Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Simple Joys

Tuesday, September 11, 2007
I spent a fun weekend over at my parents’ place in Cavite. The two-hour bus trip had been uneventful until the moment the conductor approached me and tried to return my 39-peso fare. I looked at him quizzically, then he said, “discount ka na lang miss.” I almost fell off my seat. Then I replied, “Huwag na lang po.” It must be the black tank top I was wearing…

My father frying vigan longganisa for breakfast, my brother Nico studying for his calculus exam and my sister watching Heroes on DVD – was the scene that welcomed me when I arrived. I felt so happy to be there surrounded by my family. And from their greetings I knew they felt the same way.

Nica (my 12-year old sister) and I decided to bake some brownies, with Mozart’s Violin Concertos playing in the background. Luckily, they were baked to perfection – moist, yummy, and not too sweet. It was such a hit that the first batch disappeared the minute the tray was placed on the table, right before my eyes! And then we had tinuno nga liempo, tinuno nga tilapia, ken dinengdeng nga utong ken saluyot for lunch – a simple feast prepared by my parents!

My mother kept on telling me to eat, “ang payat payat mo. Di ka na yata kumakain.” And to think that I’m planning to hit the gym again to lose some more weight and get me those killer abs! She’d really freak out.

Nico, my brother, is another story. He said his instructor and his classmates were “forcing” him to join one of the Ginoong Something pageant at La Salle. And he agreed because if he passes the semis he’d get an instant 4.0 in his Communication Arts subject. He asked me what sports attire would be a wear. Laughing, I said, “Wear your trunks and nothing but. Show them those great pecs of yours. Girls and gays will go wild!”

The rest of the weekend sped by filled with fun games, great conversations, squeals of laughter and lots of love.

3 comments:

Daddo said...

I had a dream that one day you will talk about feel-good times instead of heart break. Last weekend you were able to cut out of the mountain of pain a stone of joy. I am so happy for you.

Angeli said...

Thank you. That's very nice of you. I hope to be writing about kilig moments and falling-in-love-again in the not so distant future. :)

marts said...

gosh, I miss home.. and all those food! I'm glad you had a fun weekend. See you soon!

 
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