Month: January 2014

How to change your surname on your passport?

Every woman who gets married dreads this day — changing her surname. It took me exactly twenty one months to do this. My old passport expired on the day of our wedding and I renewed in November 2012 because we planned to go out of the country in 2013. I still used my maiden name when I renewed because we still don’t have an NSO certified marriage certificate. There are only four requirements for getting a new passport — your old passport, two valid IDs, NSO certified marriage certificate, and your printed renewal form. First, set an appointment through the Department of Foreign Affairs website. Just visit http://passport.com.ph/ to book your schedule. Click Set an Appointment on the right side of the page. You can choose from the five locations that they have — Aseana, Manila, Galleria, Megamall, and Alabang. I live in the south, so it’s really a good news that there’s one in Alabang. It’s on the fourth floor of the new Metro Mall just beside Alabang Town Center. After you click your chosen branch, …

True love is worth the (long) wait. Really.

It’s been three years and three months since Jeff and I met, and twenty one months since we got married. I’d like to share a note that Jeff wrote on his Facebook in Christmas of 2011. I meant to write this during the holiday season, but our schedules were really tight and kind of forgot about it. I still get teary eyed when I read this. And as I write this note, there’s a lump in my throat that’s about to explode. What Jeff wrote made me realize that true love is indeed worth the wait and worth keeping. Everyday, I feel very blessed to be loved like Jeff loves me. The best thing about us is not me loving him 101%, it is him loving me and is returning that 101%. Or maybe even more. Hope you are enjoying your Sunday, friends! A Christmas Note  December 24, 2011, 11:35pm The last time I completed a Simbang Gabi cycle was in 2009, which was a particularly challenging year for me. Aside from being in-between jobs, …

Recycling our MakatiMed Pillows

Jeff and I would regularly kick two pillows off the bed — the pillows that came from MakatiMed. We don’t do this because they aren’t our favorite. It’s just because they are too thin and not fluffy anymore.  We love pillows. We have six that we bought from Sleepcare when we got married. They always have the 4+2 promo. When Jeff was confined in MakatiMed last December 2012, the nurses told us that we can take the two pillows home. So we did. Last December 2013, it was my turn to be admitted and so we have two more additional pillows. I figured this would just be additional pillows on the bed and we will eventually not fit in there anymore. So I had the bright idea of making two huge pillows out of these four MakatiMed pillows, plus the big throw pillow that my mom gave me.  I started by cutting fabrics from my sewing supplies. I didn’t know the size, I just cut them. I sew the sides using the sewing machine at home. …

15 Stages of Eating Beef Pepper Rice at Pepper Lunch

I was at Greenbelt 5 at 10:30AM for my OB appointment. After a short chitchat, it was over. I went downstairs to the pharmacy to buy my medicine and roamed around Greenbelt 3 and planned to go home. I later found out from Jeff that the shuttles going back to BF Homes start at 3PM. So we decided that Jimmy, our driver, will take me home instead. I felt hungry so it’s a good reason to spend some money and eat. I remembered that one of my favorites, Pepper Lunch, is in the area. I walked back to Greenbelt 5.  While sitting inside Pepper Lunch, I watched people eat their orders. I know it’s bad to stare, but it was entertaining to watch them. So I watched and realized that almost everyone has the same pattern of eating their beef pepper rice. Or whatever they ordered.  Photo from http://blog.melissahie.com. 1. Standing. Check if there’s a line. If there is, line up. If none, go to the cashier and order. 2. Ordering. Order beef pepper rice. Think …

No, Your Mother-in-Law is not Evil

One night, while playing mahjong at Topher and Sam’s house in Katipunan, our friend Gots said the most enlightening statement ever — that mother-in-laws are not evil, they are simply not our mothers.  Queen Narissa from the Disney movie, Enchanted. Let me get this straight, I have no problems with my mother-in-law. We get along well. I feel that she genuinely cares for me.  There are just some days that, just like your own mother, our mother-in-law gets somewhat annoying. Mostly, they are annoying because they care too much. They buy you food that you don’t eat. Or they force you to eat food that you don’t eat. They tell you things that they already told you before. They tend to be so kulit. They treat people differently.  Simply put, they are like our own mothers, but at the same time, they are not. We tend to have more patience for our mothers, or maybe because we are way too familiar with them. I realized that MIL’s always mean well, too. As a new member of the …

Coffee, Me, and Our Love-Hate Relationship

My mama told me that I was breastfed until I was two years old. I don’t remember liking milk because I know that since I was a kid, I was drinking coffee. I remember my dad making me black coffee every morning before I went to school when I was in kindergarten. One summer while we were in Tarlac for our annual vacation, my Lola made us coffee with cream. My life was changed. I never wanted to drink black coffee ever again. And so I grew up and I still drank coffee. Until one day, my coworker Jimmy, made me drink the coffee he made — coffee with cream and PINEAPPLE JUICE. The next morning, I didn’t make it to work. I stayed home because my stomach was oh-so-painful. I went to the doctor and he said that I should stop drinking coffee for a while. As in STOP. I can’t. So after a week of pretending, I was back to my normal coffee schedule. I started noticing that my stomach hurts everytime I drink …