When I got an invite to the Block Party (a weekend of art, food, and music at the Makiling Park of Ayala Alabang Village), I knew instantly our weekend will be relaxing and fun. It was a two-day event (March 28th and 29th) but we only went on the first day which was last Saturday. Since the hubby is currently enjoying his sem break from grad school, we drove to Bacoor on Friday night and went to the Block Party from our house the next day.
We got to the venue at past 12:00 p.m., just in time for lunch. It was a beautiful day but the sun was scorching hot. Good thing there were tables and chairs set up under the cool shades of trees. There were also mats with blankets and throw pillows scattered all over the place inviting people to lie down and relax. Cool music was also being played which added to the festive vibe in the park.
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Last weekend was spent entirely in Manila. The hubby and I were supposed to go home in Bacoor but because the delivery of the hubby’s package from Lazada got delayed in transit due to some routing issue, we had to change our plan. Instead of arriving last Saturday, it arrived yesterday. Staying in Manila on a weekend wasn’t that bad. We just made the most out of it.
On Saturday, the hubby went to school while I enjoyed some “me” time at my in-laws’ place. In the afternoon, I spent some quality time with my family at my siblings’ place. When dinnertime came, I met up with the hubby, my SIL Albie, and our friend Carmela at Robinsons Ermita. The hubby treated us to dinner at Yakimix.
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With the hubby attending classes at graduate school on Saturdays, I get to have more time in my hands to sleep longer and bond more with family members who live just across the street. It’s fun and I’m enjoying every minute of it. This temporary setup makes me happy.
Like last Saturday, for instance. I woke up late again and after having breakfast, I started reading this book titled “The Happiness Project” by Gretchen Rubin. (I have the e-book version,though.) It’s a nice book where the author herself talks about her own happiness project. She’s already happy but she wants to be “happier.” At first I thought she was weird, wanting to be happier and all, but as I continued reading, I found myself relating to her stories more and more. I like that she’s a smart lady and the book is peppered with a lot of facts based from various studies as well as quotes from the authors and philosophers that she looks up to.
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Last weekend turned out to be hectic but memorable and fun. It was the Valentine’s weekend that people were looking forward to, after all. And speaking of that, how did your celebration go? *insert a sugary sweet smile here*
Just like in the past years, I had work on Valentine’s Day which fell on a Saturday. La Cocina de Tita Moning was full house and if I remember it correctly, we had a total of 30 groups as guests. There were two groups that cancelled their reservations, though, either due to heavy traffic or some kind of an emergency. We were able to close the restaurant at almost 12 midnight already.
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Every weekend is different. Every weekend is special. I always envision my weekends to be different and special. Isn’t it amazing that we all get seven days a week and that most of us have two days (out of the seven) to rest from work and just do the things we love? I know some of you work on Saturday or Sunday (I sometimes do, too), but you get the point.
I mentioned that my Saturday was breezy because it was relaxed and cheery. I woke up late while the hubby went to grad school and came back not until 5:00 p.m. We were still in Manila so I prepared my own breakfast. I also reheated some cooked dishes from the freezer because the hubby always goes home for lunch.
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