This year was still busy, but I had to prioritize and we declare this Jared's Day (he said there will be a Jared Day after Mother's Day).
It was a kiddie dream came true with. Zip line, giant inflatables and a colorful parade to boot.
Mommy claimed her Mother's Day gift by bringing home a loot bag full of tiangge clothes!!!!
Mom, dad and baby happy. Exactly my kind of day.
From the title, you can see this post is 3 months late.
These are small tokens of love and friendship I gave to friends last Valentine's.
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Orange you glad you're my friend sticker on a ponkan
Love potion no. 9 wrap on a Gatorade
You're the apple of my eye cute favor box for a mini apple pie
Paper heart cut out on a ballpen
Mom: Jared, will you vote on May 13?
Jared: No mom
J: Next time na, when I'm 18
On his candidates
Getting scratch paper and starting to write like his dad
Mom: What is the paper for?
Jared: I will write my senators.
M: Who will you vote for?
J: Ja Enril (Jack Ebrile)
Aln Caytan (Allan Cayetano)
M: Why will you vote for him (Jack Enrile)?
J: Because mom, there is something about the buko....
|With a red pentel pen mark on his finger|
This was sponsored by Toms and the best part is, there is no purchase required!
We didn't stay too long because the weather was humid, even on a December night. But, we fully enjoyed all the booths and even won some prizes. Double yey!!!!
Upon signing up, they give you tickets for the games and food. This got our boy so excited to try everything twice (because his dad and I both signed up).
There were young musicians, too. It was a very festive atmosphere.
|They were able to shoot the balls in the buckets and we got a glass and some notepads as prizes; waiting for his popcorn.|
Thank you, Toms Philippines, for this wonderful activity.
Less than an hour after Tagaytay, and with tummies full from our late breakfast, we reached our destination: Canyon Cove.
Our Family Room
Our group is composed of 4 adults and 1 kid. The master's bed was big, soft and comfortable, and the the seating area by the window could fit in 2 more, if needed. There is a masters bathroom, a living area, a small dining table, another seating area by the living room. The kitchenette has a microwave, a mini fridge and an electric kettle.
The best part about this unit is the balcony which spans the entire length of this room. It gave us a full view of the peaceful beach and the glorious sunset that only eyes on vacation can fully appreciate.
For me, this place is so picturesque. We booked in November, and on our first afternoon there, we had the beach almost all to ourselves. I love the open-air reception area with high ceilings and the big, big pool.
This post was long in the making because it's so hard to choose the best pictures from those 2 days.
It was a relaxed weekend, just like how we intended it to be. All we did was go to the nearest town to eat our meals (food at the resort was not spectacular), swim and sleep.
The town if I remember correctly is about 10-15 mins away, and we ate at Chowking and Mang Inasal. We took our breakfast at the resort though.
Gave us nice spots to take pictures, too!
The following day, when the sun cheerfully greeted us at dawn, we took that as cue to come down.
The pool was almost empty. But the guy had an agenda in mind. This playground proved to be too irresistible to our boy.
This was also our first out of town trip with his lolo and lola.
My favorite shot from that vacation. Our boy now considers Canyon Cove as his happy place.
Take me back to the beach, please?
Mom writes this today, Labor Day. Mommy as usual wanted to post something unique, and in a light bulb moment, I thought of going in the gory details of how you wee brought out in this world. but, that maybe too gory for public consumption. i will tell you that story when you turn 10 or 11, when i feel the love for things gory grow on little boys.
For now, I should probably tell you about what mommy does at the office.
Hmm, how do I even begin?
You always say mom is so old already , right? Well, once upon a time baby, your mom was quite young and impulsive. I was then working at a hotel in Makati, feeling oh so glamorous, when I got a call to ask if I was interested to apply at this company. That came at a perfect time because our boss was asking for volunteers. Volunteers who will take on the shift during New Year's Day. The heck (excuse the word) that I will miss one family reunion. That prompted me to go to an unfamiliar place in Manila where trailer trucks pass in great numbers every single day. I didn't know yet that the place gets flooded ( and I have my share of stories of wading in waist deep waters!). So in short, I accepted the job. That was in July 1999.
At that young age, I imagined I will go places. Because son, mummy's previous employers slash companies mommy worked for has the word "world" in it. I studied tourism in a University so big we had to ride jeepneys to go to our classes. But this job is in marketing. In a forwarding company. Before that call to come in for an interview, I didn't even know what forwarding means!
And so I started. Don't get too bored yet, okay? Mom's work gets interesting from here. My boss and I were part of a newly-formed group of the company: it's called Corporate Planning and Development. Our group started small, I think about 12 members and I was the youngest that time.
I loved my job and I truly love the people I work with. During that first year or two at work, I got to go to Hong Kong, then celebrate the success of our event there in Boracay! I made friends for life. That maybe the reason why I'm still here with the company 14 yeas after.
But one by one, my contemporaries left.
But you see, baby, I grew with my job. Or maybe, my job grew with me. It probably is a mixture of both. Four years after I was hired, I was getting bored and restless. Then, our group got involved with affiliates in the Western Pacific. These are small group of islands where the sun shines brighter than here in our wonderful archipelago.
I can safely say, and its not a cliche, that everyday is a learning experience for me. I get to work with people from 3 timezones. I somehow get stumped trying to answer questions on what I do that my résumé remains I updated, and why I had to send mama (your grandma) a copy of my job description so she can in turn answer her friends' questions on what I do for a living.
My job can be dirty to glam. I've climbed pallets and boxes inside a container, cut cardboard until my fingers hurt, stacked 3 chairs atop each other trying to hand ceiling decors. I go to the mother of flea markets to source various stuff. Then again, it also finds me discussing color palette and brand book guidelines and dressing up to attend corporate events. I get to see that the world is a big, big place. For one so not musically-inclined, I also once sat as a pseudo judge for auditioning bands who will play at our company hotels.
So, why do you ask am I writing about this stuff? I want to document this so when I'm old and forgetful, you can read about how interesting mom's job is. And that you should love and grow with your job...no matter what that is ( and hopefully it's legal and pays you enough for the effort you put in). That there is no short cut to reaching the top but hard work and dedication and malasakit. That sure, the are a lot of employees, but be one that people will love to work with. Be one that will earn the respect of others.
With that, 16 years from now as you look for your first job, I wish you well, baby. Go out there and prove your worth.
So we googled for ice cream places in Tagaytay and it lead us to Fruits in Ice Cream at the charming Cliffhouse in Tagaytay.
The heat was really unbearable, even in Tagaytay, so before I said yes to the ice cream craving, I made sure there was a restaurant within the vicinity where we can also eat a proper lunch. Good thing, Bon Giorno was just beside it.
It was ago!
|Quaint little shop|
|Hard decisions for a 5 year old =) Hmm, what flavor to choose.|
This is the courtyard between FIC and Platito. A nice place to hang out at night when the weather is more friendly.
Now that the dessert part is over, we go back to lunch. Bon Giorno is not air-conditioned so its a bit hot
We were given this cozy corner booth.
The hungry family ordered:
|Spaghetti Vongole for mom|
|Pizza for daddy|
|Spaghetti and chicken fingers for the boy|
It seemed like too much food, but we wiped this out in no time. Our drinks of choice were tarragon tea for mom (a new find and at just P60 per teapot!) and a tall glass of pineapple shake for the dad at P120.
Good food! We'll be back when the weather gets cooler.
I pend weeks working on a promotion or months on a rebranding.
I usually have 6 windows on my laptop open, and each is a different project.
Life at work is busy, busy, busy.
I figured, if I can do all those, then maybe I have a few minutes to document our everyday life. I chose to do this online ( no more lost notes, or diaries!). This blog is my sanctuary, my happy place. I go here to re-read old posts, to smile when stress threatens to overtake my being, to hopefully capture who my son is at different stages of his life, and how he means the world to us.
With the busy-ness of everyday life, and the demands of the many roles I play, it is a challenge to keep up with all the documentation, the picture editing, the writing.
But I continue to blog for very personal, selfish and self-serving reasons.
I blog so I won't ever forget a moment.
|Like this boy, all of 5.2 pounds 5 years ago, and now a hefty 55 pounder kid.|
And as morbid as it may sound, this blog is my way to my son after I pass on. On how we lived our life, how we are as parents, how I view things while he was growing up.
And hopefully, someday, no matter how trivial the things I write here are, he can use snippets of my advice, my musings as parent as he nurtures a family of his own.
That will make the time I spend writing and composing drafts ( time that should've been spent sleeping), of editing images, of looking silly trying to capture every move, writing down each funny word worthwhile.
It's just a bonus if in the course of my documenting, that someday this blog may be useful probably to a new mother full of anxious thoughts looking some reassurance, or a working mom battling with guilt leaving her son or daughter behind.
This is just my 500th post, not even two year's worth of our life. While most of our stories are kept in my heart and head, I will still try my best to tell the stories. Here, on my blog.