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Archive for November, 2010

A Door

Some times things go right for us, but often times, things go wrong that we blame ourselves for being not good enough. We don’t consider that maybe whatever mistake we committed may actually lead us to the very thing that we work for.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; But often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.

-Helen Keller

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The Mayor and His Land Cruiser

The mayor was the most famous man in town. Anytime he passes by riding in is shiny maroon Land Cruiser, every body gives way and waves at the man presumably inside the famed vehicle.


One day, on the mayor’s way to a barrio, his Land Cruiser broke down. Anxious to be on his way, he ordered his driver-body guard to watch over the Land Cruiser and he would just take a ride on the first thing that will take him to the nearest barrio.

So, when an old and battered bus came along, he stopped it just like an ordinary passenger and got on. Incidentally, the bus was full. The mayor waited but no one offered him a seat or even greeted him, so he remained standing. Obviously, nobody realized that the fat old man wearing a neat shirt and a nice pair of pants was the revered mayor of the town.

Mr. Mayor kept silent and paid his fare. He was observing the other passengers when the bus swerved a little because of a bump on the road.The passengers cursed in unison. The conductor silenced them by saying..

‘Hey, blame the mayor, not the bus, he should have it fixed a long time ago instead of sitting in his shiny Land Cruiser and waving at people’s backs.’ 

The mayor stopped the bus, got off and walked all the way to the nearest barrio.

 

Original story by the blog author, any similarity to other stories is incidental

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My Grocery List

Trip to the grocery is both fun and a challenge for me. FUN because it makes me divert my attention from the usual train of thought like work, family and bills. CHALLENGE because I have to make do of how much money I allot for the grocery.

I actually do it every week. For one, it is easier to budget a small amount of money within 7 days, second because I already know how much stuff we consume every week, like 200ml of shampoo, 25 grams of coffee, 300 grams of chocolate drink (MILO) and finally because I NEED A DIVERSION a day out of the seven (you couldn’t even count it as a day, right?)

I don’t have a list with me anymore. I memorize everything I need to get and even which aisle I need to go to. Am I brand conscious? Actually, no. I just get the usual brands like Milo, Bear Brand, Nescafe, Lucky Me, because that’s what I’m used to therefore I know where to find them easily, saves time, lol! And since I get the usual stuff, I can even estimate how much I need to pay at the counter, and IF it is higher than the usual it only means a price of something went up.

I will take a few seconds to raise an eyebrow, pay my bill anyway and leave the store. Everything takes 30 minutes or so depending on the queue in the counter. Not much fun, huh? But I enjoy it anyway, lol!  

An entry for

My Birthday Wish (Reposted From Kimmy Schemy))

Kim09

I am turning 36

On the 6th of November

So, I’m posting what I wish to have

As a wife, a mother and blogger

ronel

I wish my husband peace of mind

Wherever he may be

For him to stay the way he is

To everybody else and me

kulets
 

I wish my children would grow to be

Healthy, kind and smart

That they would always be at ease

In both the mind and heart

all blogs

I wish to have more time to blog

To post entries and more comments

To my blogger friends and would be friends

And savor all those moments

Kim08

But most of all I wish to be

better in what I do

A better wife, mom, teacher

And a better blogger, too.

Happy Birthday to ME!

-written by the blog author, Kim Agustin Laxa