Throwback 2004: Cholo, Chico and Delamar
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I just started going through my past blog entries to see how much my writing has changed.
When I started blogging in 2001, blogs were fairly new and not everyone had Internet.
As Internet became more accessible, all sorts of trolls and unhappy people came out started to attack people that seemed to have a good life online. That changed the way I wrote and blogged, plus the many sponsors that saw bloggers as a marketing tool/partner.
Starting today I’ll be resurrection past blog entries from my Livejournal, sort of like the throwback on Instagram, beginning with this post on July 19, 2004.

Cholo, Chico and Delamar

I wish I were like Martha Stewart who could survive on two hours sleep per day, or even five or eight hours.
I’ve always needed like 10-12. Otherwise I’m like a zombie.

I’ve been having sleep problems since my son got sick.
A couple of nights ago I woke up shivering at two in the morning. I was filled with terror. I wanted to go check my son’s room, but I stopped myself. I asked Jeroen to hug me. He was sleeping of course, but he squeezed me tightly.
The following morning I found out my son vomited at two in the morning and the yayas and the maid had to change sheets and stuff.

The following evening, I kept vigil in his room. I couldn’t sleep. He vomited at 2:30 in the morning, then I cleaned him up and transferred him to our room so the yaya could rest.
He wanted to watch cartoons, so we did that up to 5:30 am and I was so sleepy. He fell asleep in my arms and it was so sweet. I love him.
When he woke up at 6:30, he was so sick, I jumped up and took him to the doctor by 8.
He almost got confined in the hospital, but a miracle saved him from the IV, and he is OK now.

Bruised Ben

Last night I couldn’t sleep again.
At 4:30 I opened my laptop and searched for something to read, and I found the funniest LJ of Cholo. I hope he won’t mind my mentioning it.
He is the funniest guy, and the thing is, I sort of know him.
I was introduced to him more than ten years ago, but never had a conversation with him.
I don’t know a thing about him, except that he had an ex-boyfriend that I knew.
He writes so well. I finished his LJ at 6:30 am, found out what his job is and the funny things he does.
I love his Malate escapades. I love reading about gay stuff. It’s a world I hear about and am part of, but never experienced really.
I have never been to BED. I doubt that I’ll ever go. I don’t even go to Gay Pride.
But I love gay men, they amuse me so. I can’t imagine a life without gay men, how boring would this place be.

Excerpt from Cholo’s blog:
Cholo is met by the Lady Colin
Lady Colin: Oh djaaaahling. I’m a bit occupied right now. Let me get back to you in a bit. I just have to brief the emceeeeees of the show…Chico and Delamar. (Colin points out the two emceeeeees.)
Cholo turns to look and sees a couple who really look like theyre going to Unimart.
Cholo: (thought voice) Who the hell are Chico and Delamar?
Cut to:
Sequence 4. EXT. onstage in the streets. way after midnight.
The Unimart couple start off a raffle sponsored by blah..blah..blah
Chico: And the first winner will win an assortment of products from balah..blah..blah…and a gift certificate from FAIRMART!
A thick gasp is heard in the crowd! To mention the name of a department store long banished by the gay community was unspeakable!
A parlorista in the crowd: FAIRMART!?..ay anu ba yun!?
A gay German in the crowd: Heavens!
Delamar was quick to check the cue card of Chico and rushes to correct the grave error.
Delamar: Oh sorry guys…hihihi…it’s a gift certificate pala from FIRMA!
Cholo: (thought voice) Who the hell are Chico and Delamar?

The heat is on!
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After surviving last month’s mosquito infestation, here comes the summer heat.

Manila weather

The hottest day in Manila usually begins on my birthday, April 30. I know because for so many years it’s been a concern of mine whenever I decide to throw a party. This year I made sure to have five aircons at my party—but more of that in a later post.
It was so hot on the afternoon of my birthday that I decided to do my annual fried eggsperiment on our deck.

Our deck

I took a small frying pan and cracked an egg over cooking oil at 1 PM and left it on the plastic table.

Cooking an egg under the sun in Manila

I went back to the air-conditioned room to chill and found the egg fully cooked an hour later at 2 PM—I kid you not!!
I should’ve seasoned it with salt and pepper, but the egg yolk was already overcooked.

Cooking an egg under the sun in Manila

I left it for one more hour before deciding to “scramble” it.

Cooking an egg under the sun in Manila

By this time the sun was no longer scorching and I was getting grossed out at the egg, so I asked the maid to take it away like Joe Quirino.
May 1st was especially brutal for me. I stayed home the whole day and felt our house turn into an oven. I felt the heat steaming from the plates as I washed them in the sink, which spewed out hot water as well.

Here’s how I plan to survive the rest of Manila summer:
1) Aside from drinking ice water the whole day, I had the aircon filter cleaned today.
2) Wash my legs in cold water before going to bed.
3) Sleep without pajama pants.
4) I also replenished my stockpile of Kool Fever gel pads to relieve me from heat-induced migraine. Can’t live without these and this is not a sponsored post 🙂

Kool Fever gel patch

Not sure if it was that hot today because I stepped out of the house to see my eye doctor at Greenbelt.
I’m just grateful for the trickles of rain God has been sending every once in a while. That’s better than nothing.
And how is the heat treating you?

Where to buy affordable baby clothes in Manila
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Buying clothes for baby girls is my frustration because I don’t have any.
So when it dawned upon me that our family nurse Wanda was pregnant (believe me her belly seemed to just popped out one evening) I asked her what sex her baby was—girl!

Nurse Wanda

Wanda comes to our house three times a week to give me coffee enema, and I look forward to this time to stop and feel like I’m doing my body a favour.
Since my lifestyle change this year of not drinking Coke everyday, walking more with Fitbit, and having regular coffee enema, I’ve lost five lbs. and maybe three inches around my waist in just a few weeks. (But more on coffee enema and Fitbit in a later post.)

One of Manila’s best-kept secrets for moms is a house in Bel-Air that sells factory overruns of baby clothes.
I wish I had known about it when I had babies, but my kids were already walking when I discovered this haven of cuteness. Basic baby whites cost about 90 pesos each, to give you an idea.

Baby clothes for Wanda

So I got a bunch of stuff, and I’m sorry I don’t remember the prices. I got cute onesies in pink

Baby clothes for Wanda

But if I had a baby girl she would probably wear not pink.

Baby clothes for Wanda

I got a bunch of burp cloths, bed liners and towels

Baby clothes for Wanda

and threw in cloth diapers with lots of baby mittens because babies lose them all the time (or the adults do)

Baby clothes for Wanda

This entire haul cost Php 4,000 for about 60 items. So that’s an average of Php 60 per item.
The Bel-Air house is where a lot of bazaar sellers get their goods for newborns to toddlers.
Look for Manang Vicky at 48 Zodiac Street, Bel-Air, Makati
Open from 8 AM-5 PM daily, including holidays.
For inquiries call 896.4802.
Oh, and bring an eco bag while you’re at it 🙂

Tried and tasted: Cookie Bar’s cookie shot glasses
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I’m not fond of queueing unless it’s absolutely necessary. That’s why I didn’t bother going to Dominique Ansel the last time I was in New York. But now I really want to go, after seeing his creations on Instagram, for example:

Vanilla ice cream waffle with Belgium waffle bits, lightly salted, and topped with maple-syrup espresso poured on top.
As the ice cream melts, little tapioca pearls are revealed and float in the melted ice cream espresso sauce
Dominique Ansel

Or Coco Mango Riz Au Lait: fresh ripe mango slices, mango pearls, and coconut rice pudding with microbasil
Dominique Ansel

But what really kills me are pictures of the Cookie Shots.

Dominique Ansel

Imagine a shot glass made of chocolate chip cookie and lined with chocolate, with milk poured inside

Dominique Ansel

This one I would line up for. But since a New York trip is still far away, I couldn’t help but order the local version, which is conveniently located in Kapitolyo, Pasig.

Cookie bar

The verdict? Not bad. It tastes exactly like it I imagined. I was not disappointed.

Cookie Bar's cookie shot

I had one for breakfast on the first day and another on the second day.
On the third day, however, I couldn’t finish it anymore. So I got over it, but the kids at home loved it and so did their cousins.
A box of eight costs Php 320. You can order online through this site.
If you don’t mind paying Php 100 for home delivery, I suggest you order online, because the actual kitchen/bakery is not very pretty. But if that doesn’t bother you or you can send someone to pick up your order, then go ahead to Kapitolyo.

Cookie Bar is at Unit-I, 84 East Capitol Drive, Kapitolyo, Pasig
To order or inquire, text (0917) 555-1228 or email
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