And… It happened. Yes, my husband who was born Jewish is now officially baptized, confirmed and had his first communion as Catholic.
Six months ago, he decided to join the RCIA program at the parish that we go to. It was not an easy ride for him juggling work and the class but he made it. He only missed one class, and that was because of a snow storm. I’m so proud of his accomplishment but more than anything, I’m grateful to God for allowing this to happen. It was not forced on him, it took years of voluntary self assessment. Now, I can actually say that we’re no longer an interfaith couple. I appreciate his effort and hard work – something that a born Catholic like me sometimes take for granted.
This photo was taken during the third Scrutiny wherein the candidates were presented to the congregation for three consecutive Sundays during the mass. It’s unfortunate that I was not able to snap photos of the first two.
The baptism was a solemn ceremony as it was held in conjunction with the Easter Vigil on April 4th. Now, please don’t ask me about the dressing on his head. That in itself deserves a blog post on its own. I’m just glad and thankful that it was not anything worse.
The ceremony and the mass was over in two hours. Since we had dinner very early, we were starving so we headed to the nearby diner. Bagel with lox and cream cheese was my choice while he opted for pancakes. We topped it off with strawberry shortcake.
Valentine’s Day fell on Saturday this year and we anticipated big turnout in most restaurants here in the Big Apple. For good measure, my husband placed a reservation for two at the Vietnamese restaurant, Pho Hoai. However, as many of us experienced in the North East, that day was a wintry kind of day so resto diners probably opted to hibernate. Reservation was not needed, after all.
Not for us two, we headed out to dinner as planned. And we had a great time. Traffic was not an issue, the restaurant was not crowded. As always, the food was awesome as well as the service.
If it’s like this every time we dine at Pho Hoai, we can easily get into the habit of dining at this resto week in and week out.
Didn’t I say it was Valentine’s Day? Take a look at this pic I snapped on our way home.
This has got to stop. It’s become a full blown addiction and its been doing a number on my waistline. Not him, though.
When did this addiction start? Not too long ago after a Dunkin Donuts opened a few blocks away from home. What used to be a Shell gas station became a coffee shop. That was in October. The first quarter of 2015 is now over but instead of halting this vice, we added Starbucks into the mix which is just 2 miles away.
As April pulls in, I’m putting a stop to this addiction. His addiction(my husband), that he got me into. The non coffee drinker is now an espresso lover overnight! Yes, he only drinks espresso! The type of coffee that I can’t drink. It’s hard to believe but it happened. The only good thing about it is it’s just an every Saturday vice but we have fallen into a routine that’s so hard to break.
But it has got to stop. And with a new quarter in our calendar, I’m going to ensure that this will totally stop. It’s totally unhealthy and it’s not good.
Take a look at how both of us have ‘repetition’ disorder (lol). I was not able to document the start of it all, but I started taking pics when I noticed the pattern
January 3, 2015
January 10, 2015
January 17, 2015
January 24, 2015
January 31, 2015
February 7, 2015
February 14, 2015
February 21, 2015
February 28, 2015
March 7, 2015
March 8, 2015
March 15, 2015
March 21, 2015
March 28, 2015
When you’re preoccupied with a lot of things, the days seem to go faster. I was looking at the calendar earlier, and I can’t believe that March is almost over. This post is long overdue, and it’s high time I have to sit down and type away.
However, the past few days have been nothing but chaos. It’s more of a mental chaos, actually. Losing a loved one abruptly is one occurrence that always puts me on a different plane. In 2008, I was in the same boat with Dad’s untimely demise. It’s so unfortunate that my family is once again facing the same situation.
I don’t want to go off tangent, let this be a happy post.
Yes, I celebrated my birthday last month! I regard every birthday as a milestone. For me, there is no such thing as a specific year for a milestone birthday, every year is!
To my friends in bloglandia (you know who you are), thank you so much for these wonderful gifts. Your thoughtful gesture meant so much to me. I sincerely appreciate all these wonderful presents you sent my way.
To my family and non-virtual friends (near and far), thanks one more time for the warm wishes and gifts. As requested, pics of presents and cards are not out here for the ‘world’ to see.
Lastly, to my husband and ‘partner in crime’, thanks for making my Valentine’s Day and my birthday memorable as always. My two in one cake was utterly decadent and of course, you know how I adore that advance birthday present ( this year, I didn’t expect that you indeed meant what you told me – that the ‘just because gift’ you gave me in November was going to be your gift for the rest of the many occasions starting with the Holiday last year and the rest of 2015).
So, I made five Photobooks in January. That’s a feat for a novice like me. I have to admit that I had to find my way around at the Shutterfly site. I haven’t had any attempt to scrap digitally in the past, because I was a heavy paper scrapper. I have documented my life via scrapbooks since I learned how to, and that was way back in high school. I’m reminded just now that I should really have all my photo albums in my possession. Majority of them are in our ancestral home in the Philippines.
I was delighted when I finally got the rest of my creation from the mail (I wrote about my very first photobook here).
What about February? With the many senseless upheavals that seem to be endless in the month of February, I’m pleased that I was able to create one photobook. One was my objective anyway, when I made up my mind to finally “have something to show for” instead of having all the photos stored just in my EHD and USB’s. So far, March is shaping up good and if my projection is right, I may be able to cinch more than one. I have a long way to go. There’s way too much photos to put in order, but I’m willing to put my time into photobook creating no matter what.