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Life is short, week 12 of 52
Status report: 3 full days of migraines, 2 tylenol and 1 ibuprofen for breakfast. Cooking my liver in not fun ways. 1. Catching up with a friend and getting into new habits for good. What I’ve realized a lot from my (not Filipino at all) American friends is that they do well enough alone. Checking in every so often is more than sufficient, and consistency is rare. But I digress. My friend has been through emotional upheaval one after the other, and I’m glad he’s (almost) out of the last one. He got me into an app called HabitShare, and is influencing me to do better for myself. I’ve clocked…
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Life is short, week 11 of 52
Status report: Maybe I’m giving myself migraines with my stupidity. 1. Tamales week. Lame but I cannot for the life of me find corn husks to make this at home. So every time my favorite Mexican place has them, I have to order. So it’s been 2 dozen tamales over (less than) a week. 2. Seeing friends succeed. Towards the end of the week, we passed by our friend Cherry’s new cafe. I remember her starting this business years ago from home. She was juggling a full time job, two kids, and two new businesses. She pivoted with the pandemic and have now built a brick and mortar store. She…
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Life is short, week 10 of 52
Status check: 3 days of insomnia versus 6, not bad. Tylenol is a godsend. 1. Going on a day out of silly things. Sister and mom and I went to just go out. Ran into a friend I haven’t seen in like 6 years and his mom, who I also adore. It was such a comforting thing to know they’re almost exactly the same. I got a hug too which is a great plus in this weird situation. 2. Great conversations. The past week has been, to put it lightly, an enlightening experience into human interaction. In very good and also horrible ways. There are still some good humans out…
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Life is short, week 9 of 52
Status check: Ibuprofen no longer works alone. Tylenol or a diphenhydramine add is needed. Or maybe I just need to actually fall asleep for more than 3 hours a day. Last week’s moments: 1. Going down the rabbit hole. I am in a sociological experiment that is bound to produce horrific results. It’s going to be great. Dignity, and prodding the worst instincts of semi anonymous culture, here we go. 2. We show up. When friends experience loss, especially life, we show up. That’s it. I hate that it’s happened again so soon, but we show up. No matter what. And I would hug my friends for as long as…
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Life is short, week 8 of 52
Status check: Less migraines, but also less sleep. Some moments of note: 1. My (second to the) last batch of posole. I haven’t cooked in a minute, and my 32 oz can of hominy really was taking up space in the pantry. Voila, posole for 8. 2. Back to foccacia. Having had sad, dry foccacia, I had to make my own. Spent two days eating the block I had. 3. Belly laughs with friends. Got to have time with two friends, who are constantly needing to show up for their broods. Comedic failures and showing them around, the shot of social I needed. Song of the week: Coming Home by…
