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AND A SLEEP LAMB FOR A COUSIN'S BUN IN THE OVEN!

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The hubs was wondering what the heck I was doing surfing for engagement rings.  I just found out about this nice style called  tension set engagement rings which feature a ring design that holds a center diamond in place with over 12,000 pounds of force.

Now this is, love and art with a science.  And mind you, the styles are elegant, sleek and eye-catching, and are further highlighted by pave set diamonds or two-tone gold. I'm liking one that has a pink diamond, on a rose gold setting. *sigh* I wish I can get engaged again.  But I'm not complaining, the hubs chose a perfect ring for me and presented it to me in a romantic and really funny way that I wouldn't have it any other way.  This man, not only knows about manly things like cars, electronics, even burl wood ,he also knows his way around jewelry, and styles, from that engagement jargon as platinum, "princess cut", number of carats, clarity and all that shizz.







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I am having 50% of my TO DO accomplished at this point, and 50% is stagnating like some people I know.

For the record, I didn't cook at all this week and it's already Thursday night.  We ordered To Go. The Pad Thai I've been longing to make has been pushed to the end of the week. Who knows? I might make it tomorrow.

I'll spare you the litany of what I still need to do and oh boy I'm so lagging.  But this I gotta tell you, I need to focus on my homebased biz so bad because right now it's reduced to minimum possible revenue. Tiniest possible income to the umpteenth power.

Plus, I'm wrestling with our mortgage company for a better program. I was told to call back in 2-3 weeks because by then hopefully Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac will have rolled up something good.  I hope so. I surely hope so.

Meanwhile, as part of my business affairs, I'm checking out Cellit Mobile Marketing  and Mobile CRM which helps small businesses and large companies leverage the power of mobile marketing (heard of text messaging, wap, app and more? ) through their simple to use campaign management platform called Cellit Studio.  They have Mobile Coupons as well as CouponZap (their system for mobile campaigns for restaurants, bars and nightclubs and the like) and even house4cell, a text-for-info real estate system.  Cool.

I still have to study it.  The prospect is promising. 

For tonight though, I'll probably contemplate on which item in my TO DO list I am going to tackle next. Something productive, that's for sure.
 



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I'm already tired just thinking about what I'm going to do after work tomorrow:

I'll be going to the town center (I fondly refer to as South Shore) to accomplish a few things. Good thing everything I need is clumped together in one complex, and only separated by parking lots here and there. I purposely schedule my things for a one-stop run.


First Stop: POST OFFICE - to mail some piano pieces I bought online for my dad. I went to http://www.greatscores.com and they let you pay by paypal and download the pieces right away. I was able to print them out instantaneously. I'm sure dad will be happy, I got him his favorite Mancini's and other things. THE PINK PANTHER, BABY ELEPHANT WALK, BEN (yes, Michael Jackson's "Ben"), FASCINATION (by Marchetti). I'm still waiting for TWO FOR THE ROAD, I got it from http://www.sheetmusicplus.com. Uhm...err...I haven't ordered it yet. I plan to order a Mancini collection too, but I'll wait til November. Funds-ah-low!


2nd Stop: HARDWARE STORE - To buy hubby a hard hat because he will be a Rescued Chilean Miner for Halloween. I just need to affix one of our portable drawer lights to the front to make it look like a miner's hat (since I don't know where to get one at this time). He's gonna be wearing some Oakley sunglasses, and a harness around his body (thanks to the orange furniture lifter laying around in our garage), longsleeves layered on top with an old shirt that would say "Mision Cumplida". I'm excited now.


3rd Stop: DRY CLEAN - To drop off some winter stuff like scarves and sweaters (and yes, my favorite black peacoat) that have been laying inside my dry clean basket. There's no delaying further as we are beginning to need them now. Brrrr!


4th Stop - CRAFT STORE - To pick up a wide ribbon and black fabric paint because I'm going to make a sash for myself. I'll be "MISSED" UNIVERSE for HALLOWEEN. Yes, "Missed". Just to spoof out a beauty queen. I'll be wearing an old formal and re-use a birthday crown made of silver plastic and fake gemstones. I need to cover the "Happy birthday" with foil. I'll curl my hair and wear heavy make up, smoky eye and mascara and red lipstick and all. Then wet my eyes so the mascara will smear and drop like tears. I was running out of creative Halloween ideas where I wouldn't spend a lot. So I hope this works.


5th Stop: TJ MAXX - because I need to return a shirt that doesn't look right on me, and a pair of pants that's too lose for hubby. They are victims of impulsive shopping last Saturday. In return, I will buy the accessory organizer that I so need. It's a plastic/fabric panel that you can hang on a hanger that has many tiny plastic pockets on both sides.


6th Stop: ROSS - to buy a curtain rod. We badly need one for the master bedroom because our we do not have a door to the bathroom, just an arch that opens to his and hers sink, and a glass shower on one side.

7th Stop: GROCERY - to buy a pumpkin as I promised my sister I would make my 9-month old niece her first one this halloween. I am not going to join any pumpkin carving competition this time. Too lazy. I also felt bad when I fell Second last time, which was really okay if the one who won first place obviously used a store-bought template. =( I also need to pick up some phyllo dough because I'm craving for and planning to make BAKLAVA this Sunday. Well, in honor of my late mother-in-law whose Bakalava really rocked, so I heard. I'll probably have to make hubby taste-test so I can adjust my recipe accordingly. And oh, I also need Veggie trays and Dip for our Halloween potluck at work on Friday. And CANDY, CANDY, CANDY for Sunday's neighborhood trick or treat .

My massage place is in the same complex but I doubt if I'll even have time to get my October massage. Good thing it rolls over to the next month.

Then tonight, I am going to Check out Zenni's new site! Because it's time for me to change my eyeglasses again. And ZenniOptical $6.95 Rx Glasses for me are the best practical options out there. Imagine being able to change your eyeglasses each time to match your wardrobe and whole look.  That's what I do. And I'm not splurging! I heard that Zenni now has the best tryon: Frame Fit and I'm going to try to take advantage of that! But that's not until I've done my errands for the day and go online tonight.



I'm already tired just telling you about it. But it's exciting. I like it when it's happy kind of tiring. Not the sad things.


Enjoy your Halloween, dolls!



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I'm watching Dancing with the Stars.  Yes, that's part of THEE GRIND. Gotta get a little "nice" from the daily toil just to balance life.  Work was busy today, which merits a complaint but these days, you really don't want to be complaining about being busy at work.  "Busy" is good. Even if it's tiring and stressful, it's always good. Better than nothing at all these days of recession. Yep, so much better.

Watching Bristol Palin push her limits (or not at all) is entertaining for me. It takes the stress of the day out. Don't get me wrong. She actually grew on me. I like her now! Like I'd vote for her if I do that kind of stuff. I'm happy that she's growing in a different aspect at least.

These little things, my friend says, they make her forget the things that bug her down at the moment, the stress of taking out loans for bad credit for instance, because she's about to hit rock bottom.  I told her

that there are good websites out there to take out personal loans and payday loans that she can rely on. And it's supposed to be easy too. If you have no idea what these payday loans are, they are small, short-term loans meant to cover a borrower's expenses until his or her next payday. They are sometimes referred to as cash advances.  I just wanted my friend to have a little peace of mind that she deserves, albeit temporary.

I'm glad I don't have to resort to that one, and hope never to resort to it. But knowing the website gives me a ready option just in case life will throw a curve ball.

Meanwhile, I'll watch Briston Palin dance to de-stress my life....not because of financial reasons, thank you very much. But some health concerns, and some vampires lurking around.  Oh well.








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This is long overdue, but it's never to late...

TO BE GRATEFUL!!!

For an AWARD!!! Yeah....

It's been eons since I received my last one. I guess it was when I was still a very zealous blogger who breathed, ate (and pooed) posts at my Coffee, anyone? site which, truth be told, is now barely hanging on to the last frayed threads of survival. I would have axed it a long time ago had it not been for the residual income that it earns, which is slowly going to the dogs as the weeks pass by anyway.






But hurray for this! And thank you Jenny of ~ Ever After ~. Thank you mucho mucho. Gracias very much-O! Actually, this VERSATILE BLOGGER Award puts my thoughts back into perspective. It tries to bring back my old goals from the dead. I mean, the old blogging goals I've had when I first launched this site, and before I got swallowed and swirled wildly like clothes in a mad washing machine by a monetized post too many. That, plus a full-time job, household responsibilities and a buzzing social life to juggle, it was indeed a formula for disaster. Posts that come out of nowhere and making no sense at all? Name it, I've dunnit!

So with this Award, I am reminded of what I have always wanted to be as a blogger to begin with.

Here are the THEE RULES that it came with:


* Be sure to thank and link back to the person who gave you the award.


* Share 7 things about yourself.


* Pass the award to other bloggers who you think deserves it.


* Be sure to let the bloggers know you chose them to receive the award.



7 things you need to know about ME :)

  1. I love to cook and eat but I'm perpetually on a diet.
  2. An artist lives inside me and it gets frustrated with my busy schedule. It struggles to come out all the time, and demands more time. But I love my full time corporate job. It pays the bills LOL.
  3. I am a sucker for designer sunglasses. Let me rephrase, good quality UV sunglasses. Because my eyes can't stand too much brightness (seriously, I guess I'm an astigmatic vampire) but yeah, because they're fab too. But I'm not kidding about the eye situation.
  4. I am terrified of earthquakes. Which will make you wonder what on earth am I doing in California...
  5. Well, because I'm happily married to my BFF here and our warm n cozy happy home happens to be built on this quake zone. DUH.
  6. I want to be pregnant again after I lost the last one, but it's not happening.
  7. I am a stepmom to a very nice stepdaughter who is now in college, and stays with us during summers and spring breaks.


OK. TIME TO PAY IT FORWARD.

Geez. I'm stumped. This makes me realize how long I've been MIA and have pretty much lost touch with all the awesome people in the blogosphere. But I'll try.

I'm giving the award to the following:


Hope you can all pay it forward, dolls!





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When it's baked chicken heaven, that means I can blog! It frees up my spare time, that little window after work and before dinner because I don't have to stare at a pot and stir my life away.

Now, I'm blogging some minutes away.  So I'm sitting on my kitchen table and just chilling, while the hubs is figuring out how to activate the Netflix on our PS3. We're late bloomers aren't we?

So, what's up with me?

Uhm...

Err....

Uh-oh. Nothing new. That's a bad sign for me. I like it when I have news for you. Well, aside from finally buying the lip gloss I want (Chanel Glossimer, shade: Pagoda). It is the bomb.  I had to email a TV personality to ask her what she wears, who surprisingly has such a kind heart to email back! Woohoo!

And oh, I'm just surfing too. I stumbled upon this site that offers freelance academic writing and academic essay editing, check it out if you need them.  I saw it while looking for good college essay topics, I just like looking for ideas to write about. I guess I miss being in school.
When you're young and in school, you don't worry about real life and your main responsibility is getting good grades and learning. You can do what you want when you want it. The real world is different, you worry about finances, health, work, career, and what to make for dinner.

In the real world, you make baked chicken to be able to do other things.




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Thank God it's Friday.  Well, I just talked to a friend in the UK who was willing to move maintains to find the purse I wanted but was out of stock here in the US website. But there was a change of plans...I got the shipment before she could buy it. The hubs did a little magic. Har har.

But that's not what I want to tell you.

My friend in UK has two phones and one she uses to call friends in the US.  She says she has one of those sim only deals  or sim only contracts which enables her to switch phone units and bring the information along such as stored messages and contacts.

I used to have two sim cards  in the Philippines and they really worked great for me. I wish they would have that here too.
Won't that be a great idea?





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I have only one thing to say....TGIW.  Yes, thank God it's weekend.  I can do whatever I want, stay up for as long as I want, and watch all the TV I want because I don't have to wake up early tomorrow.

I just finished playing Air Hocky with the hubs in his iPad. I lost, what else is new.  Actually, I always win when we're in a public place, say waiting for our food in a restaurant, but I always lose when we're at home. It sucks, maybe he does it on purpose.  At least I win in public, LOL.

I made crispy spicy tuna sushis for dinner, and Katsudon too.  I'm kind of in a Japanese fever at the moment.  But I think I'm done. Maybe the household will go Mexican next week. Yeah, that's how I roll.

Can't stay really long blogging right now, gotta help the hubs check out this website that indexes Rapidshare Search  and the like, for instance, fileserve as well as many other hosting websites and allows users to search through the database to download movies, games, apps and the whole nine yards.  I don't know what he's plan is.  It's gotta be good!

So, have a great weekend, dolls.  Really, have a great one!




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I'm so happy even my feet are clapping!

LONGSTORYSHORT...

~I'm finally going to be able to delete my Friendster account.

~I was vacillating on that because my original blogsite was riding with it. *slaps myself on the forehead* oh what was I thinking then?

~I managed to get help -- http://wahmaholic.com (because the whole migration process was to me as flummoxing as why socks disappear in the dryer)

~Or because I was too busy to obsess on XML codes, technical stuff yadadada yadadada

~Yeah right, I'm just more ill-apt in importing/exporting blog entries than I care to admit.

~Here's my link if you care to be in the know:

~And I'm writing in bullets -- because I'm too lazy to utilize my brain faculties on a Monday.

WEEKEND HANGOVER.

At least I'm starting my week happy!








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This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of Boost Mobile. All opinions are 100% mine.

Anyone ever heard of Boost Mobile?

It is like your typical mobile phone service but definitely more special. Think Blackberry but with a Re-Boost plan where you are able to add funds to your account. Think flexible payment options where you canpay on-line, in-person, or pay by phone using your debit/credit card to make payments or sign-up for worry-free automatic payments.

I am about one to get myself. I just need to discuss this with the hubs. I'm sure he will like it as much as I will because Boost Mobile phones are social in natura and I will still be able to update my Facebook and Twitter accounts. Isn't it important (much like habitual) these days to be able to connect to social media from your phone? Or is it just me? Do you update your Social Networks a lot too, especially when you're on the go? Where do you most often update from?

Say you're about to kiss the love of your life and you just have to tell the world about it...before it happens?

With Boost Mobile devices you get unlimited connectivity to Facebook for one price per month. Sounds like a good deal to me. There are some popular phones that Boost Mobile offers such as Blackberry and i1 phone. I should go check out more features and the sign up process, even getting some extras so I've heard, before I fall behind in the boost bandwagon.





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Made "Suppli" for my sister's surprise party last weekend. These are Risotto Balls....


Risotto before the finished product:
SUPPLI" is the very first snack I ate when we went to Rome in '06. After getting out of the airport, we went to a trattoria by the train station and had this. I fell in love with it (like I wanted to marry it -- yeah I get that with food) and ate different kinds everyday. I had to learn how to make it!! Here's my assembly line, uhm, circle...


So easy and simple to make yet time consuming...Best when eaten hot. It's sometimes called "Suppli al telefono" because the mozarella inside stretches in a string when you bite into it (like a telephone cord, oh Italians!). It just isn't the same in room temperature. But well, phones are wireless nowadays anyway.









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The hubs and I just came back from a really sumptuous scrumptious Chinese dinner in Alameda which is really not your typical MSG-in-a-box taste. I had a grand time chomping down the egg tofu and my favorite soup dimsum. Truly one of a kind. The place was packed and bursting at its seams with people, while the neighboring eats are dead it felt like twilight zone.

We miss Alameda. I miss the quaint town, the night crowd, the peace...Ah, what a life. It's been two years since we moved to another city but I'm happy that it's not too far to reach when we crave for the old digs we used to visit.

It doesn't seem like two years. It's not that I'm not happy with where we moved, but finally having our own house which we worked hard to afford? I cannot complain. One day, maybe we will move back to upgrade, and back to A-town in a new development there. Meanwhile, we're enjoying our place, and happy that we get to visit the old places still when we want to.

I can't believe its been two years since we moved. The memories are still fresh. Packing, moving, unloading, re-settling. I used to read “The BluePrint” which is a moving guide blog to keep people informed about issues, questions and concerns that come up when people are moving. It covers topics such as packing tips, parking issues, and storage and it offers an “ask the experts” tool where people can ask questions about moving. A really helpful resource for me. I was actually organized and systematic because of it. Moving is hard. Am I moving again? I intend to stay put for now.
Even if my most favorite dimsum place ever, is far away.













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I left my phone the second time this week! Oh, I'm getting old. Or there's just a thousand things in my mind right now because I'm in the process of "reorganizing" my "organization" LOL. And that means unearthing ancient TO DO and other task lists to make sure nothing gets left behind. It's the OC in me. What else is new.

I bought this organizer (I'm saying "organize" too much hehehe) last week and it feels so good to be back to the basics, writing down everything. I must say, my lifestyle (ideas, plans, thoughts and all) is something a digital device won't be able to keep up with. Seriously. Or it's just my brain. I need to see and write it down, and be able to shuffle back and forth pages, even draw helpful illustrations for the memory and the like.

I guess I'm just still not highly evolved in a way.


Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

My next project is a more efficient bill scheduler notebook because there's just too much to keep track of (and I don't trust the supposedly trusty phone alerts, because I end up snoozing the alarm and acknowledging them just to make it shut up, only to forget about the alert 10 minutes and 5 days later) . I'm the wonder wifey financial manager of the household. I'm not sure if I'm liking the job though. But I need to be on top of things. Otherwise...well...

Oh I do pay bills online. Hey, I'm not that jurassic. But everything else has to be manually done. Maybe one day, show me an app where you can view a whole calendar in a month, input the bills due dates and be able to access the payment sites directly on the appropriate due date boxes to pay , I'll give it a thought.

Maybe they already have one with the iPad (I have an iPhone but it's too small for the way I operate LOL).

I'm just too picky. Or maybe I just refuse to say that I'm so behind.

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Oh I got sidetracked. I was going to tell you about me leaving my phone at home. But I guess it doesn't apply to the topic now. Typical of me.

Anyhoo, did I miss anything without it (aka camera, facebook, twitter and all)?

NO.






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Here's mine:

A NEW VISION BOARD!!!

It is a Treasure Map of sorts, (other people call it Visual Explorer or Creativity Collage) which is typically a poster board on which you paste or collage images that you’ve torn out from various magazines. The concept is when you surround yourself with images of who you want to become, what you want to have, where you want to live, or where you want to vacation, your life changes to match those images and those desires.

Basically a visual tool to keep reminding us everyday of what we want to achieve...and action follows. Something like that.

Now, I'm not a total fanatic cult member of "The Secret" (no offense intended) though it has a point!

I strongly believe in WISH LISTS! I've been practicing it for about 2 decades now and so far, I've witnessed a lot of things scratched off it, by some unexplained force, blessings and coincidences.

THE UNIVERSE CONSPIRES...

They work as effectively as TO DO lists (that is, if you are good in following them!).

WHAT THE MIND CAN CONCEIVE, THE BODY CAN ACHIEVE.

WHERE THE MIND GOES, THE BODY FOLLOWS


Even the bible says so:
ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE, SEEK AND YOU SHALL FIND, KNOCK AND IT SHALL BE OPEN UNTO YOU...

and how about...


"FOR AS HE THINKS IN HIS HEART, SO IS HE." (Proverbs 23:7)


Applies to attitude, character...and dreams. How can you argue?


Anyway, here are a couple samples of a vision board if you're interested (not mine, I got them online)




Mine is still a work in progress (a vision board within a vision board, teehee!)

Just wanted to the template I'm using:


All I need to do is finish filling that all up in a big poster board with cut-outs from magazines, artistically embellished with scrap booking elements (of course) and start staring at the big picture every day when I wake up and before I fall asleep.

Chances are...the hubs will see them anyway and hopefully get some hints, har har, and help me achieve most of them. Hmmm, I wonder where a Balenciaga bag, or my very own cruiser bike (yes i=I want one) will fall under? (the purple I guess).

I'll share the final product within this month.




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I liken my life (aka my frenzied To-do To-go list) to swimming, or worse yet, drowning in the vast ocean where I'd find myself pulled down for weeks on end under water and then pulled up again thanks to my persistent treading, with my head sprouting above the water, gasping for air, seeing a bump across the horizon, albeit an illusion, and frantically screaming, "land!".

This is one of those days when my head is above the water. And I'm temporarily on an island for some needed respite. Blog island.

I cannot think of any other way to demonstrate this. Oh ha-ha.


But it's not without fun I must say, so I really can't complain.


The good news is, I am able to "create". Not as much as I would love to, but there's art strewn around the house, yeah, here and there, pretty much.

And I've been cooking a lot too. You know I'm fine when I'm not opening a can of spam and disguising it as something special like a musubi, for instance. I'll show you pics next time. I've been taking a lot of it too. Ahh this trend on Facebook. I have a little nook there, an album called "My Little Cucina". It's brand new but I intend to document every crazy thing I do in the kitchen -- mostly being creative when life throws me leftovers. (I get more satisfaction from breathing a fresh new "second" life to leftovers, than in concocting the original dish, most of the time. Are you that way too?)

And we've been going places. So yes, there's nothing else to complain about but being sleepy when it's not time to sleep yet, bleh. Or the pile of laundry so dynamic you'll wonder how it grows so tall in a few days like a self-feeding monster. Or letting go of writing opportunities for my side job which could have added to hundreds of cha-ching cha-ching $$$ by now. Or feeling that I don't have enough time in a day for all the other things I want to do. Maybe I am just born to think up more things than necessary or required for a human being. But I really don't have the making of a super-woman. Just pretty ambitious,. I think.

And I'm ranting.

In a nutshell, I've gone to picnics, birthday parties (what else is new?), target ranges. And oh, I've been to two gun shows this past month and I'm so happy because I always come home with vintage jewelry finds (yes, they sell 'em at gun shows...it's a marketing strategy for the wifeys). My latest find is a cabochon from the 1800s which I started wearing proudly whenever there was a chance to dress up.

Oh, we crashed into a car show after coming out of one gun show and there we also saw hubby's co-worker who's a Ford enthusiast (or a collector?). I really adore his two buttercup-colored Fords (Galaxy is it?). From what I heard, it's set to go in Phoenix auto repair for some water pump and timing belt issues. Nothing that cannot be fixed! Anyhoo, we stayed for a while and took pictures-- of me basically with the favorites (electric blue ford escort woohoo!)...

I'm carried away.

That has been my life so far.

I'm passing by the store tonight to pick up some puff pastry (so I can turn our dinner leftovers last night into something snackable tomorrow). Hubby likes any meaty savory dish wrapped around any dough.

I'm thinking project BOUREKAS for tonight. (In Israel, bourekas are made from puff pastry filled with various fillings)


I'll show you what they are tomorrow.









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It's still funny that one of my most popular and visited posts remains to be "HOW I REINFECTED MYSELF WITH STREP THROAT". There has to be at least 1-3 people stumbling here each week because they Googled the subject.







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DISCLAIMER: I am entitled to my own opinion as you are to yours.

A "$hizz"load alright. I promised myself I won't stoop down to the level, but a woman's gotta say what a woman's gotta say...

Oh, the drama surrounding my husband's family lately...estate, trust and will issues following both parents' demise...ascertaining what legally belongs to who in terms of inheritance. Oh, fralala-schmalooting inheritance. For Pete's sake, it's not even something we all worked hard for, so why have issues over it? 3/4 of the tribe seeks fairness (or whatever is legal even if some people will actually end up getting a bigger portion of the pie...as long as it's deemed legal and appropriate) while a fourth of the tribe, so most people say, are lazy arses waiting for bounty to fall off heaven (or this overused "fruit falling off the tree" cliche) like it's a birth right that entitles them to rely on that alone, instead of working their butts off like every normal people would. Oh anyway, my words are laden with emotions, so pardon moi! I don't know the truth. Sometimes, even if we think we know the truth, we will still be surprised. Benefit of the doubt...

Yes, I've got to pull myself back and not let this crazy hullabaloo drag me down. But I'm only human and getting this out is in fact finally one good favor I owe myself, after all these years of silence (and trying to be an angel of peace, boohoo, hehe), and oh, the most abominable stress I've ever encountered. Anyway, I really don't care about the money. Nor owning anything. Nor what is legal and what's not. We don't bring that to the afterlife anyway. It's not even because I actually have more assets with my own family either, although I do (LOL), and though that most likely makes me care even less about this whole tug-of-war. Especially that I am really not of the bum-kind anyway, nor aspiring to be one, and instead sweating it to earn my own keep. I don't like counting on anything, it will be a shame if I become enslaved and blinded by free money like some people I know -- yes, some people I just met in the last five years or so. I am thankful to my good old family who raised and bred me well enough to be humble and be strongly aware that there are more important things in this life than material stuff.

I would have let all these go without grudges. It's not mine, it's not even from my forefathers. I want to close my eyes on these shenanigans and continue living my own sweet life.

So what again is the problem, you ask?

We are still bombarded with shitspeak coming from the "advantaged" party and their minions, when they've already gotten one over the others. Now, that is a totally different story.

I heard it from the grapevine, so I'm still hoping that this isn't true at all. Benefit of the doubt, you know. There's nothing to lose. Maybe they won't go that low. Hopefully.

I witnessed how my husband promised over his mother's fresh grave during her funeral that he will try his darnedest to keep the family together, as we have always struggled to do even while she was still alive -- something other easy-to-judge people don't even know about (and yes, even if we were in between terribly conflicting, resisting, grinding forces that will give any superhero and villain a run for their money). Superman and the kryptonites? You're dust! Seriously, I remember those days on special occasions when he'd call one party...and the other would say "but who's going to be there?" and vice-versa. As if the decision depended on the answer. It did. It was like something you'd see only on the afternoon telly, I swear. And despite that, he was still pushed to the category of the "non-caring" crud because of misgivings he's done in the past as a young spoiled brat, by some judgmental people particularly by a cousin who shouldn't be poking her nose in this business in the first place.

"You don't know your husband. I know your husband." Uhmmmmm......do you know him now?

So despite being treated quite unfairly, and in such a moment of grief that time at the mom's wake, where you find the mat under your feet suddenly pulled away and rather quite untimely in her Godly attempt to do a group therapy-slash-bandaid of sorts(totally inappropriate, Dr. Shrink, plus, it barely scratched the surface --FYI, the wounds are old -- older than I've been in the family, and they run deep, and oh, shouldn't all "therapists" do intensive intake research first?), we had preferred to remain silent because going head to head with a one-track minded cousin who fits the perfect clinical picture of a case of the "Messiah" complex to boot (read: when one becomes so self-righteous she thinks she's so perfect, playing God oh-my-golly-gee-ain't-that-a-sacrilege... and believes she's the only smart golden child to solve all the worlds' problems by...actually DIVIDING the world, oh-you-should-hear-the-Dr. Phil-slash-Oprah speeches, it's pretty comical how one could bask in the limelight that you could bet there is a pre-written eulogy for each person tucked away in a briefcase somewhere waiting to be used when the person bites the dust)....is an insult to ourselves. My mentor once said, "You can't argue with someone like that". Oh you bet! A lesson I've learned hard in my training back in the day. What a big disappointment. I had originally perceived her as sensible, well-bred, fine and classy, and someone I could associate myself with. Someone I actually looked up to, somehow. I had good words for her. Had. I was wrong. After all these years of observing people, professionally and not, I still get foiled like that. True colors showed amidst the crisis...like Mr. Cookie Monster catching a whiff of the perfect chocolate chip cookie still warm and smelling so good from the oven and ready to be feasted upon. Oh cookie cookie cookie! *in a rough voice* Oh cookie cookie cookie! And thus (so I heard), spending personal time as well in order to dig what she could in order to tear some people in the family down. Instigating a certain "holocaust", head after head after head. Is that the concept of family that one ought to promulgate? I must have been living under a rock as I missed on that lesson while growing up. I was raised not to play God and judgment day with my own kin. But then, that's me...

So, how could one go so LOW and in such bad taste? Is it letting perfection and righteousness get into the head perhaps? They are double-edged swords that can work against you if you don't catch yourself. What a disappointment, nonetheless.

I found my name dragged into the circus as well (which was clearly feasted on by The Messiah herself, oh yippy I do count! harharhar) by being accused of saying bad things about the Messiah's father, the Don Vito Corleone of the mob, and I believe it had to be the doing of another person (another two-faced faux-jeton whose loyalty I discovered is worse than the most-sided polygon in the universe, and who has pretty recently washed her hands, yes, with anti-bacterial soap, Lysol, Clorox and all, right in time to be part of the climax...but I'm not going to waste my already-wasted time further by delving into that). See how convoluted this saga is? One thing I must say though, hey people...I observe and analyze, so I am not entirely clueless about certain matters LOL...oh beyond this silent grin, I am most tickled silly!

I digress.

The point is, people grow up too, you know. Not everyone sees how big my husband's heart actually is. Not everyone, especially those who refuse to see it (sadly, they should have been the ones to see it first). And I'm not saying this because he's my husband. I can see it. I am even ashamed of myself sometimes at how bigger his heart is than mine! It's something I still struggle to emulate at times. Such a big heart, sometimes to a fault, I tell you. To be specific about it -- being nice and kind to the other party (who had the bigger share of the bounty), because first and foremost, their children were endeared to us and we had hoped to promote nothing else but the peace he promised over his dead mother's body. Period. But what happened? We heard from the grapevine that they were misinterpreting it as buttering up aka "kissing a$$" to a point of concluding that we have a hidden motive of trying to get a bigger piece of the pie. A piece of the family house perhaps? Oh hell no. We didn't even think about that. It never even crossed my mind each time we would zealously call and invite their kids over, pick them up or drop them off. Until recently when this news was brought up. We've always done it way before things went to the dogs anyway. (Looking back, you wonder, who instigated all the ugliness? There must be a catalyst somehow, surely not me nor my husband, I'm at peace with that.)

What losers! I wonder who planted that in their minds. The Messiah cousin perhaps? Or a product of their own thinking? Or a collaboration of both?

I understand now.

You see, we all define other people's actions first and foremost by how our own minds work.... it's scientifically called our own "psychological constructs". Unless you're a professional in the mind field who might be knowledgeable of different possible explanations, you'd call to mind the first thing and the first information available to you, and jump into conclusion based on that immediate information from your very own resources. That, my sweet, consists of your very own motives, desires and the very own system your psyche works. By accusing someone that he is a thief, it first reveals that you may be a thief too unless proven otherwise. By accusing someone that he is motivated to get something out by being extra-nice, a.k.a. "kissing a$$ (oh dear, of all things!)....maybe indeed that it is your own modus operandi to begin with. When you think maliciously of somebody, look into yourself, maybe you know because that's how you operate. It takes one to know one. But sorry to disappoint you, not all people share the same motives.

True kindness does exist.

No strings attached.

Just be thankful it's there.
(It's when one's ego is flying so high up in the air that one will think he doesn't need this kindness anymore, oh feet on the ground, oh poor thing)


If you can't live with that, it tells me greatly of how many malevolent plans you have up your sleeve.

True kindness exists. And to me, we've given that with sincerity in our hearts. So looking back, it's not our loss. In fact, it is our gain. Because once again, I'm having my last laugh. Because by judging us wrongly, you betray yourself and reveal the big truth about how your dirty minds actually work. And oh I can see the avenues where you might possibly apply it! I smell the stench!

I still hope I'm wrong though. But I still can't help but let out a hearty guffaw. Boohoohahahhaaahhaha.

Because despite all the pain this has caused us, I am truly having my last laugh, once again.

Seriously, how can you not laugh at a petite satirical and comical
mental image of The Messiah cousin in Hitler garb (Nazi uniform, Swastika, arm band, short square center mustache and all), appealing to greed and sloth to increase German prosperity without requiring Germans to work for it, and thus leading into the Holocaust because confiscating Jewish property seemed to make sense to the greedy -- those are Suzanne Fields' words, by the way).

Or images of all of the concerned in white straitjackets doing the cabbage patch dance.

Or some synchronized dancing to the tune of Michael Jackson's Thriller (RIP, MJ!). Everyone in orange garb, with the letter P on the back, jerking in unison with arms and feet suspended on strings that are tied to a puppeteer's wooden cross. Whose hands are moving them? I leave it to your imagination.

I feel like doing the moonwalk right now!

Hilarious.

Ooops, I'm supposed to be kind.

I still truly respect the parents(+). And The Messiah's parents. They did me no wrong. At least I hope so. So pardon me...

But then again, the comedy never stops.



~ "C"
My take is:

"Live well. Laugh often. Love always.

Think deeply. Live simply. Work hard. Give freely.

Speak gently, speak kindly. Care deeply. Love generously.
Be kind. Be thankful. Be honest. Be loyal. Be fair.

Spread Positivity.

Explore. Help. Listen. Understand. Transcend. Pray.

Play. Laugh as much as you breathe. Love as long as you live."


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~ "C"
Though I am "technically" working in the healthcare field like I've had through most of my working life (which actually satisfies my craving for the regular medical lingo fix that I'm inclined to), it still doesn't completely fulfill some of the "what ifs" of my childhood when I had passing thoughts of wanting to become a doctor or a nurse but not really pursuing it when I was discouraged by many in my family. It's okay, no regrets. And mind you, I wanted them (and now that realization is even stronger) not because of the money, but because I like taking care of sick people and trying to solve their problems (ergo, my clinical exposure in Psychology). So yeah, no regrets. I have always been in healthcare anyway and I think it's been really fulfilling, suited in nursing scrubs or not.

Ah, scrubs clothing! I'm not deranged or anything, but I do wear them...not at work but at home. I like how they feel...almost like pajamas, and they are very very comfortable. They keep me warm under the sheets in the wintertime, and cool just walking around the house in the summer (it's cold downstairs). So when I found cheap scrubs online, I went on a buying frenzy. That way too, I now know how I'd look had I been a doctor or a nurse, sans the stethoscope around the neck though.

It all works out anyway. I have a stress-free deskjob that at this point I wouldn't trade for anything! And I still cough up medical jargon like the stereotype of "smart". Not bad.


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