Gosh, it’s Saturday tomorrow two more days of relaxation then back to school. School days once again for my tot and me wandering back and forth from home to school and back. These could run on and on until the end of the school year then summer. That is, 4 months or less of waiting and I hope my prize to go home will come true. Money, money when will you come? One day my poorest dear, did I heard something? Yeah, I’m talking to myself.

Speaking about money, my hubby bought a keno scratch with $50,000 at stake if lucky, but I already accepted more holes of unlucky chances. I don’t even know how to play, just let me read economics or finance books, I could dare to explain but reading the guide to win is way complicated to read specially that I am not interested to legal gambling. Poor hubby, expecting luck in lottery or scratch, that if he ever wins he would never enjoy it without my knowledge of that spending. Thrifty is I am who would never splurge in stupid things.

We cannot deny that women will reach to the point of menopausal and there is no turning back. Every woman has different symptoms and effects to hormonal aging. What I’m scared about is the hormone change that makes me crazy grumpy menopausal granny and/or hormonal acne. Nooooooooo, the crazy grumpy effect is scary, while the acne is horrible in wrinkled prune like face, though hormonal acne treatments are there, but the thought of having all those wacky aging hormonal changes already drives me crazy. I am pretty sure that I’m not ready yet to get old and so bad that this month I get older. Even if not celebrating my birthday or forgetting March in the calendar will not change anything at all but face the truth of adulthood.

Spring break is almost over yet grocery deals are still on in hefty loads. Deals start today Friday, for our lunch we had pizza, chicken wings and 2 L coke. It’s too much for me and my son to consume at once, so it will be the same for our dinner as well. Wow, only $10 for 2 for 2 meals without hubby. What a deal? This is not our usual meal, just for today enjoying together with the sunny Toronto. My son is easy to please when it comes to food, he is not picky at all, and he eats vegetables except bitter gourd. It’s my hubby who is picky but not fussy. In short, he doesn’t know how to cook. I prepared the food, if he doesn’t like it. I will say something that makes him eat it. Ha ha ha ha.

No, no and no, please give me pimples than blackheads. I have fair skin so some blemishes are acceptable if occur and no way with the blackheads. The name itself is disgusting how much more to have one, two and worst. I have had discoloration in my face just a spot, I bet it’s blackhead but when I switch my moisturizer to aqua of Vichy it is gone, plus my pores get smaller and face is softer. If that was blackhead then I got rid of it in serendipity using my new love moisturizer.

I am getting older day by day and my hip is aching after playing with our tot. There is no class for the whole week so expect that I will be kidding around all day long. It’s time to put out toys that are stored, grrrrrrr our living area is like train station busy with Thomas and friends, Lego’s all over and lots of cars, messy with toys. I assemble most of his toys, standing, bending and crawling, gosh my aching hip and back. The sign of aging, where will we go but getting old, i-hemmmm, I’m not old yet but body aches seem saying I am. Reminding me that my D-day is coming, I am getting old indeed.

What most do in their birthdays is not always happening during my Day. Well, it’s been 10 years now that I don’t celebrate my birthday. It’s just that I am not with my family and friends anymore. May be if I’m in the Philippines right now, I will have one because my mother will definitely asking to have small celebration. I don’t know why? May be to remind her misery of labor pain to show me the world I love now. Thanks to my mother. Actually, I could not spare time and money for my birthday because I always think about my mother’s birthday that is 4 days after mine. She loves to party and celebrate so I often divert my birthday budget to her birthday. She never asked anything but for her Day?! She always says something implying about her birthday. I’m easy to get so she will have her birthday grand in our standards.

I am thankful to have a face that sometimes have brake out of one or two due mostly of dust and menstrual period. Sometimes I thought that I have acne due to the size of the pimples and felt relieve when it just go like the normal pimples though sometimes it leaves distracting spots. I am in my adult stage now, having adult acne is not an issue when hormones change as we grow older. It’s science, what can we do if it happens but treat them. As I am lucky to have clean face and I also felt bad to few of my acquaintance friends who really suffered acne blasts. For some, it is treatable and for others it’s like it is part of their existence due also to their hormones.

No school for our tot for the whole week and sunny days, what a great week for us to enjoy outdoors. I felt like I just woke up from a long sleep, I mean we were hibernating for the entire mild winter cold. For others, they may be enjoying the break in the country or across the sea. I wish! I wish it will happen to my family, too bad we don’t have the extra cash. For now we will be enjoying the sunny downtown of Toronto. Why not?! Tourists love it here, for us since we live in Toronto we enjoyed the place bit by bit and if given a chance we wanted to wander outside the city, well it happens sometimes.

I have mentioned it before that we don’t have much furniture at home. We need sofas for our living area that is now filled with our kid toys. I only have few friends and we always spend time together outdoors like picnics, so having living area furniture sets are not quite required yet for now and not even in a hurry. There was one elegant furniture set on sale last December but my hubby was not convinced to get one. Grrrrrr, I thought I will be sitting on my dream sofa. Money, money and money, that was it all about because my hubby doesn’t want to use the credit card. It was a good decision anyway, now we have nothing to worry about debts. In the flea market I saw lots of rustic furniture. I am not into antiques besides may be it will rumble into pieces when our 4 years old will jump on it. Gracious may, our rustic collection will be forever gone and worst my hubby will bugged me forever because the money will be gone as well. I better stick to new ones that could live with us longer.

I have been praying that winter will end soon and enjoy the rays of the spring and summer sun. Then now I’ve realized that at the end of the month my mother will celebrate her 60th young birthday. I am totally broke this month, I know that she will never demand and ask anything if I have nothing to spare. The problem is me who spoiled her like a teenager. It will also be my Day soon 4 days before her grand debut. See, I could not spare time or celebrate my own birthday because I give my entire share for her to enjoy. I don’t even remember I celebrate this day for myself to enjoy. I know I’m not fair to myself. I am just a martyr daughter. At the moment my heart is pumping so fast because her birthday is coming.

When was the last time you pop a smoke? Or, are you still figuring out how to break the smoke? I don’t smoke not even tried to puff one because I’m scared of “I don’t know really”. It’s just that women in my family are discourage to smoke for many reasons. Then, I came across to this young lady asked me to buy cigarette on her behalf. Appalled, I don’t even buy for myself why would I buy one for her. I said no and thought why she could not do it by herself. Stupid me, of course she must be under 18. But how about buying smoke at the e cigarette vendor? I mean, through the internet using their older friends to buy it for them. This could be possible.

In the mall killing the time while sitting on the bench drinking free coffee from McDo, I sat beside an elderly who also busy scratching her bingo card and hoping a wish would come true. I heard murmured may be because her $2 was drowning to the hole of dark unforgiving luck. Then, we started chatting from foods and kid to annoying bystanders. You may include us as we behave like them. Laughter’s seem no end and we don’t know each other, then I talked about how difficult is life with less money. We agreed. she happened to see my hand with my engagement and wedding rings on it. She said, you got these nice pieces “no wonder you are so worried about money”, and we laugh and laugh. Yes, the words are striking yet I never felt any rudeness but amazed. She’s right I could have money right now if I’m willing to sell or pawn my rings. But I don’t think it’s worth something I enjoyed than wearing them. So time has gone by and I need to pick up my tot from school. Bye bye ma’am, we didn’t even bother asking each other name. Ha ha ha ha.

Continuation of my rant, I mean, I just arrived from the job fair hold by our city. I was expecting better representations of the group of companies. It is unfortunate that for every job fair I attended especially held by the city government is always poorly represented by those companies who really give a job on salary basis. What I have seen today was the same old folks and organizations who hired for commissions and for education and training. These are back to school program from medical coding training courses to continuing education. Hey, it’s job fair! Meaning, we go there for a job not to go back to school. Sucks and terrible job fair.

I wasted my $6 bus fare to get to the job fair today hold by our city government. I totally acknowledge the effort of the government that gives more paths to the job seekers. I salute the services, though it poorly reaches our goals. As one of the job seekers, I sincerely need to work to help pay the family bills, I need a paying job not a commission basis blah blahs and definitely I am not interested to study again or go on training as there are handful of school booths promoting their services. I highly assumed that majority or may be all of the job seekers who were there are professionals. Means, we don’t need to waste time sitting in the classroom, I guess were done and we need jobs. To the city job fair organizers, stop pretending that you deliver services to the job seekers because you definitely deliver nothing today. That would be my last job fair attended except when it’s called by the private companies.

Who needs a photographer when you can pose and click the camera by yourself? Thanks to the amazing digital cameras. My first digital camera is now 4 years old same age as my son, still working its magic, and last Christmas one cannon is added to the shelf of our capturing memories. My hubby had a locked jaw when I showed him the price of the camera, though it was bought with good Boxing Day price. Well, he has reasons to get shocked since he’s paying for it, and it’s for the family!! What’s the gnashing all about honey?!

Yesterday, Toronto got its share of winter storm. Its school day and I could not stop my son of going to school fever. He loves school, so we’re gone walking under the terrible forces of snow storm and almost zero visibility. I felt pity to myself and worst pity to my son who walked like a duck due to slushy ice. Now the car thingy is a necessity than luxury for the sake of safety. I hate to think about future car and maintenance expenditures.