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Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Monday, October 29, 2012
Bonding with BFF
My BFF Kristal, whom I fondly call 'Japsee, and I had a sweet afternoon date last Saturday before I attended the launching of Mr. Kengkoy at Moonleaf Naga. We decided to try Hands and Strands' BFF package which includes Hair Spa, Manicure, Pedicure and Foot Spa. As soon as we've finalized the plans for the afternoon, I immediately texted the number posted on their weebly to set an appointment and tadah! we got a slot for 2pm.
Hands and Strands is located at the first floor of ADC Hotel beside Mexicali Naga. You'll easily notice the salon because you will be greeted by an unusual 'blackboard' themed signage, just right outside the salon, where you can see the prices of the services it offers.
Sweet scents of lemon and mint dominate the salon which makes every client a bit curious of what they are to expect when they avail any of the services. Since my best friend and I were getting the BFF package, the one in charge suggested that we have the hair spa first before they do our nails. They asked us to wear cute golden robes while they prepared all the necessary paraphernalia for the foot spa :)
They have service slippers for customers availing the foot spa and pedicure service which I think is cute! :) And they're PINK!
Similar to their hair spa, Hands and Strands offers different flavors for their foot spa. You can choose from Mango, Strawberry, Lemon Grass and Peppermint, that's all that I can remember :( I got Strawberry while Japsee chose Peppermint. The one colored brown is like a mud wax which gives your feet a cool feeling after application.
Hands and Strands is located at the first floor of ADC Hotel beside Mexicali Naga. You'll easily notice the salon because you will be greeted by an unusual 'blackboard' themed signage, just right outside the salon, where you can see the prices of the services it offers.
Entrance Door
Hair Spa
We were presented with the three flavors for the hair spa namely beads, strawberry and mint. Japsee chose the one with beads while I opted for mint.
Super comfy couch :)
After doing our hair, we were seated to this super comfy couch for our foot spa. The best thing about this couch is that it's too comfy that some customers would even fall asleep.
And when you try to look up, you'll see an interesting interior.
Interior
The first thing that we did was to submerge our feet in lukewarm water for about 10-15 minutes.
They have service slippers for customers availing the foot spa and pedicure service which I think is cute! :) And they're PINK!
Strawberry Flavored Foot Spa
Strawberry and Peppermint
Japsee
The entire BFF package lasted for about 2 1/2 hours. We decided to grab a bite at Mexicali to comfort our grumbling tummies :)) We ordered our favorite quesadillas, cheese and garlic for Japsee and grilled chicken for me :)
Cheese and Garlic Quesadillas
Grilled Chicken Quesadillas
I really had a great time bonding with my BFF and we both love Hands and Strands. Who knows, we might avail another package next month.
Cheers to friendship!
Friday, October 26, 2012
Ybalon Resort
Ligaya, together with our friends, decided to have a nice holiday-off in Ybalon Resort, Iriga City. It was a long overdue plan since we have been wanting to visit Adee's place whom she often refers to as the 'City of Springs'. However, instead of having the originally planned overnight stay at Adee's, we opted to have to visit one of their best resorts, Ybalon Resort.
The moment that you enter the resort, you will really notice how clean and how well-maintained the resort is. The well-landscaped areas and the relaxing benches could really entice anyone who visits the resort. They also have a cemented pathwalk so you won't have to worry your shoes would be getting muddy whenever it rains.
And of course, how can we not notice the gorgeous swimming pool? They only have one pool but it's an olympic-sized pool, enough for a few friends who wants to do a few lapse.
On the middle left portion of the resort, you'll notice a cemented bridge. When you try to get closer to the bridge, you'd see a breed of Koi :)
Overall, we had a great experience. We were able to maximize the pool because there were only two groups who went swimming, us and a bunch of teenagers. The price was a breeze in our pockets. Entrance Fee was P50 and the cottages cost P300 each, we were even able to bargain getting two cottages for only P500. So, if you're planning to go for a swim, try Ybalon Resort for a change, the place is big enough for a family outing or a barkada getaway :)
The moment that you enter the resort, you will really notice how clean and how well-maintained the resort is. The well-landscaped areas and the relaxing benches could really entice anyone who visits the resort. They also have a cemented pathwalk so you won't have to worry your shoes would be getting muddy whenever it rains.
And of course, how can we not notice the gorgeous swimming pool? They only have one pool but it's an olympic-sized pool, enough for a few friends who wants to do a few lapse.
On the middle left portion of the resort, you'll notice a cemented bridge. When you try to get closer to the bridge, you'd see a breed of Koi :)
Overall, we had a great experience. We were able to maximize the pool because there were only two groups who went swimming, us and a bunch of teenagers. The price was a breeze in our pockets. Entrance Fee was P50 and the cottages cost P300 each, we were even able to bargain getting two cottages for only P500. So, if you're planning to go for a swim, try Ybalon Resort for a change, the place is big enough for a family outing or a barkada getaway :)
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Ring Finger
According to tradition in some countries (derived from Roman belief), the wedding ring is worn on the left ring finger because the vein in the left ring finger, referred to as the vena amoris, was said to be directly connected to the heart, as a symbol of love.
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_finger
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_finger
Friday, June 29, 2012
The Untold Story
Ever since I was a kid, I have always wanted having a big sister. I would imagine my big sister helping me choose the right clothes, giving advice on zit outbursts and sharing her own experiences on how she got through a particular girl dilemma, dealing with boys!
I have always wondered how it would feel like having a sister. Mama, coming from a big family with 8 siblings, has 3 sisters while my papa has two younger sisters. I can imagine a regular 'make over session' where your sister paints your nails while you do her hair and a frequent fashion show where you'd get to wear her hand-me-down clothes. You'd be more lucky if you're elder, I think.
Nevertheless, there was also a sense of fascination when my friends would tell me that they would rather have a big brother instead, that I am so lucky because I have a 'kuya'. I would retort, 'having a sister is more fun, kuya doesn't play dolls', with a matching sad face. I was a kid then, who would have thought that an innocent fascination would turn out to be a real blessing.
My kuya is just a year older than me. He was born on April 9 and I was born on the 5th. I don't know how my parents did it but they must have a purpose why we were born on the same month. Since we are just one year apart by birth, I get to have the same age as his for 4 days. My consistent mischief would be calling him by his first name, besides, we are of the same age right? But I could only do that on the first day, maybe because it was more than getting used to calling him 'kuya' for 361 days but he deserves the respect of the title 'kuya'.
My brother has always been my 'protector'. I remembered the time when we were just little kids and we were used to playing in our neighbors' house. There was this one time when I was bitten by our neighbor's dog, kuya immediately grabbed me and all the way to our house, his small hands were encircling my 'fat' thigh just so the rabies won't go up to my heart :( He was pushing me to go on, to keep on walking until we reach our house so that lola could put something on the wound.
There was also one incident when he had to get some coins at our school's fish pond (it was thought to be a wishing pond) just so he could buy me a fishball. He got the coins while I was on the lookout, trying to avoid our ever strict school guard 'Guard Edwin'. I was so hungry that time and we had no money left on our pockets. We were waiting for someone to fetch us and my kuya tried to find a way to feed us both.
I was a crybaby and he was always there to make things seem okay. As long as I have my brother, everything felt right, I feel like nothing bad will happen to me. However, a protector would also have a time of weakness. I remembered crying when I learned that my brother broke his right arm while he was playing at school. It was my Chinese teacher who told me that my brother got into an accident and I rushed to the room where he was but instead of being strong, I fled because I could not bear seeing him like that. I cried and cried until the second period. What was worst was that I could not see my brother in the hospital until his x-ray is done. I ended up calling in sick the following day just to sit beside him all day, watching cartoons.
Don't get me wrong but we would also quarrel. He would squeeze my hands until it makes me cry and when we were getting old, whenever I did something wrong, he would not talk to me for weeks! Even if I tried to win his apology by doing the chores, he would treat me as if I was not physically there. Yes, I am scared of my kuya and I hate it when he gets mad at me.
Now.
Ever since I was a kid, I have always wanted having a big sister but having a big brother is way better. I may not share my clothes with him, won't have make-up and make-over sessions but having someone who will stand by you and encourage you to go on even if the whole world doesn't feel like going with your plans, it's more than to be thankful for. My kuya and I don't regularly talk but when we talk, it's worth the days and weeks that we're not communicating. Even if he would often call me 'spoiled brat', he would always see to it that I get what I want, from my goals to my 'wants' (thanks again for the DSLR kuya!) even it means that he has to sacrifice, that he has to work harder.
Now.
I do not know if I could still make it here in Singapore knowing that I only have 3 weeks left to find a job. Nevertheless, should I not be destined to be here, I'd be more than happy to go back. I am more excited to see my brother and share the space with him. I am excited to clean our house, to cook meals for him and to do the groceries, just like the old times.
Even if I failed here in Singapore, I have a bigger blessing that I am looking forward to when I get home :)
I have always wondered how it would feel like having a sister. Mama, coming from a big family with 8 siblings, has 3 sisters while my papa has two younger sisters. I can imagine a regular 'make over session' where your sister paints your nails while you do her hair and a frequent fashion show where you'd get to wear her hand-me-down clothes. You'd be more lucky if you're elder, I think.
Nevertheless, there was also a sense of fascination when my friends would tell me that they would rather have a big brother instead, that I am so lucky because I have a 'kuya'. I would retort, 'having a sister is more fun, kuya doesn't play dolls', with a matching sad face. I was a kid then, who would have thought that an innocent fascination would turn out to be a real blessing.
My kuya is just a year older than me. He was born on April 9 and I was born on the 5th. I don't know how my parents did it but they must have a purpose why we were born on the same month. Since we are just one year apart by birth, I get to have the same age as his for 4 days. My consistent mischief would be calling him by his first name, besides, we are of the same age right? But I could only do that on the first day, maybe because it was more than getting used to calling him 'kuya' for 361 days but he deserves the respect of the title 'kuya'.
My brother has always been my 'protector'. I remembered the time when we were just little kids and we were used to playing in our neighbors' house. There was this one time when I was bitten by our neighbor's dog, kuya immediately grabbed me and all the way to our house, his small hands were encircling my 'fat' thigh just so the rabies won't go up to my heart :( He was pushing me to go on, to keep on walking until we reach our house so that lola could put something on the wound.
There was also one incident when he had to get some coins at our school's fish pond (it was thought to be a wishing pond) just so he could buy me a fishball. He got the coins while I was on the lookout, trying to avoid our ever strict school guard 'Guard Edwin'. I was so hungry that time and we had no money left on our pockets. We were waiting for someone to fetch us and my kuya tried to find a way to feed us both.
I was a crybaby and he was always there to make things seem okay. As long as I have my brother, everything felt right, I feel like nothing bad will happen to me. However, a protector would also have a time of weakness. I remembered crying when I learned that my brother broke his right arm while he was playing at school. It was my Chinese teacher who told me that my brother got into an accident and I rushed to the room where he was but instead of being strong, I fled because I could not bear seeing him like that. I cried and cried until the second period. What was worst was that I could not see my brother in the hospital until his x-ray is done. I ended up calling in sick the following day just to sit beside him all day, watching cartoons.
Don't get me wrong but we would also quarrel. He would squeeze my hands until it makes me cry and when we were getting old, whenever I did something wrong, he would not talk to me for weeks! Even if I tried to win his apology by doing the chores, he would treat me as if I was not physically there. Yes, I am scared of my kuya and I hate it when he gets mad at me.
Now.
Ever since I was a kid, I have always wanted having a big sister but having a big brother is way better. I may not share my clothes with him, won't have make-up and make-over sessions but having someone who will stand by you and encourage you to go on even if the whole world doesn't feel like going with your plans, it's more than to be thankful for. My kuya and I don't regularly talk but when we talk, it's worth the days and weeks that we're not communicating. Even if he would often call me 'spoiled brat', he would always see to it that I get what I want, from my goals to my 'wants' (thanks again for the DSLR kuya!) even it means that he has to sacrifice, that he has to work harder.
Now.
I do not know if I could still make it here in Singapore knowing that I only have 3 weeks left to find a job. Nevertheless, should I not be destined to be here, I'd be more than happy to go back. I am more excited to see my brother and share the space with him. I am excited to clean our house, to cook meals for him and to do the groceries, just like the old times.
Even if I failed here in Singapore, I have a bigger blessing that I am looking forward to when I get home :)
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Surviving the 28th year
Yesterday, June 25, 2012, my parents celebrated their 28th Wedding Anniversary. I know it is a special day but I don't recall any form of celebration to commemorate that extraordinary day. Ever since I was a kid, it seemed like a very ordinary day for me and my brother. I guess the overflowing beer and the 'til dawn' karaoke would speak of the 'special celebration' because it is also on the same day that my grandmother (papa's mama) was born.
I would often remember my mom saying to my papa 'Oh, ma anniversary na naman kita, mairinuman na naman kamo' (We're going to have our anniversary soon, you're going to get drunk again). Perhaps it was my papa's family's definition of celebration, getting drunk until the wee hours of morning and the guests would just start to leave as soon as my grandmother would start acting 'differently'. Yes, I am never proud of this circumstance. I feel like hiding myself in the house, pretending that I can't hear what our neighbors are saying the following morning.
28 years of marriage. I have been a witness of how sweet and how painful these 28 years are. My family is not perfect, just as everybody thought that I lived in a stress-free home. I grew up in a verbally violent house. There was even a time when I would hear my parents arguing in the morning and it's as if there was a pause button when I was at school, just in time when I get home, the play button will suddenly turn on. Eventually, these heated arguments came to the point in which my mom decided for us to leave my papa. We stayed with my mom's mother for a year or two. Honestly, it was a relief for both me and my brother to be kept away from an environment where you can't even recognize your own father. I thought it was the end of their marriage. The arguments were worst than our financial concerns, I felt like it was really the end.
Yet, God made a way. I personally think that if these bad experiences did not happen, I would not be as close to God as I am now. I don't want to sound too religious but yes, the Christian community helped us 'build' our 'house' again. Since then, our family has been attending Christian service every Sunday because if it was not for God, my family might not be complete today.
My father started to get involved in the praise and worship team. Mama became a regular volunteer for the flower arrangement group. I, myself, would also volunteer to sing during the offertory whenever my schedule permits me to.
Personally, I think that keeping a marriage for 28 years is not easy. Some would give up as early as the first year. I still believe that in a relationship, as long as one person decides to hold on, the relationship will survive. In our case, it was my mom who decided not to let go despite of everything bad that has happened. I really admire my mom for being so tough, despite her petite size, she can instantly transform into a tiger. My brother and I are even afraid of her more than our father.
For the blissful 28 years, I thank the Lord for keeping my family together. I thank the Lord for making my mama strong. I thank the Lord for never giving up on my father. I thank the Lord for the renewed souls, for the understanding heart and for another blissful wedding anniversary for my parents :)
I would often remember my mom saying to my papa 'Oh, ma anniversary na naman kita, mairinuman na naman kamo' (We're going to have our anniversary soon, you're going to get drunk again). Perhaps it was my papa's family's definition of celebration, getting drunk until the wee hours of morning and the guests would just start to leave as soon as my grandmother would start acting 'differently'. Yes, I am never proud of this circumstance. I feel like hiding myself in the house, pretending that I can't hear what our neighbors are saying the following morning.
28 years of marriage. I have been a witness of how sweet and how painful these 28 years are. My family is not perfect, just as everybody thought that I lived in a stress-free home. I grew up in a verbally violent house. There was even a time when I would hear my parents arguing in the morning and it's as if there was a pause button when I was at school, just in time when I get home, the play button will suddenly turn on. Eventually, these heated arguments came to the point in which my mom decided for us to leave my papa. We stayed with my mom's mother for a year or two. Honestly, it was a relief for both me and my brother to be kept away from an environment where you can't even recognize your own father. I thought it was the end of their marriage. The arguments were worst than our financial concerns, I felt like it was really the end.
Yet, God made a way. I personally think that if these bad experiences did not happen, I would not be as close to God as I am now. I don't want to sound too religious but yes, the Christian community helped us 'build' our 'house' again. Since then, our family has been attending Christian service every Sunday because if it was not for God, my family might not be complete today.
My father started to get involved in the praise and worship team. Mama became a regular volunteer for the flower arrangement group. I, myself, would also volunteer to sing during the offertory whenever my schedule permits me to.
Personally, I think that keeping a marriage for 28 years is not easy. Some would give up as early as the first year. I still believe that in a relationship, as long as one person decides to hold on, the relationship will survive. In our case, it was my mom who decided not to let go despite of everything bad that has happened. I really admire my mom for being so tough, despite her petite size, she can instantly transform into a tiger. My brother and I are even afraid of her more than our father.
For the blissful 28 years, I thank the Lord for keeping my family together. I thank the Lord for making my mama strong. I thank the Lord for never giving up on my father. I thank the Lord for the renewed souls, for the understanding heart and for another blissful wedding anniversary for my parents :)
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Tintin Risked
by: Karl Llorin
Tintin laughed
Tintin wept
Tintin reached out and got involved
Tintin shared her ideas, dreams to each one of us
Tintin loved us and is loved in return
Tintin lives
Tintin believed
Tintin tried
Tintin risked
Tintin is really something
Tintin suffered
Tintin learned
Tintin changed
And if you did not notice, Tintin grew
Tintin is free
(Based from risk poem)
Tintin laughed
Tintin wept
Tintin reached out and got involved
Tintin shared her ideas, dreams to each one of us
Tintin loved us and is loved in return
Tintin lives
Tintin believed
Tintin tried
Tintin risked
Tintin is really something
Tintin suffered
Tintin learned
Tintin changed
And if you did not notice, Tintin grew
Tintin is free
(Based from risk poem)
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Ligaya ng Buhay Ko
These people made me stay in Ateneo. But who knows, we might still see each other somewhere :D
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Stories of Love
I am celebrating Valentine's Day today in a very special way. One, because this is the second Valentine's celebration of LIGAYA (I can't remember where we went last year though). Second, I am celebrating this with 24 girls. Third, am technically under a 'new' office. Fourth, we went to places which were not here last year, Florespina's and Starbucks (I hope am right).
The night before Hearts day, I got a sweet card from one of my kids. Then Pepits gave us chocolates during lunch (with personalized quotes from AUTHOR UNKNOWN). Later in the evening, I met with my parents and Tim and we had dinner at Florespina's. Papa was suggesting to have our dinner at Mang Inasal but I had to insist that we go to Florespina's. Good thing, there were available tables when we got there. Papa and Mama had Pork Adobo for dinner while Tim and I had Korean Beefstew (it was a little bit spicy :P). After dinner, Tim and I went to his former computer shop to visit my aunt and we went to straight to his office afterwards. I enjoyed walking from centro to his office, I think I burned enough calories. Florespina's serving are really enormous for my petite tummy, so we really needed that walk !
After Tim's office, we already proceeded to Magsaysay to meet-up with LIGAYA. We stayed at Starbucks for about one to two hours, I guess. Ate Jing, Pepit's sister, joined us while waiting for her Mark. An acoustic group serenaded the customers while giving out free coffee to everyone. I think the first coffee was Verona and the other was Vanilla Latte. We saw common faces there, Mike, Tim's cousin, also dropped by Starbucks to say hi. At around 10:30pm, I decided to go home because my left eye is irritated again. When I entered the room, I saw some notes from the dormers, I felt appreciated.
The notes were all hand-made. One can really see how much effort was given to every intricate detail in the note. But what really touched my heart was the messages in the note. It really uplifted my spirit, I felt happy that someone can empathize and be as sensitive as that. Really, this is one of the best hearts day celebration for me. I mean, the effort to do the card, the money that they have to save for how many days or weeks which means sacrificing meals perhaps and the act of remembering me, even if I am not their real mother.
This day was also special because our prayers for a particular dormer has been answered. He passed the subject. He can continue being an honors' dormer. He can stay in the dorm.
There are so many things that I am thankful for for today. Thank you, Lord. I really wish that we will continue to be kind and to love others even if it is no longer Valentine's Day. So that everyday, we can add to the random stories of love :)
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, September 19, 2011
Love at First Sight
I can't really remember how I came across Tin Roque's site but I can clearly recall how my eyes feasted on her remarkable layouts and of course, her collection. I was new with online selling then and I was looking for the perfect layout. Maybe it was because of sheer luck or perhaps divine intervention brought me to her site. All I know is that, instantly, it was love at first sight.
What really makes Posh and Pretty Shop unique is the seller behind it. Tin Roque, at first glance, may look intimidating but when you get the chance to know her better, you'll definitely fall in love with her. She is very sweet and one of the nicest person that I came across with. Even her kindness radiates in every collection of Posh and Pretty. Every collection reflects the labor, the time and the insurmountable effort of Tin to make the collection perfect for every girl. Undoubtedly, every collection is really worth the wait.
Tin also has this innate aura to inspire other girls to look and feel great about themselves despite of who they are and where they came from. It seems very natural for people to be drawn to her. Even I, myself, could not believe that I am friends with her. Maybe because we have a lot of similarities, from being a blue-blooded Atenean to having an almost similar love story. What I really admire about Tin is her passion in her work, from the super gorgeous layouts to the unique collections, and her dedication being a full-time mom. I know I will become a mom someday and should that day come, I want to be just like her.
Honestly, if I had not known Posh and Pretty Shop, I would not even have my own online shop. P&P is my shop's inspiration, that I should not just be contented with the profits but more of making people feel good about themselves, making them more confident and making them believe that they can do wonders, because P&P did that to me. P&P may just be an online shop but the experience with P&P's seller is just one of a kind.
"Whoever said that looking good need not to be expensive might just take his words back because every penny counts with Posh and Pretty Shop."
Posted below are layout designs of my personal multiply site and my online shop, Pink Chamomile's Closet. Want a layout like this? Please feel free to contact Tin Roque of Posh and Pretty Shop.
Tin also has this innate aura to inspire other girls to look and feel great about themselves despite of who they are and where they came from. It seems very natural for people to be drawn to her. Even I, myself, could not believe that I am friends with her. Maybe because we have a lot of similarities, from being a blue-blooded Atenean to having an almost similar love story. What I really admire about Tin is her passion in her work, from the super gorgeous layouts to the unique collections, and her dedication being a full-time mom. I know I will become a mom someday and should that day come, I want to be just like her.
Honestly, if I had not known Posh and Pretty Shop, I would not even have my own online shop. P&P is my shop's inspiration, that I should not just be contented with the profits but more of making people feel good about themselves, making them more confident and making them believe that they can do wonders, because P&P did that to me. P&P may just be an online shop but the experience with P&P's seller is just one of a kind.
"Whoever said that looking good need not to be expensive might just take his words back because every penny counts with Posh and Pretty Shop."
Posted below are layout designs of my personal multiply site and my online shop, Pink Chamomile's Closet. Want a layout like this? Please feel free to contact Tin Roque of Posh and Pretty Shop.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Happy Long Weekend
Thank you Lord for giving me the opportunity to spend time with my family ;)
Thank you too for the shrimp ;)
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
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