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It has been awhile since I last dipped in the pool. Yesterday, the pool was clean and looked inviting. I also had nothing better to do. I changed into my swimsuit and plunged into the pool. I was trying to remember the strokes I took almost 10 years ago. I guess I had too much fun because I stayed in the water too long. Now, I am nursing a cold and occasional coughs. My voice is a little raspy. My throat, a little sore. I thought I was doing myself some good. I can't come down with anything!!!! There are invitations to give out and giveaways to pick up.

Di naman ako kinilig sa kanila . But, I'm glad that they've decided to settle down after all these years. I admit, I do find their timing dubious. Vic even said that it was like a marriage of convenience, for both of them. I understand that it is very difficult to organize a wedding as large scale as theirs, considering that they're both public figures. I also understand that they have to welcome the public to their gathering. From an outsider, it looked like a circus. At a time like this, one would want this most special event to be solemn and perfect. I'd imagine that one would want to focus on her groom and not be distracted by the number of people who attended the wedding. About canceling the reception, I think it is a convenient way of limiting the reception to the closest family and friends. After everything that has happened, I wish them well.

Yesterday, the husband took a day off from work to accompany me to the land of Divi. I planned to get prizes for Javi's birthday. Vic wanted to buy stuff for the home. Right after breakfast, we trooped to Divi and searched for Anding's toy store. I got a lot of prizes, plus some decors for the Halloween Party. It was pretty difficult to look for Backyardigans items. So, I just settled for the farm animals and other non-farm-related toys. I got shirts for the boys. Even Vic got something for himself. I ended up not getting anything for myself. Vic urged me to get Christmas decors already. But since I had no theme in mind, it was difficult to weed through the variety of decors and colors in front of me. We decided not to get anything yet. After a quick lunch, we went to the nearby Soler/Alonzo Streets. We were looking for light fixtures for the part we're expanding and for the living area. We must've gone through every store in search of the one that's cl...

We're celebrating Javi's party in less than two weeks and I have nothing to wear!!! Other than that, almost everything is ready for the party. Hmm ...except for the cake pala ! The giveaways are ready and will be picked up tomorrow. The menu has been settled and the venue is also booked. I just have to distribute the rest of the invitations and try to get confirmation from the invited guests. I'll also have to finalize the order of the program. At this point, I am thinking that I may not have carried out the theme to the fullest. I just don't see any point wasting more money on tarps, additional balloons and standees. Other than those concerns, I have no more worries about the party. I just hope Javi will enjoy whatever we've planned for him.

This afternoon, as I was waiting for my lunch, I received a text message from Johann's former nanny. She was asking about him and about Javi . We exchanged several messages then came a reply, " Di pala katulad ni Johann, naglalakad na nun nag-birthday." That ticked me off. I set her straight that Javi is just like Johann at that stage. I got the feeling that she is proud of her alaga and is taking credit for her alaga's achievements. As a parent, I try not to compare my two kids. Every time I feel it creeping into my head, I remind myself that each child is different and develops differently. I know, it is easy for observers to succumb to comparison. Sometimes, I know, it can't be helped. As a parent, I want my kids to be their best selves. Their best may not be better than others'. Nevertheless, I'd be a proud mom because they did their best. Comparing achievements often lead to sibling rivalry or jealousy or a misplaced sense of competit...

In the few PRP episodes I've seen, I noticed that there's one judge who stands out. She doesn't sugar-coat her words. Like Simon Cowell, she is not afraid to speak her mind. She takes her title to heart with her constructive criticism. Because of that, she raises the bar. Her high level of standards forces the contenders to outdo their previous work. I wonder where she got her work ethics. Her work discipline is so refreshing in an industry where almost everything is ruled by artistic license. I am seeing Magis in action. Opus Dei ka ba? Or pinalaki ka lang na ganyan ng magulang mo? Or nakilala mo din si Lolo Joel sa isang bahagi ng buhay mo?

I agreed to meet with Mother in Magallanes this afternoon. That was before I was told (by Vic) that it was still part of Makati and that I couldn't bring my car. We figured, the quickest and most convenient way was to take the MRT. I got on the Shaw station, through Shangri-la mall. The train ride was pleasant. The AC was very cool and there weren't too many people crowding in the train cars. After one station, I got to sit down. I decided to get off at the Magallanes station. I didn't know I had to walk that far, to our meeting place, at noon. I crossed EDSA through a foot bridge. There was no shade along the sidewalks of Magallanes. I forgot to bring a fan, a hankie and an umbrella. Needless to say, I know I looked ngarag. I felt it. I also felt the dirt clinging to my sweaty skin. Ewww talaga. On my way back, I rode the cab to the Buendia MRT station. I no longer had the strength to walk back from Paseo de M to the MRT station. The heat was unbearable. Be...