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Transportation

Posted on November 1, 2009 by Ching under Life.

This is how you get from point A to point B in Negros.

Trick or Treat?!

Posted on November 1, 2009 by Ching under Life.

Brian had his nostrils waxed yesterday. LOL.

Brian and I braved the mob at Payless on Friday to avail of the “50% off everything in the store” offer that Oprah advertised on her show, which I would not have known about it if not for Angie and Pam. The offer was good on Thursday and Friday. It was serious mayhem. When Oprah advertises a business, it’s really scary. It was complete and total mayhem at Payless last night while we were there.

I have to recognize Brian for being a the best husband in the world, because most husbands would not have gone with their wives. Brian not only went, but he held my place in line as I continued to browse the aisles. I think he was in line for over 30 minutes. God bless his heart. I’m glad he did, because it gave me a chance to pick up some shoes for the boys (our nephews Logan and Eli).

Not only did he hold my place in line, but he held this other woman’s place in line also. She was ahead of him in line and he watched her stuff and moved it forward as appropriate, which allowed her to continue to shop without losing her place in line. She was rather indecisive.

“I did my good deed for the day,” Brian said as we were leaving.

“I know,” I told him. “Thank you, baby. I really appreciate it.”

“I wasn’t talking about going with you,” he replied. “I was talking about holding that other woman’s place in line.”

“Oh,” I said. “She really should have brought her own husband.” LOL.

I did my good deed that evening, too. I had made duplicate copies of the coupon. Every time I heard someone say that they did not have a coupon, I gave them one. That way they didn’t have to scramble and figure out the number to text to or search for coupon or what not.

Speaking of Brian being the best, he drove me to Beau Monde this afternoon for the facial (microdermabration) that he scheduled for me as a birthday gift. After dropping me off at Beau Monde, he went to Victoria’s Secret to claim my free panty so I didn’t have to go. Isn’t he just the best?!

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Dancing the Night Away at Park Cafe

Posted on October 25, 2009 by Ching under Family, Things to Do, Travel.

After the homecoming-slash-birthday party, we all decided to go to Park Cafe for some outdoor ballroom dancing. We hesitated to go at first because it was kind of rainy, but then it stopped raining just in time. I had worried that the ballroom dancing had been canceled, but Tanjayanons are true dancing die-hards who wouldn’t let a little rain keep them from their Park Cafe. It was a smaller turn out than usual, but more than I expected considering the weather.

I’m glad that we went because I ran into my cousin George Ramirez (Jojie). He is a lot younger than I am so we didn’t really get to know each other until my last visit to Tanjay in 1998. Being an internet addict, I went to Mozcom all the time. Jojie happened to work there and that is how we met. He is the only relative I have on that side who is always so eager and proud to claim me as a cousin. Maybe it’s because we are both from Tabuc. LOL.

The dance floor was pretty slick from the rain, but that didn’t stop us. We are die-hards after all. True Tanjayanons to the very core.

Below is a photo of mom with Inday Milet, Inday Roquesa (Jojie’s mom) and Manong Tikboy (Inday Milet’s husband).

The local dance instructors (DI) and their fabulous dance moves kept everyone busy.

Brian danced with me despite his glaring dress code violation. Apparently, you have to wear a nice shirt, pants and shoes in order to be able to participate in the dancing. No shorts or flip-flops. Since we were going to be in a hot, tropical climate, Brian didn’t pack any collared shirts. The two linen pants (we figured that any other material would be too hot) that he did bring with him were both dirty.

We decided to go as we were. He tried to stay away from the dance floor and was pretty content watching us dance with the DIs, but eventually gave in to the call of the music (also known as my pleadings). LOL.

Daddy, who was also in improper attire, danced with mom as well.

We didn’t really care that we were violating the dress code. No one was going to be able to keep us from participating in the dancing and missing out on all that fun.