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Cairo: Ate, anong pangarap mo sa buhay mo? Yung pinaka gusto mo matupad

Rosaleee: Marami

Cairo: Isa lang.

Rosaleee: Ummm....mag out of the world!

Domjullian: ???

Domjullian: Around the world, tanga!

Rosaleee: Ay oo nga koya, yun pala...around the world.

Cairo: Akala ko trip mo mag planet hopping e.

Recipe: Spanish Sardines Pasta

Ingredients:

Pasta cooked according to package direction, 400 grams
Minced garlic, 5 cloves
Slightly mashed Spanish sardines, reserve the oil, 1 bottle
Green and black olives, 1/2 cup
Diced tomatoes, 1 cup
Olive oil, 1/4 cup
Parmesan cheese, 1/2 cup
Salt and pepper


Procedure:

1. Igisa ang garlic sa reserved oil from the sardines until medyo brown
2. Ilagay ang olives, igisa for 2 minutes
3. Next yung diced tomatoes, again for 2 minutes
4. Ilagay ang olive oil then the pasta. Mix mabuti para ma coat ng mabuti yung pasta
5. Ilagay yung parmesan cheese pero magtira ng konti for topping.
6. Huli yung sardines para hindi madurog tapos timplahan ng salt and pepper

Happy Eating!

28 Rules for Fathers of Sons

1. Love his Mother. He will learn to love like you love, and hate like you hate. So choose love for both of you. Devote yourself to it. Love with your whole heart and express that love each and every day. Then, someday down the road, you will see the way he loves his own wife, and know that you played a part in that. 2. Let him drive. Every child remembers the first time they drove on daddy’s lap. For that one moment, he will believe that he is just. like. you. 3. Teach him to be picky. Especially when it comes to women and burgers. Teach him to never settle. 4. Take him to a ball game. There is something about sharing a day of hot dogs, sunshine and baseball with your father. 5. Love with Bravery. Boys have this preconceived notion that they have to be tough. When he is young, he will express his love fully and innocently. As he grows, he will hide his feelings and wipe off kisses. Teach him to be a man who rubs them in instead. It takes courage for a man to show love: teach him to be courageous. 6. Talk about sex. Sometimes, boys need to know that all men are created equal. 7. Teach him to be a man’s man. Show him how to be brave and tough around the guys. Then, remind him on the ride home that it is okay to cry. 8. Share secrets together. Communicate. Talk. Talk about anything. Let him tell you about girls, friends, school. Listen. Ask questions. Share dreams, hopes, concerns. He is not only your son, you are not only his father. Be his friend too. 9. Teach him manners. Because sometimes you have to be his father, not just his friend. The world is a happier place when made up of polite words and smiles. 10. Teach him when to stand-up and when to walk away. He should know that he doesn’t have to throw punches to prove he is right. He may not always be right. Make sure he knows how to demand respect- he is worthy of it. It does not mean he has to fight back with fists or words, because sometimes you say more with silence. 11. Teach him to choose his battles. Make sure he knows which battles are worth fighting- like for family or his favorite baseball team. Remind him that people can be mean and nasty because of jealousy, or other personal reasons. Help him to understand when to shut his mouth and walk-away. Teach him to be the bigger better person. 12. Let him dance in tighty whiteys. Dance alongside him in yours. Teach him that there are moments when it is okay to be absolutely ridiculous. 13. Share music. Introduce him to the classics and learn the words to the not-so-classics. Create a rock band with wooden instruments, share your earphones, and blast Pink Floyd in the car. Create a soundtrack to your lives together. 14. Let him win. Sometimes he needs to know that big things are possible. 15. Teach him about family. Let him know family is always worth fighting for. Family is always worth standing up for. At the end of the day, he has you to fall back on, and pray to God that you will have him. 16. Father him. Being a father—to him—is undoubtedly one of your greatest accomplishments. Share with him the joys of fatherhood, so one day he will want to be a father too. Remind him over and over again with words and kisses that no one will ever love him like you love him. 17. Listen to him now. If you don’t listen to the little things now, he won’t share the big things later. 18. Let him try on your shoes. Even if they are old and smelly. Let him slip his little feet in and watch him as he hopes like hell that someday he can fill them. He will fill them. 19. Give him bear hugs. The kind that squeezes his insides and make him giggle. The kind of hug only a daddy can give. 20. Give him baths. Because Mom can’t do everything damnit. 21. Teach him how to pee standing up. Let him pee outside- such is the joy of being a man. Mom cannot teach this talent, so someone has to. 22. Know the answers. He will assume you do. If you don’t know them, pretend you do and look them up later. 23. Toss him around. Because little boys love seeing the strength of their father. Throw him up in the air, so that he knows you will always be there to catch him on his way down. 24. Ask his mother. He will come to you with questions that he won’t always want to ask his mother, about girls and about love. Ask her anyway, she will know the answers. 25. Love him like you would love a daughter. Little girls are not the only ones who need hugs and kisses. Love is the color yellow of emotions. It is both happy and gender neutral. 26. Grow a big belly. Because every child should get the chance to rest their head on the absolute softest pillow ever. Daddy’s belly is the best place to land. 27. Don’t say, do. American inventor Charles F. Kettering once said, “every father should remember that one day his son will follow his example instead of his advice.” Be a good one. 28. Be his hero. You are anyway. To him, you have the strength of Batman, the speed of Spiderman and the brain of Ironman. Don’t disappointment. Prove to him that Daddy’s are the biggest heroes of all. Only Daddy’s can save the day. After all, good fathers make good sons. Sarah D. ~Diapers & Daisies

Leroy

RIP

Miguel Leroy DR. Isidro

1977-2013

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Habang nagluluto kami ni Manang.

Rosaleee: Manang, may niluto daw po ba kayong may sabaw?

Manang: Wala

Rosaleee: (nahulog yung kinukuhang tissue) AY POKI!

Manang: Ayan may sabaw yan!

Domjullian: ***Nganga***

Fatherhood

Fatherhood meant..

1. Eating at Jollibee or McDonalds (used to, Cairo’s a big guy now) even if you crave for a piping hot pizza or steak.

2. Eating his leftover food even if it looks dirty and messy and tastes disgusting (re:baby food).

3. Being overjoyed upon seeing him smile his silly smile or learn something for the first time.

4. Letting go so he could face the tough world outside of home not knowing what would happen.

5. Not minding being the only ‘stage’ father in school and all the ‘where is his mom?’ questions.

6. Teaching him the subject you hate the most, Math and pretending you’re good at it (Cairo: Dad, you don’t have to pretend, I know).

7. Conceding to buy some of the ‘luhos’ after hours of ‘no you can’t take that, you don’t need it and no we don’t have enough money’ haggling (Cairo: who’s the boss?).

8. Being ‘superman’ every time, all the time. And yes, he is my kryptonite.

9. Having miles and miles of patience and tonnes and tonnes of understanding (Cairo: do you always have to exaggerate?).

10. Sacrificing my happiness for his and breaking all the rules I've set with no regret at all.

Happy father's day dear Daddy, brothers and to all the other fathers out there!

Friendly reminder

Just a friendly reminder :D

Bakit UP?

2013

Better late than never...


Belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year folks!


For the mean time...

Noche Buena 2012

Shall we?

Paskulilits

Ely Buendia

Oo na ako na ang busy! Nagka love life lang ako nawala na ko sa sirkulasyon. Ibalato nyo na sa akin ito, mag 34 na ko kailangan ko na lumagay sa tahimik (sa tahimik lang, hindi sa sobrang tahimik. Ibang lugar na yung sobrang tahimik). Anyway, hindi tungkol sakin ang blog ko ngayon kundi tungkol sa title ng blog ko.

Madami na din akong kilalang sikat sa showbiz na nagmula/tumira sa Pasig. Pero kagabi ko lang nalaman na tumira pala sa Pasig si Ely Buendia at nag aral sa PCC. Sa #68 Dr. Sixto Antonio Avenue. Kung di ako nagkakamali, somewhere near Rizal High School yang number na yan. At may nasulat pa pala siyang kanta tungkol dito. Idol ka talaga!

Pasig Catholic College Batch 1983 - Elementary

Baha 2012

water inside our house

For the second time (Ondoy being first), pinasok ang bahay namin ng baha. We started moving things up around 6 pm, Aug. 7. Mga 1 foot pa bago mapasok ang bahay namin. Water level sa labas ay knee high na. Our house is approximately 2 and 1/2 feet above the ground. At 10 pm, Aug. 7 still, less than 1 foot na lang. Around midnight, water started showing inside. As of this writing (3:20 AM, Aug 8), may batisan na kami sa loob ng bahay (medyo aabot na sa bukong-bukong yung taas ng tubig sa loob).

But we're ok. Really. Quota na bahay namin sa baha!

Be safe and dry people. Bro, please keep the Philippines and the Filipino people faithful.

Young Blood - Letter for Lolo

Hi, lolo.

I will probably never let go of the idea that I did not have a chance to say goodbye. I like it when people tell me that they’re leaving. When I was a kid, I would get mad at my parents whenever they would leave the house without saying goodbye.

It’s probably because I don’t like the feeling of being alone. It makes me a bit disoriented, somewhat confused, and most likely afraid. Now I am wondering if this is what my Nanay and her siblings must feel like.

I really don’t have a specific memory of you, but what I remember are the little everyday things. Like before you had an accident, you’d bring  pancit  malabon  every time you came to stay for the weekend. Every Saturday morning, your ringing the doorbell had a lingering quality to it. You’d press the button, then wait a couple of seconds to release it. I would drag my feet, still feeling very sleepy, to open the door. I would see you in your cap and oversized khaki jacket, a dark blue messenger bag on your shoulder, and in your hand a plastic bag containing the  bilao  of  pancit, or  sapin-sapin.

With your lopsided smile, you’d gruffly shove the  bilao  at my face. Ha-ha. It’s like you had to give something first before entering our house—an offering, perhaps?

I guess that’s how you repurposed yourself. You always came on weekends after Lola passed away. Maybe you were a bit lonely, and you needed a change of atmosphere. And I guess you just liked the idea of still being able to provide for your family even in your old age. You were 80+ back then and pretty much stronger than any other grandpa I knew: You were still commuting on your own, bringing snacks, or dinner even—“Chicken Sorrow,” anyone? That’s what you called Chicken Joy—and making sure that we were well provided for.

We were roommates back then. I used to hate the idea of having a roommate because I felt that I needed my own space (growing-up years). But my room had the biggest space (and the cleanest one at that). So during college, there were times when I came home late, due to academic and, most often than not,  lakwatsa  purposes. You’d always check up on me, where I’d been, who I was with. You’d always say that I should come home early and that I should be careful because “maraming  loko  sa  mundo.” Being naturally optimistic, I’d find that statement a bit off. I did wonder where you got that “mean world syndrome,” but I guess your being raised in very harsh conditions (World War II) somewhat molded your values—and showed how fiercely protective you could be for your family. Well, that’s from a man who slept with two types of  balisong  under his bed sheet. (You gave me one but I politely refused.)

We had those conversations. Random ones. Your road adventures with your friends (because you wanted to eat a certain delicacy in a certain province), how you and Lola met in a parlor. I guess my inquisitiveness also played a key role. And through that I learned that you dated many girls but in the end chose Lola to be your wife. You saw past the physical beauty of other girls and saw Lola’s inner qualities that made her beautiful inside out, with motherly qualities that you said would be needed for a family. And you advised me to look for the inside qualities in a girl as well.

You always believed in me, in what I did and what I could do. You’d say I could go far in life. You actually encouraged me to sing on stage. Every time you watched a choir in our church, you’d say I should sing with it. I dismissed that as plain nagging. But deep inside, a small part of me was actually happy and curious about the what-if and what-could-be. I needed that challenge.

So, I just want to say thank you. Thank you for being the fiercely loyal, ever practical provider-believer type of Lolo. Thank you for sharing your life with me.

Enjoy heaven. Till next time, roomie.

Ninoy

Jose Benigno Aquino Gonzales, 24, was in Singapore for training when his grandfather, Leonardo Dizon Aquino, died. This letter was read at his Lolo’s wake.

Daddy Yo!

Happy father's day Domjullian!



Happy father's day to my dad, my brothers Raf, Dario, Andre and Leroy, Brothers-in-law, Uncles, Daddy friends, daddy bloggers - Kuri, Chinggoy, Aajao.



As Lou Albano puts it, all fathers have a certain peculiarity, which is endearing but really embarrassing. It can really damage you mentally and occasionally drive you nuts, but there’s nothing you can do about it. After all, dad wouldn’t be dad without these little personal details. It irks you to death but you learn to love it anyway. It’s what makes your family a family.

Multa Pacis 003

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back. - Anonymous -

Lahat ng nanay astig!

Happy, happy mother's day sa lahat ng mga ina!

To my mom, I will forever be in debt, grateful and proud to be your son!

To my sisters, you both rock!

No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother's love.  It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows stronger where man faints, and over wastes of worldly fortunes sends the radiance of its quenchless fidelity like a star.  ~Edwin Hubbell Chapin

Boy Banat 001

Habang nag di drinking session, dinidigahan ni boy tropa si girl tropa:


Boy tropa: view ka ba?


Girl tropa: baaaakkeeettt?


Boy tropa: side view, front view, back view....i love you!


*Hagalpak sa tawa*


humirit si girl tropa




Girl tropa: may nakalimutan ka!


Boy tropa: anooo?








Girl tropa: FUCK YOU!!!!








supalpal si boy tropa.

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At home...awhile ago


Ate talking to eldest son


Ate: eldest son, tignan mo yung mata mo namamaga na kakapuyat, kaka computer.


sumabat si middle son...


Middle son: Mommy, ako namamaga din ba mata ko?


Ate: Hinde....buong katawan mo namamaga kakakain.

Happy Easter!!!

Happy Easter everyone!!!

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