Posted in blogging, guilty pleasures, life, ramblings, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged John Green, journeys, life, Richard Clayderman, silence speaks, thoughts and ramblings on October 21, 2014 |
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I am lost.
I am lost in a sea of words that will never get to be seen in print. I struggle with the thought on how I will string the words and make a beautiful line or two. Not inspired? But I am. Busy? Not so much now. Lazy? Most likely. Come to think of it, I visit WordPress every day just to be updated with posts from online friends that I follow. I sometimes make comments but I still could not find the “like button” inside a post, not just mine but all posts that I visit. It is forever “loading”. You can’t see me liking your posts, rest assured though that I read them and I do sometimes get inspired by your words.
It’s a peaceful night.
I watched YouTube last night but it took so long to load (hopeless internet connection) so my son suggested that I sleep early and wake up early too to catch up on everything. I wonder why I had this sudden craving for cheese pimiento spread paired with a crunchy slice of Vienna bread. Since I don’t know how to make one, I have to find it on YouTube. Such a simple thing to do but I never tried it before. Talk about simple things that make one smile.
I hear the music.
Gosh, this is even crazier than before, it’s 1:55am and I should be in deep slumber but I am wide awake. The quarter moon and a sprinkling of stars are clearly visible from my window. It’s a beautiful sight and I am transported to another world while I listen to Richard Clayderman’s instrumental music. I have several CDs of Richard but it is nice to listen on YouTube when the internet connection is good. Another favorite is Kenny G. I could listen all morning to their music and not get bored. Listening to Kenny G. always reminds me of the movie Dying Young and as always I can relate to the whole story, from the point of view of someone who has to struggle with health issues. I was lucky enough to find the book on a sale bin at Diplomat. The book was written by Marti Leimbach. I love the movie adaptation better though. Sorry Marti, you made me cry but not as much as Victor and Hillary did.
Oh, it’s John Green!
Last weekend, Nissa brought her boxed set of John Green books which her sis-in-law gave her on her birthday last month. I am not a fan of YA books. So far, the only John Green book that I read was The Fault In Our Stars and even wrote a short review at Goodreads. I am giving these a go as soon as I find time to buy a plastic cover at NBS. Nissa never goes without covering her books first before reading. Here are the titles included in the set:
- Looking for Alaska
- An Abundance of Katherines
- Paper Towns
- Will Grayson, Will Grayson
- The Fault In Our Stars
Are you a John Green fan? Join me in another reading marathon. By the way, Richard is playing the song Feelings now.
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Posted in flowers and blooms, journeys, life, photography, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged a bit of myself, journeys, life, photography, silence speaks, thoughts and ramblings on October 15, 2014 |
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It’s a sluggish journey to kingdom come, my internet connection, that is. For the past several days, it was a struggle to write a blog post here. I hate that whole-screen commercial ad that suddenly pops up on my screen when I am searching the net. It is sponsored by our internet provider so I guess, short of blocking it out which I don’t even know how, I have to bear with it not with a smile but through gritted teeth. Even my old PC conks out on me just when I am a bit inspired to write. They’re partners in crime probably.
The truth is I was not feeling well the past two days. I think I had too much of gardening, weeding and digging the soil, taking advantage of the sunny days. I even planned to repot some of my sansevieria plants and trim my Fukien tea plants. And it’s been like ages since I captured a bloom in the garden. It’s almost all green now except for the white flowers of my two dwarf calamansi.
Pachystachys Lutea. Common names are Yellow shrimp plant, Golden candle and lollipop plant.
Did you know that the actual flowers are the white ones on the tip of the yellow bracts ? These are so easy to grow from cuttings. When I have time, I’ll propagate more of this.
After so many years having this in the garden, I finally learned its name just the other day. It’s called Zebrina pendula more commonly known as Wandering Jew. It’s quite invasive so it needs heavy pruning. It easily thrives through cuttings and are best hung in a corner.
A friend just reminded me of my upcoming birthday. Some close friends and I have already celebrated it in advance a week ago at Vikings – Megamall. One of them came home for a short vacation and she treated us to lunch. I will share some pictures I took of the event when my internet connection is good. Birthdays are reminders that we are not only getting older but should be growing wiser with age too.
Color me yellow at least for today. Yellow is the lightest hue of the spectrum. The color psychology of yellow is uplifting and illuminating, offering hope, happiness, cheerfulness and fun. I need all these right now.
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Posted in birthdays, blessings, Closer to God, Faith, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged a bit of myself, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts, thoughts and ramblings on October 2, 2014 |
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I actually thought of posting a blog yesterday but things got in the way as usual, it was a busy, busy day. Finally, Josef and I were able to finish cleaning the garden and trimming the carabao grass. It looks more like a garden now, thank God.
How I wish the thunderstorms we’re having every afternoon would let up a bit and let me enjoy the sun all day long. The heavy downpour yesterday made going home an agony for most commuters. My daughter and son-in-law got stuck in traffic for around two hours when on normal days, travel time is only about thirty to forty-five minutes. I told them to always have something to munch on inside the car for such eventualities. I left the corporate world fourteen years ago, but sometimes I miss the daily commute, the camaraderie we had with fellow commuters and office mates. Back in those days, we had carpooling , sharing a ride with friends who lived in the same area so travel time was more enjoyable than the options public commuters have now, jostling with a big crowd, waiting in line on MRT trains that frequently break down, smelling the exhaust fumes of motor vehicles, buses and jeepneys in all corners of Metro Manila. These are those times that I am grateful to be in the comfort of our home sans the traffic and everything that goes with it.
I am glad October is finally here. It’s my birth month so I am excited. Time flies! I don’t mind growing old really, I am just grateful and thankful for all the blessings in my life. At times though, unseen problems show their ugly faces but what is life without challenges? Wear age with grace – never mind the grey hair that show regularly like a proud crown on your head, never mind the aching joints that make you sometime sleepless, never mind the wrinkles that crop up before you can even say, “gosh, I am getting old”. Two years from now, I will be able to line up at the senior lane in supermarkets. Two years from now, I will be able to buy medicines at a discount. Two years from now, I won’t have to pay Philhealth contributions so I could enjoy the benefits attached to it. Two years from now, when Nate turns four, I will be able to teach him to read by himself and appreciate nature through the camera lens. You see, happiness is how you make it. Getting another year older won’t be a hindrance though, it somehow makes life something to cherish even more.
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Posted in blogging, journeys, life, memories, silence speaks, writing, tagged blogging, childhood memories, journeys, life, reflections, silence speaks, thoughts and ramblings on September 29, 2014 |
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They come back in snatches, like a favorite old song that keeps you thinking how you felt while you listen and sing along. They come back, like the gentle patter of raindrops outside your window sans the frightening thunder and lightning that always accompany a thunderstorm. They come back and they make you smile.
Our overhead light got busted and you might think it silly that I am using a LED light attached to my transistor radio to type my way through. I am afraid I would forget these lovely thoughts if I postpone writing them even for an hour. I spent the early evening visiting my favorite writers at Philippine Star. The latter is a favorite national daily too because it was through their invites that I got two articles published a few years ago. I was so happy that I got paid for writing an article about OFW families, which we were back then. I am digressing again. I read the editorial page of the Philippine Star now and then but I never skip the lifestyle section of the paper looking for Second Wind, a byline by Barbara Gonzales and Love Lucy by Lucy Torres. The former is a 70 something retired advertising executive who shares her journey with her readers. She writes, teaches writing, does arts and crafts while Lucy is the Lucy Torres Gomez, a house representative from Ormoc down south. I am inspired by their writing style that I laugh sometimes all by myself while reading their articles. Lucy writes fluidly about her early childhood, her dreams when she reaches 85 (haha), her penchant for arts and crafts, her preference for writing short notes on pretty stationeries and sealed in even prettier envelopes, the midnight snacks she always craves for with hubby Richard. These remind me of the days growing up in the province.
When we were kids, my aunt had a small sari-sari store that sold everything from bubble gums, Vicks candies to Tancho pomade and that green aftershave/cologne that they used in barber shops way back then. My favorite was the Vicks candies in small packets with free plastic rings that my cousins and I used to collect. All my fingers would be adorned with different colors of rings in different designs. Heaven! The treasures of youth. I remember the happy times when my cousins and I would gather dry twigs to use for cooking and during summer, armed with wide baskets and bayong, we would go out in the heat of the sun to gather duhat (black plum) for afternoon snacks. My girl cousins would use fresh annatto seeds growing in the backyard to color our lips, and we would use madre cacao to curl our hair. On moonlit nights, my cousins and I would play patintero or luksong tinik and tumbang preso. They were priceless games that a child of ten would definitely enjoy. The best though were the times when we would drink coconut juice straight from the tree and later eat the buko as soon as they were scraped from the husk. By the way, buko is a young coconut.I had my share of climbing trees too (guava trees) mostly. Those were the days, lovely memories of the past. Some may be a bit hazy but the fun attached to those long-ago days are still fresh in my mind.
They make me smile with that pleasant ache of remembrance. Traipsing down memory lane. What were yours, can you remember?
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I read about ALS back when I was into research of alternative treatments for cancer when I finished my six cycles of chemotherapy five years ago. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), often referred to as “Lou Gehrig’s Disease,” is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that affects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord. It sounds frightening and they say that there is still no known cure that would put a stop to it. I only heard of it again when I saw some personalities on TV doing the ice bucket challenge. It has become viral on social media. Are they doing it for publicity or are they doing it because they sincerely want to help people with this kind of ailment? I am not here to judge, I just noticed that those who have accepted the challenge, movie and television personalities that you get to watch every day are also urging and challenging some people in the government to do the same. I even heard one this morning commenting that the feeling of tingling sensations while the ice water touches your skin is similar to the pain one feels when he/she has ALS. I am not in a position to say something negative here but do you have to do it so you could help? Wouldn’t it be nicer if you would help even without doing the challenge?
There is this interesting article I read a few minutes ago published by health impact news entitled “Do you Know What You Are Supporting?” such chilling facts that make my skin tingle. I remember the times when I was on chemotherapy, after each every session for two days at most, you can’t even move your body and arms normally because you are so weak, as they say in Tagalog, “parang lantang gulay”. I remember the times I cannot even hold a spoon and fork because the tips of my fingers are so painful like they are being pricked by a needle when they touch something cold or anything metallic. What I know is, everyone who is afflicted with life-threatening ailments needs support group and that is sadly lacking here in our country. When I was under treatment, I longed for some friends to discuss cancer freely with me but only a few dared. Probably they thought that it would be more painful to remind me of it but I tell you , it helps a lot.
The ice bucket challenge has caused general awareness in some of us but how healthy really is an ice bucket poured down your head?In an article published today by Philippine Star, a leading newspaper here in our country, it quoted a well-known cardiologist Dr. Willie Ong who told The STAR that “in some cases the blood pressure may drop suddenly, causing the affected individual to collapse. This could be particularly harmful to the elderly, pregnant women and the ailing”.
Is it a fad, are they just going with the flow? What’s your take on this?
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Posted in books, family life, guilty pleasures, journeys, more books, tagged a bit of myself, books, family life, guilty pleasures, literature and Fiction, thoughts and ramblings on August 16, 2014 |
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He said, “we must come back here”.
Oh yes, why not? Fancy my son being so supportive of my hobbies. Although he is not into fiction books like I am, he loves accompanying me to bookstores and letting me find more books to explore and read. Yesterday was one such lovely day that we got to spend together after a lightning trip to the supermarket to buy groceries. Grocery-shopping, reading labels and nutrition facts, finding something new, making list of items that we need to buy – purely routine for some but it’s a joy for me to do.
Last week when he saw what I bought at Books for Less, he promised to go with me to buy more. Who would not be thrilled with that? I thought he would be put off by the gargantuan and riotously arranged books on display there but he found out something to his interest, a hard-bound book on games (cards, magic tricks etc.) and he was hooked. He was even surprised that all books on sale are at P10 pesos each.
And more books.
When I think of all the books still left for me to read, I am certain of further happiness. ~Jules Renard
I found two more books on Christmas, one is a collection of short Christmas stories by Rosamunde Pilcher and a novel by Debbie Macomber. I found a copy of Taylor Caldwell’s Captains and the Kings. I watched the tv series decades ago. That was mid-seventies, I think when television programs were something to look forward to, not the sort of teleseryes (soap operas) that they have now that I never bother to watch. I remember watching it with Mom and Dad along with the television sitcom John and Marsha, the longest running comedy series that made us all laugh. I love history even if they are just written through fiction books. It is now hard to find mass-produced copies of novels written by great writers from way back except maybe in second-hand bookstores and I was lucky to find Captains and the Kings. It has mostly five-star ratings on Goodreads . I am also excited to read Los Alamos, a first novel by Joseph Canon. I have just finished reading the second book of Ken Follett on WWII and this would be a nice follow-up since its setting was at the end of WWII. How lucky could one get, right?
Yes, of course.
Yesterday, when Josef said that we have to come back and add some more to my loot, I readily answered, “Yes, of course” with a smile on my face that says, what a lovely day!
What books are you reading at the moment?
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Posted in 60's, books, family life, guilty pleasures, Happiness, journeys, life, ramblings, tagged blogging, books, family life, guilty pleasures, life, thoughts and ramblings on August 3, 2014 |
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It is always nice to reminisce the good old days. I wonder how many times I’ve blogged about something like this, mostly about books and music, music and books, a lethal combination that makes the heart happy. Every Sunday is one such opportunity to reminisce the good old days, the relaxed time, the “me” moments. Never mind if the laundry basket is almost full of dirty clothes that need to be loaded in the washing machine, never mind if the side yard needs sweeping from the jackfruit trees that shed leaves like crazy, never mind the half-finished and newly dug earth just waiting there outside. My aging body refuses to work on Sundays so it is spent catching up on reading and listening almost all day long to the music of the 60’s and the 70’s. Most FM radios play them anyway and AM bands have followed suit, so instead of news, I listen and sing along.
This morning, I had a nice chat with my brother who lives in Tulsa with his family. It has become a ritual for us to spend thirty minutes to an hour exchanging news via Viber. Talk about technology advancement and free calls from far-off US of A. I just recently learned how to use Viber, I had it installed on my phone and removed the app for Skype. I get to call my daughter Nissa and listen to my grandson Nate shouting “Nonna, Nonna, hi” over the phone thru Viber. I think this is the best medium for free calls and messaging. Gone are the days when you are often afraid to make overseas calls because you dread to see your phone bill rising to high heavens. It is always a riot of laughter while swapping stories with my youngest brother. We talk about our kids (mostly) and food (all the time) and how hard life is nowadays but as always we get to reminisce on the good old days (again). He loves to cook and sometimes shares his recipes with me. This morning, it was chicken gumbo and bamboo shoots. Alden, my other brother who lives in the province with Mom brought me fresh bamboo shoots the other day. I have some of it cooked in coconut milk with lots of sliced green pepper, the rest I put in the freezer for future use.
Nissa sent me this early this morning (an ad from Books for Less). She said I would surely enjoy finding treasures there. I am excited but they are closed on Sundays.
I hope you are enjoying the weekend.
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