My 'Grown Up' (?!?!) Christmas Wish

Was wondering if I can ask for snow in my Christmas list. Either it's being brought to me or I'm being brought to it.

Seventeen Days To Christmas, But Who's Counting!?!

Christmas is not Christmas without Christmas movies. We have our favorite Home Alone series ready. I saw Serendipity and While You Were Sleeping few days ago. Thought I started early. Dont I always get ahead of the season?

From While Your Sleeping
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Lucy : You give up your seat every day in the train.
Peter : Well... But that's not heroic.
Lucy : It is to the person who sits in it.
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Joe Jr. : O.K., Lucy, it's either me or him!
Lucy : Him.
Joe Jr. : You don't have to answer right away.
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Lucy : Doesn't anybody use a phone anymore?
Joe Jr. : I do.
Lucy : I'm not talking about 900 numbers.
Joe Jr. : Who told you?
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Lucy : The truth was that I fell in love with you.
Ox Callahan : You fell in love with me?
Lucy : No, N-o, yes. All of you. I went from being all alone to being a fiancee, a daughter a granddaughter, a sister and a friend.
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Jerry : You're born into a family. You do not join them like you do the Marines.
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Jack : What do you know about my family? Spending a week with them does *not* make you an expert!
Lucy : Spending a *lifetime* with them, hasn't make you one, either!
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Lucy : Do you believe in love at first sight? Nah, I betcha don't, you're probably too sensible for that. Or have you ever, like, seen somebody? And you knew that, if only that person *really* knew you, they would, well, they would of course dump the perfect model that they were with, and realize that YOU were the one that they wanted to, just, grow old with. Have you ever fallen in love with someone you haven't even talked to? Have you ever been so alone you spend the night confusing a man in a coma?
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Lucy : It's just... I never met anyone I could laugh with. You know?
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Elsie : I don't drink anymore... I don't drink any less, either!
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Elsie : I like Mass better in Latin. It's nicer when you don't know what they're saying.
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Peter : Ashley!
Ashley : Scumbag! You're engaged? May I remind you-you proposed to me?
Peter : You said no. We broke up.
Ashley : No, no. I was confused, we stepped back.
Peter : You moved to Portugal.
Ashley : Yes, well, I didn't think you were going to run out and marry the first bimbo.
Peter : Lucy's not a bimbo.
Ashley : Lucy? Lucy who?
Peter : I don't remember. I have amnesia.
Ashley : Amnesia. Oh that's rich. Alright, fine! I want my stuff back.
Peter : Then I want my stuff back.
Ashley : What stuff?
Peter : Your nose.
Ashley : [shocked] You can't have my nose back!
Peter : I paid for it.
Ashley : [gesturing to her breasts] Well then here! You paid for these too!
Peter : Keep it. I'm a changed man Ashley.
Ashley : Go ahead. Go ahead and marry her, you one-balled bastard.
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Priest : Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to...
Lucy : I object.
Saul : Oh, geez.
Priest : I didn't get to that part yet.
Jack : I would have to object too.
Priest : What about you?
Peter : I'm thinking!
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Ashley : Peter Callahan is engaged to me. I object to this wedding!
Priest : Get in line.
Ashley's husband : And I object to your objection.
Mary Callaghan : Who's that?
Peter : Ashley's husband.
Midge Callaghan : You proposed to a married woman?
Peter : Yes. And I'm in a coma when my brother makes a play for my- sort of my fiancée
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Lucy : I've had a really lousy Christmas, you've *just* managed to kill my New Year's, if you come back on Easter- you can burn down my apartment.
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Lucy : You don't have to walk me home.
Jack : You block the wind.
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Jack : I want you... not to be unhappy...
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Lucy : Peter once asked me, when it was that I fell in love with Jack, and I told him, it was 'while you were sleeping'.
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What's On Your Mind?

'...A penny for your thought?..' Mommy Walker, One Saturday brunch in June some years ago, Bamboo House, our favourite Chinese restaurant for weekend. Me sitting by the big glass window overlooking highway 69 watching the cars passing by or so I thought... Or thoughts adrifting gazing vacantly into the air.

Jerry Maguire

Dorothy : I've had three lovers in the past four years, and they all ran a distant second to a good book and a warm bath.
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Dorothy : Maybe love shouldn't be such hard work.
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Jerry Maguire : What do you want from me? My soul?
Dorothy : Why not? I deserve that much.
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Jerry Maguire : I love you. You... complete me.
Dorothy : Shut up. Just shut up. You had me at "hello."
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Getting Comfortable?

Lovely morning, fine misty weather, a good start of the day. I came up to my floor and smelled my shower cream. A sweet invigorating scent of orange aromatheraphy. I wonder if the cleaning guy did use some shower cream to mop the floor. He didn't ofcourse, but the liquid he used is also scented with orange aromatheraphy. I guess more and more people need every possible form of mind relaxing theraphy. But the exact same fragrance on my skin and on the floor?

Yesterday, I surprisingly had some work to be done at the office that took up most of the day. I wasn't exactly drowning in a sea of paperworks that you can't see me sitting behind my desk. Enough to make me forget to return 2 calls and extend my book loan. My frantic day would be a shorter-list day for everyone else. Anyway, this is like waiting for another shoe to drop. I've told myself not to get too comfortable. But 4 months is getting-too-comfortable.

From Some Seasons Ago...

...When the going gets tough and the tough gets going.

So American...

Maikel : Alhamdulillah fine. Tgl 25 hari Kamis, tapi seingatku biasanya hari Selasa sekolah mulai libur. Why? Dont tell me you're celebrating it.
Santamonica66763 : Not in a festive way. But why not? We can thank God everyday but I think it's a good idea to have a day where giving thanks is... official?!?! I'd like to wish Happy Thanksgiving to my hostfam. Was gonna wish you too but seemingly you don't acknowledge it.
Maikel : Since you define it as to be thankful to God, I agree with you. It's just the idea of American culture thing discouraged me. With your perspective, I'd go along...
Santamonica66763 : Iya sih kadang2 I reminisce moment like Thanksgiving and Christmas in US.
Maikel : I see.. You have good old times memory with these events. I guess I never really grasp Thanksgiving, I thought it all about European coming to America.
Santamonica66763 : Is it? I never really know the history.

Here's a kiddy site on The History of Thanksgiving. And... I took a silly test on 'What Part of Thanksgiving are You?'. Result is... 'You Are the Stuffing. You're complicated and complex, yet all your pieces fit together. People miss you if you're gone - but they're not sure why.' Hahaha. Happy Thanksgiving!

Nothing Grand. Really...

Three months going on four. Never thought before I'd last this long. Keep checking on papers and got ecstatic to find some that I could project myself devoted to for a long period of time, before, and after, finding my way back to school. They suit the rather perfect scheme of gratifying work. I don't have any idea for a peace resolution in Middle East, nor do I have the courage to work for the refugee in armed conflict area. Nothing grand. Perhaps one that will make me contented at the end of the day and coming home knowing I have directly made a difference in people's life, even the tiniest, because I have worked for a cause, not merely for the purpose of paying the bills, getting a sweater that is so me, or buying chinas for mom. If there's one that encompasses all that, I don't see why not. Now, one can say, I'm having too much fun with much abandonment to my yearning. I fool around some 80% of my work hour and manage to get the task done promptly. Day in day out, I would slouch on the sofa in the lounge reading novels over French vanilla coffee. Either that or browsing, blogging, chatting, or talking on the phone. Sounds like a treat? You bet. But why do I want something else?

If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
--Emily Dickinson--

The Way He Remembers Me

He's not so difficult to please. He spends a lot of time playing with scattered pieces of paper with car pictures his mom had ripped out from mags. He would mumble holding the paper as if he was reading or telling stories. It just made my day that he likes to do it.
He has an album full of car pics that he looks for first thing he wakes up in the morning. After tossing away his bottle ofcourse. Later in the afternoons, I would sit him on my lap, start turning pages and pointing at the pictures and saying things like telling him a story. Just make up stuffs. You will quickly bore your self up with all the rambling sentences you came up with, but He wouldn't let you stop and would tap your hand on the page when you did. Car pictures are fine for now. Next step, Dickens & Hemingway.

Simple Life

'..Bill and I got married following our first-born/Daddy left this gas and convenience store just before he died/And I was only nineteen when I had my third baby/Sometimes I think maybe I should have left here long ago/Travelers are stopping by check their oil and their P.S.I./Gas up and away they fly moving down the line/But this beat up truck and worn out shoes/Always giving me the blues/Bill is sucking down the booze nearly every night/I've never seen the city lights how they must shine so bright/Not like this country night the sky's black as coal/And this gas station mountain home/Not a thing to call my own/I wish I was alone with a penny to my name/Strangers say this mountain here is beautiful beyond compare/But it's just a dumb old mountain there/I see it every day/If I could see a sunset skies over fields of grain or ocean tides/City skyline in the night I'll be dancing till the dawn/Maybe Bill and I someday will find a chance to get away/Until then it's here I'll stay wishing on a star..' Roger Henderson

Does this fit the description of simple life? Or is life never simple anyhow you live it... Hehehe. I think life is how you make it. It's all in the mind...

Although You Are Self-Reliant

Nothing beats knowing the fact that there are people in your life who would gladly go out of their way to do simple, even big, favor for you. Even the ones who are not obliged to you. They come as surprise when you least expect them to. One sense of security covered, sixteen thousand more to go.

Girl Empowerment on Second Thought

Ladies... If you are in your late 20's and single, You might wanna switch your reading from Cosmopolitan to... say... Parent's Guide. Hahaha... Cosmo makes you feel supergood to be single. And dwell on the idea. A conversation over the best marble cheese cake in town with old friends ignited the thought.

This heartbreaking little guy has not the faintest idea how much I wanna have him in my arms. Can we have early Christmas this year?

It Was Not Until The Lights Of The Carnival Grew Dim

It was one evening of the summer I spent in Owatonna. Mary and I had just got home from the Carnival. Mary had helped setting up the booth for the Democrat. We were tending the booth most of the evening. I met many people and remarkably remembered all of their names, even a week later. Mary was particularly impressed by that. I drained half of my energy for that actually.

The rest of the evening at the carnival, I wandered off. I found it amusing how big the turkeys were that had won purple ribbon, or yellow, or red, or blue --or maybe because I haven't seen many of them before--. There was the school booth. They put up the children's art work. That must have meant a lot for the kids for everybody to see their works. My favorite was the nursery manor's booth. The elderlies had made recycled greeting cards, bookmarks, and flower arrangements. I bought almost every card they put on display that day. For 50 cents each, you couldn't get any better deal. And of course there were cotton candy, corn dogs, taffy, and lemonade at just about every turn of the corner.

It was the very hamburger I had for dinner that evening that has made me decide to never have any more hamburger. The hamburger meat was so juicy and almost shocking pink. I took it as it was raw. So when, later on, Daddy Orville made hamburger for our barbecue nights out on the lawn, I refused them as many times. Sometimes I couldn't bear the look of disappointment on his face, I insisted on only eating around the edge of the hamburger where the meat would most likely be done. Fair enough. But I had to let him down the one time he barbecued for us toads or frogs or something in that species. Raw hamburger was one thing, and four-legged jumping green creature was another.

I enjoyed my little adventure at the carnival and worried a bit if my roaming alone lead me lost. I was, and am, never good with direction. But throw me a map, I'll figure it out. It was probably a simpler version of Alice in wonderland. Although I can't remember how the story goes.

I think it was Anna then who had found me and told me that we were ready to head home. Anna, for me, was a mixture of Kelly Osborne, minus the minus attitude, Edie Brickel, and Princess Diana. Got the picture? She is a very friendly girl without being too lively with pink hair and snake pet. She was trying to make me feel comfortable at all time during my stay with her and her family. Without much effort she apparently succeeded. I wish we could have stayed longer at the Carnival but some of the lights were out. It wasn't quite dark yet at 8.30 pm of the summer up north.

So we were home. Mike was working. He was a Pharmacist & a Manager of a 24 hours drug store downtown (if there was a downtown of a small town). He worked odd hours. I think that's how a drug store should operate. Available at any time. I didn't know where Tom was as I never have known. I'd say he was out of town to Wynona where his girlfriend lived. It was a about two hours ride eastern crossing the river and state border to a neighboring Wisconsin. Wynona Rider was actually born there. We dropped off Anna at Megans for sleep-over.

I remember sitting on the rocking chair in the living room rocking slowly as I was humming 'The Way We Were' to Mary's piano play. She said we should call a piano teacher so I can play and sing. We never quite got to it. I had to fly half way across the country down South, leaving the place for the longest time I thought I would never have missed should I had never come to know it. It's a place where you practically awakened in the morning by the chirping summer birds. I would slide the window up and scare away the birds, and was left with a total calmness gazing out the street. I'd still, now and then, be brought to the thought of quiet Owatonna by the smell of a certain kind of wood (I have a very limited knowledge of wood variety, I'd say it's cherry or oak). Or when I see a postman or a story telling at the library, or Oil of Olay, or Campbell soup.

A Winter Person

I know it's not winter yet but let me get ahead. I'm sure it has started to get chilly now up there. Will it ever snow down here?

Bitter and Cynical?

lovely_ephy : I just watched 50 first dates
lovely_ephy : lucu jg ya
santamonica66763 : not so to me
lovely_ephy: why?
santamonica66763 : I expect more
lovely_ephy : tp endingnya jg bagus
santamonica66763 : like most movie...
santamonica66763 : thats how they end
lovely_ephy : u prefer unusual ends?
santamonica66763 : perhaps...
santamonica66763 : I mean...
santamonica66763 : life's not always working out the way we plan
santamonica66763 : and hollywood screenwriter ought to realize that
santamonica66763 : they literally selling dreams
lovely_ephy : nah itu kan yg laku skrg
santamonica66763 : yeah...
santamonica66763 : Capitalist.. lacking moral value
lovely_ephy : but it makes people keep dreaming and reach it
santamonica66763 : dreaming and daydreaming
santamonica66763 : are two very diffent things
lovely_ephy : we are talking about dreaming right? arent we?
santamonica66763 : we are
santamonica66763 : what is your dream?
santamonica66763 : what are they...
santamonica66763 : live happily ever after?
lovely_ephy : maybe
santamonica66763 : u're not even sure..
lovely_ephy : i really wish sometime life can be like fairytale
santamonica66763 : those hollywood movies
santamonica66763 : have really got into you
lovely_ephy : yup
lovely_ephy : i wish sometimes we can be that lucky baby
santamonica66763 : any effort?
lovely_ephy : nope....just wish that there's a cute nice prince coming to save me
lovely_ephy : heheheee
santamonica66763 : have you heard Tata Young new song?
santamonica66763 : No cinderella
lovely_ephy : nope
santamonica66763 : '..I dont wanna be like cinderella waiting in a dark and dusty cellar waiting for somebody to come and set me free I'd rather rescue myself..'
lovely_ephy : but at least she lives happily ever after
santamonica66763 : heheheh
santamonica66763 : but you should really have a sense of hero for your self
santamonica66763 : like you can rescue your self
lovely_ephy : good point


I have to admit, I enjoy what those Hollywood screenwriter have to offer. The movies served their purpose. So they're selling dreams. We buy them.

Reality Bites?

'..I thought the 6 am news would never air but it aired and it's time for me to close my eyes while the rest of the world turns and minding their own business..'

'..So here we go again. Another beginning of day. Can the time just freeze a while please.. and let me rest some more? What's so enchanting out there anyway? Worth me rushing off my bed. Wonder if my dreams make sequel. A moment pause from reality. I refuse to get along with the world..'

I must have been feeling pretty low. College can be a real drag at times.

From the movie Reality Bites.

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Michael Grates: Have I stepped over some line in the sands of coolness with you? Because excuse me if somebody doesn't know the secret handshake with you.

Troy Dyer: There's no secret handshake. There's an IQ prerequisite, but there's no secret handshake.
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Troy Dyer: [answering the phone] Hello, you've reached the winter of our discontent.
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Vickie: Sometimes I get that not-so-fresh feeling.
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Lelaina Pierce: I'd like to somehow make a difference in peoples' lives.

Troy Dyer: And I... I would like to buy them all a Coke.

Lelaina Pierce: And you wonder why we never got involved?
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Troy Dyer: He's the reason Cliffs Notes were invented.
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Vickie Miner: I'm late for a jean folding seminar. Let's locomote!
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Lelaina Pierce: Are you religious?

Michael Grates: Um, uh, I guess uh, I guess I'm, uh a non-practicing Jew.

Lelaina Pierce: Hey, I'm a non-practicing virgin.
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Lelaina Pierce: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.

Troy Dyer: Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23, is yourself.

Lelaina Pierce: I don't know who that is anymore.

Troy Dyer: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again. But I love her.
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Vickie: Evian is naive spelled backward.
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Lelaina Pierce: Hey Sammy, what's your goal?

Sammy: My goal is... I'd like a career or something.
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Lelaina Pierce: Alright fine you wanna be in a band fine. Go ahead. Play everynight. Play three times a night! Don't just dick around the same coffee house for five years. Don't dick around with her; or with me. I mean try at something for once in your life, do something about it. But you know what? You better do it now and you better do it fast because the world doesn't owe you any favors.
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[assuming the question had no answer at all]

Lelaina: Can you define "irony"?

Troy Dyer: It's when the actual meaning is the complete opposite from the literal meaning.
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Charlane McGregor: Why dont you get a job at the Burgerrama? they'll hire you

Lelaina: Because I was the Valedictorian of my University!

Tom Pierce: Well you dont have to put that on your application
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Lelaina Pierce: I have to work around here, and unfortunately Troy, you are a master at the art of time suckage.

Being Children

On my 20th birthday I said to my Mom with a big smile and stretched out hands that I was twenty and all grown up. Mom walked off and non-chalantly said 'To me you're always 5'.
In their minds we never really grow up.

Control Freak

'.. I'm not a control freak. I've got all this little balls up in the air, and if someone tries to catch it, I'll lose them all..' Melanie Parker-One fine day

Count Your Blessings

Across from my room I could hear Mommy & Daddy Walker say their bedtime prayer. They thank God for every blessings that day down to the littlest one. They thank God for the strawberry ice cream we had in the living room one day coming home from a mass at 11 pm.

They thank God for other people in their lives and the blessings those other people have had. They asked forgiveness for every mistakes they have done throughout the day and forgiveness for the mistakes of other people they know.


'.. For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer. Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair. Walk beside the pony Daddy, it's my first ride. I know the cake looks funny Daddy, but I sure tried. With all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right. To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night..' Bob Carlisle

Box of Chocolate On Weekend

The grandparent's. Loads of laundry. Movies. And trying to get every possible mind distraction of passing up two applications deadline. Life is about making decisions. Or is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you're getting --Mrs. Gump--.

What Am I To Do...

The Library will be closed until November 22 for reopening. Bummer...

To What Do I Owe The Serenity of The Night Sky?

"Lonestar where are you out tonight? This feeling I'm trying to fight. It's dark and I think that I would give anything for you to shine down on me. How far you are, I just don't know the distance I'm willing to go. I pick up a stone that I cast to the sky. Hoping for some kind of sign." Lee Alexander.

The picture is perfect with the song, I thought.

Early Birthday WIsh

Birthday is not until late next month but I really wanna talk about it. Hehe...
Was just wishing if I could possibly have the day all to myself. Dissapear for one day. No calls, no cards, no, gifts, no kisses, no hugs. I figured if I've spent all my 364 days with people, I'd like to have that one day all to myself. A perfect getaway to a fancy hotel. Order in-room breakfast. Out shopping for a new pair of shoes. Movies. Two hour bath. Dress up nicely and dining downstair. And sleep in a shirt. This can't happen, cause I will have to work that day. Maybe one day. All day my birthday, one birthday somewhere.

Only Happy When It Rains

First rain of the season. The scent of the soil and trees right after... Tranquility, is the word I was looking for.

Intention

The thing is with how everything was set up in a 180 degree and
half way around the globe difference is that you don't ask a guy
to go get some coffee unless to get him thinking that you have
intention, not a casual one. What's the big deal with merely
wanting to have a good time and a company, and dive into a guy's mind while you're at it. Or that just doesn't happen anywhere? I was just wondering, casually. Have a fabulous weekend everybody!

Graduating

A cousin is graduating this coming Saturday. Grandpa wants to attend the ceremony so bad as to ignore his swollen leg. This sort of thing really matter to parents. I realize it's important for some people. I didn't come to my graduation. Maybe if I was the valedictorian or graduating with honors,... maybe not even then. Does it make your degree any more special? They become important because I make them important. It doesn't suddenly become important because everybody else think it's important. My parents said it was up to me, and I decided without further consideration not to go. If they'd insist me to go, I'd do it for them only because it'd be important for them. It wouldn't be important for me even if I went.

Cinta

Here's another one of Ai.



In Japanese Ai means love. Ai's full name is very Arabic on the contrary. My sister was taking Japanese language class when she met her husband. He was her instructor. She was into anything Japanese. Origami, Washi doll ( she makes them exquisitely ), comics, magazines,... She was scheduled to go to Japan at the time she was pregnant and her obstetrician did not approve her traveling such distance. She had a weak pregnancy.. And, she had fallen down the stairs twice. Maybe that's a good explanation of why Ai looks bedazzled and disoriented sometime. Hehe..
Anyway,.. I called him this morning and He talked to me, in his language ofcourse. He said 'a'o' means hello and many more 'birds' language. He has a fever, his growing a tooth. He fell off from the car two days ago.. under his Dad supervision. None of this would happen if a woman is in charge. We do the laundry, keep the house neat, prepare dinner, and men can't even watch his baby for five minutes. Sorry, no offense.
My sister sends me pictures of him and keeps me updated. I haven't seen him again since I moved to this town. That was two months and 15 days ago but who's counting.

How Do You Plan on Forever?

Over the weekend, I visited a cousin. They (she and her husband) just moved into a new place. A convenient right off the main street little place. I took out 'Wedding Planner' from their movie collection and put it on, twice. It has always been one of my favorite. They would perhaps think that I'm a hopeless romantic that has planned a grand wedding since I was 5. Like Monica from 'Friends', she keeps a wedding scrap book with complete detail of what fabric she would use for the decorations, what type of flower and the exact shade of color, the china, the location, the dress, and all. All the bits and pieces that would make a perfect wedding for her.
I don't make a wedding scrap book. I don't plan a wedding. The closest I'd get in planning a wedding is that 'Overjoyed' has to be in the song list. It's probably not even the right song for the occasion. Most likely in that case, I would plan a marriage. Tho' I don't know what bits and pieces would make a perfect marriage, should a marriage be perfect. But most definetely I'd prefer a perfect marriage over a perfect wedding.

'...I can plan my life, to the last detail. With a story book romance to fill my days. But the funny thing about answered prayer. Is they come to you in unexpected ways. How do I plan on forever?...' Marvin Warren

Was Just Wondering...

A bomb exploded in front of the Australian embassy in Jakarta. As I was watching the news this morning, and seeing this one lady was brought into hospital all bleeding and fainting, I wondered who would I rather be with me in that instance should everybody who is important to me be within reach. Or not within my reach. I always thought myself to be emotionally tough but when it comes to a life treathening situation, I'd probably give in and burst out.

The Light of My Universe

Good day... I'd like to share a totally cute picture my sister just sent.
Meet my baby nephew. Light of my universe.
When he stares that way, I could just die. I mean... look at him! It's a crime not to love him. He would get up in the middle of the night just to kiss you and fall back to bed. I hope he stays adorable forever. I'm anticipating of what he is becoming.
My sister is a fulltime mother (and a fulltime wife?!). She's great at what she's doing (actually she's good at everything she does). She's so devoted. I only hope she does things for herself now and then. Raising kid, no matter how much one enjoys it, can be stressful at times. But every trouble washed away just by seeing him smiling at you.

Good Deeds are Rewarding

Growing up I received presents from my parents for getting good grades at school. It's a fact universally known that parents are happy & proud when their kids do good in school. Rewards Motivate. I wonder if parents reward their kids for doing good to others. I want my kids to spare their allowance for the needy. I want my kids to, say, spare their time to play piano at the retirement house. I want my kids to help a fainting Robin back onto his nest. I want my kids to make soup for a cousin that catches cold. I want my kids to simply wash the dishes they find in the sink when visiting their aunt. I want my kids to be thoughtful and caring. They dont have to instantly be Mother Theresa but to make small deeds have great meanings to other. They probably need motivation before they can realize that good deeds are rewarding itself when done sincerely.

Autumn is here...

Serene...

Good Friday.. I mean Good Sunday

Sunday was a fairly good day. Went to Grandma with my aunt. I was all smiling all the way. Maybe it was the weather. It was typical Sunday weather. Or maybe the songs I put on. Bryan McKnight can definitely make you feel like you're in love. Or maybe my new shirt. Or maybe just the thought of seeing my grandparents. Or maybe something else. I'm not sure but I was happy. It's good. I stayed at Grandma until it was the time for her to go to church.
My grandparents are just like what grandparents are. You know,.. whiny, grumpy, opinionated, whiny, stubborn, grumpy.. you name it. They are getting older and tend to act like a child. I guess it's just some kind of a cycle or a phase that they have to go through. But I've found no distress being around them for a long period of time. In fact, I lived with them for almost a year. I'd miss them dearly should I be away from them too long. They are loving, though. The type of grandparents who would do just about anything for us. And they give a generous amount of money for our birthdays hehe.
My grandma eyes are all sparkling when we take her to the mall. Just like a 7 years old. My grandpa loves to stay home and watch the news. He despise shopping mall. Grandma is neat and tidy. Grandpa is sloppy and happy-go-lucky. I guess opposite attracts..

Everybody needs a therapist?

I really wish for a 24-hour bakery just around the corner. I keep waking up at 2 or 3 and dying for cinnamon rolls. HBO put on Home Alone and it's a long way to December. I cant wait for Christmas. I'm actually home alone before that. Al said everybody needs a therapist. Even if they're not having problems. Maybe she's right but a friend can be a good theraphy. They may not analyze theoretically or prescript Xanax or anything but they do make you feel better. And 4 times out of 5 some will let you believe you are right no matter how wrong you are. I have one like that. But Al, she'll tell me how terribly wrong I am. And that's also good...

Staying Together For The Kids...

I love Mrs. Doubfire. I want my kids to have a nanny like her... him I mean. CNN only, more vegetable, chores, and... British accent..?! Parents don't always stay together but that doesn't mean either one of them is not good at parenting. 'Staying together for the kids..' ?! hmmmm..????

Mrs. Doubtfire: My first day as a woman and I am already having hot flashes.
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Natalie: We're his goddamn kids too.
[Miranda gives Daniel a look]
Daniel: Heh heh, kids say the darnedest things.
Miranda: Any other choice phrases you'd like to teach our five year old?
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Daniel: Can I see the ad? Come on, Miranda, let me see the ad, I have a right as their father.
Miranda: Anything else I can show you?
Daniel: Are you offering?
Miranda: Not any more.
Daniel: What's the change?
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[Frank is making Daniel's woman costume]
Daniel: Not working. Need to grow older.
Frank: Older? You mean like Shelley Winters older or Shirley MacLaine older?
Daniel: What's the difference?
Frank: Some Scotch tape and red hair dye.
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Cop: Ma'am, are you aware that it's against the law to possess animals of a barnyard nature in a residential area?
Miranda: What if you're married to one?
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Miranda: I bring home a birthday cake and a few gifts; you bring home the Goddamn San Diego Zoo and I have to clean up after it.
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Natalie: We're in the middle of Charlotte's Web. Who's gonna finish it?
Daniel: Grandma can finish it for you.
Natalie: But she's not as good. She doesn't do the voices, and she smells funny.
Daniel: That's the formaldehyde. That's why Granny's so well-preserved.
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Mrs. Doubtfire: The only thing you'll be watching is deep CNN.
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Daniel: Ever wish you could freeze frame a moment in your day, and look at it and say "this is not my life"?
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Daniel: Hello, my name is Ilsa Immelmann. And I want to know, how many children do you have?
Miranda: I have two girls and a boy.
Daniel: Ah, a boy. I don't work with the males, because I used to be one.
[Miranda hangs up the phone]
Miranda: Yikes.
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Miranda: Hello?
Daniel: I am job.
Miranda: I beg you a pardon?
Daniel: I... am... job.
Miranda: Do you speak English?
Daniel: I am job!
Miranda: Sorry, the position has been filled. [Hungs up]

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