Life Is My Decadent Cake....

I had my cake and ate ( a lot..shucks! ) ov' it too! Oh' but thank you all for the greets both here and in meatspace.

See that angelic divine thing there?!
Nothing..oh' absolutely nothing that can come close to the heavenly taste of this cake I ate. A real melts in your mouth and not in your hands experience. Hubz said this Mango Bravo is a bestseller. In fact, he was advised by patrons at the bakeshop to quit dilly dallying in deciding and just get it. So he did - much to the relief of everyone there. Wow! Really, I had to be restrained! Absolutely no self control whatsoever! Gosh' I want a slice even now. Sinfully decadent!

And it's a sweet breezy cooly day here. The funky weatherman said he is all but totally baffled by the...well..weather. We should be sweltering in heat by now...all huffing and puffing and complaining and just dying to get to the beach. Buuut'...would you believe that hasn't happened yet? Nope. We here are in the midst of spring like cool. Weird almost. Not that I'm complaining tho'...nooope...am' enjoying it. I just hope for hopes when the real summer hits us it won't book itself an extended stay. Just a month and a half of super sunshine power groovy enough to run wild wanton in the sand...he!he!

Me' plans to have a whole lotsa' fun this summer. I'm even writing down stuff we can do...some with the boys and some with the Hubz. There's a diving sched there between us...probably at romantic Coco Beach Resort in Puerto Gallera..or maybe in exotic Palawan...or maybe in touristy Boracay. Wherever... as long as it has sand, sunshine, pina colada', food and lots of happy people...

Hmm'....was planning to write on a more specific topic- something totally serious..relevant... like maybe local politics (?..eeks' ) or corruption or world affairs. Ye' something like that. This has turned out to be a breezy blabbering about cake and the weather. No matter.

I've got the swooning Nat King Cole playing in the background and a shower ready for me. Ah' me' life is cool and grand and fun....I hope yours is too...

Yeah'....:>

PS: One of my fave bloggers, Maryam of My Marrakesh is actually going to summer in Boracay....Take a peek at this place where I too loooooong to be...

Click on: BORACAY ROCKS THE KASBAH

Meet the lovely owner of the Kasbah: PINAY IN BARNSLEY

My 40 Beginnings

40.

If one thing can be said about numbers darlings, it is that...they too may stand for a word. Take for example, when a woman says 40, that could, in all possibility, mean more than a number. It could be a sigh. It could be a bold declaration of beginnings and the graceful acceptance of endings.

This 3rd day of the 3rd month I begin a new chapter in my life. Excitement pours through my nerves when I think this. The kind of excitement laced with orchid calm. It isn't at all like the gibberish giddiness of when I turned 30.

I feel sort of relieved. The lady that I was when I was 30 seems a ship a far away...but I'm happy for her. She has done well I think. She has kept the most important thing - the heart of a solid home.

She has held captive the heart of a strong good man. She is raising a couple of good strong men. She has taught four year olds their first ABC"S. She has held their little sweet fingers in hers and helped them trace swirls and circles and slants. She has even taught them the Antelope Song.

She has taught teenagers their first taste of Bacon. With essays on travels and friendships, she has shown them how personal value is a foundation to being and self discovery a penchant to breathing.

She has taught adults the hidden intricacies of communication...the secret layers beneath primary sentences that color a person's innermost meaning. She has coached and managed people and in the course, inspired other women to move on.

In spite of what she thinks, she has been brave in many different ways.

This lady has made a lot of things too. She has made meals, and presentations, and sales talks. She has made love, and made fury, and made friends. More than that, she has, quite stunningly, made the most fascinating mistakes as well! Oh' how grand those were!

There are no regrets. She loves..and loves in the meaning of what her love is.

Ah' quite the sentimental journey I will be taking this month of March...

Interesting, when I add up all the numbers that constitute the day and month and year of my birth, everything equals to 30. A number of balance...a number of completeness. This thought makes me smile.

Another quainter thing to note is that..I will always share the same day of celebrating a birthday with this man I love. If my birthday falls on a Monday, so too will his birthday be. Forever. For as long as there are years between us to share. So cool.

I will think of you sweethearts, but I take a bow for now. Just a week away from cybieland...to walk alone and be with some...to think..to write..to watch....to just..be...

Now that I am, in all essence, wonderfully 40.


( Foamy: Thanks for the greet. Yes, I am the "fishy one" ..ha!ha!ha!ha! to your comment...Cheers and a toast to you as well...My boys also fall asleep on the couch..:)