My original purpose of this blog was to keep track of all of my "Things To Do" before my life expires. You know... stuff to do before you kick the bucket. Well people - here's my Bucket List or shall I say "Tabo" List. You only live once, so don't think twice. In addition to my "Tabo" List, you'll find me sharing how it's like to live the life of the wonderful share-bare. Happy Reading! ENJOY!

(inspired by the 2007 movie, The Bucket List )

1.) Pet a Tiger Cub
2.) Hold and Wrap a Snake Around Me
3.) Raise Money for a Good Cause

4.) Run a Half Marathon
5.) Run a Full Marathon

6.) Attend an Oprah Winfrey Show

7.) Meet Drew Barrymore in Person

8.) Go Dog Sledding in the Colorado Mountains
9.) Get Rock Hard Abs

10.) Write My Own Book and/or Sitcom

11.) Be in a Professional Photo Shoot
12.) Compete in a Bus Surfing Contest
13.) Step Inside of Grand Central Station in New York
14.) Cross the Golden Gate Bridge by Foot
15.) Adopt a dog named him Chaw-Lee <--I mean, Bam

16.) Learn to Swim so I Can be a Surfer Chick

17.) Enjoy a Special Brownie

18.) Hale Down a Yellow Cab
19.) Lie in a Hammock with Someone Special
20.) Apply for a Library Card
21.) Get a Black Belt in Kenpo Karate
22.) Get Kissed by a Hottie on New Year's (Strike of Midnight)

23.) Learn to be a Voice Over Artist
24.) Attend a Superbowl Game
25.) Sing the Song 'Killing Me Softly' at a Karaoke Bar
26.) Go Skinny Dipping

27.) Be on T.V.

28.) Go White Water Rafting in the American River
29.) Run up the "Rocky Steps" of the Philadelphia Museum of Art
30.) Marry Mr. Right

31.) Work Out So Hard That I Puke
32.) Go Stand Up Paddle Surfing (or Hoe he'e nalu) somewhere tropical

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Blah!G Hiatus

The end of 2009 is rapidly approaching.  Before the new year begins, I want to send my sincere apologies to all you fellow readers. I've been on hiatus on and off for far too long.  I'm pretty disappointed with the low number of blah-g posts this year.  I realized during my absence that gained an obsession taking random pics of myself with my black on black Canon camera. Speaking of which, I think I may have lost it!! OH NO! *anxiety attack!

[..I'm searching threw my big hobo bag at the moment....LIGHTBULB! It's in my Trailblazer...whew!]

I realize blah-gging is a better hobby than taking pics of myself. (See below for examples - LOL!)

Got sun burned at some water park in the Philippines
Family getting hair did (except for me) at some salon in the Philippines.

Me and my niece/god daughter Tates at Balingsasayaw

Waiting to have a yummy Jamaican lunch w/the 515 crew in Palo Alto

Aloha Festival @ the Presidio

L.A. Road Trip with Mads

Upside down pic outside of Medieval Times @ Buena Park

Grand Wilshire Hotel waiting for the valet

Sissy and I @ Vanessa/Angela Simmons' hangout, TART

Road Trip back to the Bay Area (my turn driving was dunzo)

Tate's and Janelle's 1st Giants Game!

Tates and I again on our way to Reno, NV!

I'm @ the Golden Nugget's Annual Rib Cook Off in Sparks, NV!

Mom & Son posing out of boredom @ El Dorado Hotel in Reno, NV
I'm not vain or anything. I just get bored and just sick of taking pics of landscape views, signs, random forms of matter. What's the point? They just get deleted during the Kodak Gallery uploading process. My family was beginning to think I'm obsessed with myself. 'There she goes again', they would say....  I never realized how many pics I took this year.  Above were just a few. 

Anyway, for Christmas, I thought I'd do it once again for old time's sake.

Merry Christmas!!

Me & Jen

Me & Tates

Me & Janelle

Me & M.A.

Me & Tito Boy

Me & Irene

Me & Joey

Me & Tito Steve

Me & E.J.

Me & M.J. (thx for the scarf cousin!)

Me & Mikey

Me & G.J.

Me & Jules

Me & Jess

Me & Tita Ester

Me & Nate

Me & Madre

Sick of me yet? I am! I'm done. I think some of these pics will be put to good use. My uncle said that he'd send them to the Philippines as an attempt to find a husband his beloved 30-something niece. I was so flattered that he was going to try and hook me up with at doctor. What! Thanks, Tito Boy. It seemed all too good to be true and that indeed it was. His wife later slipped that my uncle failed to mention that this doctor specialized in horses. WTF! A horse doctor?! Gotta be kidding me, right? Nope.

So back to blah-gging more often for the 2010. I'm so glad to be back. Have a safe and happy new year!

Viva! My Bam as stated on my Tabo List...if I were to get a dog, I'd name it Chaw-Lee. Unfortunately, that was not possible per my offspring, E.J. He decided to name him after some skateboard dude, Bam Margera. What's a mother to do? Why - let him choose the name of the our new yellow Labrador Retriever, of course.

Let's just hope having a family pet will keep him distracted from the puberty phase aka diggin' chicks. As a mother, I will do anything for him to keep away from adolescent blooming, NONblood-related estrogen.

Anyway, here is a pic of Bam the first day (09.20.09) we picked him up from the breeder from Grass Valley.

8 weeks old

Here's a pic of him at 16 weeks (12.25.09)


I don't normally wear jewelry but when I see them lying around my apartment, I simply throw it on. This morning, I see one lying on my nightstand. It was screaming out my name: "Wear me! Wear me!" It's one of the rings I purchased from Maui. I said OK to myself and put it on my right ring finger. It fell right off as I was walking. Oh no! Not's more like, "Oh Yes!" My fingers lost weight! Amazing. I've always wanted to rid away most the fat surrounding my phalanges. There's hope for me, still! =) OK - the happy moment has passed...

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Follow Up - The Gift by Jochen Gerz

Look who I found!! My buddy, Richie Rich from New Jersey. *giggles*
This post is kinda 6 months late. I was cleaning up drafts that lagged on publishing. This draft was created back in 8/7/09. Sorry for the procrastination. Oh well. I already notified him when I found his pictures in some Flickr gallery. It was quite hilarious. Pretty cool, huh? Not sure where the picture is being held hostage at though. Not sure where his girl April is at either.

If you're a new reader of my blah-g, here's the recap of how this all began: The Gift by Jochen Gerz

Monday, December 21, 2009


Initially, there was no way I was going to wear metal railroad tracks on my over-bitten, crooked teeth for the second time. Wearing those dreadful things was hell during my freshman and sophomore year of high school. I seriously regret not wearing my retainer after they removed them back in high school. I'm sure my mother despises me for it, too. Wasting her valuable funds when they could have been put into better use, such as, giving one of the other sisters a chance to experience life with perfectly aligned teeth. Sorry sisters. No one mentioned to me that my teeth would shift if I did not wear my retainer every night. For those who currently wear braces. Wear your freakin retainers, damnit!!!! Shifting teeth is no joke. I'm paying for it more than 15 years later. Because once again, I'm practically starting from scratch (minus the crooked gap and slanted left front tooth). The invisalign fitting and molding process was finally complete this past Saturday when I visited my orthodontist. Two months and four wisdom teeth removals later, it's hard to believe that they've finally arrived! My invisalign trays to be exact. I received my first tray out of eleven. If all goes well, I should be done with these suckers by Week 22! Crossing my fingers! Instructions: Wear 23 hours a day. Only remove when you are brushing your teeth or eating. I seriously don't remember him mentioning the 23 hour part to me during the past 2 months. Selective hearing must have kicked in. Anyway, I have two dilemmas: 1.) My orthodontist, Dr. Chan failed to mention was that I would be carrying what you call a lisp for freakin six months! Unbelievable. They seriously should include this important factor in the fine print. Better yet, during the initial consultation! And 2.) No more snacking. It's such a hassle having to remove these trays you might as well call transparent dentures every time I want to pop something satiating into my mouth. I've already donated my bag of chocolate Hershey's kisses to Jay-Jay at work. It was so hard! Sometimes, you just have to let go of things you love most-snacking on sugar frequently. Talk about a chocolate addict's sacrifice! It's too bad I can't turn back. I've paid for half of the cost already. Seriously, people - be careful what you wish for. Maybe metal railroad tracks would've been a better option, yeah? Either way, I feel like a geek. Let's hope these six months go by extremely fast. That and I hope I'm not required to do any public speaking any time soon.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Cute Auditor Dude: Series Finale

Bad news everybody. I lost my chance with the Cute Auditor Dude. He has returned yet again for another one of his audits. Grrr walks into my cubicle this morning to share me the oh so glorious and happy news. He tells me that Cute Auditor Dude was planning on proposing to his girlfriend last night after work. I guess, he must have been so anxious that he had to share his news with his client's employee. Really?? Not a friend, Not a co-worker...just some random dude. WTF! Can I say, a little bit too excited there?? He probably had to share it with everyone and their mama. Why he cared not to share with me, I will never know. I must have scared him away with my many not so discreet ways of expressing my slight crush on him. Not my fault - Blame it on Leo and Jay-Jay. I hear him right now as I'm typing this quick post. Ew. He sounds so happy. I've never heard him speak so much in my life (OK, I'm exaggerating. Maybe within the last 2 years) The chick must have said yes....UGH! Oh well...I mean I wasn't like having this stalkerish crush on him. He was cute and that was it. I don't even like his voice. He handed me my bank reconciliation the other day. He only spoke of, "Here's your bank rec". Can I say rude? He didn't even bother to acknowledge my name. Hello! My name plate is posted right out of my cubicle. He might of as well threw the bank rec folder in my face. But whatever...moving on!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Toothbrush Curse - The Saga!

Anyway, two blah-g posts ago, I've discussed how the roles have turned.... A couple months ago, I went out on a date with a certain someone. He kicked my ass at bowling. Afterward, our stomachs were grumbling so we ended up grubbing on some good home-style Mexican food via take out. I invited him over to hang out, eat, watch television. I let him use my bathroom and then all of a sudden, he says he needed to go home and "study" for his Anatomy test or something like that rather. Inside my head I'm like - Ummm, it's a Friday. There is no school on Saturdays, are there?? I immediately recalled recent conversations we had that the test was actually on the following Thursday. I refused to think that this dude was some sort of an overachiever geek kind of man. Why the heck is he leaving so early? Oh well. I let him go his merrily way out of my apartment. I really didn't think much of it. No big deal, right? We'll kick again in a few days.... That so did not happen. As a matter of fact, I did not hear from him in like a week and that is straight odd. I even text'd him to say "hi" but no reply back. Then, things started to bug the living crap out of me. I know I didn't do anything wrong! So being the super thinker that I am, I had to back track and analyze the entire situation, which took a few days by the way. About 9 days later, I get up for work, shower, and do my normal routine. As I'm brushing my teeth, I take a quick glance at my toothbrush holder which is in need of some cleaning. (I hate seeing specs dried up white toothpaste on it). *DOUBLE TAKE!* Light bulb! What normally should be an empty toothbrush holder is definitely not. There's one toothbrush in my mouth and another one occupying a space on my toothbrush holder!! TWO toothbrushes!!!??'s just my younger sister's toothbrush. She sleeps over from time to time. Moving on.... [Flashback mode] But then, I immediately thought of the Richmond apartment incident and was like: Did he make the same assumption I made years ago? Did my date from more than a week ago think I've had another male other than him, as a frequent slumber party member? *wink-wink* Was this the reason why he left so abruptly? Was this the reason why I never got a call back for weeks? Am I thinking too much into the situation? Well you do have to take in account that this is the same person that I accidentally text'd a while back my address, as well as, saying I'd leave to the door unlocked. So that's the story. Whatever the case may be, it's kinda obvious that single people can be a tad bit overly precarious. Or maybe I'm just speaking for myself and perhaps him even. No one wants to be played. But at the same time, we all need to learn that it's very very bad thing to make assumptions and place judgement right away. I guess karma got back at me. Lesson learned: No matter the situation, it's always safe to just simply ask, right? ....right. It eliminates a whole lot of work wondering... Just ask. Updated 12/18/09: I take back the "Just Ask" comment. After thinking about it. It's really none of our damn business unless you are exclusively dating that particular person. I suppose it just going to remain left unsaid. Here's my revised advice: Just Move On! <-----aaah I feel much better! And for the record, it was never the same between dude and I. He moved on....and oh I did, too!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Library Card on Hold

This is mainly the reason why I will NOT try to re-apply for a library card. I guess I should hold off on it for a while....probably for the rest of my life. p.s. Ling M. - please give me back the Madonna book you borrowed from the Daly City Public libary with my library card....I'm begging you....

Monday, November 30, 2009

Toothbrush Curse

I've been guilty of this in the past. Inspecting the opposite sex's bathroom. Whom you are potentially dating in particular. In my case, this happened almost 3 years ago. A while ago, a mutual friend decides to introduce me to a guitarist from a local Bay Area rock band. I admit when we first met (which was on a double/blind date), he was a super Irish hottie. Couple weeks later, we decide to go out for dinner. Afterwards, we decided to chill and hang out at his new 1 bedroom apartment in Richmond. I used his bathroom and low and behold not only do I see a blue toothbrush, I also see a PINK one. immediate thought - someone's been having a slumber party with another chick. This is totally some type of groupie love. Conclusion - it's time to act suave, find an excuse to leave his crib, walk away, and never EVER turn back. It's quite normal for any chick to make that assumption, right? I mean as an individual, we always try to avoid getting hurt or better yet - gettin' played! Anyway, the roles have turned. [To Be Continued...]

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Stepping Stone

So, I finally get it….
I always wondered why…that immediately after a guy dates me, they then meet their freakin’ soul mate. I finally get it. I’m like the chick that gives them a clue how wonderful it is to be in a relationship. Just don’t date me, right?!?! UGH! Like, do I really have something on my forehead that says:

“You are going to marry the next chick you meet after me so don’t waste your time with me any longer. Drop ME motherfucker….LIKE, NOW!”
If that is true, then crap….my life is sooo dunzo. I might as well just transform into a freakin’ doormat, stepping stone, or whatever you want to call it. Like seriously, I did not sign up for this job. I’m not the booster upper for any guy to jump over the fence from single-hood to lifetime commitment.  Jump your own fences gosh darnit! I QUIT!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


6 hours later, I just realized that today is a holiday - Veterans Day. I don't say this very often, but thanks mom for the enlightening moment during our telephone call (...minus the laughing and mocking at me part) So, tell me why did I call my son's school to report his absence on a holiday!? Duh! There's no school today! I might as well have called on a Saturday! Ugh! I'm so embarrassed right now. I left such a lovely voice mail on the school office's answering machine, too. I made sure I enunciated my full name as well as my son's full name. Oh d-d-dear....I would do anything in the world if I can just delete it. I guess, the bright side of it all is that it's E.J.'s last year in grade school. The dull side, I'm sure some admins are gonna get a kick out hearing my mortifying message come tomorrow.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #10 - Part Duece

Yup. There's actually a continuation to this ranDUMB moment #10 of mine. Too much of a coincidence so I had to share with you all. That and Jay Jay is demanding I put myself on blast. I'm used to looking a fool so what the heck. Later that evening, I kindly texted my older sissy for a favor. I had to be at work by 7:15am the following morning so I asked if she could come over to my apartment and bring the kids to school for me. She said sure. She's so reliable it sometimes disgusts me because it makes me look like "the undependable lazy slacker" of the siblings. Anyway, being the highly over cautious big sissy she is, she decides to text me again:
"So be there by 7. Call me if you change ur mind. Bet ur not going to wake up early."
Gotta love these confirmation texts I get from her...*sigh* Without my usual sarcasm, I kept my text reply nice and simple:
"I will. I'm up by 620. I'll leave the door unlocked"
Immediately after that, I go about my own business. I check up on my meatloaf which is in the oven, eat dinner once it's ready, after that - watch television, etc. Unknowingly, I leave my phone in my room. An hour later, I realize it and retrieve my cell phonefrom my bedroom. I then continue to lay my potato on the couch. I noticed I got another text message. Ah, must be big sissy again, I thought. I check. Nope! Apparently, ranDUMB moment #10 was not exactly done with me. I get a text from the same dude I had inadvertently texted my home address to:
"U sent this text to the wrong man again"
Whatta day! Lovely. By this time, I was so fed up with trying to explain myself to him. Minutes later, I do anyways. I had to. My conscience told me to. Last thing I want in this world is to be falsely accused of being a slore. I'm not...really...I'M REALLY NOT! Can someone tell me why does this always happen to me?

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

share-bare's ranDUMB Moment #10

Text and Talk - There are many moments where I'm able to multitask. I love efficiency. It can be very easy depending on the situation. Sometimes, I feel I should be a little bit more careful and cautious. With that said - I learned to never trust myself with texting and talking at the same time. Why? Well earlier today my girlfriend, Linds texts me:
"Share, what's ur addy? I 4got 2 give u Eli's gift last sat"
At the same time, JayJay comes to my cubicle and starts talking his usual trash to me about me! Today, he claims I'm the Paula Abdul of the department? WTF?! Anyway, I try to tune him out. I begin to text away my home address and then hit send on my touchscreen cell phone. (I hate the LG Xenon, by the way). After the send is complete, I'm prompted to my Recent Message screen. For some reason, the top shows a name other than my girlfriend, Linds. Careless mistake right? but....OMG! What did I just do?! Well, apparently, I had just ranDUMBly texted a male friend my home address. LOL! Pretty embarrassing, right? My immediate thoughts were 1.) He must think I normally just have random dudes come over my house, and 2.) I hope he doesn't think I'm hinting him to come over my place tonight, 3.) Please don't think I'm some kinda slore (as the Kardashian sisters would say) I quickly rushed to fix the previous text that was sent by error. As I'm sitting at my desk, I'm impatiently waiting for his reply. Approximately 10 minutes later I get a text from him:
Dude: Hmmmm? =? Me: I knew you were gonna think that! Dude: LOL think what? Me: I'm not txting random dudes my address if that's what ur thinking. Dude: LOL i was thinking u were giving me the address so I can come over ;)
Only me...this would only happen to me... *sigh*

Monday, October 5, 2009

Typhool Relief Drive

Hi fellow readers,
Hopefully, you're all caught up with your current events. If not - shame on you. Anyway, just wanted to spread the word that my lil sissy is currently holding a donation drive for the flood victims of the Philippines affected by the terrible typhoon which occured over a week ago.
Where: Little Quiapo Asian Grocery, Pacifica, CA When: October 3rd - 10th, 2009 between 11am - 9pm
Let's open our hearts and lend a helping hand. Anything you can donate would be greatly appreciated! Thanks!

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Once You Go Black....

...(Berry that is), You Can't Go Back!
This is one huge mistake I've done about a month ago. My AT&T contract expired which made me eligible for a whole lotta discounts! Note to self: Turn in my $50.00 mail-in rebate ASAP!
Anyhow, I decided to listen to a friend about getting a 3G phone to fit in with the technology world and got a freakin' LG Xenon. BIG MISTAKE! I want my BlackBerry!

Saturday, October 3, 2009


"That's nomadic...", he says. Not exactly. Well....not anymore, let's just hope.
Wow - have I really moved NINE times in a matter of ELEVEN years??!! So I thought about it with the help of my ten-key calculator that brings my average of requesting a change of address from the USPS to every 14 months. It actually equates to 14 months and approximately 20 days if you want to be more precise. I feel a little bit better about about the extra days, but I guess no one is counting but me. YIKES! It is quite nomadic.

Friday, September 11, 2009

My Lil Turtle

11 years ago at exactly 3:22am, God gave me the bestest gift in the world. Happy Birthday E.J.! Mommy loves you! Awe look at you!!!
[And....this is what happens when Mommy embarrasses him - HOW CUTE!!]

Thursday, September 10, 2009

One Day....

I'm a total sucker for true love amongst the elderly. I admire couples that have shared so many decades together and yet are still so very happy. It's very rare nowadays. Being able to witness gray-haired couples holding hands out in public after more than 50 years of marriage is simple joy for me. Even though they are strangers to me, I feel touched with their happiness as if it was a contagious disease minus the negativity and the deadliness. As odd as it may seem, the feeling I get just channels complete bliss for me. Now that's LOVE! One day, I too hope I will be just as blessed with a husband that I can tolerate and who will put up with me. Seriously, though. To find genuine true love is a gift that no one should ever let go nor take for granted. Once you read this article, your heart will just melt. Makes you just want to spread love everywhere!

A stranger with a metal detector recovers the wedding ring of a couple married 68 years

My favorite love quote by far: "If you promise yourself to someone, that's for life."- Mary Marzec
May your love continue to shine Mr. & Mrs. Marzec! =)

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Puke Smiley

This might sound entirely ridiculous but I recently got into an argument with Mr. Wrong #19. It was not via telephone nor in person like regular people date do. It was worse – via Yahoo! Messenger. Unbelievable, right? What in the world am I thinking?! How could I have possibly let some dude get to me via Instant Messenger. Anyway, he ended our chat w/a freaking puke smiley! And that smiley made my cry. For the record – rarely, does any sad movie make me cry…I guess I’m a big lame-o.  Gotta love my life….

p.s. Mr. Wrong #19 and I are still not in speaking terms…..AND chat terms!  (damn you technology)

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Dear sharebare,

Dear sharebare,

I hope you start to realize that you are indeed an idiot. After years of battling the dating scene, finally a guy got under your skin and broke you down by speaking the truth. It’s very true about truth being extremely hurtful. It comes in all shapes and sizes, including people you thought actually cared for you.

After today is a start of a new beginning. He was right, sharebare. You are what you think. Don’t ever try to put yourself down ever again. Please remember to love yourself before you offer love onto others. So what if you thought he was “The One”! There’s no excuse for the degrading behavior you have witnessed earlier today from this pig. Don’t let people make you feel less of a person. Move on to bigger and greater things. Put the focus back on your life and your son. Do what makes you happy. You still have my permission to explore what’s out there but please, leave your pants on this time around at least for year or so.  Take your time. Love is not a race. Being thirty means nothing but gaining wonderful memories and learning from bad experiences. Most importantly – think positive.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

It Pays to Be Healthy

Back by popular demand - Chicken Adobo for dinner! Kids, I tell yah...they don't seem to like change. Seriously, again?! But since they love my food, I guess I shall. After work, I headed over to Ranch 99. I think I'm getting the hang of going the Asian market.'s more of an Chinese supermarket chain. Good enough for me! It's the next best thing to "real" Asian grocery stores. You know what I mean?? For example, it's nothing like Manila Oriental of Daly City. And it definitely beats the Marina Market in San Mateo (<---still kind of traumatized by the flying Tilapia fish experience). Anyways, I never realized how much cheaper raw chicken meat is at the Asian grocery store. Sorry Foster Farms! I used to love you, but you are far too expensive especially with how the economy is today. Speaking of cost - did you know that it costs more to buy boneless AND skinless chicken thighs? Like, you can save an average of $2.00 if you purchase it with the skin! Unbelievable! I guess it pays to be healthy. The family loves them some skin. There's not that much harm in that, right? I got myself a good deal. For some reason a tray of drumettes cost about $4.00 more than a tray full of (8) large chicken drumsticks with skin! That's right fellas! I paid an whopping $2.38 on EIGHT drumsticks! It totally made my day. It's too bad that the lady behind me at the checkout line decided to have the cashier ring her okra and ginger to my incredibly cheap bill. The thrill of a bargain was lost for a quick second. $10.83 for drumsticks, chicken thighs, and a white onion?! That couldn't be right! I guess cashier dude and I were overly distracted by the FC newbee and tried to help her locate the nearest post office. It's all good though, it only took me 5 minutes to get a refund - $4.66 to be exact! Life is good!

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Brownie Points

I had the most interesting conversation last night with Sean. Topics of conversation included the following: 1.) The advantages of living in a home with high ceilings 2.) How difficult it is to work on a ratio system 3.) Regrets of ordering the clam chowder at Red Lobster 4.) Being on the same page, but not really being on the same page 5.) How we totally decided to fractionate (<---is that even a word?) - what he ate vs. what I ate LOL! Good Times....I seriously haven't laughed so hard in a long time. Kudos! Or even better - that night deserved brownie points. Thanks Dude!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Dealing with Chafing

Can I just say - this moment in time totally sucks. Last night, I kicked off my on and off again marathon training. I jogged 6 miles along the Bay Trail. It was a nice evening so of course, I thought I'd let my legs feel the warmth of the sun by wearing some shorts. Well that it did...and them some! Yesterday marked the first time I've ever experienced the thing you call - chafing (in between my thighs). I never expected this to ever happen to me. Plus, it's not on my Tabo List! It just goes to show that the circumference of my thighs have increased. Muscle mass perhaps? I surely hope it's not FAT! Anyway, I was too lazy to look up a cure for my chafe. It was extremely irritant and painful, too. I just slept it off. It's now the morning after and the feeling has not got any better. I still haven't got any treatment for it. I guess, I'll have to take a trip to Walgreens for some Vaseline Jelly or something. Walking is not fun today. JayJay's recommendation for me: Get Leaner Legs. Thanks alot! =( Oh! And addition to that, I get my first foot blister. UGH! This is what I get taking a 2 week break from my training. I will definitely no longer repeat the same mistake twice. I think I'm being punished. Boo for me. NO more shorts for me, that's for sure!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009


A few months ago, I vacationed in the Philippines for two weeks. My most invigorating experience there was when my son and I did the zipline in Tagaytay. It was heart pounding but well worth it especially sharing this once in a lifetime experience side by side with E.J.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Burnt Popcorn

Random thought (this blah-g post originated on April 13th but was not posted until today): Only in my office could the subject of burnt popcorn somehow lead to the topics of
  1. dating outside your race then to 
  2. dating my co-workers brother whom I happen to have went to high school with then to
  3. dating a married man then to
  4. dating your best friend. 
What a debate. I think I've ruined my reputation that has been entirely false to begin with.

Clarification: I DO NOT, I repeat, I DO NOT date married men! LOL! Get it straight!

Monday, May 18, 2009

Chicken Adobo

I'm not exactly Suzy homemaker but I really want to be able to make home-cooked meals for my son. Growing up, Madz rarely cooked my sisters and I Filipino dishes. Americanized me only got to learn how to make meatloaf and mashed potatoes. I was only was able to enjoy and taste the Philippines cuisine at family parties or at Filipino restaurants. Pretty sad, huh? A few of my faves are sinigang, menudo, caldereta, and of course adobo. I also recently discovered lechon kawali thanks to my girls, Joyce and Rho. I totally love it with that brown sauce. I think a dude named Thomas invented it or something. Anyway, a few times in the past I've attempted to cook adobo. Basic ingredients consisted of chicken, garlic, soy sauce, and vinegar. Sadly, all previous attempts failed. Initially, it seemed like an easy recipe to start off with, right? I'd always thought, I can never go wrong with this dish. Yeah right. Every single time, the taste of my wannabe adobo became more distant to the real flavor like how my mama used to cook it back in my grade school days. You wonder why? Well first of all, I don't really like cooking animals with bones so I pretty much go for the chicken breasts. I later realized that is so not the way to go. I also recently realized that you can't use Heinz vinegar nor Kikkoman terriyaki soy sauce. It's gotta be Datu Puti brand! If I don't have it then I might as well not even bother. So today, I went to Safeway to buy some Foster Farms chicken with bones. Yes, I was in an adventurous mode. I guess there's a first time for everything. My plan was to make it for the family tomorrow. Guess what I made today though? Yup...Meatloaf! LOL! So after I cooked my famous meatloaf, I decided to go online and look up the good old fashioned recipe of chicken adobo. I found a YouTube video. Yay! I viewed it and was like, if this non-Filipino dude can cook it, then so can I damnit! p.s. He puts me and MA to shame with his Tagalog speaking. =/ Way to go Travis!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Safety Comes First

Eureka! I got it! I'm not necessarily lazy as many people I know tell me (repetitively). I realized this while attempting to iron my eggplant Banana Republic silk blouse this glorious, warm, sunny morning. Yup! I ironed. But the awareness set in when I burned the top of my hand while ironing. It still hurts. =( Conclusion: Although, I can't put my silk blouse in the dryer. I will start utilizing the dryer AGAIN for other allowed clothing particles to release the evil wrinkles. Irons just burn you. Safety comes first! Laziness second!

Friday, April 10, 2009

Tweety Bird

I've been boycotting Twitter for a while now. I refuse to drown myself further in the Internet world. All of us over overly consumed and reliable on this form of technology. Am I right? Here I am, joining one application after the next. So when there was so much buzz going on with Twitter everywhere, I decided I would stop at that and not go through with it. Strangely this morning I clicked on a link that took me to some one's Twitter page. It asked me to log in. I wanted to double check that I did not blindly join these lame-o club so I logged in. Ummm...then....I saw my account! WTF? When did I sign up?! LOL! Was I sleep-browsing the web? I swear I don't' remember. So I go to my friend to vent away:
share-bare: ok this is funny....remember how i refused to join twitter?
rolsbee: ok
share-bare: ummm, why do i have an acct? LMAO
rolsbee: u told me already. cuz u didn't want anyone to take ur name
share-bare: oooooooooooh!thx!
rolsbee: u just remembered? u had one
share-bare: short term memory strikes again!!! dun dun DUN!
OK, well maybe that's the case but I really have this theory that the Internet is slowly ruining my memory trail. It's destructing the neurons of my brain which in turn is making me dumb and frequently forgetful. How else would the Internet world get business from me? Isn't that what googling is all about. Maybe aliens are really slowly taking over the entire universe. Yup - that must be it. Their secret weapon is the Internet. I'm telling you people. Be careful! I'm a victim and you're NEXT! I swear, one day we all will become the Truman Show (<-- A WHOLE OTHER STORY. Let's not talk about my concerns with that right now)! [getting goose bumps]. In the meantime, I'll keep my Twitter account active because I do not want anyone to take my user name! I'll stick to being a Blogger frog. I will just not utilize Twitter. I'll be the loner tweety bird of Twitter. I will not follow nor will have anyone follow me nor chirp/tweet (or whatever you wanna call it). I want to be recognized as the only Twitter member that does not tweet. How's that? Am I still considered a boy cotter of Twitter? =/

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Men in Black

Remember this movie? Remember how the flashing pen-like thingy erased certain memories out of peoples brains? Would you want access to that thingy like Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jone's character? My peoples - you'll might never have to experience the "Walk of Shame" the morning after any longer. Because, apparently the Men in Black crew is taking time off from saving our Planet Earth from invasion of aliens (or filming another sequel) and trying to make it available in the non-movie/real life world. Are you ready to find out how you can erase your most traumatic memories? I personally would like to erase any visions of the alien species out of my brain (special thanks to Unsolved Mysteries for introducing that fear to me when I was a young child). Who wants to be the guinea pig and give a shot?

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The Gift by Jochen Gerz

What did I get myself into? Obviously, I had no idea. A couple months ago, my friend from New Jersey, Richie Rich calls me for a favor. He wanted me to go to SFMOMA (San Francisco Museum of Modern Arts) the following day to pick a couple framed photographs of him and his girlfriend. He wanted to surprise his girlfriend with the photographs. Well, I agreed and said I'd do it for him because I thought it was really sweet what he was trying to do. Anything for love, at least I thought. The exhibition called Art of Participation: 1950 to Now debuted on November 8, 2008. February 8, 2009 was the closing day of this exhibition. One of the exhibits I was there for was The Gift by Jochen Gerz. So, at the beginning of the exhibition, guests of the museum were invited to have their photographs taken which were later displayed as part of the exhibit. They took photos of exactly 2,000 people. Pretty interesting, right? So as the last day of the exhibition, Jochen Gerz invited all those that participated to come to the closing event and retrieve their black and white portrait. So...I get to SFMOMA at approximately 1pm. I was surround by strangers. I was people watching (my favorite hobby by the way). I was ear hustling, too. My envision of this art exhibit was far from. There were no portraits hung up on a wall like any museum would most likely do. All I saw was a bunch of random non-celebrity looking people standing in a line that wrapped around The Schwab room. I felt like I was in 2 hour line for a roller coaster ride. The line was extremely long but it wasn't more than a half hour wait. So, as I approach closer and closer to the start of the line, I caught myself listening in on a few conversations. First, I was listening in on a conversation between two young females employees of The Gift exhibit. Female #1 explains to Female #2 how exciting this is for her. Female #2 replies to Female #1 and adds in how it would be nice if she witnessed two people finding love. I'm like, WTF?!' Umm, aren't we just picking up framed photographs? Did they not receive the memo? Minutes later, there was a cameraman taking footage of everyone in line. I notice that everyone who already received their free portrait, wasn't even their portrait. For a second, I thought, hmmm...they must be just like me: picking it up for a friend. But, I only witnessed one, yes ONE young man coming out of the crowd with his own portrait. I started getting suspicious. Is there something that I'm not aware of? Should I call Richie Rich? Then there was another interview of an older man and older woman. At first, I thought they were friends. Then later, as I listened in more...they were just two people whom stood next to each other while in line. When they got to receive their individual portrait, the man received the woman's and not his. The older man was sharing his thoughts about the exhibit to the cameraman stating it felt like "serendipity". Then he tells the cameraman that him and the woman made plans for dinner. I'm like, 'Huh? You mean like a date??' I accidentally said aloud (but thought I said it in my head), "I'm lost" to myself and my neighbor looked at me and laughed. She said, "You don't get it?". Then she explained to me that the artist purposely gave the older man a portrait other than his which turned out to be the portrait of the woman he was standing next to. "Aaaah..", I said. But in reality, I still didn't get it and I did not want to admit it to the person that was trying to explain it to me. Why would Gerz do that? I was finally up front claiming the frame pictures of my friend and his girlfriend. I gave Richie Rich's name to the worker. She drew a line to cross him out. I gave another name (Richie Rich's girlfriend) and she did the same. The strange thing was she didn't even tell the other employee to look for those two names. In my head, I'm like umm, don't you need that information to get to the right portrait? The line moved fast and the next thing I knew I was standing right beside Jochen Gerz, himself. He looked at me and he looked at my paper which only contained a handwritten 'x2'. I'm assuming that meant, I get two portraits. He turned over a random frame face up and it was so not my friend's picture nor his girlfriend. It was a Caucasian lady! Sorry, to break it to you, Mr. Gerz but my friend and his girlfriend are Asian. Filipino to be exact. I was speechless and still lost!! He says..."Look at her. She looks scared doesn't she?". "Ummm...I guess so", I said. "It seems as though she's hiding some kind of secret. I guess you have to try and figure it out, huh." I took the framed portrait from him thinking that maybe I got this my mistake. "OK...thanks", I said. He goes on and says "OK...let's see the next". He turns over another framed portrait and once again it's another Caucasian lady. "Oh look at that! You get two women!". I smiled, took it from his hands. With the two huge portraits in hand, I walked away grinning with no hesitation. This must be some type of art fad. A practical joke for normal sane people. A joke that only true artists will understand and appreciate. I'm out of here, I thought. I quickly avoided the cameraman fearing that he would corner me and asked what I thought of this entire exhibit. Then a Light bulb moment flashes before my eyes!! I finally got it!! It wasn't until I was about to claim my friend's framed pictured that I realized - The 2,000 pictures weren't the exhibit. It was all the people that were standing in line!!!! For as long it it took me to finally get it, that certainly was the BIG twist to this art exhibit. Good thing about this entire ordeal was that I was not the only one who had the impression that people would get back recognizable photographs.
So here is my completed assignment as promised, Mr. Jochen Gerz. I've took home your "gift" and now have published it for the whole world to see world to see. You asked me to figure out what's their story was. You told me to read into them and figure out their thoughts. That I did. Both of the pictures I received seemed very lonely and displaced in this world. My guess is that they were unhappy and waiting for someone to cheer them up. I attempted to do so by taking them outdoors to enjoy the sun with my god daughter/niece. I hope they cheered up after our little outing. If not, I tried. Check out other photos from the "THE GIFT" gallery on Flickr: p.s. Richie Rich, maybe you'll find your photos here one day. That's if everyone else did their homework like me!