Sunday, May 29, 2011

Circus Circus

Everything I knew about the circus I read from:

I updated myself and read:

I usually steer clear of depressing novels and Water for Elephants had all indications of that-- set during the Great Depression, in a third- rate travelling circus, a love triangle. However, I wanted to watch the movie and knowing my chances of catching it are slim I decided to grab the book instead.

It is obvious that the author did a lot of research on circuses during the Depression era, on animals and on old age even. And that, to me, was the most captivating part about the book. It gave a peek into the lives, horrific, pathetic & wonderful, of people and animals in the circus. Beyond that I didn't find the other parts convincing-- the love at first sight and great passion between Jacob and Marlena, August's abusive treatment towards Marlena and the "diagnosis" of his paranoid schizophrenia seemed like an afterthought. Unless the movie makes up for where prose failed, then I'm expecting the movie to be nothing more than a visual treat.

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I was able to catch KAOS at Resorts World Manila.

Aside from the Filipinos in the cast, there were performers from Spain, China, Belarus and Columbia.  

Kaos is part of the menagerie of world-renowned animal performers, which includes Sito the white tiger and Betty the yellow tiger, all specially trained by Spanish master illusionist Enrique Polo, who also plays the Good Wizard.

The Defying Gravity Troupe from China and the Power Duo, a world renowned act from Belarus, will test the limits of physical endurance with their riveting performances.

Motorcyclists from Spain will do amazing jaw-dropping stunt work in the Cycle of Life, while the Human Time Machine from Columbia will showcase feats of superb balance and synchronization. (source)

I enjoyed the show, but as usual I wondered more about the performers' personal lives than the actual stunts and acts. Conversation with Rocky after the show was more on what kind of life they had travelling from show to show. For example, the website of the Power Duo, gymnasts from Belarus, lists that they have performed in Malaysia, Peru, the Philippines and the Super Star Virgo ship. My cousin says he's seen them in another acrobatic show in Cebu also. That's a lot of travelling and moving around!

I'm hoping to catch Cirque du Soleil's Varekai next month.  From Wikipedia, 
Varekai is a Cirque du Soleil touring production that premiered in MontrĂ©al in April 2002. Its title means "wherever" in the Romani language, and the show is an "acrobatic tribute to the nomadic soul".
The plot is based loosely on the Greek myth of Icarus, who melts his wings after flying too close to the sun. Rather than drowning in the sea below him, in Varekai Icarus lands inside a lush forest, in which the creatures teach him how to fly again.

For show schedules and ticket prices of Varekai in Manila (June 23- July 10, 2011) click here.

I was flipping through channels a few days ago and caught a short bit about the performers in Varekai. They have a family (from Spain) with generations performing and growing up in a circus. That's pretty amazing!

Saturday, May 28, 2011


Part of the activities during the POC- PSC National Games 2011  was a nightly seminar on various sports- related topics. During a lull from work, I sat in in one (actually more to eat as the seminar room was also the dining hall) and caught parts of the talk given on May 24 on the need to hydrate. Gatorade was one of the sponsors for the Games.

I only caught a short part of the seminar and was only half listening when I was there (I was busier catching up with the other PSC staff, chit chatting. ;-p) but this is the little that I got from it.

     Thirst is stage 1 of dehydration. (Oh dear, I'm always thirsty, like right now.)

     Dehydration affects sports performance. (There was some data on how many seconds or how many feet you lose depending on how dehydrated you are.)

     However, a well hydrated team doesn't necessarily mean you have a winning team. I believe it was San Beda's team that had only 3 players who were not dehydrated while UP's team had only 3 players who were dehydrated. (Check out college basketball stats. ;p)

     You can tell how dehydrated you are by the color of your urine. We were shown a photo showing various beakers with different urine samples. By the color of the samples, it was easy to point out which one was most dehydrated. (According to the speaker, it was James Younghusband's. I know, too much info, right?)

     Gatorade is best taken ice cold. What he said was, best temperature for "stomach to circulation". 

     Asked for a cheaper or make-your-own drink alternative, he gave a recipe but I didn't catch the proportions of water, salt and sugar plus "put in some flavor because it really doesn't taste too good".

For more articles on Gatorade's research, go to the Gatorade Sports Science Institute website here.

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I've never tasted Gatorade or any other sports drink. Ever. Nor any of those energy drinks. I just never thought I needed it. I'm beginning to be very curious though so maybe I'll try it out soon.

I was aiming to drink ten glasses of water everyday. I don't think I've been drinking that much. I don't drink enough. Sigh.

To fill in some, uhm, gaps in my knowledge, I did some googling and found these:

And, what a coincidence, just a few days ago shared a link to a post with these homemade sports drink recipes:

All-Natural Sports Drink – Lemon Flavor:
  • 1/4 c. honey
  • 1/2 c. fresh lemon juice
  • 1/4 t. sea salt
  • 2 quarts water
Mix well.  Makes a little over 2 quarts.

Sonia’s All-Natural Sports Drink – Cranberry-Pomegranate Flavor:
  • 2 c. 100% juice cranberry-pomegranate juice
  • 1.5 individual packets of Stevia (or to taste)
  • 1/4 t. sea salt
  • 2 quarts water
Mix well.   Makes 2 1/2 quarts. (To tweak the recipe, do not add more of the pre-made juice. Rather, add more stevia or lemon/lime juice.)
This table from here is also pretty helpful as it shows how much water and salt you need to add to pre-made juice.

Hydration Fruit-Ade recipes for 2 quarts (64 oz).

Fruit juices vary widely in the amounts of sugar that they contain. Read the Nutrition Facts on the label of your juice to learn how much sugar it contains per 8 oz serving. Then use the table below to dilute your choice of fruit juice to the exact sugar level that is needed in a sports drink. Add stevia or other sugar-free sweeteners or flavor enhancers if needed.
sugar per 8 oz serving amount juice amount water amount salt 
8g64 oz0 oz1/4 tsp
12g43 oz21 oz1/4 tsp
16g32 oz32 oz1/4 tsp
24g21 oz 43 oz1/4 tsp
32g16 oz48 oz1/4 tsp
40g13 oz51 oz1/4 tsp
48g11 oz53 oz1/4 tsp

All this googling's also shown that coconut water is an excellent electrolyte drink. Buko juice! 

Monday, May 23, 2011

Puzzles and Animal Sounds

She likes playing with this puzzle set

She can't really put the pieces together but at least she can sort it by animal and she'll make the animal sounds like this:

She also likes this under the sea puzzle. She knows which piece goes where and for most of it could put it back into the puzzle. :-)

Sunday, May 22, 2011

POC- PSC National Games Fun Run

Early this morning. I wanted to get  a photo with the Younghusband's but I'm really too shy to make siksik or something. So here's what I could manage-- a video. Not even sure which one is Angel Locsin's boyfriend.

There was some dancing.

And I took this video for Marion. (She used to blow the whistle with her nose. ;p)

Here I am behind the mask.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Applesauce Banana Bread

I had bought a couple of jars of applesauce last year and now need to use them up before the expiry date comes around. I printed out this recipe and asked the cook to try it out. It came out nice and moist. A healthy and yummy treat!


4     bananas, ripe
1 cup     sugar
1/2 cup     applesauce
1 tsp     vanilla extract
2     eggs, large
1 tsp     baking soda
1 Tbsp     baking pwder
1 tsp     salt
2 cups     all purpose flour

1. Preheat oven to 350F.
2. Mash bananas in a bowl.
3. Stir in sugar. Let stand for 15 minutes.
4. Add applesauce and eggs. Beat well.
5. Add remaining ingredients and mix thoroughly.
6. Pour into 9x5 in loaf pan coated with nonstick vegetable spray.
7. Bake for 45 minutes or until wooden toothpick inserted in center comes out clean.
8. Remove from oven and let stand 10mins before removing from pan.
9. Cool on wire rack.

However, our cook found it too moist and made it again as a cupcake. Now it's too dry.

(Mental note: Get an oven thermometer.)

Friday, May 20, 2011

Friday I'm in Love: Hair Clips

Now that Marion wears hair clips, I've been checking out these beautifully made hair clips on the internet.

Felt hair clips from giddy giddy

          A really beautiful hair clip holder
           I love owls.
           And pandas are always cute.
           Who doesn't love rainbows?
           A shooting star.
           Watermelon for summer.
           Tweet tweet tweet!
           Quack says the duck.
You can get giddy giddy hair clips here. I also read her blog which is filled with inspiring and creative projects that I can only dream of doing.

Hair clips from Bubbly Bows

          Check out this watermelon!
           And this apple.
           Black and white butterfly.
           We love cute little hungry caterpillars.
           What'd I just say, pandas are always cute.
          Omg, a peacock! Wow.
           And a pony, giddyapgiddyap!
           And a rainbow.
           Rocky will like this.

You can buy Bubbly Bow hair clips here. But at USD12 each, kinda too expensive. Some clips are on sale at Zulily today at USD7.99 and that's still too much.

I get Marion's clips for less than USD1.00 for 10 pieces. But, yeah, they don't come close in cuteness and WOW as the clips above.

As soon as I get over my hate relationship with my glue gun, maybe I'll attempt to make prettier clips for Marion. I have a few alligator clips and some clips that need to be "fixed" since Marion's already yanked off the hat/ribbon/butterfly. I'm hoping practice makes perfect because my first attempt last year turned out like this (a scary lookin' mess).

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Bad Mommy Confession: I scared Marion on purpose

I've been known to be the sunguggan among my siblings. I don't know the appropriate tagalog or english term for it. My brother David who was my favorite victim when we were younger would say I was a bully. Bully makes me sound so bad. I just liked to tease and surprise them. Hiding behind doors or corners to scare them, torture them by tickling til they cry. I'd rather think of myself as... playful. Haha.

I admit, I might have gone too far at times and absolutely deserved that whack in the face from Joseph when I tackled and tickled him til we were both on the floor. He was begging me to stop and I wouldn't. He finally managed to free one hand and swung. Pak! We were both quite stunned and I felt guilty right after when he had to apologize. (This was maybe as recent as a year ago? Yikes.)

And so I'm feeling quite guilty about scaring Marion last night.

Lights out and we were in bed. She wasn't sleepy yet and so she rolled around in bed, talking, making noises. Then she got off the bed, calling me to get me to play with her, too. So we did a little hide and seek. It wasn't pitch black, we could still make out where the other was.

To entertain her some more I talked to her in different voices (sing song voice, whispering voice, etc.). She came up to me and for the first time I used a low scary voice. (I thought I sounded like Darth Vader but I just checked on youtube to hear how Darth Vader sounds- I'm not into Star Wars, ok?- and I didn't sound like Darth Vader. Anyway.) I don't think it was the low scary voice scared her.

This is what scared her.

Using my low, scary voice I asked "Where's mommy?".
She hesitated then looked up at me, tapped my knee and said, "Deeeh!" (There!)
I asked again in the same low, scary voice, "Where's mommy?"
(I'm so mean!! I'm sorry, darling!)
That's when she cried, put her head on my knees and said, "No moy. no moy." (No more!)

Since this is a confession, I'll continue.

I picked her up for a hug and soothed her to calm down. But I was so amused about the whole thing that I called Rocky from the other room to join us.
And did it again.
Waaaah! No moyyyyy....

I'm really feeling guilty about it. Today (in broad daylight) I used the low, scary voice with Marion hoping to get her to "unlearn" the fear. She gave me a look and said No-no! as though to say, no not that game, mommy.

Ok, no moy.

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On my last trip to 168, I grabbed some creepy animal toys for Marion. And I placed the rat on her clock while we sang Hickory Dickory Dock. It looks kinda creepy, no?

Marion pulled off the mouse's tail before I could take a photo.

She's not scared of the toy spiders and scorpions... but maybe that fear would be a good thing to learn? No?

I'm so scared of lizards and I'm hoping she won't be. We saw a lizard in the garage the other day and I pointed it out to her. I even took her to get a closer look. She wanted to touch it, no fear. Good thing the lizard ran away faster than her hands could grab it.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Soup: Carrot Apple Ginger Soup

When I found this recipe, I thought it was a good and healthy soup for Rocky, Marion and me. I like having carrot-apple juice and was curious about the combination for soup. So I printed out this recipe (unfortunately I don't remember which I got it from, sorry.) and finally got to try it out a few days ago.


3 Tbsp olive oil
1 small yellow onion, sliced
1 clove garlic, minced
2 Tbsp fresh ginger, peeled & grated
1 small apple, peeled & sliced
4 to 5 cups carrots, peeled & sliced (about 1.5 lbs)
4 cups vegetable broth
pinch of nutmeg
salt & pepper to taste

1. Heat olive oil in a large pot. Add onions & cook until softened & translucent. Add ginger & garlic and cook until fragrant. Add apples & carrots and cook for 3 minutes more.

2. Add vegetable broth & bring to a boil. Simmer uncovered until apple & carrots are softened, about 30 minutes.

3. Blend in batches.

4. Return blended soup. You may add more vegetable broth for a thinner consistency. Add a dash of fresh ground nutmeg and salt & pepper to taste.

I pretty much followed the recipe except that after step 1 I threw everything in the slow cooker. And I didn't put in nutmeg.

Although I wasn't happy with the consistency of our soup (I think I should have kept it longer or blended it better), I actually liked the taste. Marion liked the soup, too. However, Rocky didn't like it at all... probably the ginger (which, if I'd make this again, I'd reduce) and the consistency.... or the color and everything about it.

Since the favorable response to this soup wasn't unanimous, we probably won't be making this again soon. But I'm keeping the recipe because it's an interesting, healthy dish that got 2 out of 3 votes. :-)

(Drat! I forgot to take a picture of the actual soup. If we still have leftovers I'll just update this post with a picture.)


Friday, May 13, 2011

Friday I'm in Love: Sisig Hooray!

There's no doubt it's one of the unhealthiest things out there, but it's so good! 

Here's a description of what sisig is: 

"The dish consists of pig parts — many parts, most of which come from the head. Cheeks, ears, snout, brain… Boiled in brine, grilled, hand chopped, tossed with chopped onions and chilies then dumped on a very hot iron plate where it sizzles all the way to the dining table. Halved kalamansi are squeezed over the sizzling meat and, sometimes, liquid seasoning is drizzled before everyone digs in." (source)

I'm actually not a big sisig eater and before discovering Sisig Hooray! there were only a few restaurants where I'd eat it. I don't like it with egg or mayo. I like it with more meat instead of chopped up cheeks or ears. I like it with chicharon.

Here's how Sisig Hooray does their sisig.

1. Chop
(After taking the photo at the top, I was told it wasn't allowed so here's a video of how they chop up their sisig. Chop to your own beat!)

2. Throw in some meat (not a lot, like 60 grams). I always ask for chicken sisig which is chopped up white meat. The pork version is just too fatty, oily and too much.

3. Then a heaping tablespoon each of: a) dried/powdered liver, b) chopped red onions, c) chopped green sili (sorry I don't know the different kinds of pepper).

4. Squeeze into it some sauce- it's their secret sauce. A dash or two of liquid seasoning.

5. Then nuke it for a few seconds. (Yikes!)

6. Take it out of microwave, throw in a heaping tablespoon of chopped chicharon then mix, mix, mix.

7. Serve with a cup of rice and calamansi on the side.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Our Pilipino Accent

It's no surprise that my dear Marion speaks with a Filipino accent. Let me correct that. Her accent is Bisaya. (Yey! She's bisdak like her mommy! ;p)

I used to be deluded enough as to think I did not have a Filipino accent... or any "unique" accent. Why? Because I watched all the Disney cartoons (bibbity bobbity boo), I understood American idioms and humor (thanks to Archie and Friends) and that expat womanwho, while my sisters and I were chattering outside McDonald's in Japan, went up to us "happy to find others from the Midwest".

That delusion's been erased when:
a) I spoke in my best American accent (hahaha) and a classmate said it was cute. This was in college when I wanted him to call me and not my accent cute. ;-p
b) It took at least 2 minutes for the server in the Newbury St. cafe to understand that I was asking for the menu. Men-yu (with the accent on the first syllable) and not meh-noo (with the accent on the second syllable).
c) The most natural way for me to pronounce "noodle" is "noo-dol" (that is quite clearly the Bisaya in me).

Oh there are many more bloopers that my husband and friends would love to bring up, so that's enough for now. :-)

I know of a lot of people who can switch accents. Have you heard Filipinos shopping in Hongkong? They speak with a Chinese accent. (We're not the only ones who do it. Read this.) Some are quite good at being... multi-accent speakers; others you just want to untwist their tongues (especially some call center agents). I've been on the phone with some call center agents who I've had to ask to stop using their "American accent" because it was just so bad. Some ignore my request so I have to "Hoy, pwede ba, tama na?"

I have since embraced my accent. And I make an effort *not* to switch accents or adjust my speaking cadence. Of course I still I try to learn the proper pronunciation of words (toffee like coffee not tow-fee, ballet with accent on first not second syllable) but will not add a twang. ;-p

Yes, my tongue is quite Bisaya and Filipino but I will vehemently deny that I mix up my f's and p's or my t's with d's. Marion does. She spends a lot of time with her yaya from Bicol and the two other Bisaya-speaking helpers plus me and Rocky so it can't be helped. :-)

Here's how Marion pronounces some words--

There= deeeh
Fish= pish
Flag= pag

The "B" sound seems like it's a universally easy sound to make that's why babies make that sound when they babble. On the other hand the letter "F" seems like a difficult sound to make. Is that just true for Filipino babies?

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For Filipino speakers who want to reduce/correct their accents: Click here so you 1) don't confuse your f's and p's, 2) don't mispronounce "ih" as "ee" (like saying seat when you mean sit) and 3) pronounce "t" without making it sound like "d".

And for more laughs, Mikey Bustos' tutorial on the Filipino accent.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

The Daffodil Principle

     Some dreams and goals seem too big and daunting that I find myself paralyzed. I chanced upon this and reading it was just what I needed to start moving again. Start today. One step at a time.

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One day at a time and one small and seemingly insignificant step at a time yields the most incredible harvest when it's done intentionally and consistently. Keep on keepin on. It's more powerful than you may realize. *

The Daffodil Principle 
by Jaboldeen A. Edwards

     Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over." I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead "I will come next Tuesday", I promised a little reluctantly on her third call. Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren.

     "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!"
     My daughter smiled calmly and said, "We drive in this all the time, Mother." "Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured her. 

     "But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this."

     "Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around." "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience."

     After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden." We got out of the car, each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.

     It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers.

     "Who did this?" I asked Carolyn. "Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house.

     On the patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking", was the headline. The first answer was a simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read. The second answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain." The third answer was, "Began in 1958."

     For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop. Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had created something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration.

     That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time--often just one baby-step at time--and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world ...

     "It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. "What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years? Just think what I might have been able to achieve!"

     My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. "Start tomorrow," she said.

     She was right. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?"

Friday, May 06, 2011

Friday I'm in Love: Growth Charts

May 6, 2011
     Age: 18 months
     Height: 32.5 inches

(She was getting a bit too nervous about being at the doctor's clinic to keep still.)

Do you guys have a growth chart at home?

I'm expecting this to arrive (via my parents check-in luggage) later this month:

But if shipping and price weren't an issue I would have wanted to get:

Giraffe growth chart & mirror
(I love that it's a mirror, too!)

Measure Me Stick
(You can write on it! It's perfect! :-))

Swirly Trees Growth Chart
(Very pretty and cute design but it's a wall decal so I don't think it's something you can keep for a long time or when you move rooms/houses.)

Thursday, May 05, 2011

Getting Organized: Appliance manuals, warranty cards and proof of purchase

I'm kicking myself for only being partially organized about keeping appliance manuals, warranty cards and official receipts. This is what I should have done to save me some trouble when I need any of those files.

At the store:
a) While still at the store already get the contact information of the service center. If it's not written on the warranty card that goes with the appliance or item you are getting, have the salesperson write it down for you.

b) If buying different appliances/items at the same time, pay for each separately. Filing will be easier if each appliance has its own official receipt/proof of purchase. If that's too cumbersome then pay for the items in batches according to how you keep your files or by brand.

c) Take extra time to make sure that the following information are clearly written somewhere (maybe on the manual aside from the warranty card): model no., serial no., date of purchase, store/branch purchased and date warranty expires.

At home:
d) Update your directory/address book with the contact information of the service centers.

e) Staple together warranty card and official receipt. Insert in first page of manual if possible, if not just make sure the three documents are together.

f) Filing.
     * What to use:
          1. Accordion Folder- I used this before. It got too bulky and the cover flap made it difficult to pull out the files easily. It might work better if I used more than one accordion folder.
          2. Hanging File Folder- Could work also but need to make sure that the documents don't slide off the folders.
          3. Clear Book- Could work but would get too bulky like the accordion folder.
          4. Separate envelopes for different categories and put together in a file box- This is how I'm doing it now.
     * Categories I use:
          1. Kitchen appliances and other items-
          2. Household appliances-  includes washing machine, vacuum, air conditioner, fans, iron
          3. Electronics- includes tv, dvd, cameras, computers
          4. Toys-
          5. Mommy and Baby Gear- stroller, breast pump, etc.
          6. Personal items- includes sewing machine, electric toothbrush, luggages

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How to get the service centers to deliver and give good service is an absolutely different story. It is an acquired skill and a test of patience. Sigh.This merits its own blog post which I won't write yet now because I'm currently raging and ranting against two service centers.


Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Harem Pants

I didn't think I would wear harem pants and I don't even remember when and where I got the pair I found in my closet (must have been over the holidays when I panic buy clothes to wear for all types of occasions- reunion, formal or informal parties, play date, lunch date, etc.).

But I'm happy to find out that not only are these a step up in style from yoga pants-- pants with a little draping ;-D but also extremely comfortable. I've had issues with my thighs since forever and I always feel self-conscious and uncomfortable in the constricting fit of most pants. Harem pants are the answer to my issues! :-)

Yeah, while its cut isn't very flattering for my shape and height, I'm happy wearing it. I think it's also pretty versatile-- depending on what top and shoes I wear it with, I can do my usual pambahay (for staying in)look to decent enough to do errands and not be mistaken for the overworked house helper to a dressier night out.

Here is a rare self-portrait (I'm not used to this, kinda awkward ;p). (Taken in a bathroom while the kids/Luke 18 were playing the Sardines Game.) (I didn't even attempt to hide the bbq stick ;-p)

Hmmm. Let's try another shot.

(Ah, forget it.)

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I don't think I'll be brave enough to wear the really baggy and billowing pants or the ones with dropped crotch all the way to the knees...

But these look nice and wearable :-) 

Dorothy Perkins



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