it's cold tonight

Saturday, August 28, 2010

It's cold and windy tonight, but the ranger still allowed us to have a
camp fire until 10pm. Temperature is supposed to drop down to the
mid-40's.

another pie day

good morning

camp sunset

Friday, August 27, 2010

The sun is setting. Dinner was good. Heating water for some hot
chocolate before the sun goes down.

cuyamaca lake bed

Driving back to the campsite after ice cream in Julian.

home sweet home

antsy to get out

going camping

julia day: mag-isa

Sunday, August 22, 2010



My little niece Julia thinks she is a big girl now.  Getting in the car one day, my mom tried to hold her hand to help her up.

Julia:  Mama, 'wag mo na ako hahawakan, kaya ko na sumakay mag-dalawa!

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Sorry, non-Pinoy speakers, this one loses everyhing in translation so I won't even attempt.
 

bing crosby's

Friday, August 20, 2010



I haven't gone to happy hour in heaven knows how long, so when Tora, my co-worker who is leaving the company and whose last day was today, invited a bunch of us for happy hour at Bing Crosby's, I said what the heck. It was a good enough reason to go.

I had the Road to Morocco (pita and hummus), Trio of Ahi Tuna (nori-seared, spicy tartare and marinated with watermelon) and a pint of pale ale (can't remember the name), and I was set for the rest of the evening. The girls had martini -- all were too sweet for me (the drinks, not the girls).

I was hoping for a little swing jazz a la Rat Pack, but alas tonight's band was more on the pop-jazz kind. The baby grand stayed silent.

A fun evening overall; a pleasant farewell to a cool gal.

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sunset on the beach

Monday, August 16, 2010





Mission Bay sunset on a Monday evening with Michael. Taking a walk after a long day at work.

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pasta sauce

Sunday, August 15, 2010
























Tomatoes, garlic, onions, basil, oregano, and bell pepper. Salt and pepper.

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julia day: bentilador



We have plenty of hot days back home, and the most practical way of cooling is by electric fans, or bentilador (adopted from the Spanish word ventilador).  One particularly hot day, my little niece Julia asked my dad to turn on the fan.

Julia:  Papa, buksan mo elec... (mumble)... benti... (thinking)... buksan mo electador.  Ang init!

Julia: Papa, turn on the elec... (mumble)... benta... (thinking)... turn on the electador.  It's hot!

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bike trail to dog beach

Saturday, August 14, 2010





Michael and I checked out the west end of the San Diego River bike trail from Morena Boulevard to Dog Beach in Ocean Beach. Not bad at all. A couple of transient "campsites" along the way. Great view of the mountains.
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