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Bedbugs, new jobs, you know the drill. Continue reading Updates
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I realized recently that as I grow older, my tolerance for bullshit and noise, literal and otherwise, has constantly diminished. Impressing others and pretending to care … Continue reading On Negative Emotions
This past weekend, we got a present. It came in the form of an annoying doorbell ring early on Saturday morning. Neither of us wanted to get up and answer it. But I have always been the more stubborn one … Continue reading Don’t Let the Kids Get All the Fun
I’m a pretty neurotic person. Worrying about anything–from the possibility of having an aneurysm to whether I cooked the meat well enough to whether I’m good enough to doubting the soundness of having a kid and making him/her live in the … Continue reading It’s Okay Not to be Happy
This is what happens when two big goofs can’t resist playing in the first snow of the season. Be warned: Poop jokes are involved (as usual). Continue reading Playing in the Snow
Jenny and I have been married for over eight months. I think we’ve been each other’s sanity in this half-year-plus. It’s normal for a married couple to normalize each other. This is exactly what we’ve done. Where’s our damn trophy? … Continue reading Marriage Makes You Saner, At Least Through the First 8 Months
I celebrated my birthday with my wonderful husband for the second time last weekend. Yes, in an ideal world, you get an entire three-day weekend birthday celebration. Also, in an ideal world, you get to devour all your favorite food … Continue reading Cooking Filipino Food (By an American, Rather Wonderful Man)
Timmy and I have a lot in common. One of these attributes (special powers?) involves the ability to make fantastic farts. Allow me to explain. Loud farts are always funny; whether it’s from you or not, it’s always something you could make … Continue reading “Who Farted? It Wasn’t Me!”
Already Jenny has spent more time in the US than I did in the Philippines. She has a better grasp of cultural norms here, which include shoving people on the train platform for seats and spending far too much money … Continue reading Learn to Appreciate the Small Stuff: Like Dying Leaves and Midgets
Three days ago, I met Timmy again after six months. It was different from the last times we’ve been together. Back then it ended in painful goodbyes after several days. This time, it would take several years before we have … Continue reading LDR No More
A certain bee I know will be with me soon in my humble little home in the United States. I only need to survive a few more days without her. For anyone who has ever been apart from someone they … Continue reading An Easy Promise
Jenny is on her way here. Not at this very moment, but soon. Very soon. Soon enough where there are parts of my apartment I can clean then completely avoid as not to completely dirty them up with my grimy … Continue reading Sayonara Skype, Loneliness, and Pooping with the Door Open
Year 1 – Year 2 – Year 3 Happy third loveaversary, Drunky McPotato O’Bee!!! Soon we will move on from that third picture. Especially since now, we’re technically on our first day in our fourth year (Philippine Time). We’ll have … Continue reading 3 Years of Bee-ing Together in Accurate AF Pictures
Many times in a long distance relationship you’d have to force yourself to be positive. Positive that you’ll see each other soon enough. That you’ll be together one day and never have to say goodbye again. It’s not easy. Back … Continue reading LDR is Freaking Hard. And I Wouldn’t Have it Any Other Way
Loving someone from half a world away is painful at times. True, I wouldn’t change a thing on how my relationship with Timmy evolved. I believe that falling in love with someone living more than 8000 miles away has been … Continue reading Love is Patient…Until it’s Not
I don’t have much to say here. I just thought the title was great. It’s a play on the song Killing in the Name by beloved soft folk artists Rage Against the Machine. Except, as you can see, I’m missing … Continue reading Kilig In The Name Of
It’s been 2 months and 12 days since I last saw Timmy/felt the tip of his fingertips brush against mine as he walked away from me towards the airport gates. But I am not going to write about sad, gut-wrenching … Continue reading Real Men Wear Flowers
I lied to my fiancée today. This is my confession. Each day when I get on the train for my commute she asks if I’m safe. Today I said I was when really I wasn’t. How could I know doom … Continue reading A Lie I Told My Fiancée This Morning
If there is one thing Timmy is way better than I am at (except buffets), that is ice skating. During beecation last April, he showed me how it was possible to glide across the ice without injuring someone/dislocating a little … Continue reading What It’s Really Like to Ice Skate for the First Time
I put the Tim in optimism; at least based on the latest thing I found online last night. No it wasn’t the obituary of an enemy. I also didn’t discover that Nigerian Prince I helped out years ago was legit. … Continue reading Two Week Long Distance Relationship Optimism
Back in March Jenny and I filed our I-129F petition. It’s the first step in being together on a permanent basis. This will make fighting with each other a lot easier as we’ll be under the same roof. Jenny and … Continue reading The Agony of Waiting for Petition Approval
No beecation is complete without watching at least one movie in the theater. Beecations are the only time Timmy and I get to do this so we go out of our way for it (as in get up from bed, … Continue reading Old People Would Rather Watch Batman vs Superman than Jungle Book in the Philippines
DISCLAIMER: This is only guaranteed to work if wife is a bee. Tire yourself out the day before so you could sleep early and wake up early on your special day. Make sure to have a beautiful view to wake … Continue reading How to Give Your Wife the Best Birthday Ever
I miss being with Timmy. It’s as if everything is duller without him by my side. But I don’t want to write a sad post. Timmy won’t like that. Timmy would rather laugh and make fun of…of…hell, everyone. We practically … Continue reading Post-Being Together Blues