Jodythinks

Happy 4th Gotcha Day Chester!

Today marks four years since this handsome boy came into our lives. I know it seems sappy and weird to be this attached to a rabbit, but this one, he really is special. He has never tried to hurt or even retaliate any of his sisters. He likes to snuggle up when you’re lying down. He lets even people he’s just met pet and pick him up. He’s just got the best heart and I am very lucky to have had this four years with him. One year left until he’s a senior bunny and I am trying to enjoy every minute, even if I have seen some of his behavior change, the mere fact that I’ve been able to have time to notice has been a blessing. 

Please stay with me and Chibi as long as possible because I cannot imagine our lives without you. I promise to keep giving you as much treats as I can healthily, keep getting you to your vet for checkups and snuggling whenever you want to do so.

I love you!

Cheester on one of his favorite spots on the bed.
Jodythinks

The Home (hopefully) Improvement Project

From the end of July to mid August, I was working on a personal project that I really enjoyed, which was changing the look of my space. I figured, the last time I changed up anything in this space was high school (more than a decade ago), it was time. And I remember it not being a whole lot expensive to do so, just a little time consuming.

So after buying two paintbrushes (one 4 inch one and a 1 inch one) a roller, and two rolls of masking tape at Divisoria, I took the plunge of painting my room.

I knew after watching a ton of Queer Eye that I wanted to paint my walls white, and I did. My two biggest issues were my two roommates (Chibi and Chester, the bunnies) since they couldn’t be overwhelmed with the chemical smell of the paint and I don’t want them to be able to consume any of the paint or get anything dropped on them. In this aspect, I used a pet gate to separate them from the space, used Davies’s Bio Fresh paint and I painted small chunks of wall at once so as not to make the room smell too much at a time. I fortunately have a lot of windows so I opened all of them most of the week except for when I had work or was sleeping.

And as anyone will tell you, it’s not the painting that’s hard, but the putting aside stuff so it won’t get paint on them, and the laying down of paper and taping up of edges. Even with all that, my floor is a mess of paint splotches and smudges as I am not the neatest of painters.

I did finish though. Most of my space is now white (even the wood cabinets) except for one accent color wall which is a mauve gray I had to have mixed special from Boysen’s Healthy Home line of interior paint, which was more of a smell than the Davies.  I wanted a navy but I didn’t want another blue (which is the color I painted over) and I figure, now I know if I want to change it in a couple years I can.

Here’s what I spent on the renovation project:

  1. 1 Swiffer (the reusable chamois version) P700 to clean the walls beforehand
  2. 1 Gallon of Davies Bio Fresh Paint in Porcelain: P757
  3. 4 paintbrushes: P329
  4. Davies Wood white primer (small): P179
  5. Davies 1 gallon white wood enamel P699
  6. Boysen Healthy Home Mauve Gray 1 Gallon P1179
  7. Blackout curtains P3780
  8. Light clips and cable hooks P299
  9. Christmas LED lights: P249
  10. Masking tape: P160

All in a total of: P8331 or around $150 USD. I did realize that the curtains were the most expensive purchase but they made such a difference and with the hours I work, having extremely gloomy curtains just won’t do.

Here’s what I learned:

  1. Davies Bio Fresh is less of a chemical smell than Boysen Healthy home, however it takes 2 more coats to cover the same amount of space than the Boysen, and it scratches off more easily (I learned this scratch issue when I was putting away the pet gate)
  2. Old newspapers are a godsend for painting, and really helps cover spaces you don’t want to smudge paint on.
  3. Take the time to clean the space first. Otherwise you’re just painting over dust and will have dust balls on your walls forever.
  4. Painter’s tape can actually be more detrimental than useful if you put it on wrong and take off more paint when you take it out, it sticks so well that it can take some of the paint off with it. Regular masking tape used for school/office supplies is fine if you’re not the most skilled.
  5. Rinse off paintbrushes after each use. Otherwise you’ll have to paint with a hardened mess after a day. It’s not easy (or pretty).

With how much I spent and the effort I’ve made, I’m hoping this look will last for at least 3 to 5 years, and then who knows. I really did enjoy myself, even if I may have ticked off my roommates for three weeks with all the activity, it feels like a more peaceful, restful space that I can breathe better in. And who doesn’t want that?

Gratitude · Jodythinks · Love/Life

How we deal with privilege (or lack of it)

Lately I’ve been thinking about privilege. Privilege, from my understanding, is an advantage you’ve been given, one that is not afforded by a lot of the population. There are a lot out there, mostly given through birth and/or timing. A friend jokes about this a lot with another, when there is talk of politics, especially in the US. Race is a privilege we can only be birthed into, the rest, I do think we can acquire.

Wealth and beauty are privileges that some people come into naturally, and the ones that can be most fleeting. Age can wreak havoc on one’s appearance, and wealth can easily be spent away if the person who gets it doesn’t know how to keep it or does nothing to grow it. But what happens when because of your privilege, you don’t have the coping mechanisms to deal with the problems for when these go away?

I’m not saying we should feel bad about the rich, beautiful people who might lose their privilege someday, but maybe we should be happy about what we acquire when we don’t have it. Being average looking will force you to develop a personality (whether a good or bad one is up to you). Not having wealth will make you work harder, or do more things to acquire the wealth, and make you all the more determined to sustain it.

So let’s think about this a bit. Not having privilege still gives you an advantage of developing more than what you were born with, and it will probably make you more conscious about what it takes to get there, and have to develop skills and mechanisms to make sure it doesn’t go away. And I think that’s still a good thing to have.

Sure it’ll be easier and albeit so fun to be beautiful, or be born wealthy, and the like, but the cards we’ve been dealt are different, and what we learn to make up for not being evolutionary advantaged may be much more in the end.

What do you think of privilege?

Jodythinks · Love/Life

Lessons in patience and control

Being in physical therapy for having a bum knee has been teaching me a lot in patience. In as much as I am a fan of just getting the quick fix, this knee thing isn’t going away soon and I have to have a lot of patience and self control in order to get it done.

First off, it takes at least an hour and a half of my day just getting there, and since I don’t want to drive and park for myself to somewhere that takes (supposedly) two short jeepney rides, it takes some self control in being patient with the irresponsible driving and over waiting that taking public transportation needs.

Second is dealing with the red tape. Each time I go, I need to be there at least thirty minutes beforehand so that they can request each session be approved by my HMO. I really don’t understand why it just doesn’t get approved per round of treatment since it seems very much the same process each time and I actually got this done myself in the past for the MRI that preceded all of the sessions.

Third are these:

I am a very impatient person, and these sessions take around 40 minutes to an hour. I know it’s supposed to be slow and steady progress, and without losing the weight (which is another lesson in patience and self control with food that I don’t quite have) the whole point is moot, but I am slowly enjoying the sessions as they force me to sit in a quiet space and just focus on the healing and strengthening that my knee needs to get rid of the cyst and tear that I inadvertently did to it.

Being an adult is exhausting sometimes and this knee thing is really taking a whole lot of energy and time, but as I’ve come to learn, rushing something won’t help things, sometimes it actually may make it worse. It’s how I injured the knee in the first place, and from my experience, even if you put in the work, if your body isn’t ready or you don’t know what you’re doing, you’ll be spending years and hundreds of thousands of pesos paying for looking good for half a year in pictures.

That doesn’t mean I’m giving up though. I’ll get back to shape even if it kills me. And for now, it will kill the cookie loving, ice cream hog in me for now.

What’s taught you patience lately?

Jodythinks

What I’m thankful for today

It’s been an interesting week and I have a lot to be thankful for. With all the negativity constantly floating around us, I still hope to remind myself too that there are things to be grateful for every single day. This week, I will share some of mine:

1. I am thankful for really nice physical therapists that fit me in their schedules to make sure my knee rehab goes smoothly.

2. I am thankful for pinaritas and well made pina coladas from Atmoshpere Resort and Spa.

3. I am thankful for catching up, and difficult but necessary conversations that need to happen to give reality a chance to sink in.

4. I am thankful for beautiful sunsets over the sea.

5. And I am thankful for the ability to see and appreciate all of the aforementioned things.

 

What are you grateful for this week?

Jodythinks

My ghost is

It has happened. Three different doctors, without consulting each other, have (actually written down in those prescription pads!) prescribed that I lose weight. You know that phenomenon when three people who see the same ghost don’t talk to each other but described the same entity makes it true? Well then my ghost is 20+ extra pounds on my apparently weak frame who can’t (and shouldn’t) support it.

Suffice to say I feel very attacked right now and wanted immediately to dive into a plate of cookies and a jug of half and half as I headed home, but nooo, my rehab doctor (who seems quite strict) said explicitly that the next time I come in (which is in 7 days from now), I should weigh less. Remind me to wear my lightest dress and eat AFTER the consult to help myself without starving myself.

I know I should stop complaining because this is the result of my own choices in overloading my maw every time decent food is in the horizon. I am an emotional eater, and when you work from home AT NIGHT and are trying to stop buying jewelry (which is another issue altogether, I KNOW), the easiest way to get a rush of endorphins when your knees won’t even let you climb STAIRS like a normal 30 something, said cookies and half and half jug sound really good.

I could go on and on and blame my upbringing, my incessant need to have my worth validated which is satiated by making my family food, or everything else, but I am a full grown woman and I know that whining myself through this isn’t the answer. If I want to avoid surgery (which, 2 doctors have said is a very close possibility), arthritis, or further constant pain, I need to get my eating habits out of the gutter and in control.

I will whine myself through this for the next few days but ultimately, I know my stubbornness and fear of disappointing a medical professional will get me through the late night soda cravings and my new recipe for mac and cheese itching to be made and eaten. I don’t think it will ever be this easy like I’m making it sound, but it has be easier than getting my knees sliced open to correct them, or to be constantly hindered in movement.

While my body and I won’t have the perfect relationship and ice cream will always tempt me, this body and I have some 40+ or so years or so together, and that won’t be easy if I have to have outside implements to get it somewhere.

Now to find a doctor who’ll prescribe weight loss surgery (I kid).

 

Gratitude · Thanks

Thankful Tuesdays

This Tuesday I am grateful for:

  1. Globe’s quick turnaround for our backup internet. Finally on Fiber after 6 months!
  2. Life hack that saved me from buying a replacement travel tumbler. 200 and a very helpful salesguy and my beat up Starbucks tumbler is back in business!
  3. Queer Eye. I love each and every one (but have a soft spot for Bobby and Tan) and they are now my new go to happy show.
  4. Anthony Bourdain. He would have been 62 today (June 25 US time). The world is grateful and we miss you.

What are you grateful for on this gloomy Tuesday?

Gratitude · Jodythinks · Love/Life

We miss you AB

As I am still reeling in the news of Anthony Bourdain’s passing, I am again rereading his books. While we the fans mourn and try to find answers, I think we should just be happy of what he was able to share with the world, the happiness he gave us and how we were all able to experience just a bit of him with his writing, hosting, cooking, and all the other things he’s given to the world.

A Cook’s Tour excerpt

I guess what I’m trying to say is not to focus on how his life ended but how his life touched others. His works will not fade if we continue to explore, love, travel, and be kinder to others different from us. Already something good is coming about, from prominent personalities being more open about their struggles and giving it less of a stigma. Just being able to have that conversation and reminding ourselves that there’s always hope. That this permanent solution to a temporary problem isn’t really a solution.

So even if we may never find the answers we want because we are not privy to the inside, let’s be comforted in his words, his legacy, and live life a little kinder, not just to others but ourselves. I know I will try to be.

Jodythinks · Love/Life

Anthony Bourdain 1956-2018

I can’t believe I’m writing this. The world lost Anthony Bourdain today. I say the world because his travels and work brought him to so many places and touched so much lives in the process. While this feels surreal and devastating for fans like myself, I cannot even imagine how it is for the people in his life.

Not this way. Not like this.

If you’re having difficulties, or having thoughts on ending it, please reach out to a loved one, a friend, anyone.

There is also Hopeline, the Philippines’ crisis intervention hotline:

(02) 804-HOPE (4673)
0917 558 HOPE (4673)
2919 (toll-free number for all GLOBE and TM subscribers)

You are not alone.