There is one Japanese food restaurant we had frequented last year. It is such an experience. And yes, I can use the word overwhelming here. In different ways, I have to say.
This one here is one of the best tasting sobas I had. Once you dig in and bring the noodles to your chewing and tasting apparatus to be eaten up, you’ll know the difference. It makes you realize that the temptation to eat a lot can be overwhelming.
I am inclined to believe that adults somehow cause the jealousy that children feel. After all, children learn from adults and they’re like sponges, taking in the good and bad, acting like their attention is on something but actually listening, observing, and drawing in everything that catches their attention.
I bought a gift for a little child that my husband is so fond of for one of those holiday gatherings. I had difficulty choosing a toy because my children, as I have mentioned in a previous post, do not want to give toy guns as gifts. The little child loves cars, but he also has many toy cars already.
A big red car caught my attention, not knowing at first that it was a remote-controlled car. The sales lady explained everything to me in detail including how one button will automatically open the doors. I got so fascinated with the idea that the little child will be amazed of the gift that after her powerful sales talk, I was persuaded to buy. I did not doubt that my husband will be disappointed.
That is my son, and youngest child, Daryl. His mere presence is equivalent to that single-line message: Relax, Daryl is here.” One of those strong-willed, intelligent, down-to-earth, and modest creatures on earth I enjoy talking to.
It’s nice to learn about other quote web sites aside from Brainyquotes which I frequent. I love quotes. They have inspired me in many ways. One of my favorites are life quotes. Here are samples from Quotelicious.com:
A great attitude becomes a great day which becomes a great month which becomes a great year which becomes a great life.
— Mandy Hale
MY TAKE: I realized that a great life does not equate to a life with lots of money only. A lot of rich people are not happy. It is how a life is well-lived by having that attitude of positivity and hope.
Everyone should smile. Life really isn’t that serious. We make it hard. The sun rises. The sun sets. We just tend to complicate the process.
MY TAKE: I really cannot understand why people choose to be indifferent which is mostly a result of jealousy or insecurity. Instead of finding a good reason to smile by doing something productive for their lives, they focus on others who have nicer clothes, or shoes, better paying jobs, or big houses, and fault-find to find satisfaction for themselves. Utterly ridiculous and pitiful.
Your life is your message to the world. Make sure it is inspiring. – Unknown
MY TAKE : One commenter thought that inspiration we get from disability is a kind of objectification. I disagree. It is rather a strong motivational thing to show the world that despite the disability, life goes on. My husband is a physically challenged man. After the stroke, the situation changed. He had to stay at home with the kids (with my MIL, too) and I had to go to work. He raised pigs to augment the family expenses. This he did while taking care of the children. I took part of the ‘taking care’ after an 8-hour office work. There were a lot of stories to tell. To wrap it up, he was such an inspiration that was also an example not to give up despite the trials.
In a blog post I wrote, Most of Us Parents are Afraid, I admitted that there are points in my life as a parent that I had to assess myself. Am I doing it right or wrong? That was the question.
There were stages that I really got anxious if I was doing it right. I had come to a point of assessing my style, and what I have done right or wrong. I believe most, if not all, parents come to this point of having to gauge their ‘performance’ as parents. I once wrote Being a Good Parent is Not Guarantee. I believe it is so. The influences our children acquire outside the house are varied, and sometimes they can be unreliable. As parents, we do not have control over them. We are left with pleading and imploring the Absolute Being above to take care of them and keep watch over them when we’re not around.
Do you think, as a parent, you are doing it right or wrong? What makes you say so?
This is from a discussion board I joined before where I am not active anymore. The comments below were also from those people in that discussion board.
I believe that nothing is absolutely right or wrong, particularly as a parent. It really quite depends on your attitude. Sometimes you may think that you are right on this issue, but others judges that you are too much over that. Every parent wants to be the best guardian but the reality is against our doing. I know that I need to be patience towards my eight months old kid as he is too young to know what I say. When he is crying loudly without comprehending my comforting, I will be yelling back and putting him badly onto the bed. Later I will blame myself for such impatience. I know that I am not right for such behavior, but sometimes I could not control myself.
definitely bing, this i have in mind now. something like, were did we go wrong thing. and so i asked my wife, what is happening to our kids now? are we really doing the right to in raising them? i still don’t have the right clue and still doubting about me being a parent.
Yes I evaluated early on, during and still doing so. I was not raised by my own parents and under several guardians in my life. Therefore, I have entered Motherhood completely on trial and error. I can honestly say that I have/am doing a very good job at Motherhood. Though not perfect as I don’t feel anyone is, but having raised two wonderful kids who think and behave exactly as I expected says to me I have/am doing a good job with them. I have a great deal of communication with both of my kids and am not afraid to tell them that I was wrong and or made a mistake. I have always been very consistent when it comes to certain rules and or aspects during the raising of my children. I was never afraid to research and or ask other experienced parents as well. Simply for comparison as to what I have done/do, ultimately I usually arrive back to how I personally feel life in raising them should be. The researching and or asking questions simply allows me to reevaluate if what I have done/do is right for me.
As parents, we only want what is best for our children. And as far as we are concerned, we always do the right thing by our children. Personally, and this may come as a cliche, I am a “work-in-progress”. I do not claim (and I know this is true for you and for other parents…well most of them at least) to be the perfect mom. But I sure do TRY my very best to be. I personally apply “The Golden Rule” when it comes to parenting and disciplining my kid…”Do unto others what you want done unto you”. Respect is another one. I respect my child and I would treat her the way I would want to be treated.
It is very good point that you have raised in my lot because as a parent we have to understand the mentality of the child because he is not able to understand what we have to say to him and our point we have to explain him polity what is our issue by shout at child and make him doing as we say it wont work because tamperer he will do it but afterward again he will do as he want so we have to understand child’s point of view!!!
One Sunday morning, we had our ‘almost brunch’ at a coffee house called The Sweet Spot. It is such a cozy place located at Maginhawa St., Sikatuna Village, perfect for a lazy Sunday morning. It has a nook with books, too! That part is what I love about the place.
Hello to all Photohunters at Photohunt! I am back again. 😀
We woke up early. It’s a day Daryl intended to celebrate his birthday. It’s the most awaited day. We were going to eat at Peking Garden where the famous Peking duck was said to be the best among the best of Peking duck dishes in the metro.
I prayed before we left that all will be alright because we were destined to go to Glorietta at Ayala where Peking Garden is. It is far from where we were. The one at Trinoma already closed down (unfortunately) when Daryl decided to check and taste the goodness of the renowned dish.
Anyway, as I continue, the preachy ones will probably tell that God didn’t hear my prayer because on our way to Ayala, the car overheated and we had to stop by at a gasoline station. But this is another story.
We turned to Buendia as Kay had instructed Papsie, opposed to the instructions I read on the net that we had to turn to Palm Drive. I panicked (silently) that all of us does not exactly know where our destination was. I, for one, was not used to frequent Makati and Ayala, and all I was hearing were they were not sure. It irked me, I have to admit, but after some playing around with chances, we were able to reach our destination which was a long walk away from where we parked.
Peking Garden is located at Greenbelt 5. On our way we saw a lagoon where you can throw food (at kois) that you can get after inserting two 5-peso coins in a machine.
After this, we proceeded to where Peking Garden was. Greenbelt is a huge place, and one where the ‘loaded’ go. We were ‘outcasts’.
We had a blast. Surprisingly, the peking duck meat was all goodness! The shrimp dumpling (hakao) were pure bliss, and also the fried bean curd.
We first tried to eat the peking duck meat with the cucumber and the leeks wrapped in what seemed to be a lumpia wrapper but thicker. You have to dip the meat first in a special, yummy sauce before the wrapping.
The second way to eat the peking duck was with a soup which was also a delicious treat. The last way to eat the delicacy was to wrap the minced duck meat with a romaine lettuce (with a sauce, too).
It’s a wonderful, wonderful experience. Daryl also ordered fried rice with peking duck meat and also scrambled egg with minced dried scallops. We were told that the latter was a best seller, too.
He was mentally prepared for it, he said. Including the expenses. 😀 Despite the challenging day for all of us (which will be another story), we enjoyed a lot and treated ourselves with scoops of Sebastian’s chocolate with rhum ice cream when we finally got home!
That is one question I read that had me thinking. I’d choose 1983. Why? That is when I felt true love the first time. That is when I felt I couldn’t breathe because of excitement. That is when I had my first kiss that sent shivers all over me. That is when I felt confident that I am lovable and huggable.
Truly, a lot of things happened during that year. Alongside the exhilaration, it was also the year my father got very ill. It gave me that heavy, huge feeling of responsibility on my shoulder. But I tried to be strong. I guess it was what made me strong all along.
Which year would you choose to live life over again?
This is from a discussion board I joined before where I am not active anymore. The comments below were also from those people in that discussion board.
I think I would chose to live 1999 all over again, even though I was a child back then I enjoyed life during those years. I had many friends, I was had many toys, I’d always played with my friends in the park. I remember always going to the park during the summer time and having my water guns in gear and running around trying to wet my friends and them trying to wet me. I remember how much fun it was that year, I would love to live that year once again.
1987 & 1989 the two years I had both of my kids. I would give anything to have them tiny again. Though life has been sweet during their growing years, I wold love to have those two wonderful and memorable days once again.
I personally would not do anything different about the years as I would not have had such a wonderful life with my two kids. Sure their ups and downs but remembering I was their mommy and that they were my babies made it all worthwhile for me. I actually would not change a single thing as I want to remember all of it as is.
Hi GF 1987 & 1989 the two years I had both of my kids
And in 1989 I passed out class 10th… Gosh!
Dear Ms. Bingskee
anything between 1976 to 1985 on the first one. My late grandmother me and my late grandfather really were a family and I can do anything to get back to those days.
Then, 1989-1994 – any one for the second. College days. No study and all the activity that I did staying in and away from the college.
And then, 1998-200 anyone for the third. Best part of my life as far as career was concerned.
Any one of the above would be great. Tell me when do I arrive to get into the time machine
It’s not just a year that I’m interested in. It’s for the whole time that Jose Rizal lived on this Earth. If I can browse-fastforward through his whole life, from the time he was born, and until his execution, then I think I will be happy.
I’m really curious as to his vast knowledge, his education, his travels, how he got into linguistics, his whole personality. Would like to really find out how charming he was then. How mysterious. Everything. And if I can take someone with me on this journey, it would definitely be my husband, who has the same level of curiosity when the subject matter is Rizal. 🙂
I think that I will chose 1999. The reason that I would chose that year is because it was the year of my life that I really started to make good friends when I was in college. In addition to that, it was also the year that I fell in love for the first time. I will admit that the relationship that I had during that time didn’t turn out well, but to go through it again would be a great thing for me because things would be different knowing then what I know now.
If I tell you, would you take me back in time?
I would choose the year 1979 cause I was still small and just love being pampered by my family members. It was a great time for everyone back then.
I also would choose the year 2000 as that was the time when my son was born. I just love the time spent with him, just looking at him while he sleeps. I want to him see grow up again from the start.
I would choose to live in the 80s again when i was just a child of tender years with my parents both still alive and taking care of us. I really missed them a lot. I don’t like the 90s coz they got murdered in 1991.
I would choose 1963. My mom was alive then. I would want to be with her once more. From what I have known her now, I just want to go back there, and appreciate her, and love her, and make her feel loved and understood.
None! I’m more excited for the years I have coming. I can relive the others as much as I want in memory, but I wouldn’t trade watching my son grow to be a man and starting his own family or learning what’s in store for me. Too cool to go back.
it would be 2009. very meaningful and rejuvenating year. as if all doors were opened for me, starting from improvement of spiritual life that leads to major change in my perspectives and life decisions change inward manifests outward, I have actually found like-minded trustworthy friends and teachers in the same year and they contribute to more exhilarating changes in me there is no year like 2009 to me. at least not yet.
80s to early 90s That’s when everything is so good, money was never a problem, I get along with my brother whom now moved out, my mom and dad pampered me, and lots of friends, good friends. But now we have graduated we lost touch but once again I looked forward to future because I want myself to find a true love and get married.
2004 definitely! that’s when i had my 1st heart attack only 2 weeks before my son’s wedding. Can’t get any close call than that! Wife was called from my office to head to the hospital dropping all her chores. All family members were assembled, and the in-laws left in limbo. Hospital got the wind that my presence was very essential at the pre-wed preparations so the doctors prioterised my angioplasty, put couple of stents inside my arteries the same evening, gave me a light supper and a cup of tea and turned off the lights for the night. i was home the next day, and we all had our first and best family wedding ever!
Her name is Dianne. She is truly one admirable lady who had given us deluxe service when we had our dinner last night at Mandarin Sky, a Chinese shabu-shabu restaurant. She patiently explained each meal we got interested in and suggested the best seller soup which is the spinach soup. She always checked if we wanted something or we liked to have a refill of the tea.
I’ll see what the other photohunters have for this Saturday’s theme.
I cannot find the one photo that will exactly depict the theme. I discovered we hadn’t considered taking photos of bridges. That I have to remember next time when we get the chance to go to places where there are bridges. It must have been probably because the ones that we get to see are not as exceptional or special as the ones I see in photos.
This one though is a little bridge that connects a path in a lagoon divided by a small body of water, if we can call it a body of water. It is a small creek where this very small bridge in the university’s lagoon was created.
Daughter Kay here was only in second year college. I remember these were the times when we were very active jogging every Sunday of each week.
I am not very comfortable dressing up for occasions. But that day was Glen’s wedding and I was one of the ‘sponsors’. Glen is very special to me and Papsie that I had no choice but to try to fit in to the occasion with my getup.