Being a housewife or a “houseband” is a job, whether or not others would acknowledge it. Most full-time homemakers feel unappreciated, unrecognised, or feel judged because of this choice. But we should also acknowledge the reasons why this setup is a privilege on its own. Continue reading “Being a Housewife is a Privilege”
We moved to Melbourne.
I skipped two months of blogging because 1) we got our visas, and 2) my husband got a job offer in just a week after. We had six weeks to pack up our life in the Philippines–our 30-something years’ worth of ‘life’.
On my bucket list, an item reads: Live in a different country for at least a year. I’ve crossed it off before thinking living in a hotel in Seoul for three years would count, even though I get another room on a different floor every time I come back exhausted from a flight.
Six weeks was barely enough time to get excited. In fact, I think we didn’t get excited until we’re at the airport. My slightly OC mental task list was legit on a roll from the moment the alarm goes off. I had a Google spreadsheet of the tasks categorised and organised per week! (Trying to get used to spelling in Australian English, ICYDN.)
It’s now been a month since we left Manila, and we’ve just moved to our own apartment. (Nobody told me it was too tedious to do that here!) We’re happily surviving winter, and of course I am too eager to complete my small kitchen for my next kitchen adventures. It’s time to learn how to be less Asian now (in terms of cooking) and make do with what is more common in the market.
Excuse me while I resume cutting cardboard boxes so it could fit the recycling bins.
It’s Earth day today. And while I haven’t been writing much on the blog lately, I think it’s time to start my delayed posts about Earth Love. I’m dedicating a category for this.
If you don’t know, or you don’t see my earth- plastic-free- related posts on instagram, I’m also an advocate of a plastic-free life, and I encourage refusing single use plastics. While I’m not yet at the 100% of a zero-waste life, I’m working on it. My journey towards minimalism has enabled me (us) to focus more on what matters to ourselves, our values.
One thing I know: I hate litter. But regardless if I throw my garbage into proper disposals, the world still gets polluted by the minute. In this short post, I share how I became plastic-conscious. Continue reading “Becoming Plastic-Conscious”
Over the weekend, my willpower dwindled and my hormones ruled. We stayed in (we’re introverts) instead of heading out to the market at 9am like we always plan to. With no more food in my cupboard, we had Chowking for lunch, and McDonald’s for dinner. Junk food in one hand, Stardew Valley on my husband’s Nintendo Switch on the other. Ah, to be young and eat whatever you want, do what you want, yes?
Well Monday couldn’t have come sooner and my housewife mode switched on, slightly in panic that I have nothing to feed my husband for lunch. My poor hardworking hubby slaving away in the corporateness of BGC, and I’m just home tending to my, uhm, Stardew farm.
So I spent the morning grocery shopping on honestbee. I’m no stranger to grocery delivery, having been a customer of Happy Fresh when they still had Philippine operations. (In fact, I use my Happy Fresh bags on Saturdays when I do groceries!) I also tried MetroMart once but didn’t get to try it again. So here’s my honestbee review! Continue reading “Honestbee Grocery Delivery Review”
Growing up in the Philippines, rice is everything. You will hear some people complain that they “didn’t really eat” if all they had was pancit (noodles), or some sandwich, regardless of how much they actually ate. The notion that rice constitutes a proper meal is the norm.
When I was younger, my grandmother would always remark on how thin we were, and would devise ways to make us eat more rice. There was a time when my mom would use measuring cups to feed us more carbs.
Continue reading “Breaking Up with the Rice Mentality”
So it turns out that being an adult is mostly just Googling how to do stuff.
Before we got married, we moved into A’s parent’s home while we figured things out–where to go, where to live, what to do…all them adulting stuff. My now-mother-in-law is a superb housewife and would always prepare simple yet tasty homecooked meals. It came to a point that I was eating even if I wasn’t hungry. Because you know, I love food that much. Soon enough, we were packing on the pounds in the form of belly flabs, and in my case, exponential plumpness of my cheeks.
It would’ve been impolite to refuse what she cooked for us, so I had A tell his mom not to prepare breakfast in the morning, as we were used to having just a cup of coffee. This was of course met with resistance, with thrice a day meals being the minimum in most Filipino households. And few no-breakfast days after, I stumbled upon Intermittent Fasting. Continue reading “Intermittent Fasting”
When we moved to BGC in Taguig this November, one of the first things I knew I needed to learn were the bus routes. As a privately own community, BGC has its own bus system that takes you to, from and within Bonifacio Global City.
So sure, there were a lot of signs and infographic of sort I found online, like this one:
Cool. But once you start analyzing it carefully, you’d have a lot of questions. How do I get out of BGC on weekends? How do I go in to BGC on weekends?
One month and several top-ups on my Beep card now, here are my tips on riding the BGC bus. Continue reading “BGC Bus Routes 2017”