Born On the Days of July
Posted by: mamie ami on: July 13, 2008
My hubby and I were born on July. I, on July 9 and he on the 15th. I was born three years ahead of him so even if we’re both Cancerians, I am a Rat and he is a Rabbit.
We celebrated on different weekends this year. My family came over two weekends ago and we went to Clark on Saturday for some shopping and to make pasyal the kids. Too bad, I didn’t have my digicam yet. The hubby can’t come as he was busy manning our rice store. On Sunday, we had some spaghetti, soup, softdrinks and lots of stories. The spaghetti was cooked by my youngest brother. While we were in Puregold in Clark, he told me he’ll cook some for my birthday as long as I buy all the ingredients. Shoot! (meaning: agreed). It wasn’t everyday that he offers his culinary skills. I bought the curly pasta and some tube macaroni. Not all of my kids like spaghetti. Raia, my middle child, doesn’t like ‘em. Everytime there’s a birthday party in her class, she gives her spaghetti to friends or classmates. This is why I asked the yaya to cook some chicken macaroni soup too. I am culinary-challenged so I had to ask the yaya to cook a simple food like a macaroni soup, 
My Konica Minolta Has Been Brought Back To Life
Posted by: mamie ami on: July 8, 2008
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Hooray!! I want to dance the dance of Joy! My old digicam has been given a second chance at life and with this is the revival of my photography career minus the thousands of pesos needed to buy a Nikon D40.
Morning VS Afternoon Session
Posted by: mamie ami on: July 1, 2008
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We’re on the third week of school and my kids are both in the afternoon session. Classes start at 12:30 pm. For my eldest, classes end at 5:00 pm while for the second, it ends at 3:00 pm. When I learned of this schedule, I thought it’s better because I’ll have the time to at least check on their homeworks and tutor them a bit before I go to work. There won’t be any rush hours in the morning. Three school years ago, my eldest daughter and I suffered too much stress because I enrolled her in the city where I work and the trip takes about an hour by bus. Her classes start at 10:00 and I have to be at work at 9:00am. She was 4 years old then and since we had to leave at 8:00 am I had to wake her up at 6:00 or 7:00. Poor girl, she had regular bouts of respiratory illnesses because of that. The following year, I transferred her to our town’s Montessori school. It was far modest by the city’s standard but more child-friendly and caring than them. Most all, my daughter wouldn’t have to wake up at 6:00 am.
PMN FamPics: Heavy
Posted by: mamie ami on: April 8, 2008
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Now this is HEAVY. This is my entry to the Pinoy Moms Network FamPics for April.
PMN FamPics for March: Learning
Posted by: mamie ami on: March 6, 2008
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I was late for this but I’d still like to share some photos for the Pinoy Moms FamPics
1. That’s me (left) during an interview with a farmworker’s wife. LEARNING with the PEOPLE is one of the better ways of LEARNING ABOUT LIFE.
2. My baby boy LEARNING how to walk @ over a year-old. Quite late they say… I don’t mind and I don’t care as long as he learned to..
3. My second daughter shows LEARNING to put on her sandals @ 2 years old … take 1… take 2!
My First Blog Birthday
Posted by: mamie ami on: February 17, 2008
It was my first blog birthday yesterday and I almost forgot all about it. It was a good thing I never forgot any of my children’s first birthdays. In fact, I am the kind of mom who plans months ahead of their first (and second, and third and so on and so forth birthdays).
Define Love
Posted by: mamie ami on: February 13, 2008
Remember when we were in elementary (grades 5-6) and we were swapping slam notebooks with our girl classmates? In that age of raging pubescent hormones, we were asked about our ambitions, motto, chums, favorite color, tv shows, songs, etc. But of course, one of the most interesting information in those pretty and scented notepads are the questions, “Define Love” and “Who is your crush/love?”
Hard as I tried, I no longer remember what my definition of love was then. I am not one to quote from the bible, books or songhits. I often write a definition of my own. So while everyone say “Love is patient and kind”, I’ll write something like “Love is a wonderful feeling for somebody special.” Many years and subjects of affections later, I have grown and learned to accept that we can not and must not define love. If we do, that wonderful feeling gets boxed in a statement of must’s and must not’s and that is contrary to everything that is love.
They said