Power of Make-Up

My son asked me, "why do you spend so much time putting make-up on? For me, nothing changed on your face." I told him, "son, make-up should not change one's face. Rather, improve the beauty that one already have. I know it doesn't make sense to you. But let me put it this way - make-up makes me happy! And that will always remain a mystery to some people, especially men." Surprisingly, it kept him shut. Such a smart kid to understand that he will never get the answer he wants, so why bother ask again.

Hint! Hint! Hint!

It’s almost my birthday! Another year to celebrate life and youth because for me, it is another year younger (definitely not older). At 25 (again) I could say I’ve done a lot in my life. Wish I could have done more but I can only do so much at a time. And I am a strong believer of “everything has its own time and place” so I don’t really push for things to happen. I just savor each moment while I’m in it.

Birthdays mean gift-giving (receiving for my part). And if you are one of those people who just can’t resist getting me a gift, I can assure you, I’m not hard to please. I’ve got my long list but I really really love personalized gifts. So on the top of my list is this customized shot glasses by Glass with a Twist that is just too fab to pass. If you know me, you know I love to drink. So, yes, a cute little shot glass with my name perfectly engraved on it will definitely make you my bestfriend! What I love about this specific shot glass is it is permanently engraved as they are actually carved into the glass surface. They will never wash off so it will definitely last forever. And did I mention how much I love personalized gifts?

I will also take gadgets, makeups, purses, shoes, and the list goes on....

Hope that’s enough hint for ya! Thank you in advance!

My [im]Perfect Marriage

No marriage is perfect and ours is not exempted. It's like any kind of relationship, there will always be misunderstandings. And that is totally normal because no two people are the same. We are all made unique in one way or another, so there will always be differences between us.

Marriage is a contract which should only end with death. Some people sees it as just a paper, but I see it as a promise to God. A promise to take care of the person whom He blessed me with. 

After my terrible relationship before I met Andy, I gave up on men. Given that none of my past relationships were great, I thought it is never for me. But despite of the pains, I still had that tiny bit of hope that God already picked the perfect one for me. And with some encouragement from friends, I decided to open myself up and that's when I found Andy.

Now that we are married for seven amazing years, I could say that we have become better as a couple and as individuals. I would be lying if I say that never once did I think of leaving him. He is not perfect by any means. But I cannot imagine myself being with another man. Anyone better than him. There were a few times that we could have given up but no matter how much we hate each other at the time, we still know that we have more good days than bad. And that's what we will always hold on to - the good memories we made and even the bad ones that we learned from.

Hidden treasure

I was looking for some boxes in our closet when I came across Andy's (my husband) keyboard.

Yes, he used to play keyboard. He used to have it in the living room of our old house so he could easily sit and play when he wants. But when Dion (my son) was about 3, he decided to stick a gum in it and we never got rid of it completely. Since then Andy never played it again. It also didn't help that the stand gave up.

So, I searched the Internet for a good keyboard stand and stumbled upon pl200. It's a Proline brand and known for it's sturdiness and reliability. It has an x-brace design with quick release lever and locking width and height for easy adjusting which is perfect for our family. I am sure Andy will be glad to be able to use his keyboard again on this neat stand.

I am tired of being [called] fat

I used to think that I am not fat. My husband keeps telling me that I am not. But when other people tells me that I am, it's hard not to believe them. Especially when I look at the mirror, step on the scale, or look at old pictures and realize how skinny I used to be. It never helps when people continuously tells me how big I am, even laugh at me, like my weight is some kind of a joke.