Besides stuffing my face with the yumminess that was Thanksgiving, my time has been spent at work, at the gym, or waiting at home to get ready for work or the gym.
What have YOU been up to? I want to know all your juicy details.
11.27.2009
Alive and well
Hello friends! See? I am alive and well. This picture was taken yesterday at Thanksgiving. I am trying out a new face pose by not showing any teeth; it seems to lessen the overwhelming presence of my cheeks. I am also sporting new eyeglasses--rimless. What do you think? My sister says I don't look as mean, my aunt says I don't look like regular Boo, my zumba instructor loves the new look, but the general consensus is that you can see more of my face, which is a good thing, right? ALL THESE MIXED MESSAGES!
Besides stuffing my face with the yumminess that was Thanksgiving, my time has been spent at work, at the gym, or waiting at home to get ready for work or the gym.
What have YOU been up to? I want to know all your juicy details.
Besides stuffing my face with the yumminess that was Thanksgiving, my time has been spent at work, at the gym, or waiting at home to get ready for work or the gym.
What have YOU been up to? I want to know all your juicy details.
9.04.2009
That's marketing ... 101
I can appreciate the humor in this commercial, but why does it always have to be the scruffy guy representing the competition?
Things like this have the opposite effect on me.
8.11.2009
Weekend with the kiddies
I took Khayleb and Emma to the county library to join the summer reading program. Emma was infatuated with this boardful of magnetic letters and numbers. THEY GET A HARMONICA when they complete the program. Yay, I'm all for exposure to instruments! To their parents: you're welcome in advance!
Next up was the playground where they filled in between their toes with sand. The hour or so we spent there cemented the fact that Emma is indeed blunt and unafraid. After pushing her on the swing for MANY minutes, I tried the vacant (adult-size) seat out myself. She loudly exclaimed, "Auntie Boo, you're going to break it!" It meaning the steel, concrete-enforced swing set that was planted firmly into the almost impenetrable ground. DAMN, THIS GIRL! Emma also doesn't hold back in asking fellow playground visitors, "Excuse me, are you done?" At least she's considerate. And besides, how can you say no to this face?!
Khayleb, oh, Khayleb. My best little guy is digging a hole to get to China, it appears. (He's got some Chinese blood in him, so it makes sense.) Khayleb is at an age where he gets my humor and giggles and looks at me like: omg, Auntie Boo, did you just say that?! And then giggles some more. He's growing up quickly (even though WTH; he looks so tiny in this picture), and I just want to hoist him on my back to take with me everywhere I go. Everywhere I go.
Of course, their pre-dinner with Auntie Boo was ice cream! Emma's order was "pink" ice cream. Khayleb, as shown by his brown, sweet face cream, opted for Rocky Road.
Other activities included an intimate "British" tea party with Emma. SpongeBob and iCarly TV time because I DO have restroom needs. Also, Khayleb and I played Chongka'.
What you don't see captured here is two bambinos jumping on my bed and yelling, "My mom doesn't make us jump on the bed!" And then there's laughter and glee as they fling off my bed and onto the futon on the floor where apparently, they are trying to master their "karate moves" and frog stance. And omg, Auntie Boo, did you just jump on your own bed and jump on the futon?! Do it again, come on!
What you don't see captured in a picture here is just how much joy and appreciation I have for these two kids. Sure, my back hurts from carrying a certain someone because her "legs hurt," but mostly it's because I'm lifting her to nuzzle her yummy neck, and sure, Khayleb asks me hard questions that I should know the answers to but don't. I am drained the day after they sleep over, but damn you, damn you, it was wonderful having them.
Next up was the playground where they filled in between their toes with sand. The hour or so we spent there cemented the fact that Emma is indeed blunt and unafraid. After pushing her on the swing for MANY minutes, I tried the vacant (adult-size) seat out myself. She loudly exclaimed, "Auntie Boo, you're going to break it!" It meaning the steel, concrete-enforced swing set that was planted firmly into the almost impenetrable ground. DAMN, THIS GIRL! Emma also doesn't hold back in asking fellow playground visitors, "Excuse me, are you done?" At least she's considerate. And besides, how can you say no to this face?!
Khayleb, oh, Khayleb. My best little guy is digging a hole to get to China, it appears. (He's got some Chinese blood in him, so it makes sense.) Khayleb is at an age where he gets my humor and giggles and looks at me like: omg, Auntie Boo, did you just say that?! And then giggles some more. He's growing up quickly (even though WTH; he looks so tiny in this picture), and I just want to hoist him on my back to take with me everywhere I go. Everywhere I go.
Of course, their pre-dinner with Auntie Boo was ice cream! Emma's order was "pink" ice cream. Khayleb, as shown by his brown, sweet face cream, opted for Rocky Road.
Other activities included an intimate "British" tea party with Emma. SpongeBob and iCarly TV time because I DO have restroom needs. Also, Khayleb and I played Chongka'.
What you don't see captured here is two bambinos jumping on my bed and yelling, "My mom doesn't make us jump on the bed!" And then there's laughter and glee as they fling off my bed and onto the futon on the floor where apparently, they are trying to master their "karate moves" and frog stance. And omg, Auntie Boo, did you just jump on your own bed and jump on the futon?! Do it again, come on!
What you don't see captured in a picture here is just how much joy and appreciation I have for these two kids. Sure, my back hurts from carrying a certain someone because her "legs hurt," but mostly it's because I'm lifting her to nuzzle her yummy neck, and sure, Khayleb asks me hard questions that I should know the answers to but don't. I am drained the day after they sleep over, but damn you, damn you, it was wonderful having them.
7.18.2009
Two Guam queens
Miss Earth Guam 2009, Malou Santos, was a very good sport about me mimicking her pose. On Wednesday, I met her at the Guam Liberation Day celebration in DC, which is celebrated here one week earlier than Guam.
It's always so nice to meet people from Guam here in DC. I do get homesick once in a while if not for the food, blue skies, and blue waters, but for the people. There are levels of humor that only people from Guam get. There are behaviors that only we understand. There are intonations that are meaningful.
Guam will always be home. And damn, we are a beautiful people. We should all wear tiaras.
7.09.2009
Almost 35
So tomorrow I turn 35 years old. [Hey, pick up your jaw.]
I'm trying to think of something profound to share in this post, but all I can think of describing is how good my life is right now. I am happy. The j.o.b. is the best j.o.b. I've had. Almost all my family is close by. And best of all, I feel healthier than I've ever felt before.
So tomorrow I'm going to celebrate my birthday with my family by having a fabulous dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. Then we're going cosmic bowling. Perhaps I can show them all the dance moves I learned at Zumba. (Oh, yeeeah.)
And then.
I'm going to extend my birthday to Saturday by watching Bruno at the theater.
I know; I'm so WILD. ;)
Special thanks to you, 34.
I'm trying to think of something profound to share in this post, but all I can think of describing is how good my life is right now. I am happy. The j.o.b. is the best j.o.b. I've had. Almost all my family is close by. And best of all, I feel healthier than I've ever felt before.
So tomorrow I'm going to celebrate my birthday with my family by having a fabulous dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. Then we're going cosmic bowling. Perhaps I can show them all the dance moves I learned at Zumba. (Oh, yeeeah.)
And then.
I'm going to extend my birthday to Saturday by watching Bruno at the theater.
I know; I'm so WILD. ;)
Special thanks to you, 34.
7.04.2009
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