Visita Iglesia '08
After six years, we finally brought back the tradition. It's just sad that Daddy can't be with us, but Tita Sun was there to add more direction to our undecided itinerary. I'm glad I now have time to do this.It's a discovery that there actually are so many churches just in BF Homes alone. We could have finished the seven stops there, but it wouldn't be an adventure for the Torres household. We just had to add in a few churches from Las Piñas and of course, our beloved St. James and St. Jerome. I'm proud of how each church was different in terms of celebrating this holy season. Each one was definitely pious. At the end of this, I'm thankful for His great love.
But what could complete this escapade better than trying out 
the food in another new restaurant discovery? Yup, the churches may have been almost random, but one thing was definite: we were going to eat and eat well we did. I'm loving these days.
Back To My Peeps
Last Saturday, I went back to the store after almost two months. I was so touched by the welcome I received. It feels great to know you've been missed. I've forgotten that, for two years, it has been home for me. Vicky was the first one I saw. Busy at the soda station, it took her a while before she realized I was a familiar face. Like her, Andrew enthusiastically quipped "Ma'am!" and grinned. And so it was announced to those who cared. The prodigal manager is back for a visit. April was torn between her want to talk to me and the need to distribute the desserts for the party. I went upstairs to check on Papits who also did a double take before greeting me with a hug. Josh was there, as always. I learned later that he also went on a hiatus. Daisy even gave me an order of large fries. I have to remember to thank her for that later.I had a chat with most of the people I saw. Rai even went to the store so together we could infuse some craziness, just like the old times. It felt good to be back, even for a few hours. I was surprised at how little has changed with my absence. I'm convinced that, have I stayed, I would have also been doing the same old things. I know it would have been a safe option; I would not be faced with the stress of starting over, but I also know that I would be forever wondering about a different life.
As seen in Julia's Friendster account: one of my last days in the store
Good times, indeed!
my finger on it, but there is something about this year that made me more conscious of graduation. It feels like everyone's family member is graduating. Seriously. Let's not even attempt to enumerate.
movement of the eyelid rubs against the torn skin of the external eye and every ounce of light was enough to start the pain all over again. Suffice it to say that I could barely keep my eyes open, much less get out of our house's front door. Darkness was my friend for two and a half days. The specialist finally explained what it was all about: recurrent corneal erosion: the tearing of the covering of the eye (probably during sleep). 
