Guess what? We're still rumbling!

Like the not-so-old days, we're still rumbling!

So we got together Sunday, pre-celebration of Ariane's birthday, and boy was it jam packed!

Now with our own families, it was but a lovely sight to see. :)

We actually came late because the rain started pouring we cannot leave. That's quite risky to do since Zachary's been uber sensitive to existing weather changes. Nonetheless, when we arrived it was Ariane's usual homey and welcoming place we came into.

It was nice seeing the girls most especially Rio. Like our not so distant high school days, we were hanging out crazy nuts.

Yes, those were the days being missed! Ariane's kept the darkest proofs of our puberty-laden senior year pictures. Haha!

Too bad Rose, Richelle and Jeza did not make it. Could've been really nice seeing them girls again. Been a while e.

Like the sweet tooth that we all have, there's plenty of cake and ice cream served. My tonsils later was hurting. 

Now the gathering turned into a family affair, we'd all be looking forward to. :)

See this photo, real cute..

THUGZjr.

That caught you smiling, right! :)

Now who would've thought, we're coming this far; friendship real genuine, should do, anyway!

So this will always call for a repeat, hoping that the clique be made complete! See I'm rhyming darn good, give me credits!

Nonetheless, a shout out to my girl, I wish you all the love in the world!

Now that's another rhyme for you. 

Yes, I am burn out. Now what?

Yes, times like these, they really come.

When all there's left to do is to puke out of things being painfully boring and repetitive.

I remember being overly idealistic in my first ever job interview after college. So I was told by the interviewer. Guess he's just right.

I never thought I'd be this competitive when it comes to my job. But guess what? I'm competitive about everything. I love winning and losing all at the same time.

But of course there will come a time when you feel so used up. Like work has fully taken over you. And it's just extreme exhaustion you're getting. Like you lost the drive to go out of bed and hit the road to the office.

Currently, I am in that.

And I'd like to sit on it for a little more time. To ponder things over and weigh the odds.

Seriously, I have been juggling with the idea about having to move into another direction. You see, family life is one thing I'd like to engage myself into. I have the most wonderful husband and the most adorable kid in the world. I'd like to be spending time with them like always.

That makes it needless to say, but anyway I'm saying, that working over here at Greenhills is eating so much of my time. The time I should be spending home, playing with my boys. That should be lovely!

Does not that qualify as a good burn out excuse?

How about having to deal with persons who do not know what they want accomplished? Who do it like echo ringing things back to your ear as if you did not understand it the first time.

Come on.

We're not deaf, nor idiots.

Give us a break.

I want a break. At least for now.

Maybe a couple of weeks, come the best answered prayer, I''ll call it quits.

Happy Birthday, gorgeous!

Happy Birthday, gorgeous!

So this is the only picture I got of you, like the most recent one, Facebook being blocked, I couldn't grab one of your latest!

Nonetheless, a massive shout out to you, my dear birthday girl!

HAPPY 18th birthday, Potch!

*yelling my lungs out from Greenhills.*

And I couldn't sound all too emotional, you turning into a young lady already. Hahaha.

How time really flies! Now you're 18 already! I wish you the best, because you deserve the best! :)

Own today, it's yah birthday!

Write drunk; edit sober.

Then it hit me.

Haven't drunk in a while. Because first, I don't feel like it, second, I'm so bad with hang overs. Just the thought of it makes me want to puke.

Not that I am asked to explain myself why.

The past few days have really been utterly cruel. And by that, I mean literally. It was with exhaustion that the past week came by me.

I darn hoped I was sipping on some vodka. Or something that would hit me that hard I could spill on my emotions and cry to death.

I couldn't be exaggerating. I feel some slight pinch in the muscle. Wee frown building up. Yes, that could be the most painful moment yet, out staging the C-section I went through a couple of months back.

It's overly amazing how some people find their way real easy on me, being the difficult person that I am. And it's real disgusting how some force themselves on me, their issues, just for the heck of it.

I was often told about me being so particular; about things and people I share myself with. And I find nothing wrong with that, don't get me wrong. I am mistook for being some other person than I'm not.

The thing is, that's not my problem anymore.

And I couldn't give a damn to try and make people like me. It's either you love me or hate me, nothing in between.

See, mediocrity's not a welcome idea.

I can come right into your face and give you the crispest words, yet I can be the be the most engaging person there is.

Maybe it will take a while for some to get a good read of me. Or the idea of me being good simply suck them out, they could quit now.

Oh, poor them.

I still think knowing me is pretty awesome.

I'm everything enticing rolled into one.

Boy Pick-up!

My baby love, Zachary!

Zachary on his 6th month enjoying his first taste of Cerelac. Like a mad baby, he ate with his mouth opened wide! Haha! Kita naman sa kayat around his mouth.

Mommy loves you, Zachary. Every bit of you.

See who's teary-eyed now over a pic of his son eating Cerelac.

Ako na talaga ang maarte!

My GAWD!

D'yer Mak'er

So it's a Led Zeppelin original pala. Off from their 1973 album Houses of the Holy.

I was singing to this Sheryl Crow remake amidst bank reconciliation. And there I was, nodding my head feeling a lot reggae-ish today. Sexy reggae-ish at that.

Well for real, I didn't understand what the title meant. But with Wiki on the side, learned though that this was from an old joke. "My wife's gone to the West Indies." "Jamaica?" ,which sounded close to 'D'you make her'. Guess what, still not clear! Haha!

In 2011, Puddle of Mud did their take of the song too, but that quite didn't appeal much to me, not as much as Blurry does.

Nonetheless, I'd be singing out this song in my head all day.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

You don't have to go, oh, oh, oh, oh..

Maybe louder.

Prepping Kevin Up

Last night I got a text from my uber kurips brother, bugging me to conceptualize on his grad ball attire. His main piece, Papa's red 501 jeans.

Then on, I got into my stylista mode. Hehe. Not that I'm so great about it, it's just that Kevin has always been dependent on my stylistics!

In my mind, I was working on it, spending lunch break researching! Now that's MAD love from me! Settle your bills na so I can push thru with my new line application! You, kurips! Haha!

So, with all the hype there is, I think we'll be working towards this concept.

Since what we have on hand is Papa's red jeans, we need to bag some fine button down shirts, stressing on the neckline and collars. Mahaba pa naman ang leeg mo!

Kevin can either go on black belt and leather shoes or brown belt with topsiders. Well I think the letter will look better on him.

Nonetheless, he has been all ears when I've got something to say in his dressing up! Kapag ganito, masunurin talaga siya!

Teka. Kelan ba ang ball? Tell me so I can come up with an alternative if ever you don't feel like being preppy.

Anyway, congratulations dear brother.

Akalain mo yun. Petiks lang. Highschool graduate na!

Angas mo!  Ikaw na! Haha!

Baby's Day Out!

Zachary's gone grocery! :)

So we went to the grocery Saturday afternoon. And my little boy was quite giddy, his eyes feasted on variety of things he was seeing first.

Maybe, we're going to do this more often, Zachary, me and his dad. :)

Sure he enjoyed his first push cart ride!

We Found Out About You

Zachary in my womb, around 16 weeks old, taken March 30 of last year. :)

No it's not that Gin Blossoms' song.

Today, it's been exactly a year since Jef and I found out about our baby love, Zachary. And we've never felt so blessed since then.

We pray to be the best parents that we can be for him. Because he's simply our ultimate driving force.

And we LOVE him hugely!