Restless!

6 more days...

Manny won!

Thank you for making us proud Manny!

And to Migs Cotto - I am also proud of you and ur one of the best fighters of all times..

Now - All I want for Christmas is ,,, a Pacquiao - Mayweather fight.. wohoooo

Hives Outbreak

Out of nowhere - I began itching and itching miserably at work, Sunday morning.

When I got home - I did a little research on Hives a.k.a. Dupang - and took a dose of Bethamethasone - the substantial antihistamine.

I slept with swollen and red-maps all over me. Luckily, the next day - it was gone. Hopefully for good.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Polatex's Bridal Shower..

Aren't Bridal Showers supposed to be a joyful and fun celebration??


I have to say, this one is not. *Sigh..



For all the millions of reasons., it'll just boil down to 1 thing.. " We will never see her again"..

Sweet November

Mr November's gotta be my sweetest so far...

1st Week. Nov 1. Russ got his 15-day pass to Philippines, wow- wat a treat!

2nd Week. Nov 14. There's the Pacquiao-Cotto match to watch...ive been reading Sports-clumn more than the Nation now..(im scared)

3rd Week. Nov 20 - r u serious??? the most awaited date for the screening of New Moon... whoaaaaaaaaaaa im going crazy,,, I cant wait to see Edward again...

4th Week. Nov 27-29 (?) Eid Al Adha. 3-day holiday is up. We are planning to warm up in d dessert again & cool down in SKi Dubai.

Last week. Dec 4. The most exhilirating. We are flying to Cebu Folks....Wooohooooo...

Happy Happy Aileen!!

She turned 39 today, but dazzles like 29 i must say..
She is like my Big Sissie and cooks very yummie..

Seriously, Thank you Ai for being the friend in the true sense of the word.
Happy Birthday! Age beautifully (here comes my never-ending line)

Sail Away

I'll see u in December Boxy!

Happy Halloween

I must admit, this time of the year is one of the scariest for me because I've always believed what mom said that the "departed loved ones would pay a visit". Scary, isnt it! just thinking they are everywhere and looking at you. Ohwell!!

But four years ago, this has changed my point of view of this serene occasion! Y?
My sister has chosen this event to be her family's tradition of dressing the kid/s up, and engaging them in trickng or treating (which we obviously didnt experience back then). Furthermore, on this day they have their annual family pictorial. On Halloween? Weird! But that keeps everyone excited, the nannies, the Titos, the grannies and one crazy auntie in Dubai (finger pointing at ME!)

Here is a track of the kids' Halloween Customes:
2005 - Bea as the Pink Angel (Bea's 1st)
2006 - Bea as Bumble Bee
2007 - Bea as the Princess
Chloe as the Pumpkin (Chloe's 1st)
2008 - Bea as the Lady Witch
Chloe as the Angel
2009 - Bea as Snowhite
Chloe as Princess Aurora

Just look at them, I could never be any prouder. Love you my princesses.
As always, they carry themselves so well and are so pretty. They enjoy so much and so are thecesses.

All Saints, All Souls Day

I don't need a date to remember my holy saints and my dear loved ones because they are in my heart every second of my life.

They never fail to guard & guide me, they never scare me in my dreams, they always wake me up in the morning, they are always there to listen to me and be with me, when I ask and dont ask them to.

I dont want to name names because I might forget one and itll become an issue hehe but seriously people, I love you all and I thank you for E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!!!

Panic Shopping

This week is my last chance to ship my box for the Holidays. Due to the operation, I have been distracted and limited (post-operation) to MOVE. And I still am, but since my deadline is calling me - I have to run.

Go for Panic Shopping..!!!

Whats worse,i can not flatter my right hand (even with cast off) so Im irritatingly relying to my leftie to carry the stuff. Even how I try to pretend everythings OK, it is just not. I am left with no choice but to, SHOP-CARRY WHAT I CAN ONLY CARRY-GO HOME-GO BACK TO THE SAME MALL-SHOP-and so on..

IMAGINE!!!!

Now Im totally exhausted. I ran thru the same mall 3 times. *** Sigh****

ANd yes??
Where's Russ?? He is working, a candidate for Manager- I can not ask him to risk this day to shop with me...
(Im so proud of him just being promoted as Supv - now 1st in the rank for another promotion)
He still owe me though, tomorrow he hunts for the best scooter for Bea. hehe

Poker Face

Not everday you see me like this.
Ma-ma-ma-my Poker Face!

My First (ever) Operation

that too in Dubai, UAE.
This is late as my cast was only taken out 2 days back! Good Gracious!

1. Oct 22, my Ganglion Cyst Operation. I went alone , admitted at 1130 am, listened to some music, was forced to take sleeping tabs, woke up in the operation room (probably after an hour of sleep) , felt the sharp 3-needles for Anesthesia & Dextrose; felt the so-painful Bier Block process, smell and seen my right arm bathe in Betamethasone (?), felt the cut on my wrist, fell off to sleep, woke up 5 hours after with a cast.
2. Im so hungry, (cant blame me - 10 hours of fasting!) i finished d 2 huge chicken sandwiches the nurse ordered for me in 2 minutes ,, with apple juice & water.NO Exaggeration!That too with 1 hand.
3. Not allowed to go home unless someone assists me. I called Russ to take me home. (no man is an island, but this operation will not kill me; I think the Hospital is over acting)
4. One full week of medication (pain reliever 3x a week). Y? bec it pains a lotttttttttttttttt.
5. Right arm is completely paralised. But realised I have a super power LEFT. (takes bath for 2 hours using 1 hand.imagine.)
6. Went to work after the weekend. For comfortability's sake- I wore dresses for the full week. You can imagine the stares! ,in the bus ride and the endless questions " accident?; "no Sick Leave?"; "boxing?
My desk was arranged for LEFT-hand use. The mouse pad, the phone, the files..
My boss told me, "Pam u dont seem sick to me, u still send 100 emails per day like nothing happened".. toink~
7. Oct 28. My last visit to my surgeon.Cast was taken off, i saw the fresh stitches, the blue-black totally swelling hand...
My life is pretty back to normal now. My thank yous to:
1. The Dream Team (Our Lord, Sto NIno, my guardian angel, Mama MAry and my grandparents in heaven) I specially requested the team to be with me, with assigned positions. STo Nino & my Guardian Angel - the guards in my right wrist in particular.
2. The prayers and Support (Family, Russ, Russ' mom, Aileen & Sang (for washing the dishes for me), Hanggaws - Estebat constantly reminding me of Dunia, Mariano - cant stop talking about Crecre plus both discussing the male's organ in the cake for Polatex's Bridaw Shower. (hanggaws jud walay gipili nga adlaw), My Collegues & Friends)
3. Dr Patkar, my surgeon , and his nurse Jessei ( i love the tandem)
4. Wellcare Hospital
5. Daikin for paying the bills haha

October 22, 2009

The date is set.

I'm gonna get you out cyst-ty..

Giothon: Walk for a Cause

I know Im not giving justice to this extremely special activity as I post this late (my boyfriend stole my VAIO again ** sigh)...

Well, lovin every second walking with closest friends (d hanggaws +d Tans), "Kabayans", and to the deep root of this - - walking for our countrymen back home..

I said this before and I will say it again, I love you Philippines. Coudnt be any prouder to be a Filipino...

Note: Icing on the cake - we got a page in Gulf News. Life coudnt get any better.. :-)

Paranoia

Has it really grown day by day?!?
I guess so; now I know what to look for ....

The Diagnosis

X-ray result is released,; Verdict is out. I was right, Ganglion Cyst, with recommendation for Surgery.

New Medical Center Sharjah does not do surgery, so Im visiting a surgeon sometime this week in Dubai, and have the operation scheduled.

Dr Imad was quite impressed with how I know "more than a little" about this cyst. His brows peaked when I mentioned "the Ganglion cyst" and the series of questions I threw at him. Well, Mr Wikipedia was a lot of help haha... I did my homework quite well.

Now, Im googling on the operation process. How it will be and if like , "will I die" things and stuff..

I started on a Youtube clip -and it was sooo gross. They will just put a local anesthesia and start cutting your wrist.. Ewwww...Im not scared but more of wanting to puke.. Will I be able to contain it??

Well, I better be, mom is not here to hold my hand, and Russ - oh Russ he will surely be with me, but I can never rely on his presence inside the operating room as he has this fear of the needles - or shall I say - fear of the hospital, or even the smell of it.. haha

Days to prepare.. Good Luck to me..

My Prayer

Dear Lord,

I pray - amidst all these trials, let faith be strengthened, love flourished, and God feared...

I love you Philippines, pls hang on...

P.S.

Thank you Sto Nino for keeping my family safe in Cebu.

Shock of my Life

I was showing my colleague, Arlyn, my burns in both hands; while cooking last Saturday. To my surprise she noticed something in my wrist instead. The marble-piece-like in my right wrist next to my bone.

"What is this"
"Oh, swollen bone! I must have bumped somewhere";
"No, this is a cyst!"

My other colleague, Joy, took a look and confirmed;
"It is a cyst".
She touched it and "see its fluid and it moves"

I was surprised. For 2 weeks or so, Ive noticed this "so called swelling"; or so I thought and since it does not pain at-all, I was under the impression that this is just one evidence of my clumsiness and must have bumped somewhere causing it to swell..

Then it hit me. I never cared because I have zero knowledge. I have to have this checked ASAP. And so I did. After work, I immediately went to New Medical Center (my 2nd visit this month ), I waited for 45 minutes, then met Dr Imad. He is not an Indian, nor a Pakistani. Im guessing he is a Lebanese or an Egyptian - defintely an Arab hu can speak great English.

Without further adue - "This is a cyst; No doubt"

"Are you sure, how do we verify this"

"90% visibility, its cyst; but we'll go for xray, then schedule you for the operation"

" This is nothing serious but still has to go under a minor operation,"

Im oh soo expecting this, all the while Ive been listening keenly to Joy, whom had an operation in her boobs to extract 3-as in -3 cysts. So im ready. No tension.

I went for x-ray and results will be out on Saturday.. mmmm....

I hurried home and goggled. According to Mr Wikipedia - its called a Ganglion Cyst - the one found in the wrists. It is Idiopatic, which means the cause is somehow unknown. But most women get this. And its recurring. ---- Only this much I can take. Heaven knows how I hate medical terms and all (ironic that I belong to a family obsessed by Medicine) so I focused on the treatment.

Surgical.

That is the only treatment. ok.

My first operation ever - that too in Dubai..

Interesting, just so interesting.

Well, I know our Good Lord believes I can do this, so Im excited to have this done and get over with.

Better and tough days ahead... Hakuna Matata!!

Officially Landed

not in Kabul or Sudan, but landed as in official lot owner.. Yohoo....well not really cause technically I had it named after my big bro, Bobot, nevertheless.. YOHOO YOHOO YOHOO

Six months of sacrifice. I limit myself going to the malls, starve to my cravings, close my eyes everytime Mango or Chucks is on sale, enjoy the bus ride over taxi, excused myself on usual night outs and when i do go, gets satisfied with only 2 breezers. There. It was hard but fulfilling in the end..

I have officially bought a 120-sq m lot in Primavera Hills Subdivision. YOHOO..that too - no loans or whatsoever.. YOHOO

Thank you my Good Lord for all the blessings.

Now the concentration begins for the bigger sacrifice; the dream edifice.... soon...

The Scary Museum

After celebrating Marce's first last month, we conquered our craving for Grilled Pork Chop in Arabian Couryard Hotel. Since we are early birds, well - actually coming right from a party and to dine again would be something funny um-right? - so we head first to the nearest past-time-place we could find, which is "the" Dubai Museum..

Just so to flatter our tummies, we decided to pay the AED 3 Entrance and kill the time or so.

To our surprise, it turned out to be a scary museum.. Well maybe im exaggerating but its just really scary. It scared me.





Musems are supposed to be the drawer of histories. To be fair, it is. But the way its musefied is horrifying..

Its an unexpected tunnel, with suppaaaa dim lights, and with lots of waxed men standing everywhere.. As in Everywhere..




See this. - - - -> he is just in the corner for
swagning a camel at very narrow walk way.








< - - - - -And this. we were trying to sit on the nearets vacant stool and whoala! 2 guys in priest robe are being funny on the side..

The ony fun thing was bein with my good friends, Meggy & Tin. If it wasnt for them, I coud have kicked this funny-quin.

Addiction to Farm Town

I must confess, I am one blab-stupid addict of a net craze, which has made me less interactive with the senseful-net services, as this. Stupid stupid me.. I gave up blogspot for FarmTown...but not anymore... I got tired of my imaginary wealth. Gone are the days & sleepless nights just to harvest, plow & plant..

I'm Back for Good... Ne Hawwwww/..

iPhone blogging

Im booked...

despite the unmeasureable pressure at work, im humming even while asleep..
because now i am counting the days,,, i am booked for Dec 4 flight..

Yepeeee....

Daddy's kiddos..

Picture Perfect.

The Sight is my Extreme Relaxation.

My Smitten Friend

She loves Green, but not a black bean.
She is always giddy as well as bubbly.
She loves Bacardi Breezers, and can drink it in all type of weather.
She can cook Beef with Broccoli, oh my wat a deli.
She loves her legs, what a chicken peg.
She always wear Doll shoes, i know, what a boooze..
She is a friend to Junarban,Sandeep,Essam,Ahmad,Fadi, Sam, Lew, - pause- Lew WhO??
She has genuine friends (Ahem ahem), of course, we will be with her till the world ends..
She is now Thirty, plsssshhhh or else she'll hit me...

She loves with all her heart, yet cries as louudd as a fart.
She is loved by everyone especially now, she is a piece to someone.

I love her with all of me, HAppy bday GAw - I love you Neli....
(( o ha, Neli jud ha))...

Oh Brother!

The date is set.. Dec 12, 2009.; 10AM.

I am not so happy with the date, - this means I have to miss Polatex's wedding, I laid my promises that Id be her bridesmaid; that I will fly to Bataan, for the record - i even skipped Sinulog and adjusted my Vacay so I can attend her wedding..

But because of surprising turn of events - whoola - -Oh brother!

Im sorry Polatex n RAlph - but I will have to miss your wedding..

It's not my Wedding.

I have to constantly remind myself that It's not my wedding.
I can't believe I got so pissed on how they carry the wedding plans of my brother. Its sooooo weird.

Well, to point a case, They want me to be maid of honor.THEY because lots decided about it. Isnt it the bride's SOLE decision to pick the best girl buddy she had for most her life. Heloo, I just met her once last year and I roughly talk to her. Just because I am the sister from Dubai - makes me the famous instant Maid of Honor - that I dont deserve at all. Hell No. I dont want to be the Maid of Honor; I told her that. Honestly, I just want to be the gospel reader or the offerer -but to give justice to bloodline, ok, Bridesmaid is fine,

(I have always been picky when it comes to weddings - esp being a bridesmaid. i vowed that itll only be my sister and closest friends that I walk the aisle with)..

Second point of the case. They want Russel to be one of the groomsmen, Hell NO, just imagine how I went out of control,,grrrr.. Just because he is my boyfriend - whom THEY HAVE NEVER PERSONALLY MET - being him in the guys' list is still not reasonable, I screamed - No he cant be,..He will never be.....

I know I have been over acting - maybe because I dont like their ideas or how they want to be wed. Because definitely thats not how I want my wedding to be. I appreciate their efforts though, and because they chose to hold the reception in a hideous hall over Mariott (which I promised to spend 100K) ; they prefer to hassle themselves by making all these invyts and favors - when they could get a coordinator -- - still does not discount the hardwork and heart they put on this event.

So I surrender... THIS is NOT my WEDDING. I have to gun-shot this in my head. And no matter how funny it will turn out to be, I would still not miss it for the world. because I want to be there on one of the best days in their lives.

Dissapointed and Irrititated, I still love you mom and Bertoy..You win. IM putting the white flag. Let it become your dream wedding. Cant wait.

The Angel

I have always believed in Angels. Both in air up there; and in Bea& Chloe.

On this day, I was blessed with the 2nd angel sent to me. My Chloe.

She has become a very fine, funny, smart, clever yet super nice pedigree.

I can never be so thankful to have her in this world.

I love you my Precious Angel. Happy Birthday Chloe. Tita is praying for you everyday.

Headline:My Brother is Getting Married

well, because of Iphone, I can now open emails at 5:00 AM without opening my laptop.

Anyway, this morning as I flippef thru yahoo - I received a short but very sweet message....

"tiki, magmenyo na baya ko hehehe"

In English;

"Lizard, im now getting married hehehe"

Wooohooo I dumped off my feet and I can not stop smiling..Im so delighted!!
And Im not gonna miss it for the world..

Congrats & Love you Bertoy & Joy...

The Count begins,,,

" dum di dam' dam"... "dam di dum.,""

Holidays in Cebu..Cant wait,,,.........

Unexpected Visit

I whistled as Riza & Edgar, excitedly announced that we are heading to Atlantis, the newly opened, over-ratingly famous and posh hotel in Dubai. I was gleaming; now I can attest everyones' all jaw-dropping stories about Atlantis...


Equally new to me, is the Palm Jumerah, I only saw a lot of it in the Net and of course, actual vision when I flew to Cebu last year, that too the macro-view of it, making out the Palm. But the tiny details of it, how it look inside and all - remains an imagination.


Not anymore. The entrance was so expensive. haha, all Flats there are wooooo, looking so elegant and again, expensive. And these are Free-Hall Flats - actually bought and owned. See, in Dubai, 90% of the properties are leased or rented, so these being bought by home owners, you can just imagine how much thousands these cost.



Security is tough. When you pave down the branches of the Palm, there sits in the villas. Now if flats look expensive, these look Millions. Imagine. David Beckham & Brad Pitt rumoured to have owned villas here. Hmmm... No Wonder.





Then The Atlantis. Before you enter the 1-km tunnel, you can see the hotel. Beautiful. Twin look on the Bahamas. Cars, on lookers lined up on the side, appreciating Atlantis and loving the Arabian Ocean on the right. People seem contented to have their pics taken with the Hotel as the background. What most do not know is, there is a Mall inside the Hotel - which is a great excuse to get in and have pictures taken inside. I wavered and marveled. Soon I saw myself posing, poshing, in all corners of the mall and lobby.



I meant to jump but the call for embarassment stopped me, So I did my peace signs instead.


The best part of the unexpected visit - I was just wearing my sleeping shirt, home shorts, & Adidas Bathroom slippers.. haha, not my fault, i was dressed to have dinner in an "INATO" seafood cafeteria in Jumerah Road. We never plan to go to Atlantis. So imagine how the guests would have thought seeing me , that too posing and taking pictures like it was my first day to know what a camera is.. Oh My Gullaayyyy!

Mom, just bought an Iphone

"she will rant for the next 48 years".just kidding. of course she will marvel with my latest proof of technology upgrade..

Its Apple.3G,16GB.

It's black. Black is Rock. I rock.....woooooo

Fifty One Months.

Its hard to believe, but I have been in UAE for a grand total of 51 months..and unfortunately.. counting..

Pronto!

just practising my Italian.

I'm kicking off this blogsite with my transparent desire to visit Venice one of these days

Being optimistic is a talent. Hopeful to be in line, I remain positive that I will do it.

How I long to jump in the Gondola, have a tounge's out snap in Bassilica San Marco or the wavering peace sign on top of the Ponte di Rialto bridge.

The Canals. I love them.

To indulge in the real Italian Taste of Pasta, Pizza and Fettucini. Varied and Exceptional Italian Cuisine. I dont want to imagine anymore.,.

Sigh + crossed-fingers; I will go there someday..