My Replacement Sunday

So of COURSE I had to do something else to distract myself yesterday. Thankfully, my mother had this thing at Dusit Hotel where the kid's chorale from her school held a Christmas presentation for the parents and hotel guests. Me, my brother, my sister and her boyfriend tagged along to watch and have lunch as well. (Hooray for an exquisite meal and 20% discounts!) I was able to capture some clips from the show, including this cute number from an adorable little girl who sang Let There Be Peace On Earth:


I was also able to record a very nice interpretation of the song Pasko Na, Sinta Ko from this girl who sings really well. My sister called her a young Bituin Escalante:


We stayed about an hour in the hotel and then we went off to Tiendesitas for some Christmas shopping. The whole afternoon was spent making rounds, trying on clothes, haggling (my mother is a difficult person to deal with), and discovering things at the seemingly endless market grounds of Tiendesitas.

At about 6:00 PM, we've more or less covered every square inch of the whole place, and we sat down for Sunday mass at the center of the fair. Normally, I would have excused myself and my mother wouldn't have bothered asking me to stay, but I was absolutely tired, and I would rather sit and stay put rather than walk another inch more. Besides, the priest looked really cute. One of those novitiate clerics, I suppose. So for the next hour, I contented myself just staring at him, feeling sinful in my seat.

Interestingly enough, I didn't really think about ravishing him on the altar table as I would have wanted to (well, not much anyway), but maybe the influence of playing too much fantasy role-playing games made me think of him more as one who would cast Divine Spells on imaginary undead like Call Lightning or Hammer of the Gods. Blame it on Charisma +5. I thought he'd look really hot wearing a half-plate, brandishing a sword, and shouting, "Let the earth take you!" Anyway, I didn't catch his name, and unfortch, he left right away after the mass, so oh well.

Afterwards, we had dinner and then did groceries. We left Pasig around 9:30 PM and got home 30 minutes after. I was still bummed I wasn't able to catch Avenue Q, but I was too tired to think about it too much. All in all, my replacement Sunday provided a pretty OK distraction from myself. :-)




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PS: If anyone's going to drop by Tiendesitas some time soon, I hope I will be thought of when these pretty little things are seen:


They look like Japanese Samurai swords and wakizashis, but I think they're more of tribal Filipino origin. They're not real, of course, but it would be really nifty if I could have one as a gift. :-P