May
17
WARNING: This blog post will nuke your browsers. It has 12 photos in it. Don’t say I didn’t warn you! 
How can it be May already? The last time I checked on the calendar, it was March 28; help no. 1 was leaving, and we were frantic to find a replacement. Today, it’s May 17. We have replacement help and her son. We’re not practicing child labor, I promise! You’ll find the details of that story here. But I digress. Did I really pass almost two whole months eating, traveling, and horsing about?
You should know, I blame horseplay for this daze, I really do. If my sibs and I hadn’t been too occupied gamboling here and there, I might have noticed the passing of days more.
Gamboling how, you ask?
Gamboling like this, I answer.
Sunod ani kay brain spa
Ka-edad ko tan-awn, bayts!
Klaruha ni Alex nga napasmuhan uy!
Da-an pa lagi ko! Pasmo!
Only Belo touches my skin.. char!
Belo ra lagi, tan-awa ang ilok! (nyahaha)
Di ganahan ang Jollibee ani, more pa!
Mura ra pud kog apil sa mga disi ani... ngyok!
Got game?
I’m sure you already know this but just in case you don’t, here’s a nice little word for the day: gambol. To gambol means to run or jump about in a playful way. As far as definitions go, it doesn’t get any easier than that. I know, because once upon a time, I wrote instructional materials for ESL students with level 1 (and gasp, even level 0!) English.
Oh, and my apologies for killing your browser. I’m sure I did, with this photo-intensive page.