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Corn. I love corn.

When I was in college, my trips to the UP Physics Building often meant a chance to sneak out and buy a pack of Japanese Sweet Corn and bring it home. It tore a gaping hole in my backpack for sheer size and bulk, but hey, I was bringing three kilos of wholesome deliciousness home, so there.

Then there's grilled sweet corn at stands that dotted the campus. It seems my dad was one of the blessed few who were privy to their locations and hours.

And there's Hominy, or White Corn.

I love White Corn. It's got body and chewiness to it, and boiled long enough, it pops and puffs up and coagulates into a mushy porridge of deliciousness. Add some sugar and grated coconut, and you have some wonderful form of heaven-in-a-bowl called binatog. (Another wonderful recipe for yet another time.)
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I went out to do my wet market run earlier this week, and went home in sleepy-addled glee with a kilo of the stuff nestled in one of my bags. James and I ate well the morning after, and here's how we did so.

Hi, everyone. Meet Butler.

Butler's been part of our household ever since the earlier months of 2012. He's currently four or five months old, and weighs about four kilos.

I... guess that explains the picture, yes?

Butler does not mew. He yips. Like a puppy. and I think, a bit like a high-pitched Basenji.

He also has a thing for going after dangly things (that includes towel corners, watercress, and unhooked bras, oh my), talking to himself all by his lonesome, and being yaoi with Bandit.

He seems to enjoy being seme more than uke, but let's Bandit have his fun anyway. I love my yaoi boys.

Here's another shot of Butler, being all cute and sleepy:

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Hi everyone, and welcome to all-new, tasty-fresh, and piping-hot edition of Ureshii! It's been a while since my last ureshii post, and it's good to be back in the swing of things.

Things I am thankful for:

Sewing again. Aside from the eco-bags you've probably already seen, I've begun cannibalizing my own petticoat to re-sew and fit it according to Susan's measurements. For all the work I have cut out for her, she'll need the extra poof, not me.

Reminiscing with James about schoolyard treats and comics over a spaghetti breakfast. An assortment of candy, chibi Street Fighter stickers, plastic Ultraman inch-high figures, and twenty-peso comics that made our fingers smell of glorious dusty newsprint. Yeeeeeeeah, those were the days.

Spending time with lovely like-minded folk like Mary, Fai, and Arman talking about creativity, confidence, public opinion, and doing what you have to do, for you. I'm also very thankful for friends like TJ, Anton, Adrian, and Mezarc for pointing me to right direction and widening my creative "review of related literature".

Relishing two of Nick Bantock's books -- Griffin and Sabine: An Extraordinary Correspondence, and The Museum at Purgatory. Many, many thanks to Fai for letting me in on this new pleasure. Mr. Bantock has this gift for creating characters and telling stories through crafting almost anything he can set his mind to -- fake correspondence, tops, games, stamps, postcards, you name it. The Museum left quite an imprint on me, and I find myself wanting to tell stories with the same caliber that he does, in my own way.

Making a speech for PJ for her wedding day! Omigoshomigoshomigosh. So stoked! Again, take it way, Rainbow Dash.

Playing catch-up with my dad and grandmother on the telephone. It's been five months -- five months! -- since I last saw them. Talking to them and taking in their wisdom and experience is a balm to my soul.

The Avengers. Need I even say more? This movie, I like it. Another! Joss Whedon is our king.

~~I er, think I just became a Whovian.~~ I just became a Whovian! Woo-hoo! I have currently added Doctor Who to my roster of loved shows, and I am love-love-loving it! The Ninth Doctor is a pretty cool fellow, and I can't wait to see more of his adventures. I'm also looking forward to meeting the Tenth and the Eleventh! Bowties. Bowties are cool.

Aaaand, that's it for now. Allow me to leave you with the TARDIS, and may your adventures be ever amazing!

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*Psst. Plus points for getting the references in the list up yonder!

Three came around, one was given away.

Since there's quite a number of pictures to go through, I've arranged them in a little slideshow for easy viewing. I'm looking forward to making more bags from other colorful sacks.

Thanks, everyone, and hope you enjoy.

There’s a new city mandate going around in Pasig — No plastic sando (shopping bags) allowed.Heading into a grocery store will have you carrying out paper bags for smaller items, or large cardboard boxes for larger quantities. The fruit stalls near my place have also resorted to using non-handled plastic bags to carry your fruit in.

Me? I just detest having too much plastic around.