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Saturday, February 21, 2009
Slow Day
Another slow day is coming to an end. TheHub was supposed to come here to accompany me do my laundry and grocery shopping; but he had a lot to take care of at home. He will come here tomorrow instead.
I need to be at the Clover facility by 6 o'clock in the morning on Monday. I will be staying there until Wednesday afternoon; about 3 o'clock. TheHub will be picking me up at about that time to take me to the Santamaria's residence, and I will be staying there until Sunday 6:00 PM. Whew! This coming work week will surely be a L...O...N...G week for me. 
This will be the first time I will be working in this field for seven days, straight.
I spent the time I had to myself today to already start packing for next week. My cousin cooked two slabs of T-bone steak for lunch. We had one slab each. I ate it with rice. TeeHee! Now, as I am composing this journal entry, I have one whole chicken in the oven ... that's what we're going to have for dinner. Yumm! 
Friday, February 20, 2009
Facebook Updates
Unlike in Novato, the facility where I had my on-the-job training did not have a WiFi service. Ergo, I was not able to post a single journal entry while I was away for the past 4 days.
I got there on Sunday (Feb 15) at 6 PM; and TheHub picked me up at 6 PM yesterday.
Of course, the first thing I did when I got home was to check my e-mail inbox. HaH! That's a lie ... I actually had dinner first, THEN I logged in to check my e-mail inbox. One thing stood out among the messages I received: my Facebook alerts.
The image below shows how behind I already am on Facebook. HeeHee!
That's all right, though. My job is way more important than Facebook; not that my friends are not that important to me. They are. I just badly need the
moolah at this time in my life.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Sam Misses Poppy
Papa,
I miss you na! Sayang hindi niyo nakita ng totoo ng buhay ang project natin. Maganda, pero 95 lang. Sana 100 na lang para mas happy kayo. Sana nandito pa kayo kasi gusto ko malaman ang comment niyo. I love you.
- Sam
One of Papa's interests is to create things that require precision and dexterity. That's also one of the things I will be missing a lot about him. How I wish I had that skill, too. It's true what my sister said about my father, that he never stops working on a project, even if he has to stay up all night, until he gets the result that he wants to achieve.
E-Card
I got this Valentine's Day greeting card from TheHub! 
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Poppy
Text on photo: There are stars whose radiance is visible on earth though they have long been extinct. There are people whose brilliance continues to light the world even though they are not longer among the living. These lights are particularly bright when the night is dark. They light the way for human kind. - Hannah Szenes
I found the picture above as an attachment in an e-mail today. It came from my cousin Ahrlene and her friend, Tina. Their message to the family goes:
"We were truly saddened to hear about Tito Jake's passing. For several years we became close with him and had so much in common. We kept in touch through e-mails and instant messages we had many great times,he was a true inspiration with amazing creative talents.
Last year, it was a blessing for us to visit the Philippines and finally see Tito Jake in person. We will always remember Tito Jake and keep him in our hearts for we are grateful that he was part of our lives. We will miss Tito Jake dearly and our prayers are with him always and forever."
With Love Sympathy and Warmth,
Arhlene and Tina, New York
The following are messages were written by my sister, Mel, who is in Canada; my sister, Cathy, who is in Washington; my cousin, Lianne, who is in Australia; and, myself. ... not posted in that order, though
"Papa is in a better place now. No more migraines, no more backaches, no more gasping for air with every little move...
I'm so proud of my Papa. He has touched the lives of many in different ways. He was a teacher, a mentor, an adviser a friend and of course he was my father. Growing up he loved taking pictures of us and taking us places and because of this I have learned so much. Life lessons that now I find are so important. Tools that he knew we could use so that even in his absence when faced with adversity we would survive - for this I am grateful.
He was strict, but this was not without purpose. He just always wanted us to learn whatever we could from whatever experience we went through. He didn't make it easy so sometimes we resented him for that, but later on I realized the reason for that was because he didn't want to rob us of the "ahhhh moments" and of discovering things for ourselves. However, he didn't leave us by ourselves he just hung around in case we had any questions.
He was a practical joker and was always thinking of ways to make us laugh.... maybe he loved to hear our laughter. As a father, his children's laughter was music to his ears.
When his condition started getting bad it was frustrating to see and much more frustrating even to know that there was not much we could do to help his physical suffering. I am glad that at least during the last year before leaving i have had the chance to take care of him and to show him that i loved him - i still do and that i cared for him. When I left, I left with a heavy heart... it was so hard leaving him that way but he made it easy by telling me that he understood what my life's purpose was and that he wanted me to fulfill that purpose. He even made a joke and said he'd always visit me thru google earth and see if i was okay. Now he doesn't need google earth! He's free to roam wherever he wants to - but of course i'd be afraid if he'd suddenly appear in the living room or the kitchen!
I'm grateful to God that he gave me my Papa. Now the thought Papa might be with my Lola Jules and Lolo Joaquin and of course with our Lord where there is no more pain, no more suffering, where he could breath freely and easily without the nebulizer or the oxygen tank. Where he could run around freely and not wobble to the bathroom or the dining room. Where he could talk on end without the effort of gasping for every breath of air his dwindling strength could muster. I trust that He is in a better place.... a better peace.
I love you Papa."
--- Mel, Canada
"I regret not being there with all of you at this time of our lives. However, I’m sure that Papa would understand that. I have been crying a lot since I heard about his passing. I know I must already stop because Papa might show up here in my room, and tell me that there is no reason to cry because he is at a better place now. A place where he wouldn’t have to gasp for air to breath okay; a place where he would no longer have to suffer from his pains and worries anymore. A place from where he could watch all of us – especially since the members of our family are in different places in the world now.
Papa was a strict father; but it was only because he didn’t want anything bad to happen to us. He had his own way of showing his love – something which I thought of or felt was anything other than love – which made me feel bad most of the time. But, after thinking about his purpose in doing what he did or saying what he said, I realize that he just didn’t want us to get in any sort of trouble.
Whenever I talk about Papa with my friends, I pretty much describe him as a “jack of all trades; master of none” kind of man. Growing up, I saw him fix just about anything in and around the house. He did the same for the cars, bicycles, or even with whatever needs to be repaired at their dental office. He gets disappointed whenever we buy new stuff to replace existing things that we claim to be broken. He’d say, “Bili kayo nang bili. Galit na galit kayo sa pera. Puwede pa namang aregluhin bakit bibili ng bago at itatapon ito?” He always talked about saving, not just with money per se, but with everything else like water, electricity, etc.
I learned so much from Papa; and I know that if I only spent more time with him, I would have learnt even more of his principles and theories. Papa was simple, practical, smart, artistic, precise, creative, and imaginative. He had a very good sense of humor. He loves making the people around him laugh. He showed passion with every project he made. He could stay up all night finishing them until he’s satisfied with the outcome. Not only was he goal-oriented, he was also process-oriented. The end-result of whatever task we take on is important, but he says how you arrive at it is just as important. There were so many instances where I found myself saying, “Oo nga ano?! Ang galing!” whenever he shared with me his thoughts about teaching, parenting, or anything about life. I like the analogies he used for us to better understand his point. With the light, for instance, he always said, “Isipin mo ang ilaw na iniiwanan ninyong naka-sindi parang gripo na buhus nang buhos ng tubig.”
I received a D-SLR camera as a gift for my birthday when I got here last year. When I e-mailed him about it, he told me right away to send him the photos I take so that he could critique them, and in turn I’d learn from the feedback he’d give me. He explained to me the mechanics of exposure, aperture, and shutter speed in very simple ways – ways that make photography seem so simple. He used the human eye, skin, sun, as references to simplify photography for me. He loved photography so much that he even had his own dark room at our former house.
Papa was very sharp. I used to receive a couple of e-mail messages from him even while I was still there in Manila ... even when I was only in my room and he was in his. I will miss those. But Papa, that doesn’t mean you still have to keep sending, okay?
What I have mentioned so far are just a few of the things I have learned from him. All of what I have said is infinitestimal or very small compared to the amount of what I learned from Papa. I know that the knowledge he had transferred to me is something that would help me survive and be practical in the coming years of my life, which I would love to be able to share with my children as well.
Papa was not only my father, he was my teacher too. I am so proud to have a father as knowledgeable as he was.
I will miss you, Papa, I love you. I am, in a way, happy that you’re happy where you are now, and that your sufferings have already ended. Please continue to watch over me, my kids, and the rest of the family."
--- Me, California
"First of all, I would like to thank everyone here for coming. I’m sure each and everyone has their own reason for being here. May it be to comfort my family and each other for his passing or to reminisce and share memories of how he’s touched our lives.
Generally, people knew him as Jake, though he was mostly referred to as Dr. Ladao—as their dentist maybe, as their professor or as a colleague. He was also called Uncle and at some point in his life, could be heard over the air waves as DU1JKE. Some will remember him as strict or serious, but to many he was humorous. To sum up his life is to see him as a dentist by trade, a teacher at heart, a friend to spend time with, a mentor to bounce off ideas with, an uncle, a cousin, but also, a husband to Evelyn and father to Mel, Rikki, Cathy and Tin.
My dad, or papa as we call him, was a lot of things to me. As a teacher, he taught me to be inquisitive, to keep learning new things. He was like a sponge, always hungry for information. Though he loved learning, it only came second to teaching. I visited him at school one day. In his classroom was this big poster that said, “LEARNING DOES NOT END IN THE CLASSROOM.” Hanging in a store, that poster would just be a decorative item. But for papa, it was what made him keep going. He felt that there was so much to learn and so little time to learn them. He had this unquenchable thirst for knowledge which is so admirable. The message that that poster evoked is still within me to this day and always will because that is what he instilled in me. Even when he was old and frail, he never ceased to browse the web. He was always online either looking up new things or sharing his newfound knowledge with me. When I asked questions he didn’t know answers to, he would tell me to give him time to research the topic and lo and behold, it didn’t take long and he would email me either answers or links to answer my inquiries. He was like my personal Google or Wikipedia. He doesn’t just give me a one-sentence answer, he goes through the process. Some who may have received his origami project know what I’m talking about. Everything for him is a process. He believes in doing things right the first time. Quite a perfectionist though.
As a mentor, I find myself bouncing off ideas with him. I’m not an avid photographer like my sisters although I have my own creative moments. I’d send him pictures, and he would send them back edited or if I’d send him edited pictures, he would give me his critique. I’m going to miss those comments from him.
As a father, he was a disciplinarian. He was a firm believer of tough love. He may not have shown much emotion but I knew and have felt deep within me his love for us. He was not much for words either but we eventually learned how to act and react around his moods. I remember the trips we’ve taken. Vacations, weekends or just even day trips. We’d have picnics, lots of picture taking because he loved photography and we were his subjects. He loved it so much that during the time when you still had to develop the film before you can see the finished product, he put up his own darkroom and spent endless hours perfecting his craft. He gave us a camera to share between siblings because he wouldn’t let us use his camera until he felt we have earned the right to. Lately, in this age of digital photography, he still spent endless hours playing with his hobby but this time sitting in front of the computer cutting and pasting, and editing effortlessly. He had a heyday. It was just amazing to see the things he could do with pictures. He didn’t just stop there, he was more than willing to pass on the knowledge to us as well. He was an artist. You can see his creativity in his various projects; every clinic my mom and dad occupied, he designed, pottery, carpentry, sculpture. One of the last things I’ve seen him make is a carving of baby Jesus. He took pictures of it and sent to it us as a Christmas card.
Passionate about anything that interests him, he even got himself a motorcycle and a small boat. When he got the boat, he fixed it up with a hood that he made with fiberglass and cloth. Every summer since then, we went to Subic so we could get on the boat and go to other islands. He loved our summer trips to Subic and Olongapo.
Papa was into a lot of things but one thing I’d admit I’d taken for granted sometimes is that he was always, ALWAYS there for me. He was a friend who listened; who happened to say the right things at the right time. I may not have been around him for so long but I feel like I’ve never left his side. Anytime I’d get on the internet, I always see the yellow happy face indicating he’s online. He just happened to be there all the time, even just for a chat. He was so quick and thorough when he answered my inquiries that sometimes, I’ve found it hard to keep up with his email messages. I will miss seeing that yellow happy face beside his name waiting for a chat. He manages to make me laugh even when I feel down. When I get on the webcam with them and I’d see him frail, tired and having a hard time breathing he’d say something and it would bring a smile to my face. Nung minsan, sinumpung siyang mag-suot ng plastic na bigote the whole time he was on screen. Tawa na lang ako ng tawa. He was so funny.
It took me a long time to understand his ways, but as I understood, I loved him more. He did what he did to make me a better person and just wanted the best for me. I know that even when I’ve disappointed him, he still loved me wholeheartedly. I will miss his emails, chats and simply him being around that way, but I know that all I have to do is look within and know that he will always be in my thoughts, words and deeds. I thank him for the way he brought me up. To me, he’s always been a good dad and someone I’ve always looked up to. The time is short for me to mention every reason why I feel blessed to have had him as my dad but those are some of the ways I would remember him.
He’s always looked after me through all these years, now, our Father is taking care of him—no more worries, no more fears and no more pain. He is in a better place now and it gives me comfort in knowing that he has accepted salvation in his own way…privately. May our good Lord bless him and keep him.
I love you papa. Thank you."
--- Cathy, Washington
"Losing a love one is one of the most difficult things we can go through, so much more if it is a parent or an uncle. No words can express what we are feeling right now and I’m sure only time can help us accept the fact that Tito Jake is no longer with us here on earth. But his memory will stay forever in our hearts.
Tito Jake, as known to all nephews, nieces and grandchildren in our family was someone you can easily talk to. He listened and had the passion to share his thoughts and intelligent advice. To me he was a very kind person and was always ready to help. We will never forget your support and presence when it was needed most. We will surely miss you on emails and MSN messenger as you were there all the time. Tito Jake had this special gift (apart from specializing in Dentistry) which he loved to share. It is his creative work of art, graphics and illustrations relating to any topic he can think of.
Tito Jake was one of those hard working fathers that always got his way. His words were the law in the house. I remember as a child when I used to sleep over at their place and hung out with my cousins, Mel, Ricky, Cathy and Christine, we feared him because it always felt that he would give us a long lecture. Not realizing that he was already teaching us one of the most valuable lessons in life. He was very strict as a father but that was only because he cared for his children and had always dreamed for their successes in life.
In December 21, 2008, we received an email Christmas greeting from Tito Jake with an attached picture of his latest work of art, the nativity and baby Jesus. He personally carved the wood and cut-up materials from Mel’s old clothes to dress up baby Jesus. It was the most special gift we ever received. Although he was struggling, he diverted his mind in doing something he loved. Tito Jake always believed in the power of the mind which would have helped him cope in the most difficult situations in his life. Tito Jake, again we thank you. You showed strength until the end. You inspired us in so many ways. Yes Tito, I remember your usual response to this would be : “You are most welcome kiddo” “This is the least I can do”.
Let us remember everything that Tito Jake shared with us. And not mourn for his
death but celebrate his life. Because he never wanted to see people cry. He wanted everyone to learn from him and move on. So at this moment when we are about to put him to rest, let us think back and remember how Dr. Joaquin Ladao, Jr touched our lives. And thank God for giving us the chance to have known him.
Tito Jake we will forever miss you but we know in the right time, in the home of our Creator, we will meet again."
From all of us in Sydney, Australia:
Lilli Ann, Douglas and children: Don, Ken and John
Alain and Mommy Lily
Ruth, Byron and children: Paula, Kim and Kyle
Lisa, and children: ,JC and Stephanie
And Ariel, Dovie, Jan and Louie from Bahrain
Sunday, February 08, 2009
C is for Christine
I got tagged by Archie to complete the questionnaire below on Facebook. I've already nodded off a couple of times, but I want to post this before I sleep.
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Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real. . .nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.
Have Fun!!
1. What is your name: Christine
2. A four Letter Word: Care
3. A boy's Name: Cedric
4. A girl's Name: Cherisse
5. An occupation: Chemist
6. A color: Chartreuse
7. Something you wear: Choker
8. Food: Champorado
9. Something found in the bathroom: Candles
10. A place: California
11. A reason for being late: Car accident
12. Something you shout: Charge!!!
13. A movie title: Chasing Amy
14. Something you drink: Cocoa
15. A musical group: Callalily
16. An animal: Cheetah
17. A street name: Conrado Benitez St.
18. A type of car: Corvette
19. A song title: Crazy For You
20. A verb: Cry
Good night, everyone! I could hardly keep my eyes open anymore.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Spaghetti
TheHub worked in rails today. When he arrived from work, he told me that he's craving pasta. Luckily, Pasta Presto is just half a mile away from our place. He ordered Spaghetti with (a big) meatball in tomato sauce, while I had Chicken Alfredo with creamy Pesto sauce. Mine came with a deep bowl of Cream of Broccoli soup. They served the soup really hot. I loved it!
After eating, we just sat in his car and talked about crazy (funny) stuff. He sure does know how to cheer me up. We stayed there till 5:00 PM, then he already took me home as he still had to pick Angela up from Sean's.
Nothing much happened today. I spent most of the time in my room.
Another day is over. It's time for me to go to bed, again!
Good 
night, everyone!
Random Things
25 Random Things About Me
1. I am IMMENSELY missing Lorenzo Miguel and Samantha Nicole.
2. My son, Miguel, turned 14 on February 2 (2009) . . . a day after my Papa's passing.
3. Not only do I love to smile, giggle, or laugh 
, I also love to cause other people to do the same things.
4. I HATE migraine headaches; I have to take either 500mg of Ponstan SF 
or 400mg of Excedrin Migraine 
at the onset of the headache, or else I'll be stuck in bed, in a low-lit room for two days.
5. My favorite vegetable is: cauliflower 
. I like it most when Manang steams or boils them, and prepares her special white 
sauce to go with those mini "snow-capped trees".
6. I'm a gizmo freak; but do not own a lot due to financial constraints. I'm fascinated by multi-function tools. TheHub says my eyes widen and sparkle whenever I see upmarket or posh gadgets online or at the stores. He says I look like a little 
girl who has been given full access to a Candy World or a Toy Land.
7. I love Japanese 
and Thai 
food. Yumm!
8. I get COLD too easily! 
Ugh! PG&E would most definitely make a big profit if I would yield to my every urge to turn (or keep) the heater on. At night, when I don’t turn the heater on, I sleep in two pairs of pajamas and at least three layers of shirt, under 4 layers of blanket . . . 1 fleece, 1 cotton, and 1 flannel/wool-folded in half.
9. I am a chatterbox 
around really close friends. I could talk for hours on end once I’m engaged in a discussion of a subject matter I fancy.
10. When things don't turn out the way they have been planned, I get 
frustrated; and, it takes me a while to snap out of that state.
11. I do not like science 
... ergo, I feel the same for Math as it is said to be the core of all branches of science.
12. I went gaga over shopping at several Bath and Body Works stores . . . mall stores & outlets . . . during (and a li’l after) the Fourth Quarter Holidays '08. I love their antibacterial 
hand gel and their creamy 
body wash.
13. I can live with just one meal a day.
14. I am grateful to our Lord that despite the many times I’ve fallen asleep while driving, I still arrive at my destination (home, most of the time) in one piece. 
More often than not, I don’t even remember some parts of the trip. I am not proud of this. As a matter of fact, I’d say it’s scary. Those days are over, though, because I no longer stay up late, working unimaginably long hours.
15. I want to learn more about HTML & XML, but do not dedicate ample time to do so.
16. I can live without chocolates, but I always have to have 
mints.
17. Starbucks 
to me is: decaf, venti, non-fat, 125-degrees Fahrenheit, Caramel Macchiato! 
18. I am afraid of the dark! 
19. I love taking photos of kids . . . except there are not that many kids for me to take pictures of. 
20. I use Downy Ultra Liquid Fabric Softener 
and Downy Fabric Softener 
Sheets, Simple Pleasures Vanilla & Lavender scent. I found Tide liquid detergent with Downy Simple Pleasures, and that’s what I’m presently using with my clothes. ... Which reminds me ... I already need to do my laundry ... Yikes!
21. I day dream a lot ... too much already, I think! 
22. I have a small collection 
of plush giraffes.
23. As a young girl, I didn’t enjoy playing with dolls. I was more interested in action figures, robots, and toy cars/trucks/planes. The most that I liked were the 
ones you'd have to 
assemble. (DIY toys)
24. My left temple was scratched by our pet dog, Fingers, when I was 5 years old. Sitting down, he was a tad taller than me standing up. I still have the scar on my face. (We named him fingers because he had an extra finger on each of his paws.) 
The dog in the picture is not Fingers, but that’s how he looked like. By the way, we would have celebrated his nth birthday on February 14 if he were still alive to this day.
25. I wish I were as good a photographer as my father was.
"I will miss all those tips and techniques you shared with me, Pa; most especially the way you explained things to me through your amazing analogies. You made photography and everything else seem so simple, the way you talk about them."
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Good Friends!
Karina sent me an SMS today. After exchanging two messages each, I decided to just call her up on her phone. We had a 75-minute chat. I think she she said she's 20 weeks into her pregnancy now. Also, she was advised by her Obstetrician to rest, and not to work. Her mom suggested that she push back reviewing for the Bar Exam until she has already given birth.
Sally called while we were buying food to go at Taco Bell. She said, she went to the Loyola Memorial Park with Giny and Riz last night to pay respect to Papa, but he had already been cremated and had already been transferred to the Christ the King Gardens (on E. Rodriguez, Quezon City) at that time. They didn't know that there was still viewing that night; so, they just went home.
Jaymee, Misyel, and Daphne also went to the chapel, but at the time they got there, Papa had already been transferred.
Those were all a product of mis-communication.
Nonetheless, I would just like to say that there really are no words to express how thankful I am to have friends like those ladies whose names I have mentioned above. They are always there for me at the most important events in my life. It didn't matter to them that I am all the way here in the U.S.A. They still went to the wake without my asking.
Good friends are certainly hard to find. Ergo, I am keeping them ... for life!
I love you ladies!
By the way, TheHub and I went to visit Tita Cora (my Mom's sister-in-law) at the retirement home she lives at. She was very accommodating and very nice to us. She wants us to go back there another time, so that we could have also visit Manang Coralyn (my cousin; her daughter)
Sob!
Monday, February 02, 2009
cluttered
So many things have happened in my life in the past four days. I had meant to post my first entry last Friday; but I always get side-tracked. Now, there are already too much to write about; and I don't know how to start anymore.
It's 6:01 in the morning of Monday, February 2 as I compose this entry. I will have been awake for 24 hours in another 2 hours. My head feels light. I'm cold--my fingers feel like they're popsicles attached to my hands. My back is sore. My legs feel so heavy. I already want to sleep; but my body doesn't seem like it agrees with my brain.
It's Miguel's 14th birthday today; but, there's just too many things going on that he willingly told Mama-my mom-that he won't treat his friends out to lunch anymore. I wish there was something I could for him. 
I have to do this. I have to rest now. I will come back tonight when my mind is (hopefully) less cluttered.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Papa
TheHub and I were going to see "Taken", starring Liam Neeson, today. He said he needed to first fix the toilet and play a few sets with Philip yet before coming here.
Some time in the mid-afternoon he sent me an SMS telling me that he'd leave a little after six. by 6:12 PM, his message read: Leavn nw Hun. Just then the maintenance guy was just finishing up with the heater. "Perfect timing," I thought to myself; so, I told him in my reply that I was already about to shower.
I was getting my stuff ready when my cousin, Peter, handed me the cordless phone and said it was his Tatay (Tagalog for Dad).
The moment he knew I was already on the line with him, he asked me if I already knew about what had happened to my Papa. He told me that he had passed away this morning ... just a couple of hours before he made that phone call to me. (Sunday morning, February 1, 2009 in Manila, Philippines; Saturday night, January 31, 2009, here in California, U.S.A.)
He hung up & I called home. Manang Nimfa answered my call. When she realized it was me, she started sobbing while telling me about what happened.
I am sorry but I choose not to re-tell the story here. I am sure you guys would understand.
Anyway, after talking to Manang, I called Mama up. When TheHub got here, he just held me in his arms and I cried, and cried. After about an hour, he told me that I have to eat because I haven't eaten anything yet the whole day.
We had dinner. As usual, I wasn't able to finish my food again. He tuck me in bed afterward, and stayed with me until midnight.
This entry is for yesterday. I wasn't able to come online to talk about this anymore last night.
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He said he was going to come here today to keep me company; but he had to take Angela to Kaiser because she was complaining about pain on her side. They were there from 8:45 am till a little past 7:00 pm. So, he didn't come here anymore that way he can take care of her daughter. She had a 107 deg(F) fever and a viral infection in her lower abdomen.
I'll just see him tomorrow.
yours truly
Behind The Scenes
Biographical Sketch
I am Ardent. Bubbly. Chatty. Demonstrative. Eccentric. Faithful. Goofy.
Humorous. Impulsive. Jumpy. Kooky. Lazy. Moody. Nocturnal. Organized --
NOT!
Observant.
PINAY! Quixotic. Restless. Sweet. Ticklish. Understanding.
Versatile. Worrier. Xenial. Zany.
Yep! I'm all that and
more!
I am also a proud mom to two uber wonderful kids:
Lorenzo Miguel
and
Samantha Nicole . . .
AND a lifetime partner to the most patient and the understanding man I've ever known,
RICKY!
I am currently located in one the nine counties in the San Francisco Bay Area, California, U.S.A.;
but, I come from the country referred to as the
Pearl of the Orient Seas
I
Like: going to the movies, traveling, sleeping-in, reading books, and chatting; especially if it's with
TheHub and/or the
kids. Those are
just a few of the many, many things I like doing.
I
Dislike:
MIGRAINE HEADACHE, pain--both physical and emotional, icky stuff, being alone, fibbers, opportunists ...
my heart's desires
Dear Santa, puhleeaze get these for me:
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new job
happiness
peace of mind
apartment shared with
TheHub
to be with the
kids again!
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The Sweet Escape
::People who walk in when the rest of the world walks out::
I haven't updated this part yet.
Stories are piling up; but, something in me is just frustratingly slowing me down.
Liezl a.k.a. MommyBa
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