“The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within . . .
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow . . .
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely . . .”
-G. Kinnell
Blog title
What is with the title of this blog anyway? Things I Remember, Things I Forget . . . Sounds like a prelude to early Alzheimer’s or dementia.
He-he.
Food
Why must we eat? Having tummy problems lately, everything looks and tastes unpalatable. Recently I can’t seem to eat my own cooking at all altho. P said it tastes fine (P thinks everything I cook is delish. Do not all husbands, really?). But everything tastes like ashes, ashes in my mouth.
Static Man
As usual P and I are late in jumping on the bandwagon of the hottest and latest.
It is necessary with my blasted condition that I have my blood tested quarterly. I should have gotten used to getting pricked by a needle by now, I have been doing this for three years after all, but what can one do when one is a sissy?
So, faint with hunger after having fasted for 8-10 hours, knees shaking, I would queue quietly in the laboratory and wait for my turn, silently hoping that the person who would be administering to me was not a bloody idiot (there had been times in the past when I had to be repeatedly poked because of collapsed veins, but mostly because of the inexperience of the fresh-out-of-school staff.
Gah! I concede. There are “some” cringe-worthy parts in Eclipse and Breaking Dawn .
Oh, Stephenie, Stephenie . . . (why the heck did your parents name you Steph-e-nie and not Steph-a-nie? Did they make up their own version, like what you did with your character’s name “Renesmee” in Book 4?). Sigh. Stephenie, Stephenie . . . Shaggidy, shaggidy . . .
BUT there are some kilig parts naman. Lots of kissing parts, almost-having-s*x and FINALLY-having-s*x parts.
General opinion of books: Forgivable.
So . . . many . . . things . . . to . . . blog . . . about . . . Must . . . blog . . .
So, okay. Hello. This is my first blog post in my spanking, brand new Web site (all thanks to my good friend, J, who bought my domain name, designed my Web site, and agreed to maintain and pay for it–ad infinitum. Joke! Hala, J, I plan to blog pa naman until I’m eighty).
So many things make me happy these days (this birthday gift Web site for one) and I’m sorry, but I just have to write about them in the exercise of counting my blessings, and because I know days like these can be fleeting, precious, and wala lang, this is MY blog, after all, I can write whatever I want.
Lola and I both grew a year older, respectively, in November.