After 6 weeks of waiting...with just one drop, I knew it was gone.
Deep down I'm still hoping that this was just a case of implantation bleeding.
I pray that it's just what I thought it was.
Just when we accepted that we had it made...
this happened to the best of us.
Sorry folks. No good news this time.
Monday, July 25, 2005
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Pandemonium
Finally, a chance to blog again. Our server has been down for a while and I couldn't do much with the computer.
Wednesday: Got the NBI clearance already. Needless to say, the photo was awful. I look constipated. We had lunch at Plato Platina in Blue Wave. We ordered Pasta Marinara, All-meat Pizza, Pollo a la Salvatorre (chicken courdon bleu in red sauce) and Pollo a la Gorge (grilled chicken with mushroom sauce). The chicken was a bit flaky but overall, it was flavorful. The serving is just enough for one person, not much for sharing. The price is also reasonable. Did I mention dessert? The Mango creme pie is very light, not too sweet. On the otherhand, the Decadent chocolate cake came a bit short of its name.
By 8pm, we were already at the airport to pick up Jayson's mom. The first thing she asked of Flor( my SIL) and I is "Wala pa bang laman?" (sabay hampas sa mga tiyan namin) Oh well, in as much as we wanted to have one...there's nothing... or at least, I haven't confirmed it yet. It's still early to conclude and I don't want to give them false hopes at this point. We had dinner at Seaside Market where food is overflowing. It's the perfect place to pig-out when you're craving for seafood. Afterwhich, Jayson had to bring his mom home to bulacan for Tito Eddie's internment.
Thursday: Dad went home to Lubao, Pampanga. My aunt called him saying that my grandma has been calling out for his name, sort of making a roll-call. My grandma is 93 years old. She's bedridden, with a bad eyesight and short of hearing. She almost died a couple of times...but she is one hell of a fighter. I remember she told me that she wanted to see me pregnant before she finally lays to rest. Pressure...
Come night time, it was late and my dad has not come home yet. I was getting worried that something might have happened to him on his way home. I couldn't call him because he didn't carry a cellphone. So, I just waited in vain. When he finally arrived, he told me his horrifying experience. He got involved in a freak accident along the highway. Apparently, he was driving fast (100km/hr) and didn't see the bridge was under construction. NLEX is poorly lighted, there were no warning devices and no signs of construction ahead. In an attempt to avoid the rutt, he stepped on the brakes and started spinning madly... much like the scene from Tom Cruise's MI2. Aside from him getting shocked, and some minor scratches on the vehicle, my dad was safe. Oh dad, what will I do without you? Thank God, he was wearing a seatbelt.
Friday night: Had some flower arrangement done at Dangwa and brought it to Bulacan. Accompanied my parents to Tito Eddie's wake. I had a bad experience with one of Jayson's family friends. When we arrived at the wake, as a sign of respect or just plain courtesy, I made "Mano" to the elderlies. Because the house was small and crowded, I reached in with my left hand as there was somebody blocking my right side. This old lady, which was the bestfriend of Jayson's aunt, just blurted with disgust that I did the "mano" with the wrong hand. I was humiliated. Good thing my parent's didn't hear her make such a nasty comment. I learned my lesson and I'm sticking to it. Never again will I come near her. She disrepected me and I don't think that people who don't respect others should not expect to be treated with respect too.
Saturday-Sunday: Went home to bulacan again for the funeral. It was a dark time for the family. While the immediate family was weeping in silence, here comes the superstar crying out loud. It was so annoying to see. If she didn't care much for the dead when he was still alive and fighting for his life, why should she start caring now? All this drama is lame. More like the payed crying ladies seen in movies. And the Best actress award goes to her. It's all superficial.
Monday: It's our 9th year anniversary! Jayson's still with his mom in Bulacan. I spent the day working on our digiscrapbook. Another year, and we totally forgot about it!
Wednesday: Got the NBI clearance already. Needless to say, the photo was awful. I look constipated. We had lunch at Plato Platina in Blue Wave. We ordered Pasta Marinara, All-meat Pizza, Pollo a la Salvatorre (chicken courdon bleu in red sauce) and Pollo a la Gorge (grilled chicken with mushroom sauce). The chicken was a bit flaky but overall, it was flavorful. The serving is just enough for one person, not much for sharing. The price is also reasonable. Did I mention dessert? The Mango creme pie is very light, not too sweet. On the otherhand, the Decadent chocolate cake came a bit short of its name.
By 8pm, we were already at the airport to pick up Jayson's mom. The first thing she asked of Flor( my SIL) and I is "Wala pa bang laman?" (sabay hampas sa mga tiyan namin) Oh well, in as much as we wanted to have one...there's nothing... or at least, I haven't confirmed it yet. It's still early to conclude and I don't want to give them false hopes at this point. We had dinner at Seaside Market where food is overflowing. It's the perfect place to pig-out when you're craving for seafood. Afterwhich, Jayson had to bring his mom home to bulacan for Tito Eddie's internment.
Thursday: Dad went home to Lubao, Pampanga. My aunt called him saying that my grandma has been calling out for his name, sort of making a roll-call. My grandma is 93 years old. She's bedridden, with a bad eyesight and short of hearing. She almost died a couple of times...but she is one hell of a fighter. I remember she told me that she wanted to see me pregnant before she finally lays to rest. Pressure...
Come night time, it was late and my dad has not come home yet. I was getting worried that something might have happened to him on his way home. I couldn't call him because he didn't carry a cellphone. So, I just waited in vain. When he finally arrived, he told me his horrifying experience. He got involved in a freak accident along the highway. Apparently, he was driving fast (100km/hr) and didn't see the bridge was under construction. NLEX is poorly lighted, there were no warning devices and no signs of construction ahead. In an attempt to avoid the rutt, he stepped on the brakes and started spinning madly... much like the scene from Tom Cruise's MI2. Aside from him getting shocked, and some minor scratches on the vehicle, my dad was safe. Oh dad, what will I do without you? Thank God, he was wearing a seatbelt.
Friday night: Had some flower arrangement done at Dangwa and brought it to Bulacan. Accompanied my parents to Tito Eddie's wake. I had a bad experience with one of Jayson's family friends. When we arrived at the wake, as a sign of respect or just plain courtesy, I made "Mano" to the elderlies. Because the house was small and crowded, I reached in with my left hand as there was somebody blocking my right side. This old lady, which was the bestfriend of Jayson's aunt, just blurted with disgust that I did the "mano" with the wrong hand. I was humiliated. Good thing my parent's didn't hear her make such a nasty comment. I learned my lesson and I'm sticking to it. Never again will I come near her. She disrepected me and I don't think that people who don't respect others should not expect to be treated with respect too.
Saturday-Sunday: Went home to bulacan again for the funeral. It was a dark time for the family. While the immediate family was weeping in silence, here comes the superstar crying out loud. It was so annoying to see. If she didn't care much for the dead when he was still alive and fighting for his life, why should she start caring now? All this drama is lame. More like the payed crying ladies seen in movies. And the Best actress award goes to her. It's all superficial.
Monday: It's our 9th year anniversary! Jayson's still with his mom in Bulacan. I spent the day working on our digiscrapbook. Another year, and we totally forgot about it!
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Change of Name
I'm so relieved that my travel documents have been dealt with. Getting married sure does add some extra tasks like having your name changed. I felt nostalgic saying goodbye to my Maiden name. Well, that comes with getting married.
Since I hate queue's, I tried to do things that can be accomplished through the internet.
Marriage Certificate/Birth Certificate:
www.census.gov.ph or dial 737-1111
P300 at Metrobank
5 -7 days processing
Passport:
www.passport.com.ph or dial 737-1000
P1,300 only
2 passport size photo, no name and signature, white background, shirt/blouse with collar and
sleeves
Marriage certificate from NSO or certified true copy of marriage contract from city hall in Sepca
paper and authenticated by NSO
Old passport
Use your married name in the application form
Be present on the said pick-up and delivery date
PRC license:
2 passport size photo with name at the buttom
Marriage certificate from NSO only
photocopy of license back-to-back
Fill-up green form for renewal and change of name -- entrance
get form for Change of Name (white paper), have it notarized P40--2nd flr. main bldg.
Records verification -- section B 1st flr. main bldg.
Grade verification -- annex bldg near entrance
Pay at the cashier P475 and P21 for documentary stamp
Submit all document at the Office of the Secreatary -- 3rd flr. main bldg.
1-2 months processing
NBI clearance:
NBI bldg. Carriedo st. Quiapo Manila
Pay P20 entrance and P115 for the clearance itself
3-5 days before releasing
Thankfully, all these Government agencies were efficient in delivering services.
Since I hate queue's, I tried to do things that can be accomplished through the internet.
Marriage Certificate/Birth Certificate:
www.census.gov.ph or dial 737-1111
P300 at Metrobank
5 -7 days processing
Passport:
www.passport.com.ph or dial 737-1000
P1,300 only
2 passport size photo, no name and signature, white background, shirt/blouse with collar and
sleeves
Marriage certificate from NSO or certified true copy of marriage contract from city hall in Sepca
paper and authenticated by NSO
Old passport
Use your married name in the application form
Be present on the said pick-up and delivery date
PRC license:
2 passport size photo with name at the buttom
Marriage certificate from NSO only
photocopy of license back-to-back
Fill-up green form for renewal and change of name -- entrance
get form for Change of Name (white paper), have it notarized P40--2nd flr. main bldg.
Records verification -- section B 1st flr. main bldg.
Grade verification -- annex bldg near entrance
Pay at the cashier P475 and P21 for documentary stamp
Submit all document at the Office of the Secreatary -- 3rd flr. main bldg.
1-2 months processing
NBI clearance:
NBI bldg. Carriedo st. Quiapo Manila
Pay P20 entrance and P115 for the clearance itself
3-5 days before releasing
Thankfully, all these Government agencies were efficient in delivering services.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
In 3's
They say that death comes in three's. I am slightly superstitious that's why I can be a sucker for traditional beliefs. Last week, there were three deaths in the family. Thankfully, It didn't involve the people I hold dearest to my heart. I don't think I could hold on to my sanity if something should happen to them. Incidents like these reminds me to call on God. I am not deeply religious. I barely go to church but when I do, I make sure that I give myself to His service.
It was my mother-in-law's brother that passed away last wednesday. The day before that, he suffered a massive stroke (intracerebral hemorrhage) which sent him to a catastrophic, comatose state. We were not there to make the initial assessment nor were we in a position to decide which road the family should take. The hardest part of my profession is making these so-called life changing decisions. How do we tell the relatives that there is no hope? We don't. We give them options even if the situation seem bleek. It's just depressing to see that ultimately, the final dictate will still revolve around the financial capability of the family. For the wealthy, the choices are limitless. For the impoverished, there is no choice. But for everyone, there is always hope...even in the slightest of possibilities.
We spent the weekend in Bulacan with Jayson's siblings. For the first time, I enjoyed it. No tension, no rivalry, no negative vibes...it felt great! They're my family now, and we do have each other to rely on. The family's darkest hours brought us together.
On a lighter note, I was able to snatch some time to work on my digiscrapbook. For this weekend, I was able to make three layouts. I tried doing it in Adobe. It's much too complicated for me. Good thing I have a software that's easy to use...made for slow-learners like me. It's a little draining but the outcome is soooo...worth it! Check it out here.
It was my mother-in-law's brother that passed away last wednesday. The day before that, he suffered a massive stroke (intracerebral hemorrhage) which sent him to a catastrophic, comatose state. We were not there to make the initial assessment nor were we in a position to decide which road the family should take. The hardest part of my profession is making these so-called life changing decisions. How do we tell the relatives that there is no hope? We don't. We give them options even if the situation seem bleek. It's just depressing to see that ultimately, the final dictate will still revolve around the financial capability of the family. For the wealthy, the choices are limitless. For the impoverished, there is no choice. But for everyone, there is always hope...even in the slightest of possibilities.
We spent the weekend in Bulacan with Jayson's siblings. For the first time, I enjoyed it. No tension, no rivalry, no negative vibes...it felt great! They're my family now, and we do have each other to rely on. The family's darkest hours brought us together.
On a lighter note, I was able to snatch some time to work on my digiscrapbook. For this weekend, I was able to make three layouts. I tried doing it in Adobe. It's much too complicated for me. Good thing I have a software that's easy to use...made for slow-learners like me. It's a little draining but the outcome is soooo...worth it! Check it out here.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Gateway
Weekends are dedicated for watching movies. This time around, we went to Cubao to check out the newest mall in town, Gateway. Since we hardly go there, I was amazed that I can still navigate thru the streets of Cubao. It's been months since our last visit. During the time when Alicia Keys had her concert in Araneta Coliseum, the mall was still on its finishing stage. I really like this particular mall. It may be small but the shops that I often go to are all there. I was delighted.
We ate dinner at Burgoo. We ordered Grilled Pork Chops, Grilled Chicken Americana with Angel Hair Pasta in Pomondoro sauce and the Baby Back Ribs platter with shrimps and sausages. All tasted bland! Total waste of money.
Next, it's movie time! The theater was very modern, clean and orderly. The ticketnet was overflowing with people. My only qualm is that you still have to go out of the cinema if you want to use the restroom. We watched Tom Cruise's latest movie, War of the Worlds. I was a little disappointed with the film. I guess I expected more from Spielberg and Cruise.
Somehow, whenever I think of Cubao, the first thing that comes to mind is C.O.D. My fondest childhood memories of the Christmas season were spent watching the yearly mechanical show in front of the store. A lot has changed. The covered Fiesta Carnival is now an open park. I was not able to see the famous Gregg shoes stall, maybe it's no longer there. I didn't even know that there was such a mall called Shopwise. Overall, I think it has changed for the better.
We ate dinner at Burgoo. We ordered Grilled Pork Chops, Grilled Chicken Americana with Angel Hair Pasta in Pomondoro sauce and the Baby Back Ribs platter with shrimps and sausages. All tasted bland! Total waste of money.
Next, it's movie time! The theater was very modern, clean and orderly. The ticketnet was overflowing with people. My only qualm is that you still have to go out of the cinema if you want to use the restroom. We watched Tom Cruise's latest movie, War of the Worlds. I was a little disappointed with the film. I guess I expected more from Spielberg and Cruise.
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Friday, July 01, 2005
5th
I had a burst of inspiration from the email I got from "the Knot". I almost forgot our anniversary. Technically speaking, it falls every 31st of the month. But for some obvious reason...we need to settle for another date. No biggie! It's just a number.
5 Months after:
- got the album and video already
- halfway through the wedding scrapbook
- documents for migration still being
processed
- openned a joint account
- set-up a clinic
- export crystal jewelry to PNG
- got marriage license from NSO
- had my passport ammended for
adoption of married name
- had some new hobbies (see the
picture I laid-out)
- still waiting for a miracle
Since I have to renew my passport, I had my picture taken at Kodak Retiro ridden with eyebags and zits on the forehead. No choice, i had to make do with the face I have. When Jayson picked it up from the studio, he said he was surprised to see my picture on display. Nyek! Dyahe! Di kaya ginu-good time na naman ako nun?
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Yesterday was crazy! A movie/teleserya/commercial (no idea) was shot at the store across our home. Sabi ng daddy, "May shooting sa labas!" Being a sucker for gossip, I followed him and looked through the window. "Ano yan? Daming tao! Sinong bida? Nge! walang sikat? Sus, kala ko makikita ko na si Hero and Sandara." Disappointed, I left. Must be another one of those LBM's (low budget movies).
And the cough builds on... Sa mga kababayan ko, sabay sabay tayong mag-Whoof! whoof!
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