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Pagbalik ko noong linggo ng gabi sa trabaho, pinagmalaki agad sa akin ng panganay na anak ng amo ko yung labing isang itlog ng pato na nakita nila sa kasukalan sa likod bahay kung saan sila nang-huhunting ng turkey.

Nilagay nila sa loob ng hindi kalakihang aquarium ang mga ibon na pinalibutan ng mga pakpak ng nahuling turkey noong isang linggo at tinapatan ng dalawang ganitong ———–> lamp shade.

Sabi ko sa amo ko, iyan ang tinatawag na balut.  Bakit di na lang kaya namin ilaga, budburan ng asin at suka sabay kaining buong buo ang sisiw sa loob habang masabaw sabaw pa.

Matagal tagal na rin pala akong hindi nakakakain ng balut, tanda ko noong huling uwi ko eh pinagsawa ko ang sarili ko nito.  Saka one day old.  Pati na rin bola-bola sa kariton.

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Pwede bang magpost?

Yung magpopost ako ng katulad ng dati, yung wala lang.  Kasi nararamdaman ko na naman na aabutin na naman ako ng siyam siyam bago makapag post ulit.

Mag aalas dose ng hating gabi, tanghaling tapat dyan sa pinas, heto ako ngumangata ng chips pagkatapos kumain ng yoghurt.

Hehehe! halatang walang maiblag.

Ikaw ba namang mahigit na dose oras na nagtatrabaho sa loob ng bahay, walang kasama kundi aso at ang walang humpay na pagtunog ng washing machine at dryer.  Pagkatapos sisilip ka sa labas ng bahay at wala namang makita kundi mga yelong bumagsak noong mga nakaraang araw.

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I thought, I don’t know the feeling of having a hangover anymore and will not get it any longer for the rest of my life. I still drink yes. A bottle or two beers while in front of my laptop, flicking my keyboards. Or a bottle of Beringer White Zinfandel, if I am not too thrifty enough to buy one (that’s only for me, they may get so lucky – my aunt’s visitors- if they can get some from my bottle.

But a drinking binge in a great night of party? Oh! The feeling of in the party atmosphere is so delicious. That, also, I thought I will never get to experience again.

It is a different party from Filipino parties I always have to attend because my bum is so tired sitting while my finger is working on keyboard. But I don’t like it. I don’t like, after eating, I will fight for the microphone and burn my eyes with edited images of Philippines beautiful places in WOW! Magic Sing – so unreal, why not putting real pictures for that, they earn too much from pinoy ex pats any ways – while belting out tunes as if I can sing.

I don’t like it when I am waiting in queue for the microphone again, and I hear voices shouting Tong-it or asking me if I have some spare…because they need some spare.

I don’t like staying up late in the parties doing nothing, except waiting for my turn to sing (again) and giving some spare to the tong-it player relatives.

I want real parties. Nice and contemporary music’s that will pull you to dance, overflowing drinks and foods, meeting new acquaintances and a good laugh while having everything at hand.

Last night, I wasn’t a guest in the party. I was still at work, helping the party hosts for they were having their wedding anniversary, but I must say that I had fun…so much fun that I had a hangover this morning.

But at least, i didn’t curse alcohol again.

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I blogged about how I was so upset when this child called me idiot because I kept her toys while she was still playing with it. I admit that I was kind of distressed during my first few months working with the youngest daughter of my employer, the new environment was so different for me that I don’t know how to muddle through when I am with the three siblings, especially when all of them are gushed with rage (lol! As in I am feeling I am in the middle of war whenever they are fighting).

However, working with them for almost a year now is a work in progress, although I sometimes still having a hard time with this little girl, I know I can sway with her moods now.

She’s not calling me idiot anymore. There is yelling and screaming now and then but she knows when to stop when I say stop.

She sometimes calls me mom, and then she remembers I am her nanny. She called me step mom once that jolted me from my sit. Of course, if you say step mom, there’s only one that comes to my mind and that is the wicked step mom in the fairy tales, so I asked her to call me God Mother instead.

“Why are you calling me step mom/God mom anyway?” I asked her.

“Because you are just like my mom, you are feeding me, bath me, taking care of me, and you love me. I love you God mom.”

Today, she was so bored, I came to her, and she shoo me away. When I lay down in the laundry room, it puts a smile on her face and decided to join me. I say that we had fun playing Frisbee outside, and I asked her to join me playing basketball, she refused at first but join me after when she saw that I was having fun.

When I saw her turn in her bubbles, I grabbed my point and shoot camera and got some pictures of her. She is always a stunning model to me.

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I said that I have to move my butt from laziness. I feel so sluggish making a post after three consecutive sponsored posts; it is so unlikely of me if you’re going to ask some friends/readers about this whole blog monetizing changes in my site. A blogger who once thought that making my blog a business will corrupt my mind (pardon my little brain exposing my then thought.) Even so, I have to accept now that I enjoy it, when I see my PayPal account accumulate some bucks from advertisers.

I enjoy everything about it, except of course if I know nothing about the given task, it screwed up my mind, it seems like playing a 2500 piece of puzzle, It’s challenging though. I have to read the product or the sites first before I do the task and finding myself typing a blah blah blah in the end. Still, I have to be thankful because the advertisers accept the posts.

My next? That’s a big problem, what do I know about a hen party? But still I have to do that assignment, especially now that I intended to buy Nikon D60. I said, I want to get the camera by hook or by crook (insert a cynical smiley face here), and I don’t have anything in mind where to get the money to buy my next baby but doing some product or site review and maybe affiliation soon.

I’m doomed to pursue a business until I get my US$700. Wow! I just set a goal now, I can’t believe it.

Now I want to show you this photo I took yesterday afternoon, after playing in the trampoline, yes I played with them, and I did nothing but to scream while the big girl, Miranda, doing her usual gymnastic stunt in the trampoline. It just makes me believe that I am getting older and older; I can’t do the jump as higher as the kids do anymore and my knees are now complaining (Jesus! I want to cry.)

They asked me to change into a bathing suit after the trampoline fun and go straight to the pond, but I declined. I told them I’ll just watch them because I didn’t bring any bathing suit, I’m too shy to wear one, maybe some other time.

I could be better if I’ll post as  the photographer of a real action gymnast stunt by this pretty and surprising Miranda in the dock. She’s good, I wonder why she stopped attending her gymnastic class. What’s funny here is she did a lot of stunts in the dock but scared to touch the turtle with her feet while swimming in the pond.

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Now playing: Britney Spears - Why Should I Be Sad

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Nakita ko na naman sila. Ngayon medyo malinaw na sila sa litrato dahil kahit malayo nasa tapat ko lang sila. Pero noong nakita nila akong nakatutok sa kinaroroonan nila, mabilis tumakbo yung dalawa. Noong una pakiramdam ko nakikipagtitigan sila sa akin sa tuwing makikita ko sila. Malayo man, alam ko na alam nila na pinagkakatitigan ko sila.

Noong minsan sa tapat mismo ng deck sila nakatambay. Naghahanap ng makakain. Nang nararamdaman ng usa na may mga matang nakatanghod sa kanya, bigla siyang humalinghing na parang kabayo. Sabay takbo sa gilid ng bahay papunta sa isang sulok ng mga puno.

Iniisip ko kung makikita kaya sila ni Aya, ano ang gagawin ng bata? Ahhh alam kong hindi sya matatakot, mas matapang sa akin ang batang yun e.

At iniisip ko rin dahil sa parang haling akong makakita ng mga usa sa malapitan, baka pag nagtagal ako dito maisipan kong mag-alaga ng usa. Pero malabo. Saka hindi na sila pagtatyagaang hantingin pag nangyari yun. Wala ng thrill.

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Kasalukuyang nasa negatibo otso ang temperatura dito. Kahapon ng umaga pag gising ko ay nasa negative 23 siya, hindi ko alam kung kasama na diyan ang tinatawag nilang plus windshield. Sa totoo lang hindi ko pa alam kung ano ba yang windshield na yan. Hindi na ako magtatanong. Dahil ang alam ko hindi naman ako masasagot. Naalala ko pa ng magtanong ako kung bakit kailangang turkey ang ihanda sa hapag kainan kapag Thanksgiving Day. Kaya huwag na lang. Masasayang lang ang laway ko. At masasayang lang ang ilang minutong pag-iisip kunwari ng pagtatanungan ko.

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I really think that I owe you a talk but since I am lacking of words every time I speak, I resolute to put those words I can’t utter into writings. Besides, my apprehension started here. Exactly after I read your comment right from my inbox.

I was so ashamed of myself when I saw your comment. I even scolded myself for checking my mail through my hand phone, but of course I know I still can see that if I go online. I know, I cannot run.

It is so careless of me that I didn’t realize that I am going to offend you with that entry. Same as I didn’t realize that I am going to hurt my mother’s feeling when I wrote Ang Babae sa Kahabaan ng Recto (The Girl at Recto Avenue -) I asked her to visit this site and read but I didn’t expect her to root into my archives just like what you did.

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 Must be my lucky day when I saw this two black squirrel just behind the kitchen glass window while I was preparing our suffer errr supper.

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