Tribute To My Sister's Wedding!
It has been a long day. A very memorable one indeed. I can see her smiling. It might be overwhelming experience for her. No wonder she carries that cheery attitude in the face of the crowd. Today is my sister's wedding. I fondly call her Ate Po, coz her real name sounds more like that it got stuck. Anyway, if any of you out there don't have a chance to peek into a Philippine wedding and how it turns out, I am sad to tell you that you had missed one-half of your life's gay pleasures! As the ceremony unfurls, we literally had a rain-soked day. It was a downpour in the afternoon in the garden. But nothing came into her way of being married to the man she truly loves.
Except for the frowning wet guests, every else goes well. The cameras flashed, presents overflowed, the pools provided a perfect scenery. Ahhh... there's nothing more like a garden wedding. It is not lavish one I tell you, but a day full of memories. The food was very exotic. I bet, most of you don't know what is adobo, piritong manok, afritada, mechado, pancit or anything that does not belong to the English dictionary, smell sweet and spicy. If you were there, you'll drool when you sniff those culinary aroma lingering from the kitchen.
The groom's friends and family were also nice and kind. They helped with the bountiful occasion and its seems a new beginning for everything. Ingats ka lagi Ate Po! We love you so much!