Thursday, February 02, 2006

The History of Valentine's Day


Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains vestiges of both Christian and ancient Roman tradition. So, who was Saint Valentine and how did he become associated with this ancient rite? Today, the Catholic Church recognizes at least three different saints named Valentine or Valentinus, all of whom were martyred.

One legend contends that Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men -- his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death. Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons where they were often beaten and tortured.

According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, it is believed that Valentine fell in love with a young girl -- who may have been his jailor's daughter -- who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories certainly emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic, and, most importantly, romantic figure. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.

- The History Channel

Sunday, January 29, 2006


dinner at dencio's Posted by Picasa

my life... Posted by Picasa

a date with my son Posted by Picasa

Amazing what a different hairstyle can do... Posted by Picasa

Saturday, January 28, 2006

true colors...


Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do. you do.

Monday, January 23, 2006

lucky me!

Lucky me to be able to celebrate my birthday 2 days in a row. That's because most of the people who greeted me are in the Philippines which means they're about 16 hours ahead from LA. So I got older a day before I'm ready to make my leap. Thank God I did not have to add 2 years to my age...that would have been a disaster.

Well, we did go out for dinner on the 20th and since I get to choose, we went to an eat-all-you can place (american, chinese, japanese, mongolian). Afterwards, I felt like a big chunk of lard. I was so bottom heavy that I couldn't even get out of the car without someone helping me out... burp!!!!

The 21st is a working day, though, so off to work I went. After that, I just passed by a McDonald's (as usual) to get some french fries. When I got home, I figured since I ate too much the day before, I might as well finish my little redecorating project. While doing that, I was gossiping with my sister. I guess in all, I did celebrate it in Philippine time instead of LA time. No matter, I get to grow older (again).

Saturday, January 21, 2006

mortality faced

My Uncle Efren passed away last January 20, 2006 around 7pm. He's been in a coma for the last couple of months.

Last Christmas, I went to his house to pay him a visit. I was really hesitant because I really did not want to see him in a helpless state. My Dad convinced me saying it might be the last time I'll see him alive. "Alive" being a relative term...

When I got there, I did not see the Uncle I was so used to seeing. He always has something witty to say even before I step in his house. This time it was very different. I saw a body, his body, lying there not moving and breathing with the help of a machine. I moved closer and said normally, "hey! what are you doing still in bed? aren't we going to have a drink today? You gotta get up sometime, it's Christmas!" I normally would have gotten a whack in the head at this time. Normally... Yes, it was very different indeed.

A while later when everybody went out of the room, I whispered to him, "Kung pagod ka na, pwede ka nang magpahinga. Matatanda na mga anak mo, kaya na nila yan, mahaba na ang oras na binigay mo para kayanin nila ang pag-alis mo. Tapos na rin ang inaalala nyo ng Tatay tungkol sa akin... kung nagaalala ka pa sa Ate, ako na ang bahala sa kanya." That was the last time I saw him.

A day before my birthday, he died. Rest easy and in peace. Know that you have been and will be loved by those who knew you well.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Back in LA

Like all good things, my vacation has to come to an end. Flew back to LA last Tuesday. Thank God the flight was shorter. It's been a touch too bumpy for my taste (I've always called the airpockets bumps in the sky), the plane crew were too slow in addressing the needs of passengers, and the food although slightly better still leaves much to be desired. The flight back to the Philippines was a lot better compared to coming back to LA. Considering the cost of plane tickets during Christmas season, you'd think they'd try at least to give better service...

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

signing in from the philippines

Finally! After 3 hours in LAX getting checked in for my flight and 16 hours of actual flight time with 1 hour stopover, 1 1/2 hours getting sorted out at customs in Manila and a very important stop at McDonald's for breakfast I finally made it home. That doesn't mean I stayed home...

Went to my cousin's to get my teeth looked at, went to my other cousin (doctor) to get my son's knees looked at then went to Pizza Hut for lunch. Also got my son a new pair of eyeglasses since he broke the last one he had. Still early and not satisfied yet, my kids prevailed and we ended up in an Internet Cafe, so here I am updating my entry.

Long way to go before I can go to sleep or I'd have a bad case of jetlag. Guess I have been up for almost 2 days now.... YAWN!!!!!

Wednesday, December 14, 2005


nice water for swimming? if you don't freeze first :) Posted by Picasa

daytime view of the moon... Posted by Picasa

fiery sunset Posted by Picasa

land mass??? Posted by Picasa

On the way home... Posted by Picasa

Snow not good enough, too hard to make snowman... Posted by Picasa

Hah! This is my trail... Posted by Picasa

My honey's playing it cool... Posted by Picasa

Ahhhhhh!!!!!!! Posted by Picasa

SNOW !!!!! but they won't let me up if I don't ski :( Posted by Picasa

clear sign of winter... Posted by Picasa

the duck wants food... Posted by Picasa

No snow, honey... just the lake. Posted by Picasa

Big Bear Lake Posted by Picasa

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree... Posted by Picasa

Going up to Big Bear Posted by Picasa

Isaiah(kid in red) Posted by Picasa

Mario V and Isaiah w/ other kids Posted by Picasa

Roots and Wings Daycare students Posted by Picasa

Mario and grandkids Posted by Picasa

Sunday, December 11, 2005

leaving on a jet plane

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...

Yes! I am packed to the gills! down to the carry-on baggage and one personal item. Well, I guess I shouldn't say that because one box is courtesy of my sister... but hey, I'm ready! That is, I still have to bake my kids' cookies... oh heck! I'm sure I'll never be ready until I'm on the plane.

Here's what my last week looks like. Work, reconfirm bookings, watch Narnia, go to Big Bear, pick up the box from my sister, do laundry, have dinner with my honey, clean up my mess from packing, bake cookies, do dishes, return books to the library, etc. etc.

When I get there here's what I need to do... Buy ham and other stuff for noche buena, shop, take my kids out, go to birthday/christmas dinner with friends, go out again with another batch of friends, have my driver's license renewed, have my braces taken cared of, etc. etc.

Whew! I'm already tired just thinking of what I have to do, much more actually trying to do it all... See yah all when I get there!!!!!