Thursday, August 12, 2010

Everlasting Love

Lolo Carding and Lola Caring met each other in their old age, fell in love, and decided to get married.

Their age? Lolo Carding was 81 and Lola Caring was 79.

One day, while walking in a mall, they passed by a big drugstore.

Lolo Carding told his fiancĂ©, “Let’s go in.”

They met the woman behind the counter. Lolo Carding asked, “Do you sell heart medication?

The woman said, “Yes, Lolo.”

“Medicine for arthritis?” Lolo Carding asked.

The woman nodded her head, “Plenty, Lolo.”

How about medicine for memory problems, back pains, osteoporosis, constipation, high cholesterol, hypertension, and diabetes?”

The woman smiled, “Yes, we have all those medicines, Lolo.”

Do you also sell wheelchairs and walkers?”

“We have many brands, Lolo.


Lolo Carding and Lola Caring smiled at each other, turned to the woman behind the counter and said, “We will be getting married in one month. Can we use this drugstore as our bridal registry.”

Friday, August 6, 2010

Spider LSS Today: KASALANAN KO BA?by NEOCOLOURS

Ibang-iba ang nadarama
Ng puso ko sa iyo
'Di ko na kaya ang
Umiwas pa sa piling mo

Alam ko mayroon ng nagmamahal sa iyo
Bakit ngayon ka pa
Natagpuan sa buhay kong ito

Kasalanan ko ba
Kung iniibig kita?
'Di ko naman sinasadya ang mahalin kita (ang mahalin kita)
Kasalanan ko ba kung ang nadarama
Ay pag-ibig na tapat?
Mapipigil ko ba kung mahal kitang talaga

Nagtitiis at nangangamba
Sa tuwing kasama mo siya
Hanggang kailan ko ba madadala
Ang pagdaramdam

Kasalanan ko ba
Kung iniibig kita?
'Di ko naman sinasadya ang mahalin kita (ang mahalin kita)
Kasalanan ko ba kung ang nadarama
Ay pag-ibig na tapat?
Mapipigil ko ba kung mahal kitang talaga

Umaasa pa
Magising akong kapiling ka
At 'di na mawawalay pa

Kasalanan ko ba
Kung iniibig kita?
'Di ko naman sinasadya ang mahalin kita (ang mahalin kita)
Kasalanan ko ba kung ang nadarama
Ay pag-ibig na tapat?
Mapipigil ko ba kung mahal kitang talaga...

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Thursday, August 5, 2010

Life's reflections


From yahoo - "Celebrating your child’s first year". For those who haven't read the article, here it is. The post was digested. I would want to share and concentrate with these paragraphs:

-It would be interesting. While it’s a given that the child would have all the attention on his special day, perhaps part of it could be spent giving props to the little one’s dearest. Here’s a hypothetical gift list to two people who have helped make my son’s first year in this world momentous and ultra special.

To my mother, a series of luxurious spa sessions — body scrubs, full body massage, the works! This is for all the aches and pains caused by carrying and chasing the little one. During the first few weeks after I gave birth, she would scoop the baby from my arms as soon as he nursed in the mornings. I would get my much-needed sleep while he interacted with his grandparents. When nursing time would come again, my Mom would wake me up from my deep slumber. I’d nurse the baby again, and then hand him over to my Mom for burping. Late-night feedings with the baby can really take a toll on a new mother’s mind and body, so I’m really thankful that my mother was there for me, among other things. Of course she’s not that young anymore, so more aches and pains strike her body. I hope all those luxurious spa sessions can ease the discomfort!


To my father, a shopping spree at his garden store/landscaping supplier/plants seller of choice. He is the gardener of the family, the only one who has a green thumb. He enjoys communing with nature, and started my son early on appreciating all the buds and greens in the garden. It’s my father who takes my son out on sun baths most often. Grandfather and grandchild get their daily dose of Vitamin D while slightly shaded by the trees and tall plants around the home. My father planted a mango tree in our backyard when my son was still an infant. It’s interesting to see how it grows along with my son. Taking care of plants is a frustration of mine, and I know I’m not equipped to teach my son how to care for them. I’m thankful my father is there to illuminate and educate my son, who I can see has a growing appreciation for the garden. It warms my heart knowing someday he and his grandfather will be building a garden together.