Frolicking about with my brother and cousins in Baguio

My mom and I were looking through old photos today.

Our family will be hosting this year's Cada Family reunion in Umingan, Pangasinan. That'll be more or less 100 adults and 50 or so kids (until high schoolers). One of the stuff we're going to do is show a not-so-formal slide presentation of photos from the previous years. Thus the photo hunt.

Looking through photos, as many probably already know, is fun. Okay, so it can get tiring at one point (especially if you're sifting through a hundred gazillion photos over the last 20 years) but it still triggers flashbacks, laughter, and exclamations of "Ack! Big 80s hair! Away, away!!!!"

Read full post...Admit it: you might not enjoy organizing photos, but looking at them (whether organized or no) is enjoyable (especially if you're in them).

I dunno what we were doing, but it looks like we were having fun

My mom and I enjoyed ourselves today. There were times when my mom would say, "Remember that photo of you and your brother and your cousin Tom skating in the park?" or something similar and equally detailed. And then I would go, "We went skating in the park?" But my mom would remember nearly each photo she took. We didn't find some photos at first, but when we finally unearthed them in the deep recesses of my room (I didn't even know it was there!) I was simply amazed at my mom's memory. Just amazing. And looking at them pictures gave me a really nostalgic feeling. (Mixed with wishful thinking that someday I would be as good a photographer as my mom is.)

Looking through those photos were awesome. Since we were looking at family photos, I was reminded of how great it is to have a family like mine. (It also made me feel slightly guilty that I still haven't fully mastered all the names of my many cousins and nieces and nephews).

Bubble fun with Tim and Sarah

There were some pictures that I didn't even remember existed. Some photos were long-lost and presently found. But, and let me quote from a previous post, lessons from a manual camera, "...every shot has a story. [E]very moment is a kodak (or agfa, fuji, whatever) moment."

Monday, October 31, 2005

they said I was an only child

But, no. For once blogthings went wrong. But the description is fairly accurate, maybe... I just don't get why they said I could be an only child. What are youngest children supposed to be like?

You Are Likely an Only Child

At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated. At work and school, you do best when you're organizing. When you love someone, you tend to worry about them. In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic. Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management. You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.

The Birth Order Predictor