I started writing when I was 8. My mom got me a journal where I could rant (prob so I won't be an annoying brat). I stopped writing for 8 years until the pen and then later on the keyboard called on me again. I blog because I like writing and that's just about it. Hope you get inspired though... Bite the apple!
We discovered Grogu had a wound in his inner leg the other day. It was deep and wet. We took photos and immediately consulted with our vet to see if we needed to bring him in. The vet said the wound wasn't infected and we just needed to spray it with antiseptic. Luckily, we still had the medicine and the boys sprayed the wound twice a day.
Over the last few days, we noticed Grogu was lethargic. He also kept licking his wound. It worried me since he's an outdoor cat and he'd still go out to other places. I asked the boys to bring him to the vet. The wound was getting better, but it kept getting ripped because Grogu kept jumping from the wall. He also kept licking the wound and I was afraid it may still get infected.
The boys brought Grogu to the vet today. The vet said the wound can heal on it's own if Grogu doesn't lick it and stays put. It's impossible to keep Grogu to stay put and much less to make him wear a cone. He'd also be defenseless if he wore a cone. We can't keep him indoors since my doctors only grudgingly allowed us to keep them if they stay outside.
Anyway, for Grogu's safety and so he could heal faster we decided to let the vet close the wound. They would also be able to watch over him closely. The vet originally thought the wound was due to a fight, but upon closer inspection she said he probably cut himself somewhere in the neighborhood. She said wounds from fights are usually on the head.
Our baby will be away for a few days. We'll go and visit him to reassure him he'll come back to our home. I explained to the other cats he's away to heal and that a doctor is taking care of him for now. Please pray for Grogu's quick recovery!
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Dad would have celebrated his 92nd birthday today. I wanted to order some pancit and hardinera from Buddy's, but their Paranaque kitchen is gone. We'll just try to get some tomorrow maybe.
It's been 15 years since we got to celebrate Dad's birthday with him. He looked very healthy then and just celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. We didn't have a big celebration and just had lunch at North Park. We never expected he'd be gone in less than a year.
Life changed a lot when we lost Dad. I know that he's always been there guiding us. If he was still around we'll probably have some noodles and his favorite beef dishes and probably some nilaga within the week. He loved to eat and cook! You should try his famous beef mustasa wrap. It's so yummy!
He was not fond of material things and it's no surprise that I didn't really find any of his belongings anymore. Mom probably donated all his clothes way back and just kept the essentials (IDs and docs). What Dad had a lot of were his writings and letters (plus letters to the editor!). Going through his things has been therapeutic for me.
I miss Dad everyday. I know he's having a blast up there with Mom and my titos and titas. They're partying like they used to while keeping tabs with us down here.
Happy birthday Dad. Love you very much!
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It's been more than a year since I sowed the seeds from grocery bought solo papaya. A couple of them grew and I transferred them to appropriate pots twice.
A few weeks ago I noticed the leaves were yellowing and with some help from the plant app, I realized it needed fertilizer. It wasn't enough to feed them rice water every other week, I needed to add compost so they would be healthy.
If grown properly, my papaya trees should be producing fruit by now. The plants are in different stages since I failed to give them appropriate nutrition and they are not getting the right amount of sunlight. Argh! Oh well, I have to get some bigger pots to give them more space to grow. I'm asking advise from a friend on what kind of fertilizer I should give it and how often.
All part of the learning process, I hope by upping my game we'll be able to harvest some papaya in a few months!
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I was looking forward to watching "The Quilters" on Netflix. It was finally made available today, so I immediately watched. I was expecting it to be a series or at least a 90-minute docu film. I probably missed reading that it's just a short documentary.
Anyway, I finished it in one sitting and I was amazed to learn that the quilting was happening in maximum security prisons. I actually looked forward to seeing the men quilt, but I honestly missed the part that they were in prison. I was so focused on the craft, it didn't matter to me where they were located.
It's rare to see a film made about quilting, probably because it's not a huge niche. Quilting requires a lot of patience and I can understand how therapeutic it is. Quilting involves sharp tools and it's a huge risk for where the quilters in the film are located. They said it takes a lot to be included in the group and they take care of the privilege. Not being able to quilt can be painful!
The most enjoyable part for me while watching the film was seeing the process they went through when making a quilt. Sleepless nights thinking about how to tackle a project. Drawing the design. Cutting fabric. Sewing and ironing a gazillion times. Sandwiching the quilt with batting and making sure it's flat! Then seeing the happy face of the receiver.
I usually make smaller projects because it takes me a long time to finish one. I only make blankets every once in awhile because it takes me years to finish one. I'm actually envious that the men in the film help each other work on their projects. I don't think there's anyone near me who quilt. Well, I usually oblige my boys when I need help with carrying or mixing colors, heh.
Anyway, if you do other crafts, I'm sure you'll enjoy the short film about quilters. All crafts require patience and passion and that's what you'll see with this unique group of quilters.
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