A Letter to My Son

Dear Son,

I know that you are still a baby but it is never too early to start giving you advices.  One day you will fall in love and when you do, I would like you to keep this story in mind and the lessons that go with it.

In the past, whenever your father brought home his girlfriends to introduce them to your grandparents, your Oma only had two reactions: she would either ignore them or she would leave the room to cry in the kitchen. It is not obvious that your Oma did not approve of your father's former girlfriends, is it?

Then one day, your grandparents got a Skype call from your father (your Papa was in Qatar at that time) where he then introduced his new girlfriend who happens to be a Filipina.  This time your Oma did not react in her usual ways. She sat there, looking happy and excited (I should know, I was there at that time. I may not understand any word your Opa and Oma said but I could read emotions on people's faces).  Later on, your Papa told me told that his parents are happy for us and that Oma said it felt right and so she is happy.

One day, I asked your father how sure is he that your Oma approves of me when he first introduced me on Skype. He said, the call would not last five minutes (it lasted for more than an hour).

Fast forward to the present. Your Papa and I are happily married and our union have been blessed with you as the new addition to our small family. As for Oma and Opa, they let us turn their peaceful world topsy-turvy  as they opened their hearts to me (but they are happier for it. haha).

Now you will ask, what is the moral of this story?  There are two:

  1.  Mothers know best (it's our maternal instincts at work).  You better listen to your mother.
  2.  In choosing a girlfriend/wife, choose well (refer to lesson number 1)

If you don't believe me. Ask your father.

Love,

Mama

p.s. this is quite self serving isn't it? LOL

post script: de-friended

In the interest of fairness, I decided to write a post script to my earlier post. After publishing yesterday's post, I suddenly remembered that at one point I have edited my privacy settings to restrict this friend from seeing the things I post on my wall. This was in reaction to finding out that I could not see her wall posts also.  But then, she changed her settings and I could see her updates again on my News Feed. Unfortunately, I forgot to change my settings until I recently noticed that I don't see her postings again.

In view of this "development", the questions that come to mind are: do I still have the right to complain about being blocked by a friend?  In this age of virtual social networking, what is worse, blocking someone or just restricting them from seeing what you are up to?

People can be immature sometimes. That includes me. LOL

de-friended

I know there's no such word as de-friended (i think). However, how do you describe in one word when a friend from Facebook has removed you from his/her list of friends?

I don't make it a habit of checking my list of friends on Facebook to see whether or not someone has removed me as their friend. Recently, I noticed that I have not been receiving updates on my News Feed regarding one friend and so I decided to visit her profile. It was then that I discovered that this friend whom I have known from grad school has not only removed me from fb, she has also blocked me. For what reason, I don't know. I'll probably never know.

At the moment, I don't know yet what to feel. Should I be sad?  (well the fact that I am asking this questions already proves that I am not. At least not at the moment). Should I feel angry and betrayed? (we did have good times in the old days). Should I feel guilty? (of what, I do not know.)

To my knowledge, I have not done or said anything against this person that would warrant my being removed from her list.  Maybe my not having the same opinion about a common friend's love life has offended her but that has been a long time ago. Other than this, I don't see any reason why she did what she did unless something I posted on FB has offended her (well then I guess she has a bigger problem than I thought since I don't think there's anything offensive about posting pictures of your son and husband and telling the world about the weather and what I ate for lunch).

Like I wrote above, I probably will never know what drove her to doing this. The only question I have now is, am I still her friend in the real world (as opposed to the virtual world)? I guess not.

tomorrow, i will be a year older. am i a year wiser, i wonder.

i think i am.

posted on my fb notes

Background: my brother, Rommel told me the news that all of Cady's  nine puppies died (Cady is my Owen's chihuahua).  This part of the chat made my day.

(@Honey, i have to write this in Filipino but I promise to translate it for you. hahaha)

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 Rommel:   katawa nga yung isa, pinapa dede ni papa.. sabi ni papa mainit daw yung gatas.

                  sabi ni mama ok na

                  tapos pinadede na, naghingalo yung tuta..

                  sigaw si papa, sabi nang mainit pa eh

                  ayan patay na, isupot na

                  kinuha ni mama, ni revive nya.. buhay ulit

 Me:           hahahahahahaha

 Rommel:   nalunod yung tuta, hahaha

                  sinisi sa gatas, haha

 Me:           wow, pang blog entry ko sana yan

                  malagay nga sa facebook 

Rommel:  tapos same tuta, pinulot ko kasi malamig yung katawan, nilapit ko dun sa ilaw para mainitan

                biglang nanigas at naging violet

                revive na naman ako, buhay ulit

                twice nya natakasan si kamatayan

                tapos ayon, 3rd time naipit ni cadi.. haha.. deads

Rommel:  it was meant to be

Me:          pocha, di ko mahinto pagtawa ko...mukha ako tanga dito tumatawa magisa

Rommel:  yung unang namatay, feeling ko nalunod din ni papa

                hahaha

 Me:         hahaha

 Rommel:   sa eksenang to may natutunan akong leksyon

                  ang leksyon, pag nag ka anak.. wag iiwan kay papa na bantayan nya.. di sya marunong mag pa bottle feed.. 

                  hahaha.. mamamatay ang bata

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salamat kapatid, napatawa mo ako. miss ko na ang kakulitan ng mga ridad! 

too much on my mind

I actually have another entry that is still in the process of writing. But i'm stuck. As I write the other blog post, several other topics come to mind and I also remember that I have to write an email to a friend in Switzerland just to keep in touch.  With of all these running through my mind, my rusty brain just stopped functioning.

hehehe

I hope I'll be able to finish today what I was writing earlier this morning or move on to another topic. *sigh*

Out in the cold

Today is Mother's Day here in Norway and our little family will be taking a walk outside to explore the town (as per what I told my husband yesterday when he asked me what I would like to do on Mother's Day). This morning we woke  up to a bright and clear day but...

  Hubby: What does the thermometer show regarding the temperature outside?
  Me:  -28°C. whaaaat?
  Hubby: Yeah, that's about right because the smoke from the other houses is so white (etc etc).  So do we still take a walk outside?
  Me (in a veeeeery excited voice): yeeeeaaaah.
  Hubby: haha. such excitement. you said you wanted to take a walk today.
  Me: I'm an idiot, that's why

Despite my misgivings, we will still go out. And i think we will enjoy our day outside (i hope).

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Speaking of living in a cold country, I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with my brother one rainy afternoon several years ago:

   Me:  Mulong, please keep the flow of air from the fan away from me.
   Mulong: Why?
   Me:  It's cold.
   Mulong: What do you mean it's cold? It's so hot.
   Me: But i feel cold.
   Mulong: What kind of body temperature do  you have? It's so hot inside the house.  What would happen to you if you live then  abroad in a cold country?
   Me: Why the hell would I do that?!  If I have to go abroad then I will choose a country where it's warm, like in the  Middle East.
   Mulong:  What if you marry a foreigner and take you to a cold country?
   Me: Hello?! How will that be possible? I haven't even had a (Filipino) boyfriend yet, much more having a foreigner for a husband (*insert insecurity here).
   Mulong: Who knows? maybe it will happen someday.

Fast forward to today:  I am married to a German and we live in Norway with our little son.

Moral of the story: listen to your little brother once in a while. He can be right sometimes. hahaha!  Seriously, we should not discount something from happening just because it seems impossible at present. Things and circumstances do change and what seems impossible now may be possible in the future.    
 
 

i write. i hope.

the urge to write was there (have been for a long time) but every time i sit down to do it, nothing comes. just a white, blank screen.

and so, i decided not to push. just one sentence at a time...one line (or two) at a time.

maybe then, it will start to flow again. 

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can it be that having a baby has muddled my brain? hehehe. if so, it doesn't matter. having colin is worth it (even when there were times he tries our patience) 

It has been a while again since I last posted  anything on this blog. I really should write more especially now that we are living in a new country and I could write about our new environment and new people to meet and befriend. I will try to do that. I promise (myself).

I am rusty at writing (or my brain is starting to get rusty).

I will write again later.