Snake

It was a beautiful morning. I decided to get up at 6:00 AM. I ate a little breakfast (aka Leftover potatoes and eggs from Denny's the night before). While resting and psyching myself to not go back to bed, I watched John & Kate Plus 8 reruns.

Come 7:00 AM I went for a quick jog. I went several times around our village, appreciating the beauty of some of the neighbor's houses, and partly dreaming of how our house would look like had we owned it. Then I got reminded of how some part of me is still not happy that our landlord doesn't seem to have maintained the house we're renting in. There's so much to improve on. Wait, it's a beautiful morning, shake off the bad vibes and go back to appreciating the neighbor's flowers.

The sun was just beginning to be too bright around 7:30 AM so I went back to the house. It was a beautiful morning indeed. I decided to visit my baby plants first before going back in the house. My heart was still beating faster than normal by this time. I was happily walking to my backyard and what do I see? A DEAD SNAKE! What the f?! My knees shook. It took me a few seconds to realize it was a dead one. Whew.



When we got here in Guam, I attended an orientation for the military spouses newcomers and the representatives from USDA shared the truth about Guam and snakes. That it has been a huge problem before, but has been controlled. They said that for us military families who are here for only around 3 years, almost no one would probably see a snake.

I probably am too lucky then. Been here a year and already saw two snakes. First is the live snake trying to cross the hi-way (which later on became my first ever roadkill), and now this dead one.

I told my Mother in law about the dead snake and apparently here's what happened:

Our new neighbors from across the street are cleaning up their yard, they found two snakes. They killed both snakes and left it in front of their house for trash and debris pick up. Then the kids probably played with it and threw it to our yard! DARN YOU KID! Had I seen that happen, that kid would be reporting to his/her mother - in front of me. Grrr.

Doesn't matter if you live in a clean, peaceful, pretty little village; you still can't choose who your neighbors will be.

Boys' Night Out With a Twist: The MISIS

My husband got invited to go out and watch the Mocha Girls. He thought we could take the opportunity to do some event coverage too and post it on our photography business website, so I got invited too. Of course I wanted to go, I love practicing my photography especially on low lights. Very challenging.


An hour before we were about to go, I contemplated on what happened and I figured they might have wanted a boys night out and I could be ruining it for them. We called our friends up, it was too late, the wives have already been invited and are all set to tag along.


Looks like it's a Boys' Night Out turned Date Night. Haha!


We got there, and there was a fundraising dinner for a Senator at that moment. I guess we were too early, but it's all good, we got free food out of it. Then came the Mocha Girls and what can I say, they are pretty good performers. Dancing, entertaining, singing, hosting all at the same time. They surely know what they're doing. We noticed there are some lip-synced parts, but who the hell cares. Imagine singing two sets with all songs choreographed. That is not easy. Not at all.


They were pretty interactive, very very interactive. Too interactive at some points, if you know what I mean. Or maybe I'm just a girl.


Then came the Mocha Girls' break and the house band took over. Well, after watching them for a few minutes, I started to call them the Seriously Band (I didn't remember their actual name). We had to say "Seriously?" like a hundred times during their sets, please don't make me elaborate. Going back to the Mocha Girls...


Our friend was one of the lucky five who had a chance to experience a song and lap dance number from the girls. My husband was supposed to be one of them too, but he used the famous line "My Mrs. is right there!" after the Mocha Girl invited him, she had to say sorry to me. I was busy taking photos that time, had I heard that, I would have nominated my husband too! ;) The girls had our friend sit down with his hands chained behind. Another friend got to dance with one of the girls too. As for us women, for some mix up - lost in translation - moment, we got included in the "How Low Can You Go" dance contest, along with all the other guy audiences. It was probably the most confused moment of my life. I am pretty sure I am not supposed to be there. Please, delete it from my memory. Woosaaaaaah.

There's a reason my personality leaned towards photography, I love WATCHING the limelight. Never enjoyed being in it.

It was all in all a very fun and NEW experience for me. Thanks to our friends who invited us. It was an eventful Boys Night Out. ;)

Donate Your Hair!

I have been keeping my hair long for probably more than 7 years already. I've been wanting a new look but was not bold enough to make drastic decisions. So for the past months, while planning for the wedding, I was also planning to change my look after it. I heard about hair donations from TV (ahem, Jolina Magdangal) but didn't know where or how to donate. Then I googled about it and found LOCKS OF LOVE. I read through the page and I was very surprised it was that easy!

You just need to follow the instructions on how you should tie your hair first before cutting at least 10 inches off of it. Then mail it.

I had my hair cut in Manila and unfortunately, the hairdressers there weren't aware of such donations. I had to instruct them how to tie my hair and how to cut it. A girlscout that I am, I even bought a piece of paper to guide them as to how long they should cut it.

Going out of the salon, I felt really light, literally and figuratively. I was already imagining how many wigs they can do with my long, straight, black, silky hair. Hahaha! It takes getting used to this hair. My husband sometimes stares at me, he says I look exactly the same as in High School. Hahaha!

For those who are planning on changing their look, this would be the best way! And probably your best excuse! :)

For those who would like to donate, try to take care of your hair now. You don't want to donate unhealthy hair, do you? It feels really great to do something good, and for so little effort too. If only I can donate more often. I won't mind. :P