Well The Big Chill is back but it IS winter and I guess I'd rather bear with it than if it were too warm and icebergs were floating down the East River. Then I'd know the greenhouse effect is really upon us. I'm all for being eco-friendly with EVERYTHING!
I'm probably the last person left on the planet who hasn't seen AVATAR. I guess I am just lazy to walk the 9 blocks to the movie theater especially in this weather. I'd rather sit home and watch movies on my DVD player or on my laptop on Netflix which has practically most movies I'd like for free. So sue me!
I watched some figure skating last weekend and yes, corny of me I know, but I still love it. Remember when we all used to live to watch Holiday on Ice in Manila?! What did we know from ice skates and skiis. One afternoon, I decided I was going to do some iceskating of my own, so I took the hose and wet the garage floor in our house on San Marcelino Street, put on my roller skates (you know what's coming don't you) and did a twirl, slipped and landed on my face and cracked one of my front teeth! And I looked gorgeous already with braces on. I was about 13 and I would give Ugly Betty a run for her money. Anyway, when the braces finally came off at 15 or so, my dad had me go to the dentist to have that tooth capped. (The only tooth in my mouth that has a cap on it to this day.) But, of course, BEFORE capping it, it seems that when I cracked the tooth, the nerve got infected and I didn't know. So, the dentist had to cut the gum, drain it and I had a couple of stitches in - all this because I thought I was going to glide across my garage floor like a figure skater. When I got to New York, years later, I tried to ice skate ONCE (thinking how hard or how different could it be from roller skating) - hah! Joke on me. It was a catastrophe, so nix that winter sport. I also tried skiing while I lived in Spain. Went with a girlfriend to Andorra. The only thing I did well then, was get expertly off the t-lift at the top of the hill (the ski guy complimented me on that.) Anyway, again, how hard could this be, right? Wrong! Especially if one's skiis are way too long for petite me and there was a blizzard going on. Don't ask me how I got down that hill without killing myself but all I can say is that, from then on, let me just hang around the ski lodge and hope to run into Jean Claude Killey (Sp?). As you can see, and as I've said before....give me sun, sand, beach and palm trees. A sailboat and balmy breezes and I'm in heaven. Short of that, a nice swimming pool will do - thank you very much.
I was born on a hot tropical island in July - so let me watch the Winter Olympics on TV and pretend I'm Peggy Flemming or Michelle Kwan or watch Brian Boitano from the comfort of my couch. The only time I like the cold is by a cozy fire. The best fireplace I remember when a teen was the one at the Baguio Country Club or at my Aunt Trining Legarda's house in Baguio. My mother and I would sit by the fire after dinner and talk or listen to her favorite musical "My Fair Lady." Magic times those.