Achieving Happiness

February 27, 2008


Filed under: Uncategorized — Ina Alleco @ 5:31 am


This is the first picture taken of me with my growing tummy. With me are my officemates, and we’re on our way to attend the February 15 rally in Ayala. This Friday, the 29th, we will again be going to Ayala for the Interfaith rally (only this time around I think I’ll go on my own ahead of everyone else because they’ll be taking the MRT and I don’t want to go though the entire experience of risking getting maimed and crushed by the late afternoon herd of stampeding commuters. I’ll probably take the bus – slower, more expensive, but at least it’s more comfortable).

What else can be said about the recent statement of the Catholic Bishops Conference of the Philippines (CBCP)? No call for resignation, just an appeal for heightened discernment.

That’s as spineless a call as anything I’ve heard. Jellyfish have more backbone, for crying out loud. It would’ve been better if the CBCP didn’t issue any statement at all; wala naman silang sinabing bago o nakakatulong. Why the heck did they gather for?! Waste of time and saliva, sheesh. My mom who’s sagrado catolico is actually (dare I use the phrase in relation to her who’s a colegiala) pissed off and fuming mad with disappointment. She’s been staying glued to the tv set monitoring the news and she says she feels like throwing up bile whenever she hears Bunye, Defensor, Atienza, Ermita and of course Macapagal-Arroyo spouting lies and denials. She was expecting more from the CBCP, but, well, she ended up disappointed.

Mom, I want to tell her, get used to disappointment when it comes to the CBCP.

Bishop Ted Bacani et al can only make excuses and pampalubag-loob appeals, practically apologizing for the statement their organization issued. Thanks, but no thanks, Fathers. Magra-rally na lang kami at tuloy lang ang panawagan para sa resignation at pagpapatalsik kay Gloria. Just honk if you feel like changing your minds about the wimpy stand you’ve taken.

Last Sunday I went grocery-shopping with Kim in The Block. After 10 minutes of going through and around the aisles I felt a sudden tightening in my chest and my belly, and I was certain that I was going to heave very soon. Imagine suddenly needing to throw up in the middle of a crowded supermarket!

I left Kim with the cart and practically ran (what passes for running with a pregnant woman) to the exit where the customer service counter was and, thankfully, where there was a bench where geriatric customers or mothers with wailing and unpacifiable babies sometimes take refuge.

I all but collapsed on the seat and tried to calm myself and my breathing without looking like I was need of a trip to the clinic. It was hard work, trying to look okay when I was everything but. I could feel my merienda which unfortunately included greasy onion rings struggling to come out. Gad, I should be a given a trophy for the effort I made keeping everything down!

After five more minutes Kim came back with the groceries and proceeded to massage my palms and press my fingers. It helped some, to ease the nausea, but the tide cannot be stopped. Up and out came my merienda, and thank goodness the cashier at the chocolate counter gave Kim a plastic bag (thank goodness again, it wasn’t transparent but an opaque yellow green) or else I would’ve made a spectacle of myself and grossed everyone out.

The next day, I was fine at nakasama pa sa rally. Pregnancy is strange.


  • olivia12.jpg This cute piglet here is named Olivia, and she was created by artist Ian Falconer. She is rendered in charcoal and gouache, a water-soluble paint with chalk in it, and right now she’s my favorite character. She’s funny and smart and very makulit, and she has very high ambitions for a little girl-pig (she’s five). She wants to be an opera singer, a painter, a football player, a musician in a band, a ballet dancer, and a judge in the US Supreme Court.

I discovered her a few months back while browsing through books in the Children’s section in Power Books, and I fell in love with her right away. Ordinarily I cannot afford to get any Olivia books, but a few weeks back I lucked out and found a almost new, hardbound copy of one of the books in the series in a branch of Booksale for P65.

And then a few weeks previously, in an ukay-ukay store in Pasay I saw and consequently bought an Olivia t-shirt for P55.

Gil Grissom of CSI says that pigs are smarter than dogs and they’re very sensitive. Gad, it’s horrible that I can’t stop eating pork. Now everything I eat pork dishes it’s like I’m eating Olivia, horrid horrid. I wish I had the strength and discipline to be vegetarian. Gaah.

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