Entry 80: Asian Grandma’s Be Like…

One of my lulus shared this Buzzfeed article about ” 19 Grandmas Who Aren’t Even Trying to Be Funny, they just Are”, in which grandmas are documented doing hilarious things like using an ipad as a cutting board.

I feel like my Grandma would never do this kind of stuff my Lulu chatted me.

For the next 5 minutes we proceeded to think of things Asian Grandmas would do, if they were hypothetically documented by a Buzzfeed article:

  • Asian Grandma who silently threatens to disown u.
  • Asian Grandma who keep feeding you even though you say no.
  • Asian Grandma who favors your uncle bc your mom is a girl
  • Asian Grandma who cuts in line because that’s how it was done in Asia…and even though it’s America, everyone of all cultures need to respect her
The list went on and even though some people might not find it as funny as the Buzzfeed list, in a way it was because it was truth.

Granted, it’s unfair to generalize all Asian Grandmas into one category, but even if you don’t have an Asian Grandma who falls into the stereotype, you know someone who does have that 5’0 silence force of a family member who – with one look from across the room – can make you and your friends sit up straight, who can overturn anything that your mother says, and show a rare look of approval that looks similar their disapproving look if not for the slight glint of pride in her eyes.
Asian Grandmas, you don’t want to mess with them because
  • a. you flinch at the thought of the bad chi you might get from being disrespectful
  • b. you might get smacked in the mouth.
  • c. mostly because you love them, so the thought never crosses your mind.

Anyways, things I like this week:

UFC 226 – I think I’ve mentioned this before, but Husband and I are big UFC fans and this past weekend was a big fight that we ordered on PPV. Most exciting was the last fight between Cormier vs. Miocic. I’m not going to get into the details, but basically, little guy knocked the big guy out in Round 1.

FIFA Football – The past couple of weeks I’ve been into soccer, basically scheduling my life around it. This morning, I declined working out with my husband because the Belgium and France match was on.

Home-made Instant Pot Yogurt – I made my first ever instant pot yogurt batch. It was pretty easy, just took 9 hours to make. It’s pretty good, I haven’t eaten it sweetened with honey or maple syrup, but put fruit in a cup and mixed it with smoothies. It definitely is healthier for you. The recipe I used made about 16 servings

Apple Pie. Nothing says 4th of July like Apple Pie. And fireworks, and Beer. I made sure we had apple pie this year.

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Nothing much is going on with me. It’s starting to be monsoon season, which has cooled the desert down a bit, but makes it a bit humid after the rains. Also, I’m cat sitting my neighbors cat this 🙂 His name is Dusty, and he’s a cutie.

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Until next time….

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Entry 75 : Adulting… I suppose I should.

It’s been a hot minute since I last wrote a post, and I know a ton of you were probably hanging your head in disappointment when you discovered there was no new entry and clicking the refresh button to see if something new would magically generate, but let me explain. These past couple of weeks I’ve been doing the all-important task of adulting.

Ahhh, I can see you saying, nodding your head in understanding, perhaps having flashbacks of the last time that you had to deal with something that you secretly wanted to run away and blanket burrito from. That was me these past few weeks dealing with pool stains and painting 3 out of the 4 exterior walls of my house. Well, more so with the pool stains. Painting was okay, it just took a long time.

I realize I could’ve avoided the stress of it all by hiring a set of illegal immigrants who would’ve gotten the job down in a tenth of the time. It would’ve been priced a little more than the cost of goods plus whatever half the minimum wage is per hour, but… we didn’t and as a result, I racked my head over what could possibly be wrong with the pool, and during the past week Husband and I painted from dusk til down. At the end of each day, there was paint all over my hands and hair, and I developed a sports bra tan line. It was not cute and I found myself constantly looking at the mirror thinking I need a facial. And a manicure

The feeling at the end of the days

After a walk in the desert, Coco is like I cant even.

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But all is good. We got it done and house is not the freshest house in the block, pool likes it wants to be swam in, Husband and I bonded over a project, and I discovered / rediscovered that I have more grit than I give myself credit for.

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The clean pool!

The life lesson? Do the adult things first, and then treat yourself with the fun stuff. I know I felt really productive, and my facial felt well deserved.

Things I like This Week:

My Fresh Looking House and Clean Pool

Spiked Arnold Palmer – During our painting project days, husband I drank this during our lunch breaks. It’s only has 5 % alcohol so it doesn’t even taste like it’s liquored up.

Old Episodes of RosanneThe reboot of the show happened a few weeks ago and had huge numbers. I haven’t seen the new episodes yet, but I’ve started to watch the old episodes on Amazon Prime… and it’s great. I don’t know how I never watched this as a kid. Some show’s comedy is only relevant to the times, but 30 years later, I find that the jokes that they make is still relevant to today. That’s how you know the writing is good, when it can transcend time.

Things I Don’t Like This Week

Conor McGregor is a DickI’m a big fan of watching UFC, and was a big fan of Conor McGregor, until he attacked a bus that injured some UFC fighters that were supposed to fight last Saturday. I don’t know if I should have expected it ? or… I don’t know.

That’s all for now. Nothing new is happening with me. Husband is away in Spain this week, but it’s supposed to gloomy and rainy the whole time he’s there so I’m not jealous. Other things: I have made some life decisions that I’m going follow through, like getting a fitness certification. I just got to follow through.

Anyways, I hope everyone has a good rest of the week. Until next time….

Entry 74 : When Life Gives You Lemons

…Make a Facial Scrub.

Seriously. I mean, you can make lemonade if you want, but in case you didn’t know, lemons make an excellent DIY face scrub when you want to give your skin a little TLC. Just cut up a wedge, coat it with sugar, and scrub away all that dead skin. Some people might find it a little rough especially if they have sensitive skin, but I like it.

I know, I know….the quote is a metaphor and relates to when life starts raining down shit on you…

Which – for me – brings up the question: why do bad things happen? Why does God let bad things happen? Why do we experience pain? Heartache? And all the bad things in life? What it something we did? Are we being punished? Was is Eve? (Dangit Eve!)  Or is it something completely different?

Okay, that’s a number of questions, all of which I do not know the answer to.

What I do know is that pain, sadness, heartache, death – and everything we consider negative in life is a part of life. I know, I’ve experienced it. Everyone I know has experienced it. Whether you’re rich, poor, a hot model, or an average Joe… shit happens. But then the question becomes – What type of person am I going to be when it does happen? At least that’s what I try to ask myself, after my Why God, Why? moment. Am I going to cry about it ? or face it head-on?

What is also a fact is that along with all the shit that life gives us, there is also smiles and laughter, good times, good friends, and everything positive that you can think of. But sometimes, in order to get there, in order to become a better and wise person, you got to deal with the bad too.

When life gives you lemons… make a facial scrub. Or something along those lines.

Things I like this week:

The Darkest Hour – Movie was a Historical drama about Winston Churchhill and the hard decisions he had to make during WWII as Prime Minister. I find British History fascinating, so of course I like it, but it had me thinking, what if Britain had conceded to Hitler in those early years? Would the outcome of the war ended up differently?

It’s Holy Week – Meaning, only a few more days of Easter. Even though it’s the most sad week in the Catholic year, I love it. It makes me more reflective of how Jesus just went in, knowing he was going to die for us.

Things I don’t like this week:

Sally Hansen Design 3d –  Don’t get this. It looks cool on the picture, but once you apply it on your nail, it doesn’t look as nice. I should’ve read the reviews before buying on the whim.

Pool Owning – So I own a pool, but it sucks trying to get the right chemical balance. It’s great during those days when it’s really hot, especially in the desert, but right now – it is the bane of my existence.

Anyways, I hope everyone has a great week. Until next time…

 

 

 

 

 

Entry 73: Where Are They Now……Ludacris, Ja-Rule, Ashanti

According to the Pima county fair website, there are 33 days left until the Pima county fair. Okay, wait…. 30 days.

Whooo’s excited?!?!

It’s kind of a big deal here, along with the local rodeo. Like if you ask locals what to do for fun in the desert, they’ll name off rodeo week ::check::, hiking ::check::, and the Pima County Fair.

I found myself looking on the website to see what it was all about. I mean, I haven’t been to a fair in years. But apparently its like a carnival with games and rides, and horses, and musical performances by artist like

…. brace yourself…

Ludacris.

and JaRule and Ashanti?!?! Say what?!?

I know! when was the last time you thought of those guys?!? For me, it was high school/college. Their music was the soundtrack of my coming of age, even though now that I really listen to the lyrics I’m like… hmmm…

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Circa 2000. When I listened to Jarule/Ashanti and Luda…all the while wondering, why don’t boys like me!

But yeah.. Luda and Ja-Rule and Ashanti… so if you are ever wondering whatever happened to them? They are out doing stuff like county fairs in the desert

Which brings me to some advise that I have for the younger folk. Just wait until the artists no longer are popular to go to their concerts; before you know it – Justin Bieber and other such artists you like now will be playing in casinos and county fairs. I mean, you’ll be in your 30’s, maybe 40s, but it’ll be half the price.

Random… did you know there are 98 Now! This is What I call Music albums? And they’re advertising the 99th one? Do people really buy these albums? Because I feel like they don’t. Maybe they should stop at 100.

Things that I like this week.

“Money Maker” – Ludacris. Hearing that Luda was coming to the desert made me look up all of his songs. This is definitely my favorite and gives me flashbacks of my early 20’s.

Sally Handson Nail Decals – I bought these from Target the last week. I initially saw them at Ulta, but they were sold out and so when I saw them at Target, they automatically went in my basket with no hesitation. I haven’t tried it yet because I got some housework that might potentially ruin them, but we’ll see how it goes. I’m excited.

“Let it Be” – Bebe Rxha feat Florida Georgia Line – This song has been on repeat for me recently. It’s got Florida Georgia Line, who I love since my newfound love of country music. But it’s a super chill song.

Anywho, that’s all for now. I hope everyone has a good week. Until next time!

Entry 64: Of Love and Ash

Forewarning, this entry is a bit religious… because it’s Ash Wednesday and kind of a big deal for Catholics/Christians who see this as the beginning of a month and a half of spiritual prep for Easter.

It’s also Valentines day.

You better believe I got my ashes on this morning…and then later tonight when husband gets home, I’m going to give him a DIY card, sushi, and Jack Daniels fudge, and then we’re going to have a dance party. 😉

Many Catholics have probably already contemplated the coincidence of Ash Wednesday and Valentines falling on the same day. Or maybe they haven’t and I could be the only one. It seems befitting that these two holidays should be one in the same day. True, dwelling on Jesus’ death for a month a half can kind of be depressing, and combined with the infusion of a few more Catholic rules of what you can and cannot eat and do, I can understand why people might gloss over Lent in general and skip to coloring eggs and taking pictures with the Easter bunny.

But to me, Jesus’ death is the ultimate act of love, even more so than that $10-$20 box of chocolates and my DIY card; Lent is just a reminder of that love.

This reminder couldn’t have come at a better time for me. These past few days I’ve been doing a lot of self-contemplation and reflection, looking at myself in the bareness of my vulnerabilities and (if I can be honest) I’ve been kind of lost and wandering aimlessly trying to find out who I am and what I should be doing with my life in order to find some purpose or meaning. Sure, I get that life happens and often changes what plans you had for yourself 10 years ago, but thinking about all this has brought me face to face with the following truth: I have not cared for myself as well as I should.

Maybe you’re surprised that this is the case (which means I’m really good at creating a facade). Or maybe it’s something you could have told me based on the fact that I have really bad posture, but it’s a mental block that I’ve struggled to find a way out of since I was kid and which I’m starting to realize the negatives effects of. It’s the voice that has continually told myself I cant, or that something wasn’t worth trying because I wasn’t worth the chance of failing. It is the thing that has ultimately brought me to this state of limbo.

I know, these are super depressing realizations, and you’re probably like you’re so valuable and have so much potential, you don’t even know. I have had many people tell me this on many occassion, it’s just that when a negative mentality has been so engrained for so long, it becomes the truth you believe, and sometimes the truth you believe makes all the difference, not what people tell you.

But like I said, that’s where the combo of Lent and Valentine’s seemingly has its perfect timing: to break through that stupid mental limbo wall of low self-opinion and remind me that despite whatever thoughts or feelings or sinfulness I might have, I am worth it, because why else would Jesus have died?

Anyways, I hope everyone has a blessed Ash Wednesday and Valentine’s day, and day in general. I’m still trying to figure out what to give up, but my priest did shed some light on the fact that it should be personal and we shouldn’t just go through the motions. In whatever we give up, should wake up hungry, go through the day hungry, and go to bed even more hungry for Jesus.

Until next time….

Entry 58: Stray Dogs Just Love Us

Husband and I have a knack for finding stray dogs. Or …stray dogs just have a knack for finding us. Whichever way it is, we and stray dogs have crossed paths on multiple occasions.

In 2012 we found this pup, whom we dubbed Kona.

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The dog ended up being the dog of a friend of a friend’s. Our mutual friend had “liked” my picture on Facebook, which the mutual friend’s friend had seen  and was like yo that’s my dog. Dog and owner were reunited. At least that’s how I remember it happening.

A few months later, I found a couple of other dogs  roaming in our Everett neighborhood Luckily they had collars on and I called the owners who whipped on by in their SUV to pick them up.

In 2015,  there was Lucy.

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Husband had found her while leaving the gym when he first moved to the desert. I ended up finding a lady through Facebook who sheltered dogs to take her in while husband came back to Seattle to move the family. She didn’t end up staying at the shelter; on the day husband dropped Lucy off, a guy – who was looking to adopt happened to be at lady’s shelter – took Lucy in and ended up adopting her.

And then, a few days ago, there were these two

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Driving out of my neighborhood, I saw these two roaming with no human owner in sight. I got out of my car and they went right in. Having no collar, and after finding they also had no chip, I dubbed the male pitt “Bruno” and called the female mix… “hey you”. I couldn’t think a good name for her that spoke to me.   A day after I found them, I decided to post a ‘found dog’ on a every social media forum I could, and after posting on one forum,  10 minutes later, I found the owner of the dogs. Within a half hour later, the dogs were reunited with their owners. It was seriously the most beautiful thing.

But is it me, or do me and husband come across a lot of stray dogs? Maybe the normal everyday person comes across the same amount of strays in their lifetime as we do, and maybe me and husband are such a sucker for puppies that with every stray we see, our hearts are just like let me help you find your home! 

It’s stressful though, trying to figure out what to do in order to help reunite puppy with owner, the most stressful thing is hoping that someone out there is looking for them. Despite this stress, we keep finding them, and we keep taking them in and taking on that responsibility.

This is probably what we get for praying for all the puppies of the world before every meal. No lie. Before most meals, our prayers are like,

Dear God – Thank you for this food and our puppies.. and we pray for the puppies of the world, especially the ones with no homes. Also, we pray for our soldiers. Amen.

It sounds kind of like a prayer a 10 year old would say, but God probably takes it seriously and decides to gravitate lost puppies in our area towards us because of this. Luckily, every single stray we come across has gotten their happy ending.

Things that I like this week:

Horchata Cold BrewIt’s basically a horchata with some cold brew all up in there.  And if you have never had a horchata… well, I don’t know what to tell you except, go find a Mexican restaurant that sells it, and try it, and then imagine it with cold brew. It’s that good.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine I realize this show is a few years old, but I just got into it. And I love that there are a few seasons that I can just binge on.

Coconut Milk Vanilla Latte I never noticed this on the Starbucks menu before. Maybe it’s new? But I ordered it a few days ago and it was delish, and (most importantly) not as many calories.

Well, that’s it for now.  I hope everyone has a good rest of week!

Until next time…

Entry 41: Assuming Everyone Else’s Life is Perfect.

A wise friend told me, don’t compare yourself to others, everyone’s got their own issues. 

Seems pretty self-explanatory, something that I know in the deepest corners of my heart, and yet I sometimes find myself forgetting this and getting caught up in what I don’t have, what I’m not doing, or where I’m at in life compared to everyone else.

Social media doesn’t help . Not that I’m trying to blame it or anything, but I can see the toxicity in consuming one’s time in other people’s statuses and photo posts.  While I love seeing updates and pictures of where people have been and what they’ve eaten, I think I tend to subconsciously forget that people generally only post the good stuff that happens and not necessarily the struggles that life brings them. Which I get, I don’t like to advertise the bad shit on the interwebs either, but it doesn’t mean I don’t go through them myself.

What ends up being presented is a partial truth to the reality of life. 

It’s like when I read trashy romance novels that tell stories of  whirlwind romances and sexcapades that leave me with the feeling of – Why doesn’t my husband ravish me like that?!? Or Save me from towers?!?  (Well, because you don’t have a tower,  you do not live in 17th century England, you don’t even like getting your hair pulled, and most of the stuff that goes on in trashy books doesn’t happen in real life. )

So if you’ve ever thought my life is awesome based on all my selfies and social media posts – it is. But surprise. It isn’t perfect. But I need to work on not dwelling on how my life is or isn’t compared to everyone else, but counting the perfect and imperfect blessings that exist.  And if there’s something that’s lacking in my life that bugs me, to ultimately do something about it, instead of dwell. Which is hard, because I’m a chronic dweller.

 

Anyways, I hope everyone has a great week! Nothing exciting is happening to me this week. Does going to Costco count? I don’t know. But … until next time 🙂

Entry 34: Prepping for Desert Heat

I’ve been in the desert for about a year, and have been getting compliments on the tan that I’ve acquired.

What can I say? In being graced by sun majority of the year, my Filipino was bound to come out. I don’t know for sure if that’s why I don’t ever burn and just tan nicely, but it’s the only logical reason I can think of.

Not to say that I have never gotten sunburned ever

There was one time I burned really bad: Husband and I had gone to Hawaii and I got super dark because he gave me tanning oil, instead of sun-protection. I fell asleep under the sun and woke up 3 hours later so burnt, it hurt to shower for weeks. Even the locals’ eyes filled with pity as they saw me teetering around the shops in my burnt skin. That’s when you know it’s bad, when the locals feel bad for you.

I learned my lesson (tanning oil is not a replacement for SPF), and since then have not gotten sunburned, but I’m still not excited for the inevitable surge of heat during the coming months. As I’m writing this, my memory is getting flashbacks to last summer, when it got over 100 degrees and just walking a quarter of a mile became the longest walk ever.

It’s the kind of heat that makes it suck to even breathe, where even wearing nothing doesn’t help. Where the only thing that helps is sitting in an air-conditioned place and doing nothing but eating something cold, like icecream, or popsicles, or frozen grapes, with the tv on and the remote within reach.

If only every day I had an excuse for doing just that.

Until next time….

 

Entry 32: Case of the EX

I’m instagram buddies with an ex-boyfriend who had broken my heart when I was 22. I suppose it’s to prove that I have no ill-will towards him, but whenever I see a picture he had taken posted on my feed, I still feel a hint of the pasts’ bitterness gurgling at the pit of my stomach.

What a fuckin idiot. 

Our breakup (while putting me through 9 months of post-breakup ugly crying and questioning my own self-worth) actually led me to a more blessed life, but as much as I try – that bitterness still lingers.

The thing is, I don’t want it to be there. I want to be able to think of that time of my life – the love, the heartache, the depression – and be okay with it, to acknowledge it without negativity, because life did turn out great despite not knowing how I would be able to go on.

Taylor Swift is known for writing songs about past relationships. It’s probably very therapeutic for her, but it makes me think that the reason for my animosity is because it’s all pent up… in the crevice of my heart somewhere. I guess I should try letting it out more?

Anyways, until next time….

 

Entry 27: Getting a Job

Earlier today, a recruiter called saying he had an opportunity that he thought would be good for me

When’s the earliest you can start? 

The question made me anxious, mainly because making snap decisions is against my nature. I like to brew on things, look at things from all angles and possibilities before making a decision. While in some instances this can be good,  it tends to over complicate things that don’t necessarily need to be over complicated. Like, do I want chocolate or vanilla ? I don’t know. It depends, is there a possibility that the chocolate could potentially get on what I am wearing? or get on my face? There’s so many factors!

So when posed with the question of when I could start, in my head I was like,ahhh I don’t know! I have to think about this. This is a lot right now! 

Instead, I heard myself say “Monday.”

After I hung up, I felt a little uneasy about it. I didn’t feel uneasy about the idea of getting a job, per se, but the fact that the idea didn’t really get a chance to settle within me.  There’s so much to brew on when going through life-changing things. Like the fact that I’ll have to do my workouts after work, and that I have to be more efficient with everything I do because I won’t have the opportunity to take my time doing things or take a nap.

It’s funny though, how whenever I’m working, I don’t want to work, and when I don’t work, the idea of working seems all the more appealing. If only there was a job where I could just get paid for doing something that would allow me to take naps whenever I wanted.

Anyways, I’m probably over-complicating it all. Everyone has to deal with juggling life, and while I have been fortunate to have not had to work these past few months, it’s something that I’ll have to figure out. On the plus side, maybe now I can go ahead and just get my instant pot that I’ve been wanting for months now.

Until next time….