Behind a Father's Pride is a Baby!!!

Happy Birthday, Baby-Love!!!

2008-05-05T14:28:00.003+08:00

Yesterday was your 1st year of being here in this now delicate world...I hope we adults can get our act together and leave you with beautiful sunsets, refreshing rain, sweet, colourful flowers and more...

Happy 1st year, my ever dearest baby-love. Papa loves you so much!

I am sorry that I could not be with you yesterday...I did call you but you were still half asleep and I can only hear your whimpering...you made me smile even though I was sad.

While going home from an event, I kept humming this song...I don't know why...probably because I was thinking of the TFF and their album called The Hurting with a dejected-looking child on the cover...or is it the words "Angel" & "Woman-Child" or the promise of truthfulness?

"I won't keep secrets alive, I'll send them all out to space. Without the will to survive, they won't be going no place..."

I Love You!

You Are So Beautiful In My Eyes.

2008-02-09T16:19:00.000+08:00

Ain't That A Mouth-Watering Beauty! :-)

Miss you, Love!

The Leader of the Band is Gone.

2008-01-25T15:45:00.000+08:00

Easy-rocking singer-songwriter Dan Fogelberg, known for such '70s and '80s hits as "Leader of the Band" and "Same Old Lang Syne" died Sunday at his home in Maine, following a battle with prostate cancer. He was 56.
"Dan left us this morning at 6 a.m. He fought a brave battle with cancer and died peacefully at home in Maine with his wife Jean at his side," read a statement posted on the singer's Website. "His strength, dignity and grace in the face of the daunting challenges of this disease were an inspiration to all who knew him."
Fogelberg was diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer in 2004. He underwent hormonal therapy and achieved a partial remission but failed to completely eliminate the disease.

In a statement expressing his gratitude to his fans for their support following his diagnosis, Fogelberg said he found it "truly overwhelming and humbling to realize how many lives [his] music has touched so deeply all these years."

"I thank you from the very depths of my heart," he added.

Over the course of his career, Fogelberg released more than 20 albums, many of them going gold or platinum.

While his first album, 1972's Home Free, received only a lukewarm response from critics, his follow-up, 1974's Souvenirs, was a huge hit, catapulting him to stardom.

Perhaps his best-known album was 1981's The Innocent Age, which included his biggest singles, "Leader of the Band," "Same Old Lang Syne" and "Hard to Say."

His final album, Full Circle, was released in 2003, and featured a return to his folk-inspired roots of the '70s. It was his first album of original material in a decade.

Fogelberg was also known for his live performances and spent most summers on the road, either with a full band or as a solo acoustic act.

In 2002, fans showed their appreciation by selecting him to be one of the first 10 artists inducted into the Performers Hall of Fame at Colorado's Red Rocks Amphitheater.

Look What Too Much Computer Can Do To Your Eyes!

2008-01-22T18:41:00.001+08:00

That's The Way To Do It, Baby-Love!

Who's Afraid Of Technology, Huh?

Just Gotta Share This.

2008-01-16T14:12:00.001+08:00

Don't the dogs look so cute while the humans look fierce? :-)

An Exciting Moment In The Music World. Here's To Eternity, Arnel and JOURNEY!

2008-01-14T12:24:00.000+08:00

Neal Schon's, Journey's Founder, Discovery of Arnel Pineda.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=5nnNji6s3ck

Sick Bay

2008-01-13T13:22:00.000+08:00

My baby love's stricken by a viral infection. Her Mama says she's been coughing and having slight fever the past days, she already took her to the doctor. My baby love is tough, she is playful, still, says her Mama. Atta, girl!!!

She's not that fond of me but when I took her to the waters of Boracay for a dip, she clambered up to me! She was so afraid while I was ecstatic that, for the first time, she reached out to me!

I would carry her while her Mama takes a shower but when she sees her, man...she totally forget who's carrying her! I just love my baby-love! :-)

Miss yah, love!

An Exciting Moment In The Music World. Here's To Eternity, Arnel and JOURNEY!

2008-01-11T10:49:00.000+08:00

Arnel Pineda, 41, from the Philippines, with his new band, JOURNEY!

Band Announcements

Dec 05, 2007

JOURNEY WELCOMES ARNEL PINEDA
WITH “OPEN ARMS” TO THEIR FAMILY
AS THE BAND’S NEW LEAD SINGER

December 5, 2007 -- After much speculation…the wait is finally over.

JOURNEY--Neal Schon (guitar), Jonathan Cain (keyboards), Ross Valory (bass), Deen Castronovo (drums)--is proud to introduce fans all over the world to their new lead singer, Arnel Pineda (“pin-eh-da”). He replaces Jeff Scott Soto, who parted ways with the band earlier this year after stepping in for Steve Augeri, who had to leave the band in 2006 for medical reasons.

Arnel hails from Quezon City in the Philippines and has been singing Journey songs--in addition to original material--with his band, The Zoo, for the past couple of years in clubs all over his homeland. Joining the legendary band is a dream come true for him.
“It’s so exciting to sing with one of the best bands in the world. It’ll be a lot of hard work on my part and I’m actually looking forward to the scrutiny I’ll get from the hardcore JOURNEY fans. I know they’ll expect me to sound exactly like ‘the voice’ (Steve Perry), but that will never happen. I know there's only one Steve Perry in this world.”

When it was time for JOURNEY to look for a new lead singer, the internet came to their rescue. Guitarist Neal Schon wanted someone new to the music business, so he turned to YouTube. After finding Arnel singing “Faithfully,” he knew he had found the perfect frontman.

“I was frustrated about not having a singer,” explains guitarist Neal Schon, “so I went on YouTube for a couple of days and just sat on it for hours. I was starting to think I was never going to find anybody. But then I found The Zoo and I watched a bunch of different video clips that they had posted. After watching the videos over and over again, I had to walk away from the computer and let what I heard sink in because it sounded too good to be true. I thought, ‘he can’t be that good.’ But he is that good, he’s the real deal and so tremendously talented. Arnel doesn’t sound synthetic and he’s not emulating anyone. I tried to get a hold of him through YouTube and I finally heard from him that night, but it took some convincing to get him to believe that it really was me and not an imposter.”

Arnel Pineda picks up the story: “My friend Noel picked up the message on YouTube and told me it was from Neal. I thought it was a hoax so I ignored it. Noel said, ‘what if it really was Neal and he wanted to offer you the chance of a lifetime?’ So I e-mailed Neal back and the rest is history.”

“Arnel brings a soulful and passionate voice to JOURNEY,” continues keyboardist Jonathan Cain. “His personality is very well-suited to our music. He’s a sincere, authentic person with a great smile and a big heart. I think fans are really going to love him. With Arnel’s soaring tenor, Journey returns to our heritage sound.”

Schon agrees, “We feel reborn. I think there’s a lot of chemistry between the five of us. At first we were going to go into the studio and just write 4 songs, but now it’s escalated to a lot of great new and diverse material. The stuff sounds tremendous. Everyone’s so stoked about it. We feel very fortunate to have found Arnel.”

JOURNEY is currently working on a new album with legendary producer Kevin Shirley, which they hope to release by spring/summer 2008. Details will be announced early next year.

New Year Aftermath, a Splash in Boracay.

2008-01-07T16:38:00.001+08:00

Santi Marie, in Boracay, in her first bikini suit while Mama hides her figure! :-)

2008-01-07T16:32:00.000+08:00

Hey, Papa, I can't see the water. Is it under your belly?

2008-01-07T16:22:00.000+08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR TO ALL BLOGGERS!!!

PAPA CAME HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS AND HE TOOK ME & MAMA TO THE BEACH WITHOUT MY GRANDMA KNOWING IT! I LOVE MY PAPA!

Hello, old Blogger Pals!!!

Changing Language

2007-07-12T17:07:00.000+08:00

Raining here. Love it when it does. The world becomes more quiet and subdued it seems, must be the cool and calming effect of the breeze and the nostalgia that comes with the downpour. Got time to spare today, in fact, I can even sit down and really write down my thoughts at this very moment. I decided to adopt a new language! Poems, it will not be from now on but video posts, boring daily thoughts and anything I can get my mouse to nibble and share with the world. Sorry, love, Papa just ran out of poems to write.

:-)

Mama said you are starting to mumble some baby-words already! See you next month, love! Miss ya! Papa is a sad dawg thinking of you! :-(

Happy Parents We Are All!

2007-06-17T16:59:00.000+08:00

A Conversation on Fathers’ Day.

Happy Fathers’ Day, hon, rewarded yourself on this occasion?
You mean, with a pair of socks, a bottle of cologne or slip-ons?
I did buy me shirts weeks ago; I did not wait to shop for this day,
I needed new clothes and a pair of boxers, by the way.

I will have tea and some of those delicious cookies.
Your greeting is sufficient, but I do prefer your kisses.
Anyway, Happy Parents’ day to the both us, honey.
I bet the malls are jam-packed so I will just watch TV.

Hush, I know I am the best Daddy!
Sure, everyday is Parents’ day, honey!
Yes, you two are my baby!
Bye! Kisses to you and Santi!

To Every Mother.

2007-06-17T16:52:00.000+08:00

EVERYDAY IS MOTHERS’ DAY
(A Poem On Fathers’ Day. 06/17/07. gq)

She Nurtures.
Every Second of the Hour.

She’s House-Keeping.
Every Hour of the Morning.

She Gives Nutrition.
In the Morning ‘til the Afternoon.

She Hums Lullabies.
To Subdue Your Cries.
Every Second, She is in Action.
Papa is Away, He’s not Home.

She’s Alert
Every Minute.
Each Moment of Every Evening.
She’s Awake While You Are Sleeping.

Kiss Her. Hug Her. Tell Her YouLove Her.
Who Needs the Reminder?
She is Your Nurturer.
Every Day of the Year.
She is a Mother.

Phonecalls and Lullabies

2007-06-08T20:51:00.000+08:00

Your Mama declared over the phone,
She has been covering Lennon,
Quickly I had to ask her, “Hon,
Must you chant in the afternoon?”

She told me a lit’l while ago;
You wail at noon with gusto;
Said you’ve a terrible mood swing;
I asked, “Is it in synch with your singing?”

“Bah, you, humbug,” she retorted,
The afternoon rays do reach the bed;”
“I’ll get you a new curtain next time;
Maybe it’s the sun, the fault is mine.”

Hanging up, I asked,“Which song,
Is it a Lennon with an easy tune?”
She said you love Til There Was You.
“Ok, hon, but please don’t sing it like Yoko.” (06/06/07. gq)

You Are My Baby-Love.

2007-06-05T21:07:00.000+08:00

Papa thought he already knows what you’re going to be, honey;
And you will make us all proud;
I think I already know what to teach you;You should not be bashful, selfish, and loud;

Whatever fate will bestow on you; you shall get by.

Your prince could be a farmer’s son or with a castle;
No matter, you will be loved, my doll.
Though you’ve a captivating smile; you will still get hurt;
Pain, joy, sorrow and glee; that’s what life is all about.

Cry, laugh, smile and mope; but I know you’ll not lose hope.

Papa really knows for sure what to do, honey;
You will be loved, that’s what you’ll gonna be!

Mother Earth

2007-06-03T13:30:00.000+08:00

When I Grow Up

I’d like to play in the fields when I grow up, Papa;
Look for beautiful flowers and give it to Mama;
Roll in the grass and climb lovely tall trees;
Chase dragonflies and look for roses.

When it rains, would you still let me out,
Play with me and chase clouds?
What about the river, will it still be there?
I’ll ride piggy-back and we’ll go to it near.

Will the world still be the same when I grow up?
Will there still be crickets, moths and frogs?
How about the grass, will it still be green,
Will there still be tall trees that sway with the wind?

I’d like to see all these things when I grow up;
Especially the birds, the flowers and the doves.
Also, I’d like to get Mama some nice wild-roses;
I guess, it’ll go perfectly with your sweet, adoring kisses.

So let them keep the grass green and trees tall;
Make the air clean and rain fall.
I’d love to see, smell and feel all these, Papa;
When I grow up promise me, we will go play outdoors with Mama.

We Nailed 'em, Honey!

2007-06-01T10:19:00.000+08:00

Uncle Erik says you’ll never gonna wear a ballerina’s shoes;
Though you’re only a week-old, you already got big toes.

Hush, honey, your baldy uncle is just kidding;
He’ll probably be in the front row, cheering.

Dad says you don’t have my resemblance one-bit;
Though he never argued when I showed him your feet.

You see, honey, Papa’s a bit tall compared to them;
Your aunt says you might just become a beauty queen.

Your momma fears you might get my complexion;
But she has no choice, she also hates her skin tone.

Hush, honey, we’re all just amused looking at you;
We actually want to say, “Bravo, bravo!”

You see, honey, you are a very fine specimen; whenever I say you are so beautiful, everyone just says, “Amen!”

Heres Looking at You, Kiddo!

2007-05-30T10:12:00.000+08:00

These eyes, they have seen how unfriendly the world can get; but they have sparkled with love, my dear;
These eyes, they have shed tears; they have bulged in fear.

They have seen splendor known to mortals; they have been amazed and awed ;

The air we breathe has stung them;
They have enjoyed the setting sun.
These eyes, my dear; it thought it has seen Life.

All these time, I must have been pretending;

These eyes has seen awakening;
It is seeing Life’s unfolding.

Papa Sings Beatles To Me.

2007-05-28T18:48:00.001+08:00

“Golden slumber fills your eyes;
A smile awaits you when you rise;
Sleep, pretty darlin’ do not cry;
And I will sing a lullaby”
Beatles (George Harrison)

When's Baby Going to Pop-out, Honey?

2007-05-28T18:36:00.000+08:00

There was this Hollywood actor, who appeared in the cover posed like your Mama here,

She had no clothes on showing-off her bloated preggy belly;

And so she started a tradition, my dear; t'was an image mothers adore;

I say to you, honey, this is the worst pregnant pose, post-Demi Moore!

May 04, 2007. 06.02 a.m.

2007-05-28T17:29:00.000+08:00

SANTI MARIE

I looked at my watch when I heard the first cry; it was six o’ three;

I prayed to God it is you, yet, wondered at the same breath, whose baby could it be?

Three more cries and I was still waiting for the doctor to tell me, "Hey, you're a dad now!"

So, where the hell is she?

I was munching on a burnt toast when she came out of the delivery, “Congrats, isn’t she a beauty?”

Truly, she’s my Santi Marie!