20/20

For months I have prepared for this day when I and wifey became a couple 20 years ago. And this is where she protests. Hehe. I actually have forgotten about it until she reminded me last night. Anyway, looks like 20 is a significant number this December as a day after this impromptu cake turns unfit for consumption (don’t worry we’ll make sure it happen) we’ll all be into something wonderful again. I love you wifey ;)

 

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Mood: 3/10 Honks! (That baked beef for lunch was heaven.)

The (Bad) Voice

Thanks to Marcus’ Halo 5 Buck figure.

 

This year I discovered, at the expense of the sanity of our neighbors, that I can sing.  I now have a way to get even with those who do the same thing given a videoke and shots of alcohol.

 

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Mood: 3/10 Honks! (Civil War day!)

Patience = Money

Me.

Love Poem

Love poem

 

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Happy Valentine’s Day wifey :)

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Mood: 3/10 Honks! (Roses are red, and so is Marcus’ wall.)

Man Vs Business

One of those days when I brought work at home.

Who needs crayons

Today, over to-go Jollibee breakfast and while taking a break from her laundry, wifey showed me an app that allows her to color sans the crayons. Hours later and while the clothes are drying outside under the hot Saturday sun, she completed her work. I’m impressed. She is my own Heart Evangelista (don’t get me wrong, not voting the hubby).

Wifey’s first Colorfy work.

 

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Mood: 2/10 Honks! (Survived the week while nursing a flu. Now recovering.)

Taking the plunge

Photo and poster by wifey.

A metaphor and a reality.

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Mood: 2/10 Honks! (Rest, for tomorrow is one of those days.)