Archives for May, 2008

Photohunt #19 Mmmm-self

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Klutz is my middle name.  I trip on my own feet. I drop, spill, break things without my meaning to. It just happens always and I’m inclined to beleive gravity has something against me.  Really I am a big klutz and this is my painful proof.

My left fist. Taken a month ago after I noticed I unconsciously hurt myself. I didn’t even know where and what I was doing when I got that angry scratch (????). I only noticed I hurt myself when I already felt a stinging sensation while washing my hands.

Thank You Lord

thur I had a mini-vaca to this place called Boracay. It’s actually a company-sponsored trip and I just feel so blessed to have been able to visit this beautiful place which is at the top of Yahoo Travel list of Best Beaches in 2007. It’s a delightful place to be - definitely a haven for beachcombers. My vaca there was just short - but a sweet and memorable one. I did have a great time (despite missing my son so bad).

So this TT, apart from thanking God for answered prayers and for His blessings to me and my family, I’m going to be thankful for this trip.

“Oh that men would praise the Lord for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the children of men!” - Psalm 107:8 

 

  Thank you Lord - for this chance to visit this wonderful place.

For the time to chill and enjoy the beauty of Nature- of your creations.

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Thank you Lord - that for the sunset and every sunset that I see, I feel and see Your great love.

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And thank you Lord for a safe landing and for a safe and wonderful trip.

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Thank you for the peace and contentment in my heart.

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Photohunt #18 Shoes

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I’m not really much of a shoes person. I prefer rubber slippers over shoes or sandals. In fact, I am so used to wearing flipflops that I made a complete fool of myself a couple of days ago - when I, wearing my favorite flipflops, went to a government office with the intent of renewing my engineering license. I was refused entry by the guard. Ouch!

Later, I punished myself sashayed into the building wearing a pair of 3-inch wedges.  But while I was standing behind the long lines, I so longed for my Prima which is my second best footwear  after the slippers.

 

Flipflop Momma On Fitflops

Some call it flipflops. Others call it slippers. Few call it slip-ons. I call it any of those and I really couldn’t have cared less. All I know is I am such a huge fan for these airy and lightweight nothings called slip-ons. Or slippers. Or flipflops.

And I have more pairs of them than my regular pairs of shoes. Big fan. So much so that a couple of days ago, I made a faux pas of wearing a pair of my favorite slippers to a government office and I was holy mackerel refused entry. Shame, shame on this flipflop Momma!

This morning, much to my surprise, I learned that they can be called fitflops, too. Aint’ that cute? Fitflops. Launched in UK, the Fitflop is such a big hit to women in England because of its leg-slimming effect. Hmmm, that’s new to me. With the micro wobbleboard™ technology feature, every pair of Fit Flops can help tone, trim and tighten muscles without even going to the gym. Whoa! Interesting.

To have the effect of working out with every step I make - that is just great. Makes me wonder if it would really work and turn me into a Fit Flop flipfloppin’ momma. *wink*

Thankful Thursday

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I have been teaching my son to pray but the prayers are more like a litany of thanks.

I’ve been teaching him to give thanks to the Lord for the food, the water, his milk, his vitamins, his medicine, his toys…

Sometimed I’d start off our prayer of thanksgiving and I’d encourage him to say the things he’s thankful for. Almost always, I am just surprised to what he comes up with.

…thank you for the TV… the aircon… thank you for Barney… 

Sometimes it’s not even coherent to me.

…thank you for the switch.. the door…

But really, I’m thankful for having a thankful kid. Lately,  he’s been in a habit of telling me ”thank you for us” whenever he’s happy. I am not even sure what he means by that. But I’m thankful for having a thankful kid.

For more of Thankful Thursday participants, please visit Iris.

Photohunt #17 Candy

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This will make the dentist very happy. It means business! (no offense meant to the dentists reading this)

But really, I don’t normally give my 2-year old son some candies.  I’m a mean Mama, I know. But one day, this mean Mama accidentally bumped her head on the wall and realized to make a concession in that department.

This was Matt’s first time to try one. Taken last month - a day after we attended a birthday party. That lollipop was included in the loot bag. Usually, I give the candies to other kids and keep the toys for him but not this time. It was love at first lick for Matt -but I haven’t given him any since then. *Mean Mama mode is ON*

Thankful Thursday

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It’s been awhile since I posted here and I’m just glad to be able to post now. I’m having a pretty hectic schedule at home and in the office.

 

I’m just thankful to be alive. For everyone’s good health.

 

I’m thankful for moments with my son - playing blocks and playdough with him, watching Cars with him, laughing with him, getting mad at him… Among other things, so goes my reason for the hectic home schedule. *grin*

 

I’m thankful that he’s responding well to his asthma maintenance - he does have it now. It took few days before he stopped fighting when we give it to him but it has greatly helped him manage the frequent attacks.

 

Everytime we drop by the gas station, it seems the price of gasoline is higher compared to when we last had our tank filled. I complain, sometimes. But still, I’m glad for the blessing to pay for every fuel refill. And also thankful for that we can pay our bills.

I’m glad for a very hardworking husband.  His career is on a roll and I’m so happy for him.

For more of Thankful Thursday participants, please visit Iris.

 

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Living somewhere in the tropics, I have sentenced myself to mind-time-word consuming and rigid finger-exercise otherwise known as blogging. Unknowingly from the start. Now it has become an addiction. So now, I am not only an old-fashioned mother, a trying-hard sweet wife, a silly telco engineer and patient housemaid but a trying-hard-to-sound-smart blogger as well. Call me Mama Meji. And I am blogging about nonsense a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g. Thanks for paying a visit. I’ll sure return the favor but if I cannot do so the soonest, just think that I’m still doing what I can with a week-old laundry. Or I’m still trying to break free from my son’s and/or my sweet hub tight embrace and dodge wet kisses. Or the aliens have abducted and kept me from romancing the keyboards. To find out about these aliens, you may email me at zamejias [-at-] makimeji [-dot-] com.