Days of "Strawberry Jam" without "J"
Dear Jam,
Lovely knows how to pose with her eyes to the side! Plus! Hand on the hip with the other one relaxed by the other side! You just love this new outfit, too from Mamala's gift of new clothes yesterday. This one, a Ralph Lauren Polo hoodie, comes in handy for a weather like this. If we roll the sleeves down, it's perfect for the cold and if we put the hood up, it will protect your head from drizzle. Don't worry, I brought our handy dandy gigantic umbrella, learning from our lesson yesterday.
The day started hectic. I was running against time again but it all came flat on my face. Again. I had thought that the pre-production meeting for the benefit concert where I was performing in would be at 1430Hrs today. We were early and I made sure that we were at least 45 minutes earlier than expected as I detested being late. That is so unlike the
younger me who used to come to school late, cut classes or not go to school at all. We did get sidetracked a bit when we got out of the house as we were met by a beautiful Christmas parol hung for us by the residences owner. You've had a fancy on these glittery decorations since they came up last month but we just didn't have time to buy one for you or one that would suit my interior decorating taste. But now, seeing this, I don't think there is any need to fuss about buying one, and instead worry about our tree and Christmas lights. For me, Christmas would not be the same without a tree or the lights.So on we went to DV Soria. We lagged a bit, seeing as it was too early and dropped by Mcky D's to buy you an extra large helping of French Fries, which you munched down without breathing to pause before taking another. Then there we were in the meeting venue only to disappointed to find out that the meeting wouldn't be until later at 1800Hrs. Well, it didn't matter anyway as later on when I tried to fix my schedule, I realized the big conflict there was between that and the HOLCIM Christmas Concert. I dropped the benefit concert. I think that was a blessing in disguise, you know. I was again, going back to how I juggled sidelines before you came, spreading myself too thin. I wanted to because it was the only way I can be available to the people who need me. But maybe God was telling me to take it slow this time and that should I plan to be efficient I should reduce the quantity of my endeavors but increase the quality with every performance.
Ate Hannah came by during my shift. We finally spoke about your Ate Nikki. We were discussing how and why the family concerned didn't want the other Bajuyos to know about it when in fact it is such an issue where family is needed. You know what I mean? Your Ate Nikki texted and said that after the biopsy result, she is free to go. I hope, free from anything else damaging to her health as well. But we can only pray. As of now, I still cannot commit to visit them in the hospital, my cough and colds aren't so good, to think I only have a couple more days before the HOLCIM assignment. On the brighter side, aside from Ate Hannah's sweet nothings of lovelife galore, you amused her with your "cooking skills". She reported that when she went up the FoodHauz, you didn't pay her as much attention as you did your kitchen play set. You were hacking Bucky the stuffed cat with your plastic knife saying "Yayay Meemeen" but then threw whatever imaginary 
piece of meat you cut from it into a pot of imaginary stew. Hahah! Our little cook! Sorry, I didn't get a chance to take a picture of you and Ate Hannah.I don't know what was up with you but you demanded for "boobools". You wanted to take a bath and I felt like it was the only way to calm you down. You wouldn't want to be stopped, you had already taken your pajamas off. I left you in that tub of yours with all the bubbles as I checked the curious little shoot of plant that sprouted in a crevice of our kitchen tiles. It must be from a stray watermelon seed that wouldn't go with the others to the garbage. We'll see how it grows, shall we? I think that would be an adventure. From this day forward, we shall call it "Stray". Had Daddy been here, he would pluck that shoot out before I could even see it. He was able to text us today by the way. Twice. Once when I was at the cafe, to let me know that they were "there". Where t
here was I actually don't know because he hasn't told much. Twice was when we arrived home to tell us that they will be leaving soon. *sigh*JAMantic of the Day:
"Aman. Aman." That's why Nahnang calls you German because the Deutsche English pronounciation for "e" is almost around "a". That's how you say "Amen. Amen." to tell me that it was time to pray. That praying time wasn't complete without Yayt on and without the look of forcibly closed eyes. Here, thus portrayed when I asked you "How do you pray, again?" just like that! :D
Your Mommy,
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