Valentines is in the air

Ahhh.. love... Young love, first love, greatest love, last love, tragic love. Whatever it is, it can get pretty contagious and messy at times. But when you're swept up in all its glory... Hayayay!

During my childish and fantasy filled days, romantic days like this should be on a deserted beach, walking by sunset. Flowers filling a room. Carriage rides. Fireworks. All the components to a very cheesy Hollywood movie.

But we eat it all up like chocolate. But we have to grow up and smell reality at some point. Yes, for some, we may get just that, but the question is, is it genuine? Is it really from the heart?

I used to be such an Anti-Valentines person. Purposely so. I was single for most of the Valentines Days of my life. I finally had my best Valentines Day last year, when Bryan proposed, minus the fireworks, the candles and whatever. But I wouldn't have changed it for anything else in the world.

Happy Valentines Day, everybody.

Giving my baby a plus

Its amazing how technology has come into play even during the earliest stages of our lives. It was an amazing breakthrough back then when we were told that talking or singing or playing classical music to the child while it was still in the womb would help significantly in its development during its life outside the womb.

Now, we have Baby plus. Strangely, its just a series of beating sounds that goes on for about an hour. But its supposed to do so much for the child.

For those curious moms-to-be out there, the site is http://www.babyplus.com/

Special thanks goes to Margaret for lending me her unit. Now I just have to find time every 1 and 9pm to do this and it takes an hour per session.

The little one has been kicking up a storm these past few days. Thank God for this miracle.

On crossing over...

Just heard the news today that one of my favorite characters in the show, "Touched By An Angel" passed away recently at a young age of 47.

I used to "chase" the Hallmark channel just for this show. I even pleaded with my dad to subscribe to another cable network just for Hallmark and this was the only show I watched!

It was a few years after I graduated college and this show really inspired me in more ways that one.

John Dye played the Angel of Death on the show. And for the first time ever, Death was not as scary, ghoulish or psychopathic as it was portrayed before and even until now. He was kind, gentle and calm. Although the series was a work of writers and their imagination and experiences, it is a truly wonderful truth about Death. For those who have their hope and faith, it is not something to be feared but embraced. It only means that you are going to a better place. A place that has no bounds, no illnesses or hate. Only love and overflowing joy. So whats so bad about that?

To John Dye, you will be missed. So here's to the wonderful lessons and memories.

3 lessons learned over Sunday Lunch

1) To have more patience for those who know no better. Believe me, they come in droves!

2) To be grateful under any circumstance. Remember, it could always be worse.

3) Always treat people with consideration and respect. You could be in their situation someday.

It really gets you to a deep place when you spend a little time with people who fail in all 3. Honestly, I had a splitting headache and I wasn't paying them any attention anymore. But its hard to "ignore" them when you're in a private room for lunch. Egads! Hope we have a break from these people for a while.

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Don't we all just love new beginnings? Like everything just magically disappears and we can start anew everytime the clocks strike 12 on New Year's Eve. But that's just my imagination talking and everything resumes as normal the minute you wake up the next day. Preferably, minus the hang over.

I can still remember the beginning of this year like it was just yesterday. One of the most memorable new years I have ever had, to say the least and true enough... 2010 will be a year I will always remember.

Looking back, I got engaged! Married! And now expecting a little bundle of joy. Could I ask for anything more?

One of the guilty pleasures is looking at my old blogs from years before and see how far I have come. I've always been into journals and it does enable you to see things and how you learn to see the future in a much brighter place.

This will probably be my last entry for 2010. And what a good year it has been. Dreams came true this year. My God is good beyond measure.

Now, I can honestly, I don't fear being 31 or 35 or even 50. I have God's best with me and another blessing to come very soon.

God is here yesterday, today and tomorrow. Thank you, Lord!

Paris 2007

It was in my visit to Paris in 2007 that I saw this billboard on the way to the airport:

On Twitter today I saw the news that the girl in this ad, Isabelle Caro, who has had anorexia since she was 13 years old, died at a very young age of 28 last month.

Brings us back to reality. Amidst all the food and merry making, there are people like this in need of a lot of help, support, love and understanding. Kudos for her bravery then to stand up for what she knew others were going through as well.

Christmas 2010

What always makes Christmas so meaningful are the people and experiences that no amount of money can ever buy, and no fancy wrapping to make even better. Simple, true and worth a lifetime.

This was my first Christmas as Mrs. Syching and God has been overwhelmingly generous this year. Too many blessings to even mention. Thank you, Father!

What made me happiest was having my dad and brother come over and just being together as a family again. Ready to start the year right.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Nothing like the original...

my two loves together

Balut and lamb. My dream has become a reality. You would most likely never see these two together in one plate. But this week, thanks to Jenny and Pam, my dream has been realized and I could happily burp like a sailor that night.

before the stretching starts

I am honestly terrified of getting stretchmarks. Not that I am being too touchy about the whole idea of stretchmarks. Its just that my family has a history of unsightly stretchmarks. My brother has stretchmarks from him weight gain and so does my mom from bearing kids.

Came upon this product at SM department store and trying it out for a bit. Just so happy that options like these are available. A friend of mine also suggested a Burt's Bees product. Still have to check that out for myself but only God knows when I can get myself back to Manila anytime soon.

So here's to keeping my hopes up that this works. Or else my sides are gonna look like Wolverine's scratching post.