Little Old Me

Gratitude Entry 6

livestowrite — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 16:24:01 +0000

I am most thankful to have Manuel as my partner. I cannot imagine my life without you.

For Addy, the best friend any girl can ask for.

My son Joco and dogs Hello, Dwyane, Penny and Charcoal – - – for never failing to lift my spirits.

Gratitude Entry 5

livestowrite — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 16:13:47 +0000

Thank you Lord for thinking me worthy enoughto have Addy as my best friend. Amen.

The Big 30!

livestowrite — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:55:41 +0000

Two more days and I will be turning the big three – zero. Yup, you read it right. I am turning thirty!

I honestly don’t feel ancient, if that is an apt description. I am beginning to think that age is just a way for us humans to categorize ourselves and everything else on this planet.

Apart from the vacation leave I filed (to ensure I won’t have to work on my big day), I don’t have anything planned at all for Friday. Who knows? I might end up doing a big pile of laundry or maybe I will just look in the mirror all day and wonder how I can stop myself from aging.

I have heard somewhere that aging is one the things that women fear the most. I used to laugh at this. I mean, how preposterous! To be afraid of something that is beyond your control…. But fate had the last laugh – because here I am scared of looking like an old rotten piece of tree.

I literally spend hours in front of the mirror. Constantly in search of new wrinkles, new spots. I have spent a lot of money on facial regimens. I have facial scrubs and washes. Serums, creams for the morning and creams for the evening. I also have toners and eye creams.

Everytime I bring out my arsenal of products, I avoid glancing towards Manuel’s and Joco’s direction. I am sure they are baffled as to what brought on my sudden beauty consciousness. But try as I might, I cannot, for the life of me put a stop to it. I am hooked. Hooked on the idea that there really is a fountain of youth, and that they are in those expensive little bottles I have acquired.

I still believe though that age is a state of mind. That is probably why even though I told myself i would start dressing more appropriately for my age, I still hang on to my Chucks, and for my birthday celebration, Manuel, Joco and yours truly are going to see New Moon. A romantic vampire flick for the thirty year old.

Maybe I cannot stop the wrinkles and age spots from showing. But I’ll be darned if I let my heart grow old.

Gratitude Entry 4

livestowrite — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:56:31 +0000

Today, I am thankful for:

Contact lenses. Yep, I can see clearly now.
My curls. God knows how much I hated my hair for the longest time. It is only now that I have appreciated my naturally curly hair.
For chicken tocino.
For rice cookers. Whoever invented rice cookers, God bless you!

Gratitude Entry 3

livestowrite — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 20:44:08 +0000

Today, I am thankful for:

A good night’s sleep. Nothing beats sleeping in your own bed, with the people you love most in the world embracing you.
The MRT. Making commute less stressing.
Vince and Marlou for never failing to make me laugh.
Pancit, cheese sticks and french fries.
Addy. For being the best friend a girl can ask for.