Good Boys finish... FIRST?

Chez Super

I grabbed this comic strip off Super's blog, not because I could absolutely relate with it... but because I TOTALLY agree with it.

I have to admit, I had to do my own retrospection to see if the boys in my past fit the bill. Lemme see... Good, good, bad, bad (turned out good pala), good (turned out bad a bit, but good pala)...

So the winning characteristic for the men in my history (sounds like a lot ba?? Naahhhh...): GOOD.

And with the list of "Essentials vs. Preferences" that I drew up again almost 3 years ago, I realized that in my heart of hearts... I really do wanna end up with a good man. I almost fell off my chair when I tried to draw up some "excuses" for a man, and realized that all this time, they never really were in my priority list. So who was I kidding?? At ang babaw ko naman!! But maybe, just maybe, I'm finding all the possible loopholes because I'm getting scared of the possibility of the good guy being the one, finally.

God is good.

So why be afraid?

In the silence of one's heart...

... the Lord does speak.

Last weekend, I had my first silent retreat after the one I had in high school back in St. Scho Manila. Sheesh, high school? That would've been around age 15, a good 18 yrs back.

I struggled to get to Notre Dame La Vie in Novaliches. Not exactly an area I frequent, ergo am totally not familiar with the place. An officemate of mine, who so coincidentally was with me during the online mtg last Friday night, coincidentally LIVED in Novaliches. So I decided to give this "angel guide" a ride home, and let her point the way.

I'll do a series of posts about the weekend. Suffice to say, I was IMMENSELY blessed. I had almost filled up a Cattleya notebook, short of 2 pages, with my reflectiions, meanderings, and some random thoughts sprinkled here and there. But I must say that I TRULY felt His love and mighty presence in the place and within my heart this weekend. I've gone through countless (ok fine, I can count, but not now) Singles Encounter weekends in the past 13 years, and the stark difference of this silent retreat was what made the striking difference. I knew that ALL of us present needed it. There were about 22 of us there, all leaders of the BLD Singles Ministry, all of us knowing the blessing of the SE, but incredibly, we also knew in our hearts the privelege of having been part of that unique weekend.

Fr. Manny Flores SJ, in his serious-and-comical combination as Spiritual director and faciliatator, openly admitted that he was moved at how seriously we were taking the silent retreat that he felt almost stupid cracking jokes where practically no one opened his/her mouth to react... he couldn't even evoke a giggle from us. Now THAT cracked me up (I had to stifle the laugh, and that made it even funnier).

I've to retrieve the notebook first and upload its contents here... Now I have to determine whether or not I want to post it for all in Multiply as well...

In which I'm stuck here...

...at the office right now.

Earlier, I enjoyed a (free - woohoo!!) scrummy dinner at the original Som's restaurant. Our order was composed of Garlic Pepper Prawns (P95), Sweet Yellow Curry Prawns (P95), Green Curry Chicken (P120), steamed rice and a bottle of deliciously authentic Thai Milk Tea (P35). My gosh, 3 tummies full for only P460?? That's one lunch at Ponti's na - FOR ONE!

Then we headed off to nearby Grilla for after-dinner drinks. Had a double-double-Tequila Rose (where's my own bottle?!?!? They charge double the retail price for 1 bottle! Anovaahh?) before calling it a night.

When Carla dropped me off at the back, I noticed 2 HUGE trucks slooooowly unloading a spankin' brand new transformer (not more than meets the eye) into the driveway.

Which is why am able to blog this entry.

And to ward of creepy sounds, I called Carla to bug her about being stuck here. I also got to talk to Super, who just finished his training in real nippy weather at 930am in SFO. No more creepy sounds, till the manong guard came.

Its confirmed, I'm officially able to flee this Tower of Power.

Are you an "Elderly Gravid"?

The description really creeped me out.

I googled the term, and these short paragraphs under first link that welcomed me:

If you have thrown your dreams of parenthood into the chill of the laboratory,
this book will bring every memory to the surface. If you are thinking about
supplementing old-fashioned procreation with science, this book is a good
field-guide to what lies ahead. And if you are a woman in your 30s, this book
should ring like a warning bell in the night --- at 37, you move into the
"elderly gravid" cohort, and the chances that you'll become a mother start to
drop dramatically.

It continues with:

The lesson? Don't wait. In your early 30s and thinking you have loads of time? No. You don't. The articles that make you feel good about postponing pregnancy may be true --- but not for you. Unless, that is, you're looking forward to writing a check to doctors that could have gone to school fees, child care or a summer house.

Why hello there, elderly gravid. Want some calcium to go with your cane?

More SPINNER BIKES - from Dana Cosio-Mercado

Link

For some strange reason, I've always wondered how Paolo and Dana Mercado did away with their flourishing spinning business when I had only started hearing about it about Q3 2006. In fact, I had almost attended the demo class that Paolo gave to the Women of Ateneo group in one of our meetings.

Then to my utter surprise, I suddenly heard that their family moved to Paris (tama ba Dana) this year!! How could things happen so quickly in so short a time (drama!)?

Now Dana had posted her past pics and the bikes in their present (lonesome) state.

I don't know why I keep on thinking about them....

Spell with Flickr - ubercoolness!