Songs
Mood:  special
Topic: Glimpses
Arnulfo woke me up with the sweetest of kisses, and declared that he would continue washing the remaining laundry this morning. My mother once advised me to enjoy this honeymoon stage to the max (or did she say "till it lasts?"), so I gratefully accepted his dictate.

*Backtrack*
When we became an official couple, I suggested he think of a more creative term of endearment?I didn't want to be called Babe, Honey or Baby. To this he replied, "I've always wanted to call my future wife 'Song'. It's quite unique, don't you think?" He explained that he got the idea from King David of the Old Testament, who always had a song in his heart for everything that happened to him. Then there is also the passionate "Song of Solomon." As images of the Beloved and the Bride came to my mind, I heartily agreed to his term of endearment. We've been calling each other "My Song" for two years and ten months now.

*On track*
When we got married, we agreed to make every Saturday a Family Day. We decided to spend the day at home?no trips to the mall or anything that required going out of the house. While waiting for my Song to finish the laundry, I tried sketching an Asian boy's face in Adobe Illustrator, just to see if I still have it in me to do so. He says I made a pretty good illustration, considering I haven't done that for more than three years. Satisfied, I proceeded to read the Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes. In the middle of "The Naval Treaty", my Song cut short my reading bliss. I didn't complain, because he transported me to greater heights... We fell asleep after the hours of exhilaration.

After dinner, he had an urge to browse the internet. Since we don't have a phone line at home, he and I broke the "no going out rule" and went to my parents' place.