There is one fresh and frequently-occuring experience lately that I could share, though… its about wiping pees and picking poops… whaaaa… Gross!!! (for most) but now the normalcy of this routine these days are slowly sinking into my system.. Hmmm… maybe some are thinking that I have finally decided to do some caretaking jobs after my resignation in SPI… Not yet. Perhaps in the future but not now.
It’s funny how one day, I got home and found my dad holding a little puppy in his arms… This had a heavy grab on dads pride days ago.. He used to tell us during dinner that he is planning to take home a cute little puppy and always to my mom’s dismay… In my excitement, I always found a way to change the topic of our conversation everytime my mom was ready to argue… I am excited of the thought of a new dog arriving.. it didnt really matter to me whether it is going to be a bulldog, a Rot, or a little pekingese.. as long as it comes from an imported breed… My dad said it comes from a pinscher’s breed. Hehehehe… I did look… looked close.. Close enough to see that it looks very much like any ORDINARY dogs… brown, tight skinned.. Ordinary!!!.. All my excitement ended with a great "Waaaaww"… (i didn’t want to disappoint my dad).. It’s still a puppy, anyway…
Today, i am very much delighted with "Ching-ching", friend of "Chum-chum" (my other beautiful dog) everytime it greets me upon my arrival at home.. Now there are two of them competing for our attention… (actually 3.. "Bugoy" is being held by chains.. It can’t be left alone with chickens!!).. :)… Everything is so good except for a few……. which is that EVERYTIME I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING I’LL HAVE TO KNOW MY WAY TO WHERE THE RUGS ARE AND PERFORM MY ROUTINE OF WIPING THE LITTLE SCOUNDREL’S PEE AND PICKING THE NASTY NUGGETS — POOPS… :))
Well, I guess it’s God’s way of keeping us close to reality. We may be working in an International Company, or earning a big salary, or maybe the boss in the office… but at the end of the day, we still wipe our own asses after we defecate or pick our noses by our fingers… You may be doing otherwise but honestly, we all go back to these practices when in desperate times.
So friends, don’t let present abundance or prosperity get you dreaming and fantasizing… Let’s not allow success to bloat our heads. Remember and never Forget to keep feet on the ground. Once we do, God will simply add and never take back.
Beware of MSG, lest you forget!!!
Is it really true that MSG lets you forget things???..Quicktime(Q tv) encourages people to eat MSG. They said it's the fifth basic taste and it's called "Umami" or linamnam in tagalog. Oh the confusion it has caused me.hahaha
ReplyDeleteAbout the Poop and the Pee. It is poop that binds our friendship (i miss all our friends). A few drops of pee makes it stronger, Chemistry 101!
It's amazing how you were able to relate poops and pees to humility and keeping ground and a twist of MSG at the end. Good job!!!!!hahaha...But I believe you!!!!I hope daghan pa makabasa ani. Inspiring!
Michael Libby, the greatest blogger there is, wipes his own ass and picks his nose at the end of the day...As in, every end of the day???what a schedule!!!hahahahahaha...I'm a fan!
"About the Poop and the Pee. It is poop that binds our friendship (i miss all our friends). A few drops of pee makes it stronger, Chemistry 101!"
ReplyDeleteThere were a lot more in our friendship that I wouldn't bother mention. Ask Glo. She can tell a story about "Booger" in many ways! hahaha.. i'm crossing my fingers, hoping she wouldn't read this. If she finds out, she'll rub me between her thumb and index finger until I'm round before she presses me onto your cheeks, so I can be your LT "MOLE".
hahahahaha.....I was just wonderig, Is hohot's mole really a booger pressed onto his cheeks???hHh...PEACE, hot, if you're reading this.
ReplyDeletehahaha... could be! why don't you ask him should you cross paths with him again? :)
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