Monthly Archives: February 2013

100: Ciento


I and wifey were able to catch the musical last Friday, February 22, 2013 in spite of our busy schedule.

I hope I can find time to make a full review about it. But at the rate I am going, I still have lots of back logs. So I’ll just share a few of my thoughts about the show:

  • the entire ensemble was great- their acting, singing and dancing!
  • some of the lapel microphones were not working well which made the audience guessed what the actors were saying.
  • It was good that videos and animations were incorporated in the show though there was a point where it dwelt too much on one topic and it became dragging already.
  • Since it was supposed to be a trip to memory lane (100 years back) I was expecting the play to focus on at least five characters and then their experience with ADZU. When the adventure of the probinsiyana from Ipil was featured, it earned an applause from the audience which meant that they were once in the shoes of that girl or they have friends like her or something like that. That portion earned an instant connection with the audience. It would be better if something similar to that was featured.
  • of course credit should also be given to the composers of the original compositions featured in the show. They were nice.

Congrats to Mr. Kiko Miranda and all the people behind the play! Hope to see more of your productions!



Our Weekend

was filled with two activities. JS prom of Ryx on Saturday and Philhealth Fun Run for Eena and Me on Sunday.

Ryx’s call time in school was 1pm for the motorcade from the school to the venue of the affair which was more or less 12 kilometers away. As early as 12 noon, we were all ready. Thirty minutes after we left our house and went to school.  To our surprise, we only saw a few people there waiting. Although our original plan was to go ahead to the venue, we still ended up in school waiting for everybody to show up.

While killing the time, we made silly things to keep the kids preoccupied. Soon, Ryx got so bored so we decided to let him join his classmates play around the school premises. Yeah, we allowed that because we were confident that he won’t ruin his prom clothes. He wasn’t wearing them yet unlike his classmates. Hehehe! While Ryx was away, we were stuck with Zyk who was showing signs of impatience already. So Eena gave him her sunglasses to experiment and play with.

Here’s the evidence:


Fast forward to the program. It was okay! The performances were not perfect. What can you expect from kids aged 3, 4 and 5 in cotillion dance? (Yeah. They have such. We still wonder how they explained it to the children. Baka they didn’t bother doing that.)

What was tiring for our part is that during the entire time of the program, we need to keep Zyk busy with something. We know it would make our life easier if we left him at home. But luoy man if we did that. So, while program was on-going Eena and I took turns in amusing Zyk. The venue was at second floor but Zyk preferred to stay on the ground floor. So we needed to go up and down every now and then. We don’t want to miss kuya’s activity too especially the part where he accepted the key of responsibility from the senior class.

We only got the chance to have pictures taken after the program.


Sunday. The gun start for the fun run was at 5:30am. We were still asleep that time. Dog tired from the previous day’s activity. But around 6am, we still managed to get up and run. But on a different location. While all the runners were headed to Pasonanca Park or respective turning point and then back to Joaquin Enriquez Sports Complex, we did it in our own place.


V-day Surprise

I receive a dozen of cream puff today. Thanks to my wife. She really knows my favorite. The next surprise is a poem.

Here it is:


She claims that it won’t pass literary standards. But who cares! Making a poem for somebody is the sweetest thing to do!

Here’s another poem she wrote 6 years ago for the same occasion. I can’t locate the original anymore so she made another copy.


Happy Valentine’s day to all!


We all had our haircut during the weekend. “We” here refers to the entire family.


Zyk needed to see the barber already because his bangs were almost covering his eyes. Besides, we needed to train him to have his hair cut at the barber. His first was a disaster because he kept on crying and crying to the point of puking. Good that the shop didn’t charge us additional for the mess he caused. hehehe!


Ryx, in preparation for his upcoming “JS PROM,” has to cut his hair so he will look good on his pink long sleeves and black pants. Ryx is just in prep-school mind you but they already have this activity. Don’t know who gave the school administrator this idea. Didn’t bother asking them also because at the back of my mind I know it would be a futile exercise.


My hair is becoming unruly (although that’s its nature! Hehe!) already and my white hair which are growing in population were getting more visible. Thus I needed the haircut badly. Or else, I will be mistaken to belong in the fiftysomething. Hey, that’s hairwise okay? Thinning not included!


While we all had it in one barbershop, Eena had hers at home. (Wow! Home service!) But if she had it her way, she wanted it done at the barbershop! All she asked was a simple trimming of her patay-looking hair. But all the barbers shooed her away! 😦

Goodbye Suez Canal

Sometime in July, Eena and Dida decided to change the positioning of our beds inside our room. This was after specialists from a pest control company applied some pesticides in the form of powder on the gaps and cracks inside our house leaving all our things topsy turvey. (Yeah! The termites attacked us!) They grabbed the opportunity of rearranging the bedrooms layout so that Ryx can start sleeping on his own bed alone.




Just right after moving the beds, Ryx asked immediately why the change in the setup. Maybe he was jealous because Zyk will still be sleeping with us while he will be “detached.”  But after some explanations, he embraced the idea that he is already a big boy and it’s about time that he learns to sleep on his own bed alone.


After the talk, I thought that was it. But I was wrong. The coming nights after that, he still called one of us to be with him on his bed. Most of the time, he preferred me to be with him which makes Eena envious. But if he’s in the mood for some bedtime stories, he called his mama. Not that I am lousy with story-telling, he just wanted Mama. Period. Since his bed can accommodate only one person, Eena or I would transfer to the big bed once Ryx has drifted away or either of us will end up having either back pains or stiffened arms because of limited movements.


There were times when Ryx woke up in the middle of the night and started calling me or Mama. He wasn’t comfy then having the bed all to himself so one of us went and stayed with him again even if you just had the luxury of having a little space where you can extend your limbs and extremities after Zyk decided to positioned himself closed to the other one.


Falling off the bed was not an exception also. Both sides of his bed are free now unlike before wherein he is barricaded by a wall on one side and a human being on the other. Our sleep was interrupted two or three times because of a loud thud sound which was followed by cry! Poor Ryx!


But he has passed that stage already. Now he can manage to sleep there alone. Although there are still episodes where he wants either of us to be with him, but it’s manageable.


Good bye Suez Canal!