Back from the hiatus

I’m back from my so-called vacation.  But it was not entirely so.  We were so busy with the new business venture that there wasn’t time to do stuff.  Hubs and I did however, found time to be with each other.  No yayas and no work definitely for about 10 days.

We went home.  Salay is home to me.  Bugo is home to the hubs.  We also got the chance to spend time with my family and the hubs’.  Home is really where you are most comfortable.  I would imagine staying in Salay for good, growing old there, seeing bugoy grow up.  That would be ideal.  But that is not where we make our living.  Hopefully soon.  In 10 years perhaps? 🙂

I didn’t get to meet up with high school friends.  At the end of each day, I was too tired to drive to CDO and just have dinner.  My days are spent with my little one.  I’m constantly reminded that he’s growing up so quickly, he can communicate his feelings well.  We didn’t agree most of the time, but we had to because there was no yaya to run to.  It was wonderful 🙂

Now, I’m back in front of my desk.  Reading emails, discarding the unimportant ones.  Being on conference calls, multi-tasking.  I’m getting a headache as I type.  But this is life.  In fact, this has been my life for 10 years.  It isn’t always bad, it’s been fun actually.   It’s just that spending time with my kid and hubs are more fun and that should be my life, no?

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Kariton

One bright Saturday in October, hubby and I travelled early to Manila and then to Divisoria.  We promised to do our Christmas shopping early, a change to our ways.  We hopped on a bus to Taft to get on an FX to Divisoria.  While waiting for the FX, we noticed a commotion about 15 meters away from where we stood.  A woman was shouting and crying…wailing in fact is the best word.  A man was quietly determined to pull a kariton or a wooden cart, while several men in matching t-shirts tried to confiscate it from him.  As they were getting near us, I could by then understand what the lady was wailing “Wag po Kuya, maawa naman kayo!”.  The lady was clutching a puppy to her heart, while the mother dog jumped on top of the kariton, barked at the men who were trying to take away their home in an attempt to protect her master’s property.  The man of the kariton was trying to pull but was failing miserably; he was so composed, so controlled.  I bet he was angry as hell.  The lady was loosing it, cursing and pleading in one breath. 

 

I soon realized that the kariton is their home.  Their only worldly possession for that matter.  They were an odd couple actually, the woman didn’t have teeth, looked haggard and tired. The man was muscular, looked younger and strong.  They were said to be garbage scavengers, taking whatever is in the garbage that can be sold. 

 

The men in matching t-shirts were Pasay City employees.  Told to free the streets of people who don’t belong to the streets.  I can see that they really take their job seriously.  And I agree that the streets should be free of people living on it.  But I totally disagree with the way it was done. 

 

Heart-wrenching.  That’s all I can of the situation.  It was hard to see, hard to believe that people can do such things to fellow humans.  I couldn’t shake off the feeling of helplessness, of hopelessness.  That certainly was a big emotional moment for everyone standing by.  All I could do as we finally grabbed our ride was say a silent prayer for the couple and their dogs.

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Tagged

been tagged by Kaith

Rule: List all the names you were called by and the people who call you that. Tag at least 5 members of your contacts and give a comment on their site for them to know they’ve been tagged.

Girlie – Given by my Mom’s closest sister, coz she thought I was a very “girlie” baby.  All my cousins & relatives call me this.  My friends from back home also call me this, classmates and friends from grade school, high school and college too.

Girlash – A name from Girlie.  I think I started signing Girlash in High School, so my closest friends in High School and in UP call me Girlash.  This is my fav nickname 🙂

Gerlay – To my really really close friends.  And who can get away with calling me such 😀

Carina – A nick name I used when I started working.  Realized that Girlie might be too…. girlie 😛 So Carina it is.  Only friends/officemates call me by this.

Carins/Caring – Carins is what my closest friends at work call me.  Caring is a name my barkada when I started out at work call me and they still do.

Mommy  – to the Hubs and the Little boy.

Ate – To my parents and sisters.

Tagging Jerry, Chitgoks and Judisan.

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Days like these…

Days like these make we wish that I was a little girl.  Where I can always run to my Mom for anything and everything.  And then she’d pick me up and take care of anything and everything.

 

Days like these makes me long for slow, uncomplicated days.  Where I can spend the whole afternoon swimming by the beach, making sand castles and simply floating by.

 

Days like these makes me want to go grab my back pack and travel through the country side.  With just my thoughts, sun glasses and my hair in ponytails.

 

Days like these have me day dreaming of soft fluffy hotel bath robes, king size bed and cottony soft pillows.  Channel surfing, eating chips and sipping coke light.

 

Days like these I reminisce days spent with my son.  Tickling, reading, counting and singing songs.  Totally satisfied, fully blessed.

 

Days like these I remember sipping coffee, looking across the table and seeing my hub’s smiling, relaxed face.  Spending time, making time.  Being one.

 

Days like these I sometimes forget to breathe, as breathing is an effort.  And I don’t like effort, I just want to be still and for a brief moment, look on while life goes by without me.

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Weekend Awakening

We had a visitor last week and this the weekend.  My cousin R, on my Dad’s side, who’s leaving for Italy tomorrow to join her husband.  We grew up together, we were a batch of 6 cousins who did everything together when we were little.  But when I went to college in UP, I seldom went home and we just grew apart.  Until last week that is.  We spent the entire Saturday catching up on each other’s life, “tsismising” about other cousins and aunts.

 

She was able to spend one whole day at home, so she saw how the maid and the yaya were with my son.  And how my son is when they are alone at home.  I have complaints about little things that the Yaya and the maid do, like how I always have to tell them what to do, I keep repeating my instructions.  Or sometimes the maid acts like she’s owns our home, or even scolds my son when he doesn’t listen.  My cousin made me realized that though they’re not perfect, they’re good in some ways and mostly because they adore my son to bits.  For a mother, that’s the most important thing.  My son is safe with them, he won’t be hurt by them.  I have heard horror stories of kids being hurt by the yaya.  One officemate’s yaya pinches her daughter.  What an awful truth.

 

I’m pretty sure I would still get angry when they won’t follow what my exact instructions are.  I hope though, I would remember to be more tolerant. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Feeling blah

The past few days I’ve been feeling really down.  Perhaps because I’ve been dog tired from the trip and the work.  Also probably because it was my birthday and you know how birthdays always comes with a bit of depression.  Probably also because I haven’t gone back to the swing of things, I missed the bus from our village which goes straight to Makati for 3 straight days.  So I had to commute longer.  Sucks bigtime.  Probably also because of all these financial news this week – Lehman does the bankruptcy dance, ML on the brink of.  And I feel like I don’t get the support from my manager.

 

I hate feeling blah.  But I guess it’s quite normal.  I think I just need to do a bit of shopping to release this… depression.  Or I need a massage.  Or I need my girls for gossip and rant.  Or I need breathe some fresh air, see green (the ones that grow).   Whatever that is I need, I hope I get this soon.  I wanna crawl out of this cave, back to my sunny, happy self.

 

I do have a lot to be thankful for, I know that.  This is really just an episode.  A short one, I dearly hope.

 

Ok, remind myself about my blessings:

  1. I have a wonderful and funny husband.
  2. I have a sweet, healthy and happy little boy.
  3. I have my parents who love me and sisters who respect me.
  4. I have a job, Which lets me travel and gives me a lot of elbow room
  5. I have really nice new bag J
  6. I have really nice 2 sets of earrings
  7. I got flowers on my birthday J
  8. Got an unexpected gift from a cousin
  9. Had a chance to hang out with a favorite cousin in Singapore
  10.   Got lots of birthday greetings from family & friends

 

That should tide me over.

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Travellator

I left Manila yesterday at around 2pm.  Got to Singapore at around 5pm.  And then finally got to Mumbai at 11:30pm local time.  I think in Manila time that would have been around 1:30am.  That’s a long way to travel.

I’m travelling with office friends so its actually fun.  And we’ve flown Singapore Air which is awesome as always.  I’m just sad that they don’t offer Friends anymore in the in-flight entertainment 😛  We met this lady as well on our way.  We have about 2 hours of lay-over at Singapore, we chatted up the whole time.

India’s Mumbai airport….. is different that’s all I can say.  We’re staying at the Taj President Hotel, which is nice.  I love the huge LCD tv.  But I’m not liking the internet, I can’t login to the office network 😦  The main reason why I woke up at 6am to login to the office network and I can’t 😦  Blogging is the next good thing haha!

I’m missing my boys too much.  The little boy said when they brought me to the airport and he saw the plane “Like to go with Mommy”.  I wish I could bring him.  But this is a week’s trip, and it would be easier to bring him if I’m just going to Singapore or HK.  The hubs is taking care of the house and our rice cooker just conked out on us! hahaha  In Philippines, that’s a disaster 🙂

I’m so hungry already, I just attacked Pringles and an Apple.  Our call time with the rest of the team is still at 9:30…. that’s about 2 hours ahead 😦  I’m need to eat something….maybe the free chocolate?  First meeting of the day is at 11am.  Then at 3pm.  Local time, which is 2.5 hours ahead of Manila. 

See, I’m bored.  Stopped watching the TV. Will try to connect to the office again.  Ciao!

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