a weird encounter with an old tree and an albularyo during elementary, she just played with Barbie and had a pretty uneventful childhood.
While I learned the household chores (my favorite task was cleaning the house and polishing off our wooden parquet floor with bunot- a dried coconut husk) and learned how to manage my time, she was probably watching Sesame Street (where we learned our english). I'm intense, she's relaxed. That's why when we play badminton, she keeps laughing while I shake my head for my errors (hah!). In the end, I just watched and learned how to keep calm and stay relaxed by being with her.
One day she digs up this old photo and I almost kill her for it. What an ugly face (mine, not hers), oh, but look at that smile (mine, not hers)- so earnest and totally unaware of vanity. This was taken when I was still taller than her, and by fourth grade she was already taller, and I knew I was going to be the shorter ate. She bluetooths this to my phone while giggling, mostly because she looked normal while I looked err..funny. I realize that eventhough I had teeth, then braces after this photo was taken, I still have the same smile. (The smile that can eat your heart out, yes!).
To be an ate, to have siblings, is like being a mother. You worry about their future, and every happy moment they have you feel is yours,too. And her kids, I feel like they're my extension and lugi negosyo when you have a nephew and a niece. And so eventhough we're sad that you will leave us (on my birthday pa), we're happy you will be together again as one family with Ronald in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Really, choose another continent because I have no plans of visiting the middle east, and Ysabel should get a college education (there's basically none for women there).
Still I keep wondering how we even became sisters when we look and are so different from one another. But you know what, we both have a good heart. Naks. Uy, yung gold bracelet ko from saudi. Harharhar.
I get a little misty eyed as I bid her goodbye yesterday, and tried to avoid staring at her misty eyes, too. We are grown up, and we are women, so we had to be strong for each other, and for our families. She is going back to the Middle East where her husband is based,newly promoted as a manager, while she briefly spent a month here with the kids to process her papers for a new job at a hospital. The kids have to go back by March so they can still catch up with summer class and not waste over P90,000 worth of tuition. Their Papa will take a leave and get them all back together.
So it's all good. After all, families should be together. Children should be with their parents.
Except we both know she won't be here for my wedding, and that crushes both our hearts, but we have to go on with our real lives. I tell her everyday we are grateful that we are loved, and that we have each other. Her kids adore me. But I miss her already,and the kids, we have a date tomorrow, and have a lot of happy memories, but Ysa and Miguel not being my flower girl and ring bearer brings pain to my heart.
I do know that when we love, we get many chances, and there will be other happy moments for us to savor, my dear sister.
In the meantime, I leave you with this birthday blogpost I did for her which first appeared on my original and personal blog in 2007. http://hellotigerkitty.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-et.html
She is four inches taller than me, and on hindsight, the only reason I think that is, is because she kept sleeping during our childhood. I mean, that's what I remember mostly about her. She would eat like a bird and would be asleep most of the time. While I played patintero and teks, was bitten by a dog, got accelerated in grade school (I was only 11 when I entered high school), and had a weird encounter with an old tree and an albularyo during elementary, she just played with Barbie and had a pretty uneventful childhood.
While I learned the household chores (my favorite task was cleaning the house and polishing off our wooden parquet floor with bunot- a dried coconut husk) and learned how to manage my time, she was probably watching Sesame Street (where we learned our english). I'm intense, she's relaxed. That's why when we play badminton, she keeps laughing while I shake my head for my errors (hah!). In the end, I just watched and learned how to keep calm and stay relaxed by being with her.
One day she digs up this old photo and I almost kill her for it. What an ugly face (mine, not hers), oh, but look at that smile (mine, not hers)- so earnest and totally unaware of vanity. This was taken when I was still taller than her, and by fourth grade she was already taller, and I knew I was going to be the shorter ate. She bluetooths this to my phone while giggling, mostly because she looked normal while I looked err..funny. I realize that eventhough I had teeth, then braces after this photo was taken, I still have the same smile. (The smile that can eat your heart out, yes!).
To be an ate, to have siblings, is like being a mother. You worry about their future, and every happy moment they have you feel is yours,too. And her kids, I feel like they're my extension and lugi negosyo when you have a nephew and a niece. And so eventhough we're sad that you will leave us (on my birthday pa), we're happy you will be together again as one family with Ronald in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Really, choose another continent because I have no plans of visiting the middle east, and Ysabel should get a college education (there's basically none for women there).
Still I keep wondering how we even became sisters when we look and are so different from one another. But you know what, we both have a good heart. Naks. Uy, yung gold bracelet ko from saudi. Harharhar.
Today's Topic: Videography
Posted on Feb 04, 2010 08:15 AM
Up to now we have not booked a videographer.
The first thing bride to be-s say when they are planning their wedding is they book the photographer and videographer after setting the date and booking the reception. That's all good.
But we looked at our budget after flying in the band, and our photographer and couldn't squeeze in a videographer with the likes of Jason Magbanua, who is,as they say, the best in the Philippines. For Boracay, there is Mayad Studios, but they are based in Iloilo and we still have to provide accommodations for 3-5 people with board and lodging. The videography costs as much as the photography, actually even more, with the high definition camera they are using which would bring it up to P105K + food+accommoadtion+travel expenses. The output: a 20-30 minute video of the best moment of your life.
SIGH.
http://jasonmagbanua.com/blog/category/venues/boracay/
http://www.mayadstudios.com/blog/
There is still hope. But. But. Still thinking about the costs. Bordoy, at least, is based in Caticlan, and will only charge half the price. His videography team isn't bad as well, and he seems like a really nice guy.
http://bordoyphotography.com/
For now, L and I seem content on photography.
Up to now we have not booked a videographer.
The first thing bride to be-s say when they are planning their wedding is they book the photographer and videographer after setting the date and booking the reception. That's all good.
But we looked at our budget after flying in the band, and our photographer and couldn't squeeze in a videographer with the likes of Jason Magbanua, who is,as they say, the best in the Philippines. For Boracay, there is Mayad Studios, but they are based in Iloilo and we still have to provide accommodations for 3-5 people with board and lodging. The videography costs as much as the photography, actually even more, with the high definition camera they are using which would bring it up to P105K + food+accommoadtion+travel expenses. The output: a 20-30 minute video of the best moment of your life.
SIGH.
http://jasonmagbanua.com/blog/category/venues/boracay/
http://www.mayadstudios.com/blog/
There is still hope. But. But. Still thinking about the costs. Bordoy, at least, is based in Caticlan, and will only charge half the price. His videography team isn't bad as well, and he seems like a really nice guy.
http://bordoyphotography.com/
For now, L and I seem content on photography.
Goodbye HRV, Hello Bumblebee
Posted on Feb 04, 2010 01:27 AM
Can I just give brides to be pieces of advice?
1. Don't book your wedding on a peak season.
2. If possible, don't plan it within 4 months, 6 months would be better. A year, ah, that's living in fantasy na.
3. Don't try planning a wedding, selling a car and choosing a new one all at the same time.
Which is what neurotics like me do. BUT.BUT. It was time for my lucky HRV to go, and we touched each other the last time yesterday.
I am now waiting for my next baby, and I am going to call it bumblebee. In honor of Miguel, my only nephew who loves the HRV and wants his papa and mommy to color their blue car yellow and add stripes.
And don't ask me about the color- it was L's choice.
Can I just give brides to be pieces of advice?
1. Don't book your wedding on a peak season.
2. If possible, don't plan it within 4 months, 6 months would be better. A year, ah, that's living in fantasy na.
3. Don't try planning a wedding, selling a car and choosing a new one all at the same time.
Which is what neurotics like me do. BUT.BUT. It was time for my lucky HRV to go, and we touched each other the last time yesterday.
I am now waiting for my next baby, and I am going to call it bumblebee. In honor of Miguel, my only nephew who loves the HRV and wants his papa and mommy to color their blue car yellow and add stripes.
And don't ask me about the color- it was L's choice.
Vespa Shoot with Marco
Posted on Jan 31, 2010 04:10 PM
Yesterday we accomplished nothing but have a trial photo shoot with Marco, our friend.
We love the golden sun as day turns into night.
Photos by: Marco Antonio Cabazal
www.octopusgarden,org
Camera: Nikon
Location: High Street
Yesterday we accomplished nothing but have a trial photo shoot with Marco, our friend.
We love the golden sun as day turns into night.
Photos by: Marco Antonio Cabazal
www.octopusgarden,org
Camera: Nikon
Location: High Street
Today's Topic: Hair
Posted on Jan 29, 2010 11:15 PM
The question is this: an updo or just lay it down?
This looks neat and fit for a hot summer wedding.
while this looks romantic and casual enough for a beach or garden wedding
this would be great if I had blonde hair. Di bagay sa kin ang kulot
Since I am non-traditional, I also like one bold statement. Like this
a bit bohemian?
or this
ano , Christine?
magalit kaya si L at si Nino pag ganito hair natin?
Happy weekend!
Comments
Flery Anne on Jan 30, 2010
Ma'am Armi and Ma'am Christine, ang kulet! hahaha! lol.. :)
The question is this: an updo or just lay it down?
This looks neat and fit for a hot summer wedding.
while this looks romantic and casual enough for a beach or garden wedding
this would be great if I had blonde hair. Di bagay sa kin ang kulot
Since I am non-traditional, I also like one bold statement. Like this
a bit bohemian?
or this
ano , Christine?
magalit kaya si L at si Nino pag ganito hair natin?
Happy weekend!
Comments
Flery Anne on Jan 30, 2010
Ma'am Armi and Ma'am Christine, ang kulet! hahaha! lol.. :)
A Love Story
Posted on Jan 28, 2010 11:16 PM
Today I rushed out of the office after hearing of Gian's mom who is in life support system at the Cardinal Santos Hospital. Gian is L's friend, who eventually became my friend as well. I remember L and I would ask him to tag along on our movie dates and once he joined us, and we bought him sandwiches and drinks to eat inside Trinoma's cinema. Instead, he drank the soda, and brought home the sandwich to his dad.
Gian's dad sadly passed away last December 28, in the wee hours of the morning, most probably from a heart attack. He was trying to make a call, apparently, but he was not able to make it. Gian's dad, quite memorably for me, awarded me my first badminton tournament medal which Mike and I won in their biannual event.
Today, January 28, Gian is waiting for his brother to come home from Boston so they can pull the plug on their mom, who was taken out of the ICU and brought to a private room, in life support. I couldn't help but shed some tears when I hugged Gian and saw Tita Carmen. Especially since I know how much she adored her husband. Although Tita Carmen has had seven operations since 1976 in the brain due to aneurism, with radiation and cobalt treatments, she was very much active everytime we see her at their house. Gian, who is the youngest, and is now the only left left in the empty nest, is the favorite, and Tita would demand a kiss from Gian before he leaves the house. Bunso eh.
I remember telling Cha that it is not uncommon for couples who are so close to each other, to die within weeks or months of the other partner's death. My grandfather died in less than 5 months after Lola died, while I know of someone who died within a three-week span. Today is the 30th day of Gian's dad's passing away, and while I can not help but feel sad about the in and out heaving of the machine attached to Tita's mouth, I recognize the love between the couple. He's probably waiting for her.
I didn't know of his mom's previous condition, and Gian tells me that apparently during their wedding day in 1976, her mom fainted and had a nosebleed. Talk about wedding fiasco, right? And that's when they knew she had a condition. In spite of that, the couple braved on to have three normal and talented kids, even if it meant having her brain opened, clipped and stitched 7 times. His dad used to be just a clerk, but if it weren't for his love for his wife, he would not have strived to be a successful executive, and later on as an entrepreneur.
About a year ago, Gian also tells me that his dad sent an email to his two elder brothers, telling them they, his sons, were miracles, because the doctor told them they can only have one child, and yet they had three, and lived a normal and pretty comfortable life. When I asked how his mom coped after his father's death, he said she never saw him cry in front of him. One day, she played AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER, their favorite movie, looked at the albums, and wept. Gian was not there; she would not show her weakness to him, because Gian, in an effort to entertain his mom would talk to her and follow her nonstop wherever she goes. Then eventually he would end up crying to her, while he talks of his dad. That's the wisdom from mothers. That's the strength of her character.
It just made me realize that love is so powerful, and life, yes, fleeting. We just really have to make the best of each day, live in hope and keep living out our dreams while we still can.
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Armi Andrade on Jan 31, 2010
Tita Carmen passed away yesterday at 5:40 PM.
Today I rushed out of the office after hearing of Gian's mom who is in life support system at the Cardinal Santos Hospital. Gian is L's friend, who eventually became my friend as well. I remember L and I would ask him to tag along on our movie dates and once he joined us, and we bought him sandwiches and drinks to eat inside Trinoma's cinema. Instead, he drank the soda, and brought home the sandwich to his dad.
Gian's dad sadly passed away last December 28, in the wee hours of the morning, most probably from a heart attack. He was trying to make a call, apparently, but he was not able to make it. Gian's dad, quite memorably for me, awarded me my first badminton tournament medal which Mike and I won in their biannual event.
Today, January 28, Gian is waiting for his brother to come home from Boston so they can pull the plug on their mom, who was taken out of the ICU and brought to a private room, in life support. I couldn't help but shed some tears when I hugged Gian and saw Tita Carmen. Especially since I know how much she adored her husband. Although Tita Carmen has had seven operations since 1976 in the brain due to aneurism, with radiation and cobalt treatments, she was very much active everytime we see her at their house. Gian, who is the youngest, and is now the only left left in the empty nest, is the favorite, and Tita would demand a kiss from Gian before he leaves the house. Bunso eh.
I remember telling Cha that it is not uncommon for couples who are so close to each other, to die within weeks or months of the other partner's death. My grandfather died in less than 5 months after Lola died, while I know of someone who died within a three-week span. Today is the 30th day of Gian's dad's passing away, and while I can not help but feel sad about the in and out heaving of the machine attached to Tita's mouth, I recognize the love between the couple. He's probably waiting for her.
I didn't know of his mom's previous condition, and Gian tells me that apparently during their wedding day in 1976, her mom fainted and had a nosebleed. Talk about wedding fiasco, right? And that's when they knew she had a condition. In spite of that, the couple braved on to have three normal and talented kids, even if it meant having her brain opened, clipped and stitched 7 times. His dad used to be just a clerk, but if it weren't for his love for his wife, he would not have strived to be a successful executive, and later on as an entrepreneur.
About a year ago, Gian also tells me that his dad sent an email to his two elder brothers, telling them they, his sons, were miracles, because the doctor told them they can only have one child, and yet they had three, and lived a normal and pretty comfortable life. When I asked how his mom coped after his father's death, he said she never saw him cry in front of him. One day, she played AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER, their favorite movie, looked at the albums, and wept. Gian was not there; she would not show her weakness to him, because Gian, in an effort to entertain his mom would talk to her and follow her nonstop wherever she goes. Then eventually he would end up crying to her, while he talks of his dad. That's the wisdom from mothers. That's the strength of her character.
It just made me realize that love is so powerful, and life, yes, fleeting. We just really have to make the best of each day, live in hope and keep living out our dreams while we still can.
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Armi Andrade on Jan 31, 2010
Tita Carmen passed away yesterday at 5:40 PM.
It's 2:35 AM and We're Still Awake
Posted on Jan 28, 2010 02:35 AM
He Says:
Hi. Hello. You're still awake! Do you know what time it is already? Hyper ka na naman sa kaba badminton mo! Can you please wake me up at 11:00AM so I can have the khaki pants you gave me for Christmas cropped because it's pants on the ground for me. You know I'm no hiff-hoffer. I'm a rastaman. Can't get anything done because I'm a night-owl. Is there such a thing as a day-owl anyway. Look at my eyes. I'm growing panda eyes already. That's got to disappear by the time it's the 30th of April, you know...
She Says:
My suggestion is post your beauty issue on facebook. Look at my post- most of them were recommending liposuction or gym 6x a week. LOL.
Antok na ko, no more creative juice, because all of my energies were spent on our 4-hour badminton session.BUT. Divina made me eat chicharong bulaklak, chicken lollipop and pansit bihon with San Miguel Light after our Wednesday group adjourned. Argghhh.
zzzzzzz
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j e f f l a g m a n on Jan 28, 2010
badminton hyperness might tuck you in from the witching hours....but Armi?? nahhh.. she's like the Energizer bunny... i saw her practice the evening while i'm still collecting yawns....yes yawns...ah er...8pm? i said to myself..this gurl is gonna be done before it hits half past eight...
nope. she's still bouncing on the court for a few more sets..sooo why? mmmmmmm now i know why you're rushing hahaha but mind you L..it's working...you shed a few here and there...i thought she was a twin sister..
good on you team mate! what a summer for you folks to be in! congratulations..
armi on Jan 28, 2010
HAHAHA!
Jeff patawa ka talaga, partner. Ang tamad mo nung gabing yon at kagabi, absent ka pa! May laban na tayo vs URC no!
He Says:
Hi. Hello. You're still awake! Do you know what time it is already? Hyper ka na naman sa kaba badminton mo! Can you please wake me up at 11:00AM so I can have the khaki pants you gave me for Christmas cropped because it's pants on the ground for me. You know I'm no hiff-hoffer. I'm a rastaman. Can't get anything done because I'm a night-owl. Is there such a thing as a day-owl anyway. Look at my eyes. I'm growing panda eyes already. That's got to disappear by the time it's the 30th of April, you know...
She Says:
My suggestion is post your beauty issue on facebook. Look at my post- most of them were recommending liposuction or gym 6x a week. LOL.
Antok na ko, no more creative juice, because all of my energies were spent on our 4-hour badminton session.BUT. Divina made me eat chicharong bulaklak, chicken lollipop and pansit bihon with San Miguel Light after our Wednesday group adjourned. Argghhh.
zzzzzzz
Comments
j e f f l a g m a n on Jan 28, 2010
badminton hyperness might tuck you in from the witching hours....but Armi?? nahhh.. she's like the Energizer bunny... i saw her practice the evening while i'm still collecting yawns....yes yawns...ah er...8pm? i said to myself..this gurl is gonna be done before it hits half past eight...
nope. she's still bouncing on the court for a few more sets..sooo why? mmmmmmm now i know why you're rushing hahaha but mind you L..it's working...you shed a few here and there...i thought she was a twin sister..
good on you team mate! what a summer for you folks to be in! congratulations..
armi on Jan 28, 2010
HAHAHA!
Jeff patawa ka talaga, partner. Ang tamad mo nung gabing yon at kagabi, absent ka pa! May laban na tayo vs URC no!
And How is the Groom?
Posted on Jan 26, 2010 08:00 AM
People ask me what L does as part of the wedding preparations.
I put him in charge of photography, music, playlist, the rings, the groom's men's outfit (no kaftans!), and the law and church requirements.
We have done the major stuff by week 3 but there are still so many things to do and so little time.
- We have to decide on the flowers for the entourage and the church. Compare the cost of getting it in Kalibo vs in Boracay
-We have to get confirmed (my church doesn't seem to have my record. But I have pictures to prove it! L hasn't had his yet)
-Oh yes, the Discovery Weekend.
-The misalette isn't drafted yet, but I will get a lot of help here from my kumares
-We still don't have a videographer (we are way over budget)
-The rings! L is intent on getting the black titanium ones which we can only get online with a month's leadtime.
-Entourage fittings will be done by Feb.
-Invites have been approved (after 6 revisions) and will be out by Feb.
-The layout and seating arrangement
- No program yet!
- I used my Mabuhay Miles to fly out on March for our food tasting at the Discovery Shores and to finalize the layout of the reception area, and the styling.
The thing is, it is fun to do this, and keeps me occupied. In 3 weeks, I lost 4 kilos, and if this keeps up, woohoo, hello proud Bora bride. What's the secret? Wag magkanin!
So what else is L occupied with these days?
He's researching for pegs for our pre-nup photos to be taken by our good friend Marco.
The inspiration is Vespa, of course, and our little adventures together.
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j e f f l a g m a n on Jan 28, 2010
vespa...mmmm muy bien vespa que!
i remember my photoshoot last week...it was a wedding event up on the hills of Tagaytay.. the magazine's clickers went up and took charge on our Minis for the bride & groom and the whole entourage.. mmmmm yeah... a wedding with all Mini Coopers as their train...sans the cans by the tail...
It was chilly and the site of the environment with just the wind's whiz and the smog's dew made it perfect for the afternoon.. thank you to no rain....no "tropical depression" was playing in the background as well..
mmmmmmm one day...
People ask me what L does as part of the wedding preparations.
I put him in charge of photography, music, playlist, the rings, the groom's men's outfit (no kaftans!), and the law and church requirements.
We have done the major stuff by week 3 but there are still so many things to do and so little time.
- We have to decide on the flowers for the entourage and the church. Compare the cost of getting it in Kalibo vs in Boracay
-We have to get confirmed (my church doesn't seem to have my record. But I have pictures to prove it! L hasn't had his yet)
-Oh yes, the Discovery Weekend.
-The misalette isn't drafted yet, but I will get a lot of help here from my kumares
-We still don't have a videographer (we are way over budget)
-The rings! L is intent on getting the black titanium ones which we can only get online with a month's leadtime.
-Entourage fittings will be done by Feb.
-Invites have been approved (after 6 revisions) and will be out by Feb.
-The layout and seating arrangement
- No program yet!
- I used my Mabuhay Miles to fly out on March for our food tasting at the Discovery Shores and to finalize the layout of the reception area, and the styling.
The thing is, it is fun to do this, and keeps me occupied. In 3 weeks, I lost 4 kilos, and if this keeps up, woohoo, hello proud Bora bride. What's the secret? Wag magkanin!
So what else is L occupied with these days?
He's researching for pegs for our pre-nup photos to be taken by our good friend Marco.
The inspiration is Vespa, of course, and our little adventures together.
Comments
j e f f l a g m a n on Jan 28, 2010
vespa...mmmm muy bien vespa que!
i remember my photoshoot last week...it was a wedding event up on the hills of Tagaytay.. the magazine's clickers went up and took charge on our Minis for the bride & groom and the whole entourage.. mmmmm yeah... a wedding with all Mini Coopers as their train...sans the cans by the tail...
It was chilly and the site of the environment with just the wind's whiz and the smog's dew made it perfect for the afternoon.. thank you to no rain....no "tropical depression" was playing in the background as well..
mmmmmmm one day...
The Fitness Regimen
Posted on Jan 25, 2010 10:30 PM
I asked L if he would write on this blog. Please?
He said, what will he write?
"Hi. Hello."
Haha. It looks like it's going to be just another solo flight on exercising my creative side.
****
The regimen consists of 2x a week training with Tan of Valencia Badminton center, and games on Wednesdays and Sundays with Team Galaxians. During my one on one trainings with Tan, I ask him to make me run, lose weight and improve my game. I get reprimanded a lot because it is hard to teach old dogs new tricks--but he hasn't given up on me. "Nag-iimprove si Inday," he just told me the other day. But I am no ninja and can not do a jump shot. One day, when I am ready, he will teach me the cross court side drops.
On Wednesdays we play from 8 PM- 11 or 12 at Valencia, while on Sundays we play at Club 650 from 10:30 til about 1:30PM. The group I play with are the nicest people, and we are constantly trying to improve our game and even join in dual meets. There's another one against URC on Feb 7, that's why Mike is playing again in Valencia. (By the way, Team Galaxians won this tourney, so Mike and I have gold medals woohoo!)
****
So anyway, today I tried another routine. My high school friend Divine introduced me to her best friend's hubby who is a certified boxing instructor. Rod is around 6 feet tall, I think, and his story is inspiring because he used to weigh over 200 lbs and lost more than 50 lbs by studying and sticking to boxing. I saw his picture, and couldn't believe the before and after shots. He said he started with a treadmill, and one kind New Zealander would watch him daily while he struggled at the gym while she munched on her lunch and hovered over him. She made sure he got started on a program. After losing weight, Rod enrolled in a certification program ans is now back in the Philippines, serving clients for personalized training based on his or her goal.
Before we started I was supposed to fill up a sheet that had these questions:
What are your goals? : To look leaner for my wedding
Why do you want to achieve that goal: Because Pat Dy is my photographer and pictures last forever!
When do you want to achieve that goal: Before April 30, 2010
What areas would you like to focus on: Arms and tummy
How would you feel if you achieve that goal: "May K na ako mag-gown, and people won't say, "wow legs!"
How would you feel if we don't achieve your goal: Think positively. Yes, we can!
Can I just tell you how difficult our training is? First, we'd do warm up by climbing 8 flights of stairs. And that is just the beginning. He would make me inhale and exhale and launch into another exercise. This time to climb up and down the (high) flowerpot at the roofdeck, in about 3 minutes or so. Just when my heart seems to pound so fast I can hear blood gushing out of it, he asks me to breathe in and out, and we proceed with 5 sets of boxing combinations, in slow and fast pace, and in no certain order of combinations. We'd do jabs, cross, left hook, right hook, right upper cut, left upper cut, in several repetitions, and with different resistance and pace. In between we do lunges, running and lifting of the entire body through the legs. At first I couldn't lift my left arm, but gradually I was able to make its muscles work, but boy, do they burn, baby, burn!
At the end of each session, he makes me do crunches, planks, oblique bends, and alternate leg lifting before he stretches me out, and massages my back. Each day I try my best, and each time I do, he pushes me more.
One time Charissa was here when I was doing my planks, and she asked me out loud," Ate Armi, why are you doing that to yourself?"
I remind her not to gain weight while she's young, and to me the answer was obvious: Why do something you don't like doing? I put health as a key objective in my life - so there you go.
****
Post script:
Tan changed my training on Saturdays and turned it into circuit training, which is running around the court, memorizing the footwork for each badminton stroke but without the racket. I move around 12 missing pieces of shuttlecock around the court (like filling in the blanks), until I have covered all sides. I do this in reps. And this is just a warm-up.
He makes me improve my stroke by simulating running to and from the net, and throwing the shuttle over to the other side of the court--before I do a push-up and then lay on my back, only to repeat the same thing for a set of 8 shuttlecocks, and again in 3 repetitions.
When he sees I'm almost ready to give up, panting, screaming and slowing down, he would shout out:
"Papayat o hindi?"
And you knowing me, would know my response to that.
Comments
April Garcia on Jan 27, 2010
I have a perfect suggestion. On your day do push-ups. Yes, ate arms, PUSH UPS!! as madami as you can! :) Korina did it, ang ganda ng outcome sa body niya. hehehe :) and btw, less rice.. hehehehe love,bebe
tan on Feb 3, 2010
hehehehe meganun...aside badminton my boxing na si tita...hehehehe papayat bah talaga yan or practice incase nag away kau ni sir??????heheheh joke lang.....
wow grabeh na talaga ang preparation ni INDAY...hehe basta tita im here willing to help you to get into shape...pero tita pwede balik tau tth kasi im back to training kasi hinahanap na ako ni coaCH...hehehehehe
<<<>>>
Armi Andrade on Feb 3, 2010
hoy ang gwapo mo sa picture pero ang kulit mo sa totoong buhay. sige back to T-Th for your training.
r o h a n on Apr 9, 2010
hehehe...."papayat o hindi"!! hahaha magpagawa kaya tayo ng t-shirt nyan! or i-print sa likod ng Galaxian uniform hehe
Armi on Apr 12, 2010
bwahahahaa
I asked L if he would write on this blog. Please?
He said, what will he write?
"Hi. Hello."
Haha. It looks like it's going to be just another solo flight on exercising my creative side.
****
The regimen consists of 2x a week training with Tan of Valencia Badminton center, and games on Wednesdays and Sundays with Team Galaxians. During my one on one trainings with Tan, I ask him to make me run, lose weight and improve my game. I get reprimanded a lot because it is hard to teach old dogs new tricks--but he hasn't given up on me. "Nag-iimprove si Inday," he just told me the other day. But I am no ninja and can not do a jump shot. One day, when I am ready, he will teach me the cross court side drops.
On Wednesdays we play from 8 PM- 11 or 12 at Valencia, while on Sundays we play at Club 650 from 10:30 til about 1:30PM. The group I play with are the nicest people, and we are constantly trying to improve our game and even join in dual meets. There's another one against URC on Feb 7, that's why Mike is playing again in Valencia. (By the way, Team Galaxians won this tourney, so Mike and I have gold medals woohoo!)
****
So anyway, today I tried another routine. My high school friend Divine introduced me to her best friend's hubby who is a certified boxing instructor. Rod is around 6 feet tall, I think, and his story is inspiring because he used to weigh over 200 lbs and lost more than 50 lbs by studying and sticking to boxing. I saw his picture, and couldn't believe the before and after shots. He said he started with a treadmill, and one kind New Zealander would watch him daily while he struggled at the gym while she munched on her lunch and hovered over him. She made sure he got started on a program. After losing weight, Rod enrolled in a certification program ans is now back in the Philippines, serving clients for personalized training based on his or her goal.
Before we started I was supposed to fill up a sheet that had these questions:
What are your goals? : To look leaner for my wedding
Why do you want to achieve that goal: Because Pat Dy is my photographer and pictures last forever!
When do you want to achieve that goal: Before April 30, 2010
What areas would you like to focus on: Arms and tummy
How would you feel if you achieve that goal: "May K na ako mag-gown, and people won't say, "wow legs!"
How would you feel if we don't achieve your goal: Think positively. Yes, we can!
Can I just tell you how difficult our training is? First, we'd do warm up by climbing 8 flights of stairs. And that is just the beginning. He would make me inhale and exhale and launch into another exercise. This time to climb up and down the (high) flowerpot at the roofdeck, in about 3 minutes or so. Just when my heart seems to pound so fast I can hear blood gushing out of it, he asks me to breathe in and out, and we proceed with 5 sets of boxing combinations, in slow and fast pace, and in no certain order of combinations. We'd do jabs, cross, left hook, right hook, right upper cut, left upper cut, in several repetitions, and with different resistance and pace. In between we do lunges, running and lifting of the entire body through the legs. At first I couldn't lift my left arm, but gradually I was able to make its muscles work, but boy, do they burn, baby, burn!
At the end of each session, he makes me do crunches, planks, oblique bends, and alternate leg lifting before he stretches me out, and massages my back. Each day I try my best, and each time I do, he pushes me more.
One time Charissa was here when I was doing my planks, and she asked me out loud," Ate Armi, why are you doing that to yourself?"
I remind her not to gain weight while she's young, and to me the answer was obvious: Why do something you don't like doing? I put health as a key objective in my life - so there you go.
****
Post script:
Tan changed my training on Saturdays and turned it into circuit training, which is running around the court, memorizing the footwork for each badminton stroke but without the racket. I move around 12 missing pieces of shuttlecock around the court (like filling in the blanks), until I have covered all sides. I do this in reps. And this is just a warm-up.
He makes me improve my stroke by simulating running to and from the net, and throwing the shuttle over to the other side of the court--before I do a push-up and then lay on my back, only to repeat the same thing for a set of 8 shuttlecocks, and again in 3 repetitions.
When he sees I'm almost ready to give up, panting, screaming and slowing down, he would shout out:
"Papayat o hindi?"
And you knowing me, would know my response to that.
Comments
April Garcia on Jan 27, 2010
I have a perfect suggestion. On your day do push-ups. Yes, ate arms, PUSH UPS!! as madami as you can! :) Korina did it, ang ganda ng outcome sa body niya. hehehe :) and btw, less rice.. hehehehe love,bebe
tan on Feb 3, 2010
hehehehe meganun...aside badminton my boxing na si tita...hehehehe papayat bah talaga yan or practice incase nag away kau ni sir??????heheheh joke lang.....
wow grabeh na talaga ang preparation ni INDAY...hehe basta tita im here willing to help you to get into shape...pero tita pwede balik tau tth kasi im back to training kasi hinahanap na ako ni coaCH...hehehehehe
<<<
Armi Andrade on Feb 3, 2010
hoy ang gwapo mo sa picture pero ang kulit mo sa totoong buhay. sige back to T-Th for your training.
r o h a n on Apr 9, 2010
hehehe...."papayat o hindi"!! hahaha magpagawa kaya tayo ng t-shirt nyan! or i-print sa likod ng Galaxian uniform hehe
Armi on Apr 12, 2010
bwahahahaa
Today's Topic: Rings
Posted on Jan 24, 2010 10:56 PM
Photo Credit: Dustin Diaz
Today was all about the rings.
Would you believe my guy wants black titanium ring with white gold inlay? Something certainly unusual, but he was non-compromising on this one. We went to the NBC Tent's Weddings and Beyond fair, which was pretty disappointing since
(1) he found out most local jewelers don't carry black titanium rings
(2) the fair mostly had caterers and photographers
(3) he didn't find a tailor that could make him a suit.
"Mukhang pamburol, " he said of the only vendor carrying a barong.
We were in and out for just about an hour. Titanium rings apparently abound in HK. Well, goodluck to us in finding the rings that we want.
The good thing is, he finally bought me an engagement ring.
=)
Comments
rea on Jan 24, 2010
i like the black titanium and white gold wedding ring! :)
jason on Jan 27, 2010
Amazon has some really nice ones. Carbon fiber and titanium look good.
Photo Credit: Dustin Diaz
Today was all about the rings.
Would you believe my guy wants black titanium ring with white gold inlay? Something certainly unusual, but he was non-compromising on this one. We went to the NBC Tent's Weddings and Beyond fair, which was pretty disappointing since
(1) he found out most local jewelers don't carry black titanium rings
(2) the fair mostly had caterers and photographers
(3) he didn't find a tailor that could make him a suit.
"Mukhang pamburol, " he said of the only vendor carrying a barong.
We were in and out for just about an hour. Titanium rings apparently abound in HK. Well, goodluck to us in finding the rings that we want.
The good thing is, he finally bought me an engagement ring.
=)
Comments
rea on Jan 24, 2010
i like the black titanium and white gold wedding ring! :)
jason on Jan 27, 2010
Amazon has some really nice ones. Carbon fiber and titanium look good.
The Wedding Lookbook
The Wedding Lookbook
Hmnn..Boracay..Sunset..fine white sand..summer
A celebration of love in a relaxed atmosphere with a great band..and a great location.
We truly, truly want our closest friends and family to have fun, get drunk in the love and the music.
Photos courtesy of MetroPhoto, Nelwin Uy, Chris Cagasan and Jose Villa
the beach
the beach
Photo credit: Chris Cagasan
the Vibe
the Vibe
the details
the details
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Photo credit: Jose Villa
wedding reception direction
wedding reception direction
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Photo Credit: Jose Villa
I think he is the best wedding photographer in the world!
parasols
parasols
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Photo Credit: Jose Villa
He shoots all of his wedding pictures with FILM.
the simple wedding dress
the simple wedding dress
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Photo Credit: Jose Villa
two tutus
two tutus
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white and sunset
white and sunset
pamaypay
pamaypay
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Photo credit: Jose Villa
the chair
the chair
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Photo Credit: www.mymetrophoto.com
I love these wedding pics!
the men in white and beige
the men in white and beige
the entourage
the entourage
the photobooth chair beckoning
the photobooth chair beckoning
slippers, of course!
slippers, of course!
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The flower girls will be in their Crocs.
My father, too =)
And when it turns to dusk..
And when it turns to dusk..
Let The Party Begin
Let The Party Begin
Discovery Shores
The Music
The Music
Do you know how to dance to reggae?
Do you know how to dance to reggae?
And Finally, the shot of the day
And Finally, the shot of the day
Photo Credit: Nelwin Uy
but my photographer is....dyaran Pat Dy!
Powered by my
Hmnn..Boracay..Sunset..fine white sand..summer
A celebration of love in a relaxed atmosphere with a great band..and a great location.
We truly, truly want our closest friends and family to have fun, get drunk in the love and the music.
Photos courtesy of MetroPhoto, Nelwin Uy, Chris Cagasan and Jose Villa
the beach
the beach
Photo credit: Chris Cagasan
the Vibe
the Vibe
the details
the details
View Website
Photo credit: Jose Villa
wedding reception direction
wedding reception direction
View Website
Photo Credit: Jose Villa
I think he is the best wedding photographer in the world!
parasols
parasols
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Photo Credit: Jose Villa
He shoots all of his wedding pictures with FILM.
the simple wedding dress
the simple wedding dress
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two tutus
two tutus
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white and sunset
white and sunset
pamaypay
pamaypay
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the chair
the chair
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Photo Credit: www.mymetrophoto.com
I love these wedding pics!
the men in white and beige
the men in white and beige
the entourage
the entourage
the photobooth chair beckoning
the photobooth chair beckoning
slippers, of course!
slippers, of course!
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The flower girls will be in their Crocs.
My father, too =)
And when it turns to dusk..
And when it turns to dusk..
Let The Party Begin
Let The Party Begin
Discovery Shores
The Music
The Music
Do you know how to dance to reggae?
Do you know how to dance to reggae?
And Finally, the shot of the day
And Finally, the shot of the day
Photo Credit: Nelwin Uy
but my photographer is....dyaran Pat Dy!
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Our Story
Our Story
"What is love? No definitions. Love and don't ask too many questions. Just love."
- The Witch of Portobello
At Last!
At Last!
Photo credit: Marco Antonio Cabazal
Not a lot of people know this, but as early as 2000 when Louie first set foot in Boracay, he knew he wanted a wedding there. He actually proposed to me then, with two rings- one for him, and one for me. He went down on his knees and asked the question. I said yes. But that was 10 years ago. We could have had 3 kids by now!
But life's like that; sometimes you hit a curb. So what do you do? You get your act together and live life the way God intended it to be- with fullness of joy!
Our story is a happy one. After all, we are getting married--at last!
She Says: Ten Years In the Making
The Joy of Writing Class
She Says: Ten Years In the Making
Photo credit: Boracay sunset by Anna Ylagan
In 2007, L and I split up. He was in Singapore, working there for a little over two years, I was based in Manila, and the long distance thing was not working out. He had other plans in mind; I was dreaming of the beach wedding he already promised when we get engaged for the second time in October of 2006. I was crushed. Among other things, I took up a wonderful class by Tweetums Gonzalez called The Joy of Writing. I took the class because I needed a distraction, and I wanted to do all the things that I dreamt of doing or taking. (I also took up yoga and badminton, and discovered a love affair with the sport that happened by chance- but I digress).
I am sharing with you a vignette of that class.
http://hellotigerkitty.blogspot.com/2007/10/blue.html
October 2007
Last Saturday we learn about images.
“An image is an internal whole in the mind’s eye complete with all the sensations surrounding it, full of meaning for the writer. Images have strong visual significance, but they also evoke the feel or sound or smell or taste of things. Images are constant in all natural writing for they heighten or intensify the implicit, often becoming interlocking patterns of related images full of meaning.”
"Where do images come from? Aside from our five senses, they can also come from daydreams, fantasies, internalized experiences of sight, sound, smell, touch and taste, as well as from dreams and nightmares."
The exercise that day was to cluster around the word color. I choose blue, and then I let my pen guide me, totally disregarding my left brain, and words tumble, and they continue to come out pouring, gushing from an unknown source, as if possessed, wanting to come out. I instantly felt the shift, and I was surprised where it led me to. (I almost choked at the last two lines when I read it in class.)
When I think of blue, I think of the sea,
the shorelines melting away with the sand,
the aquamarine, the greens,
as they dip further away
into the deep blue yonder.
When I think of blue, I think of its many hues
and like its palette, emotions weave through me,
evoking, stirring nostalgia--
The Fine Romance. The yesteryears.
When I think of blue, I get the blues.
I think of jazz: the crooning, the melting,
the sound of Billie Holiday's Yesterdays, whispering,
Norah Jones's, "Come Away With Me", sadly beckoning.
When I think of blue, I think of you
I catch the blues and the darkness
surrounding this agony.
Let me be.
Stay away.
Don't go.
When I think of blue, I think of you.
***
Twee (that’s how she wants to be called) was pleased with this one because she said the clustering led me to a very personal experience, and she clearly saw (and heard) that. "The Joy of Writing Class teaches you to find your own voice in writing."
Postscript:
At the same time, L wrote a blogpost and dedicated A SONG FOR YOU. It's a very sad song and Simply Red's rendition is heart-wrenching.
****
Today:
The pain took a while to heal. It took us a year.Ours isn't a fairy tale story;it is real. It is a journey, and now it feels right.
The vow we're going to make to God, to our families, and to our closest friends will be a touching one because we have been through so much, and yet have been blessed with wonderful people who have embraced us with love, support and prayers when we were broken. You helped us heal, and learn about life, and in the process, grow. You have been invited to now become witnesses to the start of our marriage.
Thank you for all your love!
He Says: This Is It!
He Says: This Is It!
I'm not a writing kind of guy. I seem to recall in grade school that I was passing chicken feet scratches for penmanship. So bear with me.
We met when I was working at Skyinternet as the tech support guy helping folks out with their connections. She the hapless victim of service failure, I the knight in matte plastic armour.
She naturally fell for my charm and that was that. About a month of sleepless nights (I was on night shift most of the time), we got together. 10 years later of love, hopes and pains, here it is. Like Michael Jackson's post-mortem show, This is it!
Traceback
Allow me to post blogs I wrote for our wedsite. I don't know how long mywedding.com keeps the articles but I wanted to transfer the posts here.
Traceback, enjoy!
Traceback, enjoy!
Thursday, August 05, 2010
Things I Found in Davao
Durian
Blessed with a tropical climate that enjoys daily afternoon showers and benefiting farmers who do not need to invest in irrigation, Davao is rich in fruits that are plump, succulent and sweet. We chanced upon this durian vendor in Agdao market where I found the right way of buying durian. Apparently one has to have the durian opened, grab a bite of the durian flesh, and then one can opt to have just the fruit packed in plastic to take home.
Durian costs P80 here in Davao.
Chicken Joy
P5 deep-fried chicken skin is a hit here. We are indeed a fried chicken nation.
Imagine one meal can cost you a little less than P10 if you have rice and fried chicken skin. I sigh knowing how simply most people in the provinces live, and how little we need to survive.
Mangosteen, Pomelo and Lanzones
As I said in my facebook status, you know you're no longer in Manila when you're served mangosteen and pomelo in meetings. I luveit!
How to choose the best pomelo?
Select the heavy one. This is an indicator that the fruit is juicy and pinkish in color. The brand touted by locals as the best one is the Golden Pomelo.
Tuna Town
With General Santos only a 3-hour drive, Davao enjoys tuna and is abundant in the choice of restaurants here. Tuna as large as one meter are fairly common in the wet market and price per kilo is only P98. Really cheap compared to my buys in Farmer's market. We had dinner for three nights in restaurants that all serve tuna. The best, by far, is at Yellow Fin, a very unassuming Filipino restaurant done carinderia/turo turo style in a large airconditioned restaurant setting.
A weird find is this egg roe from Taklobo restaurant.
Reactions when this was placed on four different tables:
Me (wide-eyed, and said in bubble thought only): Ang laki!
Girl 2: Takot ako!
Guy 2: This ridicules my manhood!
Guy 3: The essence of a man
Girl 3 (whispering): Parang bayag!
Guy 4: It's a dick! (shempre cono sya)
LOL!
Blessed with a tropical climate that enjoys daily afternoon showers and benefiting farmers who do not need to invest in irrigation, Davao is rich in fruits that are plump, succulent and sweet. We chanced upon this durian vendor in Agdao market where I found the right way of buying durian. Apparently one has to have the durian opened, grab a bite of the durian flesh, and then one can opt to have just the fruit packed in plastic to take home.
Durian costs P80 here in Davao.
Chicken Joy
P5 deep-fried chicken skin is a hit here. We are indeed a fried chicken nation.
Imagine one meal can cost you a little less than P10 if you have rice and fried chicken skin. I sigh knowing how simply most people in the provinces live, and how little we need to survive.
Mangosteen, Pomelo and Lanzones
As I said in my facebook status, you know you're no longer in Manila when you're served mangosteen and pomelo in meetings. I luveit!
How to choose the best pomelo?
Select the heavy one. This is an indicator that the fruit is juicy and pinkish in color. The brand touted by locals as the best one is the Golden Pomelo.
Tuna Town
With General Santos only a 3-hour drive, Davao enjoys tuna and is abundant in the choice of restaurants here. Tuna as large as one meter are fairly common in the wet market and price per kilo is only P98. Really cheap compared to my buys in Farmer's market. We had dinner for three nights in restaurants that all serve tuna. The best, by far, is at Yellow Fin, a very unassuming Filipino restaurant done carinderia/turo turo style in a large airconditioned restaurant setting.
A weird find is this egg roe from Taklobo restaurant.
Reactions when this was placed on four different tables:
Me (wide-eyed, and said in bubble thought only): Ang laki!
Girl 2: Takot ako!
Guy 2: This ridicules my manhood!
Guy 3: The essence of a man
Girl 3 (whispering): Parang bayag!
Guy 4: It's a dick! (shempre cono sya)
LOL!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Books We're Reading
Kulinarya
A Guidebook to Philippine Cuisine
By Glenda Barretto, Conrad Calalang, Margarita Fores, Myrna Segismundo, Jessie Sincioco, Claude Tayag
This is one of the reasons I am loving cooking these days. For beginners who are looking for a recipe book with the traditional Filipino food, this is excellent. I am in fact, enticed to cook because of the well thought out photos done by Neil Oshima. The styling is painstakingly done, and the ingredients well picked; they are at their freshest quality. So imagine me imagining my end product, visually comparing the color of my cooking versus the end result. The thing is, the photography stays true to the recipe, and I shall remain true to this book. I have never enjoyed such a recipe book.
Published by Anvil, this book is available in all Fully Booked stores.
Committed
By Elizabeth Gilbert
Author of Eat, Pray, Love
This book review mirrors exactly what I feel about this book. It's too chatty to be a research, and too researched to be personal. I was longing for Liz's perspective over a ton of factoids. Yet, I continue to flip page after page, and I am now in the last few chapters of the book. It will never be like Eat, Pray, Love because as a memoir, she has been there, done that, and Elizabeth is moving along.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/10/books/review/Sittenfeld-t.html?pagewanted=2&_r=1&ref=review
Au Revoir to All That: Food, Wine and the End of France
by Michael Steinberger
Lusting for France, I have been preparing myself visualize a "wishful thinking" trip to Paris. I started by classifying my travel books and media into sections and allotted a corner for Paris. There sits my Lonely Planet Europe (viewed at least three times this half year alone), movies with Audrey Tatou, Julie Delpy, anything France, and of course my trusted Lonely Planet guidebook on Paris. Thinking and reading about Paris makes me closer to actualizing my dream. I dream of walking along its famed avenues, taking in La Ville Lumiere at night, finally exploring Musee D'Orsay, enjoying a warm spring or summer day at Jardin Du Luxembourg, brunch at the markets, browsing the shelves of a legendary Paris bookshop, checking out The Louvre, dreaming of taking a romantic promenade along Paris' elevated park, spending a sunday afternoon exploring Paris photogenic canal, eating macarons and sipping wine.
Dream. Believe!
"For anyone who cares about food, wine, or France... Au Revoir To All That is required reading. Steinberger has done remarkably thorough research to detail just what has gone wrong in French gastronomy. Drawing on astonishing tidbits like the identity of France's largest private sector employer (McDonald's), Steinberger convincingly explains why so many of its greatest chefs have grown complacent, its greatest gastronomic guide so off-track, and its winemakers just plain broke. In spite of all the bad news, the book is a ripping fun read and is even a little optimistic, as Steinberger points out a few key men and women bucking the trends." —FoodandWine.com
Norwegian Wood
by Haruki Murakami
Published in English September 2000
Next on my list. Bought a month ago, not yet started. I have just finished two Murakami books this year and I thought I might have another serving. His thinking, his setting makes me see the nuances of the Japanese psyche, which is weird. Which is probably the reason I like it.
And then I'd really like to read John Steinbeck's East of Eden, preferably at the beach, on a hammock or in a hut.
P. S.
L is reading the boxed set of Scott Kelby's The Digital Photography Books and Tom Clancy's The Cardinal of the Kremlin.
What are you guys reading?
A Guidebook to Philippine Cuisine
By Glenda Barretto, Conrad Calalang, Margarita Fores, Myrna Segismundo, Jessie Sincioco, Claude Tayag
This is one of the reasons I am loving cooking these days. For beginners who are looking for a recipe book with the traditional Filipino food, this is excellent. I am in fact, enticed to cook because of the well thought out photos done by Neil Oshima. The styling is painstakingly done, and the ingredients well picked; they are at their freshest quality. So imagine me imagining my end product, visually comparing the color of my cooking versus the end result. The thing is, the photography stays true to the recipe, and I shall remain true to this book. I have never enjoyed such a recipe book.
Published by Anvil, this book is available in all Fully Booked stores.
Committed
By Elizabeth Gilbert
Author of Eat, Pray, Love
This book review mirrors exactly what I feel about this book. It's too chatty to be a research, and too researched to be personal. I was longing for Liz's perspective over a ton of factoids. Yet, I continue to flip page after page, and I am now in the last few chapters of the book. It will never be like Eat, Pray, Love because as a memoir, she has been there, done that, and Elizabeth is moving along.
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/10/books/review/Sittenfeld-t.html?pagewanted=2&_r=1&ref=review
Au Revoir to All That: Food, Wine and the End of France
by Michael Steinberger
Lusting for France, I have been preparing myself visualize a "wishful thinking" trip to Paris. I started by classifying my travel books and media into sections and allotted a corner for Paris. There sits my Lonely Planet Europe (viewed at least three times this half year alone), movies with Audrey Tatou, Julie Delpy, anything France, and of course my trusted Lonely Planet guidebook on Paris. Thinking and reading about Paris makes me closer to actualizing my dream. I dream of walking along its famed avenues, taking in La Ville Lumiere at night, finally exploring Musee D'Orsay, enjoying a warm spring or summer day at Jardin Du Luxembourg, brunch at the markets, browsing the shelves of a legendary Paris bookshop, checking out The Louvre, dreaming of taking a romantic promenade along Paris' elevated park, spending a sunday afternoon exploring Paris photogenic canal, eating macarons and sipping wine.
Dream. Believe!
"For anyone who cares about food, wine, or France... Au Revoir To All That is required reading. Steinberger has done remarkably thorough research to detail just what has gone wrong in French gastronomy. Drawing on astonishing tidbits like the identity of France's largest private sector employer (McDonald's), Steinberger convincingly explains why so many of its greatest chefs have grown complacent, its greatest gastronomic guide so off-track, and its winemakers just plain broke. In spite of all the bad news, the book is a ripping fun read and is even a little optimistic, as Steinberger points out a few key men and women bucking the trends." —FoodandWine.com
Norwegian Wood
by Haruki Murakami
Published in English September 2000
Next on my list. Bought a month ago, not yet started. I have just finished two Murakami books this year and I thought I might have another serving. His thinking, his setting makes me see the nuances of the Japanese psyche, which is weird. Which is probably the reason I like it.
And then I'd really like to read John Steinbeck's East of Eden, preferably at the beach, on a hammock or in a hut.
P. S.
L is reading the boxed set of Scott Kelby's The Digital Photography Books and Tom Clancy's The Cardinal of the Kremlin.
What are you guys reading?
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Rehab
The other day I was in rehab. My right knee was swollen from sports injury and I had to go through exercises to strengthen my knee. There the therapist found out and told me we also had to correct my right toe from perennially pointing out. I was not listening to the therapist however. I was busy gazing at the crowd at this particular facility. Most are in their 70s, men and women of Chinese ancestry, and about half were recovering from stroke.
"Ama," I keep hearing this from the therapists as they call out to their patients, "Wag kang uupo agad. Kakatayo mo lang tapos uupo ka na naman." This particular therapist was already berating the grandma who could not hurdle the stand bar - the simple handle bar where one is to re-learn walking. Assisted by three therapists, one on each side, a third at her front, plus a yaya who were all egging grandma to take a few steps more, she tries for just a second but then plops herself down to the comfort of the wheelchair. Frustrated, the lady therapist makes a face and decides one hour of this is enough, and she moves on to the next patient.
"Ama, we'll try one step at a time, one foot forward and move it up and down ten times, then let's do it the same for the other foot, ok?" . Grandma tries vigorously, and lifts, shakes her left foot. Grumpy therapist is pleased.
Passing in front of me was the stubborn grandma who probably heard what her therapist was asking her to do but was not able to comply. I saw her face as it whizzed by, and see that half of it was not moving. Stroke. My therapist, CJ, who is probably in Canada by now (an immigrant), goes to say hi to her and teases her, "Bakit pag mahjong Ama, ang galing mo, kayang kaya mo. Pag gusto mo kaya mo eh. Pag ayaw mo, ayaw mo." I saw half her face light up. I swear.
Then he comes back to check on my ultrasound. "Yang pasyente ko na yan, sugalera yan kasi nag-MRI sya dati and when we asked her about numbers you can see parts of her brain functioning, she was trying to compute." . I stood there motionless, trying to calculate the amount of therapy sessions these folks have raked up. P600 - P1500 per day for what, three times a week, for what, a year, two years, or the rest of their lives?
My friend Mike tells me that in occupational therapy's rehab sessions, you can more or less see a patient's prognosis right away. He tells me what I saw were perhaps the patient's treatment's post peak period. In other words, there is little more that can be done. The patient wants to do it, but clearly, because of old age, or the extent of the injury, the body no longer can. That probably depressed me, or at least hit me hard. Here we were in a very progressive facility solely for rehabilitation and therapy, in Greenhills, San Juan, surrounded with new equipment, freshly laundered towels and crisp, white uniforms, and yet the place hardly lifted me up. The aura of the facility was light and airy, yet surrounded by mortality, I got a little bit afraid.
First I thought about the health care expense. My medicare does not cover that ripe old age. Most of the Amas there are supported financially by their sons and daughters. That is not typically us. In fact, our society and employment does not cover that old age.
We don't market to the senior citizen. I know nothing about the senior citizen, and who will tell us what to expect when we get to that age? Is there a Dummies for Hitting 60? I sure would like to know what life's like at that point. But then again, we don't really care. We are such a young population that all we listen to are the voice of the youth. The screaming, screeching, photo-loving psychobabble of ...err, the likes of me.
The other day, when it dawned on me that sheesh, even though 40s is the new 30s, and I feel more akin to the 25 age bracket, how come I am thinking more and more about a retirement plan? And when I started going to rehab, I certainly thought about my health. How can I avoid a stroke? How do I make enough money to have medicare after 60 and funding for a retirement?
And so I find myself thinking along these lines at the stroke of midnight on the eve of my birthday.
Meanwhile, tomorrow I am going back to rehab.
"Ama," I keep hearing this from the therapists as they call out to their patients, "Wag kang uupo agad. Kakatayo mo lang tapos uupo ka na naman." This particular therapist was already berating the grandma who could not hurdle the stand bar - the simple handle bar where one is to re-learn walking. Assisted by three therapists, one on each side, a third at her front, plus a yaya who were all egging grandma to take a few steps more, she tries for just a second but then plops herself down to the comfort of the wheelchair. Frustrated, the lady therapist makes a face and decides one hour of this is enough, and she moves on to the next patient.
"Ama, we'll try one step at a time, one foot forward and move it up and down ten times, then let's do it the same for the other foot, ok?" . Grandma tries vigorously, and lifts, shakes her left foot. Grumpy therapist is pleased.
Passing in front of me was the stubborn grandma who probably heard what her therapist was asking her to do but was not able to comply. I saw her face as it whizzed by, and see that half of it was not moving. Stroke. My therapist, CJ, who is probably in Canada by now (an immigrant), goes to say hi to her and teases her, "Bakit pag mahjong Ama, ang galing mo, kayang kaya mo. Pag gusto mo kaya mo eh. Pag ayaw mo, ayaw mo." I saw half her face light up. I swear.
Then he comes back to check on my ultrasound. "Yang pasyente ko na yan, sugalera yan kasi nag-MRI sya dati and when we asked her about numbers you can see parts of her brain functioning, she was trying to compute." . I stood there motionless, trying to calculate the amount of therapy sessions these folks have raked up. P600 - P1500 per day for what, three times a week, for what, a year, two years, or the rest of their lives?
My friend Mike tells me that in occupational therapy's rehab sessions, you can more or less see a patient's prognosis right away. He tells me what I saw were perhaps the patient's treatment's post peak period. In other words, there is little more that can be done. The patient wants to do it, but clearly, because of old age, or the extent of the injury, the body no longer can. That probably depressed me, or at least hit me hard. Here we were in a very progressive facility solely for rehabilitation and therapy, in Greenhills, San Juan, surrounded with new equipment, freshly laundered towels and crisp, white uniforms, and yet the place hardly lifted me up. The aura of the facility was light and airy, yet surrounded by mortality, I got a little bit afraid.
First I thought about the health care expense. My medicare does not cover that ripe old age. Most of the Amas there are supported financially by their sons and daughters. That is not typically us. In fact, our society and employment does not cover that old age.
We don't market to the senior citizen. I know nothing about the senior citizen, and who will tell us what to expect when we get to that age? Is there a Dummies for Hitting 60? I sure would like to know what life's like at that point. But then again, we don't really care. We are such a young population that all we listen to are the voice of the youth. The screaming, screeching, photo-loving psychobabble of ...err, the likes of me.
The other day, when it dawned on me that sheesh, even though 40s is the new 30s, and I feel more akin to the 25 age bracket, how come I am thinking more and more about a retirement plan? And when I started going to rehab, I certainly thought about my health. How can I avoid a stroke? How do I make enough money to have medicare after 60 and funding for a retirement?
And so I find myself thinking along these lines at the stroke of midnight on the eve of my birthday.
Meanwhile, tomorrow I am going back to rehab.
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