Friday, October 29, 2010

Friday Night Musings

Posted by Elizabeth
As we started our dinner at our favorite local Indian restaurant, Ash (our friendly guy there) lit up a candle and placed it on the table. Well, aside from the usual hot towels and dark complimentary chocolates that he gives us after meals, I thought..."Another gimmick to keep us coming back?" Smilingly, I asked him, "Thank you...What's this for?". He replied rather shyly, "It's supposed to keep you warm, Madam 'coz London's getting bitter cold outside." And then he toothy-smiled back at us.

I got misty-eyed. Just quite overwhelmed probably. In the world, I realized...there are too many good people but it's always a blessing to meet them face-to-face and be touched by their kind hearts. How little things can mean so much, really. And how random kindness is felt by the heart forever


Moments passed and one hearty meal later, we were ready to brave the cold winds outside again.As we put on our coats and headed to the door, Ash accompanied us with all his cheerful enthusiasm. "See you again next week, Ash", we waved. He replied, " Take care Smiley Couple!"

Mom and I walked hand in hand smiling as though we were the luckiest poppadom eaters in the world.


(N.B. Ash is currently an MBA student at London Business School. He's working night shifts to survive London.)

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Posted by May - Movie Date
Thanks to Ms. Elizabeth for posting a fab topic, now I have this chance to write about Friday nights!

Friday nights are date nights. We go to a movie, get our special Subway, he eats popcorn, I eat M&Ms. On other Friday nights, we go to expensive restaurants where I could order an expensive meal. We dress up and take walks, act like we're still on our non-married dates with each other. And although we're married now, we still love our dates. My cupcake (hubby) is still this gentleman that he was 2 years ago. On heavy and tired Friday nights, we lay on the couch and get into TIVO or rent a dvd and do what we DO do in a theater (except there's beer here).

Whatever we choose to do on Friday Night Out (FNO), I'm so glad I'm not alone. I recommend FNO to couples even with kids, it is a "relationship therapy". Just one night out of a hectic week, get a sitter for the kids and look fab in a dress. You'll get used to it until it becomes a way of life.

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Posted by May - Wii Nights
It must be the season. The chilly December nights bring meaningful ways to spend Friday Nights inside. With nothing much left to do but watch our favorite TV shows, my husband thought its better to watch movies on Wii Netflix in the bedroom. With numerous collection of Watch-it-live movies, we also found news ways to stay up till 3am. TV in the bedroom is a bad idea, it will keep you up when you're supposed to be taking your beauty rest. Wii in the bedroom is worse!

How to Die of Agitation

Elizabeth posted-

"When you are asked if you can do a job, tell 'em. 'Certainly, I can!" Then get busy and find out how to do it." 
-Theodore Roosevelt

While on a phone call with my youngest brother during my Spanish holiday back in April,  I found out that my parents bought a dining table and a sofa set for the new house I bought in Manila. The following happened in exact order (according to Kübler-Ross's Five Stages of Grief): 


1."You f***ing serious?!" (DENIAL)
2. "But I remember telling you not to buy anything yet...!"(ANGER)
3." OK, whatever...What else can I do?" (BARGAINING)
4. (Hung up and cried my eyes out like a kid, face down on the pillow, tummy on another and feet up in the air.) (DEPRESSION)
5. Momchil (bf) said, "I know you're upset and sad coz you've planning so much to realize your dream house...But, please stop crying coz this isn't going to be the first. Someday, you'll have MORE houses to design." I said, (between sobs) "OK". (ACCEPTANCE)


I don't know if the underlined word was a warning signal or something, but at the time, that moment...I probably smiled when I said "OK"? Looking back, I believe I was a total idiot for having that 'five stages of grief' moment. Now, six months later...I'm back to square one. And God knows how I'm pissing myself so much because of too much anxiety and agitation. (Please note that I used so much-too much/anxiety-agitation in one sentence. I don't care about the Redundancy Rules of the English Grammar now.)


I AM "DESIGNING" the 2BR flat he bought for us in LONDON. In SIX WEEKS. From the kitchen floor design to the built-in closets to the color of the towels that would match our life. Forever. Oh, by the way, to make matters worse, let me give you a quick background of my major jitters. According to jitters-relevance:

His Bachelor's Pad in Sofia Designed by His Mum
1. His Mum: was a dentist, who, despite her immortalization of the title 'working mother/wife', designed all the houses her husband built for the family.


A Memorabilia of One of His Father's Projects in Moscow
2. His Dad: was a top honcho of a 10,000-man construction company in Russia;


3. His big sister: is a real estate division director  of a major think-tank in London. 


I think about these and dream of them in my sleep.

So please forgive me for being a "ghost blogger cum broomsister" for now...I feel like I'm dying painfully. Please pray for the repose of my soul. 
Teddy Roosevelt sucks.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Life of a Wife (Wife Journal)


Posted by May - "On Interests & Hobbies"

I'm married to a great guy. Let me write a little (or a lot) about him. He's an engineer stationed in Hawaii. His hobbies and past time activities are nothing that I do. Besides designing engineering stuff, he dreams of becoming an inventor as well. He often asks me "what do you need in life that hasn't been invented yet?" I answered once : a nail art machine that would not make me move a muscle. But yeah, this has been invented. So I will keep on thinking. He wants to be rich and we share the same dream (oh, yeah!). He's fond of everything that moves fast: boats, snowboards, cars, motorcycles, kayak and surfboards. I dubbed these as DA -- Dangerous Activities. And what are my hobbies? The 4S1W: Shopping, Sightseeing, Selling (Trendygirls) Studying and Writing. I'm not into anything active. If I were, I'd be the star of "The Fast and the Furious".

Once, he told me that we have nothing to talk about that's hobby-related. I talk about shoes, traveling and my love for writing children's books and becoming a publisher someday. He talks about wanting to be a videographer on the side. I discuss shoe-designing. He discussed the possibility of being a band drummer once again.

One day I told him I wanna design a webquest for teaching, he told me he could be a Senator!! I love music but only listening and singing-along. I love dance songs, R&B and the old 70s songs. He loves all bands and groups whose names and songs I have never ever heard before. Did I mention his passion for cooking? Wow factor for me since I dont have that same passion (except for wating). It's rare to find a man who moves well in the kitchen. He does and he makes great-tasting food. I can make food but I'm gonna burn all pots, pans and my hands first. I like jogging, he thinks jogging is tiring. But despite all the differences, we do have more things in common: traveling, taking photos, love for eating, love for National geographics and History Channel, movies, love for sunset by the beach, hating the same things and loving our weirdness.

So this 2010, I'm pursuing stuff that are 60% dedicated to him. I will be learning things that HE DOES DO. So we could have that 80%-target interests in common. If I won't like them, at least I can say "I tried and I did my best". Only 60% dedicated to him because 40% will still be for me and for those other things I could still learn for myself. But this I know for a fact: Sharing the same interests matters BIG TIME in a relationship particularly with that of a husband's. Face the fact that husbands don't find happiness easily in buying shoes, bags, having new hairstyle or getting a face massage. No, it goes deeper than those. And though every weekend my husband goes with me and lets me loose in a shoe store, in the corner of my eyes I see that he's sitting at that corner, tapping his foot, impatient to get out of there and "helping" me by giving weird shoe suggestions.

As my first step to this HUBBY PROJECT, I'm taking surf lessons eventhough water is my biggest fear in life (he surfs a lot, his nickname is Fish) and listening to engineering stuff that matters much to him. But hey, learning is never ending once you become a wife. And next year, his 2011 should be 60% dedicated to me.

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GOLD BEHIND DUST AND RUST
Posted by Tess

When I was still single I used to hear from older couples that you will never know a person until you decide to live together under the same roof. I must admit that I didn't pay much attention to it until now. After being married for a year, it is slowly making sense to me.

I've known my husband for years before we jumped to the big C (commitment), but I didn't see the antique "picker" in him until I reign as the "queen" of his haven. The first few weeks I was cleaning his (in fairness) well kept "Man Cave", I was struck by a lot of items, which in my vocabulary I categorize as junk, everywhere. Many times I was tempted to put them away if not toss them, but every time my husband saw me dusting them, it always made him  nervous.

One weekend, I accidently saw the program, "Pickers" on TV and I realized why these items I thought of as junk meant a lot to my husband. It turned out, anything important part of our history - may it be a coin, a signature of an icon, signage, painting - they all carry value to us! 

If mother will hear my discovery, I'm sure she'll inspect her trash meticulously and think twice (or thrice) before throwing it away...










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Relying on my hubby's talents
posted by May

My hubby like engineering stuff. Anything that has to do with measurements, perfection and creative results, he goes for them. What do I do? I like creating and designing. If not in paper, I make mental plots and sketches in my mind.. Coz believe it or not, the mind and spirit may be willing but most of the time, the body is not so I rely on my husband's talents. IN SEWING. What started as "can you please try to do this for me?" lines, became a hobby he enjoys. He is a surfer so now, this little idea is developing to a new hobby: surf board shorts design. And no, it's not for women only. In fact, men can sew 100 times better than men. Case and point:


dress I asked him to make for me

precision for a first timer

my beach bag I asked him to make for me


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Traveling Chics Travelogues

Florida: You can Never Tell! 
Posted by Tess

Living for many years in Manila made me believe that urban living is all about towering buildings, bumper to bumper automobiles, dense population, & etc. This conceived notion, however, changed after I moved in to one of the largest cities in Florida.  Of course, the giant corporate buildings and high skylines are also present. The same as the traffic jam which is a major concern everyday. However, one thing that really amazes me are the animals that I never imagined would also be roaming around  the busy city roads. This is the reason why I never keep my camera away from me. These rare opportunities are just hard to miss!  


A huge farm of cows near a major interstate highway




Florida Sand Hill Cranes in front of Sweet Bay Store

Turkey walking at the back of our building

A beautiful bird doing a morning walk near our gate
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Posted by May - Trivial things in Hawaii
What travelers to Hawaii should know is that as soon as they step on the island, they are instantly faced with 5 new addictions. Addiction to shopping, addiction to water and surfing, addiction to whale and dolphin watching, addiction to exotic food and addiction to Hula dances.

In reality though (not bursting any bubble here), everything in Hawaii and the Hawaiian Islands is expensive. Hotel rooms, parking space, luau, shows and food. Good news, beaches and sunset-watching are always free to all.

And on Kauai, nothing is dirt cheap except this. Red dirt shirts and bags are great souvenir items for travelers. The shirts are colored orange using Kauai's red dirt (soil) itself. The texture is quite stiff and while the shirts are very unique and original, they are hardly wearable due to their grainy feel and quality.


photo by May 

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Posted by Olivia - "Along the Pasig River (Ilog Pasig), Philippines"


I once tried the Pasig River Ferry and have been interested trying it once more with my camera and a good friend with me.

In God's time, it did happen.

One night, I was chatting with an old friend who I have not met since we graduated in high school. She asked me to have a date with her and I said sure. She asked where we would go. At first, I totally had no idea. So I told her that we better decide when we meet the following day. As we converse through FB, I suddenly thought of taking the ride through Pasig River to Manila City. Then we did.

Here are some of the pictures that I took.

I will not describe it, but let your thoughts run through it.





































That was the end of the cruise...but not of the trip...


Lost in the Land of the Royals
Posted by Tess

One thing I learned from my training at Speechpower is the power of spoken words - "what our mind can conceive, our body can achieve". If you believe in affirmation, then you know what I am talking about.

I have always been fascinated by the life of the royals even when I was small. Princess Dianne has always been one of my favorites, and I followed her life from the Palace to the  tragic car accident that took her life. My interest in the monarchy became a silent prayer, which eventually was answered surprisingly in 1998 when I won a study grant in London, United Kingdom. It was my first trip abroad, first plane ride, first winter, and first confirmation that affirmation does really work. Indeed, dreams do come true to people who have faith!

Though I made sure that I attended my classes religiously as scheduled, despite my very tight allowance, I tried to live my life as it was my last chance to see London. I explored every tourist attraction that my budget would afford. I visited museums, galleries, palaces, theaters, bars, and yes, finally had my picture taken beside my favorite icon, Princess Dianne at the Wax Museum.

It may be a short trip; surely, I wasn't able to see everything, but definitely it changed my whole perspective, and indeed changed me as a person!  



Oxford University
 
Madame Tussauds Museum

Hampton Court
Buckingham Palace
      

Big Ben Clock

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Posted by May - "Seeing Kauai through different eyes"
I have been looking at Kauai from a lazy pair of eyes. I was not aware of it though I can't say I have been neglecting the beauty of it. But once you know you are in a place to permanently stay, you tend to say the words "they will always be there" referring to places you think you ought to visit but you won't because you're too absorbed in everything else.

Now that I know we are moving out of Hawaii soon, I see this beautiful place through sad eyes. Who knows when we can go back to visit Hawaii again in our lifetime? Maybe never. Maybe once a year. Then again, maybe never. The sea, they make me sad. My husband's favorite place in the world I know is beside me. Except me, there's the sea. Moving to the continental US will make him forget it. So, heartbroken as I am, coming to love Hawaii as I do, it really is heartbreaking.

Going through this tree tunnel once, twice, everytime. I'm never gonna get tired of passing by this long, calming road with tree canopies. Seeing these tall kayaks, I will always remember how I once tried to brave it but got lost by bundle of nerves.

* Tree Tunnel is located on Kauai's south side.



colored kayaks @ Poipu
passing through Kauai's Tree Tunnel
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Posted by May - My Colorado State-of-Mind

Colorado is a rich state with rich God-given wondrous blessings, sights and diversity. It is also the home of the famous ROCKIES where people meet and greet the majestic snow-capped mountains in winter and the greens in summer. I remember I dreamed of the state once long time ago and in the dream, I was carrying a heavy leather couch. Didn't make a whole lot of sense but now that I have actually been there, I interpret the dream as the "heavy weight on my shoulders" - referring to life-altering, GROWN UP decisions I have to make as a part of being US - the married couple.

Colorado Springs has affordable housing from Ranch style to 2 story family residences in very secure and semi-posh living community. It is the current TOP 5 Family CITY to be in. It's a bit of a laid-back town, depending on who you are, how you perceive the city and how you react to it. Since I'm not into fast life or what not any longer (as all married women ought to be), I'm finally "settling down" which means I have a family to prioritize.

All in all, I give Colorado Springs two thumbs up. And when words fail to express what the eyes can, photos can. So I give you the picture-perfect town of Colorado Springs.

the scenery

Cadet Chapel

Broadmoor




A Glimpse of the Past 
Posted by Tess

One thing I like about travelling to different places is the opportunity to see landmark changed by time and learn its story. I got that chance last summer when, accompanied by my neighbors, I explored Ybor City, Florida which is a historic neighborhood known for its cigar factory.
According to history, Ybor City was founded in 1885 by a group of cigar manufacturers led by Vicente Martinez-Ybor and was originally populated by the Cuban and Spanish immigrants who worked in the many cigar factories. The community was unique in the American south for its multi-ethnic nature and its civic organizations, which included mutual aid societies and an active organized labor presence.
As the  museum’s volunteer escorted us to the Casitas or small houses, which were provided then to the workers by cigar manufacturers/owners, I was reminded of  my childhood hometown back in the Philippines where life was very much simple and uncomplicated.  It was said that back then people did not have electricity or plumbing; women did all the sewing of their clothes; men made their children’s toys; only one doctor was available to serve the whole community; and interestingly, porch played a very important role to people’s lives as it connected them socially to their neighbors.

As our guide described, Ybor City grew and prospered until the Great Depression when a sharp reduction in the worldwide demand for fine cigars started the neighborhood on a slow drop. By the end of World War II, a steady stream of residents were leaving the aging neighborhood. This process picked up  through the 1950s and 60s, when the Federal Urban Renewal program and the construction of Interstate 4 resulted in the destruction of many buildings in the area, including most of the housing units. Virtually abandoned, Ybor City fell off  into a decades-long period of neglect and decay.

Beginning in the 1980s, however, the area around the old Ybor City business district began a slow recovery. If you visit the city today, you will notice that it has become a  haven for artists. It has also turned to a  popular nightlife and entertainment district, and many multi-family residential units have already been built encouraging more and more residents to make Ybor City their new home.



















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The Dance of Hula
written by May

I have watched Lilo (of Lilo and Stitch) the movie. She attended hula dance class everyday in grass skirts and leis around her head, neck, wrist and ankle. It was beautiful. I was still in Korea then and I thought it was one of the most graceful dances I have ever seen. The sway of hips, the movement of hands, the flick of hair all come to an emotion, to express a rich, centuries-old culture from crossing the Polynesian islands to landing in a new island so green with lush forests and so blue with pristine waters. That's the Hawaiian hula.

My very first chance to see a real hula dance was in Poipu, Kauai. It was a free mall show with girls in sets of costumes and men with barely nothing. With the beat of the drums and the sound of barefoot whispers, so the rhythmic sway of love begins. It was soothing and exciting at the same time. Captivating to the core.

My real hula show was Luau Kalamaku's performance at Kilohana Plantation (paid show). It was awe-inspiring.

Hula dancers have a certain grace around them. The long wavy hair, the bronze skin, the light steps and the smile. As a woman, I thought swaying your hips back and forth was easy enough. Wrong. The body lines and movements are supposed to tell a story. As an audience, I thought watching the show was enough experience. Wrong. Hula is a display of long Hawaiian journey to a peaceful life on the island. Understanding the culture even more makes audience appreciate the beauty of the dance, from the first beat of the drum down to the last bow.

Hula is an experience of a lifetime. And when you finally do see it, it will make you ask yourself and wonder, "Can I dance?"



photo by May: Tahitian at Poipu