I just escaped hell — our house. Christmas seems to be becoming more boring each year. I don’t know. Maybe it’s also because of the fact that I’m getting old. Tsk. The house is a mess, no decorations, no Misa de Gallo, no people, and everyone appears not to have some peace of mind.
Season’s Greetings everyone. Sorry I couldn’t make a personalized one for each and everyone. And I would like to thank Christian for his gift. Really appreciate it. :cheerful:
Yesterday I went to Trento (a town about an hour away from ours) to attend the Christmas Party of my parent’s office, National Food Authority. We were in a swimming pool. As it turned out, it wouldn’t qualify as a “party” at all. Really. Before, when I was younger (ouch, the term hurts), their parties are simply held in their office and there are parlor games and exchange of gifts. This year’s didn’t even have the latter — actually the former too! There also used to be a special part for the kids. The new manager brought his youngest son. He’s grown-up and cool. I remember him in one of those kiddie parties before. Sigh, I don’t wanna be told to grow up.
Today I went to the seminar for the baptism of our classmate’s son tomorrow. The lady who was up front first seemed like she wanted to scold us or something. The two who followed were fine, especially the third one. I think Mama knows her. The seminar was basically about The Seven Sacraments. That was my first time. Majority of us participants were teens..? There were 12 of us high school classmates, but only 6 who went to eat to Rose Bakeshop to eat after a ‘long’ day..
