Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Thirty-Four

I'm another year older, and a bit wiser.

Everything in my life is in its rightful place, and progressing quite nicely.

There are three little girls in my life that I love and adore. I've had the pleasure of watching them grow up these past five years.

I am teaching again, but I'm learning just as much from my new students. Preschoolers rock!

I have a wonderful man. Paul, I don't nearly give you enough credit for all the great things that you do for me. I love you. Thanks for being a G.

My family is the best, and I'm fortunate to have their love and support.

I have awesome friends, both old and new. Although I feel that some of my friendships are changing, I'm going to leave that up to the universe to dictate.

I feel that a big life change is right around the corner and I'm looking forward to it.

My health is improving, and I'm hoping that both my spiritual and physical beings will find harmony with each other.

It was an awesome birthday and a super birthday month!

Me and my G

The Girlies





Monday, August 1, 2011

Happy Birthday Month to Me

Me and Notorious D.O.G. on our way to Huntington Beach

It's August! My birth month! Hooray! I don't know if it's because I'm the bunso or the youngest child, but my family has always allowed me to celebrate not just my birth day, but an the entire month. I think they've done that mostly because they always found my birthday wish lists (filled with childhood illusions of grandeur) fairly amusing. I mean it was both practical and normal to wish for the ability to fly and have heat vision to accompany my Super Man outfit, right? I also asked for my very own ice cream truck so that I would never run out of ice cream. I always had something Sanrio or Hello Kitty on my lists too.

I have to say, my best birthday will always be my 7th birthday party at Jollibee in the Philippines. It was the last birthday I had with my Lolo Seniong, who was one of the most honorable and compassionate men I've ever met. He was a huge influence in my life. And who can forget my Footloose dance battle? My Mom still has that beta-max video of me dancing somewhere. Eek.

Last month was rough for me, starting with a pulled calf muscle that has sidelined me from running and playing soccer. I'm hoping to get back into it and start training for that half marathon in October. I also just finished radioactive iodine treatment for my hyperthyroid/Graves Disease. I'm looking forward to having improved health. It's been difficult and frustrating for me as an athlete to have to fight fatigue just to work out. Not to mention the rheumatoid arthritis too.

So here's to a great birthday month and an awesome birthday too!

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Hide Me or Unfriend Me

I think Facebook gives people the ability to be completely passive aggressive. You can simply disassociate yourself from people by clicking the "unfriend" button or hide them from your news feed. To be honest, there are at least a handful of folks on Facebook that I wish I had never met or made acquaintances with. I would say that I have more acquaintances on Facebook than I do real friends. I'm very selective and careful who I truly consider a close friend. I can be open and honest with you, but that doesn't mean that I'm your homie. My real friends will tell you, however, that I am loyal to a fault. We may have our differences and disagreements, here and there, but when it comes down to it, I'm there when they need me. No questions asked.

Lately, I feel that my friendships have been changing with some folks, particularly someone I've considered a close and great friend through the years. Sometimes we go through life changes that cause us not to vibe with people we love and care about, no matter how much we want to be there to support them and be there for them. I find myself in that particular situation. Although I want to be there to support her, I just don't feel that my presence and involvement is what she wants right now.  She has enough people around her to give her whatever validation she needs. I just can't fake the funk.

I believe that people need to find their own path in life and part of that process is going at it alone for a little bit. I know this from personal experience. I'm grateful for the love and support that I received from my friends after my break-up with Voltaire, but I didn't truly didn't come to terms with what happened until I spent time to be by myself. I had to learn to be on my own again.

After being in a relationship for eight years, I had lost a lot of my identity and individuality, and I became co-dependent. I'm not going to lie. Post break-up, I always tried to make sure I was around people because I didn't want to think about what happened and deal with the impending possibility of being by myself. Eventually my friends had to get back to their real lives. Let's be real. Dealing with me post-break up was ugly. I was dealing with some major insecurity issues (you would be baffled too if your ex cheated on you with someone who is aesthetically challenged and breastfed on a lispy helium balloon) and I was co-dependent on my friends because I didn't know how to be by myself. I was scared to be by myself.

There's a difference between being alone and being by yourself. Being alone means that you cut yourself off any and every kind of relationship, more the destitute and desolate path.  Being by yourself means that you've learned to be confident and secure with yourself. You're happy being independent and just being you. It means that your self-confidence and self-worth isn't based on what other people think of you. It also means coming to terms and being comfortable with the idea that you may possibly be by yourself for the rest of your life. I think that then, and only then, can a person be really open to love, because you have nothing to lose at that point. You have to allow yourself to grieve then pick yourself back up and start to move on.

Like everything else in life, friendships also undergo changes. For most of us it's about maturity and dealing with changing priorities. Whether or not friendships can endure those changes, that's entirely up to the people in the relationships.

Bottom line, this is what my real friends and Paul can expect from me. I will always tell you the truth. You can always count on me to tell you what you need to hear, and not what you want to hear. If you're looking for people to feed your insecurities and give you constant validation, I'm not one of those people. I'm not pretentious and I'm just incapable of being superficial. I will try to understand where you're coming from, and although I may have a different perspective, I won't be mad. Know that I'm being honest and keeping it real because I value my friendships and relationships, and only have my friends' best interests at heart. Through the good times and bad, my real friends know that I have their back.

Sometimes the best way to be there for someone is to take a step back and leave them be.  Give them the space to grow or not grow on their own. I believe that sometimes we aren't what our friends want, even if it's truth and honesty that they need the most.

Monday, July 25, 2011

(Southern) California Dreamin'

I just got back from a week long vacation in SoCal. I have to say, each visit makes it more difficult for me to leave. I can't help but feel a little conflicted and scared about the possibility of relocating, but I'm also excited to see what the future has in store for me.

I'm a creature of habit, and I like the familiarity of my surroundings. I'm stubborn. However, I also believe that the only thing that is constant in life is change. I am in love, but not a fool. I am cautious, but curious about starting a new adventure.

Much love and thanks to everyone in SoCal for a great trip. It was great seeing all of you and catching up.

my boo

Pika and Charlie with Daddy

Monday, July 4, 2011

I Think I'll Call It Morning by Gil Scott-Heron

I've rediscovered Gil Scott-Heron. I've forgotten how much I love the lyrics to this song.

I'm gonna take myself a piece of sunshine


And paint it all over my sky

Be no rain..

Be no rain..

I'm gonna take the song from every bird

And make em sing it just for me

Bird's got something to teach us all

About being free, yeah

Be no rain..

Be no rain..


And I think I'll call it morning

From now on

Why should I survive on sadness?

And tell myself I got to be alone

Why should I subscribe to this world's madness?

Knowing that I've got to live on

Yeah I think I'll call it morning

From now on


I'm gonna take myself a piece of sunshine

And paint it all over my sky

Be no rain...

Be no rain...


I'm gonna take the song from every bird

And make them sing it just for me

Cause why should I hang my head

Why should I let tears fall from my eyes?

When I've seen everything there is to see

And I know there is no sense in crying

I know there ain't no sense in crying

Yeah I think I'll call it morning

From now on

I'll call it morning from now on, yeah

Cause there ain't gonna be no rain

Be no rain

Be no rain

From now on...

Road Trip to Oregon

Paul and I just got back from a road trip to Oregon. A big thanks to the Suttis for hosting us! We had a blast. It was a long drive, but I had fun with Paul. We didn't bring the doggies this time around, but I'm glad we were able to spend more quality time with each other. It was a much needed break for both of us.

I have to admit, Paul has brought back my love for traveling, and I hope to do more of it with him whether it be stateside or international. I had a blast walking around Portland and discovering a new place with him. We started out with a yummy breakfast at Sugar Mama's Cafe. The breakfast burritos were bomb and the two older women running the place were just sweet as can be. We loved the mom and pop feel of this place.

Downtown Portland was awesome, and we'll definitely have to try more of the food stalls next time we visit. I could have stayed at Powell's City of Books all day, but we had to stick to our schedule. We also went to Niketown in Portland, but I have to say that the one in San Francisco is much bigger and has more swag.

We also went for a walk through The Grotto, and checked out the awesome view of The Gorge, as well as Latourell Falls and Multnomah Falls. 

Thanks again to the Suttis for a great time! We hope to see you guys soon!


Breakfast at Sugar Mama's.

Food Carts in Downtown Portland

At The Grotto


The Pieta inside the Meditation Room at The Grotto

He's not used to smiling for pictures. It ruins his street cred. Hah.

Latourell Falls


Multnomah Falls

With Evan at the Portland Zoo

I made a new friend at the Portland Zoo

The Gorge

Monday, June 6, 2011

Oldies But Goodies

This weekend was exhausting. I'm looking forward to just staying at home with Paul next weekend doing nothing but hanging out on the couch. Sleep is super.

Although we spent most of the weekend in the car driving, it was worth it just to see old friends.  I got to celebrate with Father Brian Soliven on his ordination! Woot! Woot! Congrats my friend.

I also got to hang out and catch up with Larrah. I swear this womyn needs to come out of her teaching and writing cave more often. I miss ya.

My little sista' from another mother, Seda Beta also rolled into town. I haven't seen her in about two years, since she moved to Cambodia. I'm looking forward to seeing more of her after she takes the bar. We grabbed some dinner at Tower and shared some talk-stories for nearly three hours. I'm so proud of her.

The Nike Womens Fitness Festival was great. I ran a decent time, but I feel like I could've done better if my ankle wasn't bugging me.  My official pace time was 8:40/mi, but my Nike+ said I ran an 8:27/mi. I hate discrepancies. It was nice having Paul there to cheer me on, even when it was drizzling out. Paul and I also got to hit the pads with my folks at Prime Time Boxing. Good times.