I just consumed the best tasting sandwich I’ve had this year. Not minding the fact of course that it also somewhat tastes of my fingers. I’ve prepared it myself, so I was extra generous on everything–the lettuce, the ham, the tomatoes, even the mayo, placing everything on like I haven’t had enough of them since christmas. It was more than two inches thick. Yummy.
I don’t mind the extra carbos, really. It looks delicious anyway. Besides, I didn’t put in a gram since christmas. Believe me. Not a gram, not even an ounce.
Just a ton. *sigh*
I can feel the bulges already. I hate it how this chilly holiday always has to be attributed to food, too. I mean, can’t we like have this “it’s christmas, we should all cook food but never eat more than your stomach can hold (which should be limited to just a handful)” holidays? Sigh.
Christmas was nice this year, though. All the six of us were present, plus Chloe (on her first christmas, by the way), and two of my brothers’ closest friends, Steve and Renato. My mom gave us yet another treat and made her famous spaghetti (she doesn’t cook it Filipino style, you know, the abhorring spaghetti sauce with ketchup), which I by the way forced on Adraiene (Paul to you cyber people, that’s his other name) when he came to our house on the 25th. I got a nice “coffee magic” cup from my second brother Chris and his girlfriend. I didn’t have the heart to say I stopped drinking coffee, or at least for a week prior to Christmas, I have. I’m starting to heavily abuse it again to develop this lose-weight program I’m going to heavily enforce on myself. Sigh.
25th was spent with the first half eating (again) with the family sans my eldest brother and his wife but plus my brother’s girlfriend Liza. We were all exchanging banters and mild laughter while I was fixing the ecard I was going to send to our US based relatives. All energy died down though and and wasn’t able to greet Adraiene’s arrival at around 4 pm, when everyone went to sleep instead. Bored, we ran to SM Bacoor to catch Kris’ another effort at lame comedy. Boylet and I ended up laughing our heads off at Ranier’s stoopid appearance, which was–probably like his career would end up being–short and abrupt, and would later on poke you with a question of what in hell was its purpose. The movie could stand strong without Ranier and Yasmien. And so could the showbiz stand (very very very) strong without the two.
We got home to a commotion. Well, okay, just way too many visitors. Ate Charm’s brother Rc was there with his wife and two kids, and then later on came my tito’s family (around 5 family members, plus yaya) who brought my father home from another get together with our other relatives. After a short isaw break the boylet and I took, we came home to find yet another visitor, a friend of my brothers with her son from a what we pressumed was their annual pamamasko. Amazing. They’re Iglesians. *chuckles*
And then today the whole day was spent on Chloe. Yes, that little tot yet again stole the whole day and was the subject of all the photos taken today. They’re still amazed at how the two-month-old can already talk to everyone through “oooohhs” and “aaaaahhs”; you know, sort of like what a baby does when it’s doing an attempt at talking but can’t. Also reminisced with one of the family’s favorite movies, Mikee and Aga’s Forever. Would you believe? My brother actually bought himself a dvd copy for christmas. He was one of those who were gravely saddened when Mikee got married to Dodot, because he was heavily into the Mikee-Aga tandem.
Hmm. Made me wonder what Aga would do if ever he married Mikee and got caught up with the Hacienda Luisita thingy (which, by the way, was also one of the locations in the movie).
Btw, am leaving you with a christmas message:
A nice christmas to you folks. And in case I forget (and if the video malfunctions), A really happy new year too. 
