07.08.2008
Warning: An extremely corny post. If you’re not into corny-ness, please stop reading now. One day, I pretended to text hubby out of the blue. “Mahal, ano nga uli height mo? (Mahal, what’s your height again?)” “5’5. Why?” “Ha? Eh pano ka nagkasya sa puso ko?” (Huh? How did you fit into my heart?)” “Nye.” [...]
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05.31.2008
I was supposed to type a blog entry last night when Kernan nudged me from the other side of the bed,
“Can you check this proposal for me?”
I had just put Jamaine to sleep and I was aching for some “me time” which meant either blogging, journaling or reading. I’ve been at work the whole day and I consider my “me time” my chance to unwind.
Checking Kernie’s proposal would take me a whole two hours, after which I know I’ll feel tired and just go to sleep. This means “me time” will just become sleep time.
Do I have to do this now? I thought to myself. The selfish brat was sticking out its head.
Then as if on cue, a friend’s words rung in my head,
If there’s one piece of marriage advice I could give you, it’s to remember this: ‘Honey, if it’s important to you, it’s important to me.’
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