So, my siblings and I have this ongoing Facebook message with each other, and then they start talking to each other about plans for my dad’s birthday dinner. And I feel somewhat sad, because I won’t be there, having dinner with them. But they’re talking logistics and I had to laugh aloud when my sister said, “Eh, sabi lang ni Daddy, gusto niya peace of mind.”
That’s always his standard answer to the birthday or Christmas question: What do you want us to get you? Peace of mind. It’s obviously a continuing thing.
Posting this photo of a trip to Hong Kong in 2012. Daddy and I were left to roam the city by ourselves (I don’t remember why) and he was constantly photobombing the pics I was taking of the Jordan street architecture. I was taking a picture of this sign, and he photobombed it, too. And made the picture perfect. In my life, this is who he is and why I am this way, too.
I love you, Daddy. I hope you continue to receive peace of mind from us. We try very hard, you know. Happy birthday 🙂
Happy birthday to the best mentor ever!!! Steve Villaruz, circa 1973, from an old photo album we found in my late paternal grandparents’ house in Mandaluyong. Apparently, they’re celebrating Christmas here.
Steve and my grandmother, Lola Nay, ready to party on Christmas eve, 1973
Tito Steve, getting the party started with my Tita Yen and Daddy (check out the fashoooown on Daddy, jeprox to the max!)
And my parents, from the same album.
For good measure, Daddy and Mommy from the same album. Mommy is pregnant with me, so I’m in this picture too 🙂
There was a time when we would go all out with the Hallowe’en costumes, but I guess my friends and I are getting old and finally recognizing that this holiday is for kids. Hehe. That said, to get into some of the spirit, I’m sharing a bunch of photos I found online that are adorbs.
This is from my very first favorite science fiction film of all time. All time. Yes, that long.
And one of my favorite fantasy films of all time. If she’d have gone that way, she’d’ve gone straight to the castle.
I also love that the furry general and his steed Ambrosius are part!!! So cute!
This because Willow and Wesley Wyndam-Price getting together in real life has made me believe in true love.
Grabbed those photos from http://happyplace.someecards.com/26866/best-halloween-costumes-that-take-advantage-of-the-fact-you-have-children. Fun folk, them.
Here’s proof that I did go all out for Hallowe’en. Well, part out here, since I’m the darkest goth in the history of goth-hood.
And here I am, ambitiously as Gorgo from 300. Too much shiny cloth was the mistake. Lesson learned.
Happy Hallowe’en, kids. Don’t eat all your candy in one sitting. 😉
Excited to eat your carbonara later. 😉
Mamia, my mom’s mom, turned 86 yesterday. Here, she looks pleased after blowing out her birthday cake.
Birthday parties at Mamia’s house are always big banquets, and to survive a dinner at her house, you must learn how to taste everything before deciding what you want to come back for. These are the most picturesque of the food, the others weren’t as photogenic. I didn’t even get to try some of them, like the fish? The lasagna? Of the dishes posted here, I only had the eggplant parmigiana, Tita Carina’s truffle salad, and Tita Timi’s sukiyaki.
This is Floppy. She is waiting for her dinner to be served. She’s a sweetheart.
I am 39 years old today. To be honest, 39 is not as cool sounding as 38. 38 had that recklessness about it, when you’re at an age where you’re accomplishing your life’s goals, but still young enough to be wild and carefree. 39 sounds like you’re gonna be middle-aged soon. 39 is a year before you turn 40.
I’m grateful that I still look younger than I am. It’s been a while since anyone said I look like a teenager and thank God because I looked like an idiot when I was a teenager. I still want people to know my real age, so they know that I’m not this wide-eyed ingenue who needs to learn a thing or two, that I’m only drawn that way. I used to want to look older, but I’m definitely glad now that I don’t look 39.
I’ve been thinking about my age the last few months, and I was thinking, heck, where did those 39 years go? What have I been doing that I’m suddenly this old? I know, of course, what I’ve been up to these last 39 years. But the thought of all that time going by just blows the mind.
I read on Twitter a quote from one of my favorite actors:
“Your life is precious. You’ve only got one. Don’t waste it on bad relationships, on bad marriages, on bad jobs, on bad people.” -Eric Idle
This is how I plan to spend the next 40 or 50 years. While looking around 39. Meanwhile, today, let’s have a happy birthday. I have cupcakes.