November 7, 2010
May 17, 2010
Planning pur vacation shouldnt be hard, i got my notepad, pen and the tour book of norway infront of me. But, as Miko is searching for attention he rips the pages apart, embracing the pen, has a satisfying look in his eyes which saus “thats how i make it done” and finds his place, closes his eyes and startside purrin away…
Being a cat is and willy always be about being The Center og Attention…
I guess planning a trip to Trysil, Besseggen and Flomsbanen has to wait….
October 17, 2009
I must say, getting my priorities right and my actions accordingly has been work and no play. But im getting there. The result will be sweet and personal. I am committed to my goals!
My mantra will soon be once again
“Less work, More play& I will, cuz I am & I will be! It’s simply, know, do and innovate.”
Together we build a home, and together we stand strong.
Home Sweet Home
August 16, 2009
OUR GUIDES, VANESSA & CJ
THE GUESTS, MARK, TITO JUN, TITA LULU, MAILO, KRISTINE, ANNA MAY & MAIDA
BEHIND THE CAMERA, TITA LELENG, TITO JEFF AND VANESSA & CJ
THE HEAT WON’T STOP US FROM POSING IN FRONT OF THE LENS, ANY QUEUE’S, ANY SUN BEAM, ANY HEAT WAVE. HA! THANK GOD FOR SHADES, WATER, COLD STEAM AND GOOD COMPANY.
WE ARE SOOOO REAADYYYY, DARKNESS HERE WE COME
DIDNT EXPECT THAT OUT OF MUMMY’S TOMB
THE MUMMY GUARDIAN, SHE HAS KILLER EYES, BEWARE!
HEAT, SWEAT, SCREAMS, LAUGHTER, CALORY BURN AND LOTS OF SHOTS. NICE TO SEE THE SUN GO DOWN. NOW, READY FOR MORE ACTION
ME POSING WITH THE LADIES
MY BROTHER, MARK POSING WITH THE LADIES
OFCOURSE, WE CANT RESIST YOU HELLO KITTY
SOME OF THE RIDES/SHOW WE TOOK:
MUMMY, JURASSIC PARK, SIMPSON, TERMINATOR, STUDIO RIDE, ANIMAL SHOW, MUSICAL SHOW, SHREK 4D,
August 15, 2009
MRS. IRENE F. MAGANA
LOLA AND HER CHILDREN
LOLA-TITA LELENG-TITO MAY-TITA LULU-TITA JOHANNES-TITO BUTCH AND DAD
LOLA AND THE FAMILY
Lola, is the name, or you can just say grandma.
A mother who stands strong thru any thunder and rain, living her life providing, hoping and praying.
As a parent she introduced music into the hearts of her children, and her grandchildren.
Music, dance and singing are the gift she brings to us. Still making sure the rythm is right, the tone is correct and the clothes that you wear is straight and tight, and ofcourse our belly contains soulfood for us to sleep safely at night.
Lola was once a girl, then a girlfriend.Met our Lolo, grandfather.
Music was part of their world. Lola on her piano and Lolo on his saxophone.
Music keeps us together, remeniscing those years behind us. Singing, dancing and laughing.
Lola is the melody of our past present and future. That keeps our life in tune and in harmony.
The one that keeps us together.
*Can’t wait til next year Lola…. -London here we come!!!!!!
June 8, 2009
My parents, i have to find some more pictures to illustrate the persons they were before they ended up as parents. I have to dig harder in to the archives. The need to invest on a camera is a must! Looking at these photographs of my parents makes me reflect on their lives and their choices. It’s so making me look further in maternity and parenting.
Being an 80’s child is being part of an era where the stilettos, the converse, the skinny jeans and the Madonnas’ fashionista’s was boiling up on the cover shoots. The Norwegian radio had A-ha, Bobbysocks, and some European Grand Prix tunes. I can remember my dad set up, he had a Pioneer fully equip cassette player, tuner, LP’s and speakers with a big headphone. I found it easy to just float in to the rhythm &melodies of the collection of piano classics, Bee-Gees, ABBA, Barbara Streisand, Elton John, Bread, ballads and guitar-playing 70’s inspired music.
June 3, 2009
When we least expect it…..
When we least expect it, life gives us challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A week is more than enough time for us to decide wheter or not to accept our destiny.
BY PAULO C.
When i start reminiscing about my past, the headline would be WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO…. yeah, i guess life moves on and challenges, options and trials have all been part of the person i have become today. What ever happened to the girl, with the straight black hair, and a view in life that is colorful as the Disney’s Alice in Wonderland and Care Bears? From my little pony, barbie and ballet shoes in her pink room, piano class, ballet class and voice lesson…. What ever happened to all that???? That would be over 20 years ago, and my daily life was filled with the perfume of Anais (who wouldnt remember that fragrance), cassette player, hair accessories in neon colors and and attetude that conquered any new MTV dance moves from the Living Colors. From then on, life became more exciting. New things and relations to explore once you meet the “adult/teenage world. My so called bubble i had my head in all my life suddenly got touched by shades of black and white and with alot of grey shades in it. Life isn’t that great when you feel like crap after a weekend of never ending cigarettes, some amount of drinks and wake up in your own reflection in the mirror with a look that says “my hair is still perfect, great! Later on, the girl talks, the mind games and the play-b-played schemes on guys…. that you share with your best of best friends. When all that came to an end, it was school, graduation, meet the real world of timing and performance. Thats when authors like Paulo Coelho, Haruki M., Dan Brown, Stephen Covey, books like Rich Dad Poor Dad becomes an active part of your life and kinda a compensation on the past-invested time on the dance floor.
Then love hits you, the perfect timing and setting. But in that moment, suddenly life isnt all about black and white and its grey shades. Colors from my childhood starts to emerge and with more flavour to it…..
Unexpected, its the perfect description of my life. My voyage from Norway, to the Philippines, to Ireland and all those vacations and times spent with family and friends.
Expect the unexpected