Last weekend was spent on a road trip. The hubby and I were with my parents. First, we traveled to San Jose City in Nueva Ecija on Saturday to visit Ate Laura, our balikbayan relative (my father’s first cousin and my mother’s BFF, to be exact). We stayed there overnight to join their fiesta celebration the next day. From San Jose, we went straight to Meycauayan, Bulacan to attend the christening of my newest godchild, baby Marcus Jacob. Humabol na lang kami sa reception kasi 1PM na kami nakaalis ng San Jose kasama si Ate Laura na makikituloy muna sa apartment ng mga kapatid ko para makapasyal naman dito sa Maynila.
Last weekend, the hubby and I, along with my parents, traveled to my hometown in Nueva Ecija. Daddy and I attended the 1st grand alumni homecoming of our high school. We were quite excited because you know, reunion. Nakakatuwa kasi very active mag-attend yung mga matatanda kesa sa mga bata. Among our batch, we were only 10. The older batches, on the other hand, came mostly in big groups. There were lots of food served and raffle prizes given away. The program was very fun, too, as there were parlor games and production numbers from those active batches. All these and the fact that I got to catch up with some of my high school buddies was worth our trip.
Last weekend was exhausting but fun.
The hubby and I spent Friday night partying at some hotel courtesy of an invitation from a friend (that I couldn’t turn down). We left the place as soon as we could because we started getting sleepy already from all the food and drinks we consumed. Haha.
Last weekend was special. The hubby and I may have not been able to go home in Bacoor but we had a happy and relaxing time in Manila with my in-laws. I, for one, had the chance to witness one of the simplest yet most intimate weddings, ever.
On Saturday, I traveled all the way to Lipa City in Batangas to attend my officemate and dear friend Gerlie’s wedding. (She finally married her childhood sweetheart after a decade of being in a relationship.) The wedding ceremony was held at St. Therese of the Child Jesus Parish and the reception followed at the main hall of Mt. Malarayat Golf and Country Club. The hubby wasn’t able to join me because he was still recovering from flu then. (He’s okay now, thank God!)
We had quite a long weekend. Long, in the sense that, the passing of time felt so slow on Saturday. Or so I assumed. It was the opposite on Sunday, though. The hubby and I got too busy with some activities that before we knew it, it was time to go to bed already.
We stayed in Manila because the hubby had to go on an overnight trip with his masteral class. It was like their field trip cum summer outing. He left on Saturday morning and I got sick the night before. It was just a slight fever (37.6°C) and a few hours after taking a Tempra Forte tablet, I got well already (36.4°C). The cause of my slight fever? Body pains from excessive exercise (zumba + walking) last holiday! Yes, I learned my lesson the hard way. Ouch.
The hubby and I, along with my mom and two sisters, went on a road trip yesterday. It was the 28th of September and we were remembering our little angel Pippo. Destinations were Tagaytay and Nasugbu. We left our Bacoor home at around 8:45am and reached Nasugbu two hours after. We were grateful for the nice weather (alternating between sunny and cool), the fun experience and our safe return back home.
In Nasugbu, we heard the morning mass (11:00am) at the Transfiguration Chapel housed inside Calereuga Retreat Center.