Let's put it this way, I have a big responsibility at work. I'm very professional, highly motivated hard-worker, and I possess skills that's unique and out of this world! In short, I'm the Diva in the office!
The most important story I will ever tell is the story I tell to myself about myself. This story creates my reality and moves my life towards my passion and purpose.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Me at Work (Really? Really!)
Let's put it this way, I have a big responsibility at work. I'm very professional, highly motivated hard-worker, and I possess skills that's unique and out of this world! In short, I'm the Diva in the office!
Friday, March 27, 2009
My R&R Weekend at the Zermatt Resort in Midway, Utah
I didn't know that I could be incognito for real to my co-workers at Zermatt just by showing up with no make up, with wavy hair and headband, and in my athletic gear! Not sure if they were still impressed with my low maintenance look during my weekend retreat (I usually look like a diva on a good day at work at Zermatt!!), but this is how I look then! This is gutsy of me to post these photos but I wasn't that bad without make up.
This was at the driveway going the hotel and conference center building at Zermatt Resort!
To give you a good summary of our R&R experience (facial, massage, body scrub, swimming, hot tub, steam room, relaxation room, fitness center, everything is included in your spa treatment!) at our Best of State's Zermatt Resort's European Day Spa, I picked our video in Youtube for you to see how you can enjoy your own R&R at this beautiful place!When I can't make it right... (in my bike!)
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Relaxing at Zermatt Resort
Family Activities at Zermatt Resort
Zermatt Resort in Midway, Utah
So, I am revealing half of my identity here (my professional life, yikes!) and I can't believe my gut that I waited for more than a year to do this. I wanted the world to know about my thoughts, so why not share my "other beautiful world" at the Zermatt Resort in Midway, Utah.
I posted here some photos of my family when they visited the Zermatt Resort back in the summer in 2008. I thought of posting my personal photos here rather than copying what's already in our website. And why not use real people and guests such as my Mom, Dad, my husband and brother as models?
This is the front of the Hotel Der Baer. A friendly, accordion-playing bronze bear statue will welcome you!
I always mention our big blue skies here in Utah, and here's a proof! This is not in Switzerland, but it definitely looks like and feel like you are in Switzerland!
I thought I would post several blogs about Zermatt tonight, so you'll see more above this with more posts and photos of my family bonding at Zermatt Resort!! How fun! (Now, I'm missing my family, and wishing it is summer soon! It's still snowing up here...)
Friday, March 13, 2009
25 Random Things (About Me?)
1. I could live with just bread and cheese and peanut butter. I eat only 100% wheat.
2. I don't care about chocolates and roses and diamonds. If you want to please me, give me banana-que and halo-halo!
3. I'm not impressed with expensive brands at all, like Louis V, Chanel, Coach, etc. But I have a few knock-off LV in my collection!!
4. I shop clearance items only. I can make myself look like a million bucks at a $40 ensemble.
5. I'm all about the hair and the shoes (and accessories!)
6. I'm a makeup freak and an anti-aging maniac.
7. When I'm 40, I plan to do all the lifting and tightening in my face/body if necessary!
8. I don't cook fish in the house. But I order it a lot in restaurants.
9. My fantasy right now is to be dancing a sexy salsa in Dancing with The Stars, be glammed-up and spray-tanned and wear a skimpy outfit full of bling-blings, and move my hips like a mad tornado.
10. I'm basically blind since college. I wear dark blue or dark green contact lenses. And thick glasses at night.
11. I don't eat balut, bagoong, tuyo, tokwa't baboy, pinakbet, okra, talong, ampalaya! But I love sisig, bopis, spicy greasy peanuts, and sampalok!
12. I wear high heels all the time. Flat shoes make my legs and back hurt a lot.
13. I color black on my black hair! I cut my own bangs, and when I cut them too short, I really look dumb.
14. I love cayenne pepper. I put it on everything. Soup, stew, fried anything, and even on my orange juice and lemonade!
15. I love rootbeer float!
16. If I will allow myself to eat some bad food, it's got to be McDonalds!
17. I'm so dependent on my blackberry. I can't live without it!
18. I love my PC (red Dell XPS M1530)! It can make me busy when I get bored.
19. I never lie about my age. I'm turning 34 next month.
20. I love anything western and country!
21. Big cities doesn't really excite me. I love my simple, small town/countryside lifestyle in Utah. I will never trade my life here for anything else.
22. I floss everyday! My dentist said I just saved myself $5K for taking care of my teeth.
23. I don't like burning candles in my house.
24. Caesar Salad is my favorite salad.
25. I painted the interior of our house, and all the rooms and bathrooms!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
My Blah Moment of the Day - The Bachelor
I admit, I have a love and hate relationship with this show for many seasons now. Literally, I hate it and I love it! I don't care what people say about this show (my husband absolutely hates it!) if this is scripted or not, or that it's not real, or the producers are not sensitive of the feelings (especially) of the women in this show. Really, I do not care! What makes me like this show is to watch beautiful, smart, young and independent women (who doesn't really need a man in their lives) join this show (25 fools of them!!) to fall in love with the same handsome pathetic loser looking for "true love" and then propose to the last girl to become his "wife" on TV!
You must have already heard this heartbreaking news that Jason (the "bastard," I mean the Bachelor) dumped his fiance (Melissa) on national TV an hour after he proposed to her to kiss and make up with the girl he first dumped (Molly). And this dumb blonde took him back instead of .... This was my BLAH moment because I was screaming like a maniac all night in my disbelief of this shocking twist and actually got sick to my stomach (or should I say the truth, I want kick Jason's ass!)... I can't believe how entertained and involved I was! I was updating my status in Facebook every freaking 10 minutes! I remember, the last moment I was crazy like this on TV was the election night back in November!
Long story short, if I was single and "hot" and desperate... I will never drag my self coming out to this show to find a husband. Just simply seeing my "future" husband kiss and make out (in the hot tub, tent, etc.... allow your fantasy to go on...) and do it all first with 24 other women before he proposes to me... is the reason he is the wrong man for me, or for any other girl.
Just for the fun of it, here's a YouTube video of "The Bastard"... when he was interviewed by Jimmy Kimmel in his show. You want my honest opinion? This guy will remain a cursed bachelor-loser forever.
My real fantasy now is to have a very different version of The Bachelor reality show, which will be a hit all over the world. How about doing "The Gay Bachelor" where the contestants were 25 gay men and drag queens? It will be a riot... as that will be the end of the world.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
My Oscar Bets! (and their birthdays!)

Angelina Jolie (born on June 4, 1975)
Kate Winslet (born October 5, 1975)

Penélope Cruz (born April 28, 1974)

Czarina Aileen Palomares (born April 19, 1975)
a.k.a. Czarina Trinidad
Thursday, February 19, 2009
My Proposal Story
I watched Oprah's (I record it everyday) Feb. 13 episode and it was about wedding proposals. My (lost) memory turned back the time when my husband asked me to marry him. I was in the Philippines back then when he proposed to me on my birthday in 2001... over the phone! It was nothing romantic like in the movies but in a heartbeat I said "Yes! Why not, poknat!" I thought I wasn't serious that time so after a week, I told him, "can I think about it?" Then, I would say, yes, then, no, then, maybe, then, not sure, then, i don't know... I was confused and this went on for a month or so! I didn't bother telling my parents or even my friends... But I prayed to God to give me a sign if this is right!!
Until I watched the movie "The Wedding Singer" with my friends in Glorietta... Let me share with you this most beautiful song and video that made me shake in tears and finally realized that he's the one I want to grow old with and share the rest of my life with...
Long story short, after seven or eight Valentines and blissful married years, he still makes me smile every morning.... and most importantly, I still hold the remote control!
Bonus video!! I found a Tagalog Version of this song!!
Monday, February 2, 2009
My BLAH Moment of the Day - Stretching the Rock Star
First, he stretched every muscle and fat combo in me on the floor like I was Barbie being twisted like a witch's voodoo doll! Then he kneeled down and lifted my one leg up high and locked down the other leg with his knee like we were in some kind of kama sutra position. He then asked me to lift up my butt while he was holding both my feet up, then he wrapped my legs down over my head... I didn't know how he did it but I felt like I was turned to a human spring roll in a second! It was a very unpleasant sight for sure (seeing my meaty bootylicious right on top of my face)!!
I finally had lost my shame at that very degrading moment. The only thing I remembered after that life changing drill was Pink's song in my head... "So what? I'm still a rock star! I got my rock moves, and I don't need you!" (Whatever that meant to my lost shame.... )
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Fabulous Pinay on Booty Camp
My "Before" information was a requirement in this competition. So, I weighed-in last Friday with my personal trainer. My "Before" strategy was to be as fat as I can on my first weigh-in. So I ate a big platter of pasta, cinnamon coffee cake, and my peanut butter passion ice cream (for one last time the night before), and I had peanut butter toasts and coffee for breakfast and I drank lots of water before I weighed in at 10AM.
I was very conscious of my body during this weigh-in process especially when it's another male measuring my fabulous body. So, he measured my neck and arms, and when he got to my chest part (ahem!), he quite noticed I was heavily padded. He gently asked me if I could measure myself without the "pads!" I said, "Excuse me? Did you mean to say that I need to measure myself without my bra?" He nodded and smiled. OK. I thought I could cheat that way but I didn't want to argue so I did what he asked me to do. When he got down to measure my belly-button belly, I was holding my breath, like I was sucking in my belly! He looked at me again. I kind of guessed and asked... "Now what? You want to measure my expanded-tummy version? There you go! So are you happy now?" I released my tummy as he started laughing, "You are sooo funny!" Whatever.
So, now we go to the tricky part. He pinched me with this thing that's supposed to tell you how much fat you have in your body. He pinched my arm and my belly and he happily announced, "You have 26.4% body fat!" Like it was a miraculous revelation to me that day! I said, "What does that even mean to me? Like in every inch of meat in my body, I have about a quarter inch of fat?" He laughed again and I said in a serious tone, "What's so funny about that?"
I realized after that that I owe my self and my body some appreciation and motivation to win this contest so I signed up with him to train me for a few weeks.
To pump myself up next time I see him on our first training session, I created my own playlist in my Ipod and these are the Top 2 music in my list that I wish to play if I ever have to do some cardio. I called this playlist "My Girl Power Trip!" I got these videos on YouTube and they are not your typical girlie-girl music! Presenting to you Katy Perry and Pink! (The're both crazy like me!)
And by the way, I had the honor of naming our Biggest Loser team of five voluptuous women and it's called the "Bootylicious Team!" Later on I found out that the meaning of "Bootylicious" is "sexually attractive especially in the buttocks!" Huh?? They all loved it so I guess we're sticking to it, although I don't think there's anything bootylicious in me than my new punk attitude towards this Biggest Loser competition!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Salmonella Who?
That was my first response to my husband when he told me about Salmonella last night.
First, I thought Salmonella was some new R&B or country singer. Then I thought, it was an Italian Pasta and Seafood dish. Or so I thought I was blonde....
"Bad news for you, honey, but there's a nationwide Salmonella Peanut Butter Recall! It's all over the news!" he said.
"No way!!! You're joking, right?" I cried out of disbelief.
This is what happens when I don't watch the news anymore! Before I face this upcoming torture, I researched this today and yes, there is a bloody peanut butter recall all over America right now. I'm not going to explain this much in details because there is such a thing now as the Internet and you can research about it yourself.
But, please! This is causing me such a big deal of pain in my booty! Giving up my peanut butter is like giving up my stilettos and high heels! This is just impossible.
So today, I went through my snack drawer at work, and my pantry at home and believe it or not, these are my favorite things that I have a lifetime supply of... everything with Peanut Butter flavor, also known to me as "better than chocolate!"
But wait! Here's the part that made me feel like it's the saddest moment of my life... that is giving up my Peanut Butter Passion Ice Cream... (God, why? What have I done to deserve this?)
So, as my hubby cuddles me for emotional support, he said, "Honey, I still love you even if you have Salmonella." I asked him, "How will I know if I have symptoms of Salmonella?"
He smiled and said, "Your eyelids will turn green!"
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Fabulous Pinay Clone Has A Video Blog?
Friday, January 16, 2009
My First Fabulous Pinay Video Blog!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
My Blah Moment of the Day - Cleavage
So this morning, I was sitting at my cube when a male co-worker has asked me where he could leave the boxes of office supplies. I pointed out nicely to him which way it was supposed to go when I caught him looking at my… cleavage!! (I was wearing a tight jacket with a plunging neckline inner shirt, so I unbuttoned the chest part so I could breath!). He said “Thanks” and walked away smiling! I thought to my self…. That was so lame of me! Why did I just let him walk away without being embarrassed?
A minute later, I thought this is what I should’ve done. I should’ve stood up in his face, unbuttoned my jacket all the way, and confronted him, “Hey, you! Why are you looking at my girls? Huh? You think they’re fake? Uh-uh! It’s the new Victoria Secret’s Miracle Bra, honey! Go tell your momma, your sisters and girlfriends they’re having their annual sale right now. And get one for yourself, too. They’ve got one for your man-boobs! Then you come back here and we’ll compare our cleavage! How’s that for a deal?”
I remember my husband keeps asking me many times on what will I do if some random guy just grabbed my @ss or my b@@bs! I told him, “Ay naku, mahal, nakikita mo baga areng mga pata kong are, ha? Ay isang matinding tadyak laang nare at mababasag na ang lahat ng mababasag sa kaya!!” The gentlest way to say that in English, but not the literal meaning of what I just said, is “Honey, I will just kick his crotch so hard until his b@lls would come out of his nose!”
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
The Story of My Heart at the Body Worlds Exhibit

Or my mind-blowing experience at the "Body Worlds 3 and The Story of the Heart" Exhibit in Salt Lake City on their last day on January 11th?
I have attached here this video clip that I found in YouTube so you could understand what it is and why this is such an unforgettable experience for me and my husband. And why you should go to this exhibit if it happens to be in your area (it's a travelling show!).
In my lifetime, I've been to a number of art and historical museums, from paintings and photographs, to sculptures in different cultural level, but they were all man-made type of exhibit. I've also been to exhibits of preserved wild animals and dinosaur relics. But there is nothing like the Body Worlds. It was an exhibition of authentic plastinated human bodies. Human bodies like what you and I have that were created only by God, in HIS image.
I was so excited to come to this particular Body Worlds Exhibit because it focused on the Human Heart, thus the title is called the "Body Worlds 3 and The Story Of The Heart." If you care to know, I'm a registered Heart Donor (as stated in my Utah ID). Meaning, if God decided to take my life away, I want to give away my fabulous heart to donate to someone needing a heart transplant. So, I came to know what human hearts really look like. They have a lot. Different kinds and sizes... They were pretty interesting and...
Gross! In our first 5 minutes inside this exhibit, somebody passed out, like literally fell on the floor! This exhibit was pretty intense so if you have a thin stomach and sensitive to these kinds of visuals (dead bodies, brains, nerves, internal organs, skeletons, and such) then you should just stay home and watch "The Bachelor" reality show and just figure out why smart and beautiful women can do stupid things on TV, like find true love. When my husband saw this lady collapsing in the middle of the room, he quickly grabbed me to make sure that I was fine, err, no... to make sure that I'm there if he passed out next! Luckily, we were both brave enough to finish the exhibit and made it through two hours of grueling educational tour of our human anatomy with the help of dead human bodies turned to "human beef jerky." (Now that I just mentioned it, I am not eating beef jerky anymore!)
What really touched my heart in this exhibit are the parts where they showed the developmental stages of an embryo until it was a 30 week-old fetus, the difference between a non-smoker's lungs, and a smoker's lungs (Shocking difference!! The smoker's lungs were black!!), and the story of a heart-donor recipient who lived for 5 more years, the story of a broken heart and its physiological effects to the human body, and the functions of the heart and its diseases and cures, etc.
It also states there that a person with a happy heart has a healthy heart and will/can live longer, more meaningful lives. Therefore I conclude, my fabulous heart is a happy and healthy heart, and my charming husband is absolutely taking good care of it.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
A Positive and Promising 2009 for the Fabulous Pinay
As I draft my New Year's resolution for 2009, I wanted to look back in 2008 to see where I've gone terribly wrong, and how I can avoid it. I recognized that I was easily distracted by negative people, and I have dwelled myself in some negative statements, and I have entertained depression at some point. I have tattooed my forehead that it will NOT be the case for me in 2009.
My 2009 resolution is simply to change my attitude and outlook in life for the better: To be, to live, to think, to speak, to breath, to want and to attract positive! It will start from nurturing and believing the positive power within me, and it will grow and shine out of me so I can experience life and love to the fullest, and chase my dreams with more passion better than ever before.
To put it in layman's terms, I will pray harder, work harder, and play harder. I will love deeper and laugh even louder like no one cares! I will sing and dance more like there's no tomorrow! I will want more, give more and receive more. I will write dramatically happier thoughts and deliriously crazier encounters in my blogs that will consciously confuse, disturb, disrupt and affect my readers in a positive way!! I will be crisp-er, mean-er and fun-er, and will be quicker and faster than ever... like a white and pink glitter-stripped zebra racing with horses, with flames bursting out of her hot butt. Yup, that will be me.
Monday, January 5, 2009
My Blah Moment of the Day - Airport Security
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Detrimental Blogger (That was me a year ago!)
Before I officially start blogging for 2009, I want to share with everyone one of my favorite posts (and I think my best post) in 2008.
Detrimental Blogger
February 15th, 2008
About two weeks ago, I started blogging here in Friendster and I honestly did not know what I was doing. I had mixed awful feelings about it. I was very nervous of what I say about me and my past experiences. I was curious about what my closest friends and family would think of me. Should I keep going and remain passionate in my blogging, or should I just have to find something better to do like teach my dogs to sing ABC? What if my parents would come across this and find out that I used to drink Red Horse using a straw? Will my father be mad at me and disown me forever, or maybe he’ll buy me a round of drink with spicy sisig on the side? What if people think that I’m exposing too much of myself in the cyber world and that they hate my guts? What if I’m just wasting people’s time as they read my non-sense posts? So many questions and confusions have terrified me that I did not sleep and did not take a shower for a week. I asked myself, “What is this stupid thing that I’ve done?” To calm my self down and before I shave my head, I thought I better research more on blogging to make sure that I’m not putting my stinky foot in my mouth here in front of my beloved family and friends. I went online and I found some helpful tips, guidelines, and interesting rules that I’m tempted to break.
I could potentially become a professional writer after college if I only pursued it. So if I became a journalist, I will write something like this: “Utah is magnificent this winter.” But as an amateur blogger, I can write something like this: “This winter is killing me. Shoveling snow in our driveway almost every night is driving me crazy. This has been the worst winter for me in the past 6 years that I lived here in Utah. But what I love about it is when I wake up in the morning to a bright blue sky, a shimmering blanket of snow covering our deck, the smell of crisp clean air, and the perfect view of the beautiful Wasatch Mountain in the backdrop… where else in the world would I want to be and see something so spectacular!”
In the blog writing article, it was emphasized that I should feel free to say what I want to say and give my honest opinions. That’s really not my cup of tea. It only confused me as there were no clear warnings on honesty. Should I be writing what’s really going on in my head? That’s very dangerous. So if I was a fashion critic, I will write: “She wears a seductively low plunging neckline.” But in my blog, I can write: “I can’t believe I’ve ever seen such long boobs in my life!” If I will write an editorial, I’d say: “There are more effeminate men out there in the work force.” But in my blog, I can write: “Hold your horses, ladies and gentlemen, give way to these closet drag queens taking over!” At work, if I’m emailing a client, I will write: “Please keep us in mind for your next meeting. I hope you’ll consider bringing your conference to our resort in the future.” In my blog, I can write: “Are you insane? You must be kidding me. You’re a pain in the butt!” And if I was consoling a friend, I will write to her: “You don’t deserve all these loneliness and pain that you are going through with this man. How long do you have to be in this misery?” In my blog, I can write: “Quit being a pathetic loser! You can shoot yourself or kick his balls and leave the devil in hell!” You see, honesty in blogging is just ridiculous and it won’t work for me.
But what really caught my attention in my research is that I need to be funny and should amuse my readers, and that I should not take myself too seriously. Well, that’s even tougher… I’m going to have a hard time on this one. I now realized that blogging is not for me after all. I’m too boring with nothing much going on and nothing fun to say. Well, I guess it’s time for me to move on and change careers… I decided I’ll just become a “misfortune teller.” Anybody out there who wants to know their next bad luck?