I Dig Our Curtains

We had a nice weekend. We were up early on Saturday, spent the day with family and the night with fam and friends. A well-pissed welcome for yours truly. I don't even want to HARBOR a guess as to how many beers I swilled that night. We got home round 4.30 and all I can remember is getting into my PJs and into bed and it was lights fucking out. I don't even think we said 'good night'. Yun said the same thing happened to her. It was a long day.

We were drinking coffee in Tok's at noon Sunday then hit Soriana for a damn FAN cos I can't deal with non-circulating air, FFS! Heat I can take, stagnant air, no fucking chance. We finally got our awesome curtains up, curtains that were sewn and sorted by my suegra in what seemed like a matter of hours. It MUST be said, they ARE hands-down the classiest curtains in the building. I commented last night that we may not have the biggest apartment in the world, but it damn sure won't be short on style, dammit. Oh yes, we DO have taste. And I really can't wait to get the Frida portraits up.