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I know I haven’t been blogging here for quite awhile now.  It’s not that I don’t enjoy Friendster Blog..I still do like it as it has actuall improved quite a lot…but to be honest, the last time, it just messed up my Blog page and I just got tired of it, really.  I’ve been blogging on blogger.com.  It doesn’t mean to say I’m leaving Friendster.  I can’t do that as I have already made lots of good friends using this website and for that, I am very grateful to Friendster.

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT - PLEASE VISIT MY BLOGGER SITE,
CONVERSATIONS WITH SELF

The reason why I’m back in here is that, I have made some special announcement on my other Blog, Conversations with Self.  I would like to share this with you.  Please click here.  I know sometimes it’s a lot of hassle to visit other webpages when you just want to browse Friendster pages but it would mean so much to me to see you on my other Blog site.

APOLOGIES

Friendster, as usual, has been playing up lately.  I would like to apologise to my friends who have been sending me messages and leaving comments on my profile page.  Please don’t think I am ignoring your messages and/or comments.  The truth is, I have been sending you messages and tried so many times to leave comments on your pages as well but for some reason, Friendster wouldn’t let me on most profiles.  Please understand that if I sent you a message and I don’t get a reply, I assume that you haven’t received my message either.  You are all very dear to me and I give attention to every email I get from you.  Thank you for always keeping in touch.  I know I don’t have to mention names but you know who you are.

WE’RE OFF TO PHILIPPINES!

The fact is, I have been really busy getting ready for my boy in March.  We are off to the Philippines by end of this month so we will not be on line for a little while.  But of course, we will be back to share with you the news and photos.  Also, I have been very busy with my two new babies (they are twins!) - but hold your breath, no, I am not pregnant yet - the two new babies are these two new websites that I am sharing with you.  I have a new Blog and a new WebSite.  These two projects are very special as this has been an idea for quite a long time now.  I never thought I would really have the courage and the capability to put these two sites up all on my own.  There have been doubts in my mind if it would work or if people would visit them or if I would be able to create traffic, etc.  All those kinds of thoughts to stop me from doing it.  But now that my boy is coming, all of a sudden I feel the excitement and the joy….and most of all, the inspiration to ‘just do it’ (thanks Nike for making this phrase so popular!).  So, if you visit my Blog, Conversations with Self, all the links are there and I have explained there what these sites are for.

MY TWO NEW BABIES

Here are my two new babies for you to have a look:

Jurelli’s World

The Special Needs Bureau

I am so excited about them.  I do hope to see you all there.

Hello friends, I hope you get the chance to visit my other blog - I have been blogging here:

http://carpediem202.blogspot.com/

Just click on the link and it will take you to the site.

See you there!

Mood:  Trying-to-be-in-a-good-mood-mood.

Tendencies:  Non violent tendencies at the moment and absolutely no suicidal tendencies either!

Talking to self: 

Me:  OK, enough of moaning about tonight’s summer ball! 

My Other Self: But I can’t help but think of my friend Claire doing her nails at the moment!!! Waaaahhhh!

Me:  Forget it, Cinderella!  It is not happening so deal with it!

My Other Self:  OK, fine…why don’t I just show my friends some more photos of….the ugly corners of my humble abode since we’re in an ugly mood tonight anyway?

Me:  Are you sure you want to do that?  There might be some criticisms…they may not even tell you about it but they may think that you are a slob!

My Other Self:  What the heck.  Let’s just do it!

This is Part 2 of the Tour of the Lambert Household entry.  But these are the parts that most people will not show you…but because I dare to be different, I will show them to you.  Just for the heck of it.

I need cupboards, lots and lots and lots of them!  Unfortunately, I don’t have enough - okay so that’s a good excuse - so the result?  The skeletons in my closet!!!! Ngiiiiii!!!!

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What the heck are those??? Yes, friends and folks, they are my books, catalogues, magazines, letters, etc, all in one plastic case to keep them together.  Where do they come from, you say to me.  Honestly?  I don’t know why they accumulate so quickly! Well, dearies, at least I’ve got a basket to chuck them in!

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And what are these this time? The same - magazines, catalogues, papers, receipts, old diaries, etc…OK, OK, I have been planning to get rid of them and husband and I are going to - try - to take them to the tip on Saturday! 

Why did I show you all these junk? No special reason really.  Just want to perhaps pick your brain - where do you keep all the clutter?  I want to get rid of them and sometimes feel like a slob when I don’t get the chance to clean up after a week’s work!

Wonderboy’s bedroom is a mess and he will be coming in a couple of months, look at this:

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I have to get a new tidy rack and a wardrobe - I purposely did not show you the worst part of this bedroom!!!!

It is not always this bad.  My excuse right now:  I am in no mood to clean up any clutter.  Don’t ask me why.  You already know if you have been reading my blogs.  I just cannot believe how quick clutter can build up!  What do you do with yours?  Hhhmmmm, don’t tell me you don’t have any?  What’s your secret then?  Tell me!!!!!!

Mood:  Very very angry, frustrated, upset
Tendencies:  Violent

I have just experienced a terrible anti-climax today.  Husband and I will not be going to the summer ball! What? You say to me.  After all the time and effort…and the money that you have spent preparing for it, you are not going???  That is correct, I am not.  I don’t know whose fault it is.  My mind is not working.  Husband received a text message from work asking him to report tomorrow and instead of texting back to say that he has specifically requested for a day off tomorrow, he insisted that he is going to work!!!

Yes, folks, I will have to sit back and control myself tonight.  I will tell more next time.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!

Note:  The pair of lovely linen-blend trousers - the right size - came yesterday!  I found a very nice top at John Lewis and was going in the morning to get it.  But that’s not happening now.  And the linen-blend trousers that I so love?  They are going back to the shop.

This coming Saturday is going to be an exciting day for me and James.  We are going to attend a Charity Summer Ball.  Although it is quite a struggle for me to find the right dress, I find it exciting and interesting.  To be honest, it has been quite awhile since the last time I wore a dress or a formal trouser suit and it seems to be ancient history since the last time I wore make up!  So this is something that I am really looking forward to.  It’s Wednesday night here now and the past two weeks were really such hectic weeks as I struggled looking for the right outfit.  I have decided, after careful examination, endless trips to the shops, countless browsings on the internet and catalogues and sleepless nights, to wear a cream trouser suit!  The white linen coat, pair of trousers and cream top all arrived yesterday and guess what???  They wouldn’t fit!!!! Arrrrgggghhhhh!!!!  So tonight, I ordered 3 different sizes of all of them and chose a next-day delivery, Grrrrrrr!!!!  All I have right now, would you believe, are a pair of red shoes, red purse, pearl choker, pearl earrings and make up…nothing else.  Hhmmmm, actually been thinking I might set a trend if I wear only those….on second thought, nah, I’d choose to wear something or my hubby will throw me out of the house!

Kidding aside, I have - again - gained weight!  Quite frankly, it didn’t worry me when I started to gain weight.  I was so thin when I was younger and it was such an achievement for me when I started to gain weight.  I tried all sorts to gain a pound when I was in high school and college but was not successful - at all!  But now, I seem to gain 10 pounds for every teaspoon of rice that I have or a bite of chocolate cake??? Why, oh why???  So, that’s the explanation, folks, for a trouser suit.

Would you like to have a look at the stuff that I’ve recently got from the shops of Norwich, in the hope of looking good on Saturday! 

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The theme of the evening is RED.  I’ve got nothing else that’s red except for this purse and the shoes!

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The shoes that I truly hope will not kill my feet!

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If I were in the Philippines, I would have a relaxing manicure and pedicure a few hours or a day before the ball.  But here, the most practical way of having a nice manicure and pedicure is to wear artificial nails! It’s going to be my first time to do this, so please pray for me that I won’t mess it all up!

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Believe me, friends, I haven’t really worn real make up for quite a long, long, long time so I had to shop for these things which almost cost me a fortune!  I didn’t realise they are that expensive now!  Good God!  I am starting to think this is not a very good idea!

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This is the cream linen blend coat that I have to return to the shop as it is slightly tight around the waist.  Let’s hope and pray that the right size arrives tomorrow or I will opt to wear only the shoes and the purse, wa hahahaha!!!!

How about you guys, what have you been doing lately?  Is summer starting to be enjoyable?  I hope so and I hope you are all having a fabulous time wherever you are.  I will try to keep you posted of what’s new and what’s going on at my side of the world.  If sometimes I don’t get the chance to write or email you back, forgive me, it’s not that I have forgotten you, it’s just that sometimes life gets busy.

And yes, I will let you know about Saturday.  It will be good to tell you if the shoes have tried to murder my feet, won’t it?

My friends in the Philippines have, for a long time, been asking me to post some photographs of our home here in Norfolk.  I did not think that the place was worth being photographed and worst, being sent and shown to my friends in the Philippines, America, Canada and other places.  This place was almost empty when I arrived, there was almost nothing.  I cannot tell you why at the moment but maybe one day I will.  But this home, although, it doesn’t have the most expensive furniture or appliances, has become so much a part of me now.  And very soon James and I will be moving and in a few months, I will be saying goodbye to this place which has been my home for two years now.  So, what the heck. 

This is not to solicit any praise or invite criticism from acquaintances and anonymous readers.  Rather, this is to show my dear friends of the home James and I have, the home that has become our nest and has become my sanctuary.  A place that once haunted me and scared me.  A place where James spent the last years with his late wife, Joan, which made this even more memorable for my better half.  You might be thinking ‘Oh, Geez, why did you agree to live in the same house?’  I remember a very good friend of mine asked me that a question before I left the Philippines to which I just answered, ‘It’s not going to take long before we move.’  When I arrived I thought it was going to be only a few months before we move to a new place, to a home that I can call my ‘own’, my very own dwelling, my own ‘palace’, a place that I can honestly describe to be ‘the place where James and I started our life together,’ something that’s mine and mine alone.  It didn’t occur to me that the months would become a year and then now, two years.  Little did I realise that the home that I didn’t like would be the home that I would grow to love.  Little did I know that the home, this home, where a lovely woman named Joan (I have so much respect for her), whose soul and memories I had always thought I was competing with, lived, would be the home that is, actually, mine in my time.  My sanctuary.  My own place.  In my time.  Little did I know that the fear was only in my mind, that this home is really the place where James and I started our life together, that the memories of James’ happy marriage with Joan are to be cherished and respected and should not be feared or be a reason for dread or apprehension. 

So, dear friends, let me share with you something very special in my heart, our home of love.

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This is the front living room where James and I sit down at night, have tea, and watch a film.  The living room suite is something that I will have to dispose of as I really don’t like it and James and I really don’t know where they come from.  It’s a long story.  One day, I will tell you about it.

Dining_back_living_areas This is the back living room area and the dining room area.  Quite a small room to be both a living room and a dining room but there you go.  At winter time, James and I will cuddle up in this couch and sometimes lift our feet up to warm them up near the fire.

Back_living_rea_fire_place_2 The couch where James and I snuggle up and keep warm and right in front of the couch is an old gas fire where we warm up our feet!

Back_living_area_fire_place On this wall I hang all the photographs of our family.

Kitchen This is the kitchen where all the messy things happen.

Lounge_entrance_view Another photograph of the front living room which shows all the cables right there on the wall and if you look at that framed photograph on the side table right next to the single-seater sofa, that’s a photograph of autumn tress that we treasure from good friends of ours, MJ and Rog.

Well, there’s really not much to show at the moment.  I have yet to photograph the two bedrooms and the bath. 

Now…there seems to be something else missing…a tea party!!!

Some friends have been waiting for me to write something about what happened next about a Filipina named Madonna Decena who joined British Got Talent.  A mother of two, I would say that I do enjoy watching Madonna perform.

Now, I want to write about what I think about last night’s Britain’s Got Talent Semi-Finals.  I have watched the semi’s from Monday to Friday and patiently waited for Madonna’s performance.  As a Filipina myself, I wanted her to win.  After all, it is not everyday that a talented Filipina gets the opportunity to be on the telly.  Madonna sang ‘The Greatest Love of All’ but it wasnt’ as impressive as her performane during the audition where she sang ‘I Will Always Love You.’  I dont’ really know what happened there.  I don’t sing so I wouldn’t know what exactly went wrong.  All I knew was I didn’t feel ‘it.’  I didn’t have goose pimples whilst watching her perform.  I find the song to be very fast-paced, therefore reducing the effect on the listeners.  I always believe that the choice of a song in any competition (singing or dancing) plays a major role.  It has got to have the X-factor so to speak…and choosing the right song could make you and the wrong one, break you.  In Madonna’s case, it was neither.  I think that she will make it to the top.  I believe that with her talent, she will go somewhere.  Britain’s Got Talent was a good venue for exposure and for a great taste of being on stage with thousands (or millions?) of people watching!  So, losing, really, is not losing at all.  In some way, all the contestants of the show were already winners, even without making it to the finals. 

With Madonna’s gift, I do not think there was a need for her to make an emotional appeal in her interviews.  When asked why she thinks she should win, she said, ‘For my family’s survival.’  Whilst I appreciate the fact that life in the Philippines is not easy (I, myself, was not born rich.  My father had to work extremely hard to send me to the University), but was it rather misleading to say that to win the competition would mean ’survival of my family’?  Maybe she didn’t mean that.  Because if she did, that was emotional blackmail.  It was like saying that if she didn’t win, her family would not survive.  When I am pretty sure they would.  Life, sometimes, is hard.  But we do survive and pull it through.  We do make it through with hardwork, perseverance and determination.

Don’t get me wrong here.  I do like Madonna Decena.  Very much indeed.  In fact, I like her so much I wanted her so desperately to make it to the finals.  I did vote for her.  I gave her my 3 votes.  After all, she is my country’s pride.  I was heartbroken when she did not make it to the finals.  I like her a lot but what I did not like was the way the Philippines was pictured in her interviews.  She also said, ‘You don’t know how life is in the Philippines.’  Here I am, trying to paint a beautiful picture of my own country, telling my husband’s friends and my colleagues about the beauty and charm of the Philippines, about the truth that despite poverty, there is something good about it, here I am drawing a very faint beautiful picture to let them know that I am proud of it - only to be overshadowed by Madonna’s more convincing picture of my country that depicts only hardship, poverty and difficulty and this picture was being shown all over the world.  It hurts me even now.

I can understand the emotions whilst being in a television show.  I was moved when the lead singer of another one of the contestants, Diva Las Vegas, said, ‘…this is emotional, it is amazing…because it is dreams coming true.’  I can understand Madonna’s desperation to win.  I know the kind of life in the Philippines and I know that it is not the kind of life that we live in the Western world.  But don’t our countrymen deserve some dignity?  I would like to give them some dignity back by writing this piece. 

This is for my family.  For my father and my mother who worked so hard to send me to the University, without having to ‘beg’ to get a job and send me to school.  This is for my friends at WHO, MNTC, Toastmasters, VSL, the radio, and all of the people who take pride in their work, who work very hard for that amount of dignity and pride even they are in the poor Philippines.  This is for my sister.  I thought of her who is working so hard at SM.  She did not go for the job interview and just to get the job said in her interview, ‘I need this job for my family’s survival.‘  Although I knew she needed the job, she needed the money for her son, she went to the interview with confidence, with the ardent hope to get the job but not with desperation and hopelessness.  All of my friends, my father, my sister, my Mom worked with positive aura, with a certain amount of pride, confidence and most of all, dignity.  Every one of my friends, when they go for a job interview, one way or another says to the interviewer, ‘I know I can do this.  I am confident I can perform the job.’  They project poise and showed talent.  I know I have overused the word ‘dignity’ in this entry.  But it’s a point I would like to make.  Just like you and me, being in a competition is like getting a job.  You have got to convince people why you should be the winner, why you should get the job.  To use poverty as a weapon to win is so unfair to the people in the Philippines.  Because even without that appeal, Madonna, I know you can make it.  I hope you can stand up proud and say to them, ‘I want to win.  It means a lot to me and my family.  I want to make them proud.‘  Because after all, it is not for survival that you joined Britain’s Got Talent.  Come on, it is for fame and fortune (who doesn’t want it?)…but aside from that, I think it is the joy that you feel in your heart everytime you perform.  I would like to quote Paulo Coelho, author of ‘The Alchemist.’  In this book, he wrote:

But if you believe yourself worthy of the thing you fought so hard to get, then you become an instrument of God, you help the Soul of the World, and you understand why you are here.’ (in the Introduction, The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho)

To watch Madonna Decena’s performance on Britain’s Got Talent Semi-Finals, please click here.  She did not win but for me, she already is a winner.

My ever so thoughtful husband took me to the Lake District on my birthday 17 days ago.  It was a long drive, approximately 5 to 6 hour-drive from Norfolk.  Although it wasn’t me who drove, I could say that it was all worth it.                                                            

Dsci0970_1 The B&B to your left (Seaforth) in Blackpool was where we stayed for the night on the 9th, before finally heading off to the English Lakes on the 10th (my nth birthday).  Jim was so tired (thank God, not sick, just tired) so I was thankful that the B&B provided a very comfortable double en-suite bedroom, although quite small compared to other B&Bs I’ve been to.  I would highly recommend this place, though, for those who would like to visit Blackpool.  The couple who run the place are two nice people who prepare sumptuous English breakfast!

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Whilst playing with my camera, Jim found the chance to sit down and relax. 

Dsci1048_2 It was so serene and peaceful there.  No wonder the place is the home for many English authors and poets.  It was, as Jim’s bestfriend Rhueben says, a magical place.

Dsci1062 We walked into the woods to look for wild flowers and watch the birds.

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A big kiss and a big thank you to my husband Jim for this beautiful gift on my birthday.  I will never forget it…and who says we’re not coming back, Cumbria?  See you again soon!

Note:  Cumbria is a shire county in the North West of England.  It is home to the Lake District National Park. To know more, please click here.

Remember when I told you about that feeling of excitement and inspiration that I seemed to have lost when it comes to art?  I have written about it recently, please click here to read about it.

I thought I had totally lost it. 

Then right after my birthday this year (May), having been to the Lake District, I felt a sudden rush of inspiration.  For some reason, having seen illustrations and works of Beatrix Potter (Beatrix Potter is an English author and Illustrator who created Peter Rabbit, to learn more about her, please click here) gave me a sudden flow of excitement to draw again, to do what I love to do.  No, I do not dream of being a famous painter.  I just love art.  Full stop.  I don’t paint perfectly and I think sometimes my sketches suck big time.  But to be able to do it again makes me happier and makes me enjoy life even more.  I believe that inside each of us is an artist waiting to come out.  It just takes that tiny bit of inspiration, that flow of excitement, that feeling that makes your imagination run wild.  I believe with my whole heart that each person can look up in the sky, see the clouds and imagine those shapes that resemble life on earth.  I sometimes look at the patterns of a flooring at work or our carpet in the lounge at home and those tiny lines that look invisible without close examination come to life.  Somehow I get them connected and in my mind make a picture of a face of a woman or a child or a man.  Sometimes the curves become a tree or a beautiful farmhouse.  My imagination is weird, I know, but I love it that way.

I don’t know what just happened to me at the Lake District, but this reminds me of what Rheuben (my husband’s best friend who lives in Preston) said to me about the beautiful place.  He said, ‘Len, that will be the most beautiful place you will ever visit.  It is a magical place.  I don’t know how to describe it to you but I think it’s magic being there.’ 

I think I’ve experienced just that. 

Magic.

But even that is an understatement.

Dsci0025 My Wonderboy’s eyes inspired by his lovely photograph which I copied, or should i say, tried to copy.

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In the film, Jack and the Beanstalk – The Real Story (starring Matthew Modine), it was a story of a young businessman, Jack, who must make amends for the evil committed by his ancestors.  Jack, in this story, grew up with everything money can buy.  Unknown to him, the old story of Jack and the Beanstalk was real and it was his ancestors that killed the giant and stole the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Whilst watching this film in its entirety, I couldn’t help but think of the goose.  Somehow, I thought, this goose represents life and power.  It represents each man’s ability to succeed and lay the golden eggs.  Think about this - the golden egg could be a new house, a new car, millions of money in the bank, or anything that we think has value.

In life, we do not think of ourselves as a kind of goose that lays the golden eggs.  We often think of ourselves as plain, unable, not good enough, not beautiful enough.  Most often, we underestimate our own ability, our own power. We have stopped believing in that inner magic, that inner power.  We doubt our ability to do something extraordinary.  But come to think of it, each of us is a goose and we can all lay golden eggs.  This film has somehow awakened me, awakened the ‘goose’ inside me.  There are lots of things that I have put off for quite awhile now.  I have wasted so much time.  I have waited for too long.  So, ready or not, I will make this goose lay eggs – bronze, silver or gold.

I am getting out of bed to learn how to drive, to learn how to ride the bike, and to do the one thing that I have always wanted to do (can’t tell you yet, it’s a big secret!)! 

How about you?  Is the ‘goose’ in you still asleep? 

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