Days of "Strawberry Jam" without "J"
Dear Jam,
My gosh! Should you be the model for Biaño's Pizza, I will buy you! Not the pizza! This picture of you is so priceless, look at your eyes, your nose, the lips and your cute little digits hanging on to that reservation number! Mwah* Mwah* Mwah*
Nahnang's tummy is happy today because I decided that we should grab pizza on the way home for lunch. I got tired cooking, besides we already ate at Kauswagan. This heat! It's not helpful, it's just draining my energy for whatever it may be used for; like cooking and doing other household chores. But the pizza was good! At Php90 for a regular-sized Homemade special recipe pizza by Alberto Biaño, it's not so bad for our number. I
ordered two flavors, Cheese & Garlic Pizza and Beef, Mushroom & Cheese Pizza! We took home two delicious thin crust, mouth-watering lunch for a total of only Php180! That helped me a lot, especially since I have been cutting down on expenditures. Hahah! You didn't like it as much as Nahnang and I did because breakfast at Kauswagan and milk made you full. So Nahnang's tummy was even happier when she found out she was to eat more than she had expected. We love pizza and pasta, I don't know about you...? Hehe!You just missed home so much! This means that our pad in Nazareth
has become a home for you. When you arrived, found 
the mattress spread on the floor as it is always ready for you, you stretched yourself in that favorite "Daddy" position of yours; with your hands tucked under your head. You don't seem fussed about this darned weather as I am. My day even got bothersome when on our way home, hailing a jeep from Kauswagan, we rode with a woman who was acting rather scrupulous about being told off. The scenario happens to start when a grandmother, though fancily clad with gold and glitters head-to-toe, is still a senior citizen, deserving of respect and courtesy, who mounted the jeep with her granddaughter, who was rather equally bathed in all the colors and prints of her dress. Anyway, it doesn't matter how rich they looked like or how healthy the grandmother may still look like but I think they should have been given proper berth. Courtesy requires people to perhaps move and give space for new hires to settle in the jeep. No, instead, the pair had to balance at their toes to keep their butts on their seat. Hardly able to withstand it, the grandmother asked the lady sitting at the end of their seat to at least move. This lady was holding everyone off when in fact, there was more space to be had where she was sitting. She could have just moved. But no, she had to ball her eyes, take one minute to scowl at the old lady, mutter at her breath before she actually thumped her butt about to tell us she wasn't happy. I so wanted to laugh. Nahnang and I wanted to laugh at her too. The grandmother and I were looking at each other, holding our breaths from wanting to laugh. We forgot about it and thought better to hand that self-righteous being to her own karma. Lesson to be learned? She wouldn't want that to happen to her now, wouldn't she?
Speaking of "grandmothers", after days of being apart, you and Mamala finally reunite at Lapasan during our cafe duty. We are back to PM shift! Sadly, your pet kitten Meemeen disappeared. Mamala says that Papalo readied her for you, cleaned her well for you to hold today. But when they arrived early in the morning, Meemeen couldn't be found anywhere in the FoodHauz.
JAMantic of the Day:
Mamala also says, hadn't Nahnang clarified, she would have had reasons to fear where you have been picking your words from. It's this whole issue about "Yawer". In Visayan, that's near enough to the word that means "Devil". Haha! You were pointing her earrings while saying "Yawer". She said "No, earrings." She got so scared. Thankfully, Nahnang spotted the earrings in the form of "Flowers" and elucidated. Haha!
P.S. Daddy called and texted to say "Goodnight Baby." to both of us.
Your Mommy,
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