Sleepless but happy

Couldn't. Sleep.

Couldn’t. Sleep.

Something happened yesterday that had a direct effect on my sleeping habits…

Unexpected effect: Sleepless night.  Possible cause: Blogging.

Here’s why… You see, several hours after I posted my blog, my email started receiving notifications saying either someone has liked my post or someone started following me.  After the second or the third notification, I realized that people actually read what I wrote! Oh yey! — I no longer had to think that maybe I was just talking to myself or to the air (cyber air?!) the whole time… 

It felt good, really, knowing that someone’s interested enough… And so, I spent most part of the night peeking at either my email inbox or my WordPress notification to find out if there was another “like” or “follower.”  I was like a child on a Christmas morning.  Excited and expectant.

Then WordPress made me giddier by posting this: January 7 – Your best day for likes on “Supergoddess Me.”  Never mind if the number of likes isn’t even more than 20… Come to think of it, I’m not even sure if it’s more than 10… Yet, I’m still thankful.  So thankful I wanted to dance for joy the whole night.

My mind was so active, I started thinking of topics to write about, stories to share next.  It was already almost midnight and I was still so excited… and I was also so awake.

This is the effect blogging has on me… Though it’s also possible that the Mocha Ice Blended drink that I bought in the afternoon played a part…

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When it’s almost midnight and you couldn’t sleep, sometimes you turn to your television for support and companionship. You try to find either something worthwhile that will make you feel glad you stayed awake… or something utterly boring that will lull you to sleep.

Last night, I found Criminal Minds. Fortunately the episode wasn’t a rerun. Unfortunately, I couldn’t stop watching.

Criminal Minds

Hotchner. Morgan. *drool*

I remember mentioning in my blog years back how much I loved the show.  Between Hotchner and Morgan, gawd, what’s not to love?! I simply ADORE Shemar Moore (Derek Morgan).  Every time Criminal Minds is on air, I somehow get glued… regardless of how gory the episode may be.

So instead of falling asleep, I found myself at midnight wide awake, intently watching Criminal Minds, eventually getting creeped out… ended up praying that I won’t have bad dreams when I finally do fall asleep.

Not good.

But because of Derek Morgan, it wasn’t exactly that bad, either.

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Around six hours later…

It’s a brand new day.  I think I slept well, considering… and I woke up reenergized.  First thing I did when I woke up was to check my notification. Haha, talk about the need for affirmation.

Before I delve into my insecurities and start babbling, let me thank you for taking time yesterday — and today — to read what I had to say.  Thank you for “following” the site.  I hope I don’t disappoint. Maybe sometimes, I will — especially during the times when I am not exactly writing something deep or profound… (like now?!). But thank you just the same.

It feels good knowing that my words reach someone. Hopefully I get to entertain or inspire.  I hope you stick around. DO stick around.

Regardless of how old we get, there will always be that child in us waiting for that moment of thrill and pure joy.

Writing brings me pure joy.  I am happy when I get to put my thoughts into words. And I am happier when people appreciate those words.

It’s Christmas morning all over again.

SGM

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photo credits: wide-eyed smiley via iemoji ; Criminal Minds via google images

Two Loves in a Day

I was in LA for two weeks.

Of course I had to share a moment with my two great loves…

Love #1.

we were this close!

Love #2.

i just had to stop and take a photo

Two loves.  One Saturday.

Don’t you just love Los Angeles?

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photo courtesy: SGM’s wonderful GE digital camera

Los Angeles, California.  March 26, 2011.

An Afternoon in Huntington Botanical Gardens

On week one of my vacation, my cousin brought us to Pasadena, California. 

We walked around the Old Pasadena which I think was such a quaint and charming place.  I loved going inside the different shops and taking pictures almost everywhere.  We had lunch at this nice Thai restaurant which served really sumptuous food.

After touring the Old Town, we went to the Huntington Library.  My cousin, my son and I decided to explore the Botanical Gardens… and realized that one afternoon was not enough to enjoy its magnificent splendor. 

As we walked through the different areas of the vast garden (there was a Rose Garden, Japanese Garden, Chinese and more), I couldn’t help but be awed at the amazing sight. 

In the Desert garden, we saw different species of desert plants.  I never saw so many different cacti — of all shapes and sizes –in my whole life…  

Some cacti were much, much bigger…

Others were small…

Amazing, huh?!

Despite the long walk and the occasional chilly breeze, it is impossible not to admire the thousands of different plant species in the botanical garden.  Like I said earlier, one afternoon was insufficient.

Words are not enough to describe the beauty of the gardens.  Allow me then to share some more photos we took, this time from the Japanese garden.  One need not be a professional photographer to capture the beauty that was around us.

 

one fine day at a Japanese garden

And my personal favorite…

Simply magical, don’t you think?

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photo credits: Supergoddess Me’s GE digicam; 

Huntington Botanical Gardens (Huntington Library), Pasadena California. March 2011 🙂

Gone but NOT Forgotten

Last stop... San Francisco

I’m back!!

Yes, I was gone for three weeks.  Okay, make that four since upon checking I just realized that my last post was dated March 15. 

To those who are wondering where the heck I have been (thank you guys for missing me), well, I went on vacation.  A much needed one.  And I had super duper fun.  I had so much fun that not once did I check if my blog stats were moving at all.  (Well, I checked just now and found out that people were still visiting my site even though I wasn’t around. Yey!  Does my blog title make sense now?!)

I have lots to tell.  Really.  I spent some time with Mickey Mouse.  I saw Jack Sparrow.  Count Dracula tried to bite my neck (after saying my blood probably tastes sweet. Sleazy!!).  I watched a Dodgers vs Giants game live.  I chatted with my best friend/person til the wee hours of the morning (live, too!).  My family and I played in the snow.  I went inside five different Victoria’s Secret shops.. and managed to buy something from every shop.  Heaven on earth, indeed!

Lots and lots to tell.  Have to deal with the jetlag first, though. 

Heavy eyes, bloated everything,  terribly jetlagged… but with a very joyous heart. 

Life is good!

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photo via weheartit.com 

Extraordinary Day

happy birthday to me...

It’s just like any ordinary day.

You wake up at the same hour that you do everyday.  You walk the dog… have coffee… watch the sunrise.  Then you prepare your son’s things for school, wake him up, wait for him to get ready… bring him to school.

It’s the same old routine that you do day in and day out.  It seems like just any ordinary day.

But it’s not. 

It IS your special day.  It’s the day that you mark the anniversary of your birth.  And somehow you know that this day is anything but ordinary.

You look in the mirror and you try to find out if you have aged overnight.  Do you have more lines on your forehead?  Crow’s feet? Laugh lines?   Gray hair?  Worse, less hair?

You reflect about the year that was.  You try to think back and remember the good things that happened over the year.  Were you a good person? A good mother, partner, daughter, sister or friend?  Did you build new friendships?  Did you rekindle old ones?  Did you reach out to people you didn’t know… touch other people’s lives?  

Was the past year significant?

You look forward and think of the things you would still want to do… goals you want to achieve… dreams you want fulfilled.  You try to plan.  You dream some more.  You wish for things, and you think of ways to turn those wishes into reality.

You look forward and envision yourself making this new year relevant.  

AND then you think about today.  You take this time to regroup… to recharge.  You know that the past is over and done with and the future is still not within your grasp.  Today is yours.  Today is about YOU. 

You know that today is not like any ordinary day… because today marks the beginning of the rest of your life.

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photo via weheartit.com

And then there was… baseball

from dusk 'til dawn

It was another baseball weekend.

Two full days of tournament.  On Saturday my son’s team played two games, on Sunday they played three.  Since they kept playing, it also meant that they kept winning (losing two games means the team should start packing ‘coz they’re going home).  They could have reached and won the championship game if only the last two teams they played against were not that good.  But well, all the teams played to win.  Our team came in third.  Not bad for a new team.

To say that it was an exhausting weekend would be an understatement.   The long day, the heat, the waiting in between games truly sucked the energy out of me.  At some point during the day, I was already starting to imagine what my alternate self in my alternate universe would have been doing on that weekend.  Probably Christmas shopping.  Alternate SGM was joyously strolling at the airconditioned mall, shopping for Christmas gifts, looking so pristine while sipping her favorite iced mocha.   The real ME on the other hand, spent the two days under the sun and the heat and the occasional drizzle.  With sand and soil on my shoes and my pants.  I was the perfect poster girl for the Sahara desert. 

When we got back home Sunday evening, I was just so tired.  Dead tired. 

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happiness in a glove

Enough of the whining, though, because I know that despite the heat and the exhaustion, it was a good weekend for all of us baseball parents who were there to watch and cheer for our boys.  We had food, we had drinks.   And do you know of people who are very gifted at entertaining others?  Well, we had those, too.  Ergo, we had laughter. Lots and lots of laughter. 

It is really nice when parents get together for a certain goal. Ours was to extend whatever support our kids needed… not only to win the games, but for them to learn from the actual experience, as well.  So whether they win or lose, our prayer was that they take something valuable home with them. 

It is not always just about the skills that the child develops when he does sports.  It is also about the values that he learns.  The life lessons that he will bring with him as he gets older.  It is also about the memories that these children build individually and even as a team.

And to be part of those memory-building moments… isn’t that what parenting is about?

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next blog:  Parenting from the Other Side… (The kind of parent you wouldn’t want to be). Watch out for it.  I still have to collect my thoughts. As I said, I was dead tired over the weekend, I haven’t really recovered yet.

photo via weheartit.com