Tuesday, March 31, 2009

posted again!

I have posted this drawing before in my other blog (sally's musings) but that's not reason enough why I shouldn't do it here. I love this drawing : )

morning ritual

1. wake up at 5:00 A.M.
2. that bathroom thing
3. have coffee (and biscuits if hungry)
4. I haven't thought of this before: I always look at my reflection in the mirror (hand-held, oval) to check if I look O.K...I tend to have eye bags if I spent too much time at the computer. So I'll be sitting on my bed holding the mirror, and turn left. Why left? Because when I turn right, I would be facing the window and the foliage outside would make my face look greenish. ..so I turn left. I would still look like me but at least not like a creature from Mars or from the set of Twilight.
5. breakfast (and more coffee : (
6. dress for office
7. actually, there's no number 7...at the office, there's no way of knowing what happens next...what with talented techies and smart ideas bumping like protons gone wild...no, just kidding... it's true about the first one though.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Books and bookmarks

You never quit on books...you may stop reading for days or months but you always come back to it. The good part of not reading books for a long time is that you treat each of your favorite as if new..even if you knew exactly how a story ends, reading it from the beginning, chapter after chapter, is like opening doors and finding what's inside and thrill you the second.. third time around. Sometimes you'll find a page with a bookmark which could be anything-a folded table napkin, a bus ticket, a photograph, a feather..anything that marks a page as favorite or where you stopped. And then memories come crawling back.

I found one bookmark as I read Alone by Rod McKuen. It was a poem which I wrote years ago on a notebook page...and (don't laugh at me now) it goes like this:

the hills are calling
i hear it in the wind
and smell it in wafts of ylangylang blooms...
somewhere at the foot of the hills
awaits someone

I didn't write it for someone special..I was just smitten by Rod McKuen's poems and tried to write one...

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Blogging, anyone?

Seems like everybody's blogging here. Meme has Memerdz, Junrey has myITworld, Dalareich has Beauty, Tej has her Techie Blues and Tere with Inkcode. (I could fill this space with blogsites but don't worry. I won't.) And all because someone started it, the rest of us followed. But somehow, Inday Jo's Meant to be Treasured got most of the "clicks"...

P.S. By the way, this post is really about making links. Thanks to Jojo. He made it really sound so simple when he taught me how.

Thursday, February 26, 2009


I had a different topic in mind for this post but as I sat down to write, I suddenly felt like I've been in this situation before...like a deja vu. Although it was a fleeting thing, I knew what I felt..I was thrilled and elated..but as I've said, it was fleeting and was gone quickly. So now I'm pissed off.

It has been so long since I felt as if I'm on to something exciting...that what I do is what I felt like doing or that listening to my favorite songs is all that matters. But then I grew up and reality came around.

But, hey! Come to think of it... I'm beginning to look forward to another blogging day!

never too old for blogs

Last night I spent four hours looking for blogs to follow. It's interesting to note that most of the blogs I like were written by mature women. Their posts are well thought of and absorbing and their photos are amazingly beautiful. I don't have to explain further why I like their blogs, do I?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My Bohol

Bohol is famous for its many tourist spots. The Chocolate Hills, the beach resorts of Panglao Island and Anda, the centuries old churches like the one in the town of Baclayon, and Loboc River are just a few of the many interesting places to go. It is also the home of the tarsiers.

There's a lot you can do here: island hopping, whale and dolphin watching, snorkeling, scuba diving, kayaking or if you want, have a boat ride just using a paddle on a bigiw - a slender native boat. Or you stay in one of our mountain resorts, many of which have swimming pools watered by mountain springs. There are also shopping malls, movie houses, cafes, restaurants. In fact, I think Bohol has everything that tourists might want to experience. It's interesting to note that not so long ago, many people didn't know where Bohol is...even Filipinos. I remember watching TV, waiting for the weather updates. Bohol was not mentioned. But now, this island has become a hideaway for the Filipino celebrities. Many would come incognito - although rest assured, Boholanos stay cool even if they sit shoulder to shoulder with Cesar Montano or Martin Nievera who recently had a 3 hour concert in Panglao Island Resort who commented that he doesn't need a bodyguard in Bohol. "Or", he said (jokingly), " they just don't like me." I don't know about that...but he had to sing three more songs..the audience didnt leave... and what an encore.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Five baby birds and a mama

Special moments for me are those that come unexpected though I must say not all that come unexpected are special. But this one is: It was about six in the evening. The sun had set but the sky was still tangerine and it held for a few minutes more. I stood in the quiet for a while enjoying the view, smelling the waft of blooming ilang-ilang in the breeze, taking it all in. It was enough to make my day. Then a hummingbird suddenly flew down from nowhere and perched on a twig somewhere near, making noise that could mean a scolding or a warning. It was quite different from what we usually hear in the morning when their calls are sweet and far between. I heard a baby bird call getting louder while the mama continued making a racket, perching from twig to twig. Then it stopped. There was a soft chirping and then there were more. I carefully moved towards the sound for it was getting dark and I didn't want to scare the birds. Then the moon appeared (it was full and yellow!) and there, perched side by side, were five baby birds and a mama, backlighted by the moon.