Monday, January 15, 2007
we're six i can't believe it!
I really can't. Every year we celebrate it, I still can't believe it. That he could actually stand me for this prolonged a time. Haha. It feels like... well, not this long. Feels like it wasn't long at all. I am so not coherent this morning. Well, enough of the mush. I'll just recount how we celebrated, okay?
I actually got up before lunch on Saturday. We were going to drive up to Tagaytay and have a go at Bag of Beans. It's just a bit of a drive from the town proper, on the right side of the highway. It was cozy and very home-y. Quite like a Sonya's Garden. Except that the dishes were made for the carnivorous (like me!). Their Sheperd's pie was absolutely delicious. And for dessert, make sure to get their Apple Pie. Best if accompanied with their brewed coffee.
I brought along my new toy. It's a shame we didn't get a picture of us together with it, because it didn't have a timer. But we did have our digital camera. I love sunlight. Natural light makes for a winning concealer of eyebags.
Sunday, the official anniv date, we went to hear mass together. And the gospel was about that Wedding at Cana (is God telling us something?). And the priest made this spin about the running out of wine being a symbol of how marriage/relationships lose their spirit and become watered down after some time. Well, I'm very thankful how we haven't gotten to the watered down bit. I'm praying that we don't. And I'm not wanting to get ahead of myself. So I'll stop talking now. That's too waaaaaaaaay ahead that it's scary.
Oh yah, let me just say that I succeeded in surprising Chips. I got him a Supersampler. He was so cute, his feet were flapping as he was tinkering with the camera. Now that's literally spreading the lomolove.
Cheers to us, baby! Mwah!
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