Last weekend was another long one for me because yesterday, October 12th, was my birthday. Yay, I just turned 37 years old! I really can’t ask for more blessings from above because I’ve had enough this year (despite the CoViD-19 pandemic being a kill joy!), the greatest of them being NJ, our rainbow baby. She’s growing up so fast and we can’t wait to do more family activities with her that involves going out of the house. It’s my first birthday with her around and it feels so surreal. My heart is filled with gratitude and I plan to continue with this state of heart (and mind) for as long as I can.
I dream of a time when I could date my parents every week. I have always believed that family always comes first and that just spending time with them is one of the happiest and most worthwhile things I could do in life. That’s why I’m glad I got to spend the weekend with my parents. The hubby and I drove to Bacoor with them on Friday night, right after we had family dinner at a Chinese restaurant to celebrate Edwin’s 39th birthday.
Our weekend turned out to be fun and as laidback as it should be except for the side pasyal to Biñan City in Laguna on Saturday afternoon to visit my aunt and my two cousins (one of them is an OFW who has just come back from Bahrain for a short vacation). After catching up with just my aunt because my cousins had previous commitments, we took home some pasalubongs. It was getting late so we had a stop over at Nuvali in Sta. Rosa City to have dinner pa pala. Banapple was my personal choice because I only get to taste their popular banoffie pie whenever I’m in the area. Haha.