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I rested all those two days until I was well enough to walk to school again. My foster parents did not speak English, which I thought was great so that I could really immerse. It wasn’t so great when I first got there though. M. Pagés agreed to walk me to the bank so I can get some local currency and he ran some errands, and we agreed to meet outside the bank. Or so I thought. I waited outside, in the rain. I waited about 30 minutes until I decided to just find my way back. Not sure how I did it but I didn’t really get lost; it just took me some time (only an hour) to figure out where to go. I wasn’t paying attention when we were walking to the bank earlier. Soaking wet, I was greeted at the door by M. Pagés. It turns out our agreement was to just see each other at home. 🙂
Our communication improved as the days went by. I was really forced to speak the language and they were very patient with me. M. Pagés was a local butcher and I loved the sausages he made himself. I adored Mme. Pagés – she was so sweet and motherly, and made the best dinners. She would pair the sausages with béchamel sauce made from cauliflower. The sausages were not links but a really long rope in a spiral and we would just cut off from it what we wanted. I also learned to drink black coffee – the best way to have it! In the mornings, I would go in the kitchen and it would smell of fresh coffee and bread. They would serve the coffee in huge cups like those we see at Central Perk (know FRIENDS?). I had never seen sugar cubes before and I was so delighted to have to put two of those in my steaming cup. And then I would have a slice or two of warm baguette with butter.
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No, not French men. 😛
Anyway, watching Les Misérables made me think about my French connection. Allow me to share that story with you as I reminisce. (Please excuse the photos. We didn’t have digital cameras back then.)
I’m not really sure how my love affair with the French started. I just decided that I wanted to learn the language and without giving it a lot of thought, I took up International Studies in college and chose French as my elective. 15 units of French won’t really get you anywhere, and while I learned some curse words and the usual greetings, nothing prepared me for the 3 weeks that I spent in France.
I was one of the 2 delegates from my school chosen to participate in the Study in France program of the French Embassy in 1999. Not sure what my school would gain from it as we left in May and I graduated the previous month (LOL!), but I still went – grateful for the opportunity and excited as hell.
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Night won’t be complete without this pose.
After months of waiting, we finally saw Les Misérables at the Solaire Theater last March 14. Yes, I got our tickets as early as September of last year. Takot lang maubusan? Sayang ang 20% discount kasi.
It was just as I expected it to be. Rachelle Ann Go’s performance as Fantine took my breath away. The real show-stopper was, of course, the guy who played Jean Valjean (the husband loves to say his name over and over). Although I do admit to having dozed off twice during his solos. It was almost my bedtime after all.
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Yesterday was one of those days of self-loathing. I had gotten off a nasty call with a prospective client yesterday and I was still reeling, so I decided to be a bitch for the rest of the day. That included teaching the manager of a resto a lesson on serving starters.
The husband and I were walking side-by-side, with him carrying our bag of complimentary takeaway from the resto “for the inconvenience”. I was suddenly hit with remorse, and told him how at times I still can’t help but bring out my inner bitch. I continued on by saying that having him in my life has mellowed me.
I waited for the usual “oh-you’re-not-a-bitch-baby” from him and then a kiss.
Oh I got the kiss alright, and then a whisper of assurance, “I’m glad I am able to help you in some way”.
WTF was that?!
I was over the moon when I learned that Philosophy had opened its flagship store in Megamall, and I wrote about it here. So I was really bummed when I received a text message yesterday that it’s closing the same one it had opened just two years ago. It had been really difficult to buy their stuff prior to them coming to Pinas. Even Beauty Bar did not carry the items I wanted.
A few weeks before their announcement I had to travel all the way to their kiosk at Greenbelt 5 to buy because the store in Megamall was out of stock. And then just last weekend, we noticed that the kiosk was no longer there!
The good news is that they will continue to consign with Beauty Bar and sell online via Sephora.ph (I will post about this later) as well. At least I can see that my fave facial wash is in stock. I love Philosophy. Too bad they don’t have a strong local following.
I had been too busy and had not noticed that none of my links nor comments work – sorry about that! In the past year I had moved to a new hosting provider, this time a Cloud VPS. It is significantly cheaper and more reliable, but at the same time I had to set everything up myself from the command line. I neglected to test the links!
All is well and good now. 🙂
If you read my post about how sparse my eyebrows are, you’d understand how this is probably one of the things that makes me really insecure. I didn’t really mind having to take a few minutes drawing my brows on before going out or receiving guests at home, but it was really embarrassing coming out of the water during a recent grand family reunion at the beach. I couldn’t look at myself in the pictures.
As if by some cosmic power, I saw this huge billboard of PrettyLooks’ coming from the airport on our way back from the reunion. PrettyLooks is an aesthetic centre specializing in eyebrow restructuring. Their before and after photos looked pretty impressive. Read more ›
I recently developed the habit of buying shoes. I was never a shoe addict. Purses have always been my thing. There was a time when I would buy a lot of flip-flops at a time but never a bunch of shoes.
When I say shoes, I don’t mean the high-heeled kind. They hurt like a b*tch and I’m not about to subject my feet to that kind of suffering.
I mean flats. The kind that’s super comfy and almost feels like a glove worn around the feet. I’ve been wearing ballet flats for a while (but mostly sandals). I heard about Tieks – super expensive and (thank goodness!) not available here in the PH. I would have bankrupted myself from buying their ridiculously expensive but really cute-looking flats.
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And I have believed that for a while now. Last Monday night I suddenly awoke due to a sharp pain behind my left kneecap (yes, of all places). I had experienced some pain earlier in the evening but it had somehow escalated while I was asleep. It came and went for a few minutes and I kept twisting my leg around hoping to find some relief until I finally tucked my left leg in under my thigh and the husband gave me a Biogesic (my only go-to pain reliever). Not sure if it was the medicine but I finally fell asleep again. Read more ›