Sunday, February 27, 2011

My First Visit to the "Mooon"



At last, after almost 3 years of residing in Cebu, I finally got to experience dining at Mooon Cafe.  Ross took me out to dinner a few days after Valentines, and since I also haven't been to IT park yet, (poor me!) he decided we  eat there instead of the one at Ayala.  I was so excited and thrilled, because it has been a while since Ross and I went out on a date, just the two of us.  We usually go out on Sundays with the kids in tow.  I have been wanting to set a "date day" for us, but since his schedule won't allow him, any free time my husband has I want him to spend with the kids.  I bring his dinner to the hospital every weekdays before I go to work, and we get to spend time to talk and catch up on things, and that's quality time for us already.


Going back to our date, we ordered Tostaditas, Mexican baby back and Lechon kawali.  The serving was good enough.  I especially enjoyed our drinks because it had slices of oranges in them, I believe it was called cupid coolers, not sure though.



We had a good time.  I enjoyed the food, and Ross promised we'd go back and taste their Burritos and the pasta.  Yipee, I'm already looking forward to it.  



I had a contented smile on my face.  I was actually so full, I think what I ate would last me until lunch the next day.  The prize I guess was reasonable enough, I was just laughing when I saw the bill because my husband cracked his ancient joke telling me he'd run off first and then I follow afterwards.  He always does that whenever we dine out, or either he'd tell the waiter he forgot his wallet and we would be willing to wash the plates to pay off our dinner.  We get different reactions whenever he cracks his "i forgot my wallet" joke, and whenever I start laughing, the waiters would know my husband was just fooling around.  

Mooon cafe is definitely on my favorite dining places list.  I would be going back for sure.  Just a thought, why is Mooon spelled with 3 "O's"?



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Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Thoughts on Mitch Albom's Book

A friend of mine sent me an e-book of The 5 people You Meet in Heaven, by Mitch Albom.  I finished reading the book early last year, and I remember writing down the lines from the book which was worth reading over and over.  Somehow I forgot where I placed that notepad, until recently when I was cleaning up my desk, I found a piece of paper tucked into one of my folders.  I could barely understand some of the words as my handwriting resembled that of an ECG tracing. 

Anyway in the story, when Eddie died he was brought back to Ruby pier where he spent his childhood.  I liked the idea that when we eventually die we get to go back to certain significant aspects in our life.  I have always loved my childhood, and I think it would really be a good way to start a journey to the afterlife.  Anyway, I think in the story Eddie had some regrets in his life and some he still had to confront when he met the other people on his way to heaven.  That's one thing I hope I don't have when my time comes.  I hope that I could do what I am supposed to do while I am still here... no unfinished business as what they usually say. 

 
So here are some of my favorite lines from the book. 
  •     The first lesson:  There are no random acts.  That we are all connected.  That you can no more separate one life from another, than you can separate a breeze from the wind.

  •     The second lesson:  Sacrifice is a part of life.  It's supposed to be.  It's not something to regret.  It's something to aspire to.
    
  • Holding anger is a poison.  It eats you from inside.  We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us.  But hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

  • Lost love is still love.  It takes different form, that's all.  You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.  But when those senses weaken, another heightens.  Memory.  memory becomes your partner.  You nurture it.  You hold it.  You dance with it.  Life has to end.  Love doesn't.

I chose them because somehow I could relate to it.  There are no random acts. TRUE. Things happen sometimes, even if you don't plan it they fall into place, and sometimes even if you do plan things, they don't happen the way you want them to.

I don't need to elaborate on sacrificing being a part of life because we all know it is, and I am sure we have had our own share of sacrifices in the past..

Anger is a poison. There was a point in my life that I was harboring some negative feelings towards a person, and somehow it's like there was always a dark cloud above me.  I realized that I had to let go of the anger because it was not allowing me to move forward.  It was not easy but eventually I did it, but to be honest even if you forgive sometimes it's just hard to forget, but I have learned to live with the pain.

My mind and my heart is where I keep beautiful memories of my life, what I have been through, things I learned, people I love and those who matters to me the most.  The author was right in saying Memory becomes your partner, because when all seems lost, you only have your memory to remind you of what has been,  When I like to reminisce
a certain memory, I close my eyes and pretend to hit a play button and it would all come back playing in my mind.  There are certain memories though, no matter how hard you try to remember, it just doesn't come back to you anymore.  I guess like any device, our minds has a certain limit to what it can store, so might as well keep beautiful memories alive and delete the not so good ones.





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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Dare to Dream

I consider myself a dreamer.  But I guess everybody loves to dream right?  Even those who stopped believing in dreams at one point dreamed of something.  My dreams have evolved from simple to complex ones, and I find myself laughing at some silly dreams of mine.  Some dreams do come true, if you want it to.  It requires hard work, patience, dedication and courage.  But there are dreams that are simply meant to be dreams.

But no matter what the circumstances you are in, "Don't stop dreaming, and don't stop believing that dreams do come true".  Dare to dream, and you'll never know where it may take you.



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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

What I've Learned - Part 3

And here's the last part.. Hope you "learned" from this article, the way I found it very helpful.  I hope to make my own  "what I've learned" list in the future...


 I've learned that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I've learned that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

  I've learned that it's not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts.

I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

I've learned that there are many ways of falling and staying in love.

I've learned that no matter the consequences, those who are honest with themselves, get farther in life.

I've learned that no matter how many friends you have, if you are their pillar, you will feel lonely and lost at the times you need them most.

I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

I've learned that writing, as well as talking, can ease emotional pains.

I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon.

I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe





 

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What I've Learned - Part 2

  And here's the second half .....

I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I've learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back. 
I've learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I've learned that your family won't always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren't biological.

I've learned that no matter how good a friend someone is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.




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What I've Learned - Part 1

I stumbled upon this article on the web, and I enjoyed reading it because most if not everything the author is saying is actually true.  So I decided to re-post and share it to everyone. ♥


 I've learned that you can do something in an instant that will give you a heartache for life.

I've learned that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I've learned that it's a lot easier to react than it is to think.

I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I've learned that you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I've learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I've learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.

I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice.

I've learned that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.

I've learned that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.



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Monday, February 14, 2011

The Lost Valentine - Movie

Recently watched The Lost Valentine on dvd.  The movie was based on a novel by James Michael Pratt. First 5 minutes into the movie, I was already crying.  It was a scene where Caroline was saying goodbye to her husband and how I hate goodbyes.

 The story centered on Caroline Thomas, who on February 14, 1944 said goodbye to her husband as he was sent off to war.  And on every Valentine's Day for the next 66 years she went to that train station waiting for her beloved husband to come back.

Then came Jennifer Love Hewitt, a reporter who was looking for a story about true love, but doubts at first if it does exist, was assigned to do the story of Caroline Thomas and her husband.  Now, as Caroline was reliving the memory of her husband by telling their love story, Susan (the reporter) was having issues with her own love life as well.  Her photographer boyfriend proposed to her, bur she declined saying she was not yet ready to commit into something serious.  And in the picture was Caroline's grandson Lucas, who at first got annoyed at Susan but as they started spending time together started to have feelings for her.

 So the story continued with the quest of looking for her husband who they learned was rescued by "tribeman" in an island somewhere in the Pacific.  And this island just happened to be the Philippines, and there was even a scene where there were Filipino actors and you could hear them speaking in Tagalog. Anyway, they found out that Neil Thomas, (the husband) later died in action.  They asked the help of a Filipino guerrilla who fought with the American during the war to locate the remains of Neil and bring it back to the US. The ending brought them back to the train station where finally Caroline's long wait for her husband came to an end as he eventually was brought home, a hero.

This is a real tear jerker.  The plot was simple yet love stories always brings out good feelings after you watch them.  It proves that love does really stand the test of time, and it shows how a person can stay committed and true to the person she loves. It's a beautiful reminder that True Love does exist. Happy Hearts Day everyone!!


PS:  Did I mention that the grandson, Lucas (Sean Faris) is a total hunk? LOL...




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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

I wish I were like Mama...

If there's one thing I don't like about myself, it's probably the fact that I try to control my emotions as much as I possibly can.  When in an argument, I try to maintain my cool, keep myself from answering back even when I know I'm right, and worse even if I try to hold back my tears they seem to have a mind of its own, and fall like rain drops.
 
Sometimes I wish I was more like my mother.  Mama is a tough cookie.  She's not afraid to speak her mind, and would fight for what she thinks is right.  If she knew what I'm going through right now, I am sure she would fight back for me.  She would never allow any one to hurt or offend us.

I may be a crybaby, but I know for a fact that I would never let anyone hurt my kids or the people I love.  I can be a tough one like Mama if I need to be.


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Friday, February 4, 2011

My Not-So Golden "surprise" Birthday Bash

Life is indeed full of surprises. Just when you feel that you are at your lowest, good things happen.

A week before my birthday, "a series of unfortunate events" took place, and so I was not really in the mood for celebrating because I had so many things going through my head.  I was initially planning to treat my friends from work, but because I had to prioritize our household expenses, I had to set that thought aside and told them the pizza would have to wait until the next payday. I was also worrying because Andre was having a really bad case of allergic rhinitis, which eventually lead to asthma, so hearing him wheezing so badly was terrifying for me.

That Monday, I was not really planning to report to work because I was hesitant to leave Andre, but Ariane sent me a message saying our manager was looking for me.  I had to get the kids to sleep first before I leave.  Good thing the nebulization worked magic and my son was sleeping soundly without the wheeze.

I was not my usual self that day.  I had so many things in my head, I did not even notice that I was the only one left in our work station, until Ariane approached me saying she wanted to talk to me about something.  The first thing that came through my head was "Oh no, please don't tell me you're resigning!".  So we walked towards our conference room, and I noticed a shadow of one of my workmates inside, and when I opened the door, I froze and could not believe what I saw.  All my team members, well most of them were there greeting me a "happy birthday", while I was stuck in the corner crying, and then they were all telling me to blow the candle before the smoke alarm goes off.  The next shock came when I saw the candles on my birthday cake, 50!! I just turned 33 and suddenly I'm blowing a birthday cake with the number 50 on it.  So I was crying and laughing at the same time. 

It was really crazy, and I know I looked really funny, but I was surprised.  I did not expect them to throw me a birthday bash.  I thought it only happened in the movies, but it happened to me, and I felt so blessed to be surrounded with these dynamic and wonderful individuals.  I feel honored that they decided to plan a surprise for me.  I always am hesitant being called a team leader or manager because I'm not really sure If I am able to do what I am supposed to do for them or if I fit the description of what a manager should be.  But all I know is that I am always willing to help them out in any way I can, and always ready to look after them.  I think I am more of like a protective mother, an older sister, and friend rolled into one.  They make my job of being TL easier because they are all easy to work with, no attitude problems whatsoever, and it's fun being around them.  We are basically like family, so even if there are work related issues, knowing that they are around makes things better,

I would never forget that day.  What they did was special and something I would always cherish.  I may not have looked my best during that day, but I was definitely at my HAPPIEST!  Thank you to my EMR/Implementation family. You guys will always hold a special place in my ♥.



The people behind the surprise.  Sadly we were not complete that night since Gail and Geraldine were absent and Joseph came in late.  From the top there's Teody, Ariane and Limpz. Rejoice is on the second photo.  Then Limpz again with  Brian, Ed, and Divya, then there's Jayson on the last photo.  I think the common denominator for all these pics is Limpz, lol!


The food was great.  I enjoyed the fish fillet.  And again my birthday cake with the number 50 on it.




Thanks Ariane for staying late that day,  I know you were supposed to leave early for your duty but I'm glad you were the bearer of good news.  You actually scared me when you said you wanted to talk to me, you looked really serious, and your hands were cold :).  Thanks Sir Adrian for allowing us to use the conference room, at least the smoke alarm did not go off. PS:  The middle photo I am with the Employee of the Year 2009 and 2010.  For two consecutive years the EOY came from our team, yipee!!





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