Weekend with the People I Love

Last Saturday night, despite a real bad headache, I went to meet up with my chatfriends to celebrate our third anniversary as a group. It’s no secret that I used to be a major chatter way back in 2001 and I frequented this particular room in Yahoo Chat, where the other chatters are mostly in Pinas too. After a couple of months of seeing each other almost everyday, we decided to meet up and it was repeated many times over the years. Now, I don’t get to chat that often, well more of not at all, but I’ve kept in touch with many of them, and these were the people I was with last Saturday night.

I meant to stay until 10pm only, just wanted to show myself and say goodnight, but when I was there I felt like I missed them all. We were a small group of 10, compared to about a 100 official members of the group. And it was real fun talking about our past EBs, what happened, what we did, we talked a lot about the other members. It was a fun night of reminiscing over food and drinks. We had to go home around 1am because my sis has class that morning but I really had fun. Those were people who I can really consider as friends. And without noticing it, my headache disappeared as well. It’s very good therapy to be with friends.

Come Sunday morning, the whole family climbed inside the family car and travelled to Nueva Ecija for my grandfather’s 77th birthday party. I have work on Sundays but yesterday was just a day I couldn’t miss to be with my family because it’s my Tatay’s bday (I’m a lolo’s girl) and I was last there during May. So it has been almost 4months. Way too long.

We arrived shortly before lunch so we immediately ate after kissing and greeting everyone. I was so surprised to see my niece Kachu to have grown so tall in four months. I feel like she grew up by abt 6 inches. Some of the kids didn’t change much but it felt real great to see them again and get to hug them, and kiss them, take their pictures, etc. I fell asleep almost right after lunch, haha, at my grandparents’ room which is my favorite room of the house. It’s the only bedroom in the first floor and it’s the coziest place ever. When I woke up after about two hours we sang Happy Birthday to Tatay and ate again. Life in the province is like that, eat, rest, eat, rest, eat, eat, eat, eat.

Woke up with an aching body by Monday and I know its because of too much carrying of the babies. But it was well worth it. I will hopefully be home again by Christmas, which is three months from now. Wonder how tall Kachu will be by then.