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If I had money….

9 Jan

A million dollars to be exact. If I had a million dollars, what would I do? It’s actually difficult for me to answer. When you go from just getting by to living comfortably, it makes you appreciate what you have. I’ve never been one to buy designer anything just to fit in. Heck, carrying a designer handbag would only make me paranoid at every moment that someone would steal it.

With that being said, some of the money would go towards a new house. Hate to disappoint, but no, it won’t be oceanfront property. Just a larger house than the one I have now which is bursting at the seams.

It would also go to help pay for Andrew’s preschool and while we’re at it, a wash, dry, & fold service for our laundry since that’s the one chore my husband and I can’t stand.

Yes, I’m quite surprised at how I would spend a million dollars. If you asked me the same question 20 (!) years ago, I would’ve told you the cliche mansion on a hill with a large swimming pool and a limo. I just feel like I don’t need all that. It’s a little over the top for me. I’d rather have that money over a long period of time instead of blowing it all on crazy things that we don’t need. I would just like to live a little more comfortably with some perks.

I just wonder if I would react the same way if I was actually given a million dollars in cash right now.

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Fried rice & fortune cookies

12 Dec

One of my Christmas traditions is going out for Chinese food on Christmas Eve. No, we never planned on it becoming a tradition. It started when we were hungry after Christmas Eve mass and a Chinese food place around the corner from church was the only restaurant open. Before we knew it, we were going to the restaurant every Christmas Eve, so it became our random tradition.

I’ve never been a huge Chinese food fan, but thanks to this obscure tradition, I always crave some fried rice and fortune cookies every December 24th. I know it’s a chain, and I’ll probably get tomatoes thrown at the computer screen for saying this, but we tend to go to Panda Express for our “traditional” Christmas Eve dinner.

Christmas dinner 2012 Braciole & Verdure al Forno (roast & vegetables)

Christmas dinner 2012 Braciole & Verdure al Forno (roast & vegetables)

Speaking of traditions, I’ve never had a traditional Christmas dinner. I don’t even know what that is. My husband said they pretty much had Thanksgiving dinner for Christmas. For me, that’d get old really fast. One day of turkey is enough. Since I never had a traditional Christmas dinner growing up, I plan something different every year. One year it was crabs, the next it was what I referred to as “all around the world in one dinner” where I made dishes from Italy, Japan, and the Philippines. Last year, I made a roast. Not sure what I’ll make this year. I love cooking because it’s an easy way to taste food from around the world without leaving your kitchen.

Last year, I made a Christmas ornament out of my son’s hand print. I’d like to continue that every year to see how he has grown. My husband was given Christmas ornaments every year from his grandparents, so maybe we could do something like that for Andrew. At any rate, I look forward to making new memories and traditions as Andrew grows! What are some of your Christmas traditions? Join us at Finish the Sentence Friday.


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Giving Thanks

21 Nov


Alright, can I be a bit sappy with this post? I’m writing this Finish the Sentence Friday post on Thursday evening which is my husband’s birthday. I’m very thankful for him & for his support. He’s been a great dad from day one. I had trouble nursing & had to pump for the first month. So my husband was there to bottle feed Andrew around the clock with no complaints. I was also suffering from some postpartum depression and anxiety and he was able to work from home and take care of Andrew and myself. He’s always been the one to give Andrew baths and he has no problem being the primary caregiver over the weekend so I can unwind and catch up on any errands and yes, even get a haircut or go shopping. He also watches the little one when I go out with my friends. He also helps with the chores and the cooking, and he’s done that even before we had the baby. He’s always been a really mellow guy who never complains, has been my best friend for the past 10 years and has always stuck up for me no matter what. I feel like I will always be indebted to him, he never asks for anything in return & believe me, I’ve tried. I guess you could say I picked a really good guy, right?

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FTSF: When I was a little kid, I thought….

7 Nov

When I was younger, I thought if I swing really high & jumped off at the height of my swinging, I could be catapulted to the moon! I even drew a diagram of the whole thing, in red crayon as I recall. I really wish my parents kept the drawing cuz I thought it was pretty neat. I mean, what 6 year old thinks of these things?

Maybe it was because we started learning about outer space in school. About how there’s no gravity in space which, let’s face it, sounds pretty fun to a little kid, just floating around the stars without a care.  It was at that point that I wanted to go to space myself. The moon didn’t seem too far. If I held my hand out, it would cover it. So a high jump to the moon was possible, right?

As crazy as it sounds, I would try this theory several times. I remember it so well. For a whole week, I’d hop into my swing late in the afternoon when the moon would rise. I would just keep staring at the moon as I swung higher and higher. I thought my plan was foolproof & if I concentrated hard enough, I’d actually shoot straight up to the moon. When I realized it wouldn’t work, I remember feeling more confused than discouraged. Thankfully, I didn’t break any bones in the process, but it did teach me how to be brave enough to jump off the swing when it’s at its highest point.

I know Andrew is still a little guy, but I wonder what kind of things he’ll think of with that wild imagination of childhood. I will try my best to keep a lot of his childhood sketches. Maybe he won’t be as sentimental as his mama, but maybe one day he’ll want to look back on the wonderful things he dreamed of when he was a little kid too.


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FTSF: The Halloween Tantrum

25 Oct

Let me tell you the story of the great Halloween tantrum. Folks, I’m not talking about my son…. I’m talking about yours truly.

Let me take you back to first grade. My school held their Halloween party in the gym each year. I can still picture all the black & orange streamers on the walls along with the cobwebs & skeletons. There was always a line for the haunted house….which was really just the backstage area of the stage where we’d have our Christmas & spring plays. There were carnival type games, and of course a lot of food. Ah, the days when we weren’t nut free. Our parents would bring in goodies & we’d brag to our classmates about how our parent was a better baker than yours. It was such a fun party.

That is, until the costume contest. Yeah that’s right, as we were running around the gym high on sugar, our teachers were seeing which one of us had the best costume. I remember I was a tiger that year. It was a store bought costume but I loved it a lot. I still remember my mom painted whiskers on my face, a nice touch.

For some reason, I thought that my little store bought costume would win. When I found out that I had lost to my best friend who was dressed as one of the fairies in Sleeping Beauty in a handmade costume, I about lost it! I remember I kept telling my mom over & over again “It’s not fair! It’s not fair!” Other kids in my class were also crying because they didn’t win. Maybe a contest wasn’t such a good idea for kids so young after all!

I do remember that after that whole crying fiasco, all future costume contest winners were announced discretely, maybe the crying had something to do with it, maybe not.

That was my most embarrassing Halloween moment. In hindsight, it wasn’t so bad compared to what it could have been, especially during those horrendous middle school years! As traumatized as I may have been during that first grade party, I still went every year. From that point on, I just remembered all the fun I had which I think is the most important thing.

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FTSF: My favorite part of the day

17 Oct

My most favorite part of the day is playing w/ my son right after he finishes breakfast. Our morning time has changed so much over these last 16 months. Of course at first, he’d just eat, sleep, poop, & repeat. Then our mornings evolved into songs and tummy time on the boppy pillow and his play gym. The older he gets, the more of a chatterbox he’s become. He babbles through breakfast & the babbling continues afterwards as we curl up together on the chair & read a few books.  I always love the look on his face when I read him a book.

Andrew and what has become one of his favorite books.

Andrew and what has become one of his favorite books.

He smiles when he remembers the story, the characters on the pages too. Lately, he’ll grab the book from me when I’m done and start turning the pages himself. He’s truly fascinated by something so simple like books.  He’s still really bright eyed at this point. No distractions since the day is new. I really cherish this time because as the day goes on, he’s much more interested in exploring his surroundings & playing, which is fine, but it makes the morning snuggle time that more special.

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Finish the sentence Friday

9 Aug


FTSF: I have a bad habit of…

Man oh man, this week’s sentence was made just for me. I am the queen of procrastinators, especially when it comes to crafting. It never fails, I’ll somehow end up at Michaels or Jo-Anns & get inspired by all the cool crafting kits and think to myself “Hey, I can do that!” which always tend to be my famous last words. I can’t tell you how many projects of mine are just on my shelves collecting dust, some not even opened yet!

The worst for me is scrapbooking. I’m a very sentimental person. On every trip I’ve taken, I’ve collected all the ticket stubs, maps, and what have you. I put it in my little scrapbook box for later and when later comes, I find myself too overwhelmed to even touch the pile. The only time I finished a scrapbook was while watching the last NBA Finals where the Lakers won. I don’t know why that was either, maybe the fast commentary motivated me? Who knows? I commend all you crafty types, but I just don’t have the patience. I’ve taken to just buying photo albums, sticking my pictures in & putting the stubs & such alongside them. Yes, I’ve also taken the easier route & had Shutterfly do the hard work for me, and I just paste all the memorabilia once the album gets to me.

Almost there! The needlepoint I've been working on since college.

Almost there! The needlepoint I’ve been working on since college.

I also needlepoint from time to time. I’ve been working on one since college that still remains unfinished. I’d just do a few stitches & get bored with it and forget about it for years. I am happy to say that I’ve made some progress.

A finished cross stitch for Andrew!

A finished cross stitch for Andrew!

Since my son was born, I’ve finished a handmade Christmas stocking and two cross stitch projects. I know it’s only August, but I have another Christmas stocking needlepoint underway. I’m such a procrastinator that the earlier the better. Although I finished the last project, I started it late (surprise!) and finished it the day after Christmas. Definitely don’t want that to happen this year.

Sometimes I feel added pressure to finish a project since my in laws are THE craftiest people I know. I’m not kidding. Their houses have framed needlepoint projects on the walls that I had mistaken for professional work, along with paintings. Every woman in that family is so crafty. I know we each have our own talents but damn, it just makes me want to try harder. At least it looks like I turned the corner with my projects for my son. I just hope I don’t jinx that!