Today’s my mother’s birthday, although we didn’t spend it celebrating or anything.  I guess we’re long past that stage.  But we did one hell of a lunch here at home, where we spent two hours on the dining table picking at the food and just talking about how our weekend went.

You see, the whole family was basically apart for the whole weekend; Papa went to spend the night with his siblings in Tanay, Rizal to fix up the house while Kuya, Mama and I drove over to Bagbaguin to attend a padasal for that particular lola’s death. 

Every time I go to our house in Bagbaguin I usually don’t spend any time at all with my folks.  There is never a lack of people to talk to in that place and even though there’s no television in there my day seems to pass by faster than it does here at home.

But the downside of hanging out too much with cousins is that I lost sleep during the weekends.  I hung out with my cousins up until two in the morning, just joking and catching up.  Yes, I wasn’t attacked by my usual wave of sleepiness because let me tell you, my cousins are one hell of a group of storytellers.  And then the lot of us was up at six because we had to leave early to avoid the traffic.

So that’s it then.  I hafta catch up on my sleep now.