Birthday Recap


Hubby had a quiet birthday weekend. We didn't do much, although we had discussed planning some sort of mini-celebration originally. We talked about maybe going out, maybe having a dinner here at the house, and maybe even drinking up a bit. The day itself was busy with us heading to church by noon. Hubby and the praise band planned a jam session before their usual practice. We should've known that when we said noon to expect everyone around 1:30pm-ish. Pinoy time for real.


After practice, we were still undecided as to what to do. I told hubby that it was up to him...it was his day after all. We ended up watching the movie "Hitch." I liked it! Cool, romantic comedy. If you haven't already, go see it. Makes for a cute date movie.


So what did I give hubby for his birthday? New Nike shox running shoes. Y'know him and shoes. Oh yah, I also gave him the promise not to nag him the entire day...NOT that I'm a huge nagger or anything. I just like to "remind" him of things he has to do. LOL!


Philippine Day


Next Sunday is Philippine Day. It's basically like a smaller scale Fiesta Islands. This will probably be the ONE and ONLY time when we get to see the most Pinoys/Pinays gathered in one place. Last year was cool, but I made the mistake of going with expectations that it was going to be bomb. I thought it would be bigger than it really was, but it's all good. I'll take what I can get.


Last year, hubby performed with a, no wait, THE only rondalla group here in MN. It just so happens that the pastor of our church, the pastor's father, and a couple of their old compadres make up this rondalla band...and they are bad ass. Since hubby was so interested, they invited him to play with them...in barong and all!


This year, the church praise band is going to play a couple of songs. The church praise band, coincidentally, is made up of a gang of super-multi-talented people. To my knowledge, none of them are schooled in music. They either took lessons here and there or, as they so humbly put it, "picked it up on their own." It's disgusting, really, to be surrounded by all this talent. I always knew that the musical ability that runs rampant in Filipino families skipped me over. Y'know how it is, there's always one in the family who could either sing or play the piano. I can't do either.


Anyways...the praise band consists of Pastor, a skilled guitarist, piano player, and vocalist; R, the keyboardist, vocalist, and probably soon-to-be music recorder; O'Neezy, the bomb bass player who can fill in for guitarist or drums if needed; Stp, the bad ass lead guitarist, who by the way, can play bass, drums, and keyboard, too; and on drums, my one and only hubby. Hubby, by the way, will also be providing vocals this coming Sunday. The band members are going to switch up a bit and do a musical chair thing while hubby and R harmonize. It's going to be tight! He's a tad nervous, but from what I heard at practice yesterday, they're going to sound awesome.


Remember that whole bit about musical ability in families? Well, it sure didn't skip hubby. Hubby plays the drums, guitar, bass, his sister plays the piano, kid #1 sings, kid #2 plays the piano by ear AND the drums, and plus he has a slew of cousins who make up the praise band in San Diego...all of them self-taught. I'm so disgustingly envious! Argh.


Stay tuned for pictures to come!