lazy sunday

Painted my eight small toenails silver [platinum silver rather, at least according to the label] and let the two big ones remain violet. So now my feet look like the manifestation of an identity crisis. Pretty striking, though not necessarily pretty since my feet look like ginger roots in the first place. Haha. Whatever.

Anywho, Jebb and Badong spent pretty much the whole day here with John and me. It's nice being one of the guys again just like the old days, you know, just horsing around and pretty much just being complete asses and all.

And we ate a lot. Badong and I made chocolate hotcakes late in the afternoon, just about an hour or so after eating a hearty lunch. It wouldn't win any awards, but it tasted alright and we had a blast in the process, playing with the consistency of the batter and the shape of the hotcake itself.

For dinner, I reheated the remains of the adobo we had for lunch and then added some things here and there to have more sabaw. To my relief, it came out alright and Jebb even commented that it tasted really good. Seems I don't suck in the kitchen as much as I thought I did, thank God.

By the way, Mama left sometime before we ate lunch. But we went grocery shopping before she left. So now I've a more than full stock of all the things I could ever need for the coming weeks or so. She really is the best.