that was quick. punkrockerboy and his Tatay (father) are back from the hunt. okay, maybe it was more like foraging for punkrockerboy's prom togs. dark charcoal slacks and long-sleeved shirt in garnet red. apparently, my son did the choosing and the color coordinating. he's all growed up. sort of. he also got a batman novelty neck tie rather than ( Read more... )

speaking of things i'm thankful for, my mother's molo soup is back to tasting like the molo soup i remember from when before my father and my youngest brother died. i am not certain if there is scientific proof behind the wide belief that a person's mood gets infused into the food she cooks, ala-"Like Water to Hot Chocolate." in any case, i choose ( Read more... )

creating a facebook page to mark my husband's 50th birthday is probably the corniest thing i've done for him since forever. i've known my husband for close to three decades, and we've been locked, stocked and barreled together for almost 25 years, so i'm pretty sure this gesture is going to alternately and equally horrify and flatter him. but most ( Read more... )

pasta night was a bust because i had to cook 2.5 kg of pork adobo and bake banana choco chip hybrid muffin/cake. punkrockerboy was disappointed. big sister was apathetic. and the husband said thank you after kissing me goodbye to go hare off to nth mountain. J wants to climb 50 freaking mountains before he turns 50 a year from now. he still ( Read more... )

some of you have emailed to ask after me after the devastating tropical storm and floods last September 26. thank you for the concern. perhaps there may be others who know about where i am from and may have stopped for a bit and thought to themselves -- "hey, i wonder how binsoup is doing right now." thank you as well ( Read more... )

my sister is crazy! she called me from New York this afternoon just to say that she's just seen the latest episode of House, MD. dude, we live practically on opposite sides of the planet not to mention inverse time zones and my wacky sister plunked down precious dollars just to say that House and Wilson have finally reconciled. what the ( Read more... )

Love makes us do the wacky, and what's wackier than say getting drunk, wrestling the steering wheel from the driver on a moving jeep causing said vehicle to ram into an electrical post and thus causing a major block-out that affected close to a million people. So we were without electricity for 24 hours Wednesday last week. I'm still not sure if ( Read more... )

It's not yet 9:30 am and already I've wiped the floors, cleaned the toilet, took the garbage out for pick-up, loaded the towels and bed linens in the washer and took a shower. Not to mention, cooked heavy breakfast, and bid good hunting to husband (who's attending an out of town conference) and good day to punkrock boy (who's off to summer advanced ( Read more... )

it's list time ( Read more... )

The last time I took out and dusted everything that was boxed, shelved and bolted in the house was 10 years ago. More or less. During said major clean-up my husband and I found out that the termites had burrowed into one plank of wood underneath the spiral staircase that lead to the attic, and feasted on one box-full of my books from my political ( Read more... )