Monday, October 13, 2008

Philly is still slammin'!!!

Once in a lifetime you get to really meet people that have influenced your life and you get to thank them, tell them how much they've meant to you and pay homage to them. This weekend, it happened.

We went to see the BoyzIIMen concert at Cache Creek Indian Gaming Casino in Brooks, CA. We saw them in April of 2007 and we were dazzled then. I'm still in a daze about the whole thing.

The concert was amazing, though the crowd wasn't as electrified as the first time we saw them, if you're a fan, you're a fan, you know? They sang all the favorites, songs off of their new Motown album, and entertained completely.

At the end of the concert, we all decided,

on a whim really, to do the meet-n-greet and after we paid the new entry, got a chance to meet our idols individually. The wife told them how much she'd admired them the 18 years of their career and how my 5-year old knows all of their songs, I told them how much of an influence they've made in my life and how much I've loved their music the whole 18 years I've known them. Everyone else paid their tributes and the Boyz were all gracious. That impressed the hell out of me, how much they love us fans and were pretty accommodating.

I can't wait for their next concert. Next time, we do the meet and greet, I'm asking for autographs on my original CD!

Thursday, October 09, 2008

..there needs to be a better way...to show I'm grateful...

...2 DAYS AND COUNTING...BoyzIIMen in Concert, here we come!

Since seeing them live in 2007, then finding out that their back in Cache Creek, I can't wait to see the magnificent men of BoyzIIMen again. To say I'm excited is an understatement. I just can't wait. BoyzIIMen are in my car 24/7 until the concert. ;oP

Friday, October 03, 2008

DAMMIT I'm exhausted!

My, this has been a crazy end of summer/early fall!

Per my previous post, Jake started kindergarten and I'm pleased to report that he is "Star of the Week" this week. He's been in school a month already and yes, it is still way too fast for Daddy. We're scheduling, can you believe it, parent-teacher conferences already!

I'm really proud of our little Jake. He's never really woken up for school in a bad mood. He loves school, loves his teacher, but hates doing homework. We cry, we throw a fit, we get angry and if not for positive reinforcement from Mama and Daddy, we don't get it done. He's a perfectionist and while we're working on writing our letters, if his "o's" aren't perfect, he's frustrated.

The Summer Olympics made be, once again, proud of being American. I loved EVERY MINUTE of it, from opening (can you believe the things these Chinese did???) to the closing ceremonies. The only thing I hated was the insomnia...albeit self induced. Go Phelps.

The rest of this past August-September has been a blur of business at work and home with few if any weekends spent doing nothing. Our wonderful superdog Louie lost his manhood, wifey finished her stint as juror #1, it's supposed to finally rain tonight, and I've been my father's son watching these pre-election maneuverings like a hawk. Go Obama/Biden 08.

Work has been hectic as we're finally done with the first payroll of the school year. We're ramping up work on our assignment monitoring which, hopefully will make things easier on us in the future...right now though, we're in the middle of inputting and coding and what not...and I didn't get no degree in computer science!

We've gone camping with friends, found a new Filipino food spot near home, birthdayed with our siblings, and pretty much just had fun with each other. I'm loving life.

On the home front, we're finally setting into the life of parents to a kindergartener and that's not bad at all. Right now, life is good. Busy, but good.

Things have changed in my head these last couple of months and I think it's all good. I read Randy Pausch's Last Lecture (he's the Carnegie Mellon professor who recently died of pancreatic cancer) and it's had quite an affect on me. If you haven't read it, it's pretty inspiring. You can find the lecture on youtube or read it at CarnegieMellon.edu For the first time in a long time I'm...content, it's almost zen.

2 days until the 49er game (thanks B-I-L)

1 week until the BoyzIIMen concert

2 weeks until our Mendocino Weekend

4 weeks until Halloween

Happy Spookings to all.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

How the Time Flies

It's done. His first day will be over in 20 minutes and I am both proud and anxious, exhausted and happy for him. Kindergarten for him was a big deal and he's passed with flying colors. His mom and I on the other hand...

I was okay for his first day. I was prepared for today. Last night, on the other hand, I lost it...I was a mess. I spent some time alone with him putting him down finally for sleep when memories of him in my arms as an infant and toddler, swaying him to sleep, caring for him when he would throw up in bed as a baby, checking in on him, teaching him songs and making him laugh in the car.

His Mama was a mess today after we dropped him off. In the car driving away from the school and at Starbucks over coffee and chocolate croissants. Time has certainly flown by way too fast for us.

He's ready. We know he is. We're pretty proud of the job we've done to bring him up properly the past four years. He's bright, inquisitive, has a great sense of humor and sense of self, he's caring and loving and very much the young man we're hoping he will be.

In a few minutes, he'll be done with his first day and I can't wait to get off for lunch to see him and ask him how his day went. Papa and Grandma will be there with the wife to greet him and I know he'll have so much to say, but won't tell us too much.

I want so much for him to stay a little boy, but know that time does not stop for anybody and I just have to grow right along with him. It hurts to know that I can't protect him and shield him like I used to. He's learning independence and he needs to learn it. I know in time I'll eventually drop my guard. The one thing I can trust though is that he will always and forever be my son and my best bud and I couldn't ask for more, nor would I want to.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

It's about growing up...

What happened to my little boy? When did he get all grown up on me and his Mama?

Maybe it's that he's gearing up for Kindergarten, but I'm feeling a little blue about my Jakey-Wakey getting ready for real school. Where did the time go? Seems like only yesterday when we welcomed him into the world and into our family, novice parents as we were. I know we've done a good job with him. He's caring, smart, friendly and has a wonderful sense of humor. You can see that all he wants is to either impress us or make us laugh, sometimes both.

Much like a baby bird learning to fly, he's learning to spread his wings and find himself in the world while his Mama and I, well, mostly I still want to hold him tight and keep him for as long as I can.

I tell him that even when he's old and gray and has grandbabies of his own he will still be my baby. That's will always hold true, I believe.

His mom gave me a wonderful gift of memories this past Fathers' Day and we took a great family trip to the happiest place on earth just a few weeks ago and all of the memories of putting him to sleep each night, playing with him, singing songs to him, teaching him about the world, about life, about being a man has got me feeling so many things lately. I'm sad that time has passed us by so quickly. I'm proud of the boy he is and the man he is becoming. I love him as a father should, and love him more because of who he is. I see so much of me in him it's scary! I find myself feeling the same feelings I felt meeting him for the first time in the hospital, holding him, scared about what we were about to embark on, scared about how fragile he still was and how unjaded he still is about the world and how I could protect him from everything as any father would.

All I can say is that Mama and Daddy love you so much. So many other people love you and care about you. And though we may not always be there beside you, we're always here to hold your hand and guide you, to make things easier for you and to show you that there is still so much good in the world when sometimes all you see is bad. We're proud of you, Jake. Just take your time and don't grow up to fast. Mama and Daddy need time to catch up. Well, I don't know about Mama, but Daddy needs time to catch up.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Recap...

So it's been a couple of weeks since I've blogged and I'm happy to say thinks have been picking up. We're four days away from our Disneyland Vacation and it couldn't come any sooner. Jake's so excited -- I think wifey and I are too -- that he's finally tall enough to go on more of the "big boy" rides. We've actually sat down with a map of the resort trying to figure out what he really wants to go on.

At work, we just finished our monitoring for this school year and it's been a pretty frenetic pace. The state has been wanting more and more detailed information and it's been a task to get into the nuts and bolts of the audit. I'm just so super glad it's done.

Home life has been pretty normal -- of sorts -- if you consider who we are. We've been S L O W L Y working on the side yard and it has been quite fun when we've had a chance to go back there.

Jake got his kindergarten shots. He was great during the shots (he got 5!), but was a lot less of a "big boy" when it came to the band aids that covered them. I can't believe he's on his way to kindergarten. It seems like only yesterday I was swaying him to sleep, trying to not fall asleep myself. He's been testing a few boundaries lately, not listening to his mom or me so well, there was a major blow up about his room yesterday, but in the end, he's still our lovable, huggable, "Ki-wakes" and we love him so. This week he's on restriction from TV until our Disney weekend.

This weekend was my in-laws 3? anniversary (I know which one it is, I'm just not divulging). It was fun and we had great food and company. This was followed by my nephews' (Joseph and Elijah's) birthday party. Again, it was a pool party and again IT WAS COLD! But did that keep us from swimming? Hell no! My niece, Jake and I still managed a few minutes of pool time before heading to my sister's house for the Pacquiao fight. It was a good one!

Wifey had a bad day the last couple of days and I'm going to keep it at that for fear of retribution (I love you, Dear!) I really felt for her. Nothing was going right. But, as will all things, the weekend ended on a great note with our dearest friends and we were able to laugh the bad stuff away.

Now it's a countdown, we're trying to get the house clean and the laundry done in time for our departure. Jake's got a graduation on Thursday and then we're driving up to my parents' house where Louie will vacay (he seems to have fun up there with Chelsea and Sammy, my parents' dogs) while we are in Disneyland.

Have a great week people. Let's hope it goes by quick!

Monday, June 16, 2008

Father's Day Post-Mortem

It's almost 9AM on the Monday after Fathers' Day and I am heartwarmed and thankful. On Saturday we cleaned house (we're still not done) after neglecting it for what feels like months and I've already gone through buckets of dust, dirt and grime. In the evening, we went up to my parents' house to celebrate with Dad. Great tri-tip! It was fun also being able to bond with the new addition to the family, my nephew Evan. We got home late that evening, spending the night in the living room.

The following morning, the two pounce on me greeting me with a loud Happy Fathers' Day. From Jake, I get a SIGG bottle that's pretty cool in design -- like I picked it out myself -- and a Gap vest which, may I add, I am sporting today. I get a card from Louie Lou and from the wife I get a card with a promise of a Wii Fit once she can get her hands on one. I also got a DVD she made for me filled with pictures of us and of me and Jake and I have to say it brought me to tears.

I'm thankful for a wife who loves me unconditionally, who understands me, who makes me incredibly happy and who I just love hanging out with. I'm thankful for a son who indulges Daddy with hugs and kisses and who has more energy that I can sometimes manage. He's always ready to made Dad laugh and impresses me everyday with the things he is learning about the world. I close my eyes sometimes and I see sometime in the future that a very lucky young lady will be impressed with him, with the way he was brought up, with his intellect and acute understanding of love and life. He'll impress her enough that she'll fall in love with him and he will make her a happy woman. And well, it doesn't hurt that he's a handsome young man himself.

I love how smart he is, how quickly he picks things up. I love his sensitivity and how he tries so hard not to disappoint his mom and me. Sure he has his moments and they are quite a few, where he isn't so saintly. But, all in all, he is a great kid, and I see more and more everyday why it was love at first sight with me and him. He is the reason I strive to be a better me.

Between Jake and the wife, I work hard everyday to be the man, the husband and the father they deserve. So on this Monday after my sixth Fathers' Day, thank you both for reminding me how much you love me and appreciate me. I am very, very blessed.

Father's Day Post-Mortem

It's almost 9AM on the Monday after Fathers' Day and I am heartwarmed and thankful. On Saturday we cleaned house (we're still not done) after neglecting it for what feels like months and I've already gone through buckets of dust, dirt and grime. In the evening, we went up to my parents' house to celebrate with Dad. Great tri-tip! It was fun also being able to bond with the new addition to the family, my nephew Evan. We got home late that evening, spending the night in the living room.

The following morning, the two pounce on me greeting me with a loud Happy Fathers' Day. From Jake, I get a SIGG bottle that's pretty cool in design -- like I picked it out myself -- and a Gap vest which, may I add, I am sporting today. I get a card from Louie Lou and from the wife I get a card with a promise of a Wii Fit once she can get her hands on one. I also got a DVD she made for me filled with pictures of us and of me and Jake and I have to say it brought me to tears.

I'm thankful for a wife who loves me unconditionally, who understands me, who makes me incredibly happy and who I just love hanging out with. I'm thankful for a son who indulges Daddy with hugs and kisses and who has more energy that I can sometimes manage. He's always ready to made Dad laugh and impresses me everyday with the things he is learning about the world. I close my eyes sometimes and I see sometime in the future that a very lucky young lady will be impressed with him, with the way he was brought up, with his intellect and acute understanding of love and life. He'll impress her enough that she'll fall in love with him and he will make her a happy woman. And well, it doesn't hurt that he's a handsome young man himself.

I love how smart he is, how quickly he picks things up. I love his sensitivity and how he tries so hard not to disappoint his mom and me. Sure he has his moments and they are quite a few, where he isn't so saintly. But, all in all, he is a great kid, and I see more and more everyday why it was love at first sight with me and him. He is the reason I strive to be a better me.

Between Jake and the wife, I work hard everyday to be the man, the husband and the father they deserve. So on this Monday after my sixth Fathers' Day, thank you both for reminding me how much you love me and appreciate me. I am very, very blessed.

Monday, June 02, 2008

A Whole Lotta Two Weeks!!!

Has it really been that long? It has, hasn't it!?! Geez, I was just thinking (and blogging) about my anniversary and now it's the first week of June. Two weekends ago we were in Japantown in San Francisco.

We had been itching for something to do for our anniversary and by the time we figured out what we wanted, things were completely booked up Northern California-wide so we opted for the following weekend which happened to be Memorial Day weekend at that. I had been miserably sick during anniversary weekend and what should happen, wifey gets sick this weekend! I have to give all props to her, she was such an allstar for sticking it out.

We stayed at the Kabuki Hotel, a boutique hotel we saw online and fell in love with and I must say I would repeat. It had a Japanese soaking tub, shoji screens and is probably the tallest builiding in Japantown. It's connected to the Japantown mall which I don't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

For those of you who know me, you know I grew up in Japan and being in Japantown, although not exactly the same, made me feel like I was home again. I used the tub and washroom that first night as my own personal onsen (Japanese bath house). It was great - the hot water, the tiny bench and mini-bucket to wash yourself with...I was completely relaxed. Jake was able to score himself two wooden katana (Samurai swords), and wifey and I got to indulge in a few non-essentials Japanese items at Ichiban Kan. We had sushi for dinner on Saturday night, and Korean Barbecue the second night. On Sunday, Jake made the request to visit the Ripleys Believe It Or Not museum at Fisherman's Wharf which was expensive, but was actually pretty fun. We had lunch at the Rainforest Cafe which was pretty cool considering Jake sat next to the aquarium and the waiter mis-ordered the wife's lunch whereby scoring her a free meal when they corrected it. Lunch the following afternoon before we left was at Isobune, the first Sushi Boat restaurant in the US. GREAT sushi!

Louie, incidentally, was also on a mini-vacay. He stayed the weekend at my parents' house and he actually enjoyed himself! With Chelsea and Sammy my parents' dogs there to keep him company, he had a blast! We stopped off to pick him up there before heading home. We stopped over at the brother-in-law's house to share in some last minute Memorial Day BBQ. Perfect end to a fun weekend.

This was a short week for me at work as well. I was in the office all of Tuesday and Wednesday, but had to return to Sacramento on Thursday and Friday for my last two days of training (I had been going two-days at a time every other month since January). Thursday morning I dropped Louie off at my parent house (since he had fun over the weekend, we thought he should have it again -- and he did!!!) and headed up for day 1 of training. I left early because it was Mom's retirement ceremony, so I drove back down to Vallejo to attend. It was fun and I got a chance to hang out with the new baby Evan. After the party I went to Target with my sister then headed home to my parents' house for the night (early morning again the next day). Day 2 in Sacramento and after I got my certification I had to zoom back to Vallejo to pick up Louie. After I got him, I sped as fast as traffic would let me to pick up the wife at work and we headed to the SFO airport. Wifey's BFF's brother was leaving for Manila with his family and the BFF asked for some things, so as the dutiful BFFs we are, we happily obliged. It also help that BFFs J and C and little J were also going to the Philippines on the same flight, so it was good that we were able to say "bye".

This weekend flew by fast, Jake stayed the night Friday night at his cousins' and we watched as his cousin played baseball Saturday afternoon. When we got home, I set to task to build Louie's new kennel. I got through most of it before it got dark and cold. It was finished by three the next afternoon (I started at noon). He loved it in there! He's taken to it this morning too.

I didn't sleep too well last night. Got hungry so I ate and had to sleep later than I wanted. Then I heard a rustling noise which I now realize may have been Louie having a bad dream. Then I heard Jake mussing about so I brought him into the room before finally settling in to sleep at about 3.

I'm tired today, but not so much sleepy. It's been a great couple of weeks.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Where does the time go?

I can’t believe six years have passed since wifey and I got married. Where did the time go? It must have been fun since it has all been quite a blur. Yes, we’ve had our ups and downs (some WAAAY downs) but through it all we’ve stood firm to our love for each other, to our vows, and to trying to understand each other. We’re great parents to a little boy who keeps us grounded. I have to say that he’s probably just as much our foundation as we are his. I’d like to think that right now our lives are in a happy place because of our histories. Our separate histories when we didn’t know each other and the history we share when we met.

Wifey is my rock. She’s my partner in crime (in more ways than one), one of the two reasons I laugh (Jake’s the other one), she does my complaining for me, she does the hating for me, and she’s my own personal manicurist (we’re still working on the pedicure part – hee hee!). And in the past couple of months, I’ve falling head over heels in love for here all over again.

She makes waking up in the morning something to look forward to even though she constantly asks for another two minutes.

Wifey – I know you’re going to read this…so thanks for six wonderful married years…eight total years…and five years of shared parenthood. I’ve loved every minute of it. I’ve lived and grown with you and I can’t think of anyone I would have shared it with. I can’t think of anyone I will share the next 60 years with…well…except for on Tuesdays. ;) Happy Anniversary, My Love.

PS> Sorry I was sick this weekend. I hope it didn't ruin our anniversary.

Monday, May 05, 2008

Only In Manila...

I found this list while surfing other blogs. I have to admit it's pretty truthful...and funny. So I thought I'd post it here with a bit of solicitation...if you've got anything to add to it, please do...I'd like to see where this goes. We've all had our share of Filipino-isms. Please, try and refrain from the "you must be Filipino..." kinds of things. I'm looking for cultural things unique to Manila. Sure, there may be overflow between the both of them, just be the better judge and see what leans more towards what. Thanks!

1. A passenger bus can hold up to 3 times its capacity

2. People believe if there’s even a shred of space, they can fit in it.

3. If they don’t understand it, people laugh at it. (be it a concept, a spectacle, a person etc. you get the point)

4. America is the greatest country in the world.

5. People try their best to make guests feel at home AT ANY COST.

6. the food is TOP NOTCH

7. stuff that SHOULD be expensive is dirt cheap while necessities are almost a luxury.

8. Going inside the train/bus is the ONLY priority, leaving is another story.

9. The law is… wait… what law?

10. if you’re an actor, you’re set for life since actor=singer=producer=celebrated entreprenur=POLITICIAN

11. The Congress and Senate are places to get money. In short, ATM machine.

12. Unseating presidents is our “in” thing.

13. Progress, common sense and innovation is alien to the government.

14. Experiencing traffic here is a spiritual journey.

15. The film industry is non-existent.

16. In soap operas, if the leading lady is pregnant, you have to actually pass 9 months for her to give birth. No pacing.

17. 10% of our population is from Korea.

18. “Made in the Philippines” is the last thing you don’t want to see on your stuff.

19. The cellphone to person ratio is 3:1.

20. You can find ANYTHING in Recto.

21. Cops don’t strike fear into the hearts of men.

22. The security guards here are like nothing anywhere. “Inspection” means poking your bag once or twice or they just take a peek at it and they’re absolutely, positively, groin-grabbingly SURE that THERE.IS.NO.BOMB.

23. The president is really a bunch of ducks in a human outfit.

24. The Filipino is a paradox: they are the dumbest but at the same time, the smartest people in world. No joke.

Friday, April 18, 2008

It's a Great Time Out!

So the wife got 2 free tickets to the last game of the season for the Warriors. They had a great season, the 2nd best record never to go to the playoffs and so it was fan appreciation night.

They were playing the Seattle Supersonics and it was a tough game (or so it seems...not too sure they were playing all out). We left Fremont at 7:00 via the BART and we literally just changed drivers as Jake and I got out of the car and wifey got in and drove home. Jake was super excited as he was so restless on the train. He noticed that a lot of people were wearing Warriors gear. The A's were also playing at the Coliseum so there was a mix of commuters, A's fans going to the game and Warrior fans going to the game.

Tipoff was at 7:30 and we got to the Oracle at about that time. It's a bit of a hike from the BART station to the arena and by the time we got our food, Jake got a cheese pizza and I got a hot dog...we shared a diet Pepsi, and found our seats there was about 5 minutes left in the first quarter. Got to say, we got pretty good seats. It was an up and down game that the Warriors never led, coming as close as 4 points down. Jake, I think, had fun, but he was fixated for most of the game on having an ice cream. One slice into his pizza and he was done, begging for an ice cream for most of the game. The vendor had made his way completely around the arena before Jake finally got his frosted malt. He was a happy camper after that and I treated him to a small kid-sized basketball as a souvenir for his first pro-game. We hiked back to the BART with just about everybody at the game and I got me a $5 bootleg hat on the way there. We found seats in the packed car and got home close to 11 in the evening.

I think Jake had a blast as we think he was dreaming because he was shouting "Defense!" in his sleep.

Pictures to come...

Monday, April 14, 2008

Boyz II Men's biggest fan!

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Jake singing one of my favorite BoyzIIMen songs...Doin' Just Fine.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Celebrity Mercury 03/29/08 - 04/05/08

With excited anticipation, we left Fremont (Milpitas for my mother and father-in-law, American Canyon for the E-clan) and headed to Pier 35 in San Francisco to board the Celebrity Mercury for our 7 day cruise. Jake started getting restless as we got nearer and nearer the port and we all could do nothing more but laugh at his excitement.

Both groups met up at the front of the pier and my mom had requested a wheelchair because she needed on, but also because she wanted early entry onto the ship, so we all piled in as one group and got early entry onto the ship, however, due to traffic in the bay, the ship was delayed an hour. In the secured area for early boarding, they had sandwiches, chips, cookies and drinks waiting for us and we all took a seat or a space to wait out the arrival of the Mercury. We were part of the early batch and watched more and more people come in. We also noticed that as more and more people came in to wait, the ratio tended towards the geriatric set…about 75 years old and older. There were also quite a few wheelchair-ees and a few disabled people. Now I hold no bias against the disabled, I want them to enjoy life as much as I do. However, there was a small handful I question whether they had the aptitude to enjoy life at all, let alone a cruise. I didn’t judge and hoped they had a wonderful trip. An hour or so in the waiting area and we finally see the ship docking at the pier through the dirty windows. Now, this is where it gets surreal…

Across from us an elderly man starts choking on some chips and sandwich. A gentleman with the port/terminal that was helping push the wheelchair-bound into the waiting area picks up the man and starts administering the Heimlich maneuver. It’s not working. The man’s face went from pallid, to white, to grey. My mother-in-law is an RN. Now, I don’t know if it was instinct or adrenaline or what, but she sprung from her seat and bounded over me towards the choking man, almost like a superhero and she instructs the man giving the Heimlich to put him down on the ground and that she’s a nurse. She starts CPR as, I’m assuming, he isn’t breathing at this point. She’s going at it for a couple of minutes already and nothing is happening other than that she’s getting tired. My father-in-law sees that she’s wearing out and jumps in, taking over the compressions. Meanwhile, a crowd is gathering as people are still being let in. Finally, port security comes in and overzealously tells people to “go around” when there’s really no place to go around to. Another nurse/passenger comes and also helps. Over the CB radios, we hear the security asking for the AED (Automated External Defibrillator). No one can find it. More minutes pass. I’m checking my watch…eight minutes…nothing. Fifteen minutes and they finally locate the AED and bring it to my in-laws. Mom puts it on the man and behold…LOW BATTERY. It’s not going to work. Twenty minutes into the ordeal and paramedics finally come and take over. We’re finally ushered into the adjoining bay. My mother-in-law gets separated from us because she needs to wash her hands. We’re all worried that she won’t find us and as I move to go find her, she comes back. Everyone is an emotional wreck at this point. Thirty minutes later, we are told that we’re ready to board and as we pass the scene where he lay, we see a blue drape over him and his wife kneeling beside him reading the bible. My wife was brought to tears.

We finally board the ship and make our way to a late lunch at the buffet. As with all cruise buffet food, it’s good and it’s plentiful and after we had our fill we walk around the ship for pictures, then we headed down to our cabins and rest for dinner and wait for our bags. We get them all except for Jake’s before dinner and we all get dressed and head to the main dining room where we meet Felix, our head waiter from Peru, and Lastra, our assistant waiter from Indonesia. We also meet our tablemates, Diane and Emma, a grandmother and her eleven year-old granddaughter from Southern California.

The cruise was supposed to leave San Francisco by 5 PM. We finished dinner by 8 and watched the show which ended by 9:15 at which time we finally left port. By the time we made it to the aft part of the ship to see the Golden Gate it was already far behind us. We headed back to our rooms to rest for the night as the day’s events were extremely tiresome. It wasn’t a good night. The Captain decided to make up time and throttled the Mercury into the choppy seas which made for a difficult night for many including my wife and my in-laws as the rocking of the ship and the memories of the man that died kept them up for most of the night. I was banking on this being a wonderful trip for my in-laws as this was their maiden voyage. The beginning was quite memorable to say the least.

By morning, the ship had made up all it’s time and we were able to spend a peaceful and restful day at sea. We had breakfast, did the emergency drill that was postponed because of the delay, hung out a little, at lunch, took a nap, and got ready for our first formal of the trip and the Captain’s dinner (note, have to try the guava sorbet). We all dressed in our traditional Barong Tagalog which turned a lot of heads. We got a lot of comments from the Filipino crew and staff, proud that we were wearing such traditional and nationalistic clothing. The show that night was a not too funny East Indian/Japanese comedian. After the show, my parents went dancing, the “grown-ups” played at the casino while we turned in for the night.

We awoke to us porting in Astoria, Oregon. What the hell is in Astoria, Oregon? We had breakfast at the main dining room to eggs Benedict, cereal, assorted pastries and breakfast meats. After breakfast we made our way to the gangplank and into Astoria. Astoria is a sort of old town/small town on the Pacific Coast of Oregon near the Oregon/Washington border. We boarded the local trolley that probably went no faster than 2 miles an hour and got a brief history and tour of the town. The movies Free Willy and The Goonies were filmed in Astoria, The Goonies now gaining a cult following. We went into town afterward and visited t-h-e smallest JC Penney that I’ve ever seen. We bought a few trinkets and necessities and were back on the ship for a late lunch and a nap. Dinner that night was great again and we were treated to crème brulee for dinner, the wife’s favorite! Dee-lish! The show was a Broadway review which was pretty good. If I ever get to see you in person, ask me or the wife about Dennis Rodman, Olive Oyl, or New York and you’ll get an earful and a good laugh. Trust me on that! After the show, we went back to the room to freshen up before heading to the Navigator Lounge for some dancing and the midnight chocolate buffet. Y-U-M! The band was great, playing a lot of 60’s-80’s dance music and we danced the night away. That was a lot of fun. We found out that night that this was the band’s last performance and that they were heading back to the Philippines when we docked in Seattle. I guess they were touched by how proud we were of them and how good they played that as we left, they gave us all a hug. We saw them leaving as we left the ship the following morning.

Tuesday morning in Seattle and we head to the buffet for breakfast before heading out to town, there’s so many things I was to see and do here! It was so exciting seeing the Space Needle from the window in our stateroom. We catch a cab to Pike’s Place Market. The wife has been to Seattle before, but I’m excited! I’m dying to see the fish catchers. We make our way through one end of the market and there are millions of flowers in every color of the rainbow. It was beautiful and it smelled pretty good too! There were also many fruits and vegetables and vendors selling trinkets and artwork and it was so my style to be there! We get to the center of the market where the men do the fish-throwing and they start and it’s so much fun (they know how to get the crowd going. To top it all off, I ask if one of them would take a picture of Jake and wouldn’t you know it, he grabs a fish (a silver salmon) and “tosses” one to Jake. Jake’s an honorary fish “catcher”. Of course, afterwards as proud of himself as he was he was completely grossed out at how the fish felt and all the scales left on his fingers! Go figure, he’s obsessive-compulsive that way! From there, we walk around and find the first Starbucks! I L-O-V-E I-T!!!!! So retro! Had to get me a mug. We all got some coffee, or tea, or a Vanilla Bean for Jakers! We decided after that to head to the Space Needle. Dang it if it wasn’t hard to hail a cab in that town. We finally got some good advice and went into a boutique hotel and had them call one for us. The Space Needle was amazing and the day was so clear! Mother-in-law was a little scared to go up so she shopped on solid ground instead. After a few minutes and dozens of pictures, we headed back down. We took the monorail back to downtown and hoofed it back to the ship. Wife and I prayed that mom could make it back to the ship as we had to go down over a hundred steps on over a dozen flights of stairs to head back. We got back to our cabin, ordered room service and took a well deserved nap. We left port sometime during dinner…another amazing dinner at that. Vancouver here we come!!!

The port in Vancouver was very quiet and unassuming. From the outside it’s very beautiful with its roof of white peaks pushing through the corner of downtown. Another delicious breakfast at the buffet before we headed out into town. Apparently, nobody did any homework on Vancouver, so when we left the ship we got all turned around. After asking a few questions from one of the doormen at the Pan Pacific Hotel which is connected to the port, we got pointed towards Gastown. The cobblestone streets and brick sidewalks along with the gas lamps and the steam clock gave this corner of Vancouver its appeal. The quaint little shops didn’t hurt either. From there, we met up with my mom and dad and headed to Chinatown. Mom was craving some fruits that we don’t normally get in the US, but are Filipino favorites. She found some, bought them regardless of price and we found a bench in the corner of Chinatown and ate. At this point my in-laws are tired, Jake and his cousin Joseph are tired and my dad looks ready for a nap. We had met up with my mom’s cousin and her husband and they were kind enough to take them back to the ship. We headed towards the ship so he could come back and pick us up. When we met up again we headed towards Granville Island. I loved this place! It’s a lot like Pike’s in Seattle. It’s big and there’s a ton of food shopping and different “sectors”…there was a kid’s market that we went to and loved. After an hour or so there, we headed back to the ship for a much needed nap.

The following morning, we arrived in Victoria. We ordered breakfast room service as we wanted to get a head start in Victoria. We were only going to be there a few hours and we wanted to get to The Buchart Gardens. As we disembarked, I was cornered into an interview with the local news. We were the first ship of the season and they wanted to know where and how much I would be spending my hard earned greenbacks. We took a cab to the gardens and that was probably the best idea of the trip. We ended up having a nearly private tour as no buses had made it there yet. The gardens were magnificent even though only a few of the flowers had bloomed. By the time we ended our tour of the gardens, the buses had just arrived. The cabbie then took us back into town and we did a bit of picture taking and souvenir shopping before we headed back to the ship. Our last stop was short, but it was fun.

Back aboard we enjoyed another formal night, we looked at and purchased pictures that the photographers had taken of us during the cruise. We had a good day at sea and we were able to relax as we headed home, back to San Francisco. Disembarkation in San Francisco proved futile as many passengers had difficulty following directions…I’ll just leave it at that and hope you understand what I mean, but when we finally got off, got our bags and caught our ride, we were glad to be headed home.

I have to say, Celebrity Mercury and this cruise had its ups and downs and I have equally many gripes as I do bravos. I’m just glad to have had the vacation and I look forward to another cruise sometime soon…2009???????

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Just Around the Corner

I can't wait. I'm not really excited, but this weekend couldn't come soon enough. My body needs the R and R. A week's vacation is just what the doctor ordered and a cruise to Astoria, Oregon, Seattle, Washington, Vancouver and Victoria, Canada is perfectly in line with it. For those who have never been cruising before, the fact that we can unpack once and visit a few places, the idea that you're well fed and completely pampered is wonderful. We leave on Saturday and come back a week later. An added bonus is that we leave from pier 35 in San Francisco which means no long drive or plane ride to catch the ship. We're sailing on the Celebrity Mercury. It's supposed to be one of the better cruise lines out there. I'm maintaining a wait and see. What I'm looking forward to most is really just sleep time and more playtime with my wife and son. Everything else is just bonus. Though, I am looking forward to Pike Place Market, Pier 70 (Real World Seattle House), and you gotta have Starbucks in Seattle. In Vancouver, I'm hoping to see Chinatown and Gas Town. Victoria, doesn't seem to offer much except for Buchart Gardens, but it looks like Market Square and Old Town might be a place to see. I really just want to relax, see some things I may never get a chance to see again, do a little shopping, and have a load of fun. I haven't had much fun this year...it's about time!

Monday, March 10, 2008

Revisited...

So I'm back now from my hasty trip to the Philippines for my Lola's funeral. I'm itchy because of hives I don't know where I got (not sure if it's what I ate or something environmental). I look back at my trip and it exhausts me at how fast the whirlwind went.

I left home and took the BART on Wednesday bound for the airport with a stopover in the city to say goodbye to the wife. Somewhere between that stopover and the airport I lost my cellphone. DANG! What a way to start this sad trip. I call T-Mobile and let BART know that it was lost, I call the wife to text my dad contact information and board the plane. Lucky, the plane wasn't full and I was able to secure a full row by the window. I got a chance to get a good rest before we landed. 11 hours to Guam then another 3 hours to Manila. Talk about exhausting! We landed and I must say that I HATE NAIA (Ninoy Aquino International Airport). Too much runaround. Too much BS. I managed to see my uncle and my cousin in the thick of the waiting crowds and as soon as we got our luggage and got through customs we were on our way. It was traffic, but it's always traffic and as soon as we made it to the white gates of the Estupin compound I made the arduous walk to the house where my Lola lay in state (the viewing was held at the house, barrio style).

As I walked past my aunts who had arrived the day before, tears starting flowing through their eyes. They knew all too well the connection I had with my Lola. I cried over her casket for at least five minutes, memories of this wonderful lady passing before my eyes. She looked good, beneath the glass. She looked peaceful. My aunts cried as my dad finally saw his mom. He was surprisingly strong through the whole thing. He's the oldest.

Things settled and as tears dried up, the family, now complete, got down to the business of making my grandmother's internment and funeral a beautiful and fitting one. Dad supervised the whole thing as my aunts played bookkeeper and soon all the final details were hammered out.

The first night and on succeeding nights leading up to the funeral, I watched over her with my cousins. Staying up into the morning was the least I could do for her. We talked and laughed as we stayed up, and as the sun peaked through the hills across Laguna de Bay and we passed the torch to whoever wanted to take over for us, my cousins and I would head to the "Baywalk" or "Sports Complex" as they called it. These were the names of the venues created by the town's mayor as a place for people to exersize. We would walk a few laps before heading into town for a -silog breakfast and then head home for bed. I could only manage a few hours of sleep as the arrangements weren't all too comfortable and I was missing the wife and the son terribly. I would call or I would text when I could, but mostly I would just wait.

The funeral was on Tuesday the 4th. We walked my Lola from the house to the church a few blocks away. As we passed by the ancestral home, I walked alongside my dad, my pillar of strength, and he finally broke and cried. In a way, I was glad he did and keeping it all in is never healthy. After the mass, my dad said his thank yous on behalf of the family, his brothers and sisters. I told the crowd how much I loved that woman. I thanked them on behalf of my cousins and my nieces and nephews.

Her plot rests upon a hill that faces the sunset. A few plots down my uncle rests. As we said our final goodbyes I am happy with the knowledge that she is finally at peace. I am happy I went back to pay my respects to this lady who helped create the man that I am today. I miss her a lot and I know one day we will see each other again. I know she is somewhere in heaven setting a place for me to get to when it's finally my turn.

The next day I went to the malls with my parents. It was honestly a bit of a drag. I was tired, my eyes were still sore from all the crying, I missed the two I'd had waiting here at home, but off I went and was able to score some good things for them. We got back home and had a little drinking session with my cousins and uncles. It was fun to hear laughter and stories again.

The following morning, I met with the wife's best friend and she and her mom (our Ninang from the wedding) took me to Sonya's Garden in Tagaytay. The food was great, the ambiance was amazing. I vow to take the wife there when we go back to Manila as a family. We talked quite a bit about things and found clarity in our discussion. I'm happy she's a friend. I was able to score some last minute treats for the wife driving back down the mountain. That night, since the family was all together, we had dinner at Max's restaurant. Kind of a pre-birthday celebration for my dad.

We left the next day bound for home, but we stopped by the graveyard to say goodbye to Nanay and I shed one last tear for her before we left. The plane ride home sucked! Imagine crushing your tailbone for 12 hours! I'm so glad to be home and with the wife and Jake again. I feel more complete. I wish I could have taken them with me, but even if they couldn't, I'm glad they had a chance to meet her before she passed. I'm glad she had a chance to meet them.

Thank you for the memories. Thank you for everything you did for me growing up. Thank you for the smiles, for tying my shoes, for keeping me from spankings, for understanding how a little boy liked to wear his pants, for teaching me to love music through your silly songs, for loving me unconditionally. I am truly grateful.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Teodora Estomata Estupin

My Nanay (that's what I called her) passed away on Monday (our time). It's been really hard on most of the family. We're a pretty big family as she had 10 kids. As for the grandkids, it's been especially hard for me because I'm the only one, the only grandkid that she really took care of. From the time I was an infant, she came and took care of me so my mom could work and my dad didn't have to worry about who was watching me. She protected me from spankings or when I would do something bad. When I was potty training and had to poop at night and was scared of the dark, she would go with me, wait with me while I went, squinty eyes because the bathroom light was so bright. She taught me silly songs, watched me and my sister play in the park. As I got older, we would walk together and talk about trivial things. She helped teach me Tagalog. As I grew into manhood and was in college, I relished the times I would stop by and see her and we would sit by the window and just talk for hours. When she was sick with the cold or something minor, I stepped up and took her to the doctor. I'd give her back rubs and would massage her head when she'd had a headache.

I was proud when she came to my wedding, I was proud to show off my wife and my son to her. I'm sure she was happy at the man I had become.

I miss her terribly and though the initial shock has passed, I still think of her and shed a tear. I'm leaving in an hour for the airport to go and pay my respects to this special lady. I don't want to go because going solidifies the fact that she's really gone. I know she has lived a long and storied life. She's been able to travel the world and she's had many stories to tell. Not bad for a farmer's wife.

I know she's in a better place now and that she's making ready all of our places in heaven. I don't know if I ever told her that I loved her. Ours wasn't a relationship where those words were spoken. I know she knows I did. And even though she's gone now, I'm happy I'll have a chance to tell her one last time.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Sometimes You Need To Fall To Find What's Missing...

To say that the last month was tumultuous would be an understatement. It has most definitely been a life less ordinary to say the least. But, I guess it's true what they say about character being defined by the dramatic events in our lives. What I know that is true - I love my wife. My wife loves me. I'm thankful for an understanding family and the care of great friends. Through difficulty we find understanding we never knew. Through pain we find strength we always had but never discovered. I am contented to know that we now have both.

Ours is a work in progress. I am glad we've found the love and perserverance in and for each other to work at it. With that I am thankful and find true respect for my wife.

I am also eternally grateful and have great admiration for my son who has shown me his enormous character in standing by us, loving us, keeping us together and never wavering in his love for his Mama and Daddy. I love you Jake. You make me so proud to be your Dad.

Monday, February 04, 2008

.....

I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found out a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why i need you to hear

I've found out a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is You

and the reason is You

and the reason is You

and the reason is You

I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I've found out a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you

Sunday, January 06, 2008

...and all that jazz...

Happy Holidays! Merry Christmas! Happy Hannukah! Happy Kwanzaa! Happy New Year! It's been a while since I've blogged here and as for the goings-on, the holidays have been grand indeed. The wife's BFF and family traveled from the Philippines to spend the holidays with us and how wonderful it is to share holidays with the ones you love.

Santa was kind to the little boy this year, granting him his wish for a s#^$load of Transformers. And thank you mom and dad for giving him his very own puppy! Louie is a lively, character and a wonderful addition to the family!

Jake's a little scared of him as he has been nipped a couple of times, but we've been trying to reassure him that Louie is still a puppy and doesn't know not to bite yet. He's a lot of fun and went on his first trip with us to Reno.

We brought our guests up to the snow and mother nature did not hesitate to show us her beauty. Driving up, snow fell and our guests were in near tears with joy.

The following day we took the kids up to the snow for a day of sledding. The snow was white, the sky was clear and blue and EVERYONE had so much fun. We followed the day with a buffet of king crab legs, prime rib, and shrimp cocktail courtesy of the El Dorado Hotel and Casino.

Right now, our guests are on an Amtrak train coming back from a weekend in Los Angeles. The weather hasn't been very nice, but I've also been under the weather so staying home is just fine for me right now. Our best friends came by on Friday for a double feature and chicken and dumplings. It's been great.

Hope the past few weeks have been great for you. Except for this cold, I've had the time of my life.

Wifey's birthday is coming up...she hasn't given me any hints yet on what she wants.