Sad for Yaya

Yaya one came to us when we desperately needed someone to be with the kids when we go to work.  My requirements then was that they be reliable and honest and would concentrate more on the children. Never mind the housework because as we are living in an apartment, there really wasn't much to clean about.  We have washing machines, and other appliance that makes housework easier anyway.

When we transferred to our new house,  suddenly we were made aware of the inadequacies of the yayas especially that the other yaya that we brought was influenced to buy a cellphone.  The workers who did the renovations were always telling me how fortunate these helpers because of how light their tasks were, how lenient I was to them, how free they were to do what they do because we are not around during the daytime to check on them and the fact that we are paying them 3.5K per month each.  Perhaps the bigness of our new house has made glaring the housework that needs to be done but were not because they kept on bringing their cellphone whereever they go, they always need to be told what to do, needs to be told what to do repeatedly, somehow the place is just so dirty that one wonders if it is normal for them to live like they don't see the things that needs to be cleaned.

What's more important is that my eldest daughter was brought to the hospital because of low potassium levels.  My children are probably suffering from malnutrition and I blame myself for not following up on the Yaya.  The vitamins are there but the yaya did not give them to the kids just because we transferred to the new house.  I suppose, they thought the vitamins were co-terminus with the apartment.  They allow the kids to skip meals because they don't know how to make them eat. And so now, I don't rely on the yaya anymore.  And they are fun of saying yes to everything that you asked them. So i got tired of the yayas but just continue to make allowances but the husband got tired of the yaya and asked me to get a replacement. So yaya one has to go. The other yaya seems to be making amends and is now trying to make up for her attitude in the past.  But I'm never one to give false hope, so i told her this evening that some other new yaya will arrive next week to take her place.  Just so she knows and can prepare in advance..

Melancholy over something

It has been quite a long time since i've posted something new. Not that there's going to be complaint coming from my readers if ever there was any.  I am melancholic right now. Not really sad. Someone closed to me turned verbally abusive and i resent that.  If you try hard not to say something that may hurt another person, how can you not try harder not to say something that will hurt a member of your family?  At times, I wondered if I could have done that to my children but I don't think I've ever did that knowing how bad i would feel if someone would do that to me. So yeah, I am melancholic because of that.  I just thought that this person would own up to it and say sorry. But I dont suppose that will happen...

Deboning a bangus

Bangus has become a staple on our table. It's because it's usually the only fish we could get that's fresh relatively speaking. It's specially delicious marinated fried or isugba. My only complain about it is the million bones. So i've searched youtube on how to debone a bangus and found that it's not as easy at all.

Makati Fire Station

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Went last friday afternoon to Comelec office at the 2nd floor of the Makati Fire Station building for the purpose of getting a voter's id as a requirement for the Yellow Card now that we are already residents.  I was surprised( not pleasantly!) that the offices on the second floor of the Fire Station building are shabby, especially the Comelec office.  In my mind, i didn't think there are still government offices  like that which is a far cry from the offices at Makati City Hall.  At the very least, they could have made the place well lighted, repaired the comfort rooms and somehow made the place a little bit welcoming.  In fairness, the employees immediately entertained me even though my reason for going there was not granted. By the way, why do the comelec has to wait for May to register new voters? It seemed like an antiquated practice.

But i digress, once again.  Mayor Junjun, at least make the comfort rooms clean, doors repaired, visitor friendly. Not like this. Me ganito pa din pala sa makati!

Old photos

I found old photos of mine with some friends onboard Mary Joy 2, a vessel owned by Aleson Shipping that plies from Zamboanga City to Sandakan, Malaysia.

Little did I know, that the husband used to work with this ship back when he was just starting out as an inter-island seafarer.  Nope, we didn't really met there. He already left sometime 1997 while my trip was sometime 2000.  It was also the first time that I went to Zamboanga. Never did it crossed my mind that it will become my 4th home.  The husband's siblings live there and his alma mater is there, so any oppurtunity to go on vacation to Mindanao, we always include Zamboanga in our sojourns.

Sometimes, I think that i don't say often how much i appreciate the husband's efforts to make us live comfortably.  Don't think much about our fights husband, I really do love you regardless. Early this morning, I appreciate you opening to me about some things. And don't worry much about those things, you are the most capable person i know. Somehow, your work ethic has rubbed on me and which makes me a better person i think.  Just saying..