10 P.M. snacks: shrimp pesto pizza

after the verdict for the pepperoni and cheese pizza was handed down, the "young master" is still craving for some other flavors... he wants something different, something that will excite his taste buds, something that will inspire his dreams... (hirap naman maging nanay! haaay...) so, the following night, i again prepared some pizzas for him.

here is what i came up with:

Shrimp Pesto Pizza with extra cheese and grated garlic

The aromatic scent of the garlic teased his taste buds. D loves garlic, so there, the "young master" liked the taste... Ooops, actually, he loved the combination so well that he requested another 4 pizzas for his breakfast the following day... ;)

It's a bit tedious preparing the snacks but it's all worth it! "Anything for my "young master," the slave thought so submissively.

Hahaha! ;)

10 P.M. snacks

Lately, D has been requesting for some 10 P.M. snacks. His appetite seems to grow by the day. Judging from his physique now, stress seems to be a good appetite booster.

So, what should a loving mother gotta do? Of course, prepare something special for the "young master." (this is a running joke in our fam, we tease him as our young master and we, as his ever diligent slaves... hmmm, and, he seems to enjoy the it so well!)

The other night, i was inspired to prepare some mini pizzas for him... Yum! Yum!;)

Pepperoni and Cheese pizza

D, said the pizzas tasted good... But, he wants something gourmet...

Haha! mag-request ba? ;)

Diwa's birthday party

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIWA! ;)

where's the cake? (Diwa with Mommy Cherry, Daddy Rowel, and bro Jacob)

ice cream men!

ice cream ladies!

with the birthday girl! (cherrie, me, jen, and cherry)

beautiful mommies!


thanks, Diwa, for inviting us... We had fun! until your next birthday!

God bless you!

inspiration, yes; a saint, no!

In my opinion...

I am totally in favor of having President Cory as an inspiration to bring the best in every Filipino, but making her a saint, in my opinion, is too much. I think we have a problem here.

A lot of Cory supporters have been clamoring on making her a saint, some have even suggested that we pray to her. Hello! I have nothing against my Cabalen. In fact, I am encouraged to become a better Filipino because of the love she has shown for our country. But, don't you think that elevating her status to that of a saint, thus eventually praying to her, would be acceptable in heaven? Have you thought of her own opinion on this matter? Would she even entertain the idea of becoming a saint?

God, I believe is the Only One to whom we should pray to. No one else should we direct our supplications other than God. There are 3 important facts. Only God is:
a) Omnipresent - that is, God is everywhere and is present at all times. He is present here in my room as well as in the place where you are right now.
b) Omniscient- that is, God is all-knowing. He knows your business. He knows your secrets. He knows your prayers even before you speak of them.
c) Omnipotent - that is, God has unlimited power. He is almighty. He can do anything.

Until the day when my Cabalen becomes these 3, elevating her in the same level as God will just be an illusion. And I won't wait for that day to come. In my heart there is only one God. And, it is only to Him that we should pray to and it is only through Him that we receive anwers to our prayers.

no less than tofu

Spicy Tofu in Black Bean Garlic Sauce

Constant leafing through pages of various food magazines inspired me to whip up a simple yet tasty dish – Spicy Tofu in Black Bean Garlic Sauce. The ingredients are easily available in the supermarket and it’s cooked in no time. My first attempt was a success judging from the clean plates left on the table.

A friend asked me if I follow recipes to the letter. I don’t, honestly. I think recipes are there to guide and inspire you but the final dish should always be according to your taste. Baking is another matter, ok. By the way, I don’t measure ingredients. As Rachel Ray would often say, “Just eyeball it!” And, that’s what I do ever since I started experimenting in the kitchen.

I still have half of the firm tofu soaking in water. I have no idea yet if it will turn into another delish dish.

Wait and taste…;)

the Queen we never had

a sea of yellow dedicated to a woman who made yellow as meaningful as freedom

Last Wednesday, the heavy rains prevented us from going to Manila Cathedral to view President Cory's remains. We decided to visit her house in Times St. instead. We offered yellow flowers but we're unable to light the candles because the rain just won't allow us. We came very early in the morning, anticipating the heavy crowd that may troop the place. As soon as we stepped out of the car, one can feel the grief of her loss but I felt an instant outpouring of love as manifested by an abundance of yellow and white flowers, notes of thank you, and people offering their time to stop by and say a little prayer for her soul.

D trying to light a candle infront of Tita Cory's Times St. residence

A lot has been said and written about her, most of which are positive notes about her life, her work, her passions, and her dedication to preserve the democracy of our beloved country. Tita Cory, in my opinion, is a selfless person, always willing to let her and her family's interest take the backseat in favor of national interests. Can there be another Cory in the making in our lifetime? Oh, I really hope so.

I also hope that her legacy and that of Ninoy's will remain inscribe in our hearts so that we will not be threatened by whoever sits at the throne of power.

Paalam po, Tita Cory, hanggang sa muling pagkikita!

hail to the king of pop

I am not into idolizing artists and celebrities but Michael Jackson is an exception. Last night, I was literally moved to tears (and I think the world did as well) while watching his public memorial. A lot of good and kind words were spoken by his family and friends. A lot of singing was heard. It was a show celebrating the life and work of MJ.

I just realized that MJ's songs contain deep messages that we need to ponder upon. Yes, one can easily be entranced by his angelic voice or by his graceful moves that the song's message is completely abandoned. The lyrics of Man in the Mirror opened my eyes to a new level of self realization. The song talks about change. CHANGE that should start in us and within us. This is a tall order for a lot of us but then we need to try and start in small and baby-step ways, then probably, the man on the street will take notice and heed MJ's call.

I wish and pray that this emotion felt by the world is not fleeting and that it will carry on even when MJ has long been put to rest. I hope the messages of his songs will continually give inspiration that will cause us to effect the change we crave for.

I like what the Pastor said on his closing prayers: "Let us celebrate our uniqueness and respect our differences.." We are people who constantly seek for happiness, for change, for peace.. What should we do about it?

The time has come for MJ to exit this imperfect world and enter the perfect world of God. He can sing and dance with all his might and nobody will disturb him, probably, only the angels, who will sing with him in the chorus of his new and perfect life.

The King of Pop has bowed down on his knees to the King of all Kings... ;) peace!

i think i'm fine now

I have written about D moving out of our room to the comforts of his own room. Exactly six days after my post, he told me that he's ready to sleep in his "own bedroom." What can a mother do but give in, right? The newly furnished bedroom needs to serve its purpose.

Last night before i went to sleep, I checked on him as I always do everynight. I don't know what's got into to me again that I wanted him to sleep on our room again. I think I miss him. I think I miss his snoring. I think I miss our "kulitan" before lights are off. Weird isn't it? So, last night, I spent a little time with him in his bedroom... probing and confirming his activities in the recent days. D is a patient young man. He bears with my questioning. He doesn't complain at all. He is not irritated by my comments.

Seeing him comfortable in the four corners of his room makes my heart glad. it was really time for me to respect his privacy eventhough the idea leaves slivers of pain in my being.

I think I'm fine now. And I thank God for it. ;)

D survived his first week

Ha! D survived his first week in Pisay, from waking up early to sleeping late at night, he seems fine with the schedule so far. D said he gained a network of new friends. His teachers are nice and kind.

Once, he got lost looking for the library, but he said its fine with him and he added that he is optimistic that soon he'll familiarize himself with his new surrounding. Hmmm, very positive outlook, eh?

Hopefully, in the days to come, all will work out just fine, of course, with God's big help!;)

ready or not?

Finally today is THE day when D is moving out from our bedroom to his own sanctuary after 13 years and 11 days of sleeping with us. Several times have I asked him if his ready to move out or not but his constant answer is a plain and simple, "Yes, Mama, I'm ready!" Ouch!

You see, D is an only child, thus consequently, I cannot bear to have him sleep in another room. I don't know but I just feel safe and peaceful if I see him sleeping in our bedroom.

The furniture-maker just delivered a nice custom-made bedframe; the bed foam is thick and comfy and the beddings all starched and scented; the black out curtain is hung; the faint smell of paint still lingers inside the bedroom; i guess, it's time...

"I'll get used to the idea, eventually," is all I can say to myself. Hahaha! I am having some dramatic moments again. I could feel the lump in my throat and my eyes are heavy with tears... If only hubby can see me now...hahaha! But honestly, Im sad. My baby is all grown-up. No matter how I try to freeze time, it ain't gonna happen. Reality hurts.

So, i guess, the question of being ready or not is truly for me and I should answer it with enough courage and confidence...

Hard as it is, my reply will always be, "No, I'm not yet ready."

25 years and Counting

Exactly 3 days before the Grand Reunion of Batch '84, typhoon Emong inched its way to Philippine Area of Responsibility, targetting Northern and Central Luzon with gusty winds and torrential rains. Signal number 3 was hoisted over Tarlac, the venue for the BAGETS’ most anticipated reunion.

"This isn't happening," I calmly told myself. Of all days, why did it have to be in the week when all the logistics for the reunion are nearly completed? I readied myself for a cancellation because I thought many of our batchmates may not be able to come because of the typhoon. But then, miracles do happen. The typhoon made a landfall on Thursday evening, a few hours earlier than what PAGASA predicted, which was Friday morning. The rain poured hard but it wasn't catastrophic. "God is on the BAGETS' side," I thought thankfully.

Although it was a bit cloudy that morning of Saturday, it did not dampen the spirits of the BAGETS to go on with the celebration as planned. The reunion kicked off with a mass which was immediately followed by a motorcade. Vehicles were decorated with white and red balloons and posters announcing Batch ’84 Silver Jubilee. Every BAGETS came in their fiery red batch shirt.

Back at the Bulwagan ng mga Gobernador, Darwin, on behalf of Crispin, our class valedictorian, formally opened the program with his short welcome remarks. He was then followed by two of our teachers, Sir Lacsina and Madam Salisi, who graciously spoke kind words about our batch.

Perhaps one of the most touching moments in the program was when everybody stood up to sing, "THS alma dear, list to our song of cheer, echoing from the campus, loud and clear...." The song brought a lot of happy high school memories. Soon, tears welled up in the eyes of some of our batchmates. It was truly a very nostalgic moment.

Twenty-five years definitely ushered some changes in the way we remember people. (I’m talking about some memory lapses here people! Hahaha!) Often times, you remember the faces but not the names. No matter how hard you try, you just don’t seem to arrive at the exact combination of a face and a name. Good thing, everyone representing a particular section went in front to get formally recognized. Now, wasn’t this a good idea especially for us suffering from a temporary mental gap. Hahaha! Cameras flashed and videos kept rolling practically the whole time.

The dance medley by Paz, Jinky, Weng L., Weng A., Cris, Lina, and the other girls (I’m so desperate to recall names) together with Jojo, Jun, Nick, Beto, and the other boys (and again!) literally brought the house down. The groovin’ and shakin’ made the rest of us clamor for more dancing as the tunes caused everyone to travel down the memory lane once more.

Lunch was a breeze. The “bulwagan” was buzzing with BAGETS updating one another with what’s current with their lives while at the same time, old photographs were flashing on the large screen. Oh, how funny it was to see the “then” photos! Time has changed and so our looks… hey, we aged more gorgeously (both the ladies and gentlemen), no?!

The afternoon went by without a hitch with the BAGETS playing one game after another. We had a good doze of laughter as the boys tried their very best to win over the girls in our Reverse Charade game. As expected, the girls won! Yipee! There were gifts galore for all the game winners as well as raffle prizes for the rest of us. Also, our dependable organizers still managed to get each one a plate souvenir. Lovely…

While all these were taking place, our global BAGETS, Nhay, Lucy, Beng, Nards, and Dan were all tuned in via internet. They all defied the time difference. Nhay and Lucy were also in red shirts. Now, that’s what you call extreme cooperation. Thanks to all of you for staying up really really late. We owe you bigtime!

Tess reported to the BAGETS about the plans and programs our batch wish to accomplish while Sting thanked all those who helped in organizing. I particularly like what he said, “Twenty five years after graduation, all of us have matured one way or another. We should look at each other as one big solid batch ’84 and not as people belonging to a certain section.” Wow, this is so true!
Finally, it was time to bid goodbye to all of our friends. Singing the THS Farewell Song was a fitting end to a momentous day. A lot of us still lingered until it was already past our appointed time. No one wants to part ways. Maybe on our 30th year, the celebrations will extend until the next day.

I heard one saying that our Silver Jubilee was a SUCCESS! We owe this to the organizing committee headed by the ever dependable Cristina, Jojo, Pykes, Paz, Jinky, Wena M., Weng L., Ana, Lina and a lot of beautiful people who opened their homes to accommodate the weekly meetings. And, let us not forget our global BAGETS headed by Nhay (also the owner/creator of our Yahoo Group), Luz, Beng, Nena, Rachel, Jina (who flew in from Singapore just to celebrate with us, bongga!), Leah (our adopted BAGETS because she came from another school) Dan, Noel (McBu), Nards, and Tanay who went out of their way to send their contributions… A big THANKS to all of you! Also, my heart swells with gratitude to some of our local BAGETS (you know who you are) who did not hesitate to give more than what was asked of them… Your thoughtfulness is contagious… Hats off to you, guys!

JOB WELL DONE! CONGRATULATIONS, TO ALL BAGETS WHO IN SMALL OR BIG WAY HAVE EXTENDED A WARM HAND IN MAKING OUR SILVER JUBILEE A SUCCESS!

Let’s already plan for our Pearl Anniversary… Don’t get tired, please... And, hey, I’m so looking forward to seeing you all again soon. ♥♥♥

zip-zip-zip

our visit to Tagaytay last February was a blast.

we had loads of fun and laughter. our gang was composed of wacky people.

our tummies were filled with food and gas. oh, what a day it was!

with Jay, LAM, D, hubby, mrshomemaker, tita O, Jay, & Juno

hubby, D, & Juno waiting for their turn to get zipped!

take note of D's facial expression... totally freaked out,

a completely different reaction from hubby's naughty grin.

D shouted at the top of his lungs while doing the ZIP!

to hubby's delight, finally, D enjoyed the ride! it was definitely the highlight of our day!

Lam and I at the Bag of Beans to get our cinammon fix.

Just like D, maybe on our next visit,

i'll carry enough guts to get whisked from end to end of the ZIP.

and, maybe it will just be a breeze... hahaha! ;]

May the force of the higher heavens fly with me.

L-♥-V-E

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

No one falls in love by choice,

it is by CHANCE.

No one stays in love by chance,

it is by WORK.

and,

No one falls out of love by chance,

it is by CHOICE.

♥♥ ♥♥ ♥♥

--anonymous--

D's candlelight dinner

A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

it was raining hard that afternoon of March 27... the torrential rains flooded the streets so quickly that I worried that the candlelight dinner for D's graduating class might be cancelled.. oh, it will break D's heart, for sure. I think the children bombarded God with all sorts of prayer requests so the rain will stop pouring... God yielded sooner than I expected because the rain stopped and soon the streets were free of water again. What a relief it must be for the children! God is certainly good.

the candlelight dinner is a school event done to give honor and thanksgiving to the parents of the graduating class. it is sponsored by the school and it's a strictly formal affair.

the children were all agog with the night's activity because D's cellphone didn't stop from beeping practically the whole day... clasmmates texting: the attire to wear, the time to be at the chosen venue, etc. etc.. it was understandable though, even I was excited on how will the night start and end.

true enough, families came in full their full regalia... the boys all looked dapper and polished while the girls were styled to perfection... what a glorious sight to behold!... i was keeping back my tears (only because i don't want my black mascara to trickle down my lovely face! hahaha =>)... but seriously, these children literally grew in front of me... from chubby little tots to handsome and lovely tweens...

the night started with a program... all the children, one by one, went up the stage, to personally give thanks to their parents... each speech was so moving... i shed a tear inside my heart... then, a hearty dinner was served... the evening's repast left everybody filled and satified... teachers of the children gave precious advices... we were serenaded by alina's mom and dad with their beautiful rendition of lea salonga's "What A Journey It Has Been" .... then, ella's dad offered a toast to the graduates... and it was soon followed by bro J, pop of JM, who gave a speech on behalf of the parents... and then, the highlight of the evening - lighting of the candle - afterwhich, both parents and children read a commitment piece...

every moment was so worthy to capture and every move was so compelling... if only we can freeze time...

the night ended with more cameras chronicling every poses and smiles... check out our pics ;)

running is fun

Yes, it was the first Saturday of March when we gathered at UP Diliman Oval to participate in the first TLT Family Fun Run.. The weather cooperated with our mission. The sun was out but it wasn't that hot. Families came in their full sporty apparel.

T.Joey, who was celebrating his birthday on that day, urged everybody to join in the warm-up exercises... So there, a little bending here and two small jumping jacks there got us all going.

After praying for a safe run, we all positioned ourselves on the starting line. As soon as T. Joey said, "GO!," off we went.. All were ready to conquer the 3K run.

The family that runs together, finishes LAST together... whew! that was hard... gatorade, vit H2O, iced mocca.... please... ;)

My super-friend Che A. crossed the finish line with just a little sweat... I'm proud of you, girl!

Running is healthy, so,

run, run, run... it's fun! ;)

drama queen

It was a rollercoaster of emotions for the month of March. I was in a retrospection mode awhile ago and it hit me. I was truly, deeply, madly emotional last month.. Hahaha... I didn't know that I was capable of becoming a drama queen... and i think, i have a future in the tears production department. But on second thoughts, I'd rather be assigned to the make-me-laugh department because I find it easy to laugh than to cry.

Maybe you are wondering why i was in a drama. Sorry, I am not telling. Only two people were fortunate enough to know the real score. I literally shed buckets of tears and I spent four crazy nights forcing the blackout curtains to let the outside light pass through them. Crazy, ludicrous, absurd, whatever you wish to call it, but hey, I was feeling the feelings that time so I allowed myself to wallow in hopelessness.

Looking back now, I say... yes, it was a rare episode of complete and utter foolishness. But, why do we subject ourselves to such silliness? Why do we adversely react to a situation when we don't know the whole story? Well, in my recent experience, I didn't have the time to process events, people, and things. I was so engrossed with things that I forgot to become rational. Unfounded worries got the best of me. So, there, I succumb to the pressure of the situation. I cried day and night...

I later learned that my hypotheses were all without basis. I was so blinded to believe that the fate of one is basically the same as the next person beside him. I did not trust completely. I was consumed with all the negative things hanging inside my head. All the what ifs and buts filled my body and soul. I did not put my trust on The One who is in control of everything. Wrong perspective, I belatedly admitted.

I do not wish this to happen to anyone... but then again, I may wish to go through the same experience, if only to gain a heart of wisdom...

Cry your heart out if the moment calls for it, and laugh out loud while you still can. Life is short, enjoy it. ;)

the force of the blogging universe

I always hear myself saying, "you should blog this, you should blog that," yet I can't even drag myself to open my PC... The earlier I should admit that my brain also took a summer break, may probably lessen the guilt I always feel whenever I remember special events that happened recently.

Yes, D has already graduated. He has celebrated with his friends and teachers. He has attended the school retreat. He is already enrolled to his chosen high school. And, he is done with his summer basketball clinic... while, me.. I'm still stuck with second week of March and April is already ending...

Ya, I know, I have a lot of catching up to do... I just wish that the force of the blogging universe is stronger than the utterly irresistible call of my 6 pillows... Apparently, I always give in to the latter.

See you.... ZzzzzzZzZzzz =)

running is really fun

more pictures before, during, and after the TLT fun run...

The Rosario Bus Boys with T. francie


with Lala, Janah, Maricel, and Francine (sorry, i forgot the name of the mom in brown dress)

D and JM with T. Francie, Swithrt, and Bro J (mom n pop of JM)

D strongly finishing the race in 4th place. Not bad for a first-timer, eh!

Botak ---- meaning? pabalik ang takbo ni papa... ay..ay.. kaya pala sa cam sya nakaharap!!!

Run, Josh, run! i love this boy!;)

trying hard... copy cats... hahaha!;)

it's PISAY after all

After all that is said and done, D has finally decided... its Philippine Science High School he chose.

We trust his decision and we shall support him all the way... May God continuously bless him in all his undertakings... and i hope that D will always be reminded of the reason why God placed him there... When the going gets tough, I pray that D would always find refuge in the comfort that God provides.

Pray, pray, and pray... D needs lots of prayers as he embarks on his new journey...

God bless you, my beloved son!

Around the Table: Allowing D to Decide

Yesterday's breakfast was a time to listen, contemplate, and learn for the three of us. It has been two weeks since we learned that D has passed both Philippine Science High School and Ateneo de Manila University. The big question now is --- Where will he study?

Hubby and I told D to decide on his own because we don't want to impose any school on him. We thought that this might be a better alternative than us deciding for him. We want him to study in the school of his choice and not our's.

Are we subjecting him to a slow torture (since he's only twelve)? We believe not. We trust his judgement. We will support his decision all the way. Going to High School is a totally different ball game all together. And, we believe that this is the best time to equip him with his decision-making skills.

As of the moment, he has shown some preference over one school. This is a result of the many little talks we had, advices he got from true and trusted friends, and most important of all, from his talk with God. D has been earnestly praying for God's will on him.

Once he's finally settled with his decision, hubby and I will be by his side, supporting him in every way possible. And, we will promise never to blame him when the going gets tough.

Our simple prayer: For God to guide D all throughout this exercise. That God's decision will reign in his heart... "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the PEACE of GOD, which trancends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:6-7)

Amen! ;)

your kindness counts

I brought D to school today. D and his class are putting together a class newspaper tomorrow. They need advertisers to fund the printing of the paper today.

Having no one to turn to for the advertisements, I asked some mommy-friends if they are willing to advertise or be sponsors of the paper. Yes, all of them are homemakers like me; no company or office to advertise, yet, without any second thoughts, all of them agreed to. I was quite speechless of their generosity.

Thank You!

I really appreciate you,

Your helpful, giving ways,

And how your generous heart

Your unselfishness displays.
I thank you for your kindness,

I will not soon forget;

You’re one of the nicest peopleI have ever met.

By Joanna Fuchs

A simple thank you poem for all the moms (Cherry, Janet, Jen, Karen, Lala, Mommy Nora, and 'Te Vangie) who willingly became advertisers of THE LAUAN BULLETIN. Truly, your kindness counts. May God return the favor to you a thousand fold. Thanks, over and over again. ;)

intro to Around the Table series

In a small house such as ours, it is rather difficult to gather the three of us to sit down and talk. We always manage to get occupied with our own little concerns. And, it is only during mealtimes, when we are all forced to sit together, enjoy what’s on the table, and then, we can begin to talk about anything we could think of. Sometimes, the stories are funny. Sometimes, they are sad. Sometimes, the stories are replaced by lengthy homilies (delivered by the head of our family). Still, other times, we sit and eat quietly, like we are strangers to each other.

Serious family matters, either concerning us (hubby and I) or D alone, are always taken up during mealtimes --- around the dining table --- and never in the bedroom or anywhere else in the house. Seemingly, the food becomes the cushion especially when the talks are becoming rather lengthy than expected.

In our household, members are allowed to say their piece. D can ventilate his feelings, his opinions, his arguments… In the same manner, hubby and I can deliberate on the subject being discussed. We also correct each other reasonably. Kindness is expressed when your love one corrects you.

In my next posts, I’ll be writing about the things our family has talked about. I’ll be sharing our experiences, our grievances, our decisions, our stories…. in a series I will call, Around the Table.

Yup, you guessed it right, everything that is said and done around our squarish table.... ;)

a beautiful problem

It was last friday when we learned that D passed the qualifying entrance test for Philippine Science High School. He is now qualified to enroll should he decides to.

We are still waiting for the confirmation if D also made it to the Ateneo de Manila University -High School Dept. If he makes it, he, then, has the option to enroll as well.

What a beautiful problem we might face!

We, as a family, should really pray about it. We need God's wisdom on this. We want to hear right from God. D is our only child and of course, we only want what's best for him. We want him to learn and experience a lot but not to the extent of sacrificing his joy for the things he loves doing.

Friends, please include us in your prayers. ;)

simply Faithful

I am amazed by God’s faithfulness. I have accepted God as my Lord and Savior for more than a decade now yet there are plenty of moments when I fall short of His expectations on me as a Christian. I have a lot to learn, a lot of things to practice, a lot of ways to change…

Sometimes, I envy friends or people in church who seem to walk faithfully with God. But then, God instantly corrects me. I should not be envious of others, instead, I should make them my godly role models and draw inspiration from their lives.

God deals with us accordingly. He knows exactly in what areas we are lacking. Almost always, when God wants to teach us something, He presents us with a situation (sometimes a difficult one) where we can learn something valuable.

I believe that I am a work in progress, like many of us are. I am completely dependent on God and His perfect plan for me. I may not know what the future brings but God knows. God is simply faithful. Whatever shortcomings I have, I know He will not stop until I am molded into the image He sees fit.

To God be the glory! ;)

lazy january

I am guilty, yes, I really am!

My trusty computer caught a virus and it took ages before it was healed. It had to be reformatted several times before I can confidently use it again. I am afraid that saved files might get corrupted. Thanks to my bro-in-law who patiently, like a doctor, administered the curing meds. Now, I am back with a smile on my face... I missed posting... Got a lot of issues and pictures to post. I just hope I can remember all.

So starting tomorrow and onwards, I hope to be a diligent blogger.

Wait for my posts... Tomorrow! ;)

happy new year

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!

PEACE TO ALL!