We’re Two Peas in a Pod

Having a candle light dinner in a fine dining restaurant with romantic music playing using the best eminence speakers in the background is definitely what I picture when I think of a romantic dinner date with the love of my life - my husband. 

It may sound cheesy for some, but that’s my vision. And I think there are people who have the same thoughts as me. 

My husband and I have a lot of things in common. We are both cheesy, we love music, and we are both romantic. Need I say more why that’s how I picture out a romantic date? (“,)

Fantastic Food for My Finicky Hubby

Great ambiance, excellent service, and of course, superb food are what I look for when I consider a restaurant. And I would like to add good music too (with the use of an excellent chromatic tuner perhaps) although not all restaurants have one. It doesn’t really matter. That is just an added plus. 

Like the restaurant that we went to on Mother’s Day; it was simply the best. They serve Spanish cuisine and it was delicious. Hubby who can be picky said we’ll definitely go back there. 

Hmmm…I actually can’t wait to go back there. Maybe on Father’s Day. We’ll see about that.

Pretty Cake for our Pretty Boy

A birthday is not complete without a cake, isn't it? So, I made sure I'll get the nicest and yummiest cake there is for our son on his 10th birthday. And there it is!

I knew I made the right choice because he was so delighted when he saw it. I bought candles too to show his age. Yup, he is now 10. He's reached the two-digit number, but I am not worried at all. He has grown into a fine young little boy and I know he will also grow into a fine young man, and of course, a good man at that. So happy my son is such a good boy. Like what his teacher told us, "He is good-natured!" Proud mommy here! (",)

He Always Surprises Me

Hmmm…when was that? Oh, that was on a Friday before St. Patrick’s Day that Hubby and I went out for dinner. Our son went to a sleepover so we grabbed the chance to have a date. 

We were supposed to sample this Spanish restaurant, but after knowing that we’re going to wait for half an hour to get a seat, Hubby decided to take me to an Irish Pub instead which was located next to the Spanish restaurant. 

But before those happenings, guess what? Wearing my high-heeled boots (not the riding boots horse kind), I walked about a mile just to get to the restaurant part of the city. It was located in downtown and parking is definitely hard to find in that area. We circled the block thrice before Hubby decided to check the other part and that’s when we saw one available spot. I was hesitant of that because of my heels, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I sucked it up and dealt with it, and I was surprised, I didn’t have sore feet at all. It even turned out to be a nice stroll for the Hubby and I. Not to mention, the weather was great. 

Great weather, superb food, awesome company equals wonderful night. Hope we get to do that again soon!

Maybe I’ll Rename Him Chipster

One thing that we don’t miss getting at the grocery store every weekend is a bag of chips. Blame it on my ‘chip’- monster son. He’s a monster alright. You know why? A huge bag of chips will not last for long. It’s gone within a few hours, not even a crumb left. 

He has this thing about trying different chips too, every week. I wondered one time where he learned all about those chips and his answer…from his classmates. And it is always the good stuff you know. 

He picked this bag of chips last Saturday and they were yummy. They’re so little they look like t slots. I am not a chip person, but I do get a bite once in a while. 

Wonder what the next bag will be.