I am turning twenty-six this July, and yet I’ve only been a bridesmaid once. Not that I am complaining. I hate wearing dresses, or gowns. The first (and last) time I was a bridesmaid, I was only in grade school. I don’ remember much of it, except that it was very hot that day, and I was sweating like a pig in a pink gown, and the food at the reception was very delicious. I don’t have a picture during the wedding. I haven’t even thought of securing a copy for myself. 
Me and my cousin (whose wife I was bridesmaid of) haven’t seen each other in years, but I know they kept all the pictures in a big, heavy album I peek into from time to time when we were still living near each other. The bride didn’t give away bridesmaid gifts, which could’ve been my other souvenir. Oh well. Anybody going to marry soon? I could be your bridesmaid 
Just don’t force me to wear a dress. 
Have you ever seen an episode of MTV Cribs (that segment which featured tours of celebrities’ homes)? If you have, then I’m sure you have ooohed and aaahed at least once with the magnificence of their houses. I remembered watching Cribs every chance I got. To make myself jealous, perhaps? 
No. I’m an admirer of beauty, and when I see stately houses such as those featured in the segment, I get hooked. Imagine having your own home theater system like that of Fifty Cent. Yep. Complete with three thousand movies and his own home theater seating. If we had that, I doubt if we will get anything done inside the house. At all.
You have been hard at work at spamming our blogs for the longest time now (some of you even started on day one of the blogversary contest) and me and Pehpot are always delighted to see our dashboards always full of comments waiting to be moderated. I hope this comment flooding continues forever but I know that not all good things last. As the contest draws to an end, I know I am going to miss being flabbergasted by the sheer number of comments that I see in my dashboards (I know Pehpot will, too!). I dearly hope that by digging through our archives, you learned a thing or two and got to know us better. Why don’t you all take a short break? Here’s a little saucer of choco crinkles (I LOVE these by Pines City Bakeshop! Lurve! 
) and an über cold glass of mango shake. Woot! Enjoy!
Again, not the best background and lighting (it was me who took the shot, after all. What do you expect? 
) but I assure you it will take away all your tiredness. Also joining you in your break is my nephew El (pardon him if he can’t help but drink straight from the blender jar):
The latest Girls Talk topic (Vital Statistics, of ALL things!) got me thinking, perhaps I should make an effort to exercise for real. Spending most of the day in front of the computer can really take a toll on one’s body shape, even for someone with a metabolism like I do. Maybe we can allocate a space in the house for a fixed dip station (and no, it’s not the kind you go to for appetizers at parties and restaurants, although I admit that would be much more enjoyable to have. ). I don’t think it will eat much space, looking at it. The question is, will I be able to use it for exercising, much less on a daily basis? Oh well. Only time will tell.
It’s been a while since I was able to read anything out of a physical book (that being Deception Point by Dan Brown) because I read e-books more often now. Not that I prefer e-books over textbooks, it’s just that it’s more convenient for me to open an e-book file on my computer if I want to read than go to a bookstore and browse for something worth reading and then taking the trip back home just to be able to enjoy the book I bought. Of course I still love traditional books. They give me less eyesore and I love the smell of old books upon first opening. I wish now that we live near a public library where I can just sit down and read to my heart’s content while surrounded by lots of old books. Wow. That would be heaven for me. If I wasn’t a WAHM I would gladly be a librarian just to be near books. Seriously.
