OPERASIANMOMMY

My 4 year old son loves Spam and Vienna Sausage.  Dry heave if you must, but Filipinos like myself, have and continue to partake in such gelatinous delicacies.  There is nothing like the pairing of long grain, steamed white rice, with the overly salty, semi-crunchy texture, slice of luncheon meat.  But I digress…

Since my children attend a Jewish preschool (the hubby is a Jew), I respectfully adhere to their Kosher policies, during school hours.  This being said, I obviously don’t send my kids to school with a pork packed lunch.  Unfortunately, the body wants what it wants, and with kids being the honest Abes that they are, vocalizing their wants is their best skill.

So upon picking my children up from school, my son’s teacher (who is as Jewish as they come), pulls me aside for a chat.  As she looks at me with her judgement eyes and semi-smile, she says: “today at lunch, he (my son) didn’t want to eat his food, and asked me where his Spam is”.  Thinking of a reply while I process my embarrassment, I asked myself what’s worse, my son’s request for pork or the fact that I sometimes feed him Spam?  Then I realized, kill that noise, Spam is a gift to the culinary challenged.  Like all things, don’t abuse, just use in moderation.  So what if its shelf life is the length of my son’s age?    

I wouldn’t say I’m a archaic.  I’ve definitely graduated from the analog world, but my digital GPA is average at best.  For example; this is my first tumblr. entry and it’s taken me a couple of hours (no exaggeration), to familiarize myself with the blogging basics.  I’ve relocated from my former blogspot, and although most seasoned bloggers would not risk confusing followers with a change of address, I’m sure my readers (realistically five at most), won’t notice a thing.

So now that I’ve completed the 4 basic steps to starting my blog, please accept my apology for the obnoxiously large, self-portrait.  The “start blogging” tutorial guide suggested I upload a photo, I assumed it would automatically become my avatar but alas, it’s the front page of my first post.  I guess I should delete it, since I figured out how to choose my profile photo, but eff it.  It’s a decent picture, I don’t look bloated (I think), and if you’re actually interested in reading what I write, you might as well see what I look like (in black & white, on a good day, without full body exposure).