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March 6th, 2008

Feng Shui? Nah.
POSTED AT 09:11 AM

Several nights back Joe and I were talking, and he casually mentioned that maybe I've unwittingly followed feng shui principles when I rearranged our room.  (Unwittingly, I say, because even though my mom's side of the family is partly of Chinese descent, I don't know ANYTHING about feng shui.)  He said we are more relaxed now, more in tune with each other.  I've noticed that, too.  Early on in our marriage things weren't looking good: the dust of unforeseen events didn't settle that easily, and more more more skeletons were being dug up.  There were almost violent screaming matches, and yes, talk of separation.  But lately, lately.  We do have spats, but not that serious anymore.  I think, though, that the improvement has little to do with feng shui.  I indulge myself with the idea that after more than 1 1/2 years, we've come to love and know each other more.  And that's good.

Reading: Shopaholic Takes Manhattan
Listening to: MYX
Feeling: nothing


January 29th, 2008

resolution
POSTED AT 03:19 PM

I haven’t done anything about my New Year’s resolution, which is a shame.  I admit it was lack of focus and drive on my part.  I should’ve pinned a picture of my pre-mom days, or a gorgeous swimsuit.  I should’ve!  Now I am almost a month short of my diet plan – the horror!  But I believe I am getting into THE mode, or at least forced to be.  I went home to the province last week, and – lo and behold! – my mom is at her thinnest, pre-menopausal bod and my dad is down to (I bet) a cup of rice a meal.  Hence I became the subject of my dad’s dry humor, which wasn’t the least bit funny, I tell you.  As a result I am psyching-psyching-psyching myself up to stay true to my resolution, now with TWO goals: to be fit come summer (so I can wear a swimsuit to the beach hehe), and to stop my dad’s cajoling.  I am hoping those two goals will be enough to sustain me until the end of March.

 

On to a heavier issue – no pun intended -, I am again a bum.  I do not want to stress the matter, and so I will not post the sordid details of my separation from a company I’ve barely gotten the chance to know.  Rest assured I am still looking at options (Thank you Jobstreet, you make my life oh so easy!), although I haven’t taken any action yet to secure am a new job.  Yes folks, I shameless.  Heaven help me. *sad face*



January 26th, 2008

the best tinola
POSTED AT 04:19 PM

Tinola is best cooked using a pan, but for the sake of convenience a pot may be used.  There are nine basic ingredients to make a sumptuous dish: minced onion and garlic, thinly sliced ginger root, fresh chicken cutlets, papaya chunks, pepper leaves, rice wash, oil, and fish sauce. 

Start by preheating a pot, adding just the right amount of oil after a few seconds.  Saute the onion and ginger slices - adding the minced garlic after a second or two - for a minute, or until the onion turns translucent and the air is filled with the aroma of ginger and garlic.  Add in the chicken and flavor the dish with fish sauce.  Let the cutlets sit over low heat with occasional stirring, until partially cooked.  Pour  in the rice wash carefully - too much won't do the trick - then mix in the papaya chunks.  Place a lid over the pot and let simmer until the papaya becomes fork tender; a teaspoon or two of fish sauce won't hurt if the broth is too bland.  Place the pepper leaves on top of the pot, cover, and cook for a minute at most.

Ta-da!



January 25th, 2008

23 years and counting
POSTED AT 10:40 AM

Now that the merriment is over - not that there was anything over the top, mind you - I feel odd in my 23 year old skin.  It doesn't feel right at all.  Or maybe I'm just trying desperately to fool myself into believing that I am still 18 years old, fresh from the province and overflowing with potential.  Yes, that's it.  I'm experiencing a kind of conscious hibernation where there is the delusion that I haven't wasted away, and the world stopped when I did.

I'm princess-y and delusional that way.

Anyway, to deviate from my existential angst rants, my birthday turned out to be happier than I anticipated.  Sure, Joe and I were only able to get out of the house Sunday evening, and all we did was have dinner at a fancy-schmancy resto, but it's fine.  We played Naruto Uzumaki Chronicles 2 most of the day; from time to time we scuttled out of the room to join everybody outside who was celebrating multiple birthdays (celebrating mine was pure coincidence, they didn't know that it was actually my birthday that day).  My parents called up to say that they had their own little feast here at home (yes, I'm in Tarlac), with a cake and candles to boot.  Friends and family extended their greetings, and my dad-in-law bought me a cake. (I don't like cherries but hey, you can't be ungrateful.  Besides, the chocolate shavings were heavenly.)  So all in all Sunday didn't turn out to be a blaaaaaah.

A toast to being 23, and trying to love it. (Now if only I had a glass of vodka right now....)



January 3rd, 2008

diet diet
POSTED AT 06:06 PM

I am not a big fan of New Year resolutions as I do not always have the control to keep them.  This year, however, I am bent on fulfilling a promise I made to myself: get fit before summer.  Yep, I am entering the torture chamber willingly.  I actually wanted to start last week but, given that it's New Year week I couldn't, for the life of me, starve myself when there's an abundance of food. So I started yesterday, only to consume a meal of large fries and McNuggets by evening.  Oh the shame!!!

I did pretty well today, though.  Had nothing but seafood marinara and a glass of orange juice.  And I'm not planning to have dinner.  Yes, it is a crash diet; and no, I do not care what health buffs or dietitians will say.  Dieting, I believe, is a "to each his own" business.  A person who generalizes that anyone going on a crash diet will eventually succumb to food bingeing is just bluffing, believe me.  It worked for me during the summer prior to my college freshman year, and I was able to stick to my normal weight the whole of my college life.

So now, after more than a year of being a true-blue food junkie, I am once again ready to take on the challenge of having mini-meals, no carbonated drinks, and no fried food.  (Oh the horror!)  I have no more excuse, see.  Ysa's a year old and I cannot anymore say that the weight I put on is a result of having a baby.  Other than that I am getting more and more insecured on a day-to-day basis; and I am D-Y-I-N-G to fit into my old jeans already.

Plus, I want to fit into a swimsuit come summer.  Hehehehe.

So, the GROUND RULES:

  • No softdrinks, not even the 'lite' kind.
  • Limit of one rice/pasta serving a day.
  • No fried food.
  • No pork.
  • No chicken skin.
  • No whipped cream on Starbucks frappes, if I can help it. (Please give me this indulgence waaaaaah!!!)
  • No cake, ice cream, or any dessert for that matter.
  • No solid food after 4pm.

Yihee!!!



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