The Boy vs. The Camera

The Revamp Tramp took some great shots of The Boy- here is a sample!

oldie but goodie

an exchange from those in the know, ie WGD and Yours Truly-

• Fibbers get a swat.
• Bullies go to hell.

HOW WILL YOU KNOW YOU'RE AT A FILIPINO PARTY?

I got this from my friend Ruth! Here are some helpful hints-
Update! As Sister commented, there are few significant differences in our family/friend funtions. I noted the ones that I remember specifically

• You're an hour late and there's still nobody there.
• There’s enough food to feed the Philippines. And it is GOOOOOD. Like loosen your belt good.
• You can't even get through the door because there's a pile of 50 pairs of shoes blocking the way (the floor is carpeted, that's why).
• You are greeted by a Tita Baby and/or a Tito Boy.
• There's a piano in the living room for decoration.
• You see a huge fork and spoon on the wall, a framed picture of the Last Supper, a huge Santo Nino, and a barrel man.
• You enter a family party and you "Ma no" to half the old crowd and when you leave you have to say goodbye to EVERYONE that's related to you as a sign of respect. You end up saying hello and goodbye for a total of 30-40 minutes. I think this maybe is the hand to forehead thing- which I will still do if they proffer the hand(rare)- but I don't know the name
• The lumpia is gone in 5 minutes and they are frying up another batch.
• There's at least one or more with the name : JP,JJ,PJ,TJ,DJ,AJ, RJ,LJ, Lingling, Bingbing, Tingting, Dingding, Wengweng, Bongbong, Dongdong etc.
• There's goat 'pulutan' being cooked. I only know pig...
• There's a crazy woman with a camera going around the room snapping away and yelling, "Uy peeeek-chuuur!" I fear this is me.
• All the old aunties and guests are already wrapping up food to take home.
• You have the Pacquiao fight on the illegal cable boxes on the 70" LCD in the movie room, the 10 yr old 50" CRT in the living room, the 15 yr old 30" tube in the breakfast nook, the 20 yr old 15" tube in the kitchen, the 30 yr old 13" tube in the garage
  AND the Little portable by the BBQ grill, because TVs are NEVER retired in a Filipino household, they merely get demoted to whichever room doesn't have a TV yet,then it ends up in the balikbayan box to be sent to a relative back home, and it ends up being the main TV at a house again.
• The aunties & guests are showing off their "designer" Louis Vuitton and Coach bags that they secretly bought at a swap-meet. Sister has pointed out- and rightly so- that our mom and our aunties go for the real thing.
• Someone is always in the kitchen constantly cleaning up, and you're not sure if she's the maid or a relative, so you greet and kiss them on the cheek anyway.
• Relatives/friends will ask you where you work. If it's a retail job or if you work at an amusement park, they'll ask if you can get them a discount. This has happened to me- BUT!- when I graduated from school my relatives were also quick to give leads on potential jobs and put in a good word.
• The older men are in the garage playing posoy-dos, the women are gossiping or are playing mahjong, most other people are in the entertainment room singing karaoke, and the kids are outside the streets running around unsupervised. I myself remember everyone playing mahjong together in the living and dining rooms. My folks once had 3 tables set up, each with little tables between players for handy snacks. I miss the clacking sound of the tiles.
• They're singing "Peelings" on karaoke.
• You hear a male's voice on the karaoke trying to emulate Frank Sinatra's "My Way".
• Women are still doing the line dance to "todo todo ".
• They play "Achy-Breaky Heart" over and over again. We have a cousin that line dances like no-ones bidness.
• Religious gatherings at the house turn into an illegal gambling setup by the end of the night.

OH DI BA?

fun with archaic words and gender

Actor -> Actress
Waiter-> Waitress
Butler -> ?


it is to giggle if one contemplates butless or butlette

What's Your Personality Type?

What's Your Personality Type?
You Are An ISFP

The Artist
You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).You enjoy spending your free time in nature. You are good with animals and children.
Simply put, you enjoy beauty in all its forms. You live for the simple pleasures in life.Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.

In love, you are quiet and sweet yet very passionate. You love easily.You have an underlying love for all living things, and it's easy for you to accept someone into your heart.

At work, you do best in an unconventional position. You express yourself well and can work with almost anyone.
You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.
How you see yourself: Sympathetic, kind, and communicative

When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, insecure, and overly sensitive



WGD says I am NOT sensitive. I fear he's right... hehehe

I'm goin' back to Cali...

For just a few days to see my folks and The Sister!
My mom had flyer miles which she generously gave to me- yahoo! I'll miss my fellas horribly but, you know what they say....
if you have a chance for home-cooking that YOU don't have to make- GO FOR IT
Also, I am leaving the snow/hail/weird weather cycle. WOoOt!

Why is it...

singular-louse; plural-lice
singular-mouse; plural-mice

singular-house;plural- houseES?

Kim?

Dear Demondoll

*Warning: This is supposedly a real query for an advice column. My own response below post may contain strong language.

Dear Demondoll-
I've just married my third husband, and this is his second marriage. We each have a child. I have a son who is 10, and my husband has a 12-year-old daughter.
We all live together, but I am unhappy because I want his daughter to live with her mother instead of with us. He wants her with us because her mother is sort of unstable, unemployed off and on, and has abused alcohol and drugs in the past.
The mother appears to be doing better, according to my stepdaughter (she has been with her mother on weekends lately). My husband and I do not communicate with his ex. As a matter of fact, I hate her.
I don't want to raise my stepdaughter. Her own mother should be taking care of her. The mother pays no child support and doesn't even bother to thank us. I've expressed my feelings, and my husband is hoping my feelings will change.
Why should I have to be responsible for the daughter when her mother is capable? Why should she be free of obligation? I have to take care of my son, go to PTA meetings, basketball practice, swimming lessons, cook, clean, wash clothes and work a full-time job. What do you think? — Upset Wife!

Dear Selfish Sn&tchwad-
I am amazed- AMAZED that you could even find a 3rd man who could put up with your nonsense. What, you want to form a life with someone, but his child/ren are to be shunted away like a bad purchase? How would you feel, Jackhole, if your husband's attitude toward your little angel matched yours to this girl?
You have a chance to love another child, a child who has done nothing wrong except offend you by her existence. A true grown-up would embrace the loved ones of her beloved, not exclude them like a uptight b*tch. Golly, who would've thought Hubby was moving a step down from an unstable addict? I hope either you wake up soon, or that your husband leaves you for a better, not bitter, mate. I have serious doubts for your soul.

Best Wishes,
Demondoll

haiku to my belle-mere

*grandma with her youngest angel-pie

My mom-in-law rocks
She can do it all and more
while knitting quickly

nuggets of knowledge from the classroom

Gigi stopped by the office. Yes, we work at the same gym. And our boys are in school together, taught by my BIL, her husband. We're what you might call a tight-knit family. What?

We don't actually see each other as often as we used to, so we like to catch up on the general hooha. We nattered for a bit, then she said-
Did you hear what happened at school yesterday? and she started guffawing.
This could only mean mine was up to something.
She gasped out- BIL is always coming home with some hilarious thing The Boy has done that day! I can't believe he doesn't tell you and WGD! More laughter.
Great.
I guess yesterday, the class was seperated into small groups to work on longhouses. One of the children in The Boy's group pitched a fit about something, and spent many moments crying about how hopeless it all was. After BIL got the classmate calm, the group went back to work. A few minutes later, BIL heard The Boy-
So, (classmate)... don't you think it's better to just measure the wood at 4.5" instead of- I don't know... crying?

Niiiiice.
I admit, I laughed at the story, too. But this is not rare? I wonder where he gets the snark.