My Will

I love to write. I have written a good number of stuff, but I am guessing that when I die, my most precious written piece will be this. My will. {Not that I am dying, but heck, we take out life insurances, why not do our will at the same time?}

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* My cat, Muningning, I am entrusting to our househelp. (Assuming I happen to take on a cat, and if I do, I am pretty sure I will delegate the feeding and cleaning tasks to the help so it's really going to be technically mine - since I will be buying the catfood - but it's emotionally my yaya's cat}

* My boxes and boxes of fashion jewels and rolls and rolls of elastics goes to my favorite girl cousin, Inah, as she needs something to do at home when her Tatay and Kuyas scare the bejesus out of the guys wanting to date her.

* My collection of pirated cds and dvds I entrust whole heartedly to long-lost relatives who I see only when a relative meets the light.

* All my eletronic gadgets must go to hubby, since he was the one who bought them for me in the first place.

* My treasured lacoste bags will be the family heirloom - so my daughter gets them.

* My secret sinangag and pritong hotdog recipe will be a family kept secret, so I guess, my daughter is burdened with it.

* Hubby will also get my pochim (my thin cuddly pillow), my havaianas (we have the same size), my jurassic photo albums, my computer and all its viruses.

* My small collection of jewelries will be Gail's. So she has something of mine that she can wear everyday.

* My mom will get all my clothes, shoes and all the non-lacoste bags. Oh, and she also gets all those lotions, body scrubs, facial masks that I keep at the back of my drawer unused.

Sadly, these are all of mine that I can rightfully give away. Apparently, I am not much of a gold mine. Either I make so gaddang little money to buy more, or I just spend way too much on hot fudge sundaes.

Green Green Grass

"The grass is always greener at the other side of the fence".

Wherever we go, there's always someplace else that looks to be a whole lot better than where we are. But when we get there, we find worms and a bunch of critters. Then we go scooting over to another fence, searching for that greener grass.

It's a cruel truth - you will never find that green grass.

There will always be something amiss, something you prefer to be otherwise.

The search is fun, the travel exciting.

I think the trick is to know when to stop, enjoy the grass you landed on and have fun with what you have.

Eventually, when you get tired of it all, you pack up and go with a cheerful heart knowing you did good at your last stop.

Uno!

Gail has found a new past time. UNO! She's so good, I swear, I have not won one round against her - and I was not even losing on purpose!

A Day at Mommy's Office

I bring Gail to the office whenever I need to work on a Saturday. Multi-purpose activity actually - I get some work done, she gets to play with all the toy samples I develop and we get to go shopping afterwards! Really good quality bonding time for us!

Oh yes, she has soooo much fun at work!