Happy 50th Birthday Dad!

Many of your friends know you to be a guy who knows his stuff-cars, carpentry, plumbing, finances, directions, and electrical wiring. They would most likely describe you as the guy who’s always smiling and care-free.

To me, you are more than just the dad with the corny jokes and the dad of all trades. You are a person who has greatly influenced my life. Allow me to share my dad for a brief moment.

My dad is a silent leader who leads by example.

My dad does not have to tell me what kind of man I should marry and how I should expect to be treated, he shows me in the way he treats and interacts with my mom. He shows me in the way he sacrificially and willingly provides for the family.

My dad does not have to tell me to spend time with God. I see him everyday before I leave for work-he sits on the couch by the window or at the bar stool in the kitchen. I see him hunched over in prayer or with his glasses on reading his Bible.

My dad does not have to tell me to work hard and do my best. I see it whether he’s putting in a new window, checking on all the cars, or cleaning the kitchen.

My dad does not have to tell me how to spend my money. I know. I see the importance of saving money. I hear the messages left on the answering machine from Investment Companies. I see the mail with the Investment software inside. I see him looking through the papers and notice the items on sale.

My dad does not have to tell me to help around the house. I see him cooking dinner, cleaning up after himself, and washing the dishes.

My dad does not have to tell me he loves me or that I have his support. I know he does because of the actions stated above and so much more I have not mentioned. Even though I know he loves and supports me, he tells me anyway without any coaxing from his wife or family.

Everyone has an example in their life. My dad happens to be mine and I’m thankful the Lord has given him 50 years may God bless him with many more!

Amang’s Father’s Day

Saturday I drove to Delano to meet my family there. I got to stop by Sonics-got myself some popcorn chicken & strawberry limeade. Yummy!

It was even yummier that it was happy hour-my drink was less than a dollar 🙂

No one was home at my relative’s home when I arrived in Delano. Luckily they leave a key out to enter the house. Let’s just say I had 5 different keys and 4 different locks to open before entering the house. I told my cousin “If a murderer was chasing me I wouldn’t even try to get into your house-there’d be no point”

Around 5pm I drove to Amang’s convalescent home. My family was sitting around. Dar was taking pictures, of course. My Lolo loves pictures, probably where us Torres’ get the love of being in pictures from.

My grandpa is 82 years old. Things have changed since Enang has died, his wife. She’s been gone for about 8 years now. I suppose losing your spouse does that to you. Albeit, he’s still quite a character to be around.

I gave him a hug and sat on his bed listening to his stories. He looks alot better from when I last saw. I was glad.

Ilocano is a hard language to understand since I didn’t grow up around that dialect. Although, I’ve picked up a few words and phrases along the way and can usually decipher what is being said-only if Amang is talking because he talks slow. Unlike my uncles and aunties who spout off a mile a minute with the volume and tone of the ilocano language!

He was talking about his truck. I remember that truck. He crashed into a ditch once around Christmas time. It was a really nasty green dingy colored truck.

The conversation goes everywhere whenever Amang starts talking. Somehow we ended up telling him we were going to Uncle Jose’s house (Funny story to come about that sometime-I won’t insert it here because it’s unrelated) Anyway, while he is telling his story my dad interrupts him  (because of our prompting) to ask, “What is my name?” Amang stops talking altogether and stares at my dad. My dad is smiling and us siblings start to giggle. We know what’s coming next… His answer: “I forgot”

Through all this his dinner arrives around 6pm. We tell the nurse that brought it in that he doesn’t know our names.. so she asks him… what’s their names? Is this your son… Amang’s answer: No…

Yet, he can remember stuff that’s happened when he was still in the Philippines raising his kids. Once he told us off when the war was going on.

He was a soldier. He and Enang needed to cross a river to get away from the enemy soldiers and the bridge was out. He told Enang, “I will carry you across the river only if you marry me.” She told him “No.” Obviously, she relented, allowed him to carry her across, and married after the war.

Back to his dinner. He told us (nurse included) he was not eating. The nurse left and we tried to coax him to eat. He finally told us why he wasn’t going to eat. He wouldn’t be able to eat later if he ate now. What?! Amang where are you going?!!?

Apparently, we didn’t know he had decided to come with us. Ah, Amang. Both of my grandparents are stubborn-the majority of us cousins have received this trait as well. He was adamant about not eating and coming with us to Jose’s house. Luckily it was still early and he was able to come. Visiting hours are over at 8pm.

Later on when my Dad dropped him back “home.” My dad told us Amang didn’t want him to leave. Nurse to the rescue, sort of, said visiting hours were over and that my dad will be back tomorrow.
Amang: “Ok, bye!”

Welcome to my Randomness


No, I did not just jump on the bandwagon. My family (extended) are die-hard Laker fans. I remember visiting my grandparents and watching Nick Van Exel and Eddie Jones play.

The parade is scheduled for Monday. Could it not be scheduled for Wednesday? I need a little more advance notice. My cousin texted me not 5 minutes after the game was over telling me to pick her up because she’s totally down to going to the parade. My cousin-in-law from SD texted me saying they’re planning a trip up for the parade. Believe me yet? My family loves the Lakers.

It would definitely be something to put on my I have done before I die list… and I only work about 15minutes from downtown. Although, Monday would probably be a good day to go to Pink’s… hm. Just a thought.

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I watched Pride & Prejudice last night with the Godinez girls. Just saying, Pride & Prejudice is a book everyone should read. Honestly.

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My family went camping to Kachuma lake. I miss them. I wish I was with them. Apparently, they’re planning to stop by Delano to visit my Lolo. I miss him too. Actually, I miss both my grandparents. Sadly, Enang’s been gone for years now and I miss the excitement and amusement she brought to family gatherings. Everything centered around her…

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I’ve never seen chewed gum residue at Disneyland….

this is why.

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Today, I think I will actually buy pants that fit me. I’m not trying to lose weight anymore just maintaining and toning. Oh, and I’m pretty content with my volleyball team this summer. Although, a big change since I’m not on Mr. Archie’s team. I’ve been on his team every single year except the first year the summer games have started, summer games-LOL.

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I’ve been craving curry. I don’t know why. For the past week, I’ve been wanting to have some good yummy curry. Maybe Sunday lunch I’ll treat my dad (family included) to Maxim. Probably not though, my dad loves seafood buffets and it’s the least I could do. I figure it’s cheaper than buying my dad a la-z-boy, which is what he wants. (Relayed info from my mom) So maybe the buffet this Sunday will have curry, I’ll be hopeful.

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I’m hanging out with a friend tomorrow-at the Filipino town. LOL. Hopefully he enjoys it. I have a feeling he will. He’s kinda cooky like that.

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I see Ben & Ryan soon. According to Ben…”REAL soon”. Both can’t wait. Crazy how I haven’t seem them in a year. Kinda weird feeling. Then I see them again a month later because they’ll both be visiting CALI. I’m excited. I miss my twin!

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Still haven’t gone swimming. Poor paulie,

wanted to go Wednesday but I’ve been a real scrooge regarding gas. I put $30 on Sunday I’m hoping it lasts til Monday. We’ll see. That means, I may not be meeting my parents in Delano.

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Right now I have animal crackers in my car that I munch on while driving thru traffic. (Thanks alot Ben.)

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Cayleigh turned 3 last week. I absolutely love her. She’s so crazy. She most definitely has her own personality. Weird how I’m 19 years older than her. I’m going to miss it when she won’t let me pick her up anymore…