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We’ve changed venues (church) two months ago. We now attend our very own  Parish here in Midtown instead of going to the town to attend Sunday Masses. Sometimes, we walk.  It is just a ten-minute walk from our place. Sometimes, we ride on e-bikes to get there on time. We usually attend the 6 am mass, the first mass of the day.

Oreo is used now with us bringing him along on Sundays. Every time he sees me dressed for mass, he guards the door and keeps barking until we put the leash on him which is a signal that he could come along with us.  It is his weekly exercise too. He is  usually quiet in the middle of the service. This morning though, he saw another dog at the patio  of the church (on leash too). He can’t keep quiet and wanted to go down and mingle.   Jovy says he is so spoiled because sometimes we treat him as a baby here and  he loves it.

I haven’t done any reading for about two days now. I am half-way with Merton’s autobio and about to finish a book  about 20th century America. I have always loved reading historical books, be they are novels or not. There is something nice about knowing what happened in the past. Done with 60 books since January, half of what I set myself to read this year.

Watched the debate of the senatorial candidates last night on television held at my alma mater, University of Santo Tomas and was sponsored by CNN Philippines. Some people who belong to the administration said it was staged by the opposition, Otso Diretso candidates. May I just say that they are more prepared to debate on issues important to the country? They have platforms which the administration candidates don’t seem to have. Election day will be in two weeks and voters should have discerned enough on who to vote for to govern the country.

As I have always said, I don’t believe in surveys. Surveys represent a mere trickle of the total voting population. Some are there to mislead everyone who they should vote for. They are paid ads meant to condition the minds of those who haven’t chosen who to vote for. And they could be manipulated.

It is your right to choose the best man for the job but please be discerning enough that he knows the responsibilities and duties attached to it. Popularity is not a basis for choosing the best, having the best doable platform is.

The real survey happens on May 13.  Wish us luck guys and pray for us too that it would be a clean and honest election.

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An old blog post which I wrote back in August 2009 resurfaced from my notes on Facebook. A former office mate and a friend again commented why she is not seeing new posts from me. I actually stopped re-posting them to Facebook because I  find the site so messy and noisy.

I’ve often said before that this blog came to existence  because of my journey as a cancer patient and survivor almost ten years ago. The years in between have been good and blogging has become a hodgepodge of daily happenings and adventures. Way to go, it’s a lovely journey.

For two consecutive Sundays now, Josef and I have attended  the 6 am masses at our parish, St. Francis of Assisi. It’s a ten-minute walk from our place. Mass schedules are a bit earlier than those at the town proper.  It’s a good thing we get to have Sunday morning exercise.  Compared to our subdivision, this part of the town still has plenty of vacant lots which used to be rice fields. Imagine listening to rooster crows and  chicken crossing the road to find their morning meals.  It’s like being in the province once again.

Sunday.

Time to relax, catch up on reading. Watch the world go buy and play with  Oreo in between.

Happy  Sunday all.

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Ah, this is supposed to be a rest day after hearing the mass early this morning. I have to do to the laundry though. The laundry basket was bursting at the seams. Anyway the laundry is done after so many loads. At least I’ll be free tomorrow morning to tend to the garden and maybe plant ampalaya (bitter gourd). I saved the  matured seeds yesterday when I cooked some veggies for dinner.

I’d like to tell you about my reading journey, my 2019 Goodreads Challenge particularly. At the start of the year, I committed myself to read another 150 books. I am on my 27th read  and it is the first YA book for this year. I am trying to read different genre and find more new authors. If possible, I prefer first book publications because they are usually the best.  Publishing a book for the first time and writing about it must be pretty hard.  There are so many competitions out there.  There is this book entitled All The Bright Places by Jennifer Niven. I had it for a couple of years now but it was only the other day that I started reading it. It’s Goodreads’ Choice 2015 for Young Adult Winner. As Goodreads says: The Fault in Our Stars meets Eleanor and Park in this exhilarating and heart-wrenching love story about a girl who learns to live from a boy who intends to die. And since I read both books  before, I was intrigued to read this one too. So far, so good. I smiled at the five-star and one-star reviews on Goodreads. I am not deterred by the one-star review since I feel  encouraged to read it  seeing that there are many five-star reviews too. It might be a little disturbing for some but we have to admit not all books  are about rainbows, some could be stars in the night that shine brightly above. Though I still prefer memoirs and historical fiction, occasionally, YA books are welcome.

I saw this particular photo from an album I posted at Facebook nine years ago. They have this “memories” app and you can visit it every day to remind you what life was years ago.

When this was taken, Lovell  was still a seminarian. He is now a Dominican priest – a son, a close friend and a confidante.  Caleruega is such a beautiful place and I miss it.

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Today is the  Feast of Santo Niño. It is celebrated every third Sunday of January all over the Philippines. The Sinulog Festival in Cebu City is the most popular and the biggest one celebrated in  honor  of the Holy Image of Santo Niño.

Tondo where Nissa’s family live and our town in Pangasinan are also celebrating their own fiesta today. Until last year since Nissa got married, we used to celebrate with them braving the traffic of the place while a long parade of floats,  bands  and several images of the Child Jesus lined down the streets.  Imagine going home stuck in traffic for more than two hours in one place.

Early this morning Josef and I heard mass then we saw this lovely image of Santo Niño ready for procession  along the streets near the church.  Beautiful!

We dropped by the supermarket for a few minutes because I bought a small transistor radio which I could use outside when I am gardening. It has a three-way  power supply, AC-DC, battery operated and there is also a rechargeable battery inside which recharges during the AC playing.  It’s locally made but for its price, it’s great. I could now listen to my favorite FM station while trimming the grass and weeding. They play 60’s and 70’s music all day long during Sundays and those waltz tunes I seldom hear nowadays.

Have a lovely Sunday everyone 🙂

 

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There was this early morning drizzle which was good enough to wet the garden and my plants are happy. Saving on a few gallons of water because of the rain. On my way to the church to hear mass, the rain has finally stopped.

I have to drop by the supermarket later to buy a floor fan. Ours broke a few days ago and I think it needs a new capacitor  so we could use it again.  Sometimes though, it is not very practical to have it repaired and pay a high cost of repair. It is more convenient to buy a new one because you are rest assured that you could use it for years.

I am on my 130th read this year for the 2018 Goodreads Reading Challenge. I found this lovely book about three sisters celebrating Christmas. A mesmerizing book about the lives of adopted families and how they  keep the bond strong. Yes, I know, it might still be too early for some to think about the Christmas season  but I am now having my countdown,  it’s now only 65 days to go before the big event. Some of you won’t probably think of celebrating and don’t look forward to the event. I’ve always said in the past that no matter how commercialized the celebration of Christmas has become over the years, it is the best season to bond with families and friends and celebrate. It’s the joyous season, the festive atmosphere, the anticipation of celebrating Christ’s birth that makes it so beautiful. The spirit of giving makes it all the more wonderful to celebrate. The amount and the cost of gifts you give and receive don’t really matter that much but it is the thought behind the tradition of gift-giving. It comes when you feel just as excited as your five-year old grandson.

A few more days to go and I’ll be turning sixty-two. Ah, remembering those days of agony, remembering those days of being happy, reminiscing about the sunny side of life.  Sixty-two seems ancient to some but I guess it’s how you live your life that counts.

 

 

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My mom had that big smile when she saw my brother at the gate.

He was with their driver, my sis-in law and my niece. We just had lunch then they left again to travel back to our place in the province, a five-hour trip going back.  The car was full. They brought with them two bags of green Indian mangoes, fresh corn, pineapple fruits, santol  and fresh bamboo shoots for my older brother and me.

I sliced  the bamboo shoots into thin strips and put it in the freezer. It will last for more than a month without changing its taste. I am planning to cook the santol fruits into a yummy dish. Thinking of ginataang santol at the moment. Several years ago, I tried it for the first time and posted the recipe here.  Some of  my friends who came and visited me liked it.

Two days ago, we harvested one of our ripe jackfruit. The remaining ones are still so small to make into a dish. Josef liked it, he almost ate all in one sitting.

I boiled the seeds and they tasted like chestnuts. Mom just loved it. We call jackfruit langka in Tagalog.  Next year, I need to save some seeds so I could grow them again. The two fruit trees we have now  are getting old after several years of giving us something for the table as veggies and ripe jackfruit for dessert. You can eat the latter fresh or mixed it with our local turon or ginataan.

Blessings come aplenty.

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Happy Sunday all!

Caught the earliest mass schedule at 5 am. There is a certain advantage in attending an early morning mass.  For one, the church is not full, you can choose a seat. Another thing, you can watch the sunrise filter through the stained glass windows of the church.  By the time the mass is finished, the  early morning sun is full on your face. And the little morning breeze is just right, not too cold, not yet hot. Along the way, I bought a big box of hopia from my favorite vendor.

The ternatea I planted from seeds have shown at least three inches of stem with leaves. Wonderful. The flowers could be used as tea or decorations in a  dish. Looking forward to those blue lovely flowers. Ternatea is also called butterfly pea. It might be a good climbing shrubs for my newly stalled steel matting fence.

I am propagating my double-petaled pink Bougainvillea. Hoping it is a success.

Have you noticed? Why does WordPress no longer have that  Reblog buttons. I wonder why.

Here’s a lovely quote from Alfred Austin:

The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.

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We attended the early morning mass at 6:30 am.  Since Pope Francis’ directive came out a  couple of weeks ago, we were treated with brief but meaningful homilies since then.  Oh yes, “no more than ten minutes please”.  Before, a priest would deliver his sermon  for almost thirty minutes and when the content is not that inspiring, the churchgoers get bored.  Their attention is lost in the middle of  it.

Dropped by the supermarket after the mass and we bought something for breakfast. There is a new product by Oishi which some of my friends were raving about when it came out in the market.

Gourmet Picks – Salted Egg

I am not really a fan of junk food but now and then, the craving is there. Wow, salted egg flavor. Gosh, it is better than your more popular Pringles. Salted egg is one of those easy things to prepare for breakfast or during the season of Lent when we are required to abstain from eating meat every Friday. You just have to add fresh diced tomatoes and bingo, you have a tasty breakfast.

Going back to Gourmet Picks, the chips were not really salty but the flavor of salted egg was there.  No wonder, it has become a hit when it comes to junk food.

Nissa and Obet bought a new bike (his old one is now a  bit small) for Nate as his prize for being an honors student. They went jogging at Roxas Blvd.  very early this morning before going to mass at 10am.

The joy of seeing the sunrise and spending time with the family.  The joy of putting your feet on the pedals of a bike and let the world go by for a while. The joy of having a new bike.

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What’s nice about Sunday is you can relax to your heart’s desire.

I wake up early during Sundays so we could attend the 6:30 am mass at the town proper.  I prepare breakfast first before leaving the house.  When I am not in the mood to cook lunch or dinner, we just order from outside.  One thing I do like about Sundays is that I am not obliged to labor near the stove…haha!  After watering the plants and cleaning the house, I am free to read  or make an advance post here but making advance posts seldom happens nowadays. Oh, I get lazy too thinking of what to write about. Not all days are inspiring ones.

Our Lady of Light Parish is busy preparing for the Canonical Coronation of the Blessed  Virgin Mary. The Patroness of Cainta will be crowned on December 1, 2018 after  receiving the Papal Bull more than a month ago. We celebrate our town fiesta every December 1, the official feast Our Lady of  Light.  Looking forward to the event.

I am done with 28 books since January 1, 28% of my Goodreads reading challenge. I am presently on my 29th book entitled  In the Midst of  Winter by Isabel  Allende.  Allende is a Chilean-American writer. The book  speaks of life and growing old.  This is just my second book of her although I have another one on my TBR list called  The Japanese Lover which is set during  WWII.  Come  Holy Week, I would have to stop reading fictions and memoirs and concentrate instead on my inspirational books by St. Therese, Henri Nouwen, and Thomas Merton. They are my reading companions during Lent.  I am in charge of posting the daily Gospel readings on our web page, a very helpful task for my spiritual growth.

Our friendly neighbor  came by a while ago bringing  with him a pot of a red  Shanghai Beauty. It would be a lovely partner to my pink ones. They are good planted as borders. My  bottle gourds are  doing nicely. I planted them from seeds two weeks ago. Josef and I made  additional trellis on top of the existing one at the back of the house.  It is really nice to see  them all – the tomato seedlings, eggplant, Thai chilli, okra and water spinach. Even are jackfruit trees are bearing small fruits again. Looking forward to harvesting them in a few months. The fulfillment one gets from gardening, so priceless.

Dance in the rhythm of life.

Happy  Sunday everyone!

 

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“We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine”

I am having a LSS. Yesterday this song was played on Spotify  We  used  Josef’s Bose sound link mini. Imagine three voices blending with this chorus, Nate’s childish almost shouting voice, Nissa’s  lovely voice and mine.

While we were at church today, I remember Nate changing the word “yellow” into gold, green and red whichever took his fancy.The three of us were laughing while the song was being played.  Ah,  the joys of having them around. Listening to the Beatles brings back memories too, good old memories of my childhood.

Earlier in the mass today,  Josef commented that the homily was brief, all of ten minutes. I told him that it was  Pope Francis’ directive to limit delivering homilies in ten minutes.  Pope Francis said the homily “is not a casual discourse, nor a conference or a lesson,” but is rather a way of resuming “that dialogue which has already been opened between the Lord and his people, so that it finds fulfillment in life.”

I really don’t mind a long homily if it has an inspiring content, if it does not lack focus and it is direct to the point. I’d rather listen to practical applications based on the Gospel than something repetitive, sometimes even to the point of quoting some parts of the Gospel just read.  When a priest has delivered the “meat” of his homily in ten minutes flat, that is wonderful. “Please,” he said, “be brief…no more than 10 minutes, please!”  For two masses now since February 7 when Pope Francis touched on this topic, I listened to brief but inspiring homilies. I remember Fr. Lovell  telling me before what they have learned in Homiletics, a seven-minute homily is enough.

Have a good  Sunday everyone! Let us start the week with a smile 🙂

 

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