Cebu: the Best Place for the Best Day of 2014

First StopFrom the printed and online invitations to the email reminders a month and a few weeks before 7-7-14, Carissa Villacorta and Ryan Songalia knew how to build up excitement and expectation for their “Best Day Ever.” And boy, did they deliver!

July 6: As soon as we arrived in Cebu, we were greeted by members of the bride’s family, who gave us awesome “welcome bags” (very thoughtful of them to include a few first-aid items for those “you-never-know” moments, along with the goodies). Then we were whisked off to our hotels in several white vans marked with the CVRS logo.

We were able to join Day 2 of the Wedding Weekend. Our first stop: The Chocolate Chamber by Ralfe Gourmet. On the way, we joined the tour bus and was treated to songs handpicked by the bride, for our listening pleasure. The ride allowed us to meet and bond with the couple’s family and other friends.



So the senator thinks getting a mugshot is just like one of his photo-shoots. Stealing from the people he swore to serve, and still he smiles as if everything is okay. I am angered by the “special treatment” criminals with money get in jails that we pay for (thanks for the insightful post, Heckler). There should be a way for us, the People, to tell the government where we want our money to go: “Please do not use this tax that we paid, to feed criminals in jail for plunder and graft cases.” Napoles and her cohorts stole P10 Billion. That’s like P100 from every Filipino. There are many of us who earn only P100/day, and stealing that means these hardworking Filipinos and their families go hungry. Meantime, this Ramon (I cannot call him senator anymore, he has lost the title “Honorable Gentleman” already) and his cohorts enjoy three meals or more a day from the taxpayers’ pockets. How do they sleep at night?


Feeling nagfo-photoshoot pa ang lelong.

A Day for Abba

Early yesterday morning, Choco Boy whispered to me, “Mom, can you teach me how to use Final Cut so I can make a video for Daddy?” His face was so serious I had to hug him first. Then I suggested that because he’s in a hurry, he can use Keynote since he already figured out how to use that on his own (a couple of weeks ago I voiced out my concern to him that he’s spending too much time on the iPad. In response, he made a Keynote presentation of Photosynthesis to prove to me that: 1. He’s not just using the iPad for games and 2. He’s paying attention to our lessons after all). (more…)

Why am I happy to be Filipino?

There are so many reasons why I thank God I’m Filipino. But I’m narrowing it down to my top 10, in no particular order:

1. Pinoy Music. Some critics say we don’t have a distinct sound. I say that IS our sound: we take the best (and sometimes a little of the worst, too) from music all over the world in order to create the right blend that for the most part, only Pinoys are able to understand and enjoy. Foreigners sometimes ask me to translate a Filipino version/cover of a popular song that makes us laugh, but a lot of things get lost in translation. Come to think of it, music is so ingrained in the Filipino psyche that it permeates every aspect of Pinoy life: like it or not, almost every thing has a “theme song” to accompany it. (more…)

Month Of Mother

Hi Mom. Before the last few hours of May fly by, I just wanted to say: I miss you. Again.

Almost all the important milestones in your life happened in May (birth, baptism, marriage, death) — which is why we call May your month, as each day in it reminds us of you. On top of that, we your children could never escape all the mall decorations, supermarket promos and advertisements that capitalize on the power of “Mother”. I exhale slowly every time I see one, hoping that as I release the air, some of the pain of missing you escapes with it. Thankfully, your grandkids come to the rescue each time, with a hug or kiss meant just for their mom. (more…)


When we aim for the standard of Christ, God helps us: “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” (Matthew 19:26)

Help me, Lord, so that when it comes to critiquing myself (my outlook, attitudes and behavior), I will not give up and resign into thinking that the standards of men are enough. Help me to do better or more than what is expected of me, especially in matters of love, hope and faith.

May those around me see more of You, and less of me.