It's a Beautiful World

It's been a while since I last posted a blog on this site. I think I can say the past two months were the busiest time of the year for me. I had a daughter who graduated from college, a business deal that was closed, correspondence done on time, estimates submitted, and calls and emails that were done. Now, I can enjoy the eerieness of the night, look back, and relax. It is 1:23 in the morning and I still cannot fall asleep. My thoughts are miles and miles away, thinking wether my daughter and my son were able to get tickets to Boracay, a supposedly pristine beach, south of Manila. This trip is her graduation gift from her dad. He brought her to Singapore-Malaysia-Indonesia last week and they just got back to Manila. The trip to Boracay is her next stop before she returns to SF and leave for Sydney to join the rest of the delegates from USF to attend a youth conference. On top of my dining table were the baking paraphernalia which I prepared earlier, in case I get the mo

Dom Perignon Cheese and Crackers Sans Rival   Lengua

Click on the URL below to hear the recording that resonated around the world: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCdZwitrNoY Thank you, Marissa E. for emailing me about Logan Henderson, a 12-yr old cowboy from Nebraska.

free yourself from any entrapments that can stop you from living a full and joyful life forgive those that you think have done you wrong instead have mercy and pray for them so that they can be enlightened do not dwell in the past no matter how bad anyone has wronged you you must release yourself by forgiving rely on your own strength to survive in this world for that's the one you can call your own your parents' fortune is not yours to claim you have to build your own nest out of hard work and determination focus on no other but your future invest your time in education for there is no short cut to success live simply and spend only within your means draw a line between wants and needs save and secure your senior years for we do not want to burden anyone not even our children they too have their own life to take care of teach your children not by preaching live your life as a model for them to follow you will be

If you have been following my blog, you will notice a name change in my title. Why? Because I no longer feel the former title, "Autobioblog: My Journey Through Life" is what my blogging is all about. The new name, "One Day At A Time", closely depicts my struggles as a person, a mother, a grandma, a caregiver, a businesswoman, a mentor, a CCD Teacher, a minister, a blogger, a million and one roles I have to play, multi-tasking in my fast-paced life. Sometimes, I wonder how I have managed to do all the things I had to do, juggle my time between trying to do work, supervise my children and sometimes my granddaughter, follow-up with my customers, talk to suppliers, bring my cars for change-oil, repairs, and maintenance, and still manage to cook a freshly cooked meal for my children. Life is such a great challenge. I learned in time that if I wanted to stay on top of things, I should take one day at a time.

Today was a hectic day figuring out the symmetrical aesthetics of my client's not so perfect wall and how the chosen custom silken drape be made from the manufacturer's point of view. It must have taken hours before the custom rep from the workroom and I came to a solution, after which I told myself I needed a break. I needed to go somewhere where I could lay my eyes to feast on, so off to the Japanese grocery store in San Mateo I went. I had planned weeks ago to have a Sushi Night Dinner for my family and I have also written down the ingredients for the recipes which I wanted to make. The drive to San Mateo took me about 25 minutes along El Camino Real (the old highway), the route I prefer to take rather than taking the freeways. I just want to take it easy driving leisurely. Parking was easy as I was able to find parking right in front of the store. But, there was a parking meter with a sign that says 25 minutes of parking only. Oh well, maybe it won't take me that