The Wedding of Bibiana and James

This picture taken soon after the marriage blessing
the funny thing is, this couple didn't know who is taking this picture
but their witnesses at the back knew :D

With the Bride's parents
[her dad is my uncle, the brother of my mom]

With their Witnesses, Mr Waky Taim and wife Mdm Esther Sompud
[Esther is my hubby's first cousin]

This is taken at the Bride's residence

Cutting cake in their traditional costume

This is a unique get-together for us. Actually, after my uncle got married he moved to Tambunan to be with his wife and furthermore, he worked at Tambunan District Office. And that was the last time we saw him. That was years ago!

So when Bibiana sent her invitation to us, we took this opportunity to attend the wedding and at the same time, to get to know our cousins! We never met them! So here they are:

[L-R : Adrian, Henry, James (groom), Bibiana, Connie, Cassandra, Uncle Frederik Jikisoi]
[Front : Aunty Cecilia and Erica]

And thanks to Facebook! Now we can update to each other.

*more pictures at my FB*


Donggongon Wet Market in Blaze

I was on my way sending my sister to the airport when I received a text message from my nephew read, "Pasar Dongz terbakar". I immediately called him for details but it seemed that he didn't have a clue coz he just received the message from a friend.

So, from the airport, I went straight to Donggongon to find out myself. And I found these:

After Servay Hypermarket, now this. What a waste. The caused of the blaze is yet to be known. We will find out soon in local newspapers. But what I've been told, this fire happened at 2am on Sunday @ 30.05.2010. The morning of Kaamatan Festival celebration.



Congratulations to my cousin
Ms. Bibiana and her fiance Mr James Liew
who is getting married tomorrow [29.05.2010] at
Holy Cross Toboh Tambunan

I'll be there to cherish the wonderful moment with her


Off for Holiday

6.30pm today, we will be flying to Dubai. After Dubai, we will be heading to London. We will visit Paris too.

Looking forward to this holiday. This time, I'll be going with my hubby. Until then, ciao!


Mother's Day

As soon as the Mass ended today, I took my family for breakfast. But all of us, couldn't decide where to go. In the end, I gave them three options:

1. Upperstar
2. Secret Recipe
3. Promenade Hotel

They chose Secret Recipe. But when we arrived there, it was way too early. They have not open for business yet. Then I called Promenade Hotel. The buffet breakfast was closing in half an hour time. There's no way we are turning back to Upperstar either. In the end, we went to Suria KK.

Since Suria KK has nothing much to offer, we moved on to Karamunsing Complex. I bought two sling bags. Hubby bought one too. These bags are for our next vacations. Then I remembered I have not taken my medicine yet. And it's after food medicine. So we went to have this at McDonald's.

But my sons prefer this:

On our way back home, we dropped by at Lido for takeaways. It was a bad decision coz we were stranded there for almost an hour. Heavy rain and strong wind.

Since we need to go back badly, we have no choice but to go through the heavy downpour. We were soaked just like our laundry at home :(

Besides the rain, we had fun actually. A very good quality time with my beloved family.

Happy Mother's Day!



The last time I saw Rev. Fr. Amandus was when he attended Holy Week Mass at Sacred Heart Church Inobong in April 2010. He came to Inobong last year's Holy Week too. Meaning, Inobong is very close to his heart.

Fr. Amandus was the one who interviewed us when we went to register our marriage, way back in 1990. He interviewed me again during the baptism of my eldest child. Thank you for everything dear Father.

May the Good Lord give you a good place beside Him in heaven. Amen.



Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately two thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later:

The violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw the money in the hat and whitout stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:

A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:

A 3 year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:

The musician played continuously. Only six people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:

He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was JOSHUA BELL, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before JOSHUA BELL sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a true story. JOSHUA BELL playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.

The question raised:

* In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?

* Do we stop to appreciate it?

* Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made,

How many other things are we missing?

# article above received from a friend through an e-mail.