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I was awakened by a phone call from Bettina.  She was crying and I could barely understand what she was saying.  She was dropped off at her carpool meet-up point without her school bag.  Apparently, Daddy drove the other car and that didn't have her things inside.  She didn't bother checking her stuff before leaving.  Hmmm.  It wouldn't have been a problem if Bettina's school is just nearby.  She goes to a school 20kms away from home.  My sleepy head couldn't figure out what to do.  After a few minutes, I figured, I should just meet up with the carpool  after they've picked up all passengers.  Needless to say, I was able to hand over her things just in time.  I drove like a madman.  All this happened from 6am to 7:10am.  --------------------------- On my way back home, I was informed that another child left his basketball clothes at home and that I should just send it to his school via Lalamove.  To think that earlier in the morning, I had to go back becau

When it is my turn to bring the kids to school, I wait it out most of the time. So, it is just fitting that that I have a comfortable place to spend my "me" time.  I am tired of the usual coffee shops patronized by many.  They are often too crowded and noisy even in the early morning.  In my quest for a nice spot, I only have 3 requirements:  Wi-Fi connectivity, quality of food and parking space.  Here are some options I found near Tomas Morato, where my kids' schools are located. Goffa.  This small third wave coffee joint is located in F7 Rallos, owned and operated by the next door Purple Oven bakeshop.  They offer both savory and sweet options for breakfast.  If the options aren't to your liking, you may purchase your breakfast from the bakeshop and have it served at Goffa.  You are assured that the items are freshly baked.  Coffee is good too.  I particularly loved the round ice ball that chilled my mocha.  Yeah, ang babaw, I know.  Typical serving s