the lei-test

i update.

real friends always find their way back to each other, despite years of separation. tin came over from sydney in spite of a promise i made to her a couple of years back that i will visit her first (which she pointedly mentioned in every chance she got, naturally). aangal-angal pa, eh namiss din naman ako. we had dinner in a seafood restaurant in st kilda one rainy summer evening. sa kakamadali, we got an infringement notice. who would think that there would be pay parking in a residential area? i guess tin, now we're even.

1 lei and tin in a flattering angle
2 ciggy and mrs ciggy with post-baby bellies (yes, both of us)
3 the aforementioned parking ticket

we spent one afternoon together in mornington after that dinner, and we came up with a business idea. hopefully no one procrastinates so we can set our venture into motion. i promise to start making that marketing plan. next year. lol. cut me a bit of slack, motherhood is a 24/7 job.

my daughter loves her, and it was a reciprocal relationship. they have something in common, they both wanted to hear 'beautiful' and their names used in the same sentence.

tin and lilly (bagay! i will find you your hot vampire in a silver volvo soon)

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lilly had her first visit to her physio last week. all went well. posting pictures for my mum's benefit.

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haven't done any christmas shopping yet. i put my hand over my mouth in disbelief too, just so you know. as i said, motherhood is a full-time job. besides, i work better under pressure. 23rd. that's my shopping day.

my christmas wishlist is ready though. but that deserves an altogether separate entry. just in case my husband misses the list stuck on the fridge door, i am certain he reads my blog. this way, he has no excuse. i noticed his list got a tad bit longer with items for winter. talk about planning ahead.

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and in the event that we fail to call/message/email you on christmas day, here goes our holiday greetings: from our family to yours, merry christmas!


be good. santa remembers.

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And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store? What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more?

Dr. Seuss