Older

                In a few months I’ll be hitting the big 3-0. I haven’t given much thought about aging until recently when “signs” successively manifested themselves albeit uninvited. Starting with lines around the eyes, weight that’s so hard to keep off no matter how little I eat, ragged breathing from walking a short distance, inability to memorize as well as I used to, and a whole lot of other things I discover day by day. Add to aging my irregular exercise habits (or lack thereof hehe) and unhealthy food choices---I am now, repentantly, reaping the fruits of my lack of labor.

                Gone are the days when I could practice dancing all day and wake up early the next day to practice some more. Now, I move my head around for a few minutes or wiggle my hips for 3 or more songs and my body would be screaming for a body massage. Yesterday, I fell on my back trying to “amuse” my 10-month-old niece with some moves. Until now, half of my body feels sore and I’m reeking of liniment. At least my niece had a good laugh out of it. I, on the other hand, need a massage, a hot compress, or some more liniment.

          I am getting older. I’m saying that as if I just realized it now  J Next year, I’ll be celebrating January, March, May, July, August,October, and December because those are the only months where my age will still be on the calendar (Stop counting, people!). While I’m hanging on to the last vestiges of my youth for a couple more months, I think it’s best to do damage control however late it may be. I’m starting a new “year’s resolution” tonight---try to eat healthy, exercise regularly, read more, sleep early, moisturize (hehehe), and don’t dance as if you’re 18!!!

Match made in the Kitchen

             I went out for dinner with mama and sis today and had BINAGOONGANG BABOY(Pork with Shrimp Paste)!  I had my first taste of the dish more than three years ago when my eldest sister took me to a restaurant somewhere in Makati where food was served wrapped in banana leaves. Thinking about the “binalot”, to this day, makes my mouth water :b…

         Pork and Shrimp Paste are two of the best foods in my vocabulary (along with pizza, pasta, and double cheeseburger hehe) so don’t hold it against me if I don’t miss out ordering binagoongan everytime it’s on the menu J  Unfortunately, binagoongan in restaurants are a little pricey for frequent dinners. Making it at home would be more practical so the industrious genius in me Googled the recipe hehehe (hey, I could have Bing-ed or Yahoo-ed it too! Do what suits you)

Here’s the recipe:

Binagoongang Baboy

Ingredients:

• 1 kilo pork with fat (cut into chunk cubes)
• 2 cups bagoong alamang
• 1 head of garlic (minced)
• 1 big onion (minced) 4 tomatoes (diced)
• 4 chili peppers (minced)
• 1/2 cup vinegar
• 4 tablespoons brown sugar
• 1/2 cup water

Procedure:

1.     In a casserole, boil pork and lower fire until water evaporates and pork oil starts to come out.

2.     When pork is lightly crispy, put in on the side and saute garlic, onion, tomatoes and chili peppers in the fat and mix pork once more.

3.     Add in the bagoong and cook while stirring for 5 minutes.

4.     Pour in the vinegar and stir well.

5.     Add in the sugar and let simmer for 10 minutes or just until cooked.

6.     Serve hot.

                                            (Recipe from kusinaatbp.com)

      I hope to try this one day  J

Dream Jobs

Off the top of my head, I’m listing jobs I’d be happy to do any day :

1.                Video  Game Tester… so I can play all the video games that I want and get paid for it.

2.                 Gift wrapper…but only gifts in boxes. Who wants to wrap irregular shapes anyway?!

3.                  Grocery store cashier…just so I can use a cash register. It’s one of my secret childhood dreams. Some people dream big, mine was not worth sleeping for.

4.                  Security Guard of a highly fenced vacant lot…enough said.

5.                 A sewer of blankets and bedsheets…I’m good at stitching straight lines. Oh, add hankies too!

6.                  House painter…but only new and empty ones---and walls only! 

7.                   Encoder…because it’s not rocket science. Thirty percent of my  current job is typing (the other seventy I still need to figure out) so I must have gained some skill.

8.                  A sleuth…because I’m  naturally nosy. It's probably the least boring job of all. Like I said, I'm a natural.

Hmmmm...now that I think about it, these are really not brag-worthy. If these are my idea of hardwork, I better change my M-O or I’m never becoming a millionaire in 50 years. 

Imagine, this could be me in the future:

                        Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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LSS

"But the one little duck 

with a feather on his back,

 he led the others with the

 quack-quack-quack..."

    I have been repeating my niece's nursery rhyme for two days now, I'm having last song syndrome. There's no harm actually...until you unconsciously blurt it out in the office with your arms doing the chicken dance! Good thing boss in the other room didn't notice...or did he?!

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Dear Diary,

I didn't have the best day today so allow me to blow off some steam.      

                                         Choo-Choo! 

                         

       I'm sorry but I can't think of a better term for what I witnessed today: SUBNORMAL INTELLIGENCE. It is even awkward to place the word "intelligence" in the same sentence.

I hope no one like that gets appointed again. Please, Lord.

Days like today make me want to have a double cheeseburger.