I woke up wishing I was more rested.
I officially went on leave from the office last Friday, but far from taking it slow and getting that much-needed beauty rest, the past days were just as busy as it has been for the past three months.
I spent the weekend with my family for some sightseeing in Tagaytay and Laguna. I met my sister’s two-year old daughter for the first time.
While the get-together and trips left me tired, I was glad to catch up on family news and once again be grounded on the long-term plans my family is taking. I consider these moments precious, given how geographically-dispersed my immediate family is.
Yesterday was spent still fine-tuning our respective wedding prep assignments.
And so the eve of the Big Day began:
Morning –
Had a mug of full-strength Lingzi coffee (two sachets. mmmm!). Brought my laundry to my suking laundromat, and picked up my barong and pants from the dry cleaners.
I learned that pure piña fibers sometimes have natural, irremovable stains, and my barong had a small one on the left side of the chest. Still, the material exudes a certain elegance that is heightened by the intricate hand-woven designs that ran along the sleeves and back.
This barong is, by far, the most expensive and most important piece of clothing I’ve ever owned.
Dropped by the office to activate my email’s auto-reply. It went like
Your email has been saved in my mailbox. I am currently out of the office and will return on Monday, July 10. I will be checking email occasionally. Thank you!
Briefed two of my colleagues who will be taking over the responsibilities I’ll be leaving behind for ten days. I owe you one, guys!
Afternoon –
I skipped lunch to speed up housekeeping of Kampo. The place has to be secured, and I was glad to have inspected every corner of the house because I discovered that our neighborhood cat, Macaroon, has taken refuge in one of the closets. There she was, all cuddled up and cozy among the old blankets.
Ate late lunch at 2pm. I wasn’t hungry at all, but I was constantly reminded by my mother to eat well today and get enough rest, so I went out to a nearby ChowKing and pigged out on their lauriat meals.
Arrived at Manila Diamond Hotel at 5pm, where my sister, her daughter Aly, her husband, and my mother were waiting. Good thing the occupancy was not heavy that day, so my sister was able to get two adjacent rooms, both facing Manila Bay. Lovely!
My fiancée and her family has checked in at a room a few floors above us, so I paid my future in-laws a courtesy visit. Joan’s still busy by then, but I’ll leave the storytelling to her.
We had dinner at Barrio Fiesta at UN Avenue, went back to the hotel, sorted some gifts for the priests and principal sponsors, and settled down to rest.
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My officemates have been kidding me that, somehow, “nerbiyos” (nervousness) will hit me.
Maybe it will. But I had none of it today. ^^
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Two days to go
At this point I have become ambi-textrous.
I have no choice but to use my left hand in texting – my right has developed a painful spasm since I started responding to texts from invited guests, suppliers, and *cough cough* work-related matters.
We're desperate for sleep, too.
This, coupled with a stress level that’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my entire adult life, equals a pre-nup pictorial, done last June 14, that showed my fiancée posing with someone who looks like Kermit the Frog in 90% of the photos. Haha!
But the pre-nup photo shoot generally went well, considering I'm a person who'd always prefer to stand behind the camera than to be in front of it. With a little photoshop tweaking here and there for some photos (about 90% of them), I say the pictorial was great.
Last weekend I developed mouth sores (one of my indicators of stress) so severe they have to be chemically cauterized if I want to deliver my marriage vows properly.
And so yesterday I discovered a new method of torture, and it’s called Debacterol (Uhm Doc, is my mouth on fire?). I highly recommend it for interrogation of terrorist suspects.
But that little, chemical-filled cotton bud is a miracle drug. I’ve never seen mouth sores heal so fast since electric cauterization. Just a few hours after it was administered, I feel I could rap my marriage vows without missing a single syllable. Yo!
It’s now 7:30am.
Joan’s family has arrived from Roxas City yesterday. Later I’ll meet up with my mother, and my sister and her family, to check-in at the hotel.
I still have tons to pack – wedding stuffs and clothes. And we both have more last-minute wedding details to attend to. I guess a year of preparation doesn’t really eliminate this part.
Two days to go.
Our heart’s a bit sad for not having invited a lot of our friends. Economics definitely draws a clear, heavy line, and we have to just make do with the resources at hand.
But we share with you our happiness.
http://geocities.com/larozal/wedding/
Take care everyone! See you in a few days. Photos to follow. ^^
I have no choice but to use my left hand in texting – my right has developed a painful spasm since I started responding to texts from invited guests, suppliers, and *cough cough* work-related matters.
We're desperate for sleep, too.
This, coupled with a stress level that’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my entire adult life, equals a pre-nup pictorial, done last June 14, that showed my fiancée posing with someone who looks like Kermit the Frog in 90% of the photos. Haha!
But the pre-nup photo shoot generally went well, considering I'm a person who'd always prefer to stand behind the camera than to be in front of it. With a little photoshop tweaking here and there for some photos (about 90% of them), I say the pictorial was great.
Last weekend I developed mouth sores (one of my indicators of stress) so severe they have to be chemically cauterized if I want to deliver my marriage vows properly.
And so yesterday I discovered a new method of torture, and it’s called Debacterol (Uhm Doc, is my mouth on fire?). I highly recommend it for interrogation of terrorist suspects.
But that little, chemical-filled cotton bud is a miracle drug. I’ve never seen mouth sores heal so fast since electric cauterization. Just a few hours after it was administered, I feel I could rap my marriage vows without missing a single syllable. Yo!
It’s now 7:30am.
Joan’s family has arrived from Roxas City yesterday. Later I’ll meet up with my mother, and my sister and her family, to check-in at the hotel.
I still have tons to pack – wedding stuffs and clothes. And we both have more last-minute wedding details to attend to. I guess a year of preparation doesn’t really eliminate this part.
Two days to go.
Our heart’s a bit sad for not having invited a lot of our friends. Economics definitely draws a clear, heavy line, and we have to just make do with the resources at hand.
But we share with you our happiness.
http://geocities.com/larozal/wedding/
Take care everyone! See you in a few days. Photos to follow. ^^
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