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this poem reminds me of someone that i used to love (sounds familiar) well, that's life... Friday not my favorite day but my most awaited day of the week, because it's the last working day and tomorrow i can wake up late and can take a long long bath.

 of course, there are lots of home works, doing the laundry, going to market, cook, and clean the house.  Nevertheless, i still love Saturday.

On week end Nicole my grand daughter and I can have our bonding time.  Our bonding time consist of eating in one of her favorite fast food chain (McDo or Jollibee) shopping for a new shoes or dress or buying things she needs for her school project.  Nicole is growing up so fast, she is taller that most of her playmates, how time really flies.

There are a lot of house projects i need to do, i have to buy water filter, and have a "dirty kitchen" constructed at the back of the house.  I do'nt know people who can do the job...but i will look and ask around I just have to, it's needed and is immediate.

 i don't have something special to cook, i don't have the time with all the work lined up... i just concoct something easy but delicious meal... something like "adobo" or ginataang gulay with dried fish or crab or shrimps whichever is available in the market.   God bless everyone!!!
          

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