Perfect Timing!

Randomly clicking on various blog entries via the topic page is basically how I get around the bloggersphere (I hear that’s a word. Haha. 😀 ) I’ve read loads of great entries on a variety of topics and I just feel so blessed to be among such amazing and talented people.

I’m not the quickest of thinkers. I can’t squeeze out an entry every single day. I like to put a little bit of thought into what I post so I don’t come off as someone who publishes stuff just for the heck of it. That being said, it takes me a while to write stuff down and eventually turn it into a blog entry.

I’ve asked a couple of people to throw some of their thoughts my way. I’d like to know what they want me to write about so I don’t have to do a self-analysis every freakin time. Unfortunately, love (aka the boyfriend project) is a topic I am completely unfamiliar with, sex (a topic a guy friend of my suggested) is out of the question and fashion is just not me unless you’d like to read about my tops that I tend to put on the minute they get back from the wash and my 2 pairs of denim jeans. So again I say… WHAT DO I WRITE ABOUT?!

I came across Andromache’s blog today and I was really interested in the last entry posted. This blog post could not have come at a better time because quite frankly, I’m stomped.


Day 01 : Something you hate about yourself.
Day 02 : 
Something you love about yourself.
Day 03 : 
Something you have to forgive yourself for.
Day 04 : 
Something you have to forgive someone for.
Day 05 : 
Something you hope to do in your life.
Day 06 : 
Something you hope you never have to do.
Day 07 : 
Someone who has made your life worth living for.
Day 08 : 
Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.
Day 09 : 
Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.
Day 10 : 
Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.
Day 11 : 
Something people seem to compliment you the most on.
Day 12 : 
Something you never get compliments on.
Day 13 : 
A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)
Day 14 : 
A hero that has let you down. (letter)
Day 15 : 
Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.
Day 16 : 
Someone or something you definitely could live without.
Day 17 : 
A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.
Day 18 : 
Your views on gay marriage.
Day 19 : 
What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?
Day 20 : 
Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Day 21 : 
(scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?
Day 22 : 
Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.
Day 23 : 
Something you wish you had done in your life.
Day 24 : 
Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)
Day 25 : 
The reason you believe you’re still alive today.
Day 26 : 
Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Day 27 : 
What’s the best thing going for you right now?
Day 28 :
 What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?
Day 29 : 
Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.
Day 30 : 
A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself.


So there… That’s the Blog Project. 30 days of honest entries and hard hitting facts. I’ve decided to take this challenge on though I don’t promise to be consistent about my postings. Who knows, I may just get hit by the train of thought (who currently seems to be eluding me for some reason) and end up writing something AWESOME or most likely, just something completely random but still totally ME . Regardless, I’ll do my best to rock this list. 🙂


Every creator painfully experiences the chasm between his inner vision and its ultimate expression.  The chasm is never completely bridged.  We all have the conviction, perhaps illusory, that we have much more to say than appears on the paper.”

~Isaac Bashevis Singer

See you all on the flip side! 😀 CHEERS!


No shame in being POTTER-fied!!!

It was approximately 13 years ago when I first picked up Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. Being a 10 year old kid (at the time) of a Mom who flies to and from London almost every year, I always, ALWAYS looked forward to the little presents she’d bring back. 23 years later (which is my current age. My brother apparently thinks I should make my age clearer), she has yet to disappoint (which I doubt she will.) The first 3 books of the Harry Potter series however, was probably one of, if not THE BEST gift she ever brought back.

I’m a Harry Potter kid and I hold no shame in that. Some of my friends call me geeky or nerdy. At the beginning, I would have Petrificus Totalus-ed the hell out of them but I’ve learned to live with it. 🙂 I don’t really get what the big whoop is anyway. Some people love Anime, some people are Trekies and there are the Star Wars Nerds (which I am a part of as well) but Harry Potter is, by far, my biggest obsession.


Do I re-read the series? HELL YEAH! It’s still my favorite of the bunch. Yeah I love to read and I’ve gone through quite a few books in my time (including a handful of great series) but HP still holds a special place in my heart. 😀

That being said, I’m embarrassed to say that it took me almost 4 years after the release of the last Harry Potter book to actually pick up that final novel. We bought the book the first week it was released and yet I read it just before Deathly Hallows Part 1 came out in theatres. My brother (an equally emphatic Potter lover) literally started reading the minute the novel fell into his clutches. I, on the other hand, refuse to succumb to temptation. Little by little, spoilers started popping up here and there. By the end of the 1st month, I basically knew the gist of the entire book.

Was I disappointed? Not really. I can’t expect the whole world to stop spinning just because I refused to pick up that final book. Besides, I’d like to think that I interpret things a tad bit differently than other people so I may just dig up something from the story that others haven’t (this was the arrogant side of me.) If you’re curious to find out if I did find something amazingly new… The answer would be… Probably not. Haha. 😀

Fellow Potter lovers asked me why I put off reading the book for so long. In all honesty, I put it off because I refused to let that era end. Yes it ended world-wide but, maybe if I didn’t read it, time would stop for me and this particular part of my life would freeze. The kid in me (actually, even the adult side of me) refused to let go. Unfortunately, my postponing of the last novel did not stop Dobby from dying nor did it bring Dumbledore back to life. The world went on and somewhere along the way, I realized that I had to too. So a week before the movie was due out, I picked up the book and I started to read.


Tears were spilled and my heart ached not just because of untimely deaths but because of the inevitable end to my personal Wizarding World. I felt like I was losing a part of myself that I was trying so hard to hang on to. I was losing so much more than just a book. I was letting go of the thing that gave so much life and excitement to my imagination. I was parting ways with these fictional characters I’ve come to label as friends. 😦

To J.K. Rowling I say, thank you for filling my head with all of these fantastic thoughts. They may be fictional (or are they?! 😛 ) but they’ve become part of some of my best childhood memories. Thank you for being such a wonderful blessing.

To Harry, Ron, Hermione and the rest of the gang I say, thank you for taking me with you on all of your adventures (as if you had much of a choice.) I’ve grown up imagining your world and, at some point, I wanted to live in it with all of you. Thank you for giving me such joy in the simplest of things and for highlighting how important family and friends are in life. It’s been a great ride and I will forever be grateful.

This isn’t a goodbye. Years from now, if and when I am blessed with my own kids, they’ll get to share in Harry’s adventures too. By that time I’m sure authors will think of some other character to fill their pages and they’ll be some other world so fantastic that it’ll fill the dreams of the next generation. For me though, it’ll never change…

It’ll always be HARRY POTTER. 😀

Harry Potter: Is this all real..? Or is it just happening inside my head?

Professor Dumbledore: Of course it’s happening inside your head, Harry. But why then should it mean that it’s not real?”

For my special little people who are slowly growing up…

I’ve always wanted a little sister. Don’t get me wrong. My not-so-little brother is the sunshine of my life (a cliché I know but he is) and he and I are inseparable but, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a mini-me of sorts.

Being the eldest cousin on both sides, (although I have yet to be blessed with one on my Mom’s side) I thought I’d be able to dote on my younger female cousins. Unfortunately, certain complicated circumstances have gotten in the way (but I won’t get into that now) so I haven’t been given that opportunity until recently.

By that time, Lea (female cousin #1) and her brother Andre migrated to New Zealand so I wasn’t really able to spend so much time with either of them.



I was able to form some sort of bond with Eena (female cousin #2) and her little sister Euha (female cousin #3) but, as luck would have it, they migrated to Dubai late last year.



I’m now left with Issa (female cousin #4) and her older brother Marvin whom I have yet to connect with on a deeper level (hopefully we get to do that soon yeah? 🙂 )



and Erika (female cousin # 5) who is probably the closest to me at the moment.



This entry was born out of the sudden need for me to impart some of my knowledge (No matter how measly they may be) to my younger cousins. Because we aren’t able to speak face to face, I shall let the power of modern technology work to my advantage.

Know that I write this full of hope for each of your futures and with love for every single one of you.  


  • Always have a good head on your shoulders.

You are all so amazingly talented and incredibly blessed. Stay humble and stick to the values your parents have worked so hard to instil in you. You’ll never go wrong if you remember to always be grateful to every single person who has helped and supported you along the way.


  • Learn to make your own decisions.

You don’t always have to do what other people tell you to. (Your parents being the exemption) You’ve learned all the essentials, now you have to act on them. Don’t ignore what other people have to say but don’t allow them to dictate your life either. It’s YOUR life so live it the way you see fit.  As you grow older, you’ll learn to tell the difference between right and wrong. Granted, making mistakes is a part of life but, try to lean towards doing what’s good and proper. You’ll end up loving yourself for it.


  • Always aim for the best. (from Kuya Jong)

Don’t be contented with mediocrity because once you do, you’ll end up settling and never aiming for perfection. Keep working and aiming for something better. There’s no other way but UP! 🙂


If we do not strive to improve ourselves,                 

We cease to be perfect.”

-Kuya Jong

(Yes my brother is a geek but he’s a lovable one. :D)


  • Learn to live in the moment.

Planning things is great but there are times when you have to be spontaneous. Life’s no fun when you’ve planned out every single detail of it.


  • You don’t always have to care about what other people think.

You’re not always going to agree with every Tom, Dick and Harry that you meet. Don’t let that bug you. What matters is that you’re happy with yourself and with the choices you make in life. Trust me, being normal isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. 😉


  • Venture out of your comfort zones. Write your own stories.

You can’t always hide behind Mommy and Daddy. There’s no doubt that your parents will move heaven and earth for you guys (I know mine does) but you have to learn to do things for yourself and make your own bloopers in life. It’s okay to act a little goofy sometimes. Trying new things is the only way you’ll be able to discover yourself. 😀


  • (For my female cousins) Play hard to get.

You’re all so beautiful and any guy would be lucky to get a second look from any of you. You’re at that age when you start crushing on boys (Although your parents would strongly disagree) and having those boys crush on you right back. Don’t be in a rush girls. You’re all so young and there’s a lot more to think about than boys. You’ll get there soon enough (to the horror of your Dad’s) but for now, enjoy the beauty this world has to offer you and continue exuding your AWESOMENESS. 🙂


  • Learn to forgive and move on.

Mistakes are human. Don’t expect people to always do the right thing. If someone ends up hurting you, learn to forgive. It won’t do you any good to have negative feelings fester and boil inside you. You’ll end up hurting others as well as yourself.


  • Dream beautiful and DREAM BIG.

Life is yours for the taking! Dream about everything wonderful and aspire for the world.


“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
 Life is beauty, admire it.
 Life is a dream, realize it.
 Life is a challenge, meet it.
 Life is a duty, complete it.
 Life is a game, play it.
 Life is a promise, fulfill it.
 Life is sorrow, overcome it.
 Life is a song, sing it.
 Life is a struggle, accept it.
 Life is a tragedy, confront it.
 Life is an adventure, dare it.
 Life is luck, make it.
 Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
 Life is life, fight for it.”

– Mother Teresa




CARPE DIEM my loves! I love all seven of you with every fiber of my being. I can’t wait to share in all of your adventures.

The Cousins plus Tito Alan and Tita Mikay (Sadly, no Lea and Andre)

At a loss for words…

I started this blog 2 months ago not really expecting to be recognized for it (except probably by my family) so being nominated for this award really means the world to me.


How this award works:

  • In a post on your blog, nominate 7 fellow bloggers for The Versatile Blogger Award.
  • In the same post, add the Versatile Blogger Award.
  • In the same post, thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link back to their blog.
  • In the same post, share 7 completely random pieces of information about yourself.
  • In the same post, include this set of rules.
  • Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination by posting a comment on each of their blogs.

I’d like to thank Abee for the nomination! She’s actually the first person I ever followed on wordpress. 🙂 You guys should seriously check out her blog. She takes AH-MAZZING photos and she LOVES food (just like ME! :D) Thanks again Abee!

Okay… So 7 Random Things About Me:

  1. I love to bake. It’s a fairly expensive hobby so I only do it on certain occasions.
  2. I try to paint. I enjoy it immensely but it doesn’t always come out the way I pictured it in my mind. 😛 I do have an abstract painting that I made hanging up on a wall in our house.
  3. I LOVE tea! I usually put milk and sugar in it though so it’s not the healthiest of options. 🙂
  4. I think 7 and 11 are my lucky numbers. My brother and I were both born on November 7th (And no, we’re not Twins) and something good or interesting always seems to happen on the 7th of every month (I keep track!) 🙂
  5. I adore kids. I love being able to teach them and I love learning from them as well. They always say the silliest things that, oddly enough, make perfect sense. 🙂
  6. I love the ocean and the creatures that live in it! I always try and catch the shows that feature any of the two or both on National Geographic and Discovery Channel.
  7. Love cannot even begin to describe what I feel about books! It’s become more of a passion than anything else.

Now I’m not entirely sure if I’m allowed to nominate those that already have the award but I think I’ll take my chances. It’s kinda like the Grammy’s or the Oscar’s right? The more awards you get, the more AWESOME you are. 😀

  1. Becky
  2. Brit
  3. Katy
  4. Nisha
  5. Valerie

The last two people on my list are very near and dear to my heart. I both know them personally and I’m nominating them not because I’m biased or anything but because I truly believe that the words of these two people should be shared with the world. 🙂


  • Lesley  – Lesley is one of my closest friends. She writes mostly in Filipino so it’s unfortunate for those of you who can’t read and/or understand it. She’s an absolutely amazing writer though so if and when they decide to put a translate button for Filipino, you should seriously check out her page. 🙂


  • Isa – On my very first entry, I mentioned someone that inspired me to start my own blog. Well, that would be Isa. 🙂 She is truly gifted and you’d be missing half of your life if you didn’t stop by to read what she has to say. She has such a beautiful way of looking at life and of sharing her love with the rest of the world. She truly is a remarkable writer.


With that… I’d like to say THANK YOU once again to Abee for the nomination of this award and here’s to hoping this will be the start of many more unexpected blessings! CHEERS! 😀

Tempting JAWS!

One of the biggest (and probably craziest) dreams I have is to be given the chance to swim in the ocean with one of these little guys…




I don’t really care what specie I get to swim with. I just hope it’s nothing too teeny tiny like a Lollipop Catshark (Yes… I did my research! *clap, clap*… And for the record, I seriously doubt if you can put this shark on a plastic stick and cover it with sugar) and nothing too insane  like a Tiger Shark or a Great White (Although, cage diving with those two species is a whole ‘nother story) 😀

My Mom and my Grandmother both think I’m a little cooky in the head but hey… HOW COOL WOULD IT BE TO SWIM WITH SHARKS?! 😀 Yeah they’re meaties but I’m kinda hoping they choose something like a tuna or a seal instead of moi. Then again, they may just think I’m some sort of whale so there is a slight chance they’ll stay away. Haha. 🙂

To answer the question that I’m sure is running through your mind… No I’m not crazy. (Sorry to disappoint) I am, however, undoubtedly fascinated by these creatures. I think they are one of the most beautiful animals in the world.

I’ve actually come within touching distance of several Whale Sharks when I was much younger. I remember it being surprisingly gentle for something so unbelievably massive. If I were only older when that happened, I’d probably have a photo with these giants. *sigh*




I’m sure most people (If not all) have a fear of sharks. I certainly do. I’m fascinated to no end by them but they still scare me to death. As I said earlier, I’m not crazy. If I were in the middle of the ocean and all I could see were blue waves and no bottom, my first instinct WOULD NOT be to jump into the water.

I’m not throwing safety out the window just yet people. Contrary to popular belief, I still have some sanity left in me 🙂 If AND WHEN I do get to swim with my little sharky friends, it’ll be with professional divers and most likely, it’ll be in some sort of group so that the sharks will have more options. KIDDING! 😀

What is living without a few risks right? 🙂


“Most people can do extraordinary things if they have the confidence or TAKE THE RISKS. Yet most people don’t. They sit in front of the telly and treat life as if it goes on forever.”

– Philip Andrew Adams


Don’t let life pass you by. There are only so many chances that will be given. CHEERS TO ALL OF YOUR FUTURE ADVENTURES! 😀




The Lesser of Two Evils…

A friend of mine once asked me a question that I thought was fairly stupid at the time. He asked, “If I were to choose between regret and anger, which emotion would I rather allow myself to feel?” Granted, the skies were a tad dark that day and the ambience did leave something to be desired but, posing a question like that seemed unnecessary and, quite frankly, a bit annoying. Why on earth would I want to contemplate a query like that?!

Unfortunately, I found myself pondering the question and eventually, I began a mental list of the things I did regret and the things that made me want to sit in a corner and plot the downfall of the person who hurt me.

True, there are tons of other emotions to take into account:

  1. Pain can be so powerful that it consumes you, but in the end, it turns out to be nothing but a wound, it aches at times but eventually, it heals.
  2. Loneliness is painful but then again, you’re lonely because you choose to be so. If you let someone into your life, you’ll find that this world isn’t such a sucky place after all.
  3. Happiness can be amazing but  it has its ups and downs. Sometimes, that feeling of elated invincibility is short lived. Still, you learn to get past that and move on.
  4. Fear is ever present but you are always given a choice to run away or confront it.

Regret and anger, however, can linger and gnaw at the back of your mind until you finally decide to let it go.

Like any other person, I’ve had to live with both regret and anger. I love my life and am truly grateful for all the blessings but, there are still some instances in the past that I wish I could do over.

  • There are some choices I wish I didn’t make and opportunities I allowed to slip from my grasp.
  • There were some words I wish I could take back and thoughts I should have voiced out but ended up keeping them to myself.
  • So many hours wasted on frivolous things and so little time spent actually being productive.
  • So many temper tantrums that should have been suppressed and arguments that could have been avoided but ended up exploding in my face.

“Such is life… You can never really get everything you want…”

I may be all happy and bubbly most of the time but sometimes, the other feelings, those I’d rather keep hidden, seep through the cracks of the walls I’ve tried to put around to isolate it.

  • I feel bad when I get shunned away or when I’m made to feel unimportant.
  • I get offended when I’m being told snippets but, the bigger picture is always kept under lock and key.
  • I get upset when my statements get twisted and words are being shoved into my mouth.
  • I feel horrible when I’m singled out from a group of people I’ve labelled as my friends.

Basically, I’m like everyone else. Yes we’re all unique and quirky in our own little way but we’re all wired pretty much the same. That’s what makes us human.

I’m not perfect and I don’t claim to be anything close to perfection. The thing is, Yes we learn from our mistakes but why do we always have to make that an option?! If we can avoid the little blunders, then why don’t we?

In truth, I’m probably more wary of Anger than I am of any other emotion. Yes regret eats you up but the thing is, it’s in the past. You can whine and groan all you want but it won’t do you any good. The best you can do is cry it out and find a way of living life and making up for your frustrations. If it’s actually worth doing, you won’t care how long it takes or how rough the roads will be.


Anger however, can lead to revenge and you end up doing something drastic that ultimately hurts everyone involved, including yourself. You have to remember… Once the moment’s gone and the damage has been done, you can’t take it back. The question is… can you live with yourself after that?


So the answer to the question, “Anger or Regret, which one will it be?” I’d opt for none, obviously. Unfortunately, that choice was never presented. Instead, if i really had to choose, I’d choose regret. Like I said, regret is lingering but the outcome can be changed depending on what path you decide to take. If at the road’s end I find myself wanting, I hurt nobody else and can blame no one else but myself.

“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed doors that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”

– Alexander Graham Bell

Don’t let life pass you by just because you can’t allow yourself to let go of the past. There are so many beautiful things about the world that are right in front of you. All you have to do is choose to see them. 🙂

Maybe not today… but SOMEDAY!

I’m 23 years old and I’ve never been in love. How’s that for a beginning statement to a Valentine’s Day post?! CatchyI’ll say. True? Most definitely. I thought I was in love at some point though. I got that similar feeling of butterflies, saw the heavens open, heard the choir of angels burst into song and created illusions of happily ever afters.  There was only one thing different; time passed and sadly, so did “love”. Again I was left alone and wanting.

I’m no hypocrite. To say that I’ve never looked with envy at happy couples sharing private jokes and stolen moments would be a lie. Sometimes I wish I had that. That feeling of longing magnifies tenfold on Valentine’s Day. Another year passed and another day of hearts spent twiddling my fingers and looking up at an empty sky (Coincidentally, Valentine’s this year was a tad rainy so the whole empty sky comment wasn’t me trying to sound all deep.)

I spoke with a friend a while back and he asked about the state of my heart. I looked at him and replied “It’s still in there. I haven’t given it away just yet.” He looked at me and said, “In all your 23 years, you’ve never once given a piece of it to anyone?” I figured the incredulous look on his face was a joke so I just said, “Nope. Not yet.” Feeling a bit uncomfortable with the conversation, I was hoping he’d let it go but as luck would have it, he had one last thing to say, “Well Honey, you better hurry. Love doesn’t put up posters on every block. If you miss your chance, it’s gone forever.” That made me think… Did I really miss my shot at love? Was I destined to wallow in self-pity, never to experience the joy of a heart thudding for someone else?! At that point, all I could think about was how I couldn’t become the old woman spilling out of a couch surrounded by 12 cats. I don’t even like cats…

I was feeling fairly disheartened and decided to jot it down, lest I forget about my depression. (Lord knows how terrible that would be… Hello sarcasm) I figured, at the very least, maybe I could make a good story out of it. By chance, I stumbled upon an entry I wrote a few years ago.

I think I’ve mentioned a while back that I’m a music student. I major in voice and sometimes I sing for special occasions like birthdays, weddings etc. The entry was about a birthday party that I was privileged enough to perform at. It was a lovely and intimate gathering with only the closest friends and family. There was a host, Annette, who saw to the perfection of the event. She handed me a song list and ordered me to stick by it. I went over the list, smiled at the band and began to sing.

About 3 songs before the end, Annette hobbled (Yes hobbled. She banged her shin on one of the corner tables) towards me and whispered, “Do you know the song TWO WORDS by Lea Salonga” to which I replied an ecstatic “Yes!” (Because I absolutely love the song) “When I give you the signal, start singing it okay.” This was apparently the part where the birthday boy took center stage and danced with his partner.

As I sang, I watched a relatively old couple sway to the melody of the music. It was the instrumental part of the song when, to my surprise (and apparently to the rest of the room as well,) the old man started speaking, his voice bouncing off the walls of the room. (He apparently had a wireless microphone taped somewhere) He said, and I quote, “I have been lucky enough to share the 1st half of my life with the woman who made me a man. Now, at 56, I am even more blessed to meet the woman who has turned me back into a lovesick boy.” He slowly gets down on one knee and says, “This boy would now like to ask you to spend the remaining years of his life with him. Will you marry me?”

The reactions were as expected. There was not a dry eye in that room. I had to turn to the band and ask them to loop back to the instrumental just so I could have a minute to compose myself. By the end of the song, everyone was cheering and clapping and clinking wine glasses. Annette introduced us (The band and I) to the happy couple. It turns out, the man was married once before but was a widower at the age of 41. The woman was a very close friend of the man’s wife and she said that falling in love with him was completely unexpected. As they retold their story, I could see how transparent their love was for each other. Not in the mushy kind of way though. In my opinion, that’s the best kind of love. You don’t have to flaunt it for other people to know it’s there. D

So, yeah… At 23, I’m still single but I’m enjoying what life has to offer. Do I want a special someone to share Valentine’s Day with? Of course I do. And I know someday… I’ll find the Shrek to my Fiona. 😀

So for now, I’m happy spending Valentine’s Day trying to surprise one of my bestest friends on her birthday. 🙂









I’m happy sharing a meal with my Mom and brother and splitting dessert at the end. 😀



I’m glad I can act goofy and silly on Valentine’s Day. In the end, it’s really all about being happy with where you’re at in life. I may not have Prince Charming banging on my door just yet but, maybe he’s just waiting for the perfect time to sweep me off my feet. 🙂


“Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.” 

– Carrie Bradshaw


Here’s to hoping you all had an amazing Valentine’s Day! Here’s to hoping every year will be better than the last! CHEERS! 😀