I love you SAM!!!
My tired prince charming.. In love ako, in love ako!
Friday, September 23, 2005
Pinoy Big Brother
Pinoy Big Brother House
Omigosh!
Have you watched last night's PBB episode? Hihimatayin ako kay SAM! He's so cute and adorable (Check out the exclamation points!)! He danced the PBB theme song while he was in the shower 'coz that was a part of their daily task. Parang gusto ko siyang samahan sa shower room.. Eheh!
Kinikilig talaga ko.. Sorry, hindi ko mapigilan!
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
The Good News.
I had a soothing rub last night, which makes it a really good night sleep for me and a pleasant first light when I woke up this morning. I was excited, tensed at the same time. I’m scheduled for a Congenital Anomalies Ultrasound at 830am.
We were first to arrive when we got to the consulting room. The assistant said that the Doctor’s on his way and will be there any moment. I sat down, read the Sunday’s paper and tried to appease myself while waiting. Ten minutes or so, the doctor walked in the room and his assistant called on my name. Nag-sign of the cross pa ko habang pinapahiga ako and nagpe-prepare yung doctor ng gamit niya. While he was gliding the instrument on my belly at a snail's pace, he started to ask about my pregnancy. I answered each and every question, and then I slowly felt at ease. “Doc, makikita nyo na po if girl or boy sya?” I asked. “We’ll see, looks like a girl..” The doctor said. “Complete po yung fingers nya sa kamay and paa? Buo naman po yung lahat ng parts niya?” I realized, ang dami kong tanong, hindi naman kaya makulitan tong si doc?
Until at last he smiled and looked my way, “Tin, its a baby girl! Nakita ko na organ nya, gumalaw eh. Due to deliver is January 19, 2006.” It seemed the room was suddenly filled with cheerful and light thoughts. We were so, so pleased to hear the good news. Before this schedule, I prayed. I asked Him, “Lord, girl or boy, I just want him/her normal and healthy.. A healthy, safe and normal delivery for me, too.” God has given me so many blessings, I’m so thankful.
I would like to share this good news to all of you, my family, my friends, and to all who frequents this site. I know you too are as pleased to be part of this wonderful episode in my life.
More updates soon. Thank you!
We were first to arrive when we got to the consulting room. The assistant said that the Doctor’s on his way and will be there any moment. I sat down, read the Sunday’s paper and tried to appease myself while waiting. Ten minutes or so, the doctor walked in the room and his assistant called on my name. Nag-sign of the cross pa ko habang pinapahiga ako and nagpe-prepare yung doctor ng gamit niya. While he was gliding the instrument on my belly at a snail's pace, he started to ask about my pregnancy. I answered each and every question, and then I slowly felt at ease. “Doc, makikita nyo na po if girl or boy sya?” I asked. “We’ll see, looks like a girl..” The doctor said. “Complete po yung fingers nya sa kamay and paa? Buo naman po yung lahat ng parts niya?” I realized, ang dami kong tanong, hindi naman kaya makulitan tong si doc?
Until at last he smiled and looked my way, “Tin, its a baby girl! Nakita ko na organ nya, gumalaw eh. Due to deliver is January 19, 2006.” It seemed the room was suddenly filled with cheerful and light thoughts. We were so, so pleased to hear the good news. Before this schedule, I prayed. I asked Him, “Lord, girl or boy, I just want him/her normal and healthy.. A healthy, safe and normal delivery for me, too.” God has given me so many blessings, I’m so thankful.
I would like to share this good news to all of you, my family, my friends, and to all who frequents this site. I know you too are as pleased to be part of this wonderful episode in my life.
More updates soon. Thank you!
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
My Dating Discoveries
After a four-year exclusive relationship, I suddenly found myself single and thrust into the world of dating. Thing is, I never was one to ‘date’—I wasn’t even clear on the concept of dating! All I knew was that there was a time when it was all quite simple: The Ligaw stage came first, followed by an MU (mutual whatever) stage, and finally, you were ‘on.’ These dating dynamics have definitely changed, but being the trooper that I was, I decided to give today’s dating a go. What did I have to lose?
I entered the dating circuit with gusto and tried different approaches, hoping to get a result that was favorable.
Playing the field. I started out as a serial dater. I went out on a string of dates—from setups with blind dates to familiar faces. The thing is, there was never a follow-up date. Great meals, great conversation—that was it. I then became a juggler, dating two men at the same time. The variety kept things interesting, but confusing: I had to take a second figure out what movie I watched with whom, and if I had already told one guy or the other my latest kwento. Several dates later and nowhere near Mr. Right or a committed relationship, I became a friend with benefits. Only one word can sum this whole experience: disaster. I decided to take a break—the whole idea of being constantly on the lookout for The One was exhausting.
Yet, the experiences didn’t go to waste. When I took on the persona of what I fondly call The Dating Demon, I had the opportunity to see what I really value. Dating had become a process for finding my self. The more encounters I had with different personalities, the more I discovered how and why I related to people the way I did.
I learned to be confident with what was right for me and what wasn’t I was even dating somebody for a few months but after awhile, I was no longer comfortable with the situation. I wanted something more, while he just wanted things the way they were. Because I knew I wasn’t ready to wait for him, I made the decision to stop seeing him. It hurt that he didn’t want me as much as I did him but I’m happier now. When I stepped back, I saw that the lifestyle he had was something I couldn’t really adjust to.
Dating me. I got to know myself and be the person I wanted to be. When you’re not committed to someone or even looking for someone, you give yourself the wonderful chance to just prioritize me. My time wasn’t dependent on anybody else’s schedule. I saw who I wanted to see. I did what I wanted to do. I had become self-sufficient and I didn’t need to depend on anybody but myself. Moreover, I learned that it’s okay to pass up on a date when all you want to do is hang out with the girls to watch a chick flick.
It’s been awhile since I started dating. It was awkward at first, but things are now nice and steady. Every twist and turn that came my way only gave me the courage to let nobody else define me but me. To anyone who is just about to date or is in the middle of the dating process, all I have to say is, this is your time. Make the most of it.
I entered the dating circuit with gusto and tried different approaches, hoping to get a result that was favorable.
Playing the field. I started out as a serial dater. I went out on a string of dates—from setups with blind dates to familiar faces. The thing is, there was never a follow-up date. Great meals, great conversation—that was it. I then became a juggler, dating two men at the same time. The variety kept things interesting, but confusing: I had to take a second figure out what movie I watched with whom, and if I had already told one guy or the other my latest kwento. Several dates later and nowhere near Mr. Right or a committed relationship, I became a friend with benefits. Only one word can sum this whole experience: disaster. I decided to take a break—the whole idea of being constantly on the lookout for The One was exhausting.
Yet, the experiences didn’t go to waste. When I took on the persona of what I fondly call The Dating Demon, I had the opportunity to see what I really value. Dating had become a process for finding my self. The more encounters I had with different personalities, the more I discovered how and why I related to people the way I did.
I learned to be confident with what was right for me and what wasn’t I was even dating somebody for a few months but after awhile, I was no longer comfortable with the situation. I wanted something more, while he just wanted things the way they were. Because I knew I wasn’t ready to wait for him, I made the decision to stop seeing him. It hurt that he didn’t want me as much as I did him but I’m happier now. When I stepped back, I saw that the lifestyle he had was something I couldn’t really adjust to.
Dating me. I got to know myself and be the person I wanted to be. When you’re not committed to someone or even looking for someone, you give yourself the wonderful chance to just prioritize me. My time wasn’t dependent on anybody else’s schedule. I saw who I wanted to see. I did what I wanted to do. I had become self-sufficient and I didn’t need to depend on anybody but myself. Moreover, I learned that it’s okay to pass up on a date when all you want to do is hang out with the girls to watch a chick flick.
It’s been awhile since I started dating. It was awkward at first, but things are now nice and steady. Every twist and turn that came my way only gave me the courage to let nobody else define me but me. To anyone who is just about to date or is in the middle of the dating process, all I have to say is, this is your time. Make the most of it.
Meals And Men
If food is the way to a man’s heart, a great restaurant can be a woman’s gastronomic dream. These are a few of the countless restaurants I checked (courtesy of Cosmopolitan Philippines, September05 issue) and turned out to be truly satisfying to my appetite.
Hot Rocks
Club 650 Compound, Libis, Quezon City
Your guy will love you for letting him go out to dinner with you in his flip-flops. The food is so good, you can forego ambiance!
The Eats: Steak, steak and more steak! Priced from P140 to P170, Hot Rocks specialty steaks are from tender Batangas beef, with a juicy, flavorful bite to them. Special treats? Service is quick and friendly, and it gets even sweeter with Forget Me Not Specialty Cakes, the perfect finish to a steak dinner.
Bubba Gump
2/f Greenbelt3, Ayala Center, Makati City
Absolutely ‘Gump-y’ as the laid-back, friendly crew at Bubba Gump likes to call it, just like in the film which the restaurant was created, Forest Gump. You and your guy will need a couple of minutes taking in the cool, kitschy scenes from the movie, knick knacks, bric-bracs and costumes hung about the restaurant.
The Eats: At Bubba Gump, shrimp is what they do best. Try the Forest Shrimp Net Catch, with shrimp steamed in beer and spices, and starving sweethearts shouldn’t miss Bubba’s After Storm Bucket of Boat Trash, a happy mix of fried shrimp, slipper lobster, mahi-mahi and fries. Special treats? The Steak New Orleans’ cooked Cajun style and Chicken Cobb Salad is hearty with the fixins.
The Red Box
2/f Greenbelt3, Ayala Center, Makati City
Trendy, cool, and fun! Don’t’ be daunted by the maze-like layout—the rooms and hallways are cleverly color-coded. Choose any KTV room and you’re bound to find it extremely cozy and tastefully decorated. There’s no better place to dilute your worries after a stressful day at work. This Hong Kong franchise is the best of its kind here in Manila.
The Eats: Karaoke cuisine. From pica-pica specialties like the Buffalo Chicken Wings and Samosas that are easy enough to munch while waiting for your turn at the mike, to full-blown dishes like the Herb Roasted Chicken that you can eat at leisure. They have the Red Box Combination Platter of Mozzarella and Spinach Triangles. Cheese Sticks, Honey Wings, and Nutty Chicken Fingers. Special treats? They have a range of different sized rooms, so you can have a party of two or 12. for only P99 per person, you can enjoy a full buffet dinner with salads, grilled specialties, pasta and dessert.
Enjoy the good food with your lovey-dovey.. Enjoy life!
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Lighter Shade Of Grey
For the last few months, I've been crossing things off my to-do lists with a fervor unparalleled in recent years. And with each completion, I breathe a sigh of utter relief and think to myself, "I'm glad that's over." I watched in passive horror as my life became a series of obstacles to be tackled. "Obstacles" that at almost any other time of my life I would have considered adventures, or at the very least, small treats to be savored like a glass of fine wine at the end of a long day.
I realized this last week as the weather chilled a bit and the first signs of the "-ber" months appeared. On my way to some place or other, as I longed for a bonnet on my head and a jacket to keep me warm and dry, I repeated what has become my mantra as of late: "I'm glad that's fucking over." As in summer and the rainy season after that. As in my favorite season of the year, the season that represents all that is good, gloomy, right and grey in the world.
To say I didn't enjoy my favorite season this year might be a bit of an understatement. I was depressed. And not in an "I want to kill myself, or at least start dressing in all black and wearing severe make-up like Angelina Jolie at the Oscars, the one where she made out with her brother" kind of way, but a more subtle sort of depression. One that kind of pollutes the air, hangs around like smog, turns my world an ashy shade of grey. And try as might, I couldn't seem to rise above it.
I can't recall the exact statistic, but there's a pretty high percentage of people who will experience what experts call "mild depression," or "dysthymia" at some point in their lives. Of course, other people suffer from it more than the rest because the world is simply an unfair place as evidenced by unwanted body hair, Republicans, and Kirstie Alley's career. Lots of things can trigger mild depression, but for me, I think it was a combination of boredom and loneliness. Or maybe it was the thought of a Britney offspring soon entering the world.
Whatever the exact reason, I was blue. And I use the word "was" cautiously because it's only in the last few days the fog has seemed to lift a bit and I'm starting to feel "normal" again. Maybe it's starting with my new job and being kicked back into a routine again, or reaching the platform just in time to catch the train the last 4 times in a row. The point is, I'm actually looking forward to things again, rather than seeing everything as an event on my to-do list to cross off and celebrate being done with.
If nothing else, watching that violent hurricane in LA and MS on tv and seeing the horrific aftermath and how devastating the loss for so many people has been and will continue to be, I can't help but think how fortunate I am to have nothing but boredom to bitch about.
Everyone should be so lucky.
borrowed from: trailerparkjesus
I realized this last week as the weather chilled a bit and the first signs of the "-ber" months appeared. On my way to some place or other, as I longed for a bonnet on my head and a jacket to keep me warm and dry, I repeated what has become my mantra as of late: "I'm glad that's fucking over." As in summer and the rainy season after that. As in my favorite season of the year, the season that represents all that is good, gloomy, right and grey in the world.
To say I didn't enjoy my favorite season this year might be a bit of an understatement. I was depressed. And not in an "I want to kill myself, or at least start dressing in all black and wearing severe make-up like Angelina Jolie at the Oscars, the one where she made out with her brother" kind of way, but a more subtle sort of depression. One that kind of pollutes the air, hangs around like smog, turns my world an ashy shade of grey. And try as might, I couldn't seem to rise above it.
I can't recall the exact statistic, but there's a pretty high percentage of people who will experience what experts call "mild depression," or "dysthymia" at some point in their lives. Of course, other people suffer from it more than the rest because the world is simply an unfair place as evidenced by unwanted body hair, Republicans, and Kirstie Alley's career. Lots of things can trigger mild depression, but for me, I think it was a combination of boredom and loneliness. Or maybe it was the thought of a Britney offspring soon entering the world.
Whatever the exact reason, I was blue. And I use the word "was" cautiously because it's only in the last few days the fog has seemed to lift a bit and I'm starting to feel "normal" again. Maybe it's starting with my new job and being kicked back into a routine again, or reaching the platform just in time to catch the train the last 4 times in a row. The point is, I'm actually looking forward to things again, rather than seeing everything as an event on my to-do list to cross off and celebrate being done with.
If nothing else, watching that violent hurricane in LA and MS on tv and seeing the horrific aftermath and how devastating the loss for so many people has been and will continue to be, I can't help but think how fortunate I am to have nothing but boredom to bitch about.
Everyone should be so lucky.
borrowed from: trailerparkjesus
Monday, September 05, 2005
Hindi Ko Batid Ang Kasagutan
Madalas, naiisip ko kung ano ba talaga ang hinahanap ko sa buhay para maging masaya na nang lubusan. Walang materyal na hindi ko pa nakukuha kapag ninais ko. Ngunit pansamantala lang ang kaligayahang natatamo ko, pagkatapos noon, binabalot na naman ng dalamhati’t kalungkutan ang pagkatao ko. Mahirap nga yatang maging maligaya lalo na’t hindi mo alam kung ano ba talaga ang kulang o kung may kulang pa nga ba..
Sa mga nagdaang taon ng buhay ko, dumaan na ang ilang unos. Ilang beses na rin akong nakakita ng bahaghari sa bawat pagtatapos ng ulan o bagyo. Maraming pagkakataon rin namang maaliwalas ang paligid, na bughaw ang langit, nakangiti ang haring araw na tila ba nagsasabing masarap ang mabuhay. May mga gabing walang liwanag na binibigay ang buwan para magsilbing ilaw sa karimlan, ngunit mayroon rin namang mga panahong maliwanag, buung-buo ang buwan at maraming mga tala na bumubulong ng pag-asa, na mayroon kang magandang bukas na magigisnan. Lahat ng ito nakita ko, nagisnan ko, at marahil lahat ng ito ay dapat kong ipagpasalamat sa Kanya. Hindi lahat ay nabibigyang pagkakataon upang mamulat at mamalas ang lahat ng Kanyang gawa. Ngunit tao lang naman tayo, sabi nga ng marami, may mga bagay na hindi kayang bigyang kasagutan o di abot ng ating mababaw na kaisipan.
Bakit nga ba ang tao hindi makuntento? Bakit palagian na lang marami tayong tanong? Sa bawat problema, sa konting galos na matamo dulot ng sarili naman nating kagagawan? Sa bawat pagkakadapa o pagtatagumpay na natatamasa, hindi pwedeng hindi tayo magtatanong. “Bakit ganito, bakit ganon?” “Bakit ako pa, bakit hindi na lang iba?”
Marahil nga ang tao ay nilalang Niya upang siya mismong humanap at gumawa ng kanyang kapalaran. Mamili, maging maayos ang buhay o malihis ng daan. Marahil kung may kulang pa nga sa atin, tayo rin ang may sala.
Ano nga ba ang kulang? O may kulang pa nga ba? Kapag nahanap ko na ang sagot sa mga tanong, magiging lubos na ba ang kaligayahan ko?
Ako mismo, hindi ko batid ang kasagutan.
Sa mga nagdaang taon ng buhay ko, dumaan na ang ilang unos. Ilang beses na rin akong nakakita ng bahaghari sa bawat pagtatapos ng ulan o bagyo. Maraming pagkakataon rin namang maaliwalas ang paligid, na bughaw ang langit, nakangiti ang haring araw na tila ba nagsasabing masarap ang mabuhay. May mga gabing walang liwanag na binibigay ang buwan para magsilbing ilaw sa karimlan, ngunit mayroon rin namang mga panahong maliwanag, buung-buo ang buwan at maraming mga tala na bumubulong ng pag-asa, na mayroon kang magandang bukas na magigisnan. Lahat ng ito nakita ko, nagisnan ko, at marahil lahat ng ito ay dapat kong ipagpasalamat sa Kanya. Hindi lahat ay nabibigyang pagkakataon upang mamulat at mamalas ang lahat ng Kanyang gawa. Ngunit tao lang naman tayo, sabi nga ng marami, may mga bagay na hindi kayang bigyang kasagutan o di abot ng ating mababaw na kaisipan.
Bakit nga ba ang tao hindi makuntento? Bakit palagian na lang marami tayong tanong? Sa bawat problema, sa konting galos na matamo dulot ng sarili naman nating kagagawan? Sa bawat pagkakadapa o pagtatagumpay na natatamasa, hindi pwedeng hindi tayo magtatanong. “Bakit ganito, bakit ganon?” “Bakit ako pa, bakit hindi na lang iba?”
Marahil nga ang tao ay nilalang Niya upang siya mismong humanap at gumawa ng kanyang kapalaran. Mamili, maging maayos ang buhay o malihis ng daan. Marahil kung may kulang pa nga sa atin, tayo rin ang may sala.
Ano nga ba ang kulang? O may kulang pa nga ba? Kapag nahanap ko na ang sagot sa mga tanong, magiging lubos na ba ang kaligayahan ko?
Ako mismo, hindi ko batid ang kasagutan.
Friday, September 02, 2005
Get Over Him!
Unleash! In the case of a break—up, it’s okay to wallow in a bit of self—pity. In fact, you can wallow for as long as you want. You’ll find yourself waking up one day, totally tired of all the tears and realizing that you no longer feel sorry for yourself.
- Zone in on the day in, day out. Other times in life, it’s good to have five-year plan and think of the future. After a breakup, it’s better to concentrate on the days as they come. Don’t overwhelm yourself with the future–just take things one step at a time.
- See the silver lining. While things look bleak when someone breaks your heart, do realize that the world doesn’t end just because he stops loving you. For every good thing you miss about the relationship, remember something good that will come out of the separation.
- Keep the faith. Just because this relationship didn’t work out, doesn’t mean that love is a big joke and all guys are jerks. Everyone’s got a bit of good in them–even the jerks.
- Find a new hobby. Learn how to speak Portuguese, ask your driver to teach you how to change a tire, get involved in the photography club. Widen your horizons by taking up a new interest and tell yourself again and again that the world is a big and wonderful place.
Get over him!
Ways To Deal With Life's Burdens
- Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.
- Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
- Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it
- Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
- If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.
- If you lend someone 5thousand bucks and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.
- Never buy a car you can't push.
- Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time, because then you won't have a leg to stand on.
- Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.
- Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late.
- The second mouse gets the cheese.
- When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
- Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live.
- You may be only one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.
- Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.
- A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
I'm All Set
It’s been a while. I had to break off from some of my usual comings and goings since I learned my present condition. Aside from having a difficult and delicate pregnancy, of course I have to be extra careful in doing so many things for me and the baby. I’m excited, though.
I miss a lot of things. From my regular eventful workday, I had to quit my job for awhile. I had to stay home most of the time and relax. It isn’t so hard for me to do such, I’m okay with it. I adjust easily, that’s how I am. No more late night outs, I have to sleep early. I hardly see most of my friends too. Come to think of it.. nakatipid yata ako ng husto don, eheh! I miss going to Coffee Bean and Starbucks, Greenbelt3.. that’s where me and my links hang out all the time. I easily get woozy lately, that’s the reason why I don’t watch movies for now.. big screens are scratched off totally. I have to keep an eye on what I eat all the time plus vitamins to take everyday to keep me and baby hale and hearty. What I hate? I must drink milk! Yaikks! What I find insufferable most? My usual clothes won’t fit anymore! Yep guys, it’s inconsolable! I’ve to shop for new and bigger sizes to fit and wait up till January2006 for me to wear those fashionable fitting attires I have in my closet.
Though I miss doing such things, all in all, I’m thrilled. I feel wonderful and in high spirits for this blessing. Even if I had to sacrifice some stuff that I enjoy for now, the thought of having another angel that will refresh and lighten up our already content existence makes it all worth it.
I'm all set!
I miss a lot of things. From my regular eventful workday, I had to quit my job for awhile. I had to stay home most of the time and relax. It isn’t so hard for me to do such, I’m okay with it. I adjust easily, that’s how I am. No more late night outs, I have to sleep early. I hardly see most of my friends too. Come to think of it.. nakatipid yata ako ng husto don, eheh! I miss going to Coffee Bean and Starbucks, Greenbelt3.. that’s where me and my links hang out all the time. I easily get woozy lately, that’s the reason why I don’t watch movies for now.. big screens are scratched off totally. I have to keep an eye on what I eat all the time plus vitamins to take everyday to keep me and baby hale and hearty. What I hate? I must drink milk! Yaikks! What I find insufferable most? My usual clothes won’t fit anymore! Yep guys, it’s inconsolable! I’ve to shop for new and bigger sizes to fit and wait up till January2006 for me to wear those fashionable fitting attires I have in my closet.
Though I miss doing such things, all in all, I’m thrilled. I feel wonderful and in high spirits for this blessing. Even if I had to sacrifice some stuff that I enjoy for now, the thought of having another angel that will refresh and lighten up our already content existence makes it all worth it.
I'm all set!
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Why Women Cry
A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying? "Because I'm a woman," she told him. "I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will." Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said: "When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides."
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said: "When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides."
A McDonald's Love Story
A little old couple walked slowly into a McDonald's one cold winter evening. They looked out of place amid the young families and young couples eating there that night. Some of the customers looked admiringly at them. You could tell what the admirers were thinking: "Look, there is a couple who has been through a lot together, probably for 60 years or more!"
The little old man walked up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal. The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The little old man unwrap the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. Then he carefully counted out the French fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, and then his wife took a sip as the man began to eat his few bites. Again, you could tell what people around the old couple were saying. - "They were used to sharing everything."
Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady still hadn't eaten a thing. She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally sipped some of the drink. A young man came over and begged them to let him buy them another meal.The lady explained that no, they were used to sharing.
As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin, the young man could stand it no longer and asked again. After being politely refused again, he finally asked the little old lady, "Ma'am, why aren't you eating. You said that you share everything. “What is it that you are waiting for?" She answered,
"THE TEETH"
The little old man walked up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal. The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of French fries and one drink. The little old man unwrap the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half. He placed one half in front of his wife. Then he carefully counted out the French fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife. He took a sip of the drink, and then his wife took a sip as the man began to eat his few bites. Again, you could tell what people around the old couple were saying. - "They were used to sharing everything."
Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady still hadn't eaten a thing. She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally sipped some of the drink. A young man came over and begged them to let him buy them another meal.The lady explained that no, they were used to sharing.
As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin, the young man could stand it no longer and asked again. After being politely refused again, he finally asked the little old lady, "Ma'am, why aren't you eating. You said that you share everything. “What is it that you are waiting for?" She answered,
"THE TEETH"
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Joke Time
- A squirrel who runs up a woman's leg does not find nuts.
- When I was born, I got a choice - a big dick or a good memory. I am not able to remember .. what did I choose?
- Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory.
- My wife is a sex object. Everytime I ask for sex, she objects.
- Impotence: Nature's way of saying "No hard feelings".
- There are only two four letter words that are offensive to men - don't and stop .. Unless they are used together.
- Panties are not the best thing on earth, but next to best thing on earth.
- There are three stages to sex in a person's life: Tri Weekly, Try Weekly, and Try Weakly.
Virginity can be cured. - Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.
- I tried phone sex once, but the holes in the dialer were too small.
- Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?
- Marriage is the only war where you get to sleep with the enemy.
- Of course you've heard about the Viagra computer virus, it turns your 31/2 inch floppy into a hard disk.
- Despite the old saying, "Don't take your troubles to bed," many men still sleep with their wives!
- Q: What's an Australian kiss? A: The same thing as a French kiss, only down under.
- A couple just married were happy with the whole thing. He was happy with the Hole and She was happy with the Thing..
- Q: What are the three biggest tragedies in a man's life? A: Life sucks, job sucks and the wife doesn't.
- Q: What's the difference between a bitch and a whore? A: A whore sleeps with everyone at the party and a bitch sleeps with everyone except you.
- Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact? A: It's because breasts don't have eyes.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Toxic Love Thoughts To Unload Now
Your guy totally adores you. The signs are all there: He’s finally overcome his allergy to PDAs, he calls on the regular just to check in, and hell, maybe he even keeps a toothbrush at your place. But although the relationship seems rock solid on paper, there’s still a part of you—albeit a small one—that feels, well, nervous. Like the connection might combust at any moment. Yeah, it’s irrational, but we’ve all been there. So before you let your insecurities mess with your relationship, not to mention push your beau to the brink, read this wake-up call.
His eye wanders sometimes—
I bet he's looking for a girlfriend upgrade. A hot chick walks by, and your boyfriend’s eyeballs make a beeline for her booty. Blame it on biology. Men are hardwired to look. And it’s not just your guy who goes buggy over some random beauty; it’s all guys, so your only real choice is to accept it. But ease your mind with this: Just because he looks, it doesn’t mean he wants to touch. “There’s an element of detachment when a man is checking out an anonymous woman,” says clinical psychologist Deirdre Kanakis, PhD, relationship coach at Marriage for Keeps, in Newport Beach, California. He sees a nice butt, but that’s all it is, an appealing body part. He’s not trying to make an emotional connection-it’s purely a visual response.
My last relationship bombed, so this one probably will, too.—
You’ve had a few gnarly breakups. Who hasn’t? But being convinced that you’re destined for a subsequent split is really the only thing sealing your fate. You have to shake off the psychological curse by owning some of the blame. “Recognize that whenever there’s a series of failed relationships, the only thing that’s consistent is you, so you ought to make a few changes.” Sounds harsh, but taking responsibility for the unraveling puts you in control, which is downright empowering. So start sifting through the romantic wreckage. Take stock of why past relationships ended, and assess the role you played in the demise. Then acknowledge any patterns.
I'm just not the perfect girlfriend that he wants.—
You know who’s kinda perfect? That Bree Van De Kamp chick on Desperate Housewives with the pre-prison Martha Stewart vibe. Her guy loves her gourmet meals, flawless hair flip, and pathological dedication to keeping up appearances so much that he filed for divorce. The truth is, perfectionism is intimidating because it makes men feel as if they’ll never be good enough for you. Of course, there’s no denying the pressure to be flawless. Thankfully, your guy’s perception of perfection is probably much different than yours. Moral of the story: Most guys don’t want to feel as if they’re sleeping with a show pony, so stop feeling angst over the impossible.
His eye wanders sometimes—
I bet he's looking for a girlfriend upgrade. A hot chick walks by, and your boyfriend’s eyeballs make a beeline for her booty. Blame it on biology. Men are hardwired to look. And it’s not just your guy who goes buggy over some random beauty; it’s all guys, so your only real choice is to accept it. But ease your mind with this: Just because he looks, it doesn’t mean he wants to touch. “There’s an element of detachment when a man is checking out an anonymous woman,” says clinical psychologist Deirdre Kanakis, PhD, relationship coach at Marriage for Keeps, in Newport Beach, California. He sees a nice butt, but that’s all it is, an appealing body part. He’s not trying to make an emotional connection-it’s purely a visual response.
My last relationship bombed, so this one probably will, too.—
You’ve had a few gnarly breakups. Who hasn’t? But being convinced that you’re destined for a subsequent split is really the only thing sealing your fate. You have to shake off the psychological curse by owning some of the blame. “Recognize that whenever there’s a series of failed relationships, the only thing that’s consistent is you, so you ought to make a few changes.” Sounds harsh, but taking responsibility for the unraveling puts you in control, which is downright empowering. So start sifting through the romantic wreckage. Take stock of why past relationships ended, and assess the role you played in the demise. Then acknowledge any patterns.
I'm just not the perfect girlfriend that he wants.—
You know who’s kinda perfect? That Bree Van De Kamp chick on Desperate Housewives with the pre-prison Martha Stewart vibe. Her guy loves her gourmet meals, flawless hair flip, and pathological dedication to keeping up appearances so much that he filed for divorce. The truth is, perfectionism is intimidating because it makes men feel as if they’ll never be good enough for you. Of course, there’s no denying the pressure to be flawless. Thankfully, your guy’s perception of perfection is probably much different than yours. Moral of the story: Most guys don’t want to feel as if they’re sleeping with a show pony, so stop feeling angst over the impossible.
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