Don Domeng: “Pia, paki timpla mo nga ako ng kape.”
Piapot: “ok, pa.”
Don Domeng: “Tapangan mo ha, yung kaunti pa rin ang asukal.”
Piapot: “Sige po.”
(After 1 minute)
Piapot: “Pa, bakit gusto mo yung mapait na kape?”
Don Domeng: “Kasi, pag ikaw ang nagtitimpla…. matamis na.”
Now tell me if that’s not a good morning? 
LOL
Sigh.
After a day and a half of having break time in the coziest place on the planet which is the home of Don Domeng and Mother Goose, I am leaving today for the nth time for school, and am going to stay in the dormitory far away from home where there is no nagging of care from Mother goose, no joke times from Don Domeng, no sisters to crack my corny jokes to, and no piles of dogs to stumble on and dozens of cats to play with. It’s just like a form of disabling you, like hearing for one sec, and has gone deaf right after the other.
What I only have in my room are two double-deck beds, with no roomates obviously, well unless my sister, Ched, comes to stay during her duties, a closet, a study table and piles of books that keep me company throughout the week.
Yeah. Yeah. I know. I actuallly had given myself a self diagnosis of separation anxiety when it comes to my family.
But what the heck, no matter how quiet it all seems when I’m alone in my lare room, with my nose stuck on my books and sweat crawling down by back, everything turns out to be alright when my phone starts to vibrate and its lights start to blink, with the sound of my favorite saxophone serenading my ears, I rushed towards it, and I know that I’m all back home again. 
Until then guys! Be safe and stay safe!
piapot bye-bye!
I just turned 18 three days ago. And i know that most of you guys have already known about it. And this blog post is just my own share of experiences to what exactly happened the day I was legally 18. LOL
anyway, at exactly 12am text messages came flooding in my cell phone, though i wasn’t able to appreciate a lot because i was in deep slumber until i read them all somewhere around past 5am or so, when Mother Goose and Don Domeng woke me up in their own version of Happy b-day! (awwww…)
Here are some of the text messages because I will not be able to finish this post if i type them all…
Piapot! hapee berday.. Hehe… Wish u ol d best!.. – Papo
Uy kapatid. HapPy birthday. Legal n. Alam na!Haha – Ched
Happy Birthday inang – Basilio/Ian
Pia!. happy birthday.. ..uy dlga n,haha! Mis q na kayo, ingatz plge! -Papa Bear
Hapi bday pare ko… mwaks… – pare ko
Happy birthday! – Semenaristang Unggoy
Ate pia! happy birthday! more bdays and blessing 2 come! miss u., GB..^^ – Anne
Happy 18th birthday may God grants all ur wishes keeps u safe n healthy we love u! – Dad and Mami
May u continue 2 b d sweetest, charmest, prettiest, lady i know and may our good lord always give you d desire of ur heart. hapy b-day! luv u! – Ate Jha
Hapi birthday. Read from Musang’s blog that it’s ur 18th bday. Debutant ka na pala. Stay as sweet as u r. – Kuya
Now isn’t that sweet huh? Anyway, for all those who greeted me that day including the numbers whom I don’t know exactly, thank you very much from the bottom of my hypothalamus!
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Now, since It was my birthday, and my 18th b-day that is, there was no debut party with gowns and 18 roses or what so ever, but i had something better! I asked my mom to prepare just a simple family dinner for us and a few guest that I want to share my day with, but when i got home… Mother Goose prepared a feast!
Here's Me and my Mom with her home cooked goodies! Yum-yum!
If you were able to read PM’s Mother’s day special post, you would not argue on how delicious my mom cooks! She’s actually the best cook ever with her not-so-secret ingredient that she claims to be just a little dash of ‘L-O-V-E’.
here are some of the dishes in a closer look:
Mother Goose's Perfected Menudo
Chopsuey and Beef in white souce
spicy Laing
The rest of the Good Stuff!
And of Course, my home-made Sansrival B-day cake, courtesy of PM! What more can I ask for with my name printed on it?? Yum-yum!
I also received this boquet of flowers from Vin
anyway, here’s me with the most important people in my life who were able to attend the party…
Special People in my Neurotic Brain's Life
In the photo are my family and some friends, including our mentor in the student publication who did not care to travel all the way to our far off home!
I would also like to take this opportunity to thank my parents, Mother Goose and Don Domeng for bringing me into this world with such great parents, Mami and Dadi who were not included in the photo because they came a little late, and the other three most important men not only in my life but for the whole family:
Kuya and his two great sons, Kuya Alex and Kuya Nap, who have always been there for us no matter what just like our big brothers, thank you very much! and I love you all! Umwaks!!
Now… now… Am I one lucky girl? A happy Day with Special people around. What more can I ask for? Nothing else but to give them the best in return!
crazy monkey kulot
It’s a break from hell work because it’s our crazy little monkey genius kulot’s birthday! she just turned 14 today!
the monkey's cake with 24 candles! oh so cute!
Since PM and I were in the city lastnight and sleptover in her dorm, we managed to buy this tripple delight chocolate cake! oh isn’t that cute?
oh you bet she loved the candles!
haha too many candles to blow!
Kulot really had a hard time blowing all the candles with one try, but at least another another try would not hurt, plus she made it with the last breath! haha PM and I cooked pasta to match the cake and whoala! an instant party for the family! hahaha
to end this post that took a long long while to become real… here’s a few lines from the crazy monkey…
(on the phone)
PM: Hello kulot?! Happy birhtday!
Piapot: “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday…”
Kulot: “Ayoko ko niyan! Gusto ko eto, Hey shorty it’s my birthday, we’re gonna party like it’s my birthday! haha”
Doraemon: Wenk.. wenk.. wenk.. laos ka naman pala piapot!
P.S.
Happy birhtday kulot!
I went to another trip! But yesterday, I went to a place I really really know, even with both my eyes closed! My family and i spent yesterday visiting my fathers new garden, and hanged out in our favorite hub – the beach! of course.
Now, it’s your turn to witness these beauties! This way please:
First Stop: Crazy monkeys’ dad, Don Domeng’s New Garden! Worms and Bugs, not allowed.
Welcome!
You see here, that’s our dad showing off his huge bitter gourd vegies! haha nice poses huh??
Hit it Pa!
Now to the other crops, there are also other things to find… like…
Hot and... yellow?
Yeah, no photo editing here. It’s all yellow. We don’t really know why it turned yellow, but what the heck, it’s the spiciness we want! the family wants it hot and spicy! And it definitely have a good kick!
See how yellow that is?
It comes in different colors and sizes too!
that's a lot of spice!
And there’s more….
egg plants and cucumbers too!
Seeing these cute purple thingies…. “Tortang talong is for dinner!” Yum!
Second stop: The Beach! and it’s all about nature!
Welcome!
See? how can Manila replace the beauty our small little town posseses huh? What more can i ask for? This is the life!
see how clear the water is?
See a glimpse of heaven!
Save the Seas
From a coastal clean up held that morning, see how many twigs and trash the waves have brought to shore.
Barefoot.
Walking barefooted felt like a foot spa for my feet…
and look! Shells are everywhere!
now this looks familiar...
I wonder where God’s footprints are? haha
look how beautiful the waves can be...
And from the shore, If you turn to your right, here’s what you’ll see…
I told you it's all about nature!
And look! It’s PM!!!
PM on the Rocks!
And my name on the Sand...
And at the end of the day, in every sunset, there is always something new to look forward too, and hopefully something beautiful…
“Ano September na? grabe di ko napansin.” [It's September? gosh i did not notice.]
Yeah, with all things i’ve been up to the past few days, i have lost track of time… and month. Well, but as I woke up this morning with the sound of Christmas carols waking me up from my deep sleep. And it was really nice, a big smile on my face was painted.:-)
I always have this feeling about Christmas that i can’t explain. Even the mere signs and symbols of this season, the lanterns, Christmas cards, Christmas lights, anything that has a Christmas thing in it, make something in my heart beat as if it was the happiest thing!:-) i don’t know, maybe the child in me never fails to come out when the ber-months come.
I remember when we were still little children during Christmas eve, we are all gathered in our little living room in our old house, mama and papa would always tell stories about the big guy in red with all the gifts he has for us and that we should put our stockings out withe list of the things we want, while my papa would imitate him with his own version of the famous Ho-ho-ho Merry Christmas, and it was really a laugh.
Reminiscing those moments makes me even feel happier today, and better for now i can feel my body restore itself from my old-chubby-cute-and-less stressed self. And as i paint the precious times my mama having our little sister on her lap, papa on her side, ched and I with our apple cut hair, and PM with her skinny self, the three of us with our hot Swiss Miss choco drink and the mess it makes in our faces, what a pretty and happy scene we must have been if i could only go back and take a picture of us.
Christmas this time with the four of us a little grown up, this special time in Christmas eve never stopped, though we added a little more events to be done to celebrate, and our fare share of own stories to tell.
And to this moment, i have realized what Christmas is. It’s not the lights, the cards, the lanters, the Christmas trees, the treats, nor the gifts little children get from their ninongs and ninangs, but it’s what we share with other people, the love, the happiness, the spirit and that special feeling that paints a huge smile in our faces while thinking of Christmas even in the hot summer days, or within the outpour of rain.
And to this instant, how happier it makes me to know what great gift i have been receiving every Christmas, and how i wish it would never fade, wrapped in the fanciest, most precious and priceless thing called family.:-)
Dipped in Milk