Kape't Pandesal

It's my second cup of coffee at 10:35am. First at 7:00am...

Mr. P is off to work one Saturday every month, and this is when I feel most like a housewife. I think, by default, most wives (or women) would clean their homes when the husband is away.

In a span of three hours, I've loaded the laundry, loaded the dryer, folded the clothes,de-cluttered the apartment, cleaned the kitchen, the stove, washed the dishes, sprayed the bathroom, watered the plants, prepped the chicken for lunch, cut the coupons for the week, swept the floor...

Now I'm here sitting, having my second cup of coffee and pandesal, (flashback to our helper at home, having coffee and pandesal after she did her chores for the morning). Hahaha, the worst part about it is, I'm enjoying it. Wait until it's my 60th Saturday though, malamang sinusumpa ko na to - OR wait til we get our TV, walang chore2! Haha. Oh, gee.. I miss having helpers, sometimes.

Doe-eyed-fear thought: Paano na lang kung maging tatay at nanay na kami? Kaya namin to! Exciting!

Hay, for now, long way to go, Saturday. still have to cook, get some groceries, mop the floor, change the beddings, (take a shower) bago dumating si ser.

My Dear Shoes

I miss wearing you, my eff me high heels.



I told Mr. P to bring me to a nice place where I can wear my high heels, he said, "Sure, I know this nice strip club.." then Pak! (may lamok.)

Seven Pounds in Three Months?!

But wait, why did I gain this much weight?!! I said I'll keep it easy since I've quit smoking and haven't been going to the gym. Why?!!!

Oh, wait, looking back, here are just some of the healthy foods I've been eating (sanamabits)...




...for that, we ate lettuce wraps for dinner tonight

Couple Cooking 101

They say cooking as a couple is supposed to add to the "bonding" experience.

We tried it, and found out that couple cooking means the wife (ie. me) will do all the labour, while the husband tells you the step-by-step procedure... chop the garlic hun, chop onions, make meatballs, make stock, etc.

Ok, to be fair, he was doing some handyman work while I cook. (We were both in the kitchen though, so bonding time, check). He was working on building me a pseudo door so that the smell from the kitchen when we cook will not reach the living room/bedroom, so sige na nga, guiding me with the procedure is acceptable.

We attempted to cook miswa nga pala from Mr. P's memory. Masarap naman, naging pang pamilya lang ang serving size (I think it's good for 10). Then the miswa is not of good quality kaya medjo doughy.

It was a good start, kain na!

Being Married Series

This may be a first of a series of how being married is like, and how things are changing for me.

I'm not complaining. It's the truth. It can sometimes be frustrating, but it sure is amusing (for me). I'm getting the hang of this marriage life, bit by bit.

So, today, I was scheduled to go to the salon for a Brazilian blow-out hair straightening service (brazilian straightening is different from brazilian wax, it's straightening for your crown of hair, not straightening your.. oh, I won't go there.)

Anyway, this Brazilian-straightening-of-your-crown-hair thing is a bit expensive, $290! (without tip in-fact, and I almost felt faint.)

The thing is, if I were single, I wouldn't even think about it. I would justify the salon visit as a reward (as most women would). I deserve it, I'm working hard, and I need to pamper myself once in awhile. Now, I have to think twice, even if I was already inside the parlor...

I did back track, thinking we were doing the grocery today.. stupid food, who needs to eat anyway?

Needless to say, I did't get the straightening thingy, even if my hair looks like this:



Yaks.

Today at Macy's

It's the one day sale at Macy's today... \m/ \m/ \m/ as my niece would say (or type).

So, we made a dash first thing today to try and grab the items that we saw on the catalogue. Hmm, no clothes shopping (or jewelry shopping, as I've been hinting to Mr. P. medjo deadma si papa P, eh -- but that's another story).

Anyway, we shopped for kitchen stuff, (as I am trying to be a diva-ette in the cusina;). I was eye-ing the 12 pc. Pyrex set, Calphalon non-stick grill pan, Magic bullet, Crock-pot and a convection, rotisserie oven. Medjo madami ng slight, but it was 60%++ off so we took advantage of the savings, right?

Sa dami, Mrs. P was looking for a cart, calls the attendant and asks, "Where are your carts?", and he looked at me like I was jologs (or ghetto in the US), and said, "We don't have carts here"... Mrs. P thought balloon- nag-mamaganda, hindi naman maganda (mind you, lalaki ito ha), but I ended up saying, "So, how do I carry all of these then?" Sabay nag tutu-turo.

Ending, he carried our stuff all the way to the register. Thought balloon #2, ayan, ang ganda mo kasi, wala palang cart ha? Buhatin mo yan ngayon.

Hay simple victories..

It's Been Eleven Weeks...

So far, I have been adjusting.

...adjust to being married
...adjust to being a wife
...adjust to living in the US
...adjust to not having a job
...adjust to quitting smoking

There are so many milestones that I'm thankful for

Mr. Pavia said it seems like I haven't put my *rockin' equestrian* boots on the ground, and it seems like I'm still on a holiday in the US.

He's right. Not until I gain 30 pounds, get stressed from work, cut a driver on the freeway (or be cut by a stupid driver on the freeway), I am still on vacay mode.

Can't complain!