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Being an 80s child & why today’s youth never had it so good brings back sweet memories of my youth. Hence, I’ve come up with my own version of the 70’s child. (yes I am that old. High School in 1970 and college in 1974). We didn’t have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X boxes, video games Read More →


I am such a sucker for keeping a memory box of my children’s art work , writings, anecdotes or their milestones since they were toddlers. I bought a treasure box for each of my children to hold all of these memories. One of my favorites are the childhood anecdotes that I kept in my memory Read More →


Taken on the stage of Sinulog 1985 celebration The cries of Pit Senyor rings in the air right now as Cebu’s Sinulog celebration heats up. Sinulog holds treasured memories of the two loves of my life: My dad and my husband. Twenty nine years ago , I first attended it with my then fiance. A Read More →

If there is anything my daughters (especially my eldest girl) cannot imagine is a young and wild me. True, I was once young (still young), a 105 pound slim and anti-social girl who’d rather pour over her school text books than gallivant around with her roommates or officemates. I never considered myself “wild” , not Read More →

Updated: I posted this 7 years ago and thought of bringing it back in the light of Erap’s recent campaign bid for Mayor of Manila. Enjoy! April 12, 2006: With the start of Joseph Estrada’s plunder trial , the Erap jokes are back again in circulation: Jinggoy: dad, kita madadalaw ngayon. May urine test ako Read More →