“The day I was born I was born free and that is my Privilege.”

A Sushi of Comedy, Romance, and Tragedy
June 29, 2008, 3:03 pm
Filed under: Familia, Tabloid

Still dreaming of holding a microphone while singing Bon Jovi’s It’s My Life after spending the night before tiring my vocal chords on a videoke get-together with my friends at the office, and as a result, I forgot to prepare a suitable outfit for my cousin Sheryl’s wedding. All my pants were in the laundry, dirty. I thought of the cargo pants not suitable, so I didn’t wear it. But why on earth did I attend the wedding on shorts? I even asked my friends if it is okay to wear shorts going to a wedding even though I already knew that they will shout a no as an answer. Bon Jovi, Shot to the heart and you are to blame. You give love a bad name.. ๐Ÿ™‚

I banged open the door to my mother’s room and yelled, “All ready.” And my mom, who was busy making herself beautiful, asked me, “Is that what you’re going to wear?”

And I looked at myself and said, “Yes. Don’t you worry. I’ll stay at the last pew.” She smiled.

My uncle arrived to pick us up. As my mother and I were going towards the car, my gossipy auntie, who was, at that time, doing their laundry asked, “Hello. Where are you two going?”

My mother said, “It’s my niece’s wedding.”

She then asked, “And why is she wearing that?”

Hey, hey, just do your laundry, okay?!, Karen Walker silently shouted for me.

No more “Why are you wearing shorts?” questions. We stopped by at my uncle’s house to get his family and other relatives.

While waiting for others to get ready, my mother and Lola got into a discussion about a relative’s daughter who is now working abroad. I was busily taking a picture of the wedding invitation when Lola said to me, “Kaya ikaw mag-asawa ka ng Kano para dalhin ka sa US.”

Lola, if you’re talking about the American living in Calabasas, California, who loves surfing, who calls his dog Sativa, who is allergic to Sorbet, who sings with Mike, Jose, Kilmore, then I will live to your American Dream, I mutely commented.

Less than an hour of travel and we arrived finally at Mt. Carmel. Uncle Ed, Kuya Edwin, Auntie Clarita, and the other visitors were there already. The wedding itself was solemn except for my niece Analyn and nephew Adrian’s whines and shrieks. The lad was asking the lady to give him the mass booklet saying that my mom needs it. The lady refused to give it to him. And their little play was heard vis-a-vis the priest’s sermons.

When the wrangle was over, Analyn saw me with a camera and asked me to take a picture of her. And here she is.

And Adrian busied himself hitting the ebonies and ivories on the pew.

I liked it when the couple kissed after the priest officially declared them as man and wife and butterflies flew all over them. Here they are after the ceremony.

At the reception area, Oasis, while doing the traditionals.

I adore the cake, the leaning tower of Pisa cake, as I call it, as much as I like their idea of wind chimes as souvenir.

I want petit cakes for my wedding, though, placed at every table, and for the souvenir, what about a rocking chair, kidding, nothing in mind.

Tragically, Uncle Ed, who refused to let go a tear for a daughter who will now start her own family, suffered from stroke. A few words for the couple, a dance with her daughter and he collapsed. He was rushed to St. Lukes, the nearest hospital, and he is now at Labor Hospital under observation after having an operation. I pray for your recovery, Uncle Ed. I know how muy bien a father you are. ๐Ÿ™‚


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hay naku tama bang isisi sa videoke session ang hindi mo pag-alala sa isusuot mo sa kasal? ๐Ÿ˜›

at bakit wala ditong picture ng couple with you wearing your shorts? ๐Ÿ˜›

ganon talaga ang matatanda eh no, parang ang pag-aasawa ng kano talaga ang solusyon at tanging paraan para makarating ng amerika. pero tama naman ung binulong ng konsensya mo. un talaga ang american dream. ๐Ÿ˜€

musta naman na si uncle ed?

Comment by kat

eh, na-excite ako eh sa sing-sing and dance-dance natin eh, ayun.. na-realize ko nga din ang importance ng palda, so bibili na ako ng palda.. hahaha.. what a realization!!

Hay, nako, si lowla talaga, buti kung si brandon yun o kaya si hugh laurie pede pa.. DOM, hahaha..

Comment by jel

si uncle ang huli kong balita ICU siya ng Labor Hospital.. hope he’s doing fine now at tuloy-tuloy na sana ang recovery.. ๐Ÿ™‚

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