I am back in Manila, to my reality, recovering from my tiring 3 1/2 flight and having a royal hang-over.
My daughter told me the other night that she pukpuk seven, repeat, seven ipises. pak pak pak.
When Edmund and I were in the laundry area discussing our unfinished dirty kitchen renovation, I saw two teenager ipises. Normally, I would look for a tsinelas and would pukpuk them myself. Pero ngayon, ayoko nga. royal blood na ako, so I asked my dear husband instead “Tart, may ipis, teenager pa, pukpukin mo nga, ayun pa oh”.
When we went up to our room, I went inside my bathroom, I saw a big one hanging on my curtain. Again, instead of killing it myself, I called dear husband.
“Tart! tart! merong ipis, ang laki, ikaw nga ang magpukpuk. Simula ngayon ikaw na ang taga pukpuk.”
By the powers vested upon me as Queen of the Kingdom of Ewan, I now appoint my husband to be the official ipis pukpuker, and shall accord to him the honor of killing all ipises around the house. Amen.
HAHAHA reading your old posts make my day! It makes 2020 bearable! Hahaha! 🙂 🙂 Keep safe and healthy! <3
Yes, it’s 2021 and I’m backreading her old posts din.