I think I'm bragging so much in another blogsite which made the wind roar in laughter. Hehe! Yeah actually the wind blew so hard that the bench outside the yard turned upside down. The cover for the barbecue stove fell on the ground, the patio table and many other stuff at the patio were blown away. If that happened in the Philippines galvanized iron will be flying in all direction. Thank goodness the yard fence was built sturdy enough not to fall apart.

Bragging. Yeah that word often been misquoted. Sometimes when telling the truth is not in compatible with other people as if when you are trying to make things right and honesty is your policy but for others it's more like an illusion of grandeur of just a brag, bragging, mahangin and mayabang.

One time, had a long distance call with my Mother and I was telling her a story and she seemed interested she thought I'm bragging. She said something to the effect that "malakas na ang hangin dito." What?! Oh she was kidding when she said that. Then I blurted I will have the wind over there then. Suddenly the line got cut off. Click! That's the last time I heard of any sound. What's happening I asked myself? Am I bragging when I said something unbelievable? I didn't call her again after that.  Then the next day I read the newspaper actually papernet (internet news) that there was a typhoon there, coincidentally in their area where the wind blew so hard, the storm hit the powerlines and their land line connection was smashed leaving the province out of power for months. Ngek! I was unable to sleep thinking about it. I believe it's just coincidence. Coincidentally that when I phoned over there there was a typhoon. Goodness why should I feel so worried about this.

This is me always worrying. I worry about almost anything. Anxiety is my twin sister. lol. It doesn't show on my face how worried I am when my children are in another place, school or having a field trip or on vacation where I'm not with them. The constant worrying bothers me that my head, my mind cannot stop thinking. To ease the pain of anxiety I keep myself busy. Working on my project: sewing, blogging, writing story, handicraft, drawing and other hobbies such as designing and photography make me worry free sort of these worthwhile remedy is good for the soul, and stress free. Not a bad idea, really. When you heard some other people who tends to get out of the house and galavant most of the time, drink alcohol and smoke which they said those vices are stress reliever for them would you buy such idea? We all have addiction, mine is different from them. Our opinion may vary from time to time depends on how we can adapt and adopt the situation and obstacles in life. Thank God for the computer somehow it relieves pain and tension too. My computer is now my bestfriend...I used to talk to her all the time. Indispensable tool who never get angry nor show any feelings but records most of the memory. Great companion. Who would have thought that a machine like this is more than its function in value? What a long memory and gigabytes. So...another one bites the dust once again.

Sewing crazy for the whole day and finished a nice black coat and black skirt with pleats. I'm just so happy to do something only then that my reminiscing was cut off by my son blurted out "what for dinner?" It was only 4:00 pm and I have already a plan for what we'll be having for supper. I had beef steak marinated in bbq sauce, there are plenty of vegetables, rice is usually a part of the menu and potatoes...we are fond of potatoes with sour cream stuffing, sprinkled with bits of bacon. Can't wait for supper he went to Tim Horton's and order doughnuts. The other day he can't wait and ordered food at Dairy Queen. Oh well 4 to 5pm is way too early for my supper. SIX O'CLOCK is my SUPPER TIME. That's what it should be. Then he compared me with his aunt. FGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!