one and only

guard:  'where are you going, ma'am?'

me:  'to <brother's name>...'

guard:  'your husband, ma'am?'

me:  'no...  my brother...'

guard:  'you look alike, ma'am...'

eh?  waaahhh!!!

hmmm...  actually, he is my handsomest brother  ->  uhm, because i have no other...  ; p

peace, bruder... mwuah!!!  <3 <3 <3

aim high

me to counter crew:  'what's your name?'

crew:  '<ih-sau>...'

me:  'the food?'
->  isaw is a philippine street food.  it is grilled intestines of chicken or pig.

crew:  'the one in the bible, ma'am...'

me:  'ah...  esau...  what's his brother's name?'

crew:  'jacob, ma'am...  i have a twin named jacob...'

me:  'wow...  who's the good one, esau or jacob?  sorry, i don't remember...'

crew:  'esau, ma'am...'

me:  'oh...  good for you...  make sure you live up to your name...'

and then i saw him write his name on my order form...  it was 'isau'...

me:  'oh!  yours is I...  the one in the bible is E...  you're closer to the food...'

and then i thought, the food is W, the one in the bible is U...

hmmm...  a difference of one letter either way...

ok...  go for the loftier one  ->  he is not street food; he is a heavenly man...  0: )

one step at a time

postman cheerfully handed me a letter:  'here...  this one's yours now...'

me:  'haha...  thanks...'

last week, all the deliveries he was showing me were for the neighbors not ours.

i blurted out, 'wah!  i rushed downstairs and even cut a phone conversation when you called at the gate and then not even one letter is for us?'

he chuckled, 'next time...'

guess what, when i checked the letter he handed me, it wasn't really for me, it's for my mom.

oh, well...  closer and closer inch by inch...  ; p

special memory

aunts and uncles testing my 91-year-old aunt's memory...  each of the siblings was asking their eldest sister when their birthday is...

my aunt is able to answer every single one correctly...  : )

and then an uncle pulls me...  he asks my aunt, 'how about bong?  when is her birthday?'

me:  'she doesn't know my birthday!  that would really be surprising if she suddenly remembers it now...'

guess what, she got my birth month and was close on the date!  wow!

we're a BIG family, over two hundred:  blood descendants from my maternal grandparents plus spouses.  i remember my relatives' birthdays mainly because i have a list and, of course, now there's facebook to remind you...

i am so touched and impressed my aunt knows such details.  she's in her twilight years and it would be understandable if she forgets.  but no, her heart remembers...  <3

mission accomplished

my mom asked me to buy cakes...

ok...  off to the bakeshop i went...

i ordered the cakes near the chiller and then at the cashier, i made additional orders of my fave almondine cookies...

after paying, i picked up the cakes at the counter behind me, one box on each hand, then left.  nearing home, i suddenly realized that i do not have the cookies.  waaahhh!!!

i thought of going back but then it was so hot i decided to just call and tell them i'll get the cookies some other day.

it was very disappointing because i've been looking forward to munching my favorite almondines...  huhuhu...

there i was feeling down and then suddenly i perked up...  why?  it occurred to me if it were the cakes i forgot, i would have had to go back, rain or shine...  :O

i have the cakes...  that's what's most important...  everything else is just, well, icing...  ; )

hear the heart

at mass earlier, i joined in the singing of the hymns as usual...  and then i noticed that the guy behind me had such a beautiful voice!

suddenly i felt embarrassed to sing...  i was thinking my offering to God was so mediocre and very inferior...  :'(

immediately the widow's offering entered my mind...  Mark 12:41-44, Luke 21:2-4...  it's one of my favorite bible verses  <3

i started singing again ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬

my voice may not be as good as that of the other churchgoers but it is the only voice i have and i am humbly and wholeheartedly offering it to God...

i'm sure He will understand and i pray He will be pleased...

keep it short

singing on loop:

♩ ♪  i love you like a love song, baby
and i keep hitting re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat  ♫ ♬

sister:  'why are you singing that song?'

me:  'i dunno...  LSS?'

sister:  'it's old...'

me:  'well, yes and no...  selena gomez...'

sister:  'the 'peat-peat-peat-peat' part is annoying...  just sing up to 'i love you'...'

me:  'just that?!  not even until 'like a love song, baby'?!'

sister:  'no.'


okay, okay, i get it...  when it comes to my singing, the shorter, the better...  ;"p

to each his own

my niece and i were walking at a hotel lobby...

she blurted out:  'it smells like medicine!'

simultaneously i went:  'it smells like a spa...'

one man's meat is another man's poison...