Tagaytay

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.

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!

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!

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!

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? =/ http://twitter.com/sharebare