He loves me… too!
He loves me… too!
One of the things Hubby and I have always thought about doing was actually buy our son a car. We didn’t know what kind, but I knew that was one our goals. I knew it wasn’t going to be new… so we needed to pray and put a lot of thought on what type of used car we were going to get:
– functional and well taken care if
– not too old
My budget was $2000, but I couldn’t find a car that we liked at that range. And finally, we came across a class that I never thought of. It was always the traditional Toyota that we got, Honda next, and then an Acura or a Mitsubishi. Yeps… Asian cars I guess you can say. Instead, we surprised our son with something completely different.
A Mini Cooper! Yaaass! There were a few cosmetics that could have warned me to walk away, but Salvador (the third owner of the vehicle) actually took very good care of the car and even upgraded the lighting and the car stereo, which includes blue tooth for safe driving. All the airbags were updated and some of the materials were replaced. The only thing he probably didn’t get to update was the smog – it passed though! 🙂
My mom presented the car to big boy as soon as he got home. She was so excited for him too – it looked she was nervous just trying to talk to him. It was so cute… all day until the next day, we kept asking him if he liked the car. We even went for a stroll that evening and the drive was so cool.
Here are a few facts about the car:
– 2006 – looks only two years old said Mei (that’s how nice it looked)
– big boy thinks it’s worth $20k!! REALLY?! Alright!
– it’s part of the BMW family
– front wheel drive
– can be used for racing
– the exhaust is made of metal material
– the windows have no framing
– the body can be upgraded and misplaced with a kit
– the seats are leather
– has cruise control
I only got to drive it once just to bring it home. Hubby got the car detailed and smelling good and clean!
So happy for us to be able to get him a car. The deal: he’s responsible for the gas! Which means he can’t be going to too many places if he wants to budget well. Hopefully this gift will inspire him to understand that his achievements in life are worth the struggle and time as long as you put the effort into it. We all have goals – I hope he’s able to put his together and strive to be persistent in reaching it.
We love you son and we are very proud of you no matter what. You are always in our prayers and we hope that you know we always want the best for you. We will always walk by your side.
-mommy and daddy
Made a silly joke with the kiddos and told them I want to be a bathroom critic. LOL!
I’ve done a few before this one, but here’s for a popular Brazilian Restaurant in San Diego
Points are earned by a rating of 1-5 for the following:
Entry: 3 – kind of hidden not really grand or welcoming
Convenience: 5 – extra toilet paper and towels were available, so your not like stuck and end up using the seat cover.
Design: 4 – simple but not Awe-mazing! The space around the toilet was normal, and the privacy were like any other stalls…
The color contrast was pleasant and the music that played was made the “moment” chill. I love the huge mirror and the door design.
Overall average: 4 🌟
Sitting in the car and listening to service…
Why? Sometimes hubby would ask me what I’m doing in the car and asks me to come down.
He’s not here today… my big boy is though and he’s probably inside sitting down. Hopefully next to Lola.
Me… I’m in the car… why?
Because no one sits next to me at church.
Even when I save a seat for someone to sit next to next, it’s just my bag saving the space.
Sometimes, big boy will next to me if I ask. I try not to expect it so I don’t get disappointed. Most of the time, I look for my husband.
Big girl and the little ones go to class. Even when my parents come, I still end up sitting on a different row.
So today, I sit in the car. It’s the same thing as sitting by myself… just me.
I bought her a Plumeria tree plant… it’s beautiful and smells good. I know she would like it. Instead:
“Where do YOU want to plant that?”
“Anywhere is fine.” I said.
I just wanted to hear something nice… like “Thank you…”
The plant was not for me.
So I dared to ask, “Do you want me to just return it then?”
“How much was it?”
“You have to plant that… $30? Return it if you can return it.”
… returning it…
I don’t know if $30 is expensive… is it?
She walks down the stairs and enters the kitchen while I continue washing dishes. I usually go up to her first to kiss her, but I wanted to see if she would actually come up to me and give me a kiss… no kiss or hug…
Me: Hi, mom. How’s your day today?
Mom: Headache… I have a headache all day. (Starts packing and putting dinner away)
Me: (continue to wash dishes)… and just thinking. Realized I haven’t kissed my Mei Mei, yet.
Mom: So how many people did you kill today?
Me: (trying to think of an answer without being rude)
Mei: Nanay?! Don’t ask her that question.
Mom: Well, isn’t that what she does?
Me: (still nothing to say… silence and continues to wash the dishes)
She leaves and when she does, I’m done with the dishes and I hug and kiss my daughter.
Then, I stuff my face with the rest of the brownies and gulp down milk while I watch and listen to my two girls play and laugh. While in the back of my mind, I think to myself, “If she only knew that I come to work for her and treat my patient as if she was my patient. I treat them with love and servitude – I listen, and I hug them, and I kiss them. I pray and hope that their pain goes away and I pray that God gives them and their family strength. I applaud them for being so strong. They are my hero and I admire them for their strength and hope to keep moving forward even when the pain is too much. If only she only knew that I’d do it all for her. But I can’t help someone who doesn’t want to be helped. So I come to work and give what I can, because at least at work, I can feel like I’m worth something. If only she knew that her words can pierce a heart and make it ache. Even after a long day when I’ve seen loved ones let go of their child, father, mother, daughter/son… it’s not easy, but someone’s gotta do it. So how many people have you killed? Just one… me.”