A nice tag from Joy and Gracie. Thanks girls.

Are you deeply in love with your spouse or boyfriend/Girlfriend? If you do, let’s try how well you remember the moment of your life with him. But before you put yourself in the hot seat please read the rules of this tag first.

RULES:
1. This tag should be passed on to your closest friends.
2. Visit the blog of the person you’ve got this tag.
3. Leave a comment on her/his tag post. Be sure to thank her/him for this tag.
4. Highlight and link all the list of people who accepted this tag by visiting their blog site.
5. There are 10 questions that you need to answer but you will be the one to write the 10th question for the next person you want to pass this tag.

Here are your questions: Be Honest and True!

1. How did you meet your husband/wife or boyfriend/girlfriend?
~ We were classmates in 5th grade. We met again in a reunion.

2. Where did you go on your first date?
~ Eastwood.

3. When was your first intimate kiss?
~ Gosh. I don’t know.

4. How many girlfriends/boyfriends he/she had in the past? Do you honestly know?
~ He had so many flings. As in so MANY. But he had 3 serious girlfriends before me.

5. What is his/her ethnicity?
~ Filipino

6. What is his/her favorite food?
~ Pizza.

7. What is he/she like if he/she is mad?
~ Very quiet. Won’t talk.

8. What are the things he/she did you thought is the most romantic thing he’d/she’d ever done?
~ Gave me flowers without any occasion.

9. Describe how he/you proposed to you.
~ Nothing fancy. At the beach. Zambales. The usual. Although I was teary eyed.

10. (My question) Is he rooting for Celtics or Lakers?
Lakers

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3. See Me for What You Will
4. Lainy’s Musings
5. Our Journey To Forever
6. Sheng’s Simple Thoughts…
7. Pinay WAHM
8. Me and My World
9. coicoi’s World
10. BLOGSILOG
11. A Mother’s Horizon
12. Because Life Is Fun
13. Dzoi
14. A Reality Bite
15. Thea is bloggerhappy
16.

I’m tagging Anna, Farah and Joanne.

I opened the refrigerator and I saw his mug full of ice at the freezer. Sigh.
I went down to brush my teeth and I saw his toothbrush. Sigh.
I couldn’t sleep last night, I could smell him on the pillows. Sigh.

This was my reason why I never allowed him to work abroad.
We got married so we could be together, then why live apart?
I don’t get it. I will never get it.

Well, just another lonely night and he’ll be back.
Sigh.

(Geez, I could imagine my mom and friends hitting me in the head “arte mo ha!” but I was teary-eyed last night when I realized that my work was done but I won’t be waiting for someone to arrive and to eat dinner with.)

Btw, he’s just on an off-site for 3D/2N.

It is a benefit of the company where my husband and I are working that should you start or end your work between 10pm and 5am, you are entitled to be fetched by a company car from the office or from the house (whatever applies).

This week, his work starts at 5am. The driver comes by our house at 4:30am. Since this is very early, it is quite natural that my husband catches some sleep during travel.

Friday morning was like any other mornings. While on the main road (nearest to our house), my hubby closed his eyes to catch some sleep. Then he decided to open his eyes out of the blue. To his surprise, the car was about to hit under a 10-wheeler truck. Instinctively, he grabbed the wheel and turned it away from the truck. The car skidded. The driver apparently has fallen asleep too!

They hit the truck anyway. But on their side instead. No longer in danger.

Whoever woke my husband up (or whispered to open his eyes) is indeed his guardian angel.

While we were eating at the baptismal party, we suddenly decided we should go out for a swim since everybody is free for the weekend. Talk about spontaneity.

So we convinced one of our friends to ask permission from his dad to use their house and pool in Pansol for the weekend. He was at first hesitant saying his dad might not agree on a very short notice. Besides, the pool has no water yet. He said, if we asked the pool to have water, the pool will be ready by midnight. Anyway, his dad agreed.

So off we went!

But by midnight, the water was so hot! Quite expectedly, Mikee didn’t want to swim. She cried when daddy plunged in with her. The next morning, the water was still hot. Again, Mikee didn’t want to swim. But I honestly think if I can swim, Mikee will swim as well. But I don’t think my doctor will be very happy.

Oh well.

Anyway, Mikee woke up several times on our first night there. She was crying to see a different room. (Note: this is a ten-bedroom house with no one living there. The house helps have a different house on the lower part of the lot) But the freaky thing was, Mikee was pointing at someone/something at the foot of our beds while crying.

Yikes!

Dear daddy,

Thank you for taking care of me.
For watching over me when I was in the hospital.
For waking up in the middle of the night when I needed to drink or needed to pee.
For sending me Mikee’s videos thru SMS, you understood so well how much I missed our darling daughter.
For loving me despite my weaknesses.

Thank you for proving that I married the right man. I love you.

I was ranting this morning for the intermittent net connection at home. I was stomping my way down the stairs when I was about to take my bath. I didn’t want to go to the office early. I was supposed to work at home till lunch. I could save on lunch money. I was fuming when I saw after taking my bath that the connection hasn’t changed. Still can’t connect to the office network. Grrr… I was texting my hubby every detail. I was whining. (But it turned out, his mobile was in silent mode. He didn’t get to read the messages in time.)

 When I arrived the office, I chatted with my sister, ranting. At the same time, chatted with my hubby too who was as always so cool about it. He then asked me, “why didn’t you text me?” Only then he realized there are gazillions of messages and missed calls waiting on his mobile.

Anyway, came lunch, I was in no mood to eat. No, I was no longer mad. I think I had no more energy left to go to the nearest mall to eat. I’ve wasted my energies ranting all morning.

Then when I came home, hubby was smiling. I knew that smile. It meant I have been a fool. As it turned out, the cables were just interchanged, hence the intermittent connection. Tsk, tsk.

Jerk? Nope, just smart and confident.
So confident that I never bothered to check.

Thanks Vannie for this tag. You’re the sweetest!

Here’s my take:

Here are just some of the many things I love about Mike:

• He makes me laugh no matter how ANGRY I am. Even if I try so hard to stay angry to make a point, he makes me laugh, or at least makes me smile, anyway.
• I love his smell, his neck, his ears, his face…everything about him.
• He is so huggable.
• He is so sensitive and knows me so well. According to him, my eyes sparkle differently when I want *his services*.
• He understands all my whines.
• He is a good father to our daughter.
• He is proud of me and my accomplishments. (Wouldn’t you love someone like that?)

I’m tagging Tracy, Abie and Peachy.

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One of our friends was having issues and was ranting over email (She and her husband manage their own business and it had something to do with internal audit in San Diego California) and I replied that I remember that her husband is an accountant. She replied with “exactly!”

I know wives will agree to what I will be writing now.

When you love someone so much, you are willing to do some sacrifices for him. Even if it pains you to do so. To save a marriage, or simply for the welfare of your loved one. Even little sacrifices that you won’t do for your boss or best friend. It’s different with your husband or your kids.

So honey, I love you so much that I ate all the chocolates with almonds in our refrigerator. It’s bad for you. I’m willing to sacrifice.