We’ve been very busy homefront as there are lots of changes going on in the family. Things are being shifted around to make room for new additions of items as well as possibly, people. The house is pretty messy at the moment and aesthetically, it has been suffering. But as long as there are no mess, I am fine with the arrangements.

This wasn’t thinkable years ago. The space in my home was considered sacred and I would never allow my husband to invite anyone to stay in. Not even family members. You can call me selfish then but it was very difficult for me to accommodate anyone. However, my perspectives have taken a 360 degree shift these days. I no longer have issues with sharing my space at home, as long as it is kept to family members.

Anyway, my husband was slightly upset over my last entry because he felt that my readers would think I’m having problems with him and he kept bugging me to clear his name. Haha! So in case anyone thought I was talking specifically about my husband – HEY NO. But, I do practice what I preach! Heheh.

A flirt I knew once a upon a time shared with me how his then girlfriend viewed of his flings. Apparently, he had asked her what she would do if she were to see him behaving intimately with another woman. And her reply was that, she would walk away because she was just his girlfriend and not his wife. So he probed her to find out what she would do if she became his wife. “I will walk up to the two of you and tell the woman you’re holding that I’m your wife!”

So does being in a marriage allow you to state your rights and make demands on your spouse? Definitely yes! But I’ll add that your demands should be reasonable. If something is potentially jeopardising the marriage, then you should be able to speak your mind and make your demands heard. I don’t believe in playing nice or being the stepford wife. And to a large extent, I don’t believe in letting the man have his own way. In fact, I have no qualms for example, in telling my husband to stop hanging out with people I dislike. And if I don’t approve of the activities he’s indulging in, you can be sure I’ll give him a hard time about it. Why pretend to accept when it’s something that irks me totally?

I’m so sick and tired of people who say that a woman should be understanding and supportive of the husband. It doesn’t always work. Sometimes, you just have to stop being nice!

When I watched President-Elect Barack Obama’s victory speech last week, I was reminded of the Japanese drama Change starring my idol Takuya Kimura. Both were so change-inspiring! Totally awesome! And I wondered: who copied who? Their campaigning theme was the same and even the messages sounded somewhat similar. Only thing was that Madonna did not lend her voice to Obama’s campaign.

Okay, okay, call me flakey. But noticed that I filed this under entertainment and not commentaries?

PS: I wonder how many people who watched Takuya’s Change and Obama’s speech thought likewise?

Perhaps because of my gender, I used to be more fond of little girls than boys. But since becoming a mother, I noticed that I don’t pay a lot of attention to little girls.

Boys are so much cuter! They’re cheeky, they’re mischievous and they’re funny! They’ll show me how they spar with one another and they’ll show me their little tricks up their sleeves. Totally adorable!

Well, you can’t fault me for preferring boys. Because I have one myself. If I have a girl, I’m sure I’ll be saying girls are cuter. And if I have a girl and a boy, then I’ll say gender doesn’t matter because all kids are cute.

But for now, let me insist that BOYS ARE CUTER!

It was probably less than 10 minutes that my son danced and skipped around on stage but it was enough to make us proud of him. Prior to that, his skeptical dad kept asking me if the boy would dance. I wasn’t worried at all because I had watched him rehearsed twice and he did very well both times. In fact, he wanted to dance well because he knew we would be watching.

Anyway, the concert was a big production and I was amazed that all the kids pulled off their parts really well. I also had the privilege to stay with my son at the backstage during his rehearsals and concert and was happy to see him interacting well with the other kids. But it was their graduation concert, not his. We told him that this is just a warm up for him and he will have to wait another year before he’ll officially graduate from kindergarten.

I’m not exactly sure how much of that he understood. But compared to the rest of his classmates, he can at least have one more year of fun before the real drilling begins.

PS: The costume he wore was damn obiang! But he looked very cute in it.