Love comes in the form of fried chicken

Last week I text'd mama and told her, "Ma 'pag uwi ko luto ka fried chicken."

Weekend, when I got home the first thing I said to her, "Ma fried chicken."

Just now my nose picked up on the delicious smell of chicken being fried, I commented, "Mmmm ang bango naman nun." and she replied, "'Di atin yun."

Just now I asked her, "Ma anong ulam?", and she replied, "Wala, di naman nakapamalengke di ba?"

Just now I went to the kitchen, approached the stove, peeked into the pan and lo and behold, chicken pieces being fried.

Just now I returned to my room, walked to my mama and hugged her, just hugged her, and she smiled silly.

Kasi 'di kasya sa facebook wall

A love letter


@Ged Tajonera gone for a week... Alam ko inaaliw kita minsan, inaaliw mo rin ako minsan, tapos tatawa tayo with reckless abandon, then the world won't understand why (OP sila eh). Nagtabi na tayo isang gabi sa kama; naaninag na ang silhouette ng hubad na ******* through a shower door; nakapag-stroll na rin tayo sa park-like setting sa ilalim ng isang magandang buwan; 'pag may spaghetti na handog sa akin, tuwina hahatian kita; 'di ka touchy ah pero naisukbit mo na ang iyong kamay sa back pocket ng pantalon ko at ang akin rin sa iyo. At ngayon ako'y nababahala kasi akala ko kinuha ka na n'ya, hindi N'yang makapangyarihan kundi yung white lady, pabalik ng Sweden (mas nabahala ako na baka yung local version ng kinatatakutan natin, lugi ka teh kasi sa hukay ka aakayin nun). Tapos 'di ka man lang nagpaalam sa akin. What is this thing that we have?

Again, when you get back YOU BETTER HAVE SOMETHING TASTY FOR ME, food or non-food. 


with pagtatampo,
Jo