Conniechiwa's Journals

i want this!!!

how cool is this?

your photo frame just turned high-tech! in this age of digital photography, they decided to invent a photo frame that displays all your favorite digital pictures slide-show style! think of it as a screen-saver on your photo frame....it's almost like having your laptop morph into a photo frame!

i discovered this item from linens n' things' flyer. its original price is supposedly $199.00, but they're selling it for half that price right now. it only needs your memory card attached at the back and then you can have it running your favorite photos on its own! it's a perfect center piece for special occasions too....like reunions, weddings and milestone birthdays.

check out the more specific details of this product:

Showcase all of your digital photos in bright, vivid colors. Set up a slide show and play directly from a memory card. The frame is light, portable and easy to use. A great companion for your digital camera and is an excellent way to show off your pictures to friends and family. Just pop in the memory card from your digital camera and your ready to show off all of your precious memories.

Features

* Bright 5.6" Active Color Screen
* Auto Start Slide show function
* Supports Photos up to 12M pixels
* Includes AC Adapter and Quick Start Guide
* No Computer Required, plays directly from memory cards
* Brilliant Color Display with adjustable contrast and brightness
* Automatic Slide show, Full-Screen Browse, and Thumbnail Browse Display modes
* Compatible with major memory cards (CF/SD/MD/MMC and MemoryStick)
* Model: NV-560

perfect for digital photography enthusiasts! (such as myself :P)

Y NOT DONATE TO "Y-ME"?

The Power of Pink takes to the streets with your favorite running shoes.

The Y-Me National Breast Cancer Organization is
celebrating Mother's Day with fund-raising walkathons
around the nation for a worthy cause. One of the
locations for this event is the Grant Park in Chicago,
where my dear cousin Robyn Besana will be
participating. Her race club is called "Walking for
Fun Club" which her mom formed in tribute to her
sister who died from breast cancer.

I have contributed to Robyn's team by donating online
through this link:
http://main.y-me.org/site/TR?px=1541575&pg=personal&fr_id=1120

My support is not only because she's a relative, but
because I know someone dear who is a breast cancer
survivor.

Please support my cousin Robyn's team by donating any
amount via the link above. Any amount will be greatly
appreciated. The website accepts major credit cards
and your generous donation will be tax deductible (A
printable receipt will be provided at the end).

Thank you in advance for your support! :)

stupid cupid

of course, just like most of them, he's MARRIED.

i found that out tonight. somehow, i'm not surprised. but i am a little broken-hearted. hehe.

i think i need chocolate.

confectionery confession

i bring chocolates to fill the candy bowl at work because i know this person likes chocolates, under the context of being generally generous to everyone who might want to satisfy a sugar craving.

if the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach, then mine is a weapon of mass diabetes. hehe.

i have a feeling he won't be eating those easter egg chocolates, though, because he's jewish.

oy vey...

pet peeve

one of the questions that i disdain being asked is, "do you have a boyfriend?"

what i hate even more is when the querent follows it up with "i know someone i'd like you to meet..." or "i have a single brother...he's really mabait!"

i know these people are trying to be philanthropists in the field of cupidology, but i think they should just mind their own business. i was confronted with this situation again tonight and i responded to the question by laughing out loud and stating, "i'm not interested."

then this family friend uttered a speculative comment, "you prefer whites, don't you?" when he thought i wasn't interested in being set up with a filipino prospect.

he doesn't understand that i'm not interested with the concept of being set up with random guys, or more specifically being selected as a guinea pig for an experiment of pairing up people who went to the same university.

bottom line: just mind your own business. "help" someone else, okay?

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today was a beautiful, sunny day. it was so nice outside that people were in t-shirts and in shorts and walking their dogs at the lake nearby. it felt like summer!

this gorgeous weather (which is unusual in the month of march) inspired me to actually clean up my ancient, borrowed car. i believe the last time it experienced a thorough vacuuming was more than a year ago. i was able to throw out other ancient stuff from the nooks and crannies inside the car, like receipts dating back to 2003. my efforts were rewarded with finding my long-lost personalized parker pen given by a good friend and sorority sister...there it was, stuck at the side of the front passenger seat. the car was also treated to a bath, personally given by me.

i bet if that car could talk, it would yell at me..."it's about time!"

P.S. my arm sling has been removed last week, but my shoulder still hurts.

idol!

it's another season of american idol and another filipino has made it to the final 24....jose "sway" penala from california.

being patriotic the way i was when i hooted and hollered for manny pacquiao not too long ago, i eagerly voted for the pinoy contestant via text messaging. i had voted three times for him, to be exact.

my girly, girly heart twirled and did cartwheels for this other guy, though...ace young. wavy, brown hair...dreamy eyes that make you melt, enchanting smile....as simon cowell put it, he's got the "X" factor. he's a pretty boy. pretty enough to be the fifth backstreet boy.

he sang george michael's "father figure" oh so coolly. and that look on his face as he ended his song? makes you want to call him "daddy." hehehe.

pardon my hormones. i have a weakness for pretty boys. problem is, they end up being "prettier" than me....if you know what i mean. :P

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i can write and type with my right hand now...but my shoulder still hurts. no huge arm movements for me still.

cherry crazy

it's midnight...do you know where your two daughters are?

at the third shoprite location hunting for the elusive limited edition hershey's kisses with cherry cordial creme.

the previous two shoprite branches my sister and i went to were disposing of their clearance valentine candies just like the last one, and the said chocolates were nowhere in sight.

"they just don't exist anymore," i told my frustrated sister. i have never seen nor tried that flavor of hershey's kisses. but seeing how determined my sister was in finding that dark pink-colored chocolate, i was convinced it must taste really good. after this third attempt, we finally gave up.

"you should have tried one, it tastes like heaven! everybody at work loved it!", she gushed.

they were able to sample this hershey treat when someone at work handed them out randomly to everyone.

how desperate is my sister? she wants to go to hershey park in pennsylvania just to be able to buy those chocolates. i suggested maybe target may have it, or costco. a friend of hers found those chocolates for sale in ebay.

i'm happy that my chocolate obsession is not as problematic, because cadbury's chocolate mini eggs are on the store shelves again this time of the year. five dollars for a huge bag, though. hehe. talk about splurging on sugar.

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i survived a week at work wearing my arm sling without endangering my shoulder. i only have one more week of having to bear with this contraption, then i'm supposed to undergo therapy.

my computer crashed recently, so all of my precious digicam photos are gone. i have been putting off the task of transferring them to archive CDs--and now it's too late. stupid virus.

dislocating your humerus is NOT humorous

friends, i had a freak accident early this morning when i woke up to feed our cat.

i fell down the stairs and dislocated my right shoulder. i'm right-handed, by the way.

"ouch" is a mild word for that.

i was rushed to the ER at the shriek of dawn...well, not rushed but carefully driven because the slightest road bump is absolutely painful to my disfigured arm. thank god i have a nurse for a mom who used a scarf as an improvized sling.

the doctor pulled my arm back into place. not a fun experience. now i'm wearing an arm sling which i will probably wear for 4 weeks. i'm forced to use my left hand now, which is quite a challenge. writing with it makes me feel like a toddler just beginning to learn how to write.

so kids, don't try this at home. always be careful when using the stairs, especially when it's wooden and you only have socks on.

por favor, show me the ecua-door...

i'm being hit on by the produce guy at our local shoprite.

and wait, let me clarify things here--he's not just some produce guy...he's the produce section supervisor. or something to that effect.

i am not imagining things. i hardly get this sort of attention from the male species. when i do, which is rare, something's weird about the guy. usually.

he popped out of nowhere while my grandparents and i were debating over the bananas to ask me if we were filipinos. at that point, i still considered it random stranger chitchat. but then my grandparents somehow insinuated that i was SINGLE, and then in a span of five minutes, he informs me about his name (pedro), his ethnic origin (ecuador), his summer hobby (painting) and his work schedule ("i work here until 3:30 PM"). and it wasn't just a handshake my hand dealt with, but his other hand on top of mine in the still-interlocked handshake. i was polite throughout the whole encounter, though, and made a mental note not to shop there again before 3:30 PM.

two months later, or specifically about two days ago, i accompanied my grandparents to some grocery-shopping at the same store. i was fully aware that since it was before 3:30 PM at the time, there was a great possibility i'd bump into el ecuadorian vegetable man. and just as i had feared, he sprouted out of nowhere like a garden of shiitake mushrooms to greet me and my grandparents. he also pointed out that the last time he "saw" me was about two months ago. what sharp memory. i secretly commend myself for avoiding him for that long, though. a friend commented that he's got stalker potential.

but i guess some vegetable necessities would inevitably call for daytime trips to shoprite. as long as he keeps his bananas in his pajamas...hehe.

birthday flu

twas the night before my birthday, and all through my nose, all the mucus was stirring, dripping like a hose!!!