My Downton Abbey Hotties

Matthew Good as Mr. Henry Talbot (photo from Pinterest)

I just finished watching Downton Abbey… and I’m sad! I know I’m late but *sigh* why did they have to pull the plug on this show. I’ve been wanting to watch it for the longest time, and now I’m done. I have the biggest crush on Matthew Goode.. and I didn’t know he was in Season 7 until a few months ago. 

Just to make my (our) day better, here’s another photo of Mr. Henry Talbot:

Shaken Mr. Talbot on the phone with Lady Mary (photo from Pinterest)

I never forgot Matthew Goode ever since I watched Chasing Liberty back in the early 2000s. He was that hot Brit dude with Brit accent… damn he sexy! Last year, when we were in Esher, some mate walked up to CMF and asked if he needed help with his luggage (he had his and mine) and CMF thanked him but refused help. The dude looked like Agent Ben haha or maybe I was just imagining it. 

Train ride with (Agent sshhh!) Ben Calder. Image not mine, from: http://clause2005.blogspot.com/2009/07/chasing-liberty-2oo4-dvdrip-xvid.html?m=1

Here’s a cute moment when Ben Calder gave in on Anna Foster (and I think the song when he was worried about her and missing her was Kathy Troccoli – If I’m Not In Love lol)

Sweet moment with Anna Foster (Mandy Moore) and Ben Calder (Matthew Goode). Image not mine, from:http://clause2005.blogspot.com/2009/07/chasing-liberty-2oo4-dvdrip-xvid.html?m=1

I’m excited for the 2nd season of The Crown because Netflix confirmed that Matthew Goode will be in it as the love interest of Princess Margaret. I just wish his character will have the same charisma and smoothness of Ben Calder or Henry Talbot.

Oh, here’s another hottie from the Abbey — Tom Branson. In real life, Allen Leech. He’s a cutie but a toughie.

(Tom) Branson the chauffer, as he first appeared in Downton Abbey. Image not mine, from: http://www.playbuzz.com/daedalusbooks10/which-downton-abbey-character-said-it

He’s Irish and has his own strong opinions about politics and classes – I think it was rare to know anyone like this back in the 1920’s in England. So he was quite a character. But he progressed into a darling.. my darling HAHA

Tom Branson, agent of Downton Abbey and later on owner of Talbot and Branson Motors. Photo from: https://mobile.twitter.com/tombranson1

Tom’s character progressed into a very sweet, dependable and just man. Everyone loves him. A little goody two shoes for me, but he’s sooo cute! Although, he looked like he put on some weight all throughout the series. Cute pa rin

On a funnier note, but we don’t really need photos anymore (sorry I got tamad) … I enjoyed Downton Abbey because of the humourous Dowager Countess – Maggie Smith! I love her classy, sophisticated and brutal insults! I remember she retorted to someone, probably Isobel Crawley, something like – you’re worried? That’s so middle class! 😂

What should I watch next? Preferably a series with a hot guy that I can look forward too 😉

Absent!

Oh my goodness! I’ve been absent from the gym and my classes for about 3 weeks now! You see, after my 2nd LIT, I had bleeding mid-cycle… scary huh?

I had to stop my meds for APAS and I went to my ob. When we checked my ultrasound, there was indeed bleeding somewhere in me but it wasn’t coming from an organ, so that’s okay. It might be hormones or stress – which makes a lot of sense because the day before my bleeding, I found out that my friend passed away. So I was really sad and my anxiety level was 99!

I was put on a very high dose of estrogen. 3x a day for 3 days (sh!t to, imagine feeling like a zombie with a really bad migraine for 3 days!), 2x a day for 2 days, then once a day for 10 days. Bleeding stopped at the 3rd day. Thank goodness. 

I’ve been planning to head to the gym. I miss my classmates and instructors. I miss all the active fun but every morning when I wake up, I get severe cramps. So I’m settling with working out at home for the mean time. I should be back in a few days. I’m excited!!

Le Tiny Dumbbells, ever so dependable

Back to Basics

I’m going back to workout!! Woot woot! Got clearance from my doc!

My last proper gym workout was August 2016. It’s been that looong! But at least I was able to maintain my weight (104 lbs). Although, my muscles mass and cuts are gone! Well, I didn’t have much cuts! Feeling lang haha

I fished my old gym bag from storage last night. Look what I found!

Ye Ol’ Gym Bag and Accessories lol

  1. Fluid Surf gym bag. I bought this around 2005 or so. Still awesome! Coincidentally, my bro has this in a different color! We’re really twins!
  2. My Adidas gloves. These are my 2nd pair ever. I had a purple Adidas pair before but I lost it during Typhoon Ondoy.
  3. Php 20!! I always have Php 20 in my backpack pocket just in case I come across the turon vendor from the gym going home!

Can’t wait to be back on the loop. Wanna get toned again.

Remember, our body is the temple of the Holy Spirit. Let’s see to it that it is taken care of properly (not abused with workouts!) So when we return it to God, it will be perfect like Him.

Picture Perfect

I picked up a hobby! It’s called Paint by Number! Haha 😊 I know it’s similar to the not so recent fad of coloring with colored pens/pencils but I never tried it. Painting is a bit different – mixing paint, strokes, etc. It’s nice!

It’s therapeutic for me. I feel like I have a good level of concentration when I’m painting but I’m still relaxed. 

This hobby also made me realize that I can’t always be perfect. No one’s perfect. I painted outside the lines and made a few mistakes, some paints are dried – stuff like that.. all the chaos was what gave my art work its character. 

Check it out:

Red, Yellow, Green and a little Blue… I have no idea why I started on the right side!

Darker green and spread across the canvass… Can’t wait to finish!!

Blues are in! So excited! It’s starting to make sense!

Tadah!! Proud of my work. Sometimes, I still can’t believe I made this haha but it’s major cheat sheet!!

This painting actually reminds me of how I imagined my vacation in Leiden, The Netherlands would be. Too bad we didn’t get to go anymore but still, I imagined it’s similar to Amsterdam.

This kit was quite difficult. There were a lot of small shapes to paint. It was a challenge, I have to admit. But look at the fruits of my labor! 😊

I’m working on another one. A bit easier so I think I’ll finish it in a few days, when my back feels better! 

Do your best. No one is perfect. Imperfections give character. Do good and pray. God will do the rest according to His perfect plan.

Good People and Good Vibes

Yesterday fternoon, we got a call from a supplier. He was apologizing and asked for help because his messenger lost his bg, it had the check we sent him that morning and a few other cash payments from other clients. This supplier is very nice so we felt really bad he lost money.

I then called our bank and asked about cancelling the check. I needed a Stop Payment Order form signed and sent to the branch. It had corresponding fees too. I was on my way to get a form and call our messenger when the supplier called back.

He said someone found and returned the bag! A person they didn’t even know. The person said he saw the hardware’s name on our check, that’s how he was able to find the owner. Plus, all the cash was intact! Everything was intact. Cash and all checks. I guess the supplier was in disbelief but all my husband could say was it was a really good day.

Imagine that. Their area isn’t even the nicest, from what I remember it’s near the market so it was so hectic and there are always a lot of people so it kinda gives you an unsafe vibe. But this happened. Honestly, I’m annoyed when people say “faith in humanity restored” because I never lost my faith in humanity. It’s just really hard to find genuinely kind people right now, and maybe this kind of mentality, despite being a joke for majority, is on of the reasons why these people are hard to find.

Last night in our prayer, I thanked God for so many things and I asked for a few things too. It was quite long, W was even falling asleep. But when I asked him if he had a few more things to pray for, he said the most heartfelt prayer for that honest person. âĪïļ

The kindest people don’t have to treat you lavishly. They don’t always carry Goyards and check the time on their Pateks. Some of them don’t look well off but pride themselves with good manners, selflessness and good intentions for others. May there be more people like this.

Last Hurrah!

W promised me steak and mimosa today because I’m going through a bit of stuff.

I’ll find out on another check up on Sunday if I need to have my fallopian tube (right) aspirated due to my inconsistent hydrosalphinx before we move forward with Blasti 2.0.

My blood work was good. Consultation lasted less than 5mins but the wait for my meds took a little less than an hour. I was sooo hungry! And I didn’t expect that this mall we were going to filled up during lunch on weekdays. Parking was so scarce!

Before I left the clinic, my nurse was so funny, she ran after W and had last minute notes – for him! No more contact from now on (haha) but then we forgot to ask if I had any food restrictions. None but no coffee and no caffeinated drinks.. And no alcohol. Oh no. There goes the mimosa ðŸļI was dreaming of!! â˜đïļ

But anyway, I saw Ms. Tina Tagle where we had lunch and she is just so beautiful. She smiles at everyone she makes eye contact with so it wasn’t difficult for me to say Hi and introduce myself being one of her Willow clients. She really had a whoah glow when I first saw her. No sh!t, it was like in the movies and you see a saint and she has that light behind her head and a halo! Just like that minus the halo. Catching up with my WordPress app, Ms. Tina had a beach break during Holy Week that’s why she had an awesome glow and tan. And maybe because her skin is just flawless!

So. Sunday. I’ll be a liar if I don’t admit I’m scared. Especially without pain killers. Can’t protect myself with that too. But I always remind myself, God is always with me so I should never be scared. God is good all the time. I’m chanting “I can do this, I can do this!” Con Dios sin limites! 

Oh yea. Last hurrah steak. Not bad but I’ve had better.

Thank You for Fighting

Two and a half years ago, my Tita Cris texted me, asking about laptops and where to get them cheap. I asked why he needed a laptop, and he said he was going to teach catechism to kids. He asked if there was a payment scheme of a little cash out, then monthly payments. As I am naive to these kinds of conversations, I said there’s a promo with this credit card company. I didn’t figure he was asking to use my card. He’s cool. He never ran out of any financial responsibility. But that time, I just resigned so I wasn’t able to help him out.

Fast forward to a month later, my folks were in Europe, and Tita Cris had several trips to the doctor due to stomach ache. I was seated in CPK with my siblings, husband and niece when I casually asked how she was since they lived nearer. My niece then blurted out that it was cancer. We were silent and teary eyed for quite a while.

Yesterday morning I visited him. He wasn’t conscious and seemed to be in a coma. I apologized for my short comings (the playing with make up and perfume story, sorry I didn’t get him the laptop, etc) and thanked him for always taking care of all of us. I laid down beside him and told him how I will always remember him when I hear Bohemian Rhapsody, how I admired his cooking skills (he had a pancitan before and can cook so well with his eyes closed), and how he drove me to the interview of my 1st real job. I held his hand most of the time. Asked him several times if he wants to eat because we have liempo (he was craving liempo the other day). 

I left our ancestral home at 3pm. I arrived home past 4. After dinner, at around 830pm I got a call from my Mom, telling me she was heading back to the old house, because Tita Cris finished his battle. She asked me to call my Dad and tell him. I said I don’t want to do it over the phone, so I called Mike and told him to break the news to Dad gently and don’t leave him alone, no matter what happens.

Half way through Tita Cris’ battle, he always said he was tired and just wanted to rest. Most of us said no. And I think I was hardest on him when I said no, you have to fight. Not everyone has the chance to fight. Fight to live. I know it was very selfish of me, but deep inside me I knew he had to fight because he deserved every minute more of his God-given life. 

But I often asked God and Jesus to not make him feel pain anymore. And one time, I know I asked why do we get sick? I instantly got my answer. The priest in St. Pio suddenly said “In sickness and pain, we are one with Jesus’ suffering.” That made me move on from questioning God of my condition. I told Tita Cris that, I’m not sure how he took it.

We have all prepared for his passing, but I don’t think no one really can. Especially when I sit beside my Dad and hold his hand. His whole body shakes when he tells me how much pain he has in his heart. Having lost his parents, Ninong Mac and now Tita Cris. He says the pain is different. Very very different. And remember, just a few days back, my Uber driver told me that relationships with siblings last longer than parents and children, so it might be better to have many kids so they’ll live happier and longer together.

Dear Lord, I pray for my Dad and his siblings, that they may whole heartedly accept your will; that you need your noble servant Cris with you now. I pray that Tita Cris now serve you in the best way he can beside you. Please tell him we’ll miss him, and that we won’t be as nurtured and loved as we are without him.

Rest in Peace Tita Cris. Thank you for fighting.