Saturday blues ...

My awful cold seem to have gotten tired of hanging around ... thank goodness! My voice is still on vacation ... it comes and it goes ... that's a good sign it is slowly getting bored of being away too long from me. That's a good sign, eh?

This week had been chaotic ... what with all the preparations behind all the meetings and exhibition during our recent global conference meet. I say chaotic in a positive way 'coz for me it's great fun being part of such an event. While there is a lot of work that has to be done, it is somewhat rewarding after each of these struggles. This one is no exception ... we had a very successful conference, and everyone was very pleased.

Today, I'm taking things easy ... not only because I need it, but because I deserve it. I dream and weave my way someplace nice and warm ... being on a white sand beach, enjoying sun and a cool breeze, lazying, reading a book and a piñacolada drink just within my reach. Heaven!

Decked with colds ...

... haunted and torn. It's that time of the year again ... I can't elude this plague of colds which is a recurring event during winter time. It would always start with Alexander ... then my hubby ... and then poor me. I am very susceptible to all kinds of bacteria ... and I just don't know how to protect myself from it all.

I hope this horrible cold will go away ...

Confidante ...

... that's me to my son. He has shared a lot of secrets with me. I think it's kinda cool ... knowing his heart's desire ... his dreams ... his memorable moments .... and his christmas wish list!

I like spending some time with my kid - when he's not grouchy, or not all too excited over something. The last few weeks, our small talks had become more and more sensible ... adult-like, serious yet such fun.

This week, our "serious" talk centered on girls. His question: "How can a girl say she likes you and then shes kisses another boy?". Advise, anyone? I can tell he was somewhat confused. Nowadays, he says he don't trust girls anymore. He has told me of girls stealing . kiss from him - this makes him upset ... very upset! He says, "I don't want to get pimples on my face!",

My kid is still a kid, yet somehow, he would strike me as an adult with the way he'd reason and argue in most cases. In just a couple of more years, he's no kid anymore, but a teenager, What can one expect? More argument? More know-it-all attitude? Uggghhh! It sure felt like a waiting game ...

Just the same, a confidante is what I want to be for my kid ... close by ... someone he can talk to ... argue and reason with. It's a role I'd play well and good here and now ... and hopefully well into the future.

Gloomy Sunday ...

... coz it's too cloudy, grey and boring. Rain is threathening the horizon and Alexander's upset. This kind of weather would mean another stay-at-home day for him - he can't go out biking nor can he have friends over for playtime.

Anyway, the day is just starting. First breakfast, the swim class and then whatever would come up to our minds to do after lunch. For me, it's house chores - laundry, clean-up in the bedrooms and stacking up of things away in the storage in preparation for the coming winter. We're bracing for snow! I just hope it would take its own sweet time to come down to the south of Sweden. I'd pick the cloudy, rainy and grey weather anytime over snow.

How's Sunday on your end?

Overqualified ...

... that's how my merits were ajudged after my interview today.
How do I feel? Let me see ... Elated? Upset? Frustrated? Dunno really. Perhaps relieved? One thing certain is the fact that after my interview, I realised this particular post isn't really what I need nor something suited for me. What really ticked me off is when I was told, yet again, that I was "overqualified". Can one really be "overqualified"? Oh well, I guess another opportunity will soon come my way. Patience is a virtue ... I might as well exercise my "patience" ... tons of patience!

Down with a horrible headache ...

... nah, not me. Alexander came home feeling not entirely well. He was supposed to finish his homework before I get home but did not manage that well. He was so apologetic, almost close to tears. I sent him to rest but ended up falling asleep. I didn't have the heart to wake him up now ... poor chap! I'd probably make him a midnight sandwich in case he wakes up hungry later on.

The much dreaded flu is just around the corner. We've been downed by colds early last week which we managed to keep at bay with loads of Vitamin C drinks. We just can't afford to be sick ... ugghh!

By the way, I made some pasta with meat sauce for dinner tonight ... heavenly says my hubby. And yes, I got carried away in spicing up the meat sauce with lots of garlic and onions - and topped it with parsley! Yummy-yum-yum indeed!

Stockholm i mitt hjärta ...

Stockholm in my heart ....

It's always a welcome treat for us to visit Stockholm. This summer for the next 3 more days is one of those treats. One tend to see Stockholm in a different light at each visit - there's always something new to discover ... some new experience to bring home with you.

We arrived Stockholm at lunchtime yesterday ... amid heavy rains! But this didn't stop us from exploring the city as soon as we disposed of our luggage and packs at our appointed apartment-hotel. I am equally excited as my two boys ...

A visit to Stockholm always bring my hubby down memory lane - he's a true blue Stockholm-born Swede. The Årsta neighbourhood is a given car cruise destination and a quick round to the Kungsholm area and visit to the good old boat club is also a must. It's fascinating for my hubby to see his childhood landmarks still in its place while some of his favourite play spots have literally gone into oblivion ... and replaced by new buildings or skyscrapers. Somehow, despite the structures being new, it still breathes some kind of sense of "belonging" ... this used to be his "playground".

I have had my own share of memories of Stockholm at each visit over the 15 yrs I've lived in Sweden. I am much more of a Swede now than a Filipino, as my husband have observed. It's quite true that I now have a different view of my native Philippines compared to when I was still living out there. Still, my heart belongs to the Philippines, as my husband would claim his have always belonged to Stockholm.

Whew!

Reclaiming my blogger page made me sweat!
Anyway, things went out well - after so many trying hours trying to open this account, I'm definitely back!

We had a full day today ... what with Alexander's activities and those errands we needed to get over and done with. Otherwise, our weekend had been nice.

Whilst father and son are busy watching Top Gear (what else!), I've been racking my brains out writing a patent brief - oh yes, I've been dabbling in mini-inventions as well ... just to satisfy my creative mind (!) and be active in generating new ideas, which hopefully would develop into something useful - and of course, profitable! More datails later ... much, much later!

An interview is also in the offing come Wednesday ... I've been gunning for another assignment in another department ... I was told I have a good chance in landing the post. However, there are quite a number of details yet to be addressed and agree on. I'm keeping my fingers crossed ... it would be a very challenging job, but I'm ready and eager to take on this very challenge.

Mind you, I have a couple of interesting projects here and there ... and one would think I've been crazy to juggle these one after the other. But then again, isn't it what makes life exciting? The unknown and the very thought of what the end-result of such a project is what keep us on our toes ... at least it works for me.

I'm looking forward to the coming weeks ... they are very promising and I can't wait to see the end result of my "projects" and other activities.

Proud to be pinoy ... again!

Yup, I'm Filipino again ... re-acquired citizenship, that is.
And yet, I'm also a Swede. Hurray for dual citizenship!

I got sworn in today at lunchtime - with my favourite boys in attendance. It was neat as I recite my oath of allegiance. It was a bit comic because I was not all all prepared to do the oath. I thought I was called in to finalise my documents and submit my notarised copies. In my application form, I have consciously declined issuance of any Philippine passport in my name and omitted my son's name to avail of dual citizenship. The embassy staff tried so hard to convince me to apply for a passport instead of just the Citizen ID Card, and they tried so very hard to convince me to include my son's name in my dual citizenship application. Still, very diplomatic, I declined. When pressed for reasons, I tried to explain as civil, and honestly as I could.

The passport issue: Other than it's but an extra expense, and for practical reasons, I do not have any good use of the Philippine passport. I travel a lot in Europe - both at work and privately. Travelling on a Philippine passport is an inconvenience for me due to the need to avail of the Schengen visa everytime I need to travel. I would want to be able to travel without any constraint in Europe, Asia and the USA without any visa hassle. My Swedish/EU passport makes all my travels easy as pie.

Dual citizenship for my son: This, I feel, is something I cannot decide for my son at his young age. I would like to give him the option to decide for himself. Applying for one now felt so wrong ... he's too young to understand what this is all about. Think if this isn't what he would want?

Right or wrong, I stand by my decision. I'll take whatever consequence my decisions would entail in the future. One thing is sure at this point in time - yes, I'm proud to be a Filipino again. Especially now with a new President in Noynoy Aquino ... there sure is hope, and one can dream again for a better Philippines - and I want to be part of all that.

Lazy Saturday ...

... it's really summer in Gothenburg!

Believe me, the heat is really exhausting and pressing. At almost 29-30 degrees Celcius, work in the garden is out of the question. Much as we would like to go out and bike, the heat is such a turn off!

Alexander's friend came for a visit, which is good - they'd keep each other company while we busied oursleves with some household chores. We were told by some neighbours that the Fiskebäck and Näset beaches was too crowded ... from the beach and up to the cliffs. They opted to come home and sunbathe out in their porch.

We had some grilled burgers for lunch today - it was a feast! But we're not the only ones having a grill during lunch ... shrieks and laughter flooded the atmosphere here and there ... I guess most families stayed home just like us.

Soon the heat and sun would let up ... I hope. A late evening walk would be nice. Bur first, we're to catch a game of football - Germany vs Argentina.

Free from work ...

... at least for the next 10 days. My summer holiday starts today - and every other week hereon. I was asked to report to work for 2 weeks during the summer month of July to attend to some paperwork and serve as mentor to some of our summer student apprentice - I'll be some sort of motherhen, so to speak.

I've looked forward to my first 10 days of holiday ... however, we have yet to make plans on what to do, given it's midsummer days. One way or the other, we'd definitely find something very interesting to do.

I spent my whole day today at meetings. At coffee break, we were all treated to the usual summer "fika" - strawberries and ice cream! As my boss will be taking on another assignment in Stockholm, she said her goodbyes and thank yous to our group. By the end of the day, we all received a níce summer present - a book and a pack of chocolate truffles! Yup, lotta goodie treats ... all in one day.

Free from work ... I'll make sure to enjoy the most of my first 10 days of holiday!

Prince Daniel wedding speech

I am invited to Crown Princess Victoria's wedding today ....

... well, at least invited to witness it on national TV. But I have to decline the invitation because I have a date with the Three Musketeers to Liseberg.

Busy weeks ahead ...

I am very excited ... or shall I say I've been very excited for the last couple of weeks now because of the projects I've been involved in. Sad to say, I can't divulge just as much as they are all in its planning stage ... but things are really shaping up. On the positive note, they are right on schedule!

I guess I'll be just as busy during my holidays ... but you need not worry. This gal sure ain't gonna work all day ... I sure would induce some fun and play as I attend to work.

Busy bee, that's me!

Summer, summer, summer!

I am so looking forward to summer these days. As soon as I see a glimpse of sunshine, I feel hopeful - oh please, stay on for the longest time!

'Woke up a bit startled this morning ... mind you, at 5am! It's that feeling like you're supposed to be someplace else and you're very late. And then you can't simply go back to sleep anymore because the sun's up and it's light right outside your window.

7 more days to my official holiday week ... can't wait!

Year 2 Class Picnic

That would be today at high noon .... I can't wait to see who would be there. It had been raining for weeks in Gothenburg ... not really a great time for a picnic. I'm pinning my hopes on Mr Sunshine not to let me down.

I happen to be one of the class parent representatives in my son's class and it is our task to get the kids together for one final group activity before the summer break - that's the summer picnic as it is. Being "in-charge" is not that easy but it is somewhat fun as you go along the preparations ... patience is key!

Gotta go ... I have food (and games!) to prepare for this event. I wish I could pack and bring along sunshine with me ... that would make things all too easy and everyone happy ... :0)

week 22 of 2010 ...

... is one of the amazing weeks in our life. We really feel incredibly blessed and thankful to live our lives as it is. One can't ask for more ... I for one won't wish for things differently. I'm loving life ... living life ... enjoying life a thousand fold! Nay, make that a million fold! Can one say that?

Oh well, I just want to put this event in our life in writing - week 22 / 2010 is a week worth remembering.

Kålltorp nostalgia ...

6 June 2010 ... it's Swedish National Day today. As Alexander is on a day sail course, my hubby and I decided to do some errands, and we also went to do some nostalgia trip to our old neighbourhood in Kålltorp. I've always referred to Kålltorp as my first home in Sweden. I've lived here when I came to Sweden ... it's a lovely place close to the city of Gothenburg - you can walk, bike or get the tram easily and as you please.

It was a difficult decision for us to leave this place, but then again, our little boy was to start school on the other end of the city. And so we moved to another house and area.

Anyway, it felt kinda strange as we drove around the Kålltorp area - visiting shops and places we used to frequent. It's pure nostalgia, really. When we saw our old house, it brought back a lot of good (and bad) memories.

The neighbourhood hasn't changed much. Except for the new building constructions here and there, Kålltorp's old charm is still present. Today's outing had been great. On our way home, we bought some lemonade and sweet buns for the kids in Alexander's sail group - boy, were they hungry after the long day. Tired but quite satisfied.

What a lovely day!

Friday ... fredagsmys!

It's another Friday ... what a nice warm evening - perfect for fredagsmys!

You know you're out of the equation ...

... when your son go off on his own without telling you where is he going.

Well, our dear son left home for a little bike tour in the neighbourhood - so he says. We've given him the "freedom" to bike on his own under the condition he'd check in every half an hour - just to ease our thought that he's really around the corner. He didn't do so, then you begin to wonder: where the heck is he! The mommy mode in me shifted into high gear. Dad's not worried at all - he'll show up, he says. Close to an hour, he hasn't showed up.

And so I took my bike to look around - nix. Can't find him. I went home to find out he's not in at all. So, dad went instead. After a couple of minutes, he came back - no big boy in tow. Dad took the scooter thinking he's probably biked all the way to the harbour area, he's take a quick trip there - I stayed home just in case he's show up.

When he finally did come home, he was all too excited.

"Where have you been", I asked

"I was at the tennis hall", he replied matter of factly.

"It's late, it's 8pm already", I said, quite annoyed.

"Oh, I lost track of time. I was waiting for (girl's name)", he said. "I waited for her to finish her match and now I have to give her a call if she got home safely".

Grrrr .... I'm out of the loop!

My nine year old went for a date!

Talk of the town: Ship to Gaza

This time around, I thought I'd write and speak my mind ...

The recent turn of events about the Ship to Gaza has turned ugly. Yes, it’s very ugly.

While I support the cause of feeding the hungry and the innocent victims caught in between the warring countries of Israel and Palestine, still I can’t see any justifiable reason for its set of armies to resort to extreme violence and cause harm and death to its people.

The boarding of the Ship to Gaza has many versions – all depending on who you talk to, or what medium you’d use to look for information and details on what exactly went wrong.

Bear in mind that Gaza is the stronghold of the Hamas terrorist cell – which in many years claim to represent the welfare of the Palestinian people. The Hamas is also said to be revered by some as heroes! If you ask me, I can never imagine any group of people as heroes if part of their main agenda is to hurt and kill people, regardless of race or affiliations.

Hoping to contain Hamas’ acts of terrorism against Israel and its people, Israel saw it fit to maintain a blockade of Gaza which now ran for many years. However, the blockade would only allow basic humanitarian supplies into Gaza – food, clothing and medicines among others. The blockade, of course, didn’t sit well with the Hamas. Their only way out was to resort to more and intensified rocket fires over Israeli borders targeting its towns and people. In effect, you’d expect retaliation from Israel, right?

Over the years, the warring parties continued their never-ending and violent cat-and-mouse play with life at stake – never mind whose side. Each has now earned their own share of sympathisers. These sympathisers would soon adapt their own brand of “not my fault nor had done any wrongdoing” stance – very principled and expounding on their right to choose who to believe and support.

The incident at the Ship to Gaza a couple of days ago ticked me off – big time! Armed now with some information gathered from different media sources, I am inclined to ask, and doubt, the real purpose and intent of this humanitarian initiative as spearheaded by Turkey.

Allow me to ask …

• Other than the allowed food, clothing and medicines according to the terms of the Israeli blockade to Gaza, what else is the ship really carrying?
• If the organisers claimed the ship was already inspected and cleared by the Turkish government before it sailed to Gaza, why deny the Israeli officers the right to inspect the boat the second time around? It is one thing to inspect a ship before it sails and yet another when it enters another water territory, right? (click here to open video)
• If the nature and sole intent of the ship is to really deliver the goods to Gaza, why did the organisers rejected the very idea to let the Israelis escort and deliver the goods after inspection of its cargo? (click here to open video)
• Why the violent reaction from the “peacekeepers” (or shall we call them activists?) of the boat when they were informed that the Israeli naval group will have to board the ship? Was their collective lynching act necessary? (click here to open video)
• Was it true that there were Hamas members in the ship’s rooster of passengers?

Conflicting versions of what really happened abound. Some observers say that the Ship to Gaza initiative was meant to provoke Israel – it was under the guise of humanitarian activity with invited sympathisers on board who supports their mission to feed and care to the needy people of Gaza. That the boats in the convoy actually had direct and specific orders to sail to Gaza regardless of the Israeli blockade. And sail through it did, regardless of the repeated hail calls to stop and comply with the Israeli naval blockade as it is being enforced by Israel. Confrontation as a result, is then inevitable. But a number of death as an outcome of this equation is just too much too handle. However, one thing is quite certain, and now obvious – the Hamas have gotten themselves world centerstage, and they surely will use it to their advantage to gain sympathy for their cause – whatever that is.

Also, some reports claimed that the Israeli interception was done on international waters – a free zone to do what you want to do out at sea. Could Israel have done so? Or is it a claim too easy to make to dodge the bullet of blame? In more ways than one, facts tend to get twisted – all depending on who is retelling the chronology and chain of events that has happened. I would love to hear the version of the “invited guests and sympathisers” on board of the ship as to what really went on – before, during and after the Israeli boarding activity took place – of what they are to say, or what they were told to say, or what they are not allowed to say. Catch my drift?

Now, I’ve been asking myself: is Ship to Gaza a friend or foe? What is your take?

Israel and Palestine have both maintained that they are fighting for their survival, their principles, religion and their right to exist. Neither is prepared to accept fault or any wrongdoing – both parties claim they are right and entitled to do what they do. Neither would bulge, neither is willing to loosen up their end of rope as it snoozed tighter on the throats of the very people they claim they are protecting and are fighting for. These are the very people who are now suffering, trapped, and caught in the crossfire of their guns and knives and their sharp wagging tongues in endless exchange of virulent vile and vindications rubbing to the sentiments of its own people. How ironic! When will this ever stop?

Geez …

Somewhere out there ...

Love notes ...

... as posted on my bedroom door.

It was the sweetest and most thoughtful love notes I've ever read.

I love you, too!

Kakabakaba ka ba?

... ke Noynoy!

The Filipino people has spoken ... they elected the new President of the Republic of the Philippines - Noynoy Aquino.

As to who won as Vice President is still a big question: Mar Roxas claims the seat, and so does Jejomar Binay.

Don't ask me who won in the congressional and senatorial seat 'coz for me, the list is downright amusing, and somewhat insulting.

Right now, I am anxious to know who will be in Noynoy's list of Cabinet officers.

Finally .... springtime!

We've been anxious to see some signs of spring for weeks now - and when it finally came, in the guise of sprouts of lillies and tulips around our garden, it sudddenly dawned on me it will soon be summer! How time really flies! Wasn't it not too long ago when we had loads of snow and frost and chilly temperaatures? Winter had been harsh this year - I can't believe my tulips survived it at all ... but it did!

Last Sunday was Alexander's last swim day for this term - kids in his class received some swim badges (for completing the term's swim exercises) and kiddie treats. Parents exchanged contact numbers for possible summer play dates. Everyone was cheerful ... believe it or not, that's one clear sign of spring, too, you know. In any case, Alexander is all geared up to start his sail class this week ... need proof? Well, he packed his sail gear - booties, wetsuit and jacket, gloves - before going to bed tonight. Talk about being all too excited!

For us grown ups, we simply look forward to our late night grill activity ... that for us is a treat in itself.

Election time!

I have been monitoring the electoral process in the Philippines as early as 6am (Manila time) – I had my reservations when I heard and read how the initial tests of the PCOS voting machines failed a few days before Election Day. Also, the manner of clustering the list of voters per precinct was also dubious from the beginning. How do these Comelec experts expect 1200 Filipino voters in some precinct areas to vote in a 12 hrs maximum time? This electoral process will end up like a bad joke, and a big insult to the Filipino people if its result fail to register the needed number of voters by the end of the day.

This whole process is truly not very well planned. Or was it really planned to have it this way? A failed electoral process means extra presidential mandate for GMA, right? Could it be the case? Nah … I certainly hope it isn’t so. But then again, anything “magical” can happen right under our noses – especially in the Philippines as it is.

Electoral blues

Candid quotes about the coming presidential elections in the Philippines:

MANNY VILLAR:
(Presidential candidate)
"I will spare no one for graft."
Oh, great! Start by executing yourself for being the most corrupt citizen in the Republic of the Philippines.


NOLI DE CASTRO:
(Current Vice President of the Republic of the Philippines)
"I believe GMA will not allow failure of elections."
Yeah, right! She will make sure she will continue to sit as President even if she loses the election.

You want a piece of me?

Yep ... that's Alexander.

Many of you had been curious as to how he looked like nowadays. He sure exudes pretty much of his charm and ever so sweet.

He's growing and growing and growing.

I'm back!

Yes ... my blog has been screaming of utter neglect. I will offer no excuses ... I'm guilty as charged!

Things had been really chaotic on my end - from one activity to another, I try to cope up as best as I could. For the past 3 weeks now, I have been battling awful cold and allergy which doesn't seem to let up even after a lot of intake of good old fashioned "home cure". I've lost my voice for a good two weeks ... last week I thought I was feeling a lot better - boy was I totally wrong!

I was in charge of a 3-day training program at work last week for new employees in our category. It was participated by some new colleagues from our European regional offices. I thought I had everything under control - until the eruption of the Eyjafjallajokull volcano in Iceland last Wednesday, 14 April ... I was wrong again!

Anyway, no one paid much attention to the volcano eruption the whole morning of that Wednesday. We even talked about it over lunch - some think it was such an exotic news. For most Scandinavians, it was no big deal. Erupting volcanos in Iceland is as good as ordinary. No one was really concerned about any danger until the afternoon of the following day, Thursday , 15 April. By noontime, news had spread that the volcano has continued its stream of explosions and started spewing ash forming into heavy clouds over the skies. The strong winds started blowing northbound, spreading steadily its heavy ash clouds. By the end of the day, the Scandinavian airspace, and airports, closed. Panic spread swiftly among my European colleagues as they asked: "How are we going home?" Over our tapas and paella dinner, their worries quelled a bit as we talked about trivial topics.

As our training drew to a close yesterday, I noticed how distracted everyone was. No one was really paying attention to the presenters during the morning block - eyes were darting between the presentation screens and their laptops, or their mobile phones. During the morning break, we were advised that Sweden had announced closure of its airspace and total suspension of all flights in all airports. My poor visiting colleagues were devastated ... their panic was visible - and understandable, too. My participating group came all the way from Russia, Romania, Ukraine, Poland, Germany, UK, France, Holland, Tunisia, Norway, Finland and Italy. Halfway through the last day of the course, we had no choice but to cut the training sessions short. After lunch, we tried to help arrange alternative ways for the group to get home - by boat, rental car and by trains. Some opted to stay extra nights in Gothenburg hoping the flight ban would let up today - fat chance! The volcano's raging mad and continues to draw havoc with its heavy ash clouds.

As I am writing this and looking out of my window, the skies are unusually grey ... or was I imagining it? Nature really has it way of getting back at you, eh?

In whichever case, I hope my colleagues who braved the seas, long hours of drive and crowded train queues have managed to get through and arrived home safely.

And yes, I'm back ... home to my blog again.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Our Valentine is spent today at the Heathrow Airport as we await our flight to Orlando. It's going to be a long flight out to sun, sea and beaches - I'm sure it's worth the wait.

Just wanna greet everyone a Happy Valentine's Day!

Pretty off start ...

Nix ... we're not in Orland ... yet.

We're stucked in London at the moment after our flight to Orlando via Newark, New York was cancelled due to heavy snowstorm. Our first opportunity to leave was scheduled on Sunday, 14 February - Valentines's Day! I sure hope Cupid and his loving heart would send us on our way!

Thanks to our dear Faster Åsa who came to our rescue ... she helped rebook our hotel accommodations at the Disney World and even book us hotel accommodations while in London. Bless her!

We've somehow managed to get ourselves busy here in London ... like visiting our favourite Science Museum. Alexander's on high gear as usual and towards the end of the day, exhausted. Mine feet, too.

Oh well, tomorrow's another day to keep ourselves busy in London ... I'll let you know more all about it.

Raring to go ...

Yup, all our bags are packed and we're all set to embark on our much awaited trip to Orlando, Florida. Two more "sleeps" to go, as Alexander would say. He's very excited and really looking forward to this new adventure trip ... and I am just as excited, too.


We have a crazy itinerary, which we hope to be able to accomplish. But then it's no big deal if we are to change it along the way - you'll never know of what's in store for us as the days go by.

Going nuts over The Baseballs!

Fresh interpretation of existing popular pop songs on the airwaves are always welcome treat to min ears ... and yes, The Baseballs did just that! Who isn't going ga-ga? The 60's-beat could never go wrong ....

Umbrella
(Original: Rhianna)




Hot & Cold
(Original: Katy Perry)

Mugged?

Nah ... that's our brave big boy who tried some "snowboard" stunt that went terribly wrong.

He got himself a big bump on his forehead and a nasty busted underlip. He was, of course, upset ... to say the least. Yes, there wer bucket of tears shed. He blamed the "hump" on the snow which made his board "jump" unneccessarily high, threw him flying up in the air and landing flat on his face. Fierce! Not! He sure got pretty scared ... "I saw heaven, Mommy", he said.

Thanks, Dad ... for the helmet. Nevermind the board that went crack. We will definitely get him a new one ... and yes, we will return to the "crime scene" to wash away his fears. A closer inspection of the "hump" wouldn't hurt, right? After all, it's just a "hump" which caused the bump ... I'm quite sure it won't jump.