Ways of enjoying the rainy days when I was younger

Magic Knight Rayearth

Magic Knight Rayearth (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m so up early today! (Woke up around 6 but got off bed around quarter to 7.) Mr. H has an early trip to the next city and has to be there by 8:30 AM which is about now. I hope he made it in time. Meanwhile, I’m glad my energy’s bursting! Probably due to the local puto & tsokolate sold outside. (Can’t believe they sell home-made hot choco on the streets outside, another thing uniquely Cebuano).

Announcements of class suspensions, flood and black outs dominate, as we digest the early morning news through breakfast. The weather report said there would be torrential downpour over Southern Tagalog. In my mind, how I wish I was there! ^_^

When I was young, rain gave me a lot of productive and peaceful moments. The sudden class suspensions would give me extra time spent at home. And while my parents are away at work, my brother and I have the entire house to ourselves – with the constant phone calls and monitoring of course. That little sense of independence and chill gave me time to…

Clean and arrange my room to the most princess-like interior decorating I could.

We live in a home with an oven-like temperature during the summer, with winds we could only feel if we open both our main door and windows. Its normal to sweat at every move we make. That’s why waking up by a loud rainfall send extra adrenaline and comfort knowing its going to be a bit cooler most of the day. So when Mommy & Daddy leave for work, I turn my room upside down, change the linens (even if its the middle of the week), wipe the dusts, rummage through school memorabilias and sort out junks. The greatest feeling afterward is seeing my room all pink and clean.

Hot baths

I’m an otaku and a kid who grew up watching Japan Video Topics on local TV. Often, I dream of bathing in a warm tub and just soaking. But of course, the traditional middle-income Filipino household would only have a pail and tabo on the bathroom/comfort room. So to emulate the Japanese tradition of soaking in a steamy hot bath, I boil up water in our largest cooking pot (filling about 1/3 of the pail) and mix with it with 2/3 cold water. The result – a satisfying hot bath! And this is usually the perfect time to use imported liquid bath soaps my relatives abroad send me as pasalubong! – THIS and lying in freshly changed bed linen is the best indulgence I could have back then! ^_^

Note: Hot baths only make sense when its the middle of the rainy season in the Philippines. Trust me, summer is HOT AS HELL!

Cook an experimental dish

What comes after getting my room clean and indulging in a warm bath? Eating of course!

And when we were young, we weren’t spoiled to eat outside fast foods often. Two things I’m obsessed with are mashed potatoes (the ones they serve at Kenny Rogers and KFC) and fried potatoes in creamy sizzling sauce (served at our local Country Side Steak House) which is the steak side dish. My Mom usually stocks on potatoes, margarine and cream which I whip into a dish or a snack to feast on with my brother. He often smirks when I cook but he eats it anyway so I guess it didn’t taste that bad. :))

Unfortunately, nowadays, my stomach gets upset at the slightest content of starch, triggering gas attacks and vomiting (since I’m pregnant). >_>

Watch anime, draw, write poetry, and read books

Now that I realize it, I’m quite envious that I was able to do all of these back then. What’s a kid gotta do when classes are suspended anyway? You’ve got local TV showing anime runs of Little Women, Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn in the morning. In the afternoon, the more action-packed and shounen/shoujo-themed series of Gundam, Magic Knight Rayearth, Zenki and BT’X occupy the kid-inclined timeslots. As early as I got to know about Voltron and Sailormoon, my fondness of learning the art of drawing manga has kept my old notebooks and stocks of bond paper full of drawings that my Mom used to nag to me about it. I don’t know why though. I’m a pretty neat artist and I don’t scatter and occupy the dining or living room just to sketch. I even tried creating my own stories and manga strips.

That kept me writing, at first, kind of in a novel format. Then switched to dialogues with captions on how I’d be drawing the frames. I was in the school publication and was kept interested because I was mingling with co-artists (who are real-life manga artists by now — Raph & Ian). Sigh! Those were the days! ^_^

I was also fond of reading. I got into the Sweet Valley High bandwagon, and later into poetry when I learned about Pablo Neruda in college’s world literature. I even kept this poetry journal — those I’ve written from elementary to college. Its something I kept written by hand and shown only to my best friend. 🙂 Sort of sisterhood secret.

Stare at the skies and listen to the trickle of the rain.

And when my mind’s exhausted of imagining – its the best time to embrace the painting of reality that’s unfolded in the skies, our wet garden and rusting gate. Its like emptying your mind in a blank stare, but at the same time appreciating that moment of peace. Storms and hurricanes are chaotic beauties of nature meant to be absorbed in solace.

Wait for the afternoon monay vendor

…It follows the time after siesta and we’re hungry again. Daddy usually comes home in the afternoon after police duty with a bag of merienda in hand – sometimes pancit, lomi or sopas. We pair it with freshly baked monay sold by a bike-riding vendor who still roams the village despite the rain.

All in all, rainy days are slow days meant to be enjoyed at back in my hometown.


Taligsik blues

Taligsik – the Cebuano term for ambon (Tagalog) or rain shower in English.

Yes it finally showered here in Cebu and we’re enjoying the cool temperature. I’m missing our queen size bed big time! The clouds gave in after weeks of overcast skies. I’m glad though, that it didn’t rain madly.

I’m on my 15th week of pregancy or on my 3rd month. And still, I suffer from fatigue and nausea even after just a few hours of trip to the hospital. Accidentally sliding down the stairs 2 days ago made worried parents out of Mr. H and I. This afternoon, there was a wash of relief as I heard Baby’s heartbeat on the Doppler, loud and then fainting, and then crazy again. He’s swimming a lot in my tummy. 🙂

Behind the mild trickling on the roof, I was wishing I could’ve shared this moment with people back home in Cavite. Mr. H and I would’ve been accompanied by Betty and Budoy – our pet dogs at home. My aunt next door would’ve whipped some warm macaroni soup. There would be freshly brewed kapeng Amadeo on the coffeemaker, and I’d be wearing socks. We’d be lying on the sofa and relish on movie replays on cable.

We would’ve been indulging with the subtle calmness and melodic rhythm of this rainy season.

Later, I’ll stir up some Milo before climbing upstairs. I’ll be spoiling my husband with a dry bath and probably keep work pending til tomorrow. INDULGE. Probably my favorite word of the day. And I’ll indulge with today’s whole day taligsik!

Happy weekend everyone! 🙂

A whole new world.

Facebook Status – Monday, July 9, 2012

seven months after, i feel as if i’m totally a different person in different place. all the stress, hate and angst are part of a history that only made me see things in a larger perspective. and its a whole new world!

Could not have felt how time flew by so fast…

My last WP entry was May. And by then there were so many interesting turn of events I wanted to write about. In fact I have my list:

  1. 20 Reasons why I love Cebusprung after an American Expat was criticized for hosting a controversial video; I was also intending this to be a comparison of Cebu-Manila and Cavite in terms of implementing social order, traffic management, politics, affordability of commodities and lifestyles.
  2. 20 Reasons why I hate Cebu – inspired to be, well, an express of support to that American Expat who spoke what’s grossly true about our state.
  3. Promoting slavery in the corporate worldafter how I found out that one of the companies I applied for had pending labor lawsuits and how we should fight for what we deserve in this business called life.
  4. A trip to Cebu City Hall – noting how a city hall should look like a city hall and how happy I was from the Cebu City Government’s public service. No irate government employee encountered!
  5. Things I miss from Dasma – mainly the food, some family culture and just being home

In the past months, we followed the historic impeachment of the Chief Justice of the Philippines, watched Mon Tulfo beaten to a pulp by the Santiago gang, how Pacman was ROBBED of his title, got elated and then bored at how ABS-CBN is prolonging Walang Hanggan, missed the ASPIN Day held at Plaza Independencia. I mentally took note of details, saved pictures and planned at how I’ll make time each day to write about everything.

Then came a surprise for me and Mr. H. We found ourselves pregnant with our first baby! And yes, I’m on my third month as of this writing.

TVU Scan

I wouldn’t want to blame it on the baby, but the morning sickness and a multitude of pregnancy ‘norms’ I’m experiencing until now, kept me from working comfortably time. Its not an excuse that I sleep longer and more frequent than usual. I feel tired if I can’t. The horrible moments of puking and loss of appetite almost drove me nuts. Thank God I have such generous in-laws who send us supplies of fresh fish, vegetables and tasty lechon!

But the ultimate gift is having a husband who’s dedicated in supporting me all throughout the cravings, left-overs, running errands on a whim, cooking and washing the dishes especially when I detest the smell of food around. I could not have been more happy that I’m married. ^_^

It must be really God’s fate on how we’re keeping up with our lives…

Our pregnancy is an added toll at how we’re still establishing our business. We have larger bills to pay with the company’s overhead costs, my prenatal care, lab tests, vitamins and supplements. We’ve been quite frantic when we’re busy, double so when we’re not having sales. I’m still working as a freelance graphics designer while my pregnancy hormones are keeping everything in my physique unstable.

In spite of these, we still have time to watch Prime Time Kapamilya (lolx), splurge gastronomically on our wedding monthsary, watch downloaded movies before bedtime, fool around in bed and laugh at the silly things we notice from each other. And no, we’re not taking life as a joke. In fact, we’re looking forward to the birth of our baby. We have this virtual procurement plan for him/her through improvements with our business combined with my freelance earnings. We’re excited to show him/her off to family and friends and welcome him home.

Its really a whole new world, and I could not have imagined surviving if life wasn’t miraculously setup this way now. The rush of temper is often controlled now. In fact, I haven’t been agitated for quite a while – everything seemed forgiveable. Although I do miss nagging at some delinquent people at times, everything seemed so in the past.

And next month, we’re going to revisit that place, not to recollect history, but GORGE. YES GORGE IN FOOD! I’m so craving for home-made food back home!