We had no plans on spending Christmas in Nueva Ecija but suddenly we were driving home. The familiar breeze of North Luzon expressway is kissing the car’s hood and as we stop by Shell, it suddenly felt home. It is still far from home but it was a route we always take. But you know that decision to spend Christmas was so worth it despite some small drama on Christmas day.

Two reasons:
First one, we got to spend it with my nephew who flew to Singapore before New Year. And my sister (his mom) promised to look for ipods there, to sell of course.

Second reason, we made a decision there that will change our lives and better the lives of our kids (and will benefit me and my mom)
Aside from that, the kids enjoyed it the most because of the side fishing trip we had. It was a fun filled vacation, something that I need. And comes New Year, mommy and daddy is one horse driven workers.

I was reading my friend’s blog and I can’t he;p but smile with her entry about Frappe.

The world of drinking frappe according to CyjCatherine:

At the start, there’s the happy anticipation. Then you take a good lick on what’s on top: the whipped cream, the choco syrup, a bit of the bittersweet coffee. And it feels so good, right? It’s as if everything feels like heaven. And nothing else seems to matter but the sweet taste of your frapp.

In my case, it is the opposite. For one, I never liked stirring my frappe. I want it as it is (yes even my coke float). And then I sipped it slowly, enjoying the bittersweet coffee. And it feels good yes. And then I wait, up until I can have a lick on the whipped cream and then on the choco syrup and that is heaven. Always saving the best for last.

I guess that is how I always function, always saving the best for last. Taking everything I can as long as I can endure and enjoying the fruit of my hard ships in the end.