My prime-time life revolves around blogs, blogging, and bloggers, merely because I am a blogger.

1. The Philippine Blogger Awards, Inc.

Voted to head the 2008 Philippine Blog Awards, it was one of my duties to register a non-stock, non-proft corporate entity for the Philippine Blog Awards. It’s easier to get sponsors if we show a legal entity. Now, I thought it’d be easy to get a legal name but no…The Security Exchange Commission (SEC) database on corporate names rejected the word “blog” because it is close to “Bldg”. I tried “Blogging” or was it “Bloggers” and it got rejected because it was close to “logging”. Much as we wanted Philippine Blog Awards, Inc, we settled for Philippine Blogger Awards, Inc. Just when I could breathe a sigh of relief, the SEC Examiner questioned the purpose of the corporation (“To hold an annual awards ceremony that recognizes excellence and diversity in blogging”) What is blogging?” Darn, I didn’t bring my macbook so I could show her what a blog is. She asked “is it food?” As I started to explain blogging, she got even more confused. We continued to discuss about blogs and it was at this point the SEC head of that division passed by and overheard the word “blogging”.

The boss said to the examiner, “Remember that TV show where they were talking about libel in blogs because of Brian Gorrell? Approve the papers”. Brian Gorell saved my day.

2. Political Bloggers

I am not a political blogger but my husband occasionally blogs on politics so I tagged along to dinner with a few political bloggers. I love listening to politics from great minds like Manolo, bloggers from FilipinoVoices.com, Juned and Ria.

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My stage mother years is one of my most treasured moments with my little girls. Those were the days when the mother in me dreamt of their future. The stage mother years span from the time L was a precocious 4 year old painist till her early teens. From then on, my role was relegated to a part-time stage mother when they had random performances here and there. I call myself retired because I don’t fuss like a mother hen like in the good old days.

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My daughter used to tell me that I am so boring. I don’t take risks. I am not adventurous. Have some fun, Mom. Loosen a bit. Enjoy Life. Laugh more. This conversation happened four years ago. I didn’t know any better then. Our children teach us so many valuable insights, right?

Right, this is life. This is not a funeral service. Have some fun in it. Participate. Experiment. Take a risk. Be spontaneous. I shouldn’t be too concerned about doing it right or doing the appropriate thing. I laugh a lot now. I love jokes. I laugh at the witty articles written by the Man blog. I snicker at my husband’s corny jokes.

But wait. There are boundaries to laughter and having fun.

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Edit – April 26I am not happy that the segment producer did not ask permission for a reenactment of Luijoe’s death in a swimming pool. They even got a kid that had a similar face to Luijoe. Dramatic effect pa kasi…eh blogging in a cemetery was enough for me to satisfy their production values. Other than that, the episode was good.

Here I am in a cemetery, with a TV crew. A GMA 7 show wants to feature bloggers for this Saturday (Thanks to Brian Gorrell for the hype on blogs these days). Why should I do this? I asked the producer. It’s not normal routine to blog in a cemetery. Yeah sure, it’s better than a reenactment which is a definite no-no for me. Sure, I bring flowers, candles and my small chair but blogging? Never tried it but yes, I do bring my macbook everywhere with me. But the producer is persuasive, “Maybe you might consider blogging here”.

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It’s a glorious sunday morning. The empty nest will be back to a full house. M will soon fly in from a vacation in Singapore. Lauren is expected to be back from an overnight beach trip from Zambales. So it’s just me and my hubby. Butch and I enjoyed our quiet morning with a hearty breakfast just a few hours ago. For the first time, I ditched my usual caffeine fix from brewed coffee. I wanted something different.

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