God, Happiness and Life

Aging is inevitable. Much like death, all humans will eventually grow old. Perhaps, I am on the verge of meeting the inescapable. I am happy but not really ecstatic that soon this certainty will come to pass. Now what do I still need to do to make the passage as cool as possible. Here's a few from my list: 1. Continue marketing. Go to the market to buy our week's supply of foodstuff. The slight anxiety from all the bargaining helps strengthen my negotiating skills thus, sharpening my memory cells. 2. Get it going with the cooking. Early on, I used to consult cookbooks before I can cook a relatively good dish but not anymore. Cooking came in as a creative exercise. Concocting different food preparation styles including different combinations of ingredients made cooking an adventure. 3. Housework? Done! Makeover the house. Clean the bathrooms, Wash the dirty kitchen and laundry sinks. Sweep the dried leaves accumulating in the garden without let up. Wash the dishes. Dry and

I had a dream early this morning. I dreamt G was on his way to where ever he's going carrying this laptop. In the dream I was afraid or worried. For one, I saw dogs. And in my dreams this usually meant treachery... I just had to post it here. So I can come back later if and when my dream positively prove to be psychic? I had so many similar dreams about dogs. In many instances one or two devious humans would really prove themselves back stabbers or 'do no gooder'.

It's summer this part of the world. This means temperature can rise up to 36 degrees. We are a tropical country and perhaps that's one of the reasons why lots of foreigners come to our beaches this time of the year. I read somewhere that Boracay was inhabited by no less than 80,000 people during the Holy Week. And I've been there only through pictures and stories care of my children. They say and I believe that sand is as fine as sugar? But Bali too has the same quality of sand. I know I have been there. Too bad, Bali isn't as attractive as before. Remember the terrorist bombings. Pity! These days you need to say you've been to Boracay to be cool. Otherwise, how can one explain why you haven't been there..there's not enough dough. Gosh, I haven't even been to Puerto Galera , the poor man's Boracay so my son says.

It was almost 4 years ago when we moved to this new place. It's a nice house, quite imposing if I may say so. Almost the opposite of where we were then. I have never lived in a house as nice as this one. Large rooms, nice bathrooms, a terrarium ( a place where we house some of our indoor plants), a petite but nicely coiffeurred front garden as well as a back garden where I grow my herbs and a couple of flower plants. I have one problem though. Maintenance is tough. I usually allot one full day just to do some basic cleaning like sweeping and scrubbing the floors. What I use for scrubbing are old and throwable towels. They clean better than non-towel type of cloth. Although I realize that we might not be able to stay here for a long time, I treasure every moment of it. I will most surely miss decorating the house during Christmas when G and I spruce the house with lights and loads of colorful trimmings on the windows and the front door. The decors, I created myself while the rest bo

Why do I get a blogger's block everytime I start working on my blog? Perhaps, I get self-conscious? But there's no one watching while I do this. Perhaps, there's so much I want to blog about that a qeueing problem occurs in my brain. So here I am convincing me to just relax. Easy now.

I am new at this. I wrote an entry an hour ago but I forgot to save and so all is lost.