Pixels For Four

I didn't have time to blog last week because I spent it at work, house and other activities. If only I have more time, I would've done more things that I enjoy doing. And blogging is on top of that list, of course. But last Thursday, I did so many things I never thought I could accomplish in a day. Fred has to bring us to his workplace at 2 pm to meet his employer. I work from 12 noon to 5 pm on Thursdays so I decided to work on a morning shift. I left home at past 8 am and tried to finish the work assigned for the day. I worried about how I will look for the meeting later. I know I must look presentable. So I asked one of my workmates if she can curl my hair before I leave. She readily said yes and in minutes, I was out of the door with freshly done, still hot curls. Fred's workplace is located in Riyadh Industrial City 2, a hub for all things industrial and manufacturing. Like most industrial zones, it is far from the main residential areas of the city and if not

Call me outdated or so behind-the-times but that’s what I am when it comes to watching documentaries. It was just a few weeks ago when I watched the 2008 American documentary film Food, Inc. which changed the way I view fast food. Not that I didn’t know how unhealthy they are. I already know that from watching Supersize Me, the 12th highest-grossing documentary film of all time. Food, Inc. just validated my past knowledge of where fast foods come from, how they are treated , processed prepared, and in the end, inspired me that I can do something about the dilemma. I didn’t promise myself that I won’t let my kids eat fast food anymore. In fact, we just ate some last night. They like Double Cheeseburger. McFlurry, and Mixed Vanilla and Chocolate Sundaes so much. We’ll just try to lessen our visits to these restaurants and eat meals cooked at home. Since I am the cook in the family, I always browse the internet for recipes of meals that I want. Honestly, there are many simp

I didn't know what came into me but I was feeling a little bored one morning while at work. Maybe, it was the monotonous task assigned to me. Or maybe it was the overcast sky suggesting a brewing sandstorm. Bored and gloomy, I decided to call my Abu Dhabi-based BFF and chat for a little while. When she came home for a vacation last year, they treated us to a day tour of Tagaytay. It was her treat to her family but since she considers us family, we tagged along. It wasn’t my first time there but it was the kids’. Gabby and Sunday have been asking us for the longest time to bring them to Tagaytay so when their Tita BFF invited them, they were so excited. Too bad, Fred was already in Riyadh then. I totally forgot that Tagaytay is considered as the second summer capital of the Philippines. The cold wind was blowing hard when we arrived and I forgot to bring the kids’ jackets. They didn’t seem to mind though. Upon arriving at the Picnic Grove, they ran off, left me without a word,