My Little Baker

No, she'd didn't bake those cookies and we don't own an oven at home. She's just the "baker" for their school's community day. It's just acting and props.

My Second Encounter with a Snatcher

This time, the snatcher is a lady --- a lesbian at that.

My sisters and I were inside the jeepney. We just came from our usual Sunday treat at Carbon. While the jeepney we're in was waiting for the light to turn green, I felt someone scratching my neck. That's when I realized that my whitegold necklace was being snatched. I can't describe my feeling. I was shocked. Magee, my sister who was sitting beside me saw the whole incident. She said, she saw this "tomboy" outside the jeepney trying to reach for my neck. She never expected the lady to be a snatcher. She too was shocked.

Good thing, the snatcher wasn't able to take the entire necklace. Maybe, she's not an expert yet. I was glad to have the pendant (the most expensive part) and a portion of the necklace.

I'm not really a jewelry person and I don't buy them that much. The necklace is actually part of my daily accessory and is the only jewelry I bought out of my hard-earned salary. Aside from it being silver (I don't fancy gold blings), it matches almost all my outfit. The first jewelry that was snatched from me was a gold bracelet (a gift from my aunt)...also inside the jeepney.

Lesson learned (the second time around): Never wear jewelries inside a PUJ.

Here's the remnant of my necklace...*sniff*sniff*

I hate rats...

Fact is, we adore Mickey Mouse, Jerry (the counterpart of Tom), Stuart Little and lately, Remy of Ratatouille. Yes, they're kinda' cute in their respective toon shows and flicks but in reality, they're not. My daughter would scream with glee every time she sees one of them and I think they fascinate her. But no, not me...they wouldn't even pass for a pet. They're simply disturbing and the sight of them freaks me out. I've seen a couple of them walking past the kitchen sink and cupboards leaving behind rat dung. I've been trying to figure out how to get rid of them. Aside from the risk of getting the dreaded Leptospirosis, I don't think they belong in my household in the first place. So I decided to buy those sticky mouse trap sheets and positioned them underneath the cupboards. At times, we're lucky to have one or two mice trapped in the sticky sheets. I would even put some leftover food as bait but then some of them are kinda' wise they wouldn't dare touch the bait. It's disgusting and I wanted to shoot them if only we have a pellet gun. And their behavior has become nastier too. They started invading our bedrooms and chewing some of our clothes.

Two nights ago, me and hubby chanced upon two mice trying to get out of our trash bins but couldn't. So together we tortured the poor creatures by pouring muriatic acid on them. To make the torture even worse, we set the bin on fire. I know it was so rude of us and we were not that kind to them. We thought, two down, and I don't know how many more to go.

Still relentless on my quest to get rid of these rats, I bought this local brand mouse poison "racumin" to see if it works. Again, these rats seem to be smart coz they're not eating them anymore. How would they know? But if it's effective, I'm sure there could be dead rats behind the nook and cranny of our house. I haven't seen much of them lately...I just wish they're gone forever.

So there...I just hate rats!

PMN September Fam Pic: Potted

We don’t have a garden at home. We don’t have some greens and blooms within our midst. So I thought, is there something “potted” that I could post for PMNs photohunt this month? Again, I decided to just let this one pass…maybe next time.

But during my DVD marathon over my extended weekend, I got an idea from the movie Raising Helen. One of the scenes in the movie shows Helen and kids dancing “Whip It” with pot-like hats. I remember taking a picture of my daughter with a pot on her head during one of our visits to the mall.

Finally found it after rummaging through my archive of pictures.

Here’s my daughter…in a pot! Also sharing another pic with fake flowers in the background(ooppss, sorry for the uncut bangs.





check out other "potted" pics:

1. Julie's flowers


2. Raqgold's Potted Memory


3. Cookie's different kind of pot :razz:


4. KK's indoor and outdoor pots


5. Rach's Flowers and a Smile


6. Lynn's Pot Shots


7. Lady Cess' The Best Tea


8. Feng's Tagaytay Pics


9. Analyse's Life isn't easy being a nomad


10. Purple Girl's Coffee Alamid


11. Mitch's very edible photos


12. Noemi's Ceramic Fondue Pot


13. Vicky's Potted Fruits and Vegetables


14. Dine's anything potted in Bhutan and Capalonga

Second Home

If there's one place I considered my second home, that would be Pintuyan, Southern Leyte. It's a little fishing and copra town where my lola lives. When I was a kid and teenager, I would often spend my summer vacations there to the delight of my old and widowed lola. Pintuyan has been greatly part of my childhood and teenage life. I've had such fond memories of the place and its people. Apart from being the place where I blossomed into a lady (READ: first menstruation), I experienced a different kind of warmth from the humble people of Pintuyan. I've had quite a few friends there mostly my cousins and distant relatives. The town itself was a refuge to my peaceful heart. The fresh air and the sea breeze, the sound of the waves rushing to the shore, the sound of the crickets at night, the glow of the stars and fireflies, the laidback life I sorely miss. Pardon my nostalgia but I can't help but write a post about that place. A month from now, I'm off to that place again to visit my favorite lola (she's the only one left from both sides)and to celebrate the town's annual fiesta. I'll be traveling together with my sister and daughter (hubby isn't sure yet...depends on his sked). It's been ages since my last visit and my lola hasn't seen yet her great grand apo (my daughter). I'm already very excited that I filed a vacation leave this early.

Definitely, I'll be sharing pictures of my vacation. Promise!