together, a diary day

Today is a diary and picture day.

Okay, it is not really today's entry, but well, I hardly enter descriptions of my day here, and since my sleepy baby and I did write part of an entry together last Saturday, she wanted me to post it online.

After a few days of procrastination.. here goes.



February 21, 2009.
Today happens to be our anniversary. Okay, our one year and ten months anniversary. So technically speaking, it is our monthsary. Anyway, so here, we jointly wrote a diary entry together on my iPhone.

A day we needed to budget our cash -- after a fun night at Star City (an amusement park), we woke to find ourselves rather low in cash. It was worth the hassle, however, for we had loads of fun in Star City. The sad part, though, was after the movie, when we finally realized that we couldn't eat as freely as normally would have... we walked past Fridays, Italianni's, Cibo, Fish & Co -- the list goes on -- and we couldn't eat at any of those restaurants that we always favour. There is something to be said about stopping to count your money in your wallet while smoking that really brings out the reality of the situation. In a way, it was fun, though, for what better way to have this experience than to share it with the one you love :)

And then the entry ended here because our food arrived, and us two hungry pigs starting eating and talking and forgot about continuing the entry. I shall continue it on my own.

What happened the night before was that we went to Star City, an amusement park, and we had so much fun and spent so much money that we forgot that we needed to budget for the remainder of the time that I was still there before I went home. We bought the all-rides pass and we spent a lot on tokens to play games, because well, my baby just loves playing games at fairs and eating fair food. She won me a small cuddly toy, though, and yes, I won't deny, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT when my girl wins me a toy at a fair :)

We rode the ferris wheel, and I had to laugh, because she was so afraid of the ferris wheel, when we were on the top, that she wanted so badly to come down and I was afraid that she was literally gonna poop in her pants. Apparently heights do not go well with her. So she made a fuss for the whole duration of the ferris wheel ride, and I admit, I had to stop myself from laughing and reassure her instead.

The day at Star City ended with a fish spa. Now, fish spas. It makes me laugh just thinking about it. So we paid a not really outrageous sum of money to sit in a pond filled with fishes. The thing about these fishes are that the moment you enter and put your feet into the pond, they swim away, all scared. Then slowly, slowly, they start coming up to you and nibble at your feet. The sensation is the "oh-my-goodness-i-can't-seem-to-talk-because-i-am-out-of-breath-with-squeils-and-laughter" type of feeling. When one or two fishes start nibbling at your feet, it's nice. When a whole gang of Dorys and Nemos start nibbling at your feet, you start to get really tickled, and then you start doing outrageous things, like trying not to giggle and squirming in your seat and gripping my thigh so viciously (which was what she did) that I wanna cry cos it hurts and you start laughing and pretending to be nonchalent because you look like a fool if you don't.

Those fishes in the fish spa though, were picky. They chose my feet over hers almost all the time. I have no idea why. Maybe because I had black nail polish on my toes and she had none. But we both figured that the reason why those fishes chose to swarm over and all at once nibble at my feet was because my feet wasn't as filthy or stinky. (Because, you see, a hidden secret here is that baby has stinky feet sometimes. Hush now.)

Anyway, so we spent the entire night there, and when we went back home, we ended the night with great, great sex. As in. I found a new position for us to make love in, and she loved it. That night, we made love with an intensity that blew us both away. Or rather, blew her away. Apparently, the new position I found made her weak in the knees, and whatever I did was so good. That night, we made love fabulously. We had great, great sex. Of course, we have great sex each and every time :)

And then, the next day, we woke to find that we did not have much cash left. So that day, instead of riding the cab in comfort as we normally would have, we ended up commuting. It was alright, not as bad, though. We had fast food for lunch because it was the cheapest, and we drank bottled water instead of manufactured drinks that would have been more expensive.

The reason for this budgeted day was because I was gonna go home the next day and I needed cash for the cab ride to the airport, and she had no more money, and my cash was running out, so we had to really budget.


This is the mall we went to that night. We wanted to catch a movie and have dinner before I flew home the next day. I wanted to see "He's Just Not That Into You", but apparently the ticket prices were more expensive. So we settled for "Valkyrie", which turned out to be equally good. Baby is funny, though. She gets scared at the weirdest parts of the movie and ended up covering her ears at almost every part of the movie. It's funny. She's funny.

She makes me laugh. (Let me swoon for a second and go weak in the knees thinking about her first.)

After the movie came dinner time. Now, normally we would not have such difficulty deciding on what to eat, because we would just simply go for Cafe Breton, Fridays, Dencio's etc. This time, however, our cash was so limited that we really were in a fix.

It is true what we wrote together right at the beginning of this entry on this day. There is something about stopping to surreptitiously count your money in your wallet while holding a cigarette that brings out the reality of the situation. It is the first time we have done that -- surreptitiously count our money in my wallet. We have never done that because, well, we have never gone this budget before.

But smoking helped us, though. We had time to decide while smoking, and it calmed me down, I don't know why. I remember too, baby vividly saying that she knows I really love her a lot, while I was smoking. I cannot remember why, but I believe it is because I refused to let her take even a puff, because she was complaining of how her lungs felt weak.

Anyway, we settled on Japanese for dinner, and so we had Teriyaki Boy for dinner. And the first picture -- that was what we had for dinner. If I am not wrong, we had gyoza, tempura udon, tuna maki salad, miso soup, and rice. Now, because we were still recovering from that nasty bout of food poisoning, we did not eat much.

That was our budgeted meal, and I know it isn't really budgeted, but it really is. Teriyaki Boy is budgeted and cheap, and we could not order as freely as we should have, so to us, it was budgeted enough. Hello, I did not even order my normal order of chawanmushi!! (but only because I gave in and let baby order her rice and what-nots.)

So there, that concludes our diary entry for February 21, 2009. Our one year and ten months anniversary.

In all, it was a fabulous day. It was a fabulous and loving three weeks I spent there.

And now, off to lunch I go, then off to play with my dear dog :)