Consistently Inconsistent Life of a Stay at Home MOM
Welcome to my own domain, finally! My hubby was pushing me to have this since long time, and I’m happy I finally decided to have this domain name. Pretty cool huh?
Dimpz is my nickname. Actually its Dimple or Dimps, but I found Dimpz is cooler and besides dimps.com and dimple.com are not available.
So here we go folks, enjoy reading about my life being at home mom.
Read on!
Thanks Ninong Rex!
Our li’l tinkerbelle when she was 27 months old. She loves dressin’ up as a fairy. Fly and shower your pixie dust!!!
Ate Princess with her drawings on the kitchen walls as her background.
The Invitation
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
Last Saturday we had our second meeting for our tennis lesson. Our instructor reviewed all the basics in tennis by letting us again execute all the past lessons. As I mentioned in my last blog about tennis that we were 3 new students but it seemed that that day we were so many in the tennis court, lots of balls were flying and old students were there also. I think our instructor should limit the number of students per session per day. It’s not gonna work well if we (his students) is given very limited time. I’m telling you, it’s not gonna work that way.
The other day my friend M (whom I got fond of coz she’s so bubbly and a very nice friend; I can see the very essence and value of friendship in her) sent me an e-mail asking some small favor in helping her to prepare and cook for her friend’s birthday (and alongside with her friend’s celebration was a religious activity the 2000 Rosary; it’s almost the same with what we had in our house the only difference is the 2000 Hail Mary’s instead of the usual count).
I called her after reading some mails and answering some phone calls from other friends and told her the needed ingredients in making leche flan and ref. cake and talked more on what we’ll be doin’ since its weekend again. We settled with the idea of going to Villagio Mall and there’s the newly opened Carrefour to have our groceries and just to see what’s with this new mall.
This is the first official day that our tennis lesson has started. Our instructor Mr. T arrived, I guess past 8 pm, and his assistant were already there teaching some Indonesian kids and we are 2 new tennis students plus a 23 yr. old Moroccan lady.
The Racquet Parts
First the assistant taught me the parts of a racquet, which are the head, face (which is where you hit the ball), down to the neck then the grip or handle and the butt.
Then our instructor came and taught us the basics of tennis.
Finally, I gave in to my friend’s (J) persuasion of trying a new sport, which is by the way she really patronizes (whom she referred as a sport with “class”). It’s been nearly 2 months that she was talking me into engaging into tennis.
Eventhough, I really liked the idea of indulging myself into a new sport which would help me also reduce my weight (still got the love handles from giving birth to my 1 year old son) and to have time for myself once in a while still I was so hesitant to join her for lot of reasons; like I don’t have a nanny who’ll take care of my kids while I’m out there and enjoying myself and second it’s still summer and sometimes humidity is so high but my hubby cooperated very well and as well as my brother, so case no. one is solved then just deal with the heat and the humidity.
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