Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Choose The Right Words To Make A Better Future.


For I am learning that words are what define our future. The lack of words, the wrong words, the right words. Words are what make us different than any other animal on this planet. The ability to communicated is so strong, so meaningful so beautiful. Or words or the lack of words can be our downfall our failure our disappointment our hell. Somewhere along the line I have lost the ability to communicate to you how I really feel and what I really think of you. Somewhere along the way it is only my fear and my anger and my doubts that I have communicated to you, instead of my love, hope and dreams and for that I am sorry. For all my fear, anger and doubts aren't how I really feel or what I really think of you. I make a conscious decision to only say what I mean and say what I feel in my heart to be love. I no longer choose to communicate in words of fear for that is not the person I know that I can be. For the words of fear and doubt are not the words that will inspire you to grow or for us to live to our fullest potential or for us to achieve our dreams. I understand that the only words that will inspire  encouragement, love, kindness and support that are the words that come from love.The words that come from my heart and my true spirit.

I forgive you. I forgive myself. Forgiveness is what starts the healing process, the process of letting go. It is the first step in building trust and honesty again. From here on out I promise and I choose to be impeccable with my words and my actions towards you, towards myself or anyone else in my path. I only ask that you do the same if we are to continue to have any kind of future together. That is the kind of partnership, relationship and friendship that I choose to have today and in my future. I hope you can understand and  I hope you would like to be a part of it.

Moolah! Just won $40 Bucks!!!

Yay I won a free ticket!

My Cuddle Buddy

Ginger and I taking a nap

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Portishead - glory box

"Glory Box"

I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long

Just...

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman

From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Through this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over and give us some room

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
I just wanna be a woman


So don't you stop being a man
Just take a little look from outside when you can
Show a little tenderness
No matter if you cry

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be a woman
It's all I wanna be is all woman

For this is the beginning of forever and ever

It's time to move over...
http://youtu.be/yF-GvT8Clnk

Ginger and her 25 toy friends

Pachira Aquatic (Lucky Money Plant)

Breakfast Omelet & Potatoes

Monday, July 11, 2011

Zman's New Outside Cage

That's Life (By My Mother)

I was looking thru my emails tonight and I found this email my mom sent to me last year. It's funny cause she doesn't even really know how to use email all that well. I don't remember the context in which she felt compelled to write me, but as I read it now I really like what she says. I'd like to share it with you now.


That's life according to my mother:


On 10/10/10 2:15 PM, "E. Tupas" wrote:

hi chris,

life has it's ups and downs, sometimes it's like a roller coaster ride, exciting and a bit unsure, occasionally  a bit dangerous, at times boring, sometimes tiring, other times relaxing and cooolll, and enjoyable. people plan for the future, on a daily basis, on a weekly basis, at times yearly, some don't even plan, they just live day to day, some don't even know how to plan, they just exist. sometimes no matter what one does, life has it's own surprising way of working itself out.

i'm the master of my fate the captain of my soul- holds true. one plans one's life, like steering a car, a person knows where they're going to do something, they accomplish it, it's done to one's satisfaction. they're happy.

there are very very short term plans, like buying crickets for the lizard because he likes them, making a list of groceries, because you need and want them. saving for a nest egg, or for an emergency so there's $$$ when it's needed is a longer term plan just like owning a house, building up credit is more of a longer stable plan. planning on settling down in future w/ whoever they like and are compatible w/, a give and take relationship, but it's not all bread and potatoes, one needs butter, honey , jam and jellies.

everyone has commitments, responsibilities, it just depends on how each one is handled. some people handle things in a responsible way, some ,no matter what they do they can't seem to get out of responsibilities. it seems to grow and grow, like a wart that one can't get rid of. some no matter how they try they're not able for whatever reason.

each one has their own skeleton in the closet , their own baggage, to deal w/. they can deal w/ it themselves. no need to worry about it. it's good to show and feel concern, one can resolve and handle the 'it' themselves. i know it's a big pain in the ass, but that's life.

did i make sense ???

lav yah, mom





Sunday, July 10, 2011

Desert Strawberry Cream Cheese Bagel

THE LEGEND OF DAMA DE NOCHE





THE LEGEND OF DAMA DE NOCHE


A thousand years ago,

there was a rich maharlika, or nobleman, who spent his early bachelor days recklessly, wining and dining in the company of nobility. He drank the finest wines, ate the most delectable food and enjoyed the company of the loveliest, perfumed and bejewelled women of the noble class.

After years of this kind of life, the maharlika finally felt it was time to settle down and marry the woman of his choice. "But who is the woman to choose?" he asked himself as he sat in the rich splendour of his home, "All the women I know are beautiful and charming, but I am tired of the glitter of their jewels and the richness of their clothes!" He wanted a woman different from all the women he saw day and night, and found this in a simple village lass. She was charming in her own unaffected ways, and her name was Dama.

They married and lived contentedly. She loved him and took care of him. She pampered him with the most delicious dishes, and kept his home and his clothes in order. But soon, the newness wore off for the maharlika. He started to long for the company of his friends. He took a good look at his wife and thought, she is not beautiful and she does not have the air of nobility abouther, she does not talk with wisdom. And so the maharlika returned to his own world of glitter and splendor. He spent his evenings sitting around with his friends in their noble homes , drank and talked till the first rays of the sun peeped from the iron grills of their ornate windows.

Poor Dama felt that she was losing her husband. She wept in the silence of their bedroom. "I cannot give my husband anything but the delights of my kitchen and the warmth of my bed. He is tired of me." She looked to the heavens. "Oh, friendly spirits! Help me. Give me a magic charm. Just one little magic charm to make my husband come home again, that he will never want to leave my side, forever!"

It was midnight when the maharlika came home. He opened the door of their bedroom and called for Dama to tell her to prepare his nightclothes. "Dama! Dama, where are you?" he called. He shouted all around the bedroom. He sarched the whole house. Still the nobleman could not find his simple wife. Finally the nobleman returned to their bedroom, tired and cross. But, as he opened the door, he stopped.

A are scent, sweet and fragrant, drifted to him. It was a scent he had never smelled before. He entered the room and crossed to the window where the scent seemed to be floating from. A strange bush was growing outside the window. Some of its thin branches had aleady reached the iron grills and were twisting around. And all over the bush were thousands of tiny starlike, white flowers, from which burst forth a heavenly, enchanting scent!

He stood there, completely enraptured by the glorious smell. "Dama..." he whispered softly, onderingly, could this be Dama? The rich maharlika sat by the window, and waited for the return of his loving simple wife. But she did not come back. She never returned to him again. Only the fragrance of the flowers stayed with him, casting a spell over his whole being.

In the moonlight, Dama of the night, or Dama de Noche would be in full bloom, capturing the rich maharlika, making him never want to leave her side, forever.




Inspiration

Art By Rene Trujillo

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

3 Years Together!

Every year you've graced my life
Has been full of happiness;
Every year that I'm with you
Has been better than before;
It's hard for me to even think
How I could love you more.
I love your caring face, your voice,
Your tender, sweet caress.
Every year when this day comes,
I'm filled with love and pleasure;
Happy Anniversary,
My lover, My friend, My joy, my delight, my treasure.
My honey bear, my dragon fly.

Thank you for loving me and being patient with me as
I grow in to the strong loving wonderful woman that I am.
I'm grateful for you in my life.
I'm so happy you have chosen to spend your life with me.
To be my partner and the one I turn to in times of need.
Looking forwarding to spending many more years with you
Christopher.

Sweet Dreams!

Xoxo
Forever yours.
<3

July 1st & July 2nd

Me and Valara walking to the Bar.
7.1.11 Friday Night:  Started with me heading down to the West Side to Spend the night at Nitai's house since I had to pick up Christopher from the airport on Saturday. I'm greatful that Nitai is such an awesome and kind friend to let me be a couch crasher for a night. I'm glad she's so understanding and open. Nitai came home around 11:30 or so we talked for a bit then she went to bed because she was tired and had a long night.
Valara called me up shortly after that and asked me what I was doing. Since I was already in my PJ's and watching TV and bored I kinda wanted to stay in.. But since it's been a while since I've seen Valara I thought it would be nice to go out and have some fun since I never do that!!! So Valara was game and came over to the West Side and we went down to the local bar Big Foot West to get some drinks and chill. So we went to the bar and I became Valara's beer holder since we got there at like 1:15am and only had a little time to drink. Afterwards we went back to Nitai's house and talked. While we were gabbing we decided we needed to go grab some grub... But since everything was closed since it was 2:15am we settled for some Trader Joes frozen Dumpling things and ate them, shortly after that Valara went home since she had a long drive back to the Valley. Shortly after that Tom came home and showed me what he was working on the Turnarounders web series and I ended up going to sleep at about 4:30am since we were talking so long! Wow late night. Thanks guys!



 Me and some totem pole at the bar.


Valara Playing with her Reflection while beer in hand.
7.2.11 I went down to the airport and picked up Christopher at about 1:00pm we where hungry so we went over the Cafe Brazil on Venice and ate some lunch. We checked in to our hotel and hungout for a while then went down to Venice Beach to check out the scene. We parked and walked over to the beach. Since it was hot and sunny Christopher bought some shades for like $6 and they looked nicer than all the other sunglasses I've ever seen him wear! We went over to the beach and watched some skaters do there thing. It's been a while since we've been to the ocean so we sat down in the Sand and people watched. It was funny to see a no swimming sign at the ocean... Afterwards we walked back to the strand and went to some shops. We had pizza it was yummy. And I fed some birds my leftovers. Then we went back to the hotel and decided we would like to go see a movie so we went and watched Thor which was pretty entertaining.
Chris Eating Lunch at Cafe Brazil.
Me and Christopher Enjoying the Sun
Our Shadows
Our Feet
No Swimming in the Ocean!!!??