It’s been weeks after welcoming the Chinese New Year of the Tiger and the Valentine’s Day and I’m glad everything is back to usual. No more annoying late night neighborhood parties with blaring songs potent enough to shatter one’s eardrums and ruin a night’s beauty sleep, gone are schmaltzy Valentine songs and media advertisements shoving to our faces ridiculously-priced dinner and what-have-yous for couples, what a relief!
We are now in March, the last month of the first quarter of the year ,and I’m trying to creep back into blogging again. I have not been entirely away from the blogosphere as I have posted a few times and left comments at my friends’ blogs when I couldn’t resist the urge. It is nice to see there’s a bit of commenting going on here as well, so, thank you.
So where have I been or what have I been up to all the while?
Okay, this happened back in November, but I tell you, I was like a kuracha. Walang pahinga. I was off my butt for 15days, running around fixing whatever needed to be fixed. Oh, the stress. I was glad though that I was with a good team from the Women’s Media Centre; they supported me and helped me cope with the stress. When I say I lost 3kgs during that period is no exaggeration or chika. Pramis.
* Coffee dates with mi amigas.
Last time I lamented about friends leaving Cambodia for good and how it would affect me as I’m left behind. Here’s the thing about being an expat – there are no permanent friends or barkada. Yes, you get to meet and make friends with people from different countries, ages, and ethnicity. However, these friends do come and go, when contracts are finished and it’s time for them to go home or move to another country of assignment/workplace. At some point, new ones will appear and a new cycle begins again. In some instances, I get to meet new friends through blogging, and as such, I met their online personas before I could even meet them in person. Now, with my current barkada, – Josiet, Che, Lui, and non-bloggers, sisters Mel and J(anette), and Elma – we’ve been enjoying lovely coffee dates and occasional lunch dates together. Nothing fancy – we meet during the day in a pre-selected local coffee shop (no, not at Starrbucks!) and get on with the gab-fest over capuccino, latte, or espresso – but the company is absolutely awesome! Thanks, girls. Coffee date again this Wednesday, don’t forget. Same time, same place.
* Finding grade/high school classmates and… *gasp* … relatives in … Facebook.
Okay, while it is nice to know that these relatives and former classmates of mine are connected to the Internet and are capable of using Facebook and other social network sites, the most annoying comment I get from them is “Ayyy, kadaku na sa imo!” (You are already big!). Absolutely ruins my mood – they don’t have to rub it to my face, yah know! But then, I suddenly realised that big might not really mean fat, they merely meant that I’m already grown up! *whew, thanks for that!* Okay, so fret not, there will be no un-friend happening soon.. tee-hee-hee.
Remember the chihuahua in Japan
that made waves on the Internet not long ago because of the heart-shaped pattern on its fur? They say it’s amazing. Pfffft! Wala yan sa aso ko
. Our Joe, he makes heart-shaped poop – top that! Sure it takes a thousand or two to breed even just one puppy with this unusual heart-pattern, but tell me, how many puppies can churn out a crap like that!
And oh, speaking of hearts… Valentine’s Day… we didn’t do anything special this year. In fact, on that very day, while the rest of the world were smooching and waltzing on Valentine’s pink clouds, Rob and I sweated it out by cleaning and de-cluttering our laundry area and storeroom. It took us hours but it was well-worth the effort! We had more than a dozen of boxes already gathering dust and we were able to dispose half of the lot. It was difficult to throw away 10 years worth of stuffs but it felt good in the end.
To cap our busy day, I made a special dinner for us – a refreshing gazpacho soup (perfect on a hot summer night), escalivada and French baguettes, and Indian-style meatballs downed with ice-cold beer. Sure, part of me was wishing chocolates and a romantic date, but I reckoned I don’t need schzmaltzy stuffs because my mister already fills my heart with love.
Ayy, ganito na talaga siguro kapag tumatanda na!