29 Sept 2007: Let's Define a Few Things...

...So lately I leave the tv on when I'm cooking or writing or doing whatever. Whatever channel it was on before it got turned off is what I leave on while I'm doing my whatever thing...

A few mornings ago it was on the news. The channel I had it on had something called a "hero break." So it caught my attention coz I was expecting something stellar. It showed a whole video clip of this woman PACKING HER DAUGHTERS LUNCH. Big Effin Deal. Then it went on blathering about how the woman was a hero because she made sure that her daughter had some fruit in there in case her diabetic daughter's blood sugar fell too low.

uh OK.

That's called DOIN YOUR JOB BEEYOTCH. Now if she would have been packin lunches for 30-50 kids a couple times a week with diet specific items for kids with type 2 diabetes we can talk about heroics. It's one lunch, it's YOUR kid and it's in a paper bag in the desert. I could say she "ain't shit" but the truth is she's just NOT a big deal.

Dictionary definition of hero is: a person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideala person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal.

Since when does doing what you are supposed to do make you a hero? Since when does being MEDIOCRE merit some praise. Since when does below average get an accolade? Not in my world. All the women in my family went way beyond that everyday and even raised some of the neighborhood kids coz their moms' would rather party than parent. My mom owned a business, managed our educations and spiritual upbringing and then funded all kinds of extracurricular lessons, and she cooked all our meals. Take your below average woo woo and get out of here with that.

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Julian is acquainted with someone that he would never call a friend. However, this person apparently seethes with jealousy. I dont' really care as long as he doesn't come near me with his stank ass breath. However, I like how he has this high and mighty way of expressing his opinion that is really just like panty hose on top of his lack of confidence.

dumb-ass /--d?m?æs/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[duhm-as] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation

–noun Slang: Vulgar. ..>..> ..> ..>..>..>

a thoroughly stupid person; blockhead.

You Dumbass. It's no wonder that you don't have any friends; casual, professional or personal. It's no wonder that your family shuns you like someone who has the chronic farts. Still he insists on being near Mr. Man (my boyfriend) as if he could get charming by osmosis. One time he actually told Julian in front of me..."You pretty motherfuckers have all the luck..." I said,"His looks have nothing to do with him being a winner - his charm is what carries him"

Dumbass dumbass dumbass dumbass dumbass.

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It's exhausting to hear the hilarious but sorry ass tales of people moaning and bitching about what they can't have. It always seems like these people are not so blessed facially (aka fugly). Hey jackass...just because your parents made you ugly doesn't mean the world owes you SHIT. Just because your face is afflicted doesn't mean you don't have to work as hard as the rest of us. Just because you don't feel like you get what you want doesn't mean you deserve that shit. Check that Hunny...

af·flic·tion /?--fl?k??n/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[uh-flik-shuhn] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation

–noun ..>..> ..> ..>..>..>

1.	a state of pain, distress, or grief; misery: They sympathized with us in our affliction.

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2.	a cause of mental or bodily pain, as sickness, loss, calamity, or persecution.

Your bullshit causes me affliction. Okay.

27 Sept 2007: Cool Stuff Lately...

It's seriously grind time from now until May.

So I'll be lucky if I find any blog time...

Here's some of my favourite Bests of Late...

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Best Boyfriend Ever.

Recently I was asked to cater a brunch. This time last year I turned down all catering. However, this was only bomblettes for 10. Piece of cake. I didn't adjust my regular pastry chef gig and squeezed it into a morning before work. I was prepping everything the night before and Julian called and said can I help you with anything for the catering? I said no --- it's okay. He asked are you sure - I can chop stuff up or carry things. I laughed and said I gottit.

Mind you, he offered to help after a 10 hour workday of his own. Simply amazing. I just laughed and said I've gottit and he should go relax and play poker with the men people. Hahhahhaa.

The next morning I cooked everything and got it ready for the chafing dishes (aka foodwarmers) and he loaded up my ride and then helped set up. You know he didn't have to...he could have gone to his desk since he has work of his own. But he's cool like that...

"I like your pouty face...it's so cute Bebe, I see you curled up asleep and so happy I can't stand to wake you up...and then you make that pouty face and then I just have to smile..." Him to Me...

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Me: I feel bad...I got a little overextended...

Him: I like doing things for you, you know that right?

Me: Why...

Him: Because it means I'm able to....

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I've never met anyone like Julian. He takes nothing we have for granted --- not what we have together or what we have as individuals. He voices and prays his thanks and gratitude. He is constantly laughing even when we are tired and says TOO BLESSED TO BE STRESSED BEBE! Bwaa hahahaha. It makes me laugh but I tell him that being this blessed is a little stressful because it comes with specific responsibility. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed after coming back from vacation but I'm in the swing of it now.

I love to listen to him speaking quickly and excitedly. I like talking over all of our home made dinners - we talk about what we've done, what we have to do and what we are going to do. Afterwards, he always helps with the dishes and continues laughing and pouring the drinks. Honestly, he makes what we have seem so effortless.

We have a LOT to do and hella lucrative investments to make and so far we have crushed all of our goals. It's nice to be with someone who sees life as a challenge and an adventure instead of a curse.

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Best girls Ever...

Holla at my girls for always always being there to make me laugh or listen to my angry rants or just to laugh.

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Best Cold Dessert

Recently we made a frozen yogurt gelato style with a raspberry forest fruit topping that is off the hook. It makes other frozen yogurts taste like paper. I'm not really a dessert eater (I like makin' them)...but I would eat myself sick if this was available all the time

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Best Shoes

My "flesh" coloured Report Brand ballerina flats with an ankle strap and pleated toe. I've rocked these everywhere from Chicago to the Philippines. You can walk in them for even 10 city blocks and it feels comfortable. I will be getting them in 5 colours.

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Best Rice

The Spanish rice I make for dinner - I roast the rice with fresh garlic before I boil and steam it. If you don't know - you'd be wise to invite yourself over.

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Best Cake Lately...

I make so many of the damn things...but this is one of the latest that I like that is kinna okay to me. There are others but I like this flat look lately.

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Best Break Up..

Cbug, my little sister in law, called me one night to tell me that she had broken up with her long time boyfriend since high school. Too bad for him. I don't really want to put her B.I. on deck here but I will say this - I am very proud of her for the ability to make a decision that benefits her as a woman. I am very proud of her for ENFORCING a decision that was difficult to do. She has learned early in the game what most women will never have the strength to acknowledge or change EVER. She is doing what's best for her which makes her the best.

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Best Quickie Food

Mondays at Sweet Tomatoes with my girl Katie

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Best Weather...

The best weather here is coming. Fall in the desert is fabulous...

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Best Haters...

.Those who try to compete - that's cute, but your cash/face is busted

.Those who try to mooch - hella cute, but we're not sparing any change

.Those who try to emulate - super cute but you aren't in the right $$ bracket

.Those who try to glare - hecka cute to see that hater squint. Keep squinting coz not only is our grind authentic - so is everything we wear and rock and use.

.Those who try to criticize - mad cute to see ur hoe asses hating. But don't bother just coz you are always on your knees doesn't mean that your prayers will be answered. Bwaa hahahaha

.Those who try to downplay - daaaaamn cute. But I'm glad you don't even have an inkling to what we have emotionally and materially coz if you did - you might pull out some of that hair you got.

.Those who hate on the low - my favourite cute. I smell you, and it's not so good. It's okay though...keep on.

Thank you haterators...With haters like you - we're not only doin' our job - but apparently we've changed the game.

17 Sept 2007: It ain't no fun...if the homies can't have none.

It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none...well - I mean dessert..

I love it when Wendy randomly comes to visit me at work and we can chop it up over some gelato and I can take a quick break. It seems like a lot of people have been stopping to visit and I have to admit - it's nice to be missed and loved. Ken said we're almost too Sassy for mass consumption- but he was hangin' in there.

Ben you know you love my hot asian best date ever...

If you really wanna get in good with Wendy, bring her a melon soda...a melon CREAMY soda...

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If you love your friends make them custom gelato - chocolate caramel creme with almonds and chocolate cake pieces...

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oh Mom...

My mom is still steadily making fun of Stupid Mofo's

Hahahhaha Good Job Mom.

Keep makin' fun of them, they are just eating jealousicles...

11 Sept 2007: Shoe Love

Sometimes love is when your boyfriend gets you shoes...for you OR your car. Thanks for the 17" run flats Bebe...you're the best

28 Aug 2007: Guess Who's Back...

Guess Who’s Back
Category: Blogging

Guess Who's Back...we are. We don't really wanna be - but real life calls.

LAX is a hectic ass airport and we ended up bickering with a TSA officer over some duty free cognac we brought back. He could have been cool - but he wanted to be a dick. Whatever. That's his job - not ours.

It felt good to finally get off the plane after a 12 hour flight and weird that we had to take a runway shuttle to the main gate. This has never happened to me in LA.

As C-Bug would say - Open your eyes Ju...hahahha

Hey...Sex Tourists dudes - just like my cousins can't stand your asses neither can I. Nasty Ass Rude sex tourists who can't get any in their own country make me sick. Julian and I watched a girl RUN from the dude she got assigned to sit next to on the flight from Manila to Taipei - Hella gross. You know Julian clowned his ass and I called his archaic ass a wuss for carryin' travelers checks - they got international ATM's now - retard. hahahaha

Another retarded dude on the airplance was like OMG finally American Soil...I said actually this an Asian Airline on Asian Soil - you retard. Mind you this hokey lookin' tourist dude had the NERVE to dislike his Asian vacation and he had to Amerasian sons. And his simpering wife was dumber than wet shit for allowing her husband to breed self hate.

I pointed at them in FRONT OF THEIR FACE and said See Bebe - THAT is the difference between TOURISTS and TRAVELLERS. Hella gross. I made a hella audible barfing sound. Julian looked at his face and said,"you think you'd be happy to be in Asia with an Asian wife you dumb mothuhfucka you. Bwaa hahahaha." We take no prisoners in this piece.

So we got on the bus that wasn't crowded and made our way home.

Everyone looked happy to finally be off the plane. I'm glad we didn't look worse for the wear. The little girl in the pink sittin' with her lola was so well behaved and her LITTLE sister acted better than most of the adults on the plane.

We got home and I made fried rice and gangsta noodles and told my brother and godbrother all the stories. I'm so sad we had to leave Manila but I'm lookin' forward to many more adventures...

26 Aug 2007: Asian Vacation Day 9

Asian Vacation Day 9...

I have just organized the packing...

Handcarry Bag - with Limited Edition Jordans, Magazines and Moisturizer...

CHECK.

Golf Bag doubled up with cleaned golf shoes inside and..Stuffed with Asian Art Mags and Belts

CHECK.

Crate with 13 fresh kung fu undershirts, a couple purses and assorted clothing - my paintbrushes and many many gifts - packed and ready to be taped up...

Suitcase packed with goodies for the kids, preserves and assorted clothing...

Leather Carry on packed with dirty clothes for check-in...

Bookstore bag with Manila FHM and English Tagalog dictionary minus postcards for the homies alocated to front zip of luggage...

CHECK.

Closet stripped of our gear...

CHECK

All of our random junk placed in ONE spot so we don't forget anything...

CHECK.

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Sigh. Tomorrow is a travel day. Julian is already in bed. All of our bags are packed. But..I still don't want to go to bed. This vacation has flown by. The days move so quickly when you are not just having fun by also living so happily. I don't want to miss a thing even if it is just a gecko hot steppin on a window, or the crickets chirping, or the whispery sound of the wind blowin the palm trees around. As far as I'm concerned this should be real life.

But there are people who love us and miss us and we really must go "home." Funny thing about this vacation is it really made me realize that I am truly a world citizen because I am at "home" anywhere I go.

I wish I could say that I'm spoiled...but the more accurate thing to say is that I have been lucky/fortunate to have travelled throughout my entire life. Julian has reminded me that most people don't leave the State they live in much less the country/continent they live on. I'm excited about the future. We have a lot to look forward to and places that Julian's never seen before (see Europe and Main Continental Asia)...

I'm also excited about future investments.

Everything is falling into place,

Seamlessly.

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To be continued...once we land on US soil.

26 Aug 2007: Asian Vacation Day

Asian Vacation Day 8
Category: Blogging

Asian Vacation Day 8...

Happy 85th Birthday Lola...We Lub You.

As I write this Julian is taking a nap...after a day of swimming, playing basketball and eating lots of food catered and otherwise. Mom, Lola and my little sister Keyla are all at the casino. The last of the food is being put away and Lola Loleng is watching back to back episodes of Season 1 of Heroes. Hahahaha.

I woke up this morning and I could hear the caterers setting up right below my bedroom window...

Julian sleeps so well here...especially on handmade hardwood beds. Mom said all the new beds throughout the house took 6 men to carry up to the 2nd floor.

We woke up around 830am and the party wasn't scheduled until noon so I suggested that we take a little swim...Straight out of bed and into the water.

It never fails I always get water in my right ear...

I think Julian loves the good life...Don't we all...

For reals...

It's really not so bad

Everyone should try it...

No Kung Fu in the Pool Kid

Bwaa hahahahha...you guys don't even know!

Here's a little POV from our pool...notice we ain't sharing

After we left the pool Julian noticed the boys were playing basketball and I said you wanna play? He said not really...I said just give them a little thrill - play a good game. So he played like 4 games and came into the house and then relaxed in the all marble bathroom. Bwaa hahahaha. I'mma miss this house so much - you all don't even know...

Then he came downstairs and everyone was starting to arrive...So many lola's and tita's and Uncles...And I can honestly say that everyone just loved Julian to pieces...and adored his happy demeanor and playfulness. Mom and Julian have even started double teaming me when I'm a grumpy little cuss in the morning. I like how they laugh over breakfast while they give me a hard time. hahahha

How about a little puto (steamed rice cake)

The housegirls simply love Julian and are tickled to feed him all the time

Why are the fruitbaskets never empty here?

Ian and Julian eating on the patio

Dr. Tweety and Me at it again. Years ago before she became a doctor and I became a pastry chef...we used to swoon at violinists in chamber orchestras then run for donuts and talk about life, art, music & ballet.

Keyla and Zachy (Dr. Tweety's youngest bebe)

Julian, Lola Penny and Me...Lola Penny has known me since my first trip to the Philippines at age 7. She is my maternal grandmothers sister in law. She is the first woman who ever fed me frog legs and encouraged me to be proud of my dark skin.

Dr. Josie and bebe Zachy. Dr. Josie is also my Tita (auntie). She is my mom's first cousin and a fabulous lady dentist. She has also known me forever.

Julian and Uncle Junior. Uncle Junior is the most undercover playboy I ever met - brother of Dr. Josie and Son of Lola Penny also a first cousin to my mom and a fabulous architect.

Tita Oyee is my mom's youngest sister. Dang she used to change my diapers - and she's as gorgeous today as she was then. Tita Goyee is best friends with Tita Oyee and has been around since my toddler days...Holla at my aunties - coz they are proof positive that bein 52 is a piece of cake.

Angelica would actually come up my 2nd cousin once removed. She is the daughter of Dr. Josie...she's now starting college - the last time I saw her she was like 18 months old and we smobbed to Mc Donalds...She is as cute now as she was then dimples in place and sweeter than a swiss chocolate.

Mommy Pareng (to my immediate left) is my godmother's oldest sister. She is a wonderful well read woman who has a firm grasp on theology and philosophy. She is also one of the dopest baker I've ever met and the most positive person I've met. She is also intrinsically feminine, cultured and thoughtful. I am blessed to have met her and have her become part of my life!!!

The little bebe with the twisted hair is like my 4th niece from a distant cousin - she was jockin' spots in many pics... Bwaa hahaha

Me with the Birthday girl...Lola was grumpy all day! Haha

I told you she was jockin' spots!!!

Lola Lucia, my maternal grandfather's sister...and some of my Lola's cousins and of course the little 4th niece jockin' a spot, plus Keyla in the mix...

Auntie Cely, Julian and Uncle Jimmy. Auntie Cely and Uncle Jimmy have been married forever. They also have been friends of my Mom's since before I was born. Funny that they would end up semi retired here as well. I love how everyone in this pic is rockin' pink!

After everyone left...Tita Mama (my godmother) pulled some paintings from the 2nd room. Paintings done over 10 years ago. I had done a study for oil portraiture of a children's portrait. I had found a pic of my brother and I and did a rough painting of it. Tita Mama found it laying under the bed and had it cleaned and framed. I could not believe it. I was already plotting to take it home and Mom said that is stayin' in this house - don't even THINK of takin' that. Bwaa hahahahhhaa.

The thing is huge 3 x 4 feet. I wish I had more time to paint. Looking at this painting reminds me of how in love I used to be with painting and the happiness it planted in me. Fortunately, I've started painting again and that's not a bad thing. Love brings everything around, including stuff that you've always loved.

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Later that night Joy popped by for our ritual eyebrow plucking and talkin'. She had Little BrettBrett (Dr. Tweety's eldest bebe)...Kiddo's jock the spot in this joint. Our worlds all revolve and evolve around each other and it's not a bad thing...Julian has told me a couple times over this vacation that my family is wonderful and so close and so full of love. We are not perfect - but we all take care of each other and steal the time we can.

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It's now 9:56pm and it's time to pack up all the goodies that we've collected from our little vacation...It's almost too bonkers. I don't even know how I'm gonna do it...so I'm gonna have the girls throw me a cup of iced coffee and just dig in. We are so sad that the week has passed so quickly. But we are already planning our next vacation...

Here I go on a packing adventure...