Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts

Sunday, January 26, 2014

let's give an A for her effort

Since English is not really our first language, we would already consider it a milestone for our preschooler daughter when she tries to converse to us in English. Every time she would hear or learn a new English word, phrase or sentence in school, she wouldn't miss sharing it to us when she gets home. I recalled there was one time when she explained what "empty" meant when she finished her milk and then showed us an "empty" glass. I can't remember exactly when it was that she first understood what empty meant, though. However, I found it kind of funny somehow when my husband shared to me her conversation with our daughter some time the other week. This was what happened. Our little girl told him that she peeped through the door in her classroom to see if her father was outside waiting for her when she's done with her class. She then asked him, "Papa, why were you empty?" and then concluded that perhaps he just went out for a while to buy lunch. Her father didn't laugh at her, though, because he knew what the little girl meant. A for empty, ER, effort. :-)

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

just a hot... hot dog!

[The paragraphs you will read below are from my mommy Diana's journal. Even though she has already joined our Creator, I still feel very much connected to her in many ways, especially because I kept her journals with me. I've always loved her funny and natural way of telling her experiences even though I know that sometimes there are emotional or sad stories behind them, just like this one.. Read on if you are curious. :-)]

I was inside a room in a hospital, I wasn't supposed to enter... of course, I can read numbers, have virtually memorized the room I was always visiting and sometimes doing some attendance ... the patient was a dear person in my heart.

Naturally, to go back in that room was instinct. I forgot that my patient has insinuated the other day that he will transfer to a very expensive suite 'coz staying there for almost a month was flagellation if he won't transfer. The attending nurse had announced earlier there was now a vacancy on that long coveted expensive ward. This ward is just like a hotel suite with all the trimmings and provisions for the patient.

But habit is always a habit, and I entered a room where a man was naked below his abdomen, feet suspended in the air.

One thing you must know my eyes were blaring 'coz I was crying before I went for a visit due to some misunderstandings. Words easily came to my memory bank, registered in my heart and got some tickets from my tear glands. I was really sobbing 'though how much I tried to hide or amuse myself so I won't be an onion skin when it comes to sarcastic remarks.

It was abrupt, my reaction to this suspended bare feet and the black hairs above it.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" I walked away after I got stunned. Some of the attendants there thought I was the wife!

When I went to the canteen to calm myself, I went near the person in-charge of cooking. He was in the middle of turning over a red hot dog to the other side.

"Hot dog, Ma'am!", he offered, and was stunned when I laughed and left to find another canteen.

:-)

Thursday, April 8, 2010

seriously hilarious

You may have noticed that I have been sharing home videos lately and have almost turned this blog into a video blog. :-) Forgive me for doing this again because I just can't help but share this next video to the world because this one is just seriously hilarious!

I took this video of my father-in-law singing. This is just one of the series of videos that I took during our karaoke sessions. Check out how the performance turned out with the in-laws around.



Now, this is why I love my in-laws! :-)

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

ending this month with a happy post

For some reason, I'd like to end this month with a happy post, although, this could rightfully make for a good April Fool's post.

Have any of you ever drank or tasted beer? To be honest with you, I have and I did. I remembered I was in fourth year high school then when I had my first taste of beer - it was a glass of pale pilsen and it was with my mom's permission. It tasted bitter at first but then I got used to the taste. :-) She believed that beer, if drank in moderation, has a health benefit - something to do with good blood circulation.

When I was already working, and for some reason, I learned to occasionally go out with friends on a weeknight and engage in long talks with them. We could chat all night with beer and some chips to go with it. Don't get me wrong, though, I wasn't and I am not alcoholic, although there was a point in my life that I overly drank and vomited because I thought I could handle it (it was a stronger kind of beer) but when it was time to leave and go home, I felt dizzy, that I had to go back to where I was seated. My friends then brought me to a restaurant which serves hot soup and they let me have a sip (it was called batchoy) so that I would feel better. In the morning, I had to deal with a hangover and swore that if I would ever drink beer again, I should not go beyond the one bottle limit. Also, it's hard to be putting on additional beer belly when you've already had a bulging stomach. :-)

When I think about it, I realized how foolish I was for not being able to say no when it's okay to refuse. Have any of you ever had the same experience as mine? I thought mine was a crazy experience but wait - I think it's crazier to drink from a german beer boot. I can only smile and think about what I could have turned out if this one existed back then. :-) My dear readers, if you should drink from a german beer boot, I'd like to remind you about 'moderation'. It's best to share the boot with your friends if you can't help it. As Thomas Jefferson puts it, "Beer, if drank with moderation, softens the temper, cheers the spirit, and promotes good health."

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

hubby's abs training program

Hubby signed up for a new abs training program just this month. Check out how this abs training program goes and see if this is something that could work for you as well. :-)



As for me, I tried it once but I have quitted from this program because my little Dipdip's weight was no joke. Let's just play something else, princess! Hehehe

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Got No Pain!

I'm saving this space again to make way for Mom's journal about me when I was 10 years old. If you have read my prequel to the writer and the pen post, then don't miss out on this one. This happened when I was in the fourth grade, I think. I guess I was a little hard headed during my younger years. :-)

Read on if you're curious about what I did which deserved this entry to my mom's journal of happy moments.

Got No Pain! 

My daughter, Joan, has something in common with her brods and sis. It was her way of handling physical pain in a detached manner.


One time, she was trying to play spinning top. I immediately told her to give back the top to her elder brother coz she has no right to play a game that befits the opposite sex.


She was 10 years old, this time. However much I rebuked her not to do such a thing, she positioned herself to spin the top and she did it clumsily that it landed not on the floor but on to her gums! Believe me, I really saw blood coming out from that offended gum before the spinned top fell on the floor.


I could not fathom why this girl turned around with her back now facing me and she jumped like she won a prized game. She shouted with pride, "Got no pain!"


But I turned her face towards me and I saw tears of pain falling from her eyes.


This time I laughed.



Here's the lesson learned -- Children, obey your parents!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

conversation with grandma


My brother McAldz has been working in Abu Dhabi for almost 3 years now. Even though he's got a job there, it's not a job which afforded him some luxury, which explains why he would hardly make overseas calls to us. On one special occasion, he thought of calling our grandmother to check on her. He thought it would be a beautiful conversation with grandma considering that it had been a long time since they caught up on each other. However, instead of getting a good greeting from the other end of the line, he didn't expect to hear an angry voice.

Grandma: Wa ko nalipay sa imong gibuhat!
(Translation: I am not happy with what you did!)
McAldz (puzzled): Ngano man 'la, unsa diay akong gibuhat?
(Translation: Lola, why, what did I do?)
Grandma: Nganong karon pa man ka kahuna huna ug tawag nako?
(Translation: Why have you thought of calling me only today?)

LOL. I really found it funny when brother relayed this to me because he really thought he did a really major offense! Well, come to think of it, our elders are sensitive when it comes to affection and they would really appreciate our thoughtfulness. So, I guess, brother really did a major offense. And the rest of her grandchildren who forgets to find time to call her are guilty as well. :-)

Friday, January 29, 2010

it's my sister's turn to get blogged

Meet my sister Jemjem. She's a call center agent. But did you know that when she was eight, she already had some potential? Little did we know she had the makings of a call center agent. Hehehe, what was I trying to say? LOL, just like my brother Jason, she's in mom's journal, too. Read on below what was written about her. :-)

Poster Memory

My 16 yr. old daughter's door has a poster that says "Everytime I finally get it all together, I forget where I put it!"

I do not know this line could be used by my 8 yr. old daughter [Jemjem]. She has memorized this since it is pasted in front of the door opposite our dining table. Everytime she eats, she gets the chance to read this and has committed it to memory without really trying.

Finally, she has used this line when her balikbayan cousin, a U.S. citizen, has asked her questions which she do not know how to answer fluently in English. When this 2-yr old girl asked her, "Where's my magic spring? I wanna use it!", etc.

Since she learnt only few English where she can readily answer without stammering, she just answered, "Everytime I finally get it all together, I forget where I put it!"

When all of us heard it, we laughed because we knew it's not from her original thoughts yet it rightly answered the query. :-)
                             - Lifted from Mommy Diana's Journal of Happy Moments

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

how silly can you get?

I'd like to share some of the silly things I did before. I thought I should write about this so they don't go deleted from my memory. :)

When I was seven years old
I had fever that day but I refused to stay at home. I went against my parents' decision to be absent from school. I don't know if you can call it "karma" or it may just not be my lucky day after all but I got myself soaked and wet from my hips all the way down. My skirt, underwear, shoes and socks were all wet! It's either someone (a silly classmate) pushed me swimming to a large fish pond at school or I must have slipped from where I was standing while I was fish watching with classmates. I had to go home to change. Thankfully, my fever went away. Obviously, I got a little spanking from mom after that.

When I was in college
When I was in my first year in college, I wore high-heeled shoes to go with my blouse and skirt uniform. There was a time when I didn't watch my steps. I slipped my foot while going downstairs. I was lucky, a classmate was able to hold my hand that prevented me from being the Jill who "came tumbling after". That didn't prevent my shoe from falling all the way down, though. Before I knew it, a guy picked my shoe and handed it back to me. I was an embarrassed Cinderella because I created a scene. I took a day's absent from school after that to give the students who witnessed my show some time to forget about me and the great slip. :)

When I was already working
While hurrying to get to the office and avoid getting late and getting a deduction from my payroll, I didn't notice myself going towards a wall that was made of clear (but hard)glass. I bumped my face and my forehead too hard that I literally saw "stars" in the process. I was in both pain and embarrassment. My forehead was swelling that I stayed inside the office the whole shift. I didn't take my break from sheer embarrassment. By the way, I came right on time!

My point is, I'm not perfect. In fact, I'm close to being perfectly silly! LOL

Good night, guys!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

that's my brother!

(Just a short but funny recollection of brother McAldz. This happened years ago but everytime I would remember about this, still puts the same smile on my face. :-))

Back then, our eldest brother didn't know much about Internet and stuff. The first time he was introduced to the Friendster network, he was very happy and sent SMS to everybody he knows with this message "Please add me - jules@yahoo.com, password 'bryant'". You have guessed it right, the next lesson we gave him was how to change his password. Hehehe

Friday, November 7, 2008

what suits you?

(I don't know if this one's funny but everytime I think about this little fiasco I made with my boss years ago, I can't help but laugh at it. I'm realizing now, my terrible hearing might have probably been the cause of this blunder.)

In my previous job, I had an opportunity to work for an Indian boss. He is intelligent and speaks good English, although sometimes I had trouble with his accent--no offense meant, it's just that I'm used to conversing with Filipino bosses who speak the language like it's spoken in our native tongue. I also learned that he can speak and understand a word or phrase of our Cebuano dialect. In one of our conversations, he had asked me to “schedule a meeting with the team tomorrow”. Since he will also be attending that meeting, I asked him what time of the day the said meeting should be scheduled. He answered “What suits you?” but it was not audible enough that I thought he said “Alas ocho”.The way we tell time is influenced by Spanish, alas ocho means 8:00--so I thought he meant 8:00 a.m. Acknowledging him, I said, “Ah, alas ocho” and wrote it down. He corrected me at once, telling me that he said he meant that I can decide on whatever time I choose. Oh my, blooper! I was greatly embarrassed but I tried not to show it, so I picked up and smiled, “Alas ocho would be fine”. :)

Talking About The New Normal

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