For: MACRO MONDAY 2
oil and vinegar
souvenir from Sicily
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
Before the year ends, allow me to thank everyone who made me smile, cry, proud, love, like, and all other emotions this year. Thank you all!
Thank you Him Indoors for being here, no matter what. For growing some flowers for me, for cooking my favourite food, adobo and rice, for making me laugh with your witty jokes and for keeping me on my toes. Thanks for all the holidays we’ve been this year – India, Philippines, Sicily, Malta, UK, Singapore – the memories we share, the fights we’ve had on silly things, the make-up straight away and of course, for the love we give each other.
Thank you HRH the son for being who you are – our pride and joy! Thanks for finishing your Masters this year – Master in Psychology from a prestigious university. Thanks for being a good son, who skypes us every Sunday, who Whatsapp us with some photos of Dr. Who convention, of what you cooked for your Christmas dinner, etc. Thanks for introducing us your beautiful K who we dearly love, too. Thanks for setting up a new home with her and for letting us know about the wedding plans for next year. Really looking forward to it.
Thank you Mommy for being our Mom – still rocking at 78, still beautiful. Thanks for being healthy, well, at least, for being in control of your diabetes, for looking after yourself and for keeping yourself fit by walking everyday. Thanks for being there when I ring, for telling me your day to day activities, what you did, where you’ve been with your friends, for reading some books, keeping your mind active. Thanks for your European tour this year, we always have London! We love you.
Thank you sister and husband from Canada, for skyping once a week, for your news, for your sports commentating, for planning to come to HRH the son and his beautiful K’s wedding next year and for planning our trip to London afterwards.
Thank you big brother and family in the Philippines. Big brother is still on his ship going around the world as a Chief Engineer and the family living next to my Mom’s. Thanks for the video calls from time to time, thanks for updating us about your lives. Good luck.
Thank you little brother and family in the UK. Thanks for being our hosts when we were there. Thanks for cooking sisig, sushi, leche flan for father-in-law’s 80th birthday party. Thank you Princess Zoe for making us smile, and of course, the two boys (they’re men, now) for sharing your lives with us. All the best for your future.
Thank you friends for our coffee mornings, Japanese lunch, shopping spree till we drop, our chitchats about everyday lives, our walks from one village to the next, our phone calls. Thank you to all my online friends, too. Thanks for sharing us your lives with the posts you shared, for liking, commenting, etc.
Thank you blogging community. Thanks for making me happy, thanks for sharing me your posts, thanks for letting me read fiction, non fiction, musings, book reviews, beautiful photos, weird ones, flowers, fun photos, etc.
Thank you gym for making me fit, for being there when I want to exercise, cross-train, zumba, Latin dance, body balance, have tea and talk with some ladies there, too.
Thank you classical music, good movies, lots of books, concerts, musicals, plays, museums, parks, mountains, lakes, new and old places, sunny weather, the spring, autumn and our mild winter.
Happy New Year everyone!
“It was Christmas morning and all through the house…..”
We hear the sound of children whispering excitedly… ”Has Father Christmas been?” “Has he eaten the minced pie we left for him and the carrot for the reindeer?” “ssshhh, we should still be in bed…”
A soft “Silent Night” was playing on the radio. Mum and Dad still in bed. One of the kids tiptoed to their room and went in the middle of the bed. Mum gave him a cuddle. And of course, the other kids followed, as well as Baxter the dog. They all stayed there, enjoying the morning cuddles and hugs, giggling and shifting about.
“Right,” said Dad. “Shall we all see what Father Christmas has left for us?” And the children all followed him going down the stairs.
Dad turned all the Christmas lights on, as well as the radio and the kettle. Mum woke up, too. The children saw their stockings full of lovely presents – socks, colouring books and pens, sweets, CDs, comics, games, etc. They also opened the other presents. Jack’s got a bike, scooter for Martin, Barbie doll for Sam, and books for Brigit. Baxter got a big bone to chew! Mum and Dad also got their presents. They kissed each other.
They all had their tea and some breakfast – sausage and bacon, cereals, eggs, fruit, bread and marmalade. At 10, they went to hear mass. Dad took them to the playground afterwards. Then Mum started cooking. Granny and Grandad were coming for dinner. The day ended well, all happy and contended. Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Day, too!
For: Tale Weaver # 45
Our first year anniversary. We were still students – starving students. We wanted to celebrate our first year, so we booked a cheap hovercraft holiday to Paris. I wasn’t good in travelling by hovercraft in the British Channel, got sea-sick. But we carried on, took the train and stayed in a cheap hotel. That was one spring in Paris. We lived on baguette, wine and cheese. We didn’t mind, it was wonderful. Every day, we walked along the River Seine and hand in hand, waited for the sunset. We loved going to the museums, especially the Musee d’Orsay for all the paintings of Monet, Manet, Renoir, like Van Gogh’s “Starry Night.” We also spent a lot of time at the garden of Rodin. We sat and contemplated with “The Thinker.” And one sunny day, we climbed up the Eifel Tower – what a view! “We’ll always have Paris,” we promised.
Paris in spring
Our first anniversary
Lived on wine and cheese
(c) ladyleemanila 2015
Greetings from Paloma!
For this week I’d like us to return to the Tanaga for our inspiration.
The tanaga is a Filipino poem passed down through oral tradition. It consists of four lines with seven syllables each; the traditional rhyme scheme is AABB but modern tanagas may follow AABB, ABBB, ABAB, ABBA, AAAB, BAAA, ABCD rhyme patterns.
Ang Pasko ay sumapit
Mano po Ninong at Ninang
Pagmamahal sa mundo
Magdiwang tayong lahat
Christmas has finally come
Bless godfather and godmother
Love is for the whole world
Let’s all celebrate Christmas
(c) ladyleemanila 2015
With the weather being so unseasonably warm, she was finding it harder than normal to get into the holiday spirit. At 17 degrees, it has been particularly warm at this time of the year. It was too warm to have a warm mulled wine while looking at Christmas decorations at the Christmas market. It was too warm to wear her new down winter coat, she was sweating like a pig! Not to mention her Ugg boots, they were far too warm. She just needs a light jacket and some trainers. She also doesn’t feel like going to Christmas parties at work and with some friends.
The truth was, she was feeling homesick. She wanted to be in the Philippines, where it’s really warm at this time of the year, around 25 degrees. She wanted to be with family and friends. She wanted to have started hearing dawn masses since the 16th of the month until Christmas Eve where they will hear a high Midnight Mass with all the choir and great music. She wanted to eat the Filipino delicacies “bibingka” and “puto bumbong” right after the mass, straight from the native oven and being sold just outside the churches. She wanted to hear the Christmas carols by the children in front of their house, with their made-up instruments of smashed tin cans held by wires. She wanted to decorate their house with all sorts of Christmas decorations and lights, fake Christmas trees (unlike the real trees from Germany), tinsel, paper chains, Christmas “parols” with flashing lights. Oh well, perhaps, next year, they can celebrate Christmas in the Philippines.
*three things that make me smile: an exercise in gratitude – feel free to steal this idea with wild abandon and fill your blog with the happy*
sushi, spring rolls, chicken nuggets, pork sisig, pancit, rice and of course, birthday cake – to celebrate father-in-law’s 80th birthday
a wet back garden in the UK
Zoe cutting Lolo Fred’s cake
So, what made you smile this week? Any fun stuff happening at the schools in your life? Any pretty things that make the holidays more lovely for you? Have you had a chance to wear pajamas to a place that normally wouldn’t be considered “socially acceptable” for jammy time? Tell me about it! 🙂