Today is my neice Timmee's 18th birthday. Wish we could be there with them in Iloilo but we're stuck here in Cebu. Pink is her favorite color, thus the color of my text. This is one great lady. The eldest of 4 siblings. Daughter of my sis-in-law, nang Yen. On the left is the actual invitation to her party. IM ALL ABOUT YOU. Who else but Timmeelou would think of such theme for a party? Im pretty sure she's all whacked right now with all the preps and 2 hours to go before the party? Ive known her since she was 1 year old. Joel wasnt even my boyfriend yet that time. But Emelou Therese have managed to tuck deep into my heart and life already. That was the time of HAM radios, hand held walkie talkies, over over and out, roger. and so she only heard me thru that 2-way radio of her uncle Joel. And she only knew me as ECP, ECP...my callsign. And when anyone would ask her where tita Ati is? she'd point to the 2-way radio hanging on Joel's wall. I think ive already graduated from college? I have just discovered how it felt being a member of the work force. And Timmee was part of my everyday life. Every day Id see her, either me chika chika with her mom at their house in mabolo or Joel bringing her to my dorm at Capitol area.
This is a picture taken Timmee's 1st birthday in Cebu. I wasnt invited thenbut oh well...hehehehe. I have just realized that my own daughter, Alyssa, looks uncanningly like Emelou Therese. She was named after St. Therese. We attended her graduation from pre-school at Child Learning Center ba yun? I saw her in her uniform on her first day at Sacred Heart School for Girls. I saw her all the time. I taught her lots of stuff. stuff stuff stuff, good and not so good stuff. Every weekend we'd go to the popular mall, White Gold at the port area. We'd eat hotdogs and hotdogs and hotdogs. She'd play at the ball pool. She is most definitely daddy's girl. We played nientendo together, that space ships zapping game. and mario bros. Joel told me that everyday timmee would come inside his room to wake him up for school. This was the time before Ayala Center and SM City. At grade 1, Timmee was a pro in taking the jeepney to and back from school. She is her tito Joel's little babe. They stuck together. We brought her to weekend r/c flying. And she's got this curly curly hair, just like Alyssa's. Every Sunday, we'd go to church together, riding on Joel's black Wrangler everywhere. It was either Mabolo church or Redemptorist church, which was near sa dorm ko. One time, we had to make a quick stop at my dorm coz I needed to change for church. timmee wanted to make wee wee so I took her up my room with me. She was perched on the throne and I needed to zip my dress up. I crouched in front of her and asked her to zip me up. And she went like, "tita, I will fall". Poor Emelou. What was I even thinking? hehehe. We went to the beach, lots of times and she'd be tanned and still cutie. Sometimes, Id make her an unwilling shield whenever Id be meeting a friend of Joel for the first time. And in one of those occassions, I probably gripped her so tightly out of nervousness ( I was meeting Joel's bestfriend, Larry) that she cried. My mom loves timmee. Her bestfriend was her next door neighbor, Oye. Handsome handsome boy. I wonder where he is now? Artista na siguro or something. Her party's gonna be all-white. And she'd be in red daw. naks, so OPRAH! She taught me what a straightening iron is, sa hair. She showed me the magic of curling iron din. She is a sophomore in Ateneo de Manila. Psych man gihapon like her mom. A great writer. blogger, blabber and everything. Taray rin. hahahahaha. HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMELOU THERESE!!! WE LOVE YOU! MWAH!
This is a picture taken Timmee's 1st birthday in Cebu. I wasnt invited thenbut oh well...hehehehe. I have just realized that my own daughter, Alyssa, looks uncanningly like Emelou Therese. She was named after St. Therese. We attended her graduation from pre-school at Child Learning Center ba yun? I saw her in her uniform on her first day at Sacred Heart School for Girls. I saw her all the time. I taught her lots of stuff. stuff stuff stuff, good and not so good stuff. Every weekend we'd go to the popular mall, White Gold at the port area. We'd eat hotdogs and hotdogs and hotdogs. She'd play at the ball pool. She is most definitely daddy's girl. We played nientendo together, that space ships zapping game. and mario bros. Joel told me that everyday timmee would come inside his room to wake him up for school. This was the time before Ayala Center and SM City. At grade 1, Timmee was a pro in taking the jeepney to and back from school. She is her tito Joel's little babe. They stuck together. We brought her to weekend r/c flying. And she's got this curly curly hair, just like Alyssa's. Every Sunday, we'd go to church together, riding on Joel's black Wrangler everywhere. It was either Mabolo church or Redemptorist church, which was near sa dorm ko. One time, we had to make a quick stop at my dorm coz I needed to change for church. timmee wanted to make wee wee so I took her up my room with me. She was perched on the throne and I needed to zip my dress up. I crouched in front of her and asked her to zip me up. And she went like, "tita, I will fall". Poor Emelou. What was I even thinking? hehehe. We went to the beach, lots of times and she'd be tanned and still cutie. Sometimes, Id make her an unwilling shield whenever Id be meeting a friend of Joel for the first time. And in one of those occassions, I probably gripped her so tightly out of nervousness ( I was meeting Joel's bestfriend, Larry) that she cried. My mom loves timmee. Her bestfriend was her next door neighbor, Oye. Handsome handsome boy. I wonder where he is now? Artista na siguro or something. Her party's gonna be all-white. And she'd be in red daw. naks, so OPRAH! She taught me what a straightening iron is, sa hair. She showed me the magic of curling iron din. She is a sophomore in Ateneo de Manila. Psych man gihapon like her mom. A great writer. blogger, blabber and everything. Taray rin. hahahahaha. HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMELOU THERESE!!! WE LOVE YOU! MWAH!
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