One yucky story...

One time we just decided to have another nightstroll and we found ourselves sitting in Riverbanks Grill side. My kids ordered their choices like grilled pusit stuffed with tomatoes and onions, inihaw na tilapia of course, and grilled chicken bbq. One large group arrived and don din sa side namin napiling umupo. It was the 2nd stall...I hate to name names of course...since this happened a week ago and the intensity of my I-don't-know-what or how to feel na dahil tumagal na ito bago ko ma-post...huhuh! Now we were having table talks when suddenly I heard something I did't like. I searched for it and voila!!! I saw the man who's in charge grilling...huhuhu...he was unclogging his stuffed nose...shit!!! Forgive my words pero he's so gross talaga. I call the attention of the young male-owner, he then went to talk the one with stuffy nose and we saw them na nagtawanan pa. Shucks!!! So kadiri...and I told myself never to eat again don...where? At Riverbanks...

Money can change things so easily!

...and I do understand greed sometimes

Always here and there!

Problems are the cutting edge that distinguishes between success and failure.

[...and it always call forth our courage and wisdom. But most of the time we attempt to skirt around problems rather than meeting them head on]

Minding your own p's and q's!

I was asked about what topic I hated most to discuss specially in my other blog, and I answered...everything about sexuality. And almost everyone agreed specially again that that group is specifically for mom bloggers like me. That's why, this blog was born. I just want to tackle something in which my ideas will flow on smoothly without being told of some certain boundaries and blah blah blah's. I love the third sex, be it the lesbians or the gays...whom I find it so easy to be with. But to flaunt it on air where children could get a glimpse or hear whatever they would gonna say about their thing, I don't exactly like it that way. For me, they might imbibe whatever from what they would hear. They don't need to blurt out all the truth or just throw away all [discretion] to the winds. We all have our own judgment, freedom, rights, discrimination, choices, and pleasure or options but sometimes we need to be a little discreet naman paminsan minsan lalo na't very sensitive ang topic di ba? They say silence means YES. But silence sometimes is also synonymous to NO. If we do not say yes, it means NO. When some people remained tightlipped about BeBe Gandanghari's coming out, it means that like me, I respected his choice, it's his call. We have to respect that. But like Vice Ganda have had once said on TV, maraming gays ang hindi yun minaganda. Simply coming out is just okey. Pero what they didn't like daw ay yung changing his name and crossdressing (?)...and for me, as parent I don't want some kids to imitate what they are seeing on TV. I just can't imagine how CV felt and feels at the moment whenever she would see Rustom cross-dressed with long curly lashes and flowing hair. I noticed na may resemblance nga silang mag-ex. And also as parent, I don't condemn gays, pero mas gusto ko namang straight ang anak kong lalaki. But if ever, maging ganun man, anak ko pa rin siya. And I will always be a mother. So ang bottom line is, don't flaunt it na lang. It is still not so 100% accepted in our norms. So let's just respect each other na lang...parang meeting halfway...wag sosobra.

Drink Your MILK!

A few days ago, while staring out the window of a bus I am in along EDSA, I noticed passengers in the bus alongside us looking up the video on board so intently. I caught a glimpse of the movie, it was a Sean Penn starrer, a film about Harvey Milk. Mr. Milk was a politician in America and the first openly gay elected official.

I wondered while watching the very attentive passengers inside the bus if they were all amazed by the great Sean Penn (he won the Oscar for the role) or if they were interested in the story of a gay man portrayed by the once-bad-boy-lover-of-The Material Girl.

I remember Rustom Padilla (who is he? he's dead, right?) transforming himself into a "she" named BB Gandang Hari and I didn't hear that much ripple from the Pinoys. Are we now more open-minded and matured to accept that there are third sex in the society? I hope so!

Why are there gays? That's like asking, why are there males and females who produce gay offspring? Who has the answer to that? Surely, gays & lesbians are humans that came from humans, too! Closet or open, your sexuality is your right. Harvey Milk fought his battles for gays to be recognized and get rightful rights, let us fight our prejudice and see everyone as equal. Let's respect each other, 'migos and 'migas! Cheers to Egalite'!

By: Cocker Spaniel

Really?!

I was walking with my lovely dog early [this] morning when I met a male-neighbor with a shih-tzu also. Syempre neighbor kaya hi and hellos. We exchanged pleasantries about how we are as dog lovers...blah blah blah. When he told me that nabibili lang naman daw ang paper or document to prove the dog's breed naku nagulat ako. I couldn't believe unless mapatunayan ko yon. Mine has documents talaga. Does it mean na pwedeng nabili lang yun? Of course not...I bought them from my good cousins who live in San Juan. They breed dogs talaga. And how could PCCI accepted my papers if it were just from paper mill? I do believe naman that their papers are real!!! Eh di sana di ako na-approve ng PCCI?

Hmmmpf! He told me it could be bought in T--------'s daw. Well...I don't know...

Good dog...good treats!

Wheeew! Last night we went to OL Antipolo but decided to stop by first at mini stop near the entrance of Village East CR. I bought some bottles of mineral water and a Fab with my favorite Siopao Bola2. I gave one 500 peso bill. I received four 100 peso bills for my change. Now I was shocked when my son texted me that the 100 peso bill I left for him for his food budget for lunch was a fake. Grrrr...nakakahiya. I wonder how it would be if it was a thousand bill. Now I learned something. I will bring na lang lagi my small peso detector. It was just there in my drawer waiting to be noticed...and now's the time. Grrrrr for that little mistake of mine. Kahit pala 100 ay pine-fake pa?!