They call us telecommuters. We wake up, eat breakfast and punch in. We work at home, most of the time in our pajamas haha! Our main equipment: a computer with a high-speed internet connection. Most of our communication is through e-mails, chats a...
They call us telecommuters. We wake up, eat breakfast and punch in. We work at home, most of the time in our pajamas haha! Our main equipment: a computer with a high-speed internet connection. Most of our communication is through e-mails, chats and sms. Yup! No annoying daily commutes, no pushing just to get on the train, no sucking up of regular pollutants and no MSG on lunch food.
It took a while for me to adjust to this kind of setup. The fact that there are no IT personnel to help me set up the softwares. Setting up shop is a very complicated thing. They tell you its easy but, really, it not haha! Anyway, I finally got settled hardware/software-speaking and now I have to deal with another major thing -- the medium shift.
Let me explain. Medium as in medium of communication. I was a graphic designer before. Graphic design deal with CMYK inks, printing press, paper stock, color separation, crop marks, etc. Now I shifted to web design and I deal with HTML, CSS, javascript, bandwidth, optimization, tags, etc. Its on the same field, its just a different medium. (I admit this is boring stuff. I'm amazed you're still reading this haha...)
The best thing about this - no annoying and gossipping officemates lurking! Yay!
Two more days, and we will be saying goodbye to Christmas and the year 2006. The gifts underneath the christmas tree have long been gone (actually since after the Christmas eve). And the Christmas Tree which once reigned with splendor with all its glittering lights will once more go back to obscurity.
This is my Auntie's antique corner. It is beautiful isn't it? There is a growing appreciation of handcarved wooden furnitures that looks like those our lolas used to have. Actually we have our own set of wooden sofa, a dining table, and 2 rocking chairs made purely of wood that were once owned by my grandmother. I used to hate them when I was a child because I find them hard to sit on. However now that I am older, I do appreciate them more for their worth (they are my lola's furnitures), than their looks (because they are more functional than beautiful). But what make them more endearing is, they were made long before I was born, yet they have remained sturdy and still useful to us. Thank you Lola, for your gift!
I have two blogs that I've been keeping for about three years. Pinoy Pan de Sal is where I post my almost everyday me. Litratista is a photoblog. I also have a Flickr account which turned pro (thanks to Bern) and expired (thanks to me). The issue is I want to bring these three all together in one place. Like bringing together the cow, the pig and the chicken in one farmhouse so it won't be a hassle to feed them.
Today, I found VOX.
This is one of the good things I found before this year ends. I'm still exploring the features but so far I think they are great. Its a new farm... uhrm... home worth moving to. and I think I'm gonna like it here.
O ayan para sa mga fans ni Yeng Constantino, narito ang kaniyang video para sainyong masayang pakikinig. Ganda ng boses ano? Hindi yong mga nagtitilian na akala mo mapapatiran ng litid. Sandali nakatulog si Fairy Godmother sa pakikinig. Makikikanta na nga rin ako. hmmm hhhhm. Huag mambabato ha. Kukulamin ko mga acheng.
"Who says we are old? Definitely not!" - Who says that only teenage girls want to hang out in the malls? Even golden girls enjoy hanging around too! Which will only prove that having a ka-BERKS is not only for the teens.After raising kids, sending them to college, watching them raise their own families, a group of mothers (retired school teachers) re-live moments of youth!
There is a little park tucked in Ayala Center Cebu. It has small pathways, trees, and a little lagoon in the center. Compared probably with other parks in other big cities in the world, it may seem insignificant. But I like walking around it. I took one picture from my camera but never did the place justice. Then I found this picture from skycraper. To the artist who took it, Thanks for making it look nice. Please take a walk with me. At the end of the pathway is a door to Max Fried Chicken. My sister and I spent some beautiful Sunday lunches here sitting beside the windows watching people go by.
Christmas for us is not complete without the Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve. Thankfully, even if we have already adopted a lot of Western Christmas practices due to cross-cultural influences, I am glad we are able to keep this tradition year after year.
This year, there were fewer faces around as we celebrate the Noche Buena and it was a bit lonelier. A cousin and her family left for the United States to work. Another cousin is in Dubai. While a brother is in Taiwan. Although you are not here with us physically, you are all present in our hearts as we celebrate Christmas. But of course, nothing can compare with having your presence with us. We miss your laughter…
I went through a sleepless night. Doing...? Blogging! Joined sometime in April. Tried to stay away from it. Went into hiatus (in the pretext of doing something more important). Eventually came back to it (as in full circle). Why? I do not know! Sa Bisaya pa – Na-u-ngo! In English – na-Addict. (the literal translation of this Bisayan term really refers to being a witch. But it could also mean being addicted to something). Bisaya ray maka-sabut! (only a Bisaya can get it. But for the benefit of the global community, translations are provided).Here is my story…I went from being someone indifferent to being totally over-zealous in my blog. Armed with total ignorance of website designing and everything that there is to it, I have tried to read instructions from the internet maybe a thousand times in the hope of being able to fully digest them. But still I could not comprehend a lot of things. I thought the writing part would be a breeze, but I could not stop myself from re-writing things a million times over, because I was afraid my write-ups were incomprehensible. From all my readings about Blog designs, the only words I could remember are “tweak” and “widgets” because they sound cute. But honestly I am still piecing the two together. But am I giving up? Nope! I guess I will still be around for years (?). Hopefully.
It is something green. And I find it beautiful. Finally, I have made the big switch! Remember I was whining in one of my posts that I wanted to have pages in my blog? I don’t have pages still, but I now have labels to categorize my subjects or topics. At the moment it will do.
This is the Marcelo Fernan Bridge, the second bridge that links the bigger island of Cebu to the little island of Lapu-lapu (Mactan). The photo must have been taken by an artist because it looks dreamy. The bridge was named after a famous Cebuano legislator.
The bridge is only about 30 minutes from our place on a regular-traffic day. It was finished in 1999 and I remembered that it was causing massive traffic everyday while it was being built. So those who have left Cebu sometimes in the 80’s or early 90’s may have surely missed it. But no worry, visitors and balikbayan can always choose to pass by it upon arriving to Cebu. It is nearer to the airport than the first bridge.
This morning I had a hearty breakfast consisting of piniritong kan-on ( fried rice), piniritong buwad ngadanggit and hotdog. Why the choice of hotdog together with the old time favorites, it’s my sister’ favorite breakfast treat. I would have wanted sikwate (Bisaya chocolate drink made from cacao) to go with all these, but I have long gone easy on sikwate, and besides the morning is not chilly. One of our suki nga tindera passed by and offered puto, unfortunately she was late because we had already prepared the danggit and the rice. We promised her that we’ll probably have puto next time if she can come earlier. And by that time, I would definitely prepare some sikwate to go with it, and some mangga of course.Buwad danggit (dried fish) is a favorite not only among the Bisaya but it has also won the hearts of the Manilenos. To cook a perfect buwad nga danggit is not to over-cook it. Just heat some oil, drop the danggit and tossed it around for a few seconds, and voila! It would be perfectly crunchy. It is best with suka nga may siling kulikot.Used to be sold only in tiangge (as in real market), but they have now invaded the air-conditioned supermarkets as well. However if anyone would like to buy in big volumes, it is advisable to buy in Tabo-an where one can still haggle for some hangyo (or discounts). There are some other dried fish actually, but some of them are too salty for my taste. This is the reason why buwad danggit has an edge over the others, because it is not too salty and not too overpowering. But unlike other buwad which can be used to complete other dishes like as part of utan bisaya or utang monggos, buwad danggit is best eaten alone on its own merit.P.S.(I forgot to mention the most important thing. One is advised to eat kinamot for this dish to enjoy it fully. It means best eaten with bare hands. Just make sure that you will wash your hands thoroughly after eating...hahahaha!)
No fuss. No frills. Just plain simple boiling.This is how tinuwang isda is cooked. It is the first dish I learned to cook as a young girl because all I have to do then is simply drop the fish and the panakot (or spices) in the boiling water, then wait for a few more minutes and presto! I 'm done with my cooking.But that is not the end of the story. When I got older, I learned that the secret to a real good tinuwa is in the fish. Got to have it fresh because it is the fish that will give the soup its distinct taste. When one can afford, one can choose the likes of lapu-lapu , tangigue, mamsa and other big fishes with white meat (mga isda nga hiniwa or sliced fishes). However for us ordinary folks, we can readily settle for smaller fishes like anduhaw or tamarong.The spices are sliced tomatoes, green onions (although sometimes I used the bulb onions), sili (medium green pepper) and tangad (or lemon grass). Okay, the lemon grass lives up to its name by giving out a lemony scent, but it is the green sili that perfects the aroma and gives the tinuwa that hot sting. How hot it is going to be will depend on the cook’s discretion. A few more sili could be added to make it really HOT! One could stop there already. But other people would like to add ginger. And then, for the true blue Bisaya, lukot (or sea weed) is added to complete the dish.Actually one can make a hundred and one variations by simply adding some vegetables here and there, the most common vegetables of which are kamunggay and agbati. However most often people would prefer to keep it very simple, so that only the flavor of the fish will be the most dominant feature. This simple dish is actually a favorite in all social classes. The only difference would lie in the choice of fishes. Otherwise, it is a leveler of sorts. For a Bisaya “makalipay ug maayo ang makahigop ug init nga sabaw aron panington ug bugbog” (sipping hot soup can give happiness to a Bisaya, especially when one breaks out in sweats). I am not sure if I have translated it correctly. But just try to get the gist. Thanks!
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Mga batang nangangaroling sa kalye:
Group 1
Sa may bahay nangalahati
Meri krismas mawawalhati...
(Etong grupo hinati ang pasko hehe)
Group 2
We miss you a merry christmas
We miss you a merry christmas
(Sige na nga, I miss you too)
Group 3
Kay sigla ng gabi
Ang lahat ay kay saya
Nagluto ang ate ng Andok at tinola
Sa bahay ang kuya ay naglilitsunan na
(Kawawang kuya, nilitson!)
Season of Singing
After about 3 years or so of vocal hibernation, I get to sing in public again.
I used to be in a band that was to represent Asian music in Europe specifically Germany. We trained so hard for almost a year with our teachers, all of them from U.P. Conservatory. But then the trip never pushed through for a number of reasons. Oh well, at least I had some free vocal and stage