Welcome to my Randomness XXVI

Sorry late post.

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And last week I didn’t have a randomness post.

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By my featured image. YES! I LOVE MY JOB.

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Post to come later.

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On my way to work or on my way home I have seen a police officer pull someone over, a handcuffed guy in the back seat, or a bust of a big suburban. Another time coming off the freeway from work a police man had his baton out…

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Weird. For real.

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With start of new job I never see my dad.

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That makes me sad.

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He called me last night though to make sure I filled out the Life Insurance paperwork correctly.

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LOL.

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Oh and I bought NCIS episodes season 1 and 2.

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They will be on sale until last week of February.

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We shall see if I get one more.

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I watched Inception.

AMAZING.

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Bought it from Best Buy for 9.99

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My sister is insane.

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She just randomly asked me to pay her $50 a week for doing my chores.

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No Dar.

Her: Why not?

Me: Because. You’re not going to do $50 worth of chores each week.

Dar: Yeah I am. Its only $10 a week

Me: Oh ok. What are you going to do each day?

Dar: Your stuff. Chores.

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I’m not paying her. She’s crazy.

After the conversation she said. Why Not?!

You make enough money!

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No, untrue. I have other expenses to pay.

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She’s crazy.

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CHRISTMAS: Got to mix things up a bit… Part 2 of 3

Missed the first part? Read here!

Continuing on from my last post…

Now everyone wants to go outside. Play some basketball. Etc.

I’m looking for my boots to join them… I can’t find them! I see other brown boots that are NOT mine.

I give up looking and stay inside to join the older folks with the karaoke. (I hear you: typical.)

They also went caroling without me. (New tradition)

 They went next door and were given $4 for their crooning serenade.

Such manners… as they relayed the information my bro J took the money. Cousin Ry yells “SCORE!” as they’re walking away… Someone also adds “JACKPOT!” to the shouts of surprise and thanks…

Apparently, there were some cute guys in the audience mix. To console myself by missing the cute guys sighting… I say… “Oh well they’re [Cousin Jul & sister D] still in college they’re probably like 19s.”

Cousin Jul: No! They were in college. Cousin J saw them to!

Cousin J: Yeah.. they were cute.

Cousin Jo: MAN! I missed it.

Me: Were they black?

Cousin Jo: You like them bros?!

Me/Cousin J: Duh, she dated a black guy for 2 years…

Cousin Jo: dude! I didn’t even know you like them bros!

Me: Uhm, yeah! Lol. FOUND OUT! Hahaha.

Somehow the conversation steered back to the cute guys.

Cousin Jul: I didn’t even notice them because an old guy answered the door and there was little kids running around.

Me: How do you know it’s not their kids?!

Cousin Jul: It’s probably their cousins!

Me: Oh no. I’m not signing up for no baby mama title.

Cousin Chuck: Oh yeah.. that’s what they were looking for. Good thing you didn’t go Mel.

Cousin Jul: You guys are so messed up!

And with that conversation we wrapped things up at this house and proceeded to say our goodbyes, hugs, and “see you tomorrows” to everyone…



Packed up for the next house. It was 7:30 pm.

And what did we do?

Can you tell we love taking pictures together?

Cousin J and Cousin Jo

Sister wanted to be in the picture too!

When the tripod is setup; more people can get in the picture

 

Yes, we are weird and random. Ok, just me 🙂

 

At this house we continued our gift opening from this family.

We continued our caroling to random people (my cousin’s friends).

One more post left 🙂

CHRISTMAS: Got to mix things up a bit… Part 1 of 3

Christmas eve day.
Arrive in Bakersfield at 1:30pm.

Eat. (The most important part) (Of course, after I hugged everyone and their mother)

My cousin Toby showing us his madd piano skills.

Paused for a picture.


Sing and goof around. (My auntie provided the entertainment of goof around-she fell back against the chair she was sitting and was conveniently caught by the plant and the wall.) Needless to say, only 2 precious souls tried to help her get up while the rest of us were stuck cackling in our seats.

After setting her straight. I mean the chair straight.

Ugly sweater contest. (New tradition)

Supportive Audience

 

 

Ugly Sweater Contestants

White Elephant Gift Exchange.

 

Prepping for gift exchange

Hard at thought. Which should I choose?!

 

 



My bro J gets the gag gift! Girl's hott pink swim shorts!

We hit a lull. It felt like it was 10 pm. It was barely 6:30 pm.

 

I mean THEY hit a lull 🙂

 

We were soon revived with Pinta time. (New tradition)

Here comes Benjamin Franklin.

Getting into candy ready positions.

The first batter up... CHARGE!

CHARGE!

CHARGE some MORE!

Happy with our prizes!

**Notice some knee stains?

Gift Opening.

 

Gathering around...

Showing off our AERO shirts.

Excited about our mugs!

 

 

Happy Happy

 

To be continued…

Guest Post: Caleb, bucket list: Drink coffee every day

Hello faithful readers. Today’s post is by Caleb. He and I signed up to do a blog swap from 20sb.net. Click here to access Caleb’s blog. Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the following post:

First, thanks to Melanie for doing it with me!  Er, I mean, doing this with me.  The blog-swap.  Okay, foot out of mouth.  I’ve read through a lot of her postings and see why so many of you enjoy reading her stuff!   There are those who say that good-looking and funny ladies can’t be accountants, but Melanie is out there to prove them all wrong.

We all need things to be excited about.  Snowmobiles, parties, hot dates, new shoes, Chappelle show back on the air- whatever.  It doesn’t matter what it is we’re excited about as much as it does that we’re excited about something.

I have one of the best things ever to be excited about: Coffee.  I know, I know- some of you are thinking this is a paltry and mundane item to get excited over, but if you are one of those non-fanatical coffee drinkers, let me win you over.

I didn’t start out in life being excited over coffee, or even liking it.  My first experiences with coffee happened while growing up, watching my dad transform from a mumbling and incoherent zombie into the sarcastic and abstractedly-supportive father I knew and loved through the sheer power of hot coffee.  I specifically remember him on weekends (usually when friends were over) shambling out of his bedroom in off-white old man underwear and a stained t-shirt, pin-balling his way through the hallway and kitchen towards the coffee pot.  If any of my friends happened to notice him and his rooster mane of hair sticking up and he caught their eye, they could expect a salutary grunt, wave, and sort of a “Hey there calshe nana hermherm… [trails off]”

He would scoop out some Folger’s and stand there, hunched over, watching as the dark brown coffee spilled into the pot.  If one were to watch closely, you could actually see his shoulders straighten and his eyelids lift as the aromas wafted into his nostrils.  Not a patient man, he would yank the pot out from the coffeemaker as soon as he determined that a cup’s worth had fallen and pour it into his (cream already added) coffee cup.  Since we didn’t have a newer coffeemaker, when he did this the coffee would continue to fall on the boiler, creating a hissing sound.

Now I’ve seen my dad excited.  I’ve heard him cheer raucously for great Cubs plays or exclaim “Yes!” with an exaggerated arm motion when he scratches a winning lottery ticket. Rarely, however, does he get as dramatically appreciative as when he has that first sip of coffee in the morning.
Dad: “sssllluuurrrpp. Ahhh!! Yeah baby! Oh yeah… that’s JUST what poppa needed!  Mmm… Sweet, sweet coffee…”

After this would usually follow some harassment of me and my friends, a half hour’s worth of internet news reading, or back to his room to do crosswords in the bathroom for an hour.  Whatever he did, after that first bit of coffee he did it as his old self again.

I didn’t understand any of this great fuss until my early twenties.  I don’t know what day between my first cup of adult coffee and today where I became as passionate about coffee as he is, but now I find myself the same zombie until I have my coffee and also emitting the same pleasurable sounds at my first sip.  Strange, I know, but I find myself equally excited every single day of the week for my morning coffee.

So I officially add to my bucket list an item that is not a one-time event: drink delicious coffee every single day of my life.

Thanks for reading!

Caleb “I’m drinking coffee while writing this” Shreves

Don’t tell anyone!

When I went home on Monday I told my mom all about the good news.  I told her, I’ll be taking TB test and fingerprinting on Wednesday.

I wasn’t able to tell my dad the good news because of how hectic the day was.

Tuesday mid-afternoon, after a work meeting, I saw my mom had called me twice. I call her back.

Mom: Did you tell them yet?

Me: No, mom.

Mom: Ok, don’t say anything yet because they could still change their mind.

Me: Ok mom. Ok.

My dad calls 15 minutes later

Dad: Did you tell your job?

Me: No dad, I didn’t.

Dad: Oh ok, don’t say anything yet until you’re sure.

Me: Ok. I go tomorrow for testing and some paperwork.

Dad: Ok, bye.

10 minutes later my mom calls me.

Mind you, I’m at work.

Mom: Did you get the job? Dad said you were going for testing.

Me: Mom, I need to take the TB test.

Mom: What did they say to you?

Me: Mom! I’m at work right now. Are you at work?

Mom: Yes

Me: Ok can you check your email?

Mom: Ok yeah. Yeah.

We proceed to have a conversation as she asks me questions. I answer her via email.

Email: They offered me the job. I accepted. Tomorrow (Wed) I go in for a TB test and fingerprinting. Friday they’re hoping my prints clear and we can do all the paperwork and HR stuff.

Mom: Oh ok. You didn’t tell your dad medical testing.

Hold on Mom. Dad is calling me.

I join the calls.

My mom tells my dad the background info.

Mom: She already took the test last week. (Correction, I took it last week of November) They interviewed her last week. They called her on Monday.

Dad: Oh ok.

Mom and Dad have a conversation. My mom is speaking in Tagalog as if I can’t understand.

Somewhere along that conversation my dad hangs up the phone without saying good-bye.

Before my mom leaves… You need to teach me how to three-way!

Are you looking for me?!

The search terms used to find me have been quite bizarre lately. Allow me to share the few laughs I’ve had…or utter confusion…

#1. smiling happy family at home with car free photos for websites

What does that mean?!

#2. happy 50th messages to father

Get your own ideas!You never know if your own Father will look up the speech you read him 🙂

#3. please reply on my text

I suppose you were emailing someone to ask them to reply to your text? Maybe?

#4. “the form was as followeth”

I’m confused…what does that exactly mean?

#5. she is my mom

actually, she could be MY mom

#6. picture drunk lady at bar

First of all, I would not be at the bar

Second of all, why in the world do you want to see a picture of a drunk lady at a bar…

I would think that is a very unflattering and unattractive picture… my personal opinion though

#7. nephew flirting his aunt stories

uhm that sounds awkward

#8. how do i remove my internet picture crystal torres

were you submitting a question and signed your name or were you wishing to remove a picture of crystal torres?

#9. rainboots site:wordpress.com

Did you find what you were looking for?

# 10. kiley tchang

Were you looking for someone by that name? I have no idea who that is… or what that is…

Dear Girl Who Fell Asleep At Starbucks

Dear Girl Who Fell Asleep at Starbucks,

I’m sorry I kept looking over at you. You probably didn’t notice though. Your head was back, eyes closed, and mouth open. I promise I probably would not have stared as much if your phone wasn’t ringing so loudly or so consistent and persistent. It was hard not to keep checking up on you. It was quite amusing to tell you the truth.

Honestly, I was quite envious of you. I wish the world could be so dead to me when I sleep. As long as I’m on my honest confessions streak…I may have texted others about you. Several of them were telling me to wake you up but I don’t think you would have appreciated that. I even had a friend tell me I should blog about you…too bad I couldn’t ask for your permission to do so, I hope you don’t mind. It’s actually a good thing I wasn’t brave enough to ask for your permission. I was also advised to take a picture of you asleep, head back, and mouth open but again not brave enough.

I hope you had a pleasant nap. You seemed kind of disoriented and grumpy when you awoke. I suppose I would be to if I awoke and coincidentally dropped all my stuff.

Maybe I’ll see you at Starbucks tomorrow afternoon,

Starbucks Amused Patron

Back from the dead, kind of.

I know. I know.

I disappeared. As of today, Jury Duty is over and a post will be written about that sometime tomorrow since I report back to work tomorrow and will be there til 3 pm instead of half-day like last year. (Hear my annoyance?)

Anyway! Keeping in theme with boys, guys, etc.

Yesterday I went to Starbucks to study. It was around 5pm.

I placed my books at an available table then ordered my hot tea.

I came back to my table-drink and butter croissant in hand. This guy at a table in front of me commented on my books.

Guy: Oh fun the CPA exam

Me: oh yes did you take the exam?

Blah blah.. we’re talking about the exam.

Unfortunately, about 5 minutes into the conversation someone catches my eye…

Guys have caught my eye every now and then. I never really expect anything substantial than just the feeling that I still look pretty good. Conceited? Maybe anyway!

Random guy who caught my eye joins tail-end of conversation.

RGWCME: oh studying… I’m so glad I don’t have to do that anymore..

Me: oh yeah I graduated last year but have to study for this exam…

RGWCME: Oh you studying for your Masters…?

Me: No I’m taking a break from school right now I’m not sure when I’ll head for that yet…

RGWCME: By the way I’m “Random guy who caught your eye and you apparently caught mine too”

Me: Melanie..

RGWCME: it was nice meeting you….see you around.

End of story.

Random I know, lol.

Considering I haven’t been in the game as people lovingly refer to it as…. I don’t quite know what to do or how to respond.

THOUGHTS:

#1. I HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS

#2. Since blog is unavailable I’ll tweet

#3. After tweeting… must text others.

So… a few responses:

Cousin #1: Was he cute? did you get his number? did you give your number?

Cousin #2: Dude… ROFL where was this at?

Friend #1: Boys are so goofy.

Friend #2: What in the world? Where at?

No, I didn’t get his number. Yes, I’m planning to return to the same Starbucks approximately at the same time. Actually, a little bit earlier.

Until later tonight or tomorrow, we shall see.

Travel Jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and Mothers… Part 2

So to continue from yesterday’s post… Read here if you missed it

We continued talking and I was feeling really awkward because I didn’t know what else to talk about. I saw my friend across the aisle and was going to ask her a really quick question. It didn’t turn out to be really quick maybe it wasn’t quick enough for him… he meandered back to his Aunt.

I kept talking to my friend. Yes, I felt bad but he walked away meaning he too was looking for a way to end our awkward conversation. My friend and I made our way outside…passed right by my Tita and him without giving him a second glance… I could totally feel eyes on me. (hey buddy you walked away!)

So, I would meet my friend and our mutual friend’s house in 5-10 minutes. “I’d head over there as soon as I say bye to my Tita… ”

I walked up to my Tita …I overheard something about dinner. So of course me being Filipino I asked “Dinner?! WHERE?!”

Tita: Carl’s JR

Me: WHAT?! Carl’s JR!!!

Tita: You want to come?

Me: Oh no I’m going to J & M’s

Tita: Oh what are you going to do there?

Me: Dinner and games…

Tita: Oh who? College and career age?

Me: Yeah..

Tita:  (Nods her head towards her nephew) Can he go with you?

I KNEW IT! UGH!

Me: Yeah.. he can come.. does he want to?

Tita: He’s not college age but he’s career age like you.. yeah take him.

Me: Uhm, ok…

We’re there without incident.. I suppose without incident. Coincidentally, the couch were the only seats open. So, Me, girl, him, and other boy squeeze on the couch. Ok it was him, me girl, then other boy. Quite a tight squeeze. Girl was trying to get me to scoot over and she very well knew that I would most definitely not!

So I took him back to Tita’s house around 830ish.

Just my luck.. they weren’t home yet from Carl’s JR. They were 5 minutes away.

So, we’re waiting outside of my car for them.

Him: How many boyfriends have you had…?……. 20?

(ME: UGH!!! REALLY?!)

Me: Oh no…I had one. …. we were together for 2 years.

Him: Oh what happened?

Me: Oh I don’t know…life?

Him: Was he Filipino?

(ME: AHAHAHAHAA YES! SCORE!!!)

Me: No… he was black…

I totally wanted to look at his expression but I was a good girl and refrained because I probably would’ve reveled in my joy in throwing him off ..

SAVED BY THE CAR LIGHTS! They were here.

Him: Thank you for the ride.

:: Extends hand for handshake ::

I accept his handshake.. oh darn what is this kid doing?

He leans in and does a one-arm hug with a cheek to cheek kiss.

::Oh you are so dead. I am so glad Tita didn’t see that. I wouldn’t be able to live this down!!!! ::

Tita: Mel.. are you going to come inside or are you leaving now?

::Hesitation…::

Tita: Come inside!

:: Darn it Mel! Where’s your quick wit?!

So, I come inside luckily I no longer have to entertain him so I stay at their house for about 30-45minutes chilling with the kids and playing the piano.

Coincidentally they have to take him to another house that night instead of tomorrow morning. I’m in the living room sitting on the couch with girl kid. He peeks his head in and says “Bye…” I look up…”Oh bye! Nice meeting you!”

Tita comes in right after him… did you all say bye and give him a hug?!

:: Not looking at Tita…letting kids answer… OH OH NO I’m not falling for that one! ::

I get home later that night my sister tells me when she got home my mom asked where I was…

Sister: Oh she’s dropping off Tita’s nephew…

Mom: Oh does mel like him?!

Sister: MOM! No, can she not be friendly to him?! He doesn’t know anyone!

Dad in Tagalog: That’s why they get frustrated with you because you say things like that…

 

Can I just say I LOVE MY DAD apparently HE’S the only one thinking straight in this situation. What am I?! THIRTY YEARS OLD THAT YOU NEED TO MARRY ME OFF ALREADY?!


Travel jealousy, Friendliness, Flirting, and mothers… Part 1

Yes all in one night. It’s insane!

So my Tita (she’s basically my second mother; HER mom babysat me when I was just a baby-oh the stories she can tell) her nephew from the Philippines was at church on Sunday.

Mind you, we were invited to their house on Wednesday for dinner-her nephew coming to visit was brought up ever so slightly..now I wonder if that was on purpose.

I digress as always.

Sunday after church she grabs my hand and pulls me toward her…I want you to meet my nephew… “Oh sure!” (You know how I am Ms. Personality when need be, UGH) Chit-chat my Tita’s sister was there and I haven’t seen her in several months so I was able to focus my chit-chat on her! Evil I know but hey! I do what I have to do.

So, we talk for a little bit it’s more of I’m talking to my Tita in front of him to talk to him… if that makes sense. Anyway, nothing out of the ordinary about that conversation. My mom is ready to leave and good thing because I am HUNGRY! I quickly say goodbye and give my Titas a hug and a kiss and tell the nephew “Nice to meet you!” while running away to the car.

Later that night after evening service. The nephew meets my dad (they happen to be sitting behind us at church) and of course I’m just chilling with everyone. My dad, my tito, my tita, their daughter Dessa. So I include them in conversation asking where he went to visit in California and asking if they took him here or there…etc… All of a sudden I realize it’s just me and him talking with everyone else gone. What happened the RAPTURE?!

“Hm… What is this about?!”

So obviously single adults talk about their lives which happens to be work since we’re single and don’t have a family…

Me: So Tita said your company sent you to all these places for training…

Him: Yeah Costa Rica for four months, Boston for 2 weeks and California for a week.

Me: Must be nice. I’m totally jealous. I LOVE BOSTON.  What’s the training for?

Him: Processes, software, etc.

Me: Oh so you’re like a computer engineer?

Him: Yeah.

Me: I’m jealous that your job sends you everywhere for training. Must be nice. (Getting the jealous vibe?)

Him: Yeah so what do you do…?

Me: I work in the accounting department. (I don’t give my title because people automatically think BANK. WRONG! I’m a fresh graduate with no experience let alone with my CPA exam passed either!)

Him: You must be rich…

Me: Oh no no no… you’re the rich one. Your company pays for your traveling expenses–meals, accommodations, etc. If you add up those expenses they pay for with your salary you make WAY more money than me.

Around this time my mother is passing by…she looks at me with a HUGE smile… and then glances at him and looks back at me still smiling… Me: “Eh hi mama” While wondering how absurd my mother is acting…

As soon as she passes by my Tita catches my eye… same dorky smile my mother gave me … (my tita is 6 rows behind us talking with her friends…without a care in this world that her nephew has been talking to this stranger for the past n  minutes)

My thoughts: OH GREAT! They’re up to their matchmaking again!

Him: So have you been to the Philippines?

My thoughts: he just asked me a question… must answer and clear facial expression to not reflect my amusement or frustration at my tita and mom’s antics OR assumptions!

Me: Yeah.. 10 years ago…

Him: Hm…nice. What part?

Me: Illigan City.

Him: Oh ok that’s where my Alma Mater is…

He then proceeds to tell me the name of the school IIT or something like that.

Me: Oh ok.. don’t know about that.

Him: You should visit…

Me: I’m planning on it.

Him: Yeah.. maybe my company will send me for training again to California. In 10 years…

Me:…I think you’re making fun of me…

Him: Oh no… laugh laugh laugh.. yeah you should visit I can take you around Cebu City…

BEFORE you make fun of me for even inkling at the thought of saying Yes I will visit… but not really answering if I would visit him and allow him to take me around the Philippines… take a look at Cebu City…

 

Cebu Capitol Building

Waterfront Cebu City Hotel

The Terraces at Ayala Center Cebu

Cebu City

 

Now tell me who would say “No… I don’t think I’ll be visiting..”

 

to be continued tomorrow… 🙂