10 Second Kiss. Got one today?

I watched Oprah one afternoon and the topic really jumped out. It was about the Science of Sex, and it discussed a lot of aspects. One of which was on how MONEY affects and influences our judgement on people's physical appearance. The experiment involved 3 pictures of 3 different (Caucasian) men. Each man had a close up and a whole body photos. and Let's call them A, B and C.
A was veerrry handsome. He had dreamy eyes, brown hair, and hot bod. Women gave him a 9 on the scale from 1 to 10.
B was a pretty good looking. Not as hot as A, but he was attractive as well. Women gave him a 6 or 7.
C was just okay. But compared to A and B, he was below average. Women gave him a 4 or 5.

Now, along side the pics, there were some fake info about them: their jobs and their salaries.
A was given a job as a waiter and making USD23,000 a year. And after reading this info, women gave him a 4 on the scale from 1 to 10.
B was given a job as a music producer and making USD108,000 a year. Then women gave him a 7 or 8.
And C was given a job as a CEO of a hi-tech company, and making USD203,000. And women gave him an 8 or 9.

I find this very interesting, and I don't think I would rate those men any different. I'm not a gold digger (right, hun? RIGHT? hehehe), but come to think of it, I think women in general do need some securities from the men they're marrying to. It's a pretty simple and natural equation: women need the securities for the sake of the procreation. Men don't need to be filthy rich (altho that would be an added bonus. hehehe), but women want men who can provide for them and their children.

Another matter that Oprah mentioned, was about physical contact. They had an experiment on kissing. Not just a peck like you would give your mother, but a real passionate 10 second kiss! They said that getting a 10 second kiss would boost closeness to your partner physically and spiritually. So afterwards, I gave it a try, and you know what? The kisses worked wonders! It may sound kinda silly, but I felt more connected with my hubby, and I just couldn't stop thinking about him. While tending to Logan or doing laundry, I felt like I missed him more than usual. Crazy, ain't it? But I liked it!

So, people, get your 10 second kiss from your partner today! :)

Kids Say The Darnest Thing

It started with me taking my almost-three-year-old son to the ENT (Otologist... an ear doctor) on Friday. I was worried that there was an infection or some sort that was making his ears itchy and rather smelly. So away we went to see this Doctor in Ciranjang hospital that specializes in Ear Nose and Throat (ENT) To my surprise, Logan was behaving very well. He didn't scream or cry at all. He just sat there on my lap and waited patiently for the Doctor to finish his examination. I was very relieved to know that there was no infection, but just some buildups that made his ear cannals itchy and rather smelly. But we had to go back on the following Monday for cleaning. Meanwhile, I had to put some ear drops 3 times a day to soften the ear wax.

Monday came, and I took Logan to the hospital again for cleaning. Since I was afraid that he might be scared of the cleaning process, I told him many times that the Doctor was going to clean his ears. But I guess I didn't give him a more thorough explanation. So when the Doctor stuck his tools inside Logan's ears to suck out the wax, Logan went crazy. He was so angry, he kept yelling "Go away! Go away from me!" on top of his lungs. I tried to calm him down, and explained what was going to happen. But I guess it was too late. In the end, we had to secure him by holding him tightly so the Doctor can do his thing. Thankfully, the process only took less than a minute, and everything went ok. The next 15-20 minutes was rather hurtful for me. I'd never seen Logan angry like that before. Although he was not hurt physically (the process didn't hurt at all), I knew he was rather shaken by the whole thing. My reaction was to calm him down, and explained that we had to do that for his own good. I even apologized to him for not explaining the process thoroughly. After he calmed down, everything was ok. Or so I thought...

The following day was rather busy for me. I took Logan to his 2nd week of school, and to my surprise, he cried when he knew I wasn't around, whilst on his 1st he did not. I told my hubby what happened at school when he got home from the office. And after hearing me out, he then told me that Logan was still mad at me that evening even though I took him to the Doctor in the morning. It was when my hubby bathed Logan, he asked Logan if he was still angry at me, and he said yes. :(

I couldn't really digest what my hubby told me cuz I was on my way to choir practice. But on the way home, I kept thinking and thinking about it. And I just realized that even though my son is just almost 3 years old, he already has the ability to feel. I mean I knew he has feelings and all that, but I just never took it to my account that he could feel anger... or maybe disappointment ... or betrayal... that long. I always thought that he was just a small kid... a baby, rather. But since that day, I realized that my baby... is growing up...

A New Beginning

What a great way to kick off the new year: blogging. I kinda surprised myself with this idea, cuz I never thought myself as a writer. Back in college days I always dreaded myself in writing papers. I would've traded doing 10 graphic design/illustration projects than writing a paper. It was THAT bad. Somehow it was difficult for me to form my thought process through (formal) writing. I would rather have splashed my acrylic paints on paper, or doodled away on a piece of napkin, or scribbled on my sketch book which I brought everywhere I went. But suddenly, towards the end of 2009, I started to think of having a blog. It's like writing a diary, right? Except, now you share it to the world. :)

I remember myself when I was in elementary school, I used to have a diary. I basically wrote everything on it. Just about everything. Especially about the cute little boy, my former classmate, who used to be sitting behind me, whom I had a HUGE crush on! Luckily for me, that cute little boy is my hubby now. I guess sometime you can have a cake and eat it, too.

So anyway, here's to a new beginning, blogging, and to all of our resolutions! May we finish what we started :)