Stress Management is the ability to maintain control when situations, people, and events make excessive demands. Stress management is a collection of skills, tools, and techniques that help you reduce, manage, and even counteract the negative side-effects of stress. The art of stress management is to keep you at a level of stimulation that is healthy and enjoyable and to bring your mind and body back into balance. Stress is a word for emotional strain -- the anxiety, sadness, anger and frustration that come with everyday life. If you are under a lot of stress for a prolonged period of time, but do not feel stressed, eventually it may catch up with you and cause more serious symptoms, such as; stomach ulcers, heart problems, allergies, skin disorders, migraine. Stress can also cause more serious illnesses such as; arthritis, cancer, diabetes, depression.

Depression can show up as, lack of appetite, low sex drive, decreased energy, sleep problems, constant worrying, and unhappiness; all of these could be symptoms of depression. Violence, depression and illness are potential outcomes from too much stress. When studies of stress have been conducted suicide, substance abuse, depression, anxiety, and eating disorders have all been linked to stress. So you can understand why stress is a huge issue in our lives and it is necessary for us to identify it and/or get help to recognize it.

Stress management is good, but stress elimination is even better. The good news is that stress management is a skill that can be learned, practiced, and refined. To learn stress management is to learn about the mind-body connection and the degree to which we can control our health in a positive sense. Again, stress management is very individualized, therefore, it is important to find what will work best for you and one of the best ways to do this is to find a good wellness coach who will give you a personalized program, encouragement and empowerment to teach you the tools to relieve the stress in your life. Some of these tools are time management, meditation, yoga, daily exercise and mental imagery.

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Have you ever felt overwhelmed by fear - so much so that it prevented you from doing something you wanted to do? Believe it or not, this is a common problem faced by many people daily.

Fear has the power to hold you back from taking risks, following your dreams, or becoming successful at anything you attempt to do. If you allow it to control you for long enough, it can eventually erode your quality of life and keep you locked in a prison of inactivity.

What many people fail to realize is that fear is nothing more than a conditioned response. It's a natural reaction to a frightening or unfamiliar situation. While it is usually automatic, there are things you can do to overcome it.

1) Check your expectations.

One major contributor of fear is the prevalence of negative expectations. Do you usually find yourself expecting the worst in every situation? Do you worry obsessively about what could go wrong, rather than focusing on your strengths and capabilities?

If you make a conscious effort to expect the best, see the positive side of each situation and keep reminding yourself that you can handle more than you often think, you'll find yourself with much less fear to deal with. Even if feelings of fear do manage to creep into your consciousness, you'll still be able to keep them in perspective and balance them against an underlying sense of confidence.

2) Discredit your fears.

Experts will tell you that the majority of things you fear will never come to pass anyway. While this may be true, it sure doesn't feel that way when fear has a chokehold on you! However, if you look a little more closely at your fears when they arise, you may be able to dismiss at least a few.

For example, if you have a fear of public speaking and your boss wants you to give a presentation at work, you might feel like your life (and perhaps your livelihood) is on the line. You may fear getting fired, or worry that your colleagues will lose respect for you if you don't do a good job.

But is any of this likely to happen? In most cases, no. Rather than worrying about what "might" happen if you don't give a solid presentation, you might brainstorm ways to help improve your performance, such as being well prepared, practicing your delivery on friends and family members, writing notes to yourself and so on.

3) Do the very thing you fear.

When you remember that fear is simply a feeling, it loses much of its power. It can't harm you and except in truly threatening situations you can choose to ignore it and move forward anyway.

If you weigh the pros and cons in any situation, you may decide that the possibility of negative consequences is minimal so there's nothing to stop you from ignoring your fear and going for it! This will be determined by you on a case by case basis, of course. The point isn't to become reckless with your decision-making but rather to empower yourself to know when a fear is groundless and easily overcome.

Most fears are not real, but are perceived and are driven by our beliefs and resulting emotions. Do yourself a favor and challenge your thinking. Don't assume your emotions have analyzed all the facts and have come up with a rational conclusion. Assume that your emotions have no intelligence of their own and that they are reacting to something they "perceive" as threatening and not something necessarily based on reality.

Don't underestimate your ability to press through your fears. Take one small step in the direction of freedom and then another and another. Be proactive and determined to uncover the truth of the matter and avoid buying into some assumed, perceived reaction based on your erroneous beliefs and emotions.

In school we learn about fascinating things like addition and subtraction; multiplication and division; open and closed systems; evaporation and condensation; positive and negative; as well as a host of known opposites or counterarguments in almost every facet of life.

In life we also learn about night and day; yin and yang; war and peace...you get the idea.

These are all really flipsides of the same thing. The key principle is that one side can blend or transform into the other.

So it is with success and failure. What is failure but negative success? So how do we make the change from failure to success?

Simply take away the negative.

Positive thinking and positive actions bring about success. They equate with success thinking and actions.

The critical element is to link thinking with actions. This means positive thinking by itself is not enough. Even the usual understanding of positive thinking may need a new definition. To maximize its utility, it must incorporate all learning which can be extracted from failure.

Do you know what this implies? It means that failure must precede success! Shocking but true, and borne out in real-life experiences. Think about it: success needs a reference point for comparison. Without failure, success has no meaning; just as positive has no meaning unless set against negative; and condensation cannot occur without preceding evaporation.

How then to achieve success? Fail as fast and often as possible! Then success also comes fast and often as possible.

Failure? No problem, just flip it and achieve success.

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It can be done with success thinking and actions.

In my business, we talk about data integrity. A database has integrity if all of the data is whole and all of the references in the data continue to mean the same thing that they were intended to mean when the data were collected.

What is integrity to in individual? Princeton says integrity is an "undivided or unbroken completeness."

Integrity means you are whole, complete, and consistent. If you have followed the exercise in the last blog and have discovered your highest priority, do you live your life true to that priority? If you do, you have integrity.

So can a person be bad and still have integrity? Sure. If money is my highest calling and I am true to that--meaning I openly put that above everything else in my life--I have integrity. I may not have moral soundness. I may not have compassion or charity. But I have integrity.

Now the more interesting question. Can a person be good and not have integrity? If fortune and fame are my highest priorties, but I stifle that to do what other people think is good, do I have integrity? No. So am I good? I am not honest. Not with myself. Not with those around me. But am I good?

What is the right path for a person who finds that they want to be good, but lack integrity because their priorities are out of order?

I submit that the first step is to set the house in order. First, you must restore integrity as the foundation. Then you can openly and honestly fix the cracks in the walls. But as long as the house is sitting on a false foundation, the walls will never be firm and immovable. You can't fix the walls, then build a stronger foundation beneath them.

I asked my hairstylist her opinion about how short I should go and this is what she suggested.  I think it's about 5 inches shorter.  What a difference...so much lighter!

He probed me, as he always did, and I liked it because it was effective. When I had come to a realization through just conversing with him, he would praise me and say ‘nice.’ It encouraged me to explore deeper into the realm that I mightn’t have done it ever on my own.

“What’s the problem?”
“I haven’t been able to sleep for the past week.”
“Oh?”

And I told him about Ethan, about my small social network – if there was indeed any network to speak of – and familial impact on high school experiences. Mostly it was because of my loner psyche that I never had a chance to go through what a normal teenager would: the crushes, the partying, the learning of the venturous world. So, in essence, my body and brain are catching up and compensating for all that I didn’t go through. Results are loneliness and obsession with non-existent relationships.

He got up and brought back some NLP sleep therapies.

“Write down your worries and respective solutions. In your case, the solution to Ethan is to ‘not do anything,’ which is a bit paradoxical. As we both know. But you had said it yourself, that if he wants anything, he’ll find a way back to you.

“Make a to-do-list and prioritize it. So if you want to catch up with high school friends, and bring them together mutually, you might focus on that first. And also concentrate on your writing.

“Go to bed at a fix time and turn off your laptop an hour before sleep. Don’t drink coffee, for god’s sake. And instead, read a book or listen to some relaxing music. Do anything that winds you down, not stimulate you.”

I smiled a little. They sounded like they would work sure enough. At the same time he wrote down my situation and syndromes, Hollinghurst lines went through my head, as if I had become some mythical creature that could think parallelly in two different worlds:
“...Nick, suddenly shaky too, poured himself a large Scotch. They sat side by side on the sofa, in the heavy but unselfconscious silence she generated. He remembered the one time Leo had come to this room, and surprised him, moved him, and slightly rattled him by playing Mozart on the piano. They’d both had a glass of whisky then, the only time he’d known Leo to drink. He caught the beautiful rawness of those days again, the life of instinct opening in front of him, the pleasure of the streets and London itself unfolding in the autumn chill; everything tingling with newness and risk, glitter of frost and glow of body heat, the shock of finding and holding what he wanted among millions of strangers.”

That was what I wanted. I suddenly woke from my daydream as he handed me the form to give to the reception. “Hope you get some sleep. And good luck with Ethan.”

Every year I stand naked before some woman I hardly know. My dermatologist. It is a very professional and necessary appointment, yet is still one of the most awkward situations one could endure. A few years back my dermatologist found a pre-cancerous mole. While they are easy to treat at this stage, it now requires an annual exhibition of baring my skin to a complete stranger.

In case you have never undergone this type of examination, let me enlighten you. My dermatologist looks at pictures from a few years back of some moles that are concerning. I specifically went to a dermatologist that practiced this way because it makes sense to me. I can't keep track of whether the hundreds of moles on my body have changed. Why would I expect a doctor who sees me for 15 min out of a year to remember whether that mole changed from last year? There has to be a picture for comparison. She compares all of those iffy moles.

Then she moves on to checking over my whole body. And I mean my WHOLE body. Every crevice. Even between my toes. Next she picks through my hair like a monkey to see if I have any on my scalp. This is the one that just sends me over the edge. I am already embarrassed by someone inspecting me like a piece of meat.  Now my hair is flying everywhere like the scene from Edward Scissorhands.

This is truly one of the most humbling experiences a modern day American can experience. I am humbled and all my moles are fine.

It's hard being objective about a topic like pain, when you live with it, when it incorporates itself into every aspect of your life so completely that there are times when it's hard to see yourself as being separate from it: you are the sum of your parts, and the pain becomes it's own entity, it's own part, in the end a part of you.

Years ago when I was first experiencing long term periods of pain I figured there was a reason. Things like pain don't just happen without them, there's rationally a cause for it. To some extent I boxed my own self in, thinking that if I could ride out what I was feeling physically, it would go away, and in turn I could go back to feeling and doing the things I used to do. Things that included "normal" activities or what's considered normal by society as a standard of "function." I went from working full time to not. From being able to attend a class at the university without complications to flat out having to withdraw, or at the least, go through great lengths with the professors I had in order for my non attendance to not be held against my overall grade/participation. I went from being social-ish / being active, to doing nothing. The nothing included slowly losing friendships from people who didn't understand that I didn't have the energy to go out any more, or the tolerance to dance because of the pain I felt, even things as simple as conversation were hard, because what I felt in my body interfered with how I connected and communicated to others.

I was inside myself, with this new part of me, not understanding why it was there, and not knowing when it was going to leave.

The first doctor I saw was, at that time, my physician. They told me it was probably major depression related stress, and recommended a local rheumatologist. I saw the rheumatologist my physician had informed me about, was ordered blood tests that showed mostly nothing, and prescribed an anti-inflammatory that didn't help. After several visits I was told to attend a local pain clinic because there was nothing else this rheumatologist could do for me.

If you've ever had a problem, or even an illness, and been confronted with the possibility that there isn't an answer for your problem; that no solution will be immediate to fix what's wrong, that's basically where I was. Having another doctor send me someplace else was at that point more than disheartening; it left me feeling as though what was going on wasn't important enough to warrant fixing, to have a solution.

I didn't go to the pain clinic, not then. I worked my way through classes at the university, struggled with doing simple daily tasks and let myself sink.

Pain clinics, personally, are traps for people that are diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. When you take a pain killer, you're masking your pain. You may tell yourself that it will enable you to get out more, to be able to walk more, to do those simple things that others take for granted, but I can't see as how it's a good thing. The medications I was prescribed during my pain clinic period for my Fibromyalgia were intense. I couldn't function with the pain I was feeling, but I couldn't function on the pain killers either. Some made me sleep for 12 hours or more, I was dragging more than I was before, I couldn't realistically take them and drive myself to campus, so how was this functioning?

It wasn't, so I continued physically therapy and quit the pain clinic.

If I could pass on anything about my experiences with pain it would be that working through it is the best thing anyone could do. It's the hardest thing to do, and there are days when regular, normal, simple activities take everything from me, but I would state that those moments build everything inside, make you stronger from having had them, and enable you to go through them again. Each time you get up and go through it, tell yourself you can do it and do it, the next time isn't as inconceivable, it still might be hard, but at least you know you can do it.

I've had over three years of physical therapy, for Fibromyalgia related pain and for physical injuries. Five years ago I couldn't walk up the street, and now I'm working my way up to running my first two miles.

So this is it, doctors can tell you one thing, you can feel another way about it, and still you know you live with this thing: this idea that what you feel and what you experience changes you, and not only that, but it changes how people see you and interact with you.

People can sometimes only relate to you as a set of individualized parts, and not realize that you are actually a whole. What does this mean? Simply this: I have symptoms, conditions; depression, chronic pain, etc., but when others cease to see me, the whole me, and only relate to me through what I have, i.e, my symptoms, it makes it that much harder for me, to be, me.

For anyone dealing with chronic pain, know that you have to exhaust all your options, and when that is done, you find more to do the same thing with. Don't pity yourself, work hard, in fact, work harder, and when it hurts, embrace it for you know that you are alive and you feel, for there can be a life in which none of that exists, and what kind of life would that be?

Please visit the Fibromyalgia Fundraising/Research page and read about the research work Dr. Lowe is doing on Fibromyalgia, and the Half Ironman my sister is competing in to raise money for Fibromyalgia Research!

What I did was I removed his clothes from my bed. A friend wouldn't ask for that.
So that was that. I wasn't going to think about it much more.

I fell asleep much less at uni yesterday. The paper on Religion: The Ethereal excites me. The gay lecturer presented it almost beautifully. Heaps of photos of temples and rituals on the slides showed me just how little we knew about religion, and that "it hasn't gone anywhere," as opposed to the more secular theory.
Yesterday was also a white patch, as opposed to a blue patch - I was happier. Trance music helped, but not as opium anymore. The truth was simple: There is no reason that I can't be happy. (Probably how babies think. F*ck, and they're the happiest little things on earth.)

Then there were less glorious things.
1. Told M about my problem. "You live in a small world," he said, "your life isn't as varied. That's why you can't stop thinking about relationships. You need to join a writing class or form a band. Not partying." And I think he was very right. And yes, I was embarrassed. He had urged me.
2. Sent an invitation by Facebook to get people to watch Dark Knight on Imax with me on Sunday. My first invitation ever.

But of course, the day ended with:
"Actually sometimes I wish I don't meet anyone I like too much - because I will only be so heartbroken when things don't work out. Love is so complicated like that. I never used to have a fear of love. But I think now the wounds are catching up to me... and flooding over me... and taking over me.
I wish I knew how to do things right.
Anyway... I have to try and get some sleep."

My day started at Daycare at 7:15.  I dropped Marisa off and headed to Dunkin Donuts for an ice coffee and an egg and cheese sandwich to-go.  There, I ran into an ex.  That's the trouble with living in the same town where you went to high school.  You run into people at Dunkin Donuts.  Some you don't mind seeing.  Some you wish you bothered to run a comb through your hair and applied lip gloss on before seeing...  

"T" looked great.  His hair was shorter then I remember.  Still almost black but now just a little grey at the temples. He light blue eyes were framed with the thick eye lashes just as I remember but now the outer corners creased with laugh lines.  And of course there was his mouth.  Oh... I could go on about his lips and what he could do with them but, I'm trying to keep this PG.  I tell you, at this stage of pregnancy my hormones are on overdrive!

At any rate, "T" looked fit and sexy and I of course am enormously pregnant.  He smiled his pearly whites and congratulated me.  Said I looked great.  (Bless his heart) And sauntered off.  I think I mumbled something stupid and gave a silly wave as he walked off.   

After DnD, I headed back home and hankered down into moving the junk out of what-soon-will-be Marisa's room.  Then I moved Marisa's things from what-soon-will-be Baby sister's room into Marisa's new room.  Things that didn't belong either room ended up in my living room.  So, essentially I spent most of the morning moving piles of crap from room to room.  At around 11:00, I realized that I needed the assistance of cheap labor.  I called my sister.  I offered my nephew 10 bucks and lunch at McD's if he helped me.  He was at my door within 15 minutes of my making the call.  A few minutes later, my other nephew was at my door. Apparently he'd heard that the big pregnant auntie was shelling out money and happy meals today.  With 2 little helpers at my side.  I got both bedrooms organized.  The livingroom,  playroom and kitchen picked up,  2 loads of laundry done and 3 closets cleaned.  Yes, this is what they call Nesting.

By 1:00, we were all hungry and we headed to McD's for lunch.  mmmm cheese burgers.

I paid the boys and they left on their bikes.  Then I proceeded to put away clean laundry.   While sorting socks, my phone rang.  My sisters called - both of them.  Both my sisters live in the same neighborhood as I do.  (Did I mention we were close?).  They lost power.  The funny part is that when the power went out they were both in the middle of blow-drying their hair.  To make a long story short, they were over my house wet-heads and all within a few minutes to use my electricity.  Not to digress.  But being from Sicilian dissent, we're prone to frizz.  It was the least I could do in the name of smooth tresses.

After they left.  I put away the rest of my laundry.  Put in another load.  Re-organized (for the 3rd time) Marisa's books and made about a dozen lists.  To-do's.  Things To buy.  Groceries.  Laundry list.  Books to read.  etc.  I've reached the point of mania.  I admit this with no shame.

Tonight is round 2, my sisters will be back to move beds and furniture around.  My sister-in-law is joining the party as well.  She's helping me bring down Marisa's baby clothes from the attic and re-hang pictures that I took down to have the walls painted. 

You may be wondering where my darling husband is during all this mayhem.  He's on a business trip.  I purposely planned these projects while he's out of town.  My husband is wonderful man but always has an opinion.  When a woman is Nesting,  feedback is not welcome.  Only other women truly understand this.  Which is why my fabulous sisters and sister-in-law are all on board to help.

God Bless my family and Bod bless this nest.

What I notice in my clients and myself is that a sense of feeling really, really good arises at a body level.  The powerful question - what would make me happy right now? - brings an even deeper sense of well-being.  The inner child feels cared for.  Reacting to other people's behaviours lessens as there is an independence that results from truly living life in this way.   Others actually benefit more as such roles as victim, martyr, persecutor or controller slip away.  Personal power comes back home to our own hearts where it belongs.

Affirmations:

I make my happiness a central priority in my life.  I am worthy of this.  I keep the question, "What would make me happy in this moment?" a focus of my day.

Apparently and according to several of my own confessions, I procrastinate.  You might say that I am lazy.  But I truly don't think it is laziness.  Or, maybe it is laziness and I just don't want to admit it because laziness is a trait that drives me crazy in other people.  Whatever you want to call it, I seem to put things off until they are to the breaking point and then it all comes crashing down on me.  My mom says this is because I always need to have action in my life and that I create drama to keep myself busy.  She's harsh, that Mom 'o mine.  Harsh but honest.

Lately, I have had a sense of anxiety almost constantly.  And at least once a day my chest starts to hurt and I get short of breath when that feeling of anxiety comes over me.  I'm trying to focus in on what I am thinking about or doing at the time of these little episodes and almost every time this has happened in the past couple days, I have been addressing something in my life that I have procrastinated on.  My thesis for my Masters, a project (...or 6) at work, even small things like finishing the guest bedroom.  I put all of these things off until they become so much bigger in my head than they really are, and they seem to just overtake me.  I feel out of control, and I am a complete control freak (yet another diagnosis from my dear Mama).

I tried talking to Chris about this, but talking about procrastination and laziness with a person who is a machine when it comes to accomplishing tasks is a bit like complaining to a professional athlete why its too hard to jog around the block.  It's embarrassing and makes me feel like a complete waste of space.  He just can't understand the concept because it is not in him and so he can't understand my thought process.  And that makes me even more anxious.  Suddenly, my procrastination is not just an annoying trait about me, but its a deficiency.  In my head it becomes a huge psychological problem I need to solve.  If I'm dealing with this and Chris is not, then CLEARLY something is wrong with me.

Ahh, marriage.  It's a tricky balance sometimes.  You have to be able to look at each other so closely, but without comparing.  I can love Chris for his dedication and perseverance, but I can't let that shape the image I have of myself.  Recognizing strengths in him as my shortcomings should inspire me, not embarrass me or make me feel like something is wrong with me.  Its hard to be part of a partnership sometimes because the definition of a partner is someone who shares things with you.  But a healthy relationship should allow both partners to function as individuals, to struggle and achieve as independents, to grow and mature as a person.  Then you come together and share those experiences as a couple.

My procrastination (or laziness, whatever...) is enough of a nuisance already without me constantly comparing myself to Chris' lack of procrastination.  That doesn't mean, though, that I have to work through my problems all by myself.  A good partner (and Chris is the best!) will be there by your side without judgment, without comparisons, without demanding, and without even expectations.  Chris loves me because of who I am - procrastinator and all.  And having someone who loves you unconditionally like that should, if anything, take the pressure OFF, not put it on.

I'm going to work on my procrastinating.  I'll get better at preparing and planning and following through, and maybe this pressure in my chest will go away.  And at the end of the day, I'll know that I made the change in myself not because of something I saw in Chris, but because of something I truly wanted to change in myself.

...and THAT, my friends, is self discovery.

School (What i haven't done: )

• Methods 9C & 9E (will do tomorrow at spares)
• Chemistry Q 8-10 (spares :P )
• Research on English - Climate change.
• History SAC - Not due till a long time

Generally, School is great : )

Hanging out with different people is good.

Self:

Physically

• 90 minutes walk up big hill and around.
• Hours of sleep - about 7 hours everyday.
• Reduce amount of junk food. More fruits.

Mentally

• The usual sudoku and quizzes.
• Quite content with things.
• Did the whole "where's hannah's face thing" (Don't ask)
• Reading the newspaper i suppose. (THE AGE :P )

(I struggle to find any words because I'm just quite content right now )

On photography:

Since now I have Dan (and we will never part), I'm giving myself a week to test everything out and get to know Dan. After that, I'm going to ask Ms. C for help, tips, etc. : ) Maybe after another week, I'll have to have my first photoshoot. And, will have to think about a simple theme for now. I've got the location though : ) (And an idea to who i want as my model)

On University Courses, and what I want to do in the future terms:

August will be a very busy month as there's heaps of open days going on. So Down to Melbourne i will go nearly every weekend. Been searching up stuff on it. Sorta narrow it down to Law & Photography - Media, Journalism or just photography.

What I need to do:

• Learn how to cook a new meal every week. (I don't think i would but.. )
• More camera stuff - Night shots.
• Train my dog
• Get a new liquid eyeliner.
• Less computer. (2 hours please)

Summary:

well, Quite content with life and its rate. Would prefer if it was quicker in photography but at school, it's going great. Excellent in fact. But I really got to buckle down and not lag behind. And spend more time at home doing more school work.

This article is very dear to my heart and it affects EVERYONE ..
Everyday we are all getting bombarded by criticism from everyone.  It can be about anything .. the way you speak, look, dress.  How you handle a situation, WHY you joined a certain company, who you hang out with ...
We all handle criticism differently.  My good friend and mentor Michael Dlouhy speaks about this in his way.

(written by Michael Dlouhy)
I have a plaque on my wall that says, “What anybody else thinks about me is none of my business.” I like that sentiment, because it’s easy to get caught up in what other people say about you, or to you. You have to please yourself first. It’s always possible that criticism may give you a helpful hint, but too often, it’s just misplaced anger. Somebody else sees how you do things and it doesn’t match with how they would do things, so you must be wrong. Taking comments like that to heart can really hurt your network marketing progress.

Am I that little girl,

Who used to cry for the yellow dress?

Am I that 10 yr old girl,

Who had a crush on her neighbour?

Am I that teenage girl,

Who tried to hide her periods?

Am I that girl,

Who has turned into a woman?

Am I that woman,

Who knows what she wants from life?

Am I that woman,

Who can’t understand,

Why there is a man after wo?

Am I that woman

Who can’t understand,

this phallocentric world?

Am I that woman,

Who can’t understand,

Why a woman is raped every 3 minutes?

Am I that woman,

Who can’t understand,

Why women are subjugated in every sphere?

Am I that woman,

Who sees her empowerment

in Mallika and Mayawati?

Am I that woman,

Who wants every wo-man

To shed that man from wo?

Yes, I am that woman!

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well being certified makamasa, katutubo and whatever na matipid na makaluma, I really like to eat delicious kakanin. apart sa aking precious champorado, hindi ko ipagpapalit ang mga kakanin sa mga foods na mabibili sa mga fast foods. kahit ang pagiging ice cream girl ko ay ipagpapalit ko.

nitong mga nakaraan, I'm happy dahil lagi akong pinapalamon ni manang juling ng kakanin. kung may anda rin lang naman ay pinapasalubungan niya ako ng kutsinta, puto, pitchi -pitchi na mula sa commonwealth market. minsan naman ay may dala rin siyang puto bum-bong at bibingka na binili niya either sa quezon city circle or sa tiange sa Lung Center of the Philippines every sunday. In fairness, na-aapreciate ko lalo si manang juling 'pag may pasalubong ako sa kanya. hehehe sa tanda at cute kong 'to (chenez!).

alam niyo kahit puyat ako or medyo in bad mood ( yes people may mood swing (topak) ako palagi lalo na sa umaga) babangon ako para lang lamutakin ang mga mabigat, pampautot o kahit pampasakit na tiyan na mga kakanin na nakahain sa aming abang hapag-kainan.

ako naman,  type na type kong mapadaan sa arayat, cubao dahil may binibilhan akong tindahan ng kakanin doon saka kami ng ate ko sa commonwealth market din (well hindi ko alam kung pareho kami ng binibilhan ni manang juling).   'pag ako ang bumibili hindi naman ako maramihan, tamang makakain lang ng todo sa murang halaga.

paborito kong kakanin ang bibingka, puto bumbong, palitaw, kutsinta, sapin-sapin at higit sa lahat yung ube halaya.

Nena's Special Bibingka

July 2 nang mapadpad kami sa Cubao, Araneta Center ni Manang Juling. kahit nagmamadali akong makapunta ng gateway, nung inaya niya ako na kumain sa nena's abay go agad ako.

first time kong makakain sa nena's noong araw na iyon. type ko ng bisitahin ito nang mapanood kong i-feature ito sa "Landmarks" ng Net 25  pero dahil wala time, wala makakasama at lalong walang pera ay hindi ako makapunta. Buti nga talaga, pinakain ako ni Manang Juling rito.

well, i would like to invite you people to please visit & eat siempre sa Nena's Bibingka... why?

kung titignan ang labas ay mukhang 'di maganda ang nena's pero sa loob ay maluwag naman po iyon at okay naman ang linis o interior design nito. generally talaga, after ako sa service at sarap ng foods & plus factor na lang ang packaging ng isang resto. lahat naman po ng naranasan at natikman ko sa nena's ay pumasa sa panlasa ko.

dahil wa kaming alam ni manang juling kung may nagaganap na "eat all you can" doon, in-assist talaga kami ng waitress doon  hanggang sa makakain kami. ganoon din naman yung waiter na kasama niya.

hay naku kung dadako tayo sa pagkain... naka 3 plato po ako. slice-slice lang naman ang  kinain ko roon. iyon nga lang kung wala kaming hinahabol ni manang juling na oras eh baka ay naka-apat pa ako. ang sarap din ng timpla nila ng tokwa't baboy saka pansit bihon.

medyo di ko lang nalasahan ang bibingka nila (hindi daw oh?!) dahil paiba-iba nga ko ng tikim. yong "eat all you can" nga pala nila Php 75 lang at from 3-6 pm ata.

Gusto ko ring i-emphasize na matagal na po sila sa cubao and orginal ang kanilang bibingka. iyon ang nalaman ko sa "landmarks" and iyon din sabi sa akin ni manang juling.  medyo natatabingan nga lang siya ng mga establishments sa cubao kaya medyo di gaanong napapansin.

I hope na marami  ang sumubok sa  kanilang foods...whether hindi kayo mahilg gaano sa kakanin,para maiba naman at para balikan ang mga pagkaing Pinoy ay kumain na kayo sa Nena's (gen. romulo st., socorro, cubao, QC) at ng  mga kakanin.  wag natin patayin ang ating sariling mga pagkain na nakakatulong sa turismo, negosyo at sa pagpapalawig ng ating kultura.

ang nena's ay  katapat ng dating rustan , saktong-sakto ng cubao post office.

Mabuhay!

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