Monday, July 31, 2006
series of unfortunate events
why it happens to some is a mystery.......maybe its a blessing in disguise
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
comfort item
every child had its own comfort item......i had my buyoyong.......a funny name, i dont even know how i got it but it was off white (im not sure if it was from frequent washing or not at all) with violet pasley designs that smelled like money and had ears (as i would call it) that i could gigil with my nails and fall asleep......my buyoyong....my pillow..... =)
i was back up duty last night, did not go home after 24 hour duty and went for another 24 hours and they woke me up at 2am on my second night to pick up a baby who had seizures at home in makati. just my luck! when i got back from the ambulance conduction i felt i had to get something for myself....i felt quite api! so i went to the convinience store and looked around......drink? chips? i went for the icedrop, cheese flavor! and at 3am i was munching on a cold snack in the tiny call room of the PICU. it was so simple yet so refreshing.......the cheese icedrop, my very own comfort item
i was back up duty last night, did not go home after 24 hour duty and went for another 24 hours and they woke me up at 2am on my second night to pick up a baby who had seizures at home in makati. just my luck! when i got back from the ambulance conduction i felt i had to get something for myself....i felt quite api! so i went to the convinience store and looked around......drink? chips? i went for the icedrop, cheese flavor! and at 3am i was munching on a cold snack in the tiny call room of the PICU. it was so simple yet so refreshing.......the cheese icedrop, my very own comfort item
Sunday, July 16, 2006
a very relaxing day
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Tying the Knot
Monday, July 10, 2006
Coffee Talk
-daily candy-
Goldilocks awoke in Baby Bear’s bed in a foul mood, her head pounding.
Great, she thought, realizing Baby Bear’s bourbon flask was still clasped in her hand. Hangover. Hope these guys aren’t Sanka freaks.
Fortunately, they had a nice Sumatran blend. But which of the Three Bears’ machines to use? (You’d think she’d have figured this out by now. But whatever.)
First she tried Papa Bear’s drip machine: too watery. Then she tried Mama Bear’s French press: too strong. Finally, she tried Baby Bear’s AeroPress and found the small, nonelectric contraption delightfully easy to use.
She simply inserted one of the filters, dropped the grounds in, and added hot water. After stirring for ten seconds, she slowly plunged the press and extracted a perfect cup of espresso. (She could’ve made it into an Americano with some hot water, but she liked her caffeine in concentrated form.)
The AeroPress, unlike a conventional maker, doesn’t steep the grounds too long and provides uniform extraction, resulting in a brew that’s not bitter, not at all watery, and blessedly low in acid.
Or, as Goldilocks might say, juuuuust right.
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