Saturday, June 30, 2012

Finger Knitting

I stumbled upon this You Tube video the other day  as I was browsing for Waldorf/Steiner related videos. I figured it is something I can do with Miguel. It is so simple that anyone can do it.


So I bought two balls of yellow green yarn yesterday and this is what I have made so far. My first finger knitted necklace. Cool right? =)



Friday, June 15, 2012

Hangin' Tough with the New Kids!

Call it second childhood but watching the recent NKOTBSB concert at the Mall of Asia Arena felt like I went back to being a teenager swooning over my celebrity crushes. For two solid hours I forgot I am in my mid-30s with a husband and a 6-year old son.  


Note: I am a certified Blockhead so this post is mostly about the Kids than the Boys. 

The New Kids on the Block ain't new and neither are they kids anymore, that's for sure. Heck, they're 40-something men with families of their own. But who cares? At least not their loyal fans who waited with bated breath for their comeback. I know I don't care.



So yes, I paid P3,700 to see 40-year old men sing their bubblegum pop songs and dance to the same steps that made them famous in the late 80s to the early 90s. But heck, they still got IT, (as their song goes) the right stuff! And man, they look good! Better than the Boys, if I must say. (Peace!)


The show started with 3 front acts, 2 of which (Jay-R and some rapper I do not know) were introduced by Donnie Wahlberg no less. Mr. D's sudden appearance during the front acts was quite a surprise. It was totally unexpected that my sister had to convince me that it was really Donnie up there on stage. 

Then at around 9:30pm, the lights dimmed for the nth time that night. Images of the letters N-K-O-T-B-S-B and faces of the 9 guys was projected on a white sheet draped in front of the stage. The crowd started screaming! 

Then with a bang the white sheet fell to the floor revealing the New Kids and the Boys standing behind it. And then the magic began. 

Me and my sister were up on our feet singing (more of shouting) and dancing the whole time.



You Got It (The Right Stuff)
We were up on the Upper Box section so we were quite far from the stage but we could still see them pretty well. Watching them perform live was really quite an experience. 

The highlight of my night would probably be when the New Kids sang I'll Be Loving You (Forever), my absolute favorite New Kids song. Oh, I was in love with Jordan Knight! For years, I secretly celebrated his birthday by listening to any New Kids song. Adolescence!

Jordan Knight serenading the audience with I'll Be Loving You (Forever)
They also sang a couple of songs from their latest album, The Block, released in 2008. They did Summertime, the first single from that album; and Dirty Dancing. They performed the latter in tight fit jeans and black A-shirts. Oooh sexy!

When I missed their first Manila concert in 1992, I thought that was it. Then they split in 1994, my dream of ever seeing them together went puffed. Who would have thought that they will reunite 20 years later and go back to Manila?

Super duper thanks to my dearest hubby for indulging in my yet another juvenile tendencies. He even dropped me in MOA Arena and waited for me and my sister until the concert was over. To think he has work the following day! Love you Daddy! Thanks, thanks, thanks! I'll be loving you forever!

Upper Box Section 404 Seats A3 & A4
My collection that I kept thru all these years
In my attempt to relive the concert, here is the Concert Setlist (NKOTB only) with links to You Tube videos taken by fans. Thank you Blockheads for the vids!
Other links:
I'll Be the One/ Single/ Summertime (9:35 minutes)
Step by Step/ Cover Girl/ My Favorite Girl/ Games / Tonight (22:04 minutes) 

Related Articles/ Blogs:
Philippine Concerts

Music Review: Boy band 'marriage' rocks Manila in nostalgic concert
By Roehl Nino Bautista, GMA News June 7, 2012

The N-K-O-T-B-S-B Concert: Boyband Fever Hits Manila Again
By Abby Mendoza, www.pep.ph June 11, 2012 

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Friday, June 8, 2012

The Tale of a Night Shifter

The dark night has been my new day for the last three weeks. I am still struggling with the schedule as my biological clock has gone haywire since this shift has started. More so on Mondays after a two-day holiday weekend during which I go back to regular programming to be with family. 

Working at home on a night shift is a new way of life in more ways than one. 

Home ALL the Time


I would consider myself a homebody as I love staying at home. Or at least anywhere but an office. And now I got my wish. That first week I literally stayed at home for 5 straight days. I barely even went down to the first floor of our house! 

It was transition week after all. There were days when I could barely get any sleep. The room was too bright even with the blinds down. Each little sound was too noisy. I just toss and turn and toss and turn until voila! it's time to work again. In short, I was too busy working out my sleeping, waking and eating patterns to even consider going out. 


Night Owl

While everybody is sleeping, I am wide awake working in my little corner of the room. We now have this curtain hanging in the middle of the room to shield my boys from the glaring lamp light. We even rearrange our furniture so I can have my mini office within our bed room. 

But since I work at home, I still get to tuck my little boy to sleep when it's bed time already. I arrange pillows on his right side, where I use to lay, so he won't fall off the bed. Though falling of our bed wouldn't be that disastrous since we have our mattress right on the floor. 

During breaks, I sneak in to steal a few kisses from my little boy's cheeks. Sometimes I even eat beside the bed and watch him sleep. 
  
Working in My PJs

 Yes, I do not have to dress up. No one would see me anyway! I do try to put on a decent top though because sometimes my client and I would do video calls. But still, I could pretty much work in my undies if I wanted to. LOL!

No Travel

The only traveling I do is from my computer table to the bed or the kitchen or the bathroom and back again and it doesn't cost anything! The time I used to allot to commuting to and from the office, I now use to clean our room, play with my son or do some other personal stuff.

Mommy Thoughts
So far, this set-up works for me. Who knows maybe I can get a day shift work from home soon. Then life would be more normal. I'll tell more tales of this new life of mine in my next posts. 


Thursday, June 7, 2012

Guardian

I was listening to a radio station early this morning when I heard this song from Alanis Morissette. Her voice was unmistakeably hers that I knew it was her singing even before the DJ announced it was her. 

A line from the chorus, "I'll be your keeper for life, your guardian" caught my attention. And as I listened more intently I realized it was a really nice song. A little googling later, I found a copy of the lyrics of the whole song, a lyric video and a short video of Alanis explaining the meaning and her inspiration for this song.

Listen to it and be moved (especially moms).


You, you who has smiled when you’re in pain
You who has soldiered through the profane
They were distracted and shut down

So why, why would you talk to me at all
Such words were dishonorable and in vain
Their promise as solid as a fog

And where was your watchman then

I’ll be your keeper for life as your guardian
I’ll be your warrior of care your first warden
I’ll be your angel on call, I’ll be on demand
The greatest honor of all, as your guardian

You, you in the chaos feigning sane
You who has pushed beyond what’s humane
Them as the ghostly tumbleweed

And where was your watchman then

I’ll be your keeper for life as your guardian
I’ll be your warrior of care your first warden
I’ll be your angel on call, I'll be on demand
The greatest honor of all, as your guardian

Now no more smiling mid-crestfall
No more managing unmanageables
No more holding still in the hailstorm

Now enter your watchwoman

I’ll be your keeper for life as your guardian
I’ll be your warrior of care your first warden
I’ll be your angel on call, I’ll be on demand
The greatest honor of all, as your guardian


Believe

 

I have declared myself, I am a writer! Now to convince myself to believe it is a whole different ballgame. 
Declaring was hard enough as it is. Oh yeah, it wasn't easy. Especially if you declare it to the public. I risk being ridiculed and taken as a pompous a**. I've had that declaration piece for months now but never really had the guts to post it. I chickened out because of all these fears.

But now that I did it. I feel somehow relieved that I did it but at the same time afraid of what it may entail. The fears has not totally left my psyche. I don't think it'll ever will. But then again.....

 You block your dream when you allow your fear to grow bigger than your faith.  
~Mary Manin Morrissey

This isn't actually the first time I jumped ship in pursuit of my dreams. As one famous local show chanted several years back (or are they still on TV?) : 

Dream . BELIEVE . Survive 
   
I dreamed of being a writer. Now I believe I am a writer. Tomorrow I will survive being a writer.




Wednesday, June 6, 2012

I Am A Writer


I have been writing for quite a while but I never considered myself a writer. I have always thought that writers are those whose works are published and those who has followers that devours their written work. I've never been published and I doubt if I have any real followers in this blog site of mine. My only surefire loyal readers are my husband and 2 sisters. And that is only because I forced them to subscribe!

Thanks to a good friend who introduced me to the works of Mr. Jeff Goins. He totally changed my way of thinking about how writers are made. Suddenly I have that thought that I may actually be a writer. Hmmm...

Now I am even taking this bold move to participate in Jeff's 15-day journey to mastering 15 habits of great writers.  
 

Today is Day 1 and it is called Declaration Day! The first step to becoming a writer is acknowledging it. Own the title! Be the title! So here I am, coming out of my shell and declaring to the world,

I am a writer! 

I am a writer because writing is what I love to do. 

I write when I'm happy. I write when I'm sad. 

I write when I'm excited. And I write when I'm scared. 

I write when when I'm angry. Or even when hungry. 

I write when I'm lost and do not know what to do. 

I write when I'm awake and when I'm asleep

And for all of that I declare,

I am a writer!