Floral Doll Shoes. 

Religion you can wear. Vintage inspired pious much bracelet. :) 

The shoes aren’t really new new. Peter gave ‘em to me as a Vday gift this year. I was still preggers that time, so I was in hiatus from wearing heels. I still haven’t worn this yet. Still waiting for its debut. LOL. 

My baby is now a mini lady! Of course I’m impartial and biased, but this photo just reminds me of those ad campaigns by GAP! Guma - GAP ang peg ng anak ko, hehe.)

Doing one of their ballet moves. Not sure what this pose is called. LOL! When she does this, I’m reminded that, yes, she’s just 5! :)

Little Ms. Long Legs! :)

Staple summer item: Denim Shorts!

The Little Star!

Mother and Daughter. We bond over “photoshoots”. LOL! :)

Entry way. :)

This, at the balcony of our dream home on that hill overlooking the ocean. :) Except, the furniture will be coated in white! :)

Dining room pegs. :)

Kitchen utensils organization is LOVE.

Shelves!!! I have a love affair with shelves.

Le bathroom!

Home office. :)

To dine al fresco at my garden/lawn.

Some summer accents! :)

Jump-started our Thursday with Peallerina’s ballet class. :)

Tutus: here, there and everywhere.

PeazzaPie’s best (ballet) buddy, Dorita (Iya). My Twin’s daughter. I think one of the telltale signs of a great friendship is when your kids become friends as well. This is just cuteness! :)

On the way home, we passed by this Sakura-like tree. Gorgeous! I know my photo doesn’t do justice but this is really a sight amidst the hustle and bustle of the busy roads. :)

Then, what really made my day was this…

In the middle of having lunch with my father and Fifi, a little butterfly came through the window and it fluttered around, then it landed on Fifi’s fingers. I took a quick photo of it using my phone ‘coz 1) my cammy ran out of bat and 2) I was afraid it might just go away in a snap. So, I had just to capture it right away. But it rested on Fifi’s finger for a little while. I rushed to the room to charge the cam in hope to snap a better photo, but when I was about to do so, it started fluttering around again. Dad said that it has been going in and out of the house for quite sometime now before we got home. We all think it’s our Georgina. :) God’s message that my angel is okay. Life’s little surprises. :) We love you and miss you very much Little DiorGee. Daddy misses you very much as well. I hope you visit your daddy in Taiwan as well. :)

We visited DiorGee in the afternoon. Ate picked this flower for her and this pixie-dust like wild flower for her baby sister. :)

We brought her flowers. :) Uncle Mikko came too. :)

Then we had pizza and tacos at Mexita. No photos. We were busy devouring the food. And Tugs was busy chismaxing! LOL!

Went to the DIY store! It was heaven! :) 

That’s it, pansit for my Thursday. Hope you had a nice day too! :)

There’s a constant traffic of thoughts in my head right now - about random, mundane  things that I just couldn’t shrug off no matter how much I want to.

Could be because Peter’s away so there’s this annoying need for me to fill the void of his current absence. I’m crazy and paranoid like that. And I guess this kind of moment is necessary to force us to think, ponder, muse and do the periodical reflection of our lives.

What I’m about to write reminds me of the serenity prayer, “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference.” 

Because acceptance is the first step… I have to accept the following truths about me, yep, no matter how harsh they may be to me or to other people…

• I have to learn to accept and respect my need to always talk and express myself. I just cannot NOT talk. The only times that I’m mum is when I’m deeply engrossed in doing something - organizing my cubicle (papers, projects, books, magazines, etc) at the faculty room; arranging my clothes according to color; playing dress up and have a self-photoshoot (coz I’m vain, tell me who isn’t and I’ll tell you that lady is lying, LOL); cleaning our nest; writing down my thoughts; D.I.Y projects; Pinterest-ing; window shopping, shopping, going through aisles and aisles of ceramic heaven (oh what a pure bliss!). These are my perfect zen moments. I can’t meditate because doing such would require me to sit still and be mindful of my breathing and emptying my brain - THAT, I couldn’t just do now. For me to sort of “calm” my mind which seems to always in a “brainstorm”, I need to be preoccupied.
• I have to accept and respect my constant need to please and win the approval of my own mother. I don’t think she doesn’t appreciate me or is not proud of me, I guess I just have to wait for that day when she learns to express positively her encouragement and take pride in me. Well, I guess that’s natural to Pisceans, they’re not really touchy-feely. Peter’s like that as well. And I have to respect them for that, the same way that I have to respect my needs to always please the fudge out of them. I mean, there’s gotta be one of us who’ll give in one day, right? Either they finally learn to express more OR I finally wouldn’t give a f*ck anymore and just be happy that they are in my life.
• I have to seriously respect my trust issues and paranoia. Maybe one day they’ll give me the slack and just let me live life the hakuna matata way. If worrying is a degree, I think I’m near to graduating with a Ph.D in worrying. I know. It’s just ironic that I keep accumulating all these self-help books about, well, helping oneself, but there would still be days that I’d forget everything that I’ve read and learned and go on a worrying spree! 
• I have to respect myself for being quick to anger. Blame it on too much worrying. I think it’s just anxiety gone bad. Or when I’m super hungry. If there’s a free anger management class in Bahamas, I’d take it any day!
• I have to accept and respect my weaknesses. I don’t want to be torturing and spending a great amount of time into trying to convert myself into a left brained individual - you know, more logical, rational, analytical. I am not THAT. I’m an EFNP  and I’m happy I’m this kind of person. Being an EFNP may have lead to troubles but then it what has always saved me as well. It’s my strength and my weakness at the same time.

Well, this is it for now. Maybe one day, there would be changes, positive ones. But for now, I just have to face my “demons”. Gimme that Absolut! Because, there’s nothing absolute in life, only vodka!