Saturday, September 13, 2014
Time flies quickly and another lu'au happened. One of my favorite events of the year, the Hui Ilima Lu'au occurred this evening. We just got home from it. This year, though, they had a new venue in San Jose instead of Mountain View. The event was held inside IES Portuguese Hall in Santa Clara Street. And, this year, my parents-in-law, my sister-in-law, and stepkids accompanied me and my husband. It was one big happy family event.
I love the new venue. Lots of parking, because they allowed us to use the nearby church's parking lot. We did get in line early, and we had front row seat. Unfortunately, we were at the side instead of the middle. Still, we were closer to the stage compared to our last year's seats.
In the past, I mentioned that I was not a fan of Poi. However, someone told us this evening that it shouldn't be eaten by itself. It's partnered together with the Kahlua Pork. I tried it this time, and boy oh boy it was great. The saltiness of the Kahlua Pork blended well with the light sweetness of the pasty Poi. What a delight! They were both great together added in Steamed White Rice. Yum!
After dinner, the dance show commenced. Great performances! I adored the keikis (little girls) dancing Tahitian. I kept thinking, "Where did their spines go?" HaHa. They can shake it real good!
Hawaiian dance is fascinating and captivating. Hui Ilima's Lu'au is the closest thing to being in Hawaii. What a lovely culture to experience! Filipinos are considered Asian Pacific Islanders, that's why Hawaiian is somewhat close to my heart. I danced Tahitian when I was a little keiki myself. However, don't ask me to dance now, because I don't think I can do the grass skirt thing. LOL.
If you have no plans of going to Hawaii yet, but you are interested to experience a Lu'au, I highly recommend that you visit Hui Ilima's Lu'au next year. It's totally worth it. There are raffle prizes in store for you, too, aside from the magnificent food, the friendly hospitality of the members, and the excellent dance show. Someday, I'm positive I'd be visiting Hawaii, but for the meantime, this lu'au is my fix.
So, how's your Saturday evening?
Friday, September 12, 2014
Aside from school starting for the kids and American tackle football commencing, everything else is a blended smoothie. Yeah, I know, "Why the hell would everything be a blended smoothie?" It's my way of saying that everything is a mix. It's a smorgasbord of movie types: comedy, drama, action, adventure, and perhaps fantasy can be sprinkled on top of it. Just be glad there's no horror, murder mystery, or even zombies. Well, hopefully, not yet on the latter. Can you imagine zombies roaming around your neighborhood? Sheesh. Oh, sorry. I write too much metaphor.
Officially, I can say that my writing studies would soon say, "Adieu!" It's a matter of getting my final grading from my professor, and of course my certificate/diploma. So, more time for me to read books, write letters and blogs. Aside from that, I can now edit my novels and finally finish them. I'm still undecided whether to take the traditional route of publishing, or go all out indie and self-publish. Meh, I'll cross the bridge when I get there. My focus is to finish them first.
So, what's been going on? Lots of letters to reply to, but I'm getting caught up. My pile is down to 20+. HaHa. It used to be 30+, so that's quite an improvement. Lots of old pals dropped out from snail mailing due to postage costs. Some dropped out just because they want to. They didn't want to write anymore, maybe because they found some other things to focus on. Though, I don't think they should be considered authentic snail mailers. How can you drop it off? Creative stationeries, colorful pens, adorable stickers, remarkably designed washi tapes, crafty envelopes, magnificent postage stamps, and handwritten letters ... aaahhh! I can never imagine not being around those, especially when I'm a plannerholic. They're a part of me for life. Jot down this here, jot down this there, jot it down, jot it down, everywhere! LOL
Okay, I'm going to stop talking about snail mail. Let's talk about fitness and health. I've set up my everyday workout around 8pm or 8:30pm up to 9pm or 9:30pm. After sweating it all out, sleep drags me to bed. Well, after cleaning myself, that is. It's funny because after a good cardio and a sound sleep (thanks to my CPAP), I forget I have to go to work the next day. LOL. Actually, I forget to activate my alarm clock. I'm so forgetful, that I sometimes suspect that Alzheimer's is knocking at my door. I hope not! I'm not that old! HaHa!
It's that time of year when Filipinos play Christmas songs starting this month of September. It's a tradition I'll never forget. I grew up with it. This year, though, I haven't heard one single Christmas song. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Who knows? Music is music, and I do like Christmas songs. However, I'll admit that it gets a bit too much sometimes. I get watery eyes hearing some of the classics, especially Merry Christmas Darling by The Carpenters. When my husband and I were dating, we were apart during Christmas Eve. We did speak over the phone, and I sang that song to him while he was driving. I think, I made him cry. So, if I hear it now, I'm the one who gets teary-eyed.
Oh well ... At this point, I'd say that I'm comfortable with my blended smoothie. The flavor is right; the mix is quite acceptable. The temperature doesn't give me brain freeze, at least. It goes down smoothly without any issues at all. It's comfortable. Although, I know that someday, I need to pick up a different kind of flavor. Maybe, a totally different kind of drink. Bloody Mary, anyone?
How about you, what's been going on with you?
P.S. Thanks to my penpal Beth Sobel who is also a member of League of Extraordinary Penpal for creating my LEProfile Photo. Beth, you're awesome!
Thursday, August 21, 2014
A lot of Facebook users cried foul over the enforcement of the Facebook Messenger App (FBMA). According to Facebook, the only way to send messages to your friends now is to download the FBMA. Everybody who encountered this new rule complained and ranted. In fact, a lot of my co-workers talked about it in the office. I got sucked in.
I, myself, hopped on the bandwagon and uninstalled my Facebook Messenger App, because I thought it was ridiculous. However, after doing so, I researched why on earth I had to do it in the first place. (I know, I know. I should have researched first before uninstalling it.) Funny, I discovered something that made me install back the Facebook Messenger App. I took screen shots of my Samsung Galaxy S4 to have a clearer explanation.
I uninstalled Facebook and reinstalled it to capture its privacy wordings. Here's what it stated:
Afterwards, I installed back the FBMA so I could capture its sensational privacy wordings, which everybody hated. Here's the FBMA one:
Basically, all of us who complained and ranted against the FBMA's intrusive privacy wasted time and effort, because Facebook itself has the exact privacy wordings, if not more. We are all using Facebook. So, why are you complaining against the messenger when you have been under the same privacy for years?
I installed FBMA back. I have nothing to hide: no money in my bank to steal, no nude photos, no secrets, and no conspiracies brewing in my backyard. I don't want to be paranoid like others.
I need to stop hopping on those bandwagons. How about you?
Monday, August 18, 2014
Surprisingly, I would oppose a little to what I have written on the photo. There are people who deserve to be missed. The toxic ones. I express silent emotions toward them, and it is peaceful that way. For the others who matter, it's all out loud. I'm sure you get my point.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
It has been a great three-day weekend for me. I maximized time spent with my baby boy, Didin (he's not a baby anymore, but he's still my baby) and my entire heart-family.
My son and I watched a couple of movies (Guardians of the Galaxy and Lucy), and my dear husband and stepkids joined us for one (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles). We celebrated my son's birthday and he finally met his stepgrandparents (Lolo D and Lola B) as well as his step-auntie (Tita L). How fun!
The funnest part of the weekend was our Sky High trip. "Jump around, Jump around, Jump up, Jump up, and get down!"
I loved seeing all the kids bonding together. One big happy fam-bam!
How about you, how's your weekend?
Saturday, August 16, 2014
I'm addicted to live band music. In fact, any live band who performs, I'd watch. Of course, it depends on what song genre, too, but the main reason for me is my fascination towards all the musical instrument players. Creating and playing music is one of my frustrations. I did play (still trying to play) a musical instrument during my elementary and highschool years, and presently learning how to play the saxophone (that embouchure hurts so good! LOL). Unfortunately, I don't see myself doing it as a side job. For me, playing an instrument is a hobby I'd do when I need an escape from reality. *pouts* Sad, I know, but I don't like to perform. I prefer to watch more.
I'm more of a voyeur, that's why I could proudly say that I'm a groupie of my husband's saxophone-playing-skills. It doesn't mean I won't ever play, though. I'd still play a musical instrument, leisurely. I prefer capturing what I see than me being what's captured. That's where my love for photography enters. I love to take candid shots of every living thing I see, not looking at my camera. I miss my photography class days, especially our exhibit assignments. That's why I consider going to band gigs as a photography assignment. I get to take candid shots of a lot of people, pets, and all kinds of stuff. I don't consider myself as a pro. I'm not. I'm still a rookie who needs a lot of lessons about photography, tips on how to use my Nikon D5100, and lots of practice combining the two.
While I do my little practice on photography, I get to enjoy listening and watching live band music, and being with lovely friends. Here are photos that proved we had a fun Friday evening:
The crowd was unbelievably energetic. They made a conga line which made everybody go bonkers. Well, not in a bad way, but in a good dancing way. Full of pizzazz! Now, that should be present in every concert.
How about you, how was your Friday? Make it a point to rock!