To SC and Back
I was out of state for a week. We took advantage of the kids' spring break and off we went to Dillon, South Carolina to try to find a place where Dean could start a new business. We did find a couple of commercial places for lease and some good auction houses from where my husband could get his merchandise.
The business potential looked promising. So we did the next step -- finding a house to rent. Pero nasuyod na namin ang buong Dillon pati na neighboring counties. The problem was we couldnt find at least a 3-bedroom house. A four-member family like us cant live in a 2-bedroom house especially with my fast growing kids.
Anyways, before we'd totally run out of funds we decided to come back to Florida. It was a very long and exhaustive trip. For the kids it was agonizing. We're praying hard that GOD reveals to us where He wants us to go -- whether to stay in Florida or move to a different state. Dean and I both want to move.
Abangan na lang ang susunod na kabanata.
I finally met my cousin, Gladys on our way to SC. She lives in Melbourne, FL.
At the Welcome Center of Georgia. We stopped there to stretch and make "deposit" in the bank este... bathroom.
For dinner I made ginisang munggo and fried daing (a dried fish split from the back). When the table was set I called my kids. I was making their Kool-Aid drink when I heard my kids fussing about the daing.
Marc : woooh ... what kind of fish is that?
Marielle: (with confidence) It's called Twin fish.
Marc : Twin fish?
Marielle : Yeah. See they're stuck together and they look alike!
Me : You mean their Siamese twins.
Marielle : Something like that.
There goes another one that made me laugh non-stop and Marielle was like ... "ok, what's funny Mom?" Actually, my kids havent acquired the taste for daing or tuyo yet when they left the Philippines. Marielle liked the alamang but only when she ate it with manggang hilaw.
Before I end this post, here's a daing joke I found on the internet.
A hapless first time traveler to U.S. customs officer in San Francisco airport: “dat?, dat sir is daing…”. Customs officer to hapless first time traveler: “honey, that ain’t dying, that there is dead!”
The business potential looked promising. So we did the next step -- finding a house to rent. Pero nasuyod na namin ang buong Dillon pati na neighboring counties. The problem was we couldnt find at least a 3-bedroom house. A four-member family like us cant live in a 2-bedroom house especially with my fast growing kids.
Anyways, before we'd totally run out of funds we decided to come back to Florida. It was a very long and exhaustive trip. For the kids it was agonizing. We're praying hard that GOD reveals to us where He wants us to go -- whether to stay in Florida or move to a different state. Dean and I both want to move.
Abangan na lang ang susunod na kabanata.
I finally met my cousin, Gladys on our way to SC. She lives in Melbourne, FL.
At the Welcome Center of Georgia. We stopped there to stretch and make "deposit" in the bank este... bathroom.
What Kind of Fish?
For dinner I made ginisang munggo and fried daing (a dried fish split from the back). When the table was set I called my kids. I was making their Kool-Aid drink when I heard my kids fussing about the daing.
Marc : woooh ... what kind of fish is that?
Marielle: (with confidence) It's called Twin fish.
Marc : Twin fish?
Marielle : Yeah. See they're stuck together and they look alike!
Me : You mean their Siamese twins.
Marielle : Something like that.
There goes another one that made me laugh non-stop and Marielle was like ... "ok, what's funny Mom?" Actually, my kids havent acquired the taste for daing or tuyo yet when they left the Philippines. Marielle liked the alamang but only when she ate it with manggang hilaw.
Before I end this post, here's a daing joke I found on the internet.
A hapless first time traveler to U.S. customs officer in San Francisco airport: “dat?, dat sir is daing…”. Customs officer to hapless first time traveler: “honey, that ain’t dying, that there is dead!”
