Tuesday, December 27, 2005


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Taken at 6:30 in the morning, on Dec. 22nd. I woke up to the beauty of the sunrise and immediately got my camera to take a shot. This was taken from the balcony of my bedroom overlooking the valley of Saint Claire.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Rush Job

I did a rush job on a few Holiday cards for friends and family. My husband bugged me about it Friday morning, so I started working on it that afternoon. I have to do all of them by hand, as my printer is out of color cartridges, and I just don't want to bother going out to buy one. I figured I would make a dozen cards with a simple design. The thought is what matters, I say. Everything was done by hand...so it's a labor of love...as they say.

I have an 18" x 24" sheet of white ingres drawing paper and I cut it up to the size that would fit a number 10 envelope; and I was able to make 20 cards from it. Each card has a different


message in it. The design is of mixed media. I have only a few tubes of watercolor and some acrylic paint. For green and purple I used watercolor; acrylic for red and yellow; marker for brown (tree branch); roller pen for the message. They are all set and tomorrow ready for mailing...it may be late, but better than never.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Just Around the Corner

Christmas is fast approaching, and I haven't done any shopping...at all. Christmas tree? Ha! I don't know. I would perhaps do the same thing--decorate my wall with Christmas decorations and trimmings in the shape of a tree. I've done it for 3 consecutive Christmases and no one has complained. The only problem with that is my wall is getting a beating with staple wire holes. And presents won't be under this tree, for the simple reason that there's no under, since it's not a tree at all. What should I call it then? A faux Christmas tree? There's faux finish (for walls); faux fur coat, so faux Christmas tree would be appropriate.

Sometimes I feel like I wouldn't want to celebrate Christmas anymore. Then at the last minute I run to a store and grab presents for my family and friends. I design cards for far away friends and relatives, but I haven't the time to sit down and do it. And sometimes the idea doesn't come to me until...the last minute. I wonder why it usually comes at the last minute. Strange...sometimes I sit and nothing comes--my light bulb does not turn on. Perhaps, I need more fuel, like...food, to crank my brain and turn on the light.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Getting Better....

I've been feeling much better, my back pain have diminished since Wednesday. I noticed that when I'm up and about; busy puttering around the house: preparing dinner, cleaning and doing other household chores I don't feel so much pain. The Icy Hot helped ease it away in just a couple of days. It seemed to be more effective than Salonpas, the other one I used the first time I had back pain.

Our house guests went down south to San Diego via Amtrak to meet other relatives; and they are to go to Sea World and have another exciting day there. Yesterday they were at Universal Studios; they got home tired, but it was evident they had fun, especially the 7-year-old boy who went right to sleep; he didn't even have dinner anymore.

They have quite a schedule: Monday, the 5th - was a trip to Disneyland; the next day to California Adventures; Wednesday - to Hollywood and down the Hollywood Walk of Fame. So in a span of a few days they would have covered most of the attractions here in Southern California.

We are full house when they are here, and I enjoy their company. It's the first time I've met my husband's cousin and niece and I've bonded with them instantly. The two boys are well-behaved. Matthew, the 9-year old, help set up the table; he's a good helper.

At this time, late afternoon, it's so quiet here at home. They'll be back late Sunday afternoon and then head north to Oakland the next day, Monday.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Oh, pain...

My back gave in yesterday morning—perfect timing; just when we have house guests. My husband and I picked them up from the airport last Saturday; and Sunday he took them--3 adults and 2 children--down to Long Beach to stay overnight at a relative's place. From there they were to be taken to Disneyland, which is the main attraction, beside Universal Studios, here in Los Angeles. If tourists have not gone to Disneyland or Universal Studios, they have not gone to Los Angeles at all.

Here I am in front of my pc trying my best to sit straight, so when I stand up I wouldn’t be in excruciating pain. The very first time I had back pain was last October, and this is my second time. I was praying yesterday morning that it would not develop to this one—again. But it had.

Our guests would be back here tonight, and I’ve pre-prepared some food last Monday. That would be less work for me; and less strain on my back. I wonder how I would fair next Monday when they head north to visit other relatives. I would have to drive, since one car would not be enough for them and their baggage. We would drive them to the bus station, which would be an easier and less expensive commute for them.

I pray that by Monday, my back would be a lot better.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Some People...really.

This afternoon, while my husband and I were at the mall, I excused myself and I went to the restroom. I found an empty stall and went in and pushed the barrel bolt to lock myself in. While I was there sitting, someone pulled the door open (apparently, the bolt didn't lock). I looked up and she looked down at me; then she walked to the next stall. She didn't push the door back to close it and didn't even say excuse me or I'm sorry. I have to try to reach the door, while in a sitting position to close it. Some people really! At least she could've pushed the door back...even if she didn't say excuse me. She must've been one of those effin *!%^#$* people who have no manners.

Friday, November 25, 2005


Here I go...this is me.
Just doodling and this is what came out. I got pretty close...real close to what I look like. Eyeglasses have been imbedded on my face. I've been nearsighted since I was 13 years old. I tried contacts for a while, but finally, I didn't want to bother with it anymore. All I need is to plunk my other 2 eyes and I go. I still could walk around without my glasses, but I wouldn't be able to know if a person who's coming is smiling at me or not. I could pretty much tell who he/she is by his/her silhouette. One thing I couldn't do without them is drive.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Just Wondering

Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing here, I mean, why I'm blogging. I'm not a writer; I'm not good in composition and my grammar sucks. My syntax...ugh...they are...whatever. My past, or my present doesn't get along; would've, could've--whatever. Now is this where I put a period, a comma, a semi-colon or a colon. But one thing, I think, I'm good at--spelling. Was it spelling? My memory is fading and sometimes my spelling is affected.

I think, I know why I'm here. I'm being sucked by the vortex of the spinning blogosphere. Everyone, almost everyone--old, young, writer or not are being carried by the eddying winds of this sphere...and away we all go. So, perhaps, I'm going with the flow to nowhere, to wherever and write anything...whatever comes to mind.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Practice work

Oil on 8" x 10" canvas...about 6 years old--one of my practice works. The painting goes all the way to the sides of the canvas, which is about an inch thick. I didn't take a picture of it showing the sides...and unfortunately I don't have this painting anymore. Someone bought it. .

Friday, November 04, 2005

Through My Eyes

These verses were written as a response to someone's poem.

Through the Eyes of a Daughter

I've seen my mother's sad eyes;
I've heard her every sigh.
All through my childhood days;
All through my grown up ways.

I saw the pain in her face;
I saw it nights and days.
Came he one day from nowhere
I'm home, he said, this stranger.

This gallant philanderer--
My mother's tormentor--
The man I called father,
She prepared him dinner.

He, I've never known
No love for him has ever grown
All through the time I needed him
He was away with another woman.

Years ago he passed away,
Some tears I did shed
He was after all...my father.


Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Filing Cabinet

I have documents, essays, photos and some verses--unfinished and finished--saved in my word folder, but they were all devoured by an SOV when it attacked my PC. I've been told so many times by my husband to save them in a flash drive or iomega, but I, always the procrastinator me, never listened. So I thought perhaps, I'd save them here. Some of them are news clips or recipes I've saved, and these sometimes just clutter my desk. Everybody can see them here, but there's no harm in letting the public see some good recipes or news clips or essays I've saved.

Here's a recipe from SCV's Home and Garden Magazine. I've never tried it, but I'm saving the recipe for that time when I feel like it.

Hearty Mexican Bean Soup

2 tablespoon butter
1/4 cup chopped red onion
2 carrots, diced
2 medium zucchini, cubed
1 can (17 oz.) spicy pinto beans
1 can (14 1/2 oz.) chicken broth
1 whole cooked chicken breast, diced

Melt butter in soup pot and saute onion, carrots and zucchini until tender (6 to 8 minutes.)

Add remaining ingredients and simmer 10 minutes.
Serve with your choice of toppings.

Toppings such as sour cream, chopped cilantro, green onion, diced avocado or grated cheese add a finishing touch.


  • Clean a vase: to remove a stain from the bottom of a glass vase or cruet, fill with water and drop in two Alka-Seltzer tablets.
  • Unclog steam iron. Pour equal amounts of vinegar and water into the iron's water chamber. Turn to steam and leave the iron on for 5 minutes in an upright position. Then unplug and allow to cool. Any loose particles should come out when you empty the water.
  • Ants, ants, ants everywhere...Well, they are said to never cross a chalk line. So get your chalk out and dra a line on the floor or wherever ants end to march.
  • Remove decals. Brush with a couple of coats of vinegar. Allow to soak in. Wash off.
  • Freshen cut flowers. Add 2 tablespoons vinegar and 1 teaspoon sugar for each quart of water.
  • Polish jewelry: drop two Alka-Seltzer tablets into a glass of water and immerse the jewelry for two minutes.
  • Clean eyeglasses. Wipe each lens with a drop of vinegar.
  • To remove old self stick shelf paper quickly and easily, simply run a warm iron over the paper and it will peel right off.

Now I can toss the magazine in the recycle bin...one less clutter on my desk.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

In The Beginning....

This blog was created, but there's nothing, just an empty space. Like the desert...only sand dunes, mirage and oasis. It must be wonderful, if we can start our life over again with a clean slate...just like this empty space. I wonder if we would commit the same mistakes we have done in the past. We would perhaps, if we would wake up from a coma and regain our consciousness. Just wondering.........