Paintball - bringing out the combat fighter in me.

I will say that paintball is obviously not for everyone.

The wife of John's friend organized the paintball for her husband's birthday.
Our group was small so I could not imagine if we had more people. After suiting up I was primed to take action. It is fascinating how an activity like this brings out the fighter in you. Each round was 5 minutes long and after the first one my adrenaline was high. It did cross my mind how thankful I was not to be in the military considering how scary it was to be hit by a paintball.

As one of three girls and outnumbered by the boys it seemed like we had to prove our strength and capabilities to them. After one round of boys versus girls we were triumphant and I know they were startled to the point of seeking retribution. This is when tension began to escalate and I witnessed more aggression from the guys.

The rules of paintball are that if you run out of ammo you raise your arms to exit the 'battle grounds' and no one is to shoot at you. If you are 5 yards from the opponent they are supposed to surrender and retreat. No shooting at the face or 10 yards from the opponent. The team who has the last man standing is victorious.

I found myself crawling and tumbling to areas protected by cushioned barriers. I did get shot at while I clearly surrendered, shot in the face and even while I was walking out of the room and I noticed my hostility was on the rise. I realized that in the moments of combat our ability to remember the rules were hard to control.

In the end we all apologized for the mishaps and compared our battle wounds. I had a nice welt on my neck, which luckily did not bruise. On the other hand I did get a beautiful purple tattoo on the back of my arm for a couple days. John had two big marks on his chest even after wearing the chest protector!

Rockin in the Rockies
Filipino Heritage Camp
Frasier, CO


This is my third summer traveling to the Rockies to volunteer as a counselor at the Filipino Heritage Camp.

FHC was developed for children adopted from the Philippines and their families to spend a weekend to meet other adoptees, learn about their Filipino heritage/culture and also have lots of FUN.

I found FHC on a web search and thought it would be a wonderful opportunity to travel west and especially meet other adoptees. Some of the same kids have attended the camp and were familiar faces this summer. Difference was they are now in high school and no longer the rugrats they were 6 years ago.

Interestingly, when I visited the Philippines for my first time in 1998 I met up with a group of adoptees and their parents on a Motherland Tour. Those same people coincidentally were also part of FHC so it was quite a reunion to see them at the camp. I accompanied them to all the orphanages they were adopted from.

There were families old and new - some came from California, Indiana and Ohio to the 3 day camp. I was taken aback how grown up all the kids are since I saw them in 2004. They definitely kept me on my toes but I loved every moment of trying to keep up with them. One night we played speed ball - water polo with out the water. My legs were pulsing the following day.

Noah is a great baby to travel with. He was a little chatty on the plane but otherwise was wonderful - both ways.

Thankfully, John was helpful and looked after Noah while I spent time with the high school kids. He spent time with the Filipinos who cooked our Filipino meals and spoke to the Titas who could not keep their hands off of Noah.

I know in future years Noah will benefit from the cultural aspect of the camp and I want to make sure he is exposed to all things Filipino.

Gung Hay Fat Choy!


Happy Chinese New Year
Year of the Pig

Jing Fong is the largest Chinese restaurant in Manhattan. It is inexpensive, quick and a great place to congregate with a big group of friends and gorge on very tasty dumplings with all sorts of fillings.

A friend of mine was visiting from DC and figured it would be a great place for us to meet along with other friends we have not seen in a while. Of course I warned everyone that the streets would be overflowing with folks wanting to celebrate with a dim sum feast.

When we got there the wait was one hour long. Thanks to "Filipino time" it worked to the late comers advantage and we were eventually seated. The banquet hall was at maximum occupancy and our guess of the number of people was some where around 1,000 people.


The tubes the kids are hold shoot out confetti and quite honestly a quick rush . They definately can cause harm if misused!!

Chinese New Year is celebrated throughout the next 2 weeks with dragon dances accompanied by drums going through the streets.

I found it amazing to read about the exodus of Chinese making their way home to celebrate with their families in China and over 2 billion people will use every form of transportation to do so. It is the largest migration of people in the world!

Not just about the roses........

V-day was always bitter sweet for me. I had expectations of a romantic day spent with whomever I was involved with at the time.

I was in NYC in 2000 with my then roommate and was walking past the MTV studio. A representative approached us and asked if we wanted to be on TRL - Total Request Live, a popular show that broadcast the top songs of the week. We did not have any clue what it was at first.

Our excitment grew as we were led through the MTV studio. I happened to have a pink sweater on, which stood out in the crowd and I found myself being interviewed by Carson Daly. At the time I did not have a love in my life so my response to his question about not having a Valentine was, " Yes, I am single and it was invigorating."

I am not sure Carson Daly expected such a response because he was quick to brush off my response and ask another person in the crowd the same question.

Seven years later and the meaning of Valentine's Day is not so much about flowers but a day for people to appreciate the ones they love. I know love should be expressed more freely and not just one day a year.

John and I ordered from Tony's Di Napoli, set up a picnic area in our living room and feasted on a lobster and seafood dish.....it was grand and stress free.

i realize that babies cry and it is not always because they are in pain but rather to inform mom that they are hungry or need a diaper change. to be honest we have been spoiled since noah has been such a laid back baby. the minute he cries we tend to panic.

john and i decided to see stranger than fiction, with will farell and dustin hoffman. in short - i loved the storyline but it fell short of my expectations. with little time before the movie we ate at burger 9 --- not as good as johnny rocket's in the milford mall but the fries made up for the burger shortcomings. i am no burger conisseur but i prefer the the thinner patties. sorry to the vegan/vegatarians if i am being too descript about meat.

i can only imagine what it was like for moms before there were cell phones; a lot of agony being seperated from their kids and fear that the babysitter would call. while we were watching the movie i received a picture text of noah wrapped with a comforter on kym's couch. i finally gave a sigh of relief and was able to finish the rest of the movie without any interuptions.

We wanted to go hiking but the winter chill limited us to a walk along the West Haven shores. I think the last time I was there was while I was in high school. I remember West Haven used to have one of the best Fourth of July fireworks display around.

John picked up a pile of shells from the mound seen in the background. Nothing like the shells I have seen in the Philippines, Belize or other beaches but it was great to be along the water front. Our walk lasted 10 minutes and that included our walk to the beach....