Monday of last week, I already planned my schedule for Friday and Saturday; which was carefully divided into: e-store work hours; baking bread to give away to my friends who will be there; and the hours during traveling when picking up Yna in Washington DC from our home then driving to the event in Virginia. I decided to make my Moringa Pan de sal and my own version of Ube Ensaymada.
By Tuesday, around dinner, I told the mister that I was planning to make Moringa pan de sal all day of Friday, and then I'd do the laundry while I'll let the dough rise.
Unexpectedly, the mister asked "We are going to the party?"
WHAT?!
What kind of question was that. Of course, we are! It's Tita Mila's 85th birthday! This doesn't happen every year, and not a lot of the older folks we know reaches to this age.
This event is monumental!
I wasn't in the mood for the rest of that week. I didn't want a full blown argument because of this, so I bottled it in. I was fuming mad internally. In this gathering, we knew that there would be more new faces than usual, and that was one major reason he wasn't keen on going. It's going to be boring. There's nothing to do but eat, and no one to talk to.
I have decided that I will drive alone just to be there. I told Jay about that plan, and this pissed him off. We didn't really like each other for two days and one night. No usual "have you eaten your lunch?" "was it good?" "are you busy in the office today?" "what time are you leaving from work?" "what's your estimated time of arrival?" or just the "hi hello" in the morning and mid afternoon.
Instead of baking bread, I made Lumpia Shanghai on Friday. We were invited to an intimate gathering at our friends' place nearby. This time, it was me who wasn't keen on going. I only knew the hosts, and I felt that I'd be out of place there. I gave up on convincing the mister and on driving alone in going to Virginia on Saturday. I will spend all of Saturday working in our basement. Besides, I need to take photos of new items for the coming week.
At 7:30 pm on Friday, while on our way to our friends' place, out of the blue he asked me, "What time are we leaving for DC tomorrow?"
"DC? Why?"
"We're going to pick up Yna!"
"Why?"
I really thought I was left out of Saturday plans. I felt so clueless.
"We're going to Tita Mila's birthday!"
I choked up a little when I heard this.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! You said you want to be there! Mangadto 'ta!" (We will go.)
Kahilak jud ko. Mur pa! (I really cried. I swear.)
I was so happy, and a bit annoyed with him at the same time. I was unhappy and frustrated for a couple of days. It was torture. I wasn't able to bake bread also but I knew that our presence was greater than my bread.
That night before we went to bed I asked him, "Was that a joke?" He strongly said, "NO!"
The following morning, I asked him again if it was. He answered, "Call Yna. Tell her to get ready at 2:30 pm."
OMG! It's happening! We are indeed going.
Sadly, the kids weren't able to come with us. They already had their plans for Saturday.
Fe, the daughter-in-law
Pamela, Maricor, Robert, and Lalie
Jackie and Me
Claire and me
Bebeth, Amee (another daughter-in-law), Lea, Claire and me
Me, Fe, Lea, Amee, Joy, and Claire
Me, Fe, Paolo, KC, Amee, Tita Inday, Joy, Anne and Claire
Yes, Pao. You can put the above photo in your Tinder account. Hehehehe.
(Photo credit to all photos above: Lea S.)
"Kunyari ako ang nagluto!" (Pretending I cooked this.) - Claire
This was one of the highlights of the evening. We watched a video montage all about Tita Mila. It was prepared and edited by our friend, Pepe.
Jay wasn't really keen on going, but guess what? He had the best time of his life. Most of all, it was so wonderful to see Tita Mila yesterday. We were also glad to see old friends. It made me realize how I missed their company.
From the words of the great Oprah Winfrey,
“The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate.”
"Love you, Tita Mila. Happy 85th birthday!"
3 comments:
Aww!! What a sweet and funny post to hear lil girl fuming at her handsome mister!! HaHa. It ended well and off you went to the birthday. The card and matching envelope is so lively and pretty. I have married my wife for 15 years and we have never quareled though both have rants & tempers. I just walk away from bad situations and scream at the pool outside.
Awww this is so sweet and haha funny. hehe Malingaw jud ko imu mga stories sa blog Ma'am hehehe So glad to be back in blogging. Gikapoy kos akong masteral lol Anyways, happiest birthday to your Tita Mila Ma'am! glad she's doing well and that you guys had a blast during her birthday! More birthdays to come!!
love lots,
Tin
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