the haunting

Sanga sells stuff on ebay. We were washing one of the dresses when a pink stain magically appeared. So we boiled some water and scrubbed that stain into oblivion. We were fairly contented with leaving the dress under hot water since the stain was almost gone.

When she checked on it again, a pen stain appeared near the straps. So we got the scrubber, soap and hot water again. We let it sit for a few minutes, confident that we conquered the stain once again.

After a few minutes, she discovered another problem. The plastic buttons semi melted and left blue circular stains on the dress. What the fuck. We had to cut the buttons from the dress and redo all the @#%$^ scrubbing. By this time, Aisa was talking to the dress. Pleading it to go into the light (ala Melinda in ghost whisperer). I swear. Vintage clothes are haunted. After a few minutes, she resorted to black mailing and threatening the dress ghost. Again, we left the dress to ruminate in its hellish hot death bed. I can assure the buyer - whoever that is - that the dress is 100% germ free.

We took a quick nap. It was our fatal mistake. We should have just stared at the haunted dress. We should have surrounded it with cloves of garlic or maybe boiled it in holy water. I think a bible could have worked as well. When we woke up, Aisa discovered that another dress fell on the haunted dress thus leaving a blue stain on the fallen dress. She frantically shouted for me to boil another batch and to prepare for a long night of scrubbing.

I know.

Good thing we won in the end. Semi-win. We won this battle. We have yet to win the war.

We didn't want to take a picture of the dress for fear that it will haunt my camera as well.

Good news is my muscles have acquired a new muscle memory! My right arm can scrub without thinking. It's almost a reflex now.

The whole ordeal took the whole afternoon. We plopped on to the bed and fainted. Dress cursing is fun.

TAKAWWWWWWW!!!! nyahahahaha..

ipac outing

We went to Punta Fuego for the mother's day celebration plus Sang's mom's birthday is coming up.
Trip. One word. FUN! What more can be said?

(The first thing we ever did was check out the pool.. And we weren't disappointed!)

This little girl is Therese - Aisa's cousin. You won't believe what comes out of her mouth. Meheeee.. I should follow her around with a camcorder sometime. She is definitely an Aisa mini-me. They even have the same bangs.

(Therese had the great idea of crawling under the table.. I almost mistook her for a cat)

(Lazy boi and the Lazy girl. She is the ultimate lazy goddess.)

(Here she is again.. drooling all over my shirt. I've gotten used to laway-stained shirts. Heee.. Love her. It doesn't matter if the trip lasts for 5 minutes or 5 days. She still finds time to snooze. Amazing.)

(Here we are trying to swim at Crescent beach. My perfect beach. Unfortunately, all of us have some sort of fishophobia. There were schools of fishes around. Kahit na ang lawak ng dagat, magkadikit pa din kami lahat.)

Pictures do say a thousand words. You should check out Aisa's multiply. More pics there!

Aisa gave me cake the other day. Sweet! A surprise. She's capable of sweetness? Really? Boobie shaped cakes! Yummy! Heee..
I'm not sure but I think it must have been my bribe for going to their house when I was supposed to be at the apartment.
This is her eating MY cake at the office. Weh.

work work work

That's a picture of Aisa working. Her cubicle decorations are awesome. It takes skill and patience to make your table look like this. Well, I got bored looking at the dust bunnies on and under her desk so I decided to mess with her hair. ehehe.

I know what you guys are thinking.. that this is HER blog. I can't help it. My girl is really weird. I have to expose her weirdness. For awareness' sake lang. Para hindi ka mashado ma shock when you finally get to meet her.

Aisa blogged about watching Schindler's list. What she didn't care to expound was HOW she watched it. Let's just say there was a lot of scratching and frothing at the mouth involved in watching this movie.
Yep. That's her. Basically, what happens during the movie is that..
.. she covers her eyes and she just leaves a small space to take a peek through
+ she screams after every horrible scene.. which in then followed by an eerie silence and the "bewildered + pouting look" (see baby pic) with the realization that they actually killed the person
+ a lot of *&^#$*&^@*#$
+ super dikit sakin na parang gusto nya nang pumatong
+ "ano daw? ano daw?" coz she's legally deaf whenever she watches a movie. I should just charge her for making me her personal talking subtitle.
+ the never ending commentaries on how the events should have taken place or what the main character should have done.. or how cute the dress was or how cute the actors were or..
+ she shakes me just to see if I'd spill what would happen next in the movie. The weird thing is that she does this for movies I've never seen as well.. Aisa : "mamamatay ba sha? ha? ha? (with really worried look)".. All I can really say is "aba ewan dude. di ko din to nakita pa eh. pwede naman antayin nlang natin ano mangyari no?"

Well.. Watching stuff with her is never boring. I have to be super attentive since she has questions. At may followup questions pa. Comments, requests, reactions and suggestions. Minsan may halong suntok, tadyak at yakap. I'd consider myself lucky if there were kissing scenes but, unfortunately, Schindler's List was 99% gore.

All I can say is that when she's hooked on something, she is DEFINITELY HOOKED and she's one of the most compassionate people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing.