My Positive Friends:)

I am happy to say that somehow I have positive friends. They are not that much but suffice it to say they are ten thousand more. I’m still lucky to have a few of them. They are heavenly sent angels in my life. They are the persons that make me smile. They are my friends that show respect and always on my back if ever I need help. Isn’t it nice to have them in your life? I am proud to say that I have friends who can cheer me up and not dampen my mood whenever I talk to them. They are my friends who speak good things about others and not talk ill about their detractors. Someone who brightens up your day, near or far, yes, I can still feel their presence.

They are my friends who are so caring that you can feel their sincerity that you can differentiate them from those who are just so nosy that after the confidentiality of what you just shared you’ll hear it from another person with another side story, of course, a newer version tailor made according to the views of the who shared it.


They are my positive friends who always look on the positive side of the issues. They talk of nice things, and if ever they’ll mingle with some delicate issues they always manage to tell you the lighter side rather than the dark side.My positive friends are always fair.

They don’t let negativities rule their lives. Even they have dilemmas of their own still goodness and positiveness emanates their personalities. I’m proud to say that they are my friends! And I thank them for having me as their friend. Love you friends!Sometimes

I feel fed up of those persons who always talk the bad things of their other friends, take note, as they claim that they are friends or close friends or worst best friends. If things don’t turn up the way that they want it then they’ll start assassinating the person itself and not discuss the issue per se.Sometimes they speak too much what’s in their minds and not thinking of what others might feel on their rampage of bitter words. One day they are nice to you and the next day they are more like of a bull who happen to be out of its pen.

Sometimes I have to remind myself not to be affected by their black spell. They are those persons who claim my friends but still they talk behind my back. Don’t forget we live in the same circle of friends that what you have said about us pass from one tongue to another until it reaches us. What is funny here is sometimes they tend to be nice; they sweet talk us with those sugar coated praises. They are nice to the kids but I guess sometimes it’s hard to pretend that their claws are showing behind those soft words and angelic faces.

Sometimes it’s nice not to listen to them. I practice sometimes the deaf ear. It’s like hearing something which I really don’t; it’s like processing something that can’t be processed.

Again, having positive friends are worth not just even a thousand but its like having a million. 

Party Preparations

Theme: Disney Princess Friends Party

The celebrant, Andrea Lizette will be Cinderella. She’s going to be 4 years old. Why the disney princess and friends theme? The celebrant chosed this theme as she wanted to be one of the disney princesses. She loves playing Cinderella with her brother. And she loves wearing a gown with a crown on her head and a glass slipper.

All the kids should come in their best costume outfit and we’ll choose from the girls and as well as from the boys who has the most excellent outfit.

The Venue. It’s in Bennigans Khalifa Tennis and Squass Complex. We ordered already the foods that we want them to serve only that I still have to come up with the list of guests. RSVP us at once if you open your inbox friends.

Date and Time: September 21, 2007 (Friday) from 7:00 pm to 9:pm. Guests should come on time for there’s only a two –hour birthday party.

Party activities. (Done,  but I still have to confirm with other kids and moms).

Party Preparations:

Cake and Cake Stand–a gift from Ninang Jinky (hehehe her Ninay is so sweet)

Gowns made by Lander

Tiara borrowed from BFF Xiannelle (from one princess to another)

Invitation–done, I woke up 5 am 4 days ago and finished it after 30 minutes.

Loot Bags—bought from carrefour, dream, al rawnaq.

Give aways- bought from daiso is in hyatt plaza, al rawnaq in airport

Prizes for the games- from baby shop and al rawnaq

Party Host– confirmed. Ninay Robin will be the party host.

Decorations in the party hall- this is also from one princess to another. Thanks ate Shey! And the party mom–moi!

Video and Photography by Uncle Nonoy and Tito X-tian.

My to-do List:

1.       Buy Give aways and decorate them–done

2.       Additional loot items–done

3.       Candies for the pinata — done

4.       Picturial for the invitation– gown is not yet ready.

5.       Print Invitations –cancelled, Cost cutting, e-mail is a better option

6.       Pinata-I bought from Events, 3rd Flr. Royal Plaza, Al Sadd.

7.       Buy balloons in the ff. colors: magenta, blue, pink, lavender-X

8.       Shop for prizes (10 prizes)-done

9.       Buy video cam cartridge-X

10.   Print name tags-X Thnanks Tita Wen for offering your big help in printing the name tags. Mwah!

The Malu Fernandez Brouhaha

It’s on the blogosphere, in the newspaper and there are lots of forwarded messages on the net for what Malu Fernandez had written in the Lifestyle column in People Asia Magazine.  I don’t read that magazine but this reached me thru a forwarded message.

That’s a very wrong move of her just to give a humor to her magazine column she ridiculed the OFWs.  Its not even humane what she had written. Her derogatory statements are so intense. I don’t care if she belongs to the elites or whatever, I don’t even know her. I don’t care if she uses a Jo Malone perfume but what I care is her rudeness towards us, OFWs (that includes me even if I’m just a stay at home mom). The string  of words that she used are very disrectful.

She said that she had a target audience for her written column, then okay it’s only for those upper class elites but I guess those people won’t find it funny either. Because i believe that not all of them are like her, (matapobre). She wrote something for her selected readers at the expense of the OFWs.

She wants to draw the attention of the many then she had it now only that many chose not to applaude her but they wanted to wring her neck. OFWs reacted furiously, some are passive, some wants more from her. If only curses could kill her then I guess she’ll be 6 feet under the ground already.

OFWs should receive a public apology from her and the People of Asia Magazine should not let that column come out in the first place. The work of the media people is to bring to the people news or whatsoever but behind that is responsibility, it’s accountability of your action.

Hey, don’t bother again to fly with Emirates Airlines or else you’ll be sacked by OFWs. Ang cute mo…grrrr.

And now here’s another side of Malu fernandez:

Statement from Malu Fernandez on the OFW Controversy

“I am humbled by the vehement and heated response provoked by my article entitled ‘From Boracay to Greece!’ which came out in the June 2007 issue of People Asia. To say that this article was not meant to malign, hurt or express prejudice against the OFWs now sounds hollow after reading through all the blogs from Filipinos all over the world. I am deeply apologetic for my insensitivity and the offensive manner in which this article was written, I hear you all and I am properly rebuked. It was truly not my intention to malign hurt or express prejudice against OFWs.

As the recent recipient and target of death threats, hate blogs, and deeply personal insults, I now truly understand the insidiousness of discrimination and prejudice disguised as humor. Our society is bound together by human chains of kindness and decency. I have failed to observe this and I am now reaping the consequences of my actions. It is my fervent hope that the lessons that Ive learned are not lost on all those who through anonymous blogs, engaged in bigotry, discrimination, and hatred ( against overweight individuals , for example )

I take full responsibility for my actions and my friends and family have nothing to do with this. To date I have submitted my resignation letters to both the Manila Standard and People Asia, on that note may this matter be laid to rest. “

R.S.V.P. Us Please:)

I made an invitation card for my daughter’s 4th birthday party very much early, more than a month in advance and after making it I sent it at once to our friends with the emphasis on the R.SV.P.

Some friends replied at once to my invitation, stating their presence for the said party but they are only few, maybe the others have not yet opened my e-mail that’s why I did not receive a reply. If I receive an invitation to a party with RSVP then I would at once reply to the host, it’s like paying attention to the question if you’re going or not. Your firm indication would mean a lot to the party host. If RSVP is written on the invitation then the invited guests should tell the host wether or not they plan to come.

The reason behind why I had to send invites a month ahead is for me to have the fixed head count of who are going to come so that I can tell the restaurant the exact number of guests who are coming. This will keep me from overpaying foods for those guests who will not appear in the party. I need to know the quantity of the food that I’m going to order. I have to come up with the exact number of loot bags to prepare for the kids; how many for boys and how many for the girls. I need to know how many give aways should i buy. And that’s what RSVP is for. The term RSVP is from a french expression: ” respondez s’il vous plait”, meaning “please respond!” RSVP stands also for “Response Solicited for your Valuable Presence.”

Maybe their silence means a “yes”, they will come but then again it could mean “no”, they won’t come. Either of the two but I need an answer. Hope I could receive more replies and feedbacks if they’re coming or not.

Big School Here I Come!




Two more weeks and our daughter, Andrea Lizette will start here formal education in Doha Montessori and British School (DMBS) as KG1. Last Monday, Aug 20 together with her BFF Xianne and family we went to their school to inquire about the school uniform and some other important informations. We were given a info guide with all the rules and class schedules for the autumn, spring and summer terms and as well as the dos’ and don’ts in the school.

Then we were directed to the store in Salwa Road in front of Mercedes Benz showroom, to the Zaks store, from where we can buy  the uniforms and they are also selling other uniforms for schools like American School, Park House, Doha College and many others. The uniforms are quite costly, I bought 3 pieces of  size 4 dress uniform at Qr. 95 each, a P.E. shirt for Qr.50 and a trouser for Qr. 60. And we have to come back for the cricket hat and jacket with school logo. They are also selling book bags, shoes and school bags.

As of today she woke up earlier (5 am)  than the other days, as we prepare her biological clock with an earlier schedule of sleeping and waking so as not to shock her system when her school starts.

She’s looking forward to starting her new school. She’s so excited that she would always ask us how many days more before the school starts. She’s always telling stories of how it would be in her new school. I guess she’s more matured now unlike when she went to Mulberry Bush for her play school that longer time was spent in waking her up and she did lots of antics so that she’ll not go there. We are as well as happy as she is and I guess this is it. Her mind is set into something she like to do. And that’s a good start!

There are lots of moments that she tested our patience. There are lots of funny stories, some are horrifying just to let her stay in the house and not go to the nursery. She was not out of excuses and alibis and she was so quick on plans just to spare her in going to the play school. That was how it went when she started going there but gradually she accepted it.There was a time that I thought her dad send her already to the nursery but they ended up touring the city of Doha because she kept on crying. That time her dad was having his vacation so she just wanted to stay in the house and play with her dad and her brother. The puking antics came and the scared dad did not let her go to school even that they were already indide the gate instead he let her see what happens to kids who don’t go to school. He told her and showed her what would she’ll become if she’ll not go to school. They parked near a construction site ( as if my daughter is a boy that she’ll end up as a construction laborer if she’ll not go to school) to let her see how hard to have a job as a laborer. They went to a police station. They went to a maid agency. It was funny and at the same time annoying. But still you ended up in the nursery coz I  brought you there even if I had to trick you in getting inside the gate until we reached the office of the admin then to the classroom.

Things like these, stories of your childhood, of how you evolve on maturities in some aspects taught us lessons; it’s not only you my dear who learned a lesson but also us your loving parents.

We love you that’s why we have to mold you, to educate you and to discipline you.

It was only a Quarter

This is a forwarded e-mail from my bosom friend Mavis…

Several years ago, a preacher  from out-of-state accepted a call to a
church in Houston, Texas. Some weeks after he arrived, he had an  occasion to ride the bus from his home to the downtown area. When he sat  down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him a quarter  too much  change.
As he considered what  to do, he thought to himself, “You’d better give the quarter back. It  would be wrong to keep it.” Then he thought, “Oh,
forget it, it’s only a  quarter. Who would worry about this little amount?
Anyway, the bus company  gets too much fare; they will never miss it.
Accept it as a ‘gift from  God’ and keep quiet.”

When his stop came, he paused  momentarily at the door, and then he handed the quarter to the driver and  said, “Here, you gave me too much change.”

The driver, with a smile,  replied, “Aren’t you the new preacher in town? I have been thinking  a lot lately about going somewhere to worship. I
just wanted to see what  you would do if I gave you too much change. I’ll   see you at church on Sunday.”

When the preacher stepped off  of the bus, he literally grabbed the nearest light pole, held on, and said, “Oh  God, I almost sold your Son  for a quarter.”

Our lives are the only Bible  some people will ever read. This is a really scary example of how much people  watch us as Christians and will put us
to the test! Always be on guard and  remember that you carry the name of Christ on your shoulders when you call  yourself “Christian.”

Watch your thoughts;  they become words;
Watch your words; they  become actions;
Watch your actions;  they become habits;
Watch your habits;  they become character;
Watch your character;  it becomes your destiny.