Did you know that the last Monday of January is annual Bubble Wrap Day? I missed it by eight hours, but it’s not too late to celebrate by sharing this video with you guys! Happy Slip’s tips are funny and practical. I particularly like the line your crisper with bubble wrap tip. I just don’t know if the bubble wrap will make it to the refrigerator intact. Must. pop. bubbles.
So thanks for making my morning better, Happy Slip, even if I didn’t have any bubble wrap with me right now. Must. search. for. bubble. wrap.
And, uh, Christine? Where’d you get all the bubble wrap you used for your shoot? That’s enough to make anyone go bubble wrap crazeh!
I have a snack box on my office shelf. It’s a little plastic container that contains chewy candies, different kinds of chocolate, gum, a small pack of cereal, and just this morning, three pieces of fruit bread. It’s my go-to box for energy. True, the sugar doesn’t sustain my energy that long, but it helps perk me up especially after lunch.
Lucky you, coffee drinkers. I miss coffee. I cut down on coffee when I was pregnant, and still don’t drink much of it now that I’m breastfeeding. I have a one-coffee-a-week thing for myself, and reserve that reward for the most dire of situations. Or if I’m offered a cup of coffee during a meeting and I simply can’t refuse.
Other things that help recharge me: a walk up the stairs. Instead of taking the elevator, I take the stairs to get in and out of our office. It wakes me up and in the long-term, will be friendly on my waistline too.
Then there’s the brush-your-teeth-for-no-reason reason. Even if I hadn’t eaten anything, the minty break wakes me up and I go back to my desk cool and refreshed. Well at least my breath is.
What do you do to recharge yourself during the workday? Tips must appreciated. Happy Monday!
So is my baby going to hang out with girls at home when I’m at the office? Heehee. My sister took this picture while I was at work. Timmy’s practicing his moves on my Aunt’s doll, methinks. His bib adds extra charm.
But er, no, baby, I don’t think licking another baby’s head is a particularly smooth move.
Maybe Daddy can teach you some when you’re older. MUCH older. I want to be your only girl for now.
Happy weekend everyone! What have you got planned?
Reality meets fantasy. My lunch hour was spent pumping milk & looking through New York City real estate. I always dreamed of being a Mom so now who knows when I’ll be living in New York?
Get me out of this black hole. Okay, maybe not just yet. My friends have said it’s evil, and now I understand why. Tumblr‘s like a fun, massive black hole. I say it’s a good source of pop culture. If you’re tumbling about, let me know. My tumblr’s called Macaroni and Serendipity. And feel free to ask me stuff.
“by the time I got good with things other people were into something else.” So goes the opening line of one of my favorite poems. I’ve been re-reading this Charles Bukowski poem and the comments on the entry. It got me thinking that we’ll always be lagging behind on something, ‘no? Perhaps it’s not because we’re dissatisfied with where we are. Maybe it’s more of we’re always aspiring for something else, something better for ourselves and so we have that impression of ourselves as being left behind, being not quite there yet. It’s all a matter of perspective, yes. But when I’m feeling like I just can’t catch up with others or with the dreams I have for myself and my family, I go back to this poem. It gives me hope.
And speaking of hope: my son, my chunky ball of love. It was about a year ago today that H & I announced to family we were expecting a baby. My Dad said it was his best birthday ever. A year later, he’s holding his best birthday present ever in his arms. Timmy’s just one big ball of love, love, love. He’s turning 5 months old tomorrow! My chunky little one is growing up so fast. I haven’t even gotten his baby scrapbook together yet. Yowza.
Timmy and his funny antics. He loves playing with “the baby in the mirror.” Sometimes he smiles sweetly. Other times he pulls a silly expression like this one that cracks me up. Every time I remember this face of his I just feel tons better.
It looks like it’s going to be one hell of a busy week. I can’t wait for the weekend again. Let’s all take deep breaths and take this week day by day!
This attraction has led me to dig up old chick lit books situated in New York. To read New York blogs. Ask friends about their New York experiences. Devour Daily Candy’s New York section. Lap up New York Magazine. Look through New York real estate online. Review movies set in New York like “Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist” and “Serendipity.” Listen to Jay Z and Alicia Keys’ “Empire State of Mind” on loop. Watch “How I Met Your Mother” over and over. I’m now thinking of re-watching “Top Chef: New York,” even though I wasn’t too fond of that season.
I’m not quite sure what triggered this fascination, but I’m hooked on reading about the city. It may just be a passing fancy. I’ve never been to New York. There’s a romance to New York that I want to understand, maybe someday.
Yes. Maybe someday.
What’s your New York story? Indulge me with your stories please while I live vicariously through them. Here’s something to put you in an Empire state of mind too.
Timmy looks like he’s giving orders in this picture. “Mommy, get me my shoes!” “Daddy, hand me my rattle!” Then Mommy and Daddy would hurriedly grab whatever the baby’s asking for and rush to satisfy the little king.
Nah, it’s not that way at all. Timmy has been a wonderful angel. His disposition is very warm and cheery. He loves interacting with people and is very sociable. (I guess he didn’t inherit any of my anti-social genes, hehe.) His grandparents and caretakers by day, Nonno and Nonna, have no complaints about the baby. Their only trouble is carrying Timmy in their arms though because he’s so heavy! Well, that’s a good thing for the baby but a bad thing for grandparents’ backs.
I guess I can say I’ve gotten into the groove of motherhood, chores and all. Doing the baby’s laundry is a breeze. Sterilizing his bottles is a routine. Pumping milk is still achievable. Getting him to drink his vitamins is not a problem. Lulling him to sleep isn’t difficult. Bathing him is no longer a pain! He now LOVES baths! Entertaining and educating him is a joy. It’s blissful because Timmy is well-behaved, and my family helps a lot in raising him. I’m very thankful for that. Balancing motherhood with work has been alright as well, time management being key to that.
Timmy’s tricks so far: Grasping stuff (mostly hair and ears of whoever’s carrying him). Squealing and babbling up a storm. Responding a LOT when he’s being read to. We can already tell he loves books. Yey! And his most recent milestone: Rolling over! Right now he’s learning how to push his butt up with his legs — the first step to learning how to crawl!
Soon he’ll be pulling himself up on the sides of his crib. Then he’ll be walking. Then running. What!! Time flies so fast! I better enjoy this bundle of cuteness and hug him all I can while he can’t crawl or run away from me just yet.
When I was still in school, I’d prepare my clothes the night before to save on time the following morning. After all, wouldn’t it be better to take in a couple more minutes of snooze time in place of the minutes having to decide what to wear?
So by the closet door hung my uniform, undies, socks and school shoes. In the uniform pocket was my handkerchief. On my vanity table were the accessories I’d wear with it. Ready, set, go to school!
Cut to Mommyhood. Mornings with the baby can be chaotic. Because of mid-morning feedings, I’d hit the snooze button more and end up frazzled when deciding what to wear. Sometimes the baby would feed so long that I’d lose closet time, so I’d just grab whatever looks decent together. Hurrah for neutrals. So I’ve rediscovered this old school habit when I went back a couple of weeks after maternity leave.
Preparing your clothes the night before is a chore you can easily handle ahead of time. The more things you prepare the night before, the easier your mornings will be. So by my closet door each night hang my office clothes, shoes, undies, and by the vanity are accessories, toiletries that I’ll use. No more “What do I wear today?” debate that costs me a lot of time.
The only thing I fight against? Feeling like wearing red in the morning when I’ve prepared a black-and-white ensemble the night before. Uh-oh. Maybe I should prepare a back-up ensemble when these things happen.
Have you ever prepared your clothes the night before? Does this help you ease into the mornings better?
Have you tried placing bite-sized pieces of Quezo de Bola on a plate then sticking it a microwave for 30-45 seconds?
What you get are crispy little Quezo de Bola snacks. Once you bite into it, the trademark Quezo de Bola cheesy flavor just explodes in your mouth. Gah. It’s DELICIOUS. Thanks to my Tita Frances for introducing us to this tasty delight! She in turn learned this from Chef Waya of Kiss the Cook Cafe.
Good thing we still have a lot of Quezo de Bola left over from the holidays. This has become one of my favorite afternoon snacks!
When we’re older, it’ll just be the two of us again, my husband shared with me sometime ago. True, we’ll raise our boy, and someday, he’ll fly the nest and it’ll just be Husby and Wifey at home again.
While it’s honestly too soon to be thinking about that, I was reminded by what he said when I watched this short film. It is about an old couple using the computer for the first time together. It’s charming, endearing and heartwarming.
Maybe many, many years from now H & I will be wrestling with some kind of new invention that will boggle us, without any kids present to help us decipher the manual. It will be a new trick for this old couple. Learning new things together may just be the key to continue strengthening the bond.
Christmas 2009 was the first time in a loooooooong time that I did not get any of these two things for presents: (1) a planner, and (2) fruitcake. Can anyone tell me why there is such fruitcake hate? I <3 fruitcake. Well, only the good kind, the one without too many green jelly things, and the one that doesn’t taste like it was soaked too long in brandy.
But this post isn’t about Christmas presents. It’s about the new year. Hey guys, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Can you believe it’s 2010? Crazy. Last year just flew right on by.
This year, I resolve not to make any resolutions. It’s like setting myself up for failure. But I will try my best to do two things:
1. Take things day by day. Planning for tomorrow is wonderful, but I shouldn’t lose sight of the good things right now. So I’ll do my best to keep working towards a great future, but make sure I’m having an even greater time TODAY.
2. Remember that it’s all about perspective. A situation can be changed depending on outlook and how we react, so I’ll try to take deep breaths before going negative on something. Let’s keep the positivity alive in 2010!
Maybe that’s why I don’t have a planner this year. And maybe, I don’t have fruitcake because it’s not very good for my health. How’s that for taking things a day at a time and using perspective? Haha!