You know what's funny?

It's when you know you can write a 2-page, single-spaced in-depth analysis of the space-time continuum with your eyes closed but you have to turn to Google to help you compose a single line on how to accept an invitation.

This is not my first time to be invited to such events.

Other details were cropped out.

For some reason, I spent around 30 minutes staring at the blinking cursor not knowing how to reply. Unless you're writing an incident report or a perfect "sick" leave excuse, then that's a ridiculous amount of time to spend to come up with a better way to say, Yes, I'm going.

I think it has something to do with social withdrawal. Being isolated cracks me up sometimes. I may have forgotten how to talk to humans that I had to ask Google how to do it properly to make sure I'm not replying with a caveman language.

You see, I haven’t seen the daylight lately. I've withdrawn myself from going out, karaoke nights, hohols, group outings, or any non-virtual social interaction because they require eating out or chipping in. I spent my days butt-glued on my seat, scrolling my way deeper and deeper into Facebook, reading every detail of my friends' personal lives - from their most ordinary to the most intimate to their deepest darkest secrets to the things you wish you could unsee. It's all in there, you know. It sounds pathetic, but at least, it gives me an eye-rolling entertainment to get me through the day without a single cent spent.

No milkteas until wallet has been replenished.

Soon, you'll understand why I've been penny-pinching this whole time. I wish I could fast forward the days to my birthday. But for now, I'll keep myself butt-glued and just dream about finishing all the laundry that has been piling up since two weeks ago.

Sigh. Some dreams don't come true, do they?

I know it's totally against my character to watch sloppy action-fantasy shows but I can't believe I have finished two seasons of Shadowhunters in two days which just shows what a big loser I am. I know it's quite a bummer but at least it frees up some of - what I'd like to believe - my unproductive time.

Yesterday, I took Bill to the casa* for a PMS and I remember having this kind of conversation with a friend:

Jan and I have been eyeing Dahilayan for a long time. But since we see transportation a potential problem (going to Bacolod or Cebu was easier), it always gets to the bottom of our must-visit list. But not until we had Bill.

Manolo Fortich in Bukidnon is by far our Jan's longest drive. Our road trip destinations are going farther and farther and I guess, sooner or later, we'll find ourselves driving to Camiguin, Dapitan or even as far as Visayas! Or not.

Lately, I find myself updating this blog mostly to meet sponsored posts deadlines. Whack me all you want for giving in but I’ve been blogging for more than a decade and I think it's about time that I made something (productive) out of it.

Or maybe I just want to fool myself into thinking that I've had my priorities sorted out, focusing on more important things like learning new ways to earn more or learning a new programming language so I can put my career a notch higher. But we all know that's not true. Lately, I've been all over the internet, wading through the filth of social media and adding pollution to it by posting more stuff about myself, what I do, what I eat, and where I've been - which has nothing to do with self-improvement, career and financial-wise.

So it's been four years and I'm trying to come up with a decent entry for this day. I think I'm done with these cheesy posts after the Avengers: Infinity War left me feeling so empty because Loki died in the first ten minutes of the movie (I don't care if you'd kill me for that spoiler. I'm already dead inside). It seems like I need my emotions back to function normally.

Kidding. I'm just being the usual lazy trying to make an excuse to not write on a special day like today (but please, take my feelings for Loki seriously).

Anyway, since today is our fourth year anniversary (I still won't post anything cheesy but),  I'll leave you with something that could be quite intriguing, perhaps eyebrow-raising, and just might give you a wee bit of a shock. Here's a little confession: I made the first move.

Here's how we've been spending our weekends:

Somewhere cold and at least 1,000ft above sea level.

And most probably, the incoming weekends too.

I feel giddy whenever Jan sends me an email because it only means one thing: travel. Last week, he told me to check my email, and tada! Grinning from ear to ear, I immediately replied with the most excited word one could ever read: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas! This guy never fails to surprise me. He said he's been eyeing on it for a long time and when he finally had the chance, he proceeded to book even without my knowledge.

A week from now, it's going to be our 4th year anniversary. And I can't wait! Some people may think that this doesn't excite me anymore because I have had relationships that lasted longer. However, I’m feeling very good about (our) every anniversary because it always feels like the first time.

BUT! Before I get too excited, I still have to take care of a few more things like work, the laundry, and a giant baby. Jan had rabies shots today and he feels weak. Well, actually, the severity of his condition doesn't really matter. Because even if he had just a simple cold, he's still convinced that he is dying. Men are such whiny babies when they get sick, don't you think?

School's out and the kids are bored. And as parents, we want to help them find ways to entertain themselves. While watching TV is the easiest way out of boredom, too much of it isn't good either. But we can help them engage into activities that unleashes creativity.

This is Bogart. She's a terrier mix. And yes, she's a she. Her hair is all over and it covers her eyes. If her hooman, Jan, does not cut the hair around her eyes, she cannot see. Or at least, that's what we think.