My parents are something else. My mom was the one who proposed to my flabbergasted father (Actually it was more like, "What, are you just going to date me for another year or are you going to marry me?") and from then on, everything turned upside down.

I don't know how my mother can stand my father's snoring and over-all restlessness. At dinner, all my mother does is rat my dad out about his table manners.

On the other hand, I don't know how my father can stand my mom's nagging and obsessive-compulsiveness. She never lets him drive her cars and she doesn't make my dad enter their room with his outside shoes.

No matter how much they fight, though, they always end up laughing with tears in their eyes. No joke.

Overheard:

Dad: 25 years na tayo! Do you regret it? Would you still marry me after this?
Mom: Everyday

Happy 25th guys.

And this is for Inigo.



Conan says Happy Birthday! :D