tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22376573692482936952024-02-06T18:16:44.323-08:00Mel & JoanneMel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-17781145980203949852008-06-19T03:41:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:52:22.327-07:00The Wedding CeremonyCeremonies are part of our lives. Every hour of everyday, everywhere in the world, ceremonies are being held. I realized this as we went around the little paradise of an island called Bali. All the planning, the decorations, the rituals and the symbols make a ceremony beautiful. But it is the people that make it truly wonderful and special. <br /><br />Of course, every ceremony happens at a particular time and place. Our wedding began at 6:30 in the morning in a place called <a href="http://www.themangofarm.com/">The Mango Farm</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoiTAN3lLB3gx6zXZaHJCotaJumKDg7e_8mzsSusLKuvMEy59oDAQS81k33MynPKwUcBm-4v4mzMLpqdQ4axXH8nU4HzA6wAakE3VU-qVEneUusbz0NBZ48jnpCaobySIoUIdBvNSmHi-/s1600-h/DSC_0541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoiTAN3lLB3gx6zXZaHJCotaJumKDg7e_8mzsSusLKuvMEy59oDAQS81k33MynPKwUcBm-4v4mzMLpqdQ4axXH8nU4HzA6wAakE3VU-qVEneUusbz0NBZ48jnpCaobySIoUIdBvNSmHi-/s400/DSC_0541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213545744581500722" /></a>This is the view of the aisle leading to the altar. Thanks to <a href="mailto:dylan.gozum@themangofarm.com">Dylan</a> and his efficient staff, the setting was very beautiful indeed.<br /><br />The <i>Musical Prelude</i> marks the beginning of the <a href="http://meljoanne.blogspot.com/2008/06/program.html">program</a>. <a href="www.weddingsatwork.com/dacapo">Da Capo</a> plays Pachelbel's <i>Canon in D</i> and <i>Air on the G String</i>, Wilhelmj's adaptation of Bach's masterpiece. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi7o4x1ehHiBHAEMrDSpQuOzPI_VsDYtP6zeC25c0OYWmsRA_wXZZeQieXVneCc5s88tnUjTyoWsi7W-Yikkfge9RozOZUU_LmDObWMUtoUchyphenhyphenmSBaliIlNlCgeE8Mf05MFiUzeAaN3fy/s1600-h/DSC_0506.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKi7o4x1ehHiBHAEMrDSpQuOzPI_VsDYtP6zeC25c0OYWmsRA_wXZZeQieXVneCc5s88tnUjTyoWsi7W-Yikkfge9RozOZUU_LmDObWMUtoUchyphenhyphenmSBaliIlNlCgeE8Mf05MFiUzeAaN3fy/s400/DSC_0506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216920503329706242" /></a>Anthony and Jean, the stars in the <i>Lighting of the Candles</i>, are the first to walk the red carpet. Anthony is my brother, born after Jerry and before Jonathan. Jean is Joanne's sister, the second of four children.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBvtYImeC7F-arRm4oth5pi0Ll-H2vXqAmUwiX9eNgeiywqDTJry3HpBfOzZK2aXbc9wUDtFo0e8FAVogOOvyoCmB8o3pWJbULrZh_h3iu7EZpjUmyJ28Wlw9DCwxxigZeh72qXMr8Pcg/s1600-h/DSC_0545.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBvtYImeC7F-arRm4oth5pi0Ll-H2vXqAmUwiX9eNgeiywqDTJry3HpBfOzZK2aXbc9wUDtFo0e8FAVogOOvyoCmB8o3pWJbULrZh_h3iu7EZpjUmyJ28Wlw9DCwxxigZeh72qXMr8Pcg/s400/DSC_0545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580395871631922" /></a>Anthony lights one of the candles as soon as he gets to the altar...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwdCokppeiMDDxARFFAkZ7Ro_8M_6yJMiCC64qyojNaKFwF3OLccrqEi3JAawRpH4prFzYAmpl7xjp240aBtqqcq4KkNTElln9K4QzW42PLchMyUKUjpbwhLQeFwawylY_oTFnuRuXZb6g/s1600-h/DSC_0550.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwdCokppeiMDDxARFFAkZ7Ro_8M_6yJMiCC64qyojNaKFwF3OLccrqEi3JAawRpH4prFzYAmpl7xjp240aBtqqcq4KkNTElln9K4QzW42PLchMyUKUjpbwhLQeFwawylY_oTFnuRuXZb6g/s400/DSC_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580405100440098" /></a>as Jean lights the other one.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT0JgNE-EZ2AO5RtC4hxxoUAXm_yxlul92I6qUZmVTbhHe9IqSqSatctIrwI1kZtGPj1doeSTdS0BxJnFZ2Xxj4lrfqdwUrpMflJZTg_9bbWX_HKXCyOw9LqfAKmMEMePvOo1L1_0xDfEP/s1600-h/DSC_0509.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT0JgNE-EZ2AO5RtC4hxxoUAXm_yxlul92I6qUZmVTbhHe9IqSqSatctIrwI1kZtGPj1doeSTdS0BxJnFZ2Xxj4lrfqdwUrpMflJZTg_9bbWX_HKXCyOw9LqfAKmMEMePvOo1L1_0xDfEP/s400/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216920516727898786" /></a>Pastor Dave is next in line.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeQdiPyKE1w4zJGOAGUkUrYgbZKsSz-wKoUeLENn-y1PFWTvJXyDF1gZM-_aRQ81-gyzcKjHmtg3VXxjLp0zde6daNnc4Wa1KTdcyExbEL2lGxCyzs0Olo94Zpr1N2iaJAFulZVqdCO_U/s1600-h/DSC_0510.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfeQdiPyKE1w4zJGOAGUkUrYgbZKsSz-wKoUeLENn-y1PFWTvJXyDF1gZM-_aRQ81-gyzcKjHmtg3VXxjLp0zde6daNnc4Wa1KTdcyExbEL2lGxCyzs0Olo94Zpr1N2iaJAFulZVqdCO_U/s400/DSC_0510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216920519881332802" /></a>My brother Jerry, the Best Man, quickly follows.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQw8IaRYcDZAYXPoo2YInPSc6k0i2q1W4rQMkTMYtWywFCigK0xRSlVlw49YDuUDAaXJ-SuiUwbBnnDXeY04UV_ZVLj3VRQxiqkg_t23ynZIQBKtAenf9ttXryS6hOckekaKhmMt_g0Nlt/s1600-h/DSC_0516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQw8IaRYcDZAYXPoo2YInPSc6k0i2q1W4rQMkTMYtWywFCigK0xRSlVlw49YDuUDAaXJ-SuiUwbBnnDXeY04UV_ZVLj3VRQxiqkg_t23ynZIQBKtAenf9ttXryS6hOckekaKhmMt_g0Nlt/s400/DSC_0516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216920523122271250" /></a>And so does the other Best Man, Odelon. He opted for a Chinese collar barong, saying this suits him better.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5R8IBZQI6faeLigxY4gmPtlfLLc7W-ax3mznZDbRaLifd6Lc164uolvoQiem55jyVU43_jHWl6Y3tLfGtz_JOecIePfx-YdFGBO6xtX9pZeZx09roRlgCv6TsSZFILkgNGcdGesFY71X/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF5R8IBZQI6faeLigxY4gmPtlfLLc7W-ax3mznZDbRaLifd6Lc164uolvoQiem55jyVU43_jHWl6Y3tLfGtz_JOecIePfx-YdFGBO6xtX9pZeZx09roRlgCv6TsSZFILkgNGcdGesFY71X/s400/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216920532574199426" /></a>My parents walk to the middle of the aisle and wait for me there. I follow them shortly.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUR7bFAZfuqEnN5fHKPlMZhiQqbn5tIHDNrNM5xcC4z9B7vLNkIUQ2stGxYFwIclDLsxz9kJlVzX67WoCbw9BR2HZBvIkbK04e04PW7QpE3Q9klAsrpyxdzn4ycho4jikeQ2kRqyBdrk-X/s1600-h/DSC_0520.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUR7bFAZfuqEnN5fHKPlMZhiQqbn5tIHDNrNM5xcC4z9B7vLNkIUQ2stGxYFwIclDLsxz9kJlVzX67WoCbw9BR2HZBvIkbK04e04PW7QpE3Q9klAsrpyxdzn4ycho4jikeQ2kRqyBdrk-X/s400/DSC_0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216928542583591330" /></a>My dad was very handsome that day and my mom, gorgeous.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpsEeuqW1fI_Z6soNZ2JDcjTDwaK-Mp-rK3-UVCKNO9_6Wfka3o-bLogXDsBfnRADozZVX6LXh4mFCERtEGVsMQz4hJqYRfd3HVZzqC7PhLuTxOEA3pWJtvVVpzrpZ_jqamSmF54Anl1MZ/s1600-h/DSC_0525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpsEeuqW1fI_Z6soNZ2JDcjTDwaK-Mp-rK3-UVCKNO9_6Wfka3o-bLogXDsBfnRADozZVX6LXh4mFCERtEGVsMQz4hJqYRfd3HVZzqC7PhLuTxOEA3pWJtvVVpzrpZ_jqamSmF54Anl1MZ/s400/DSC_0525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216923526539107922" /></a>Together, we walk to the front.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPHxBW6wpFrgwZbDbqAXnHxM549aN806zENTHq5bAszqbYVlokHiKiuAZv_KlrCsp2v2Dunr33R3TJx4-94YeiyRPTCsfms8ipCjZFMplVN-AVV0m7KpFGdZlaoylkzUoe79t9_2VeYA8/s1600-h/DSC_0530.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPHxBW6wpFrgwZbDbqAXnHxM549aN806zENTHq5bAszqbYVlokHiKiuAZv_KlrCsp2v2Dunr33R3TJx4-94YeiyRPTCsfms8ipCjZFMplVN-AVV0m7KpFGdZlaoylkzUoe79t9_2VeYA8/s400/DSC_0530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216923529851629922" /></a>With sure, steady steps, Atty. Lourdes Florentino makes her way there too.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmh9lpOMqk8a3T-2MT6IKy8KX-aaTEmy22zTj2yXzWpoDrSrLTPXbV9U3qasQTBILqi7sh_5ZqmgWLN-0c_8Fygwci5bZAJdMM3XwmJSAesrH_6FKfCes8thscJfnqi4W3Xpeulv6PRQz/s1600-h/DSC_0533.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmh9lpOMqk8a3T-2MT6IKy8KX-aaTEmy22zTj2yXzWpoDrSrLTPXbV9U3qasQTBILqi7sh_5ZqmgWLN-0c_8Fygwci5bZAJdMM3XwmJSAesrH_6FKfCes8thscJfnqi4W3Xpeulv6PRQz/s400/DSC_0533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216923537231104274" /></a>Behind her is Ms. Nina Cruz.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEggMQBpa78p8QjVMPIVEky8vrCXunSAllVjtR_oD5EhljHTQDf_LsUSZqHGPqkUnLBVHcq_o0Y_OzaRvIAII0d0gmS7q2LQ90v0aZykCkPR21VXjLQnCybANNDfEg0Ms5L0nxKOBvEvKy/s1600-h/DSC_0537.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEggMQBpa78p8QjVMPIVEky8vrCXunSAllVjtR_oD5EhljHTQDf_LsUSZqHGPqkUnLBVHcq_o0Y_OzaRvIAII0d0gmS7q2LQ90v0aZykCkPR21VXjLQnCybANNDfEg0Ms5L0nxKOBvEvKy/s400/DSC_0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216923544716230066" /></a>Last but not the least of the godmothers is Ms. Nathalia Maniclang.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VSASyx4PO1dIH9aD4s7SBZztR1GAWIBqPAZBlp4efF9raj-XnN2uNlvs1dsx-h11eFDeVOOFyj7U5CZpLexZVtDllCYHWG1Ap0uRwaIl0mAu6Au8AEFTrZPcnZKb2Ouz3lOxmwubyyUU/s1600-h/DSC_0540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VSASyx4PO1dIH9aD4s7SBZztR1GAWIBqPAZBlp4efF9raj-XnN2uNlvs1dsx-h11eFDeVOOFyj7U5CZpLexZVtDllCYHWG1Ap0uRwaIl0mAu6Au8AEFTrZPcnZKb2Ouz3lOxmwubyyUU/s400/DSC_0540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216923549561176562" /></a>Jonathan and Angela are next after the godparents. Jonathan is Mel's youngest brother while Angela is my youngest sister.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QWZugClBccE5Y_oWlqiLTEAsSQuOcQyyY-egzgKaBmnKXAFN0sNHRyqoMv3_Fv7ID0uadVlELDaQOKpaqpRKdqx1z5qpYKI9zLdz0FK7s6d_dvAwz_ifWlMFlX0VjgRrRU9E9aSsFsPz/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QWZugClBccE5Y_oWlqiLTEAsSQuOcQyyY-egzgKaBmnKXAFN0sNHRyqoMv3_Fv7ID0uadVlELDaQOKpaqpRKdqx1z5qpYKI9zLdz0FK7s6d_dvAwz_ifWlMFlX0VjgRrRU9E9aSsFsPz/s400/DSC_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216927715504189602" /></a>Xavier and Ezra follow them closely behind. Xave is my only brother. The pretty lady is my cousin.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5Kc3oOGaQVjXb-v1dgfRYrhw5MynoYUQCFDGT_mUTn87mXhL3sIq5C-78yz0M5-jfmP9qAPUe33L7DgeFI12ZJOHkOvjwwcrRG-VKsaqTYPsUOIOLsXvIs8vwfMp75ss3-zACnXVjXwd/s1600-h/DSC_0546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5Kc3oOGaQVjXb-v1dgfRYrhw5MynoYUQCFDGT_mUTn87mXhL3sIq5C-78yz0M5-jfmP9qAPUe33L7DgeFI12ZJOHkOvjwwcrRG-VKsaqTYPsUOIOLsXvIs8vwfMp75ss3-zACnXVjXwd/s400/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216927723195020578" /></a>The delightful treat of watching the little boys and girls march down the aisle begins. Keith, the coin bearer, is first.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzI3LKIduSx4TGgDrJiiiRAbqMBuVTkKn1Zu_mL82H-fcAQ0RqJQpEcLzbcMZk65XDVgVWnS3L8b9cfCxh4b9K7QA54oP7KBb2N9FzV5u5HnH24ZRFiBDBort6fAshyYPPX-9hB2YKXbgD/s1600-h/DSC_0551.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzI3LKIduSx4TGgDrJiiiRAbqMBuVTkKn1Zu_mL82H-fcAQ0RqJQpEcLzbcMZk65XDVgVWnS3L8b9cfCxh4b9K7QA54oP7KBb2N9FzV5u5HnH24ZRFiBDBort6fAshyYPPX-9hB2YKXbgD/s400/DSC_0551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216927727959805218" /></a>Dean, the Bible bearer is up next.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLN0hBCbttfmSzl6TS5qskmdh1AeARvkvGas6SxRrZVBu8MChOnfZN_74TQCSAKTd350swUY3FkNbHQEJaebd5sSuxihxdQ0jwaDyHf3isug2RE07zLXbKFC21SsJsJxtyQ42YAxIqpx43/s1600-h/DSC_0555.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLN0hBCbttfmSzl6TS5qskmdh1AeARvkvGas6SxRrZVBu8MChOnfZN_74TQCSAKTd350swUY3FkNbHQEJaebd5sSuxihxdQ0jwaDyHf3isug2RE07zLXbKFC21SsJsJxtyQ42YAxIqpx43/s400/DSC_0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216927731631172562" /></a>Sean Halili, the ring bearer, turns serious when it was his turn to walk the aisle.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO75WCHAzdRnEIE_rfTGDctFQSFxbZH1uJTvVzdyHbqck9h69UVCaUn3oFbHo6tnWgsJGijhK2Ks7WKLPj-Ukgevo4R-stW_WN2EfDGw_3SsUL6bryCFgNxm8OYQ-vJ7UKdYBnODdFlUNy/s1600-h/DSC_0560.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO75WCHAzdRnEIE_rfTGDctFQSFxbZH1uJTvVzdyHbqck9h69UVCaUn3oFbHo6tnWgsJGijhK2Ks7WKLPj-Ukgevo4R-stW_WN2EfDGw_3SsUL6bryCFgNxm8OYQ-vJ7UKdYBnODdFlUNy/s400/DSC_0560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216927738285592978" /></a>The first of the flower girls is Chloé Yao.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisPvUvkyCjmMo9wV5iJWhi0H_BperLjCVGZzk5dTzxZcZqU4cwE9kPFeebMRrRMtX__hu7QjKpXnLrBWiBcCqoh9IoWc-QX_LWZo6n9EDCG6vx5QQCth8CnlLbJENi51_86pglzuMPxuC/s1600-h/DSC_0564.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisPvUvkyCjmMo9wV5iJWhi0H_BperLjCVGZzk5dTzxZcZqU4cwE9kPFeebMRrRMtX__hu7QjKpXnLrBWiBcCqoh9IoWc-QX_LWZo6n9EDCG6vx5QQCth8CnlLbJENi51_86pglzuMPxuC/s400/DSC_0564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216933272276253362" /></a>MJ is next.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgORUnzTWno6qorVz31ZQEFNSabxdRncgCnY8VJTquDVPpJ8vtDgkfD3rhx8DLVdl32ZI_vRmBWbRddp1R8OHiW3GIU9WRMpQrIBaqITx1JTi2R4T-FrUbeAXuroW3hsouJ9g6ZeaHUbYxN/s1600-h/DSC_0568.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgORUnzTWno6qorVz31ZQEFNSabxdRncgCnY8VJTquDVPpJ8vtDgkfD3rhx8DLVdl32ZI_vRmBWbRddp1R8OHiW3GIU9WRMpQrIBaqITx1JTi2R4T-FrUbeAXuroW3hsouJ9g6ZeaHUbYxN/s400/DSC_0568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216933278570585858" /></a>Lovelier the second time around, Jean is also Matron of Honor.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3TL9Bc-CYw5I_I4K6V2yDkleeoeQSdE3xwJrEPRx2FWCa1VfjkNWEkAQ1IUgdqSHM-2dch2e174V67GPzl0qym-BVao4ih4OKBfc2krCoq48WoxGjC1CP-SY9-TmfZSU-0jHinjb4NaZ/s1600-h/DSC_0584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii3TL9Bc-CYw5I_I4K6V2yDkleeoeQSdE3xwJrEPRx2FWCa1VfjkNWEkAQ1IUgdqSHM-2dch2e174V67GPzl0qym-BVao4ih4OKBfc2krCoq48WoxGjC1CP-SY9-TmfZSU-0jHinjb4NaZ/s400/DSC_0584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580436591520226" /></a>As I approach the aisle, I leave all my troubles behind, having laid them at God's feet. I looked forward to meeting my future, the love of my life, joyfully. <br /><br />I thought I was already on the aisle so I was walking a bit too slowly when Marlon told me, in his own subtle way, that I <i>can still walk fast</i>. I tried but I didn't make much progress because the gown was heavy. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqzY6KszFanhjhxPt6ZdOvuQ4_4BYlmVSOAdwdceTeu_efiZDTlibRhyphenhyphenfnV8mnRGQzM3ARMcPAV62sRSbJjDYkxk-dhVYPsraE1hnHjdOoGSM-02yoVRfLjy2qdCOkp64YOTaOE3Ou-MW/s1600-h/DSC_0579.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiqzY6KszFanhjhxPt6ZdOvuQ4_4BYlmVSOAdwdceTeu_efiZDTlibRhyphenhyphenfnV8mnRGQzM3ARMcPAV62sRSbJjDYkxk-dhVYPsraE1hnHjdOoGSM-02yoVRfLjy2qdCOkp64YOTaOE3Ou-MW/s400/DSC_0579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213541403312972002" /></a>My brother Xave and my mother, Delia, start to walk the red carpet. My mom looks so vibrant. She didn't need to use the oxygen tank we brought along. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dxs6dYxOuej5Uqx_9RpCtCjHfcbIn-ijfwOh5Is1Serd3Z6zk5-CHe5k7m72ezDHoxx4L7lG1sbQk3bV5ly9cmD6C6p28UmQE7ali7Fr6rzxLhqL1B-BZ76rxb-ND8Wg8pjLRvZIPJMf/s1600-h/DSC_0592.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dxs6dYxOuej5Uqx_9RpCtCjHfcbIn-ijfwOh5Is1Serd3Z6zk5-CHe5k7m72ezDHoxx4L7lG1sbQk3bV5ly9cmD6C6p28UmQE7ali7Fr6rzxLhqL1B-BZ76rxb-ND8Wg8pjLRvZIPJMf/s400/DSC_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216933298123335570" /></a>As I reach the beginning of the aisle, white petals are showered before me. <br /><br /><i>"We didn't hire a singer from Da Capo, who's that?!?"</i>, I said this to myself as I hear someone singing.<br /><br />I realized it was my groom when I saw him, singing a lovely yet unfamiliar song. I felt like crying but I held back the tears. It was too soon to shed tears and I didn't want my eyebags to be revealed.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhahDSfgxaLQ-WIrnGN0_vP4E53FeVb3Z-MpVQBJ-PUEfohRb_wXY3VqGyJeTnxjelCaLGtW-PjZE2JWW8VyS50ZsZWHXTRTWWv0uh4eHp6GgYn0x1vpFcK3wqngZk14kwWeAFqfsA7vYTV/s1600-h/DSC_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhahDSfgxaLQ-WIrnGN0_vP4E53FeVb3Z-MpVQBJ-PUEfohRb_wXY3VqGyJeTnxjelCaLGtW-PjZE2JWW8VyS50ZsZWHXTRTWWv0uh4eHp6GgYn0x1vpFcK3wqngZk14kwWeAFqfsA7vYTV/s400/DSC_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213542128078952018" /></a>I burst into a laugh because I keep stepping on my gown. Yin, our wonderful wedding planner, helps me with it. I notice she chose to wear a striking yellow dress that day. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNrvl5v2rwFuA9oTZHLsdPOd-7ISRy8P1MpYioTk0vwD-1dQFY5rhsLBIbg5sjCNz9Dds3orx5jBhXJPlWS5LnJ6MwrcNNyJC2JjcDJvgd9kzYtVqLpw2TRBAE2CbfQcLJyN5Nb80I1R4n/s1600-h/DSC02513.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNrvl5v2rwFuA9oTZHLsdPOd-7ISRy8P1MpYioTk0vwD-1dQFY5rhsLBIbg5sjCNz9Dds3orx5jBhXJPlWS5LnJ6MwrcNNyJC2JjcDJvgd9kzYtVqLpw2TRBAE2CbfQcLJyN5Nb80I1R4n/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213557948015218594" /></a>My heart leaps when I see my bride walking down the aisle. I fumble for the mic and began to sing <a href="http://jamero.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfect-moment-beautiful-bride.html">the song I made for her</a>. Behind me are my two best men, my brother Jerry and Odie, who give their moral support. <br /><br />Wearing a blue barong beside me is Josh, my guardian angel. He was there to make sure I didn't forget the lyrics and that I stayed true to the tune. He's the one singing in <a href="http://jamero.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfect-moment-beautiful-bride.html">the MP3</a>. Thanks to him and Pastor Jups of <a href="http://www.musicworx.org/">Musicworx</a> for polishing the melody and putting the music to complete the song.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefdEqHi0tujjbXq29XH2DvSyRx0lYCWh2Xer1SQuaBSnXA3m_WuRVjCj6liUsuavRnbfOtcDkQ0PdG2a57VH1f0zTSKNOHUj4t8OAopvD-oiTzJWGpX8tOiEAGSRfr5f1v4mYWNe3cxEX/s1600-h/DSC_0602.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefdEqHi0tujjbXq29XH2DvSyRx0lYCWh2Xer1SQuaBSnXA3m_WuRVjCj6liUsuavRnbfOtcDkQ0PdG2a57VH1f0zTSKNOHUj4t8OAopvD-oiTzJWGpX8tOiEAGSRfr5f1v4mYWNe3cxEX/s400/DSC_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213544186985925666" /></a>I reach the middle of the aisle, where my brother and mother are waiting to escort me to the front. <br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxB4KV8rSjBzzLmor46eOq0Zc_lYefux2Ke8hrZ_0Vr1Q28PBPg-qACrsIBbSVgngwDZxidABfRKrcxzFmUe8JB-MteCzOKmlcmFSIrik4vcKCjmgbISSbzQLYW6NVIGfds75LwwAr2pDp/s1600-h/DSC_0608.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxB4KV8rSjBzzLmor46eOq0Zc_lYefux2Ke8hrZ_0Vr1Q28PBPg-qACrsIBbSVgngwDZxidABfRKrcxzFmUe8JB-MteCzOKmlcmFSIrik4vcKCjmgbISSbzQLYW6NVIGfds75LwwAr2pDp/s400/DSC_0608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216933300246965202" /></a>Xave, Mama and I are holding each other as we approach the front.<br /><br /><i>"Ay, si Mel pala yung kumakanta, 'kala ko radio."</i>, my mother tells me when she sees my groom. <i>Oh, it's Mel singing. I thought it was the radio.</i> <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2WWCrz7RwKyWUJFKECycEyzNzGCZVTmYGpKxRlGyJLuRnCed5y-zuZHycTRK4bhyphenhyphene7ylMmq_ViZb8M3AGQVu_-dwQFRqVlsHtvy2doNJXvBUnkstmcN0zOPfXw5Uhyphenhyphen5_g2RzUrVQaNyq_/s1600-h/DSC_0607.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2WWCrz7RwKyWUJFKECycEyzNzGCZVTmYGpKxRlGyJLuRnCed5y-zuZHycTRK4bhyphenhyphene7ylMmq_ViZb8M3AGQVu_-dwQFRqVlsHtvy2doNJXvBUnkstmcN0zOPfXw5Uhyphenhyphen5_g2RzUrVQaNyq_/s400/DSC_0607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584262753941490" /></a>I eagerly anticipate to <i>receive</i> my bride from Xave and Tita Del. Pastor Dave had a few things to say before this happened.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZUaTpycALlKOXl9_Ap_HXtd8jtuXKCzIwsPvjLald3-W3I2xU_mIB4fpO6Jt5J4Znk1OEEHJFRIQSbPGbJjEQr8CUXEFmVBeSSxojJtDlGzUtpcpeJ3evtd9f5EwLCR53k-BFPLHbmZ3U/s1600-h/DSC_0643.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZUaTpycALlKOXl9_Ap_HXtd8jtuXKCzIwsPvjLald3-W3I2xU_mIB4fpO6Jt5J4Znk1OEEHJFRIQSbPGbJjEQr8CUXEFmVBeSSxojJtDlGzUtpcpeJ3evtd9f5EwLCR53k-BFPLHbmZ3U/s400/DSC_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213548736419089874" /></a><i>"Who gives away the bride?"</i>, asks Pastor Dave.<br /><br /><i>"We do?!?!"</i>, replies Xave in a tone that almost sounded like a question. <br /><br />But that's not before mama says <i>"Anong sasabihin ko?!". What am I supposed to say?</i><br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2MQlzYVavZZ0PIuDFf6nz2vs80hcrffrBY6MzhY0-RSOVlDahDwTf5OjplVZSTA0ba8JXltk5ZkTywkADX_fN0HoMdaVGjemeQKpztQDv-3FNDFQf7HBy3F5wczAy-SJXqNMHjrpKgkIW/s1600-h/DSC_0613.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2MQlzYVavZZ0PIuDFf6nz2vs80hcrffrBY6MzhY0-RSOVlDahDwTf5OjplVZSTA0ba8JXltk5ZkTywkADX_fN0HoMdaVGjemeQKpztQDv-3FNDFQf7HBy3F5wczAy-SJXqNMHjrpKgkIW/s400/DSC_0613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584285989159714" /></a>I shake Xave's hand when the go-signal was given.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_sU5IL61vaVDJbeghyJQ1CYCP4b84DXHdrgXDVCf6rIzr5Ok8g0w4koVp0jMdG0S41SdHIyCUhi0Q9lKpy3pRrsHx0gnRbwGIiKkl5CA1914xPeVAclKvrYJsfnsn2PnahDF3cWPmKs5/s1600-h/DSC_0646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_sU5IL61vaVDJbeghyJQ1CYCP4b84DXHdrgXDVCf6rIzr5Ok8g0w4koVp0jMdG0S41SdHIyCUhi0Q9lKpy3pRrsHx0gnRbwGIiKkl5CA1914xPeVAclKvrYJsfnsn2PnahDF3cWPmKs5/s400/DSC_0646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213550486102494898" /></a><i>Mano po!</i> I touch my forehead to Joanne's mother, Tita Del, as a sign of respect. <br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl6KykP2rCN46Dhm89MWJ596rPSYozLuthTAk0u55blWLXpFqz9G6d8tlLxu1oo65TY9WFSunsc5AbydL0QmUzBejBAGUTdHgreFnMV6W0GugNhKBXrp1jCjvYX4iLooVOB8sj2J8xcDp/s1600-h/DSC_0655.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl6KykP2rCN46Dhm89MWJ596rPSYozLuthTAk0u55blWLXpFqz9G6d8tlLxu1oo65TY9WFSunsc5AbydL0QmUzBejBAGUTdHgreFnMV6W0GugNhKBXrp1jCjvYX4iLooVOB8sj2J8xcDp/s400/DSC_0655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213551633305238722" /></a>My Lovey and I approach the altar. He assists me so I don't stumble while my sister, my Matron of Honor, helps me with my long veil. <br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC9dashSVBCTQ_yE_REBjKMkL77SKdEJlwXZWrWt_hFF8pkJNsAQxX7EEnDgks3UbOV7Cp95pXhAT5PZGsMr57UV-BoRiAYlksyxLzXJAGdpKqvhii4G_D_hf-v1JHPaxiIYJFl6w-9XpE/s1600-h/DSC_0666.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC9dashSVBCTQ_yE_REBjKMkL77SKdEJlwXZWrWt_hFF8pkJNsAQxX7EEnDgks3UbOV7Cp95pXhAT5PZGsMr57UV-BoRiAYlksyxLzXJAGdpKqvhii4G_D_hf-v1JHPaxiIYJFl6w-9XpE/s400/DSC_0666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213552662906853938" /></a>We take our seats on the altar, conscious that all eyes are on us.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEtMtC4Xsc2MAz6JfSx0kTzTuoU6nyqRvsnCIUKzV6kiHfmMKT0sUsdMN5O3gmYNMZd40Vc8stmsXf-Pt4Q0H7xnAUr3cQVUajfOIrktav5rUJunDYJGiYHc5UYJz7naitAAjgAUXn3e6k/s1600-h/DSC_0668.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEtMtC4Xsc2MAz6JfSx0kTzTuoU6nyqRvsnCIUKzV6kiHfmMKT0sUsdMN5O3gmYNMZd40Vc8stmsXf-Pt4Q0H7xnAUr3cQVUajfOIrktav5rUJunDYJGiYHc5UYJz7naitAAjgAUXn3e6k/s400/DSC_0668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213554304526695394" /></a><i>"Did you come here in your own free will?"</i><br /><br /><i>"Yes, I did."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjottYJVkE91mLoFHA_HRmafh5ptigtj5Il3WgTzrxY6d0h43VglCWuAZWxqZZbQv_hJ3MFs5-PntMKkDxMeYqUAuImM2CAdImLrY6WmjKFIlxlwycpgMSQ0XBqsQ7M-UaBbBZPPDrGmyDa/s1600-h/DSC_0670.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjottYJVkE91mLoFHA_HRmafh5ptigtj5Il3WgTzrxY6d0h43VglCWuAZWxqZZbQv_hJ3MFs5-PntMKkDxMeYqUAuImM2CAdImLrY6WmjKFIlxlwycpgMSQ0XBqsQ7M-UaBbBZPPDrGmyDa/s400/DSC_0670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213553126787472978" /></a><i>"So did I."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NVqDV2TZluWU72jfpO5rMOg1gT8ut5Rwku81uXQFBI5mVce6k0AX-3XauCG2OaVVeCn50zp76jRHCheNyUYDw1NzVgCRVm6ckpx-g6dbwrfetSsbkzLCODpFGhk_wadhDTE8Gjg_8fj_/s1600-h/DSC_0692.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NVqDV2TZluWU72jfpO5rMOg1gT8ut5Rwku81uXQFBI5mVce6k0AX-3XauCG2OaVVeCn50zp76jRHCheNyUYDw1NzVgCRVm6ckpx-g6dbwrfetSsbkzLCODpFGhk_wadhDTE8Gjg_8fj_/s400/DSC_0692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213569626422045394" /></a>Doc Ayedee reads from the Scriptures. I was under Ayedee for some time in <a href="http://www.gmanmi.com"> GMA NMI</a>. He's also a good friend. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2A-rXH6F0ojqDraNUdUnnkrzo8KDkBi486htQnF3xBZuUeRsf8y84NeThCXTkDdXTfPtVTaNfmpwZ_Zl81awHsyagaVdWdcPF6mjeFDWPe5SIQ6deF5cfpXSfiUZ9rIglBfrh6gZg1UF/s1600-h/DSC_0659.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2A-rXH6F0ojqDraNUdUnnkrzo8KDkBi486htQnF3xBZuUeRsf8y84NeThCXTkDdXTfPtVTaNfmpwZ_Zl81awHsyagaVdWdcPF6mjeFDWPe5SIQ6deF5cfpXSfiUZ9rIglBfrh6gZg1UF/s400/DSC_0659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213587489781688418" /></a>Xave and Ma give their full attention to God's Word.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGY6-7wWwaT6IQcwzwsFHdQw_RGkCCcQZTLA4u7FYdloqIHFDQ1hnc0Lx0XBy0xWU96KY6UXfLQgkffKVJIgC_ZYmW0u8X9rQIeUTYh9wvwTDXZTArJK4IbkJxcMhppbvnOrPaFY3M0Xp4/s1600-h/DSC_0661.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGY6-7wWwaT6IQcwzwsFHdQw_RGkCCcQZTLA4u7FYdloqIHFDQ1hnc0Lx0XBy0xWU96KY6UXfLQgkffKVJIgC_ZYmW0u8X9rQIeUTYh9wvwTDXZTArJK4IbkJxcMhppbvnOrPaFY3M0Xp4/s400/DSC_0661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213587495016839266" /></a>My parents listen attentively too.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFK5a2CF8Ij8TlonWGcTiqgiNCulhMn_MH7SqqxqbaxCYWeq_goaMKVGlO4U-iTvvn8LYT6kphz99eKCMGjbZKv4MaPRreVQiSzIrDykeL1opUNNZnZ0gy1SpIItl17524WEd7lENnrXf9/s1600-h/DSC_0688.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFK5a2CF8Ij8TlonWGcTiqgiNCulhMn_MH7SqqxqbaxCYWeq_goaMKVGlO4U-iTvvn8LYT6kphz99eKCMGjbZKv4MaPRreVQiSzIrDykeL1opUNNZnZ0gy1SpIItl17524WEd7lENnrXf9/s400/DSC_0688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213559357895822786" /></a>Our pretty, demure flower girls, MJ and Chloé stand up along with the rest. MJ is the daughter of my cousin, Dingdong Naredo. Chloé is the sister of Keith, the coin bearer.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR5seHV-5Qgmwc3dEP51aJieXqKDNYH43qH0URePSIQbr29X-VHMNl2R5X2Dog7o-Aqdy1YGhdqWLXkLPm6eTy_Zpu-IRM4rQoJL6Obk5fs24n9qA0-vf0QqeK-1_ad3ePJ0CKlDUaBbI/s1600-h/DSC_0681.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgR5seHV-5Qgmwc3dEP51aJieXqKDNYH43qH0URePSIQbr29X-VHMNl2R5X2Dog7o-Aqdy1YGhdqWLXkLPm6eTy_Zpu-IRM4rQoJL6Obk5fs24n9qA0-vf0QqeK-1_ad3ePJ0CKlDUaBbI/s400/DSC_0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213558905866025330" /></a>Our handsome bearers, Keith, Dean and Sean were well-behaved.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4uKORCa_ihOaqY6IBeJVPxNvQ8VDPQbfe-rcCdL31pEW-m_im9zOn3Lhnc1bePMn1QG0AyntmGJuPHra2ROcVv-Ig6s7-ohJcxfvOs8HKcNPx8Kh4ibGwv1peHfd7aAtq8cTeyOOfoZHR/s1600-h/DSC_0698.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4uKORCa_ihOaqY6IBeJVPxNvQ8VDPQbfe-rcCdL31pEW-m_im9zOn3Lhnc1bePMn1QG0AyntmGJuPHra2ROcVv-Ig6s7-ohJcxfvOs8HKcNPx8Kh4ibGwv1peHfd7aAtq8cTeyOOfoZHR/s400/DSC_0698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213572906091083618" /></a>Our handsome pastor delivers his wonderful message...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTqviWfE_ErunmgPwEGrgHAyWU6UKKtmBk9_DIAcLggRwpemHGgEjcW_8XmmBED0ZOwlc3HqQ-fYn_DrWU17Ms3mRrIEVCkSsQISZ63gEyOo8ZsoortYenvzztUQ4NcxmKwRnPHptA7rwR/s1600-h/DSC_0713.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTqviWfE_ErunmgPwEGrgHAyWU6UKKtmBk9_DIAcLggRwpemHGgEjcW_8XmmBED0ZOwlc3HqQ-fYn_DrWU17Ms3mRrIEVCkSsQISZ63gEyOo8ZsoortYenvzztUQ4NcxmKwRnPHptA7rwR/s400/DSC_0713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213572915740649442" /></a>and we listen intently to what he's saying.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_Mir_YgMOmTU-Xc9gSIQ5iSlWV4LfXvZx77EYnO_g_rDxbmuAgcOoFHXRqLJwYpMMbf_01Pbo5iJXYQ9gtjTCWELluvpby74S20jQwLbVR3XC7_eEjNQkW9qqhFqWdcxJw5EPcL65PjN/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_Mir_YgMOmTU-Xc9gSIQ5iSlWV4LfXvZx77EYnO_g_rDxbmuAgcOoFHXRqLJwYpMMbf_01Pbo5iJXYQ9gtjTCWELluvpby74S20jQwLbVR3XC7_eEjNQkW9qqhFqWdcxJw5EPcL65PjN/s400/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213577358512792130" /></a>What were we talking about here again? I can't remember.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtEIazlQWNO-NDt88o_jqt10VXqKwidJ5_k_iD261BLg5JHvTshQqmZVslDv0g9gpi1uqA4-oysSjVRZggJgB0D2x6-JMvt5P5V7kLy2uhI_bapKZsLahh8PFA7LZmQfundeSp0q8zVOaT/s1600-h/DSC_0641.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtEIazlQWNO-NDt88o_jqt10VXqKwidJ5_k_iD261BLg5JHvTshQqmZVslDv0g9gpi1uqA4-oysSjVRZggJgB0D2x6-JMvt5P5V7kLy2uhI_bapKZsLahh8PFA7LZmQfundeSp0q8zVOaT/s400/DSC_0641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584299977001570" /></a>Pastor Dave had my full attention but I guess something caught Joanne's. Just look at her eyes.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br />I was making a signal to my sis to get my bag where I had kept my written vow. I'm not good at memorizing and even if I do retain the words, I may not be able to recall them because of the jitters.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nJ8aQPGMX5nk7binmcSC1KjxSE9JbkiomXxnLLbcqWZWZp4EXBK5dSgApOcz1ZTXrnqt35f6DxZ6A-eHfHw7qj9lVuasotojkW1sf0m5btgQD7RMPhGnmVcEvdro1Fhm2dTctp8-tiZ9/s1600-h/DSC_0756.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nJ8aQPGMX5nk7binmcSC1KjxSE9JbkiomXxnLLbcqWZWZp4EXBK5dSgApOcz1ZTXrnqt35f6DxZ6A-eHfHw7qj9lVuasotojkW1sf0m5btgQD7RMPhGnmVcEvdro1Fhm2dTctp8-tiZ9/s400/DSC_0756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213572962783284530" /></a><i>"I vow to honor, respect and love you until I draw my last breath."</i><br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd-LyWwt0vCiAo9OJ-r0z48Ir1dcLIEEM9GY53X22VyGNEIOEoYOhlYPE_7GhHWHMhYKnZJPYOHUstR7mPCocN7acp5KziAiVPUihLQij0GEKKWcIC_2ATrfCMAoKkcZ6ONFc3tESPDMJ0/s1600-h/DSC_0760.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd-LyWwt0vCiAo9OJ-r0z48Ir1dcLIEEM9GY53X22VyGNEIOEoYOhlYPE_7GhHWHMhYKnZJPYOHUstR7mPCocN7acp5KziAiVPUihLQij0GEKKWcIC_2ATrfCMAoKkcZ6ONFc3tESPDMJ0/s400/DSC_0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213577346107715762" /></a><i>"To love you... To make our journey of life as meaningful as possible."</i><br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf4JcW6BaB9k-XTcgEsZR8yO7QUQYaXq7uJWBX1XW9-ucXYJlbzSX_z95EDEau9JaVeNBw-QtVpurzrEGK6HykGVP_VE5PyGurn10Cq29HHb4Iof9js1EiGYcaDMObvZByfFLkYKG_m9d/s1600-h/DSC_0769.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf4JcW6BaB9k-XTcgEsZR8yO7QUQYaXq7uJWBX1XW9-ucXYJlbzSX_z95EDEau9JaVeNBw-QtVpurzrEGK6HykGVP_VE5PyGurn10Cq29HHb4Iof9js1EiGYcaDMObvZByfFLkYKG_m9d/s400/DSC_0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213577380496132738" /></a>Sean approaches the altar eagerly. Notice the smiles of the people in the background.<br /><br />I can best describe Sean as <i>precocious</i>, being good with numbers when he could barely talk, learning to read at an early age and spelling difficult words before he could even speak clearly. I've also heard he likes schedules to be followed and so we had to let him know that 6:30 a.m. was our official start and not 6 a.m. as stated in our invitation. Now I hear he's into stuff that <i>require instructions to be followed</i> such as cookbooks and assembly toys.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aMPpvXoRmVtcab6-qXISS5Ge15dYmEBx0_MGafym0FFAMSToS34NODx0hs6V0wU0P4PQ2jDZpLmdMEWt_ziSVKkDrIvi3LNOhNzojdRcMVeho7h2GlM6UHbZL6M7Z3Tjzcw6L2aRNral/s1600-h/DSC_0778.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0aMPpvXoRmVtcab6-qXISS5Ge15dYmEBx0_MGafym0FFAMSToS34NODx0hs6V0wU0P4PQ2jDZpLmdMEWt_ziSVKkDrIvi3LNOhNzojdRcMVeho7h2GlM6UHbZL6M7Z3Tjzcw6L2aRNral/s400/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213577389706869762" /></a><i>"This ring symbolizes..."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOr7OXPnKrGqm42uGUwmKaAVkHc2ctcrdt-cLCNZj4gAAK8BEXLNN927hw4VcBcqfRFI3PED8UWjHBgriyJDc8Uo3G-GgwBlTD8jNXw9JzmCPgX8QYNDjvSLoCSDKrAWVwPYg7ACmU6jaF/s1600-h/DSC_0779.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOr7OXPnKrGqm42uGUwmKaAVkHc2ctcrdt-cLCNZj4gAAK8BEXLNN927hw4VcBcqfRFI3PED8UWjHBgriyJDc8Uo3G-GgwBlTD8jNXw9JzmCPgX8QYNDjvSLoCSDKrAWVwPYg7ACmU6jaF/s400/DSC_0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213577404119103618" /></a><i>"Wear this ring as a symbol of my love..."</i><br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUmGlN598CnsCmiws9pJpQSGKM5vhdO_Be6VGKSBDXf-gpE_bs7J2AFLcthRAZCgmsY5WYunt01lqOszdyxlsgfs-De4t1GYkxf6SXdARAMa0frooFWVSzUkANgtlU1LikaEwRAyIkblK/s1600-h/DSC_0447.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUmGlN598CnsCmiws9pJpQSGKM5vhdO_Be6VGKSBDXf-gpE_bs7J2AFLcthRAZCgmsY5WYunt01lqOszdyxlsgfs-De4t1GYkxf6SXdARAMa0frooFWVSzUkANgtlU1LikaEwRAyIkblK/s400/DSC_0447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214191345745984274" /></a>Our Bible bearer, Dean, gets ready to be on the move. Dean, my godson, is the son of our friend, Jake (Ma. Jessica is her real name). I reserve the right to be his manager when he's ready to become part of the Kapuso Artist Center. ;)<br />-- <i> Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bT4YBkz74l9Z4sbqvUZ6OEenlYJKYQG2iUoZ-H5GQZmBbPyJGplqLEhMthsZ9WKPvayufotFTItIyaGe1vilc8NqtNyEjJyZ3d2wjkr0-rTDE4ivO5FtjFWleerZF4xFfETg7HqM3p-7/s1600-h/DSC_0570.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bT4YBkz74l9Z4sbqvUZ6OEenlYJKYQG2iUoZ-H5GQZmBbPyJGplqLEhMthsZ9WKPvayufotFTItIyaGe1vilc8NqtNyEjJyZ3d2wjkr0-rTDE4ivO5FtjFWleerZF4xFfETg7HqM3p-7/s400/DSC_0570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214195186944974738" /></a><i>The Bible Ceremony. "The Word of God is the supreme foundation and absolute authority in the life of the couple..."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-U5RivKKOu3-NWGypSLseadajl2Mf96qcCQWKd6QUdtGjn1GXNsWZfYYvSNeFvfvLqqyF67sM-QZGQyR_CCmUA3OD7SF0FEjSWdcNMqwNJrkWKHDng1pA0pupJe0D2r9NbZ75-4kIB3sr/s1600-h/DSC_0818.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-U5RivKKOu3-NWGypSLseadajl2Mf96qcCQWKd6QUdtGjn1GXNsWZfYYvSNeFvfvLqqyF67sM-QZGQyR_CCmUA3OD7SF0FEjSWdcNMqwNJrkWKHDng1pA0pupJe0D2r9NbZ75-4kIB3sr/s400/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580412146741234" /></a>Keith, our coin bearer, approaches the altar and waits for the go-signal to leave. Keith is the brother of Chloé, our flower girl. Keith and I share something in common -- we're both <a href="http://www.lsm.edu.ph/">Lourdesians</a>. Their dad and mom, Dave and Carol, are our friends. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6bOQiWrNrJvM7zXkgE1Y5i4RCA29rx3TOBKxuOcpbyunbYtmJG5GmXROwfsJhyBH4_OK5qVwLMFBlTZJkiqkzFhKdGDrsc3mY-ID61lfy_0e9_xVyE1SIregH4CTl4L114Qc5WvmW94s/s1600-h/DSC_0583.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6bOQiWrNrJvM7zXkgE1Y5i4RCA29rx3TOBKxuOcpbyunbYtmJG5GmXROwfsJhyBH4_OK5qVwLMFBlTZJkiqkzFhKdGDrsc3mY-ID61lfy_0e9_xVyE1SIregH4CTl4L114Qc5WvmW94s/s400/DSC_0583.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214196370956054130" /></a><i>The Coin Ceremony. "What is mine is yours..."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65UXmwoBJkeE9VE30jOWy_1sY_58NneS20gJSrZdbBtjOgLs69UTfMWcX-VdJImj9uOMZnUGnV-AmQdFQzSOH59hQNRToKVR5yr8FxCuEgK2CT1RgvIYQNWU3kHllRpfI2nzsR8UtoEz7/s1600-h/DSC_0862.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65UXmwoBJkeE9VE30jOWy_1sY_58NneS20gJSrZdbBtjOgLs69UTfMWcX-VdJImj9uOMZnUGnV-AmQdFQzSOH59hQNRToKVR5yr8FxCuEgK2CT1RgvIYQNWU3kHllRpfI2nzsR8UtoEz7/s400/DSC_0862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213580422968044530" /></a>My brother, Xave and my cousin, Ezra, doing their thing with the veil.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbpPVISUJUtgBYQlKKc7XVzAzkLyEnD-UuTslTzJeGetPdm-wsDVDFxRruezkTjuu88CBqboc6zEEFkrndpSf-MJc7njBJEszPDVbnCxHaaH140sxYMEvNiYmVLxenobuOLtq3efWWAmt/s1600-h/DSC_0860.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbpPVISUJUtgBYQlKKc7XVzAzkLyEnD-UuTslTzJeGetPdm-wsDVDFxRruezkTjuu88CBqboc6zEEFkrndpSf-MJc7njBJEszPDVbnCxHaaH140sxYMEvNiYmVLxenobuOLtq3efWWAmt/s400/DSC_0860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584163989401138" /></a>Angela and Jonathan symbolically bind us with the cord.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7GMQvM1-RBOp8eZVOzEnJWQbX0RpHtwBcBUKW36asmTHZl3CI2ObdYDPx201iqOKTWt46ZiD2e_FcubTu6xgn085hLQqZFZHrCVYY_TeG49pZY1PdIxwMhC7AYdmlFRRR9ZehsLgIKTXO/s1600-h/DSC_0847.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7GMQvM1-RBOp8eZVOzEnJWQbX0RpHtwBcBUKW36asmTHZl3CI2ObdYDPx201iqOKTWt46ZiD2e_FcubTu6xgn085hLQqZFZHrCVYY_TeG49pZY1PdIxwMhC7AYdmlFRRR9ZehsLgIKTXO/s400/DSC_0847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213584245371482562" /></a>I sign the contact that Odie hands me. Odie is the other best man. We have known each other since 1999 when we were colleagues in Net Curricula, Inc. We not only make a formidable team at work, we're very good friends as well.<br /><br />I got the idea of having two best men from Dingdong and Aya's wedding in 2005. Dingdong made his brother and our boss, Judd, his best men. I was glad to see Dingdong, Aya and their daughter, Ashley attend our wedding.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXILVYYiuBIwH5r8ayZWfIbGuUe0RHV3wwljn9uFNAGY7zqeBqE2t_iDxUP5EghLG-YYzbOvZ027afGGWYxgQNHDox_lwp_vHHWOPayJ9aPdx8pHvfN97iGWAzsuUPBooTj7XMhQ387JD/s1600-h/DSC_0730.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglXILVYYiuBIwH5r8ayZWfIbGuUe0RHV3wwljn9uFNAGY7zqeBqE2t_iDxUP5EghLG-YYzbOvZ027afGGWYxgQNHDox_lwp_vHHWOPayJ9aPdx8pHvfN97iGWAzsuUPBooTj7XMhQ387JD/s400/DSC_0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213572939471707474" /></a>These are our godparents or female primary sponsors, as they're often called. On the left is Ms. Naty, my high school teacher. Ms. Nina, my former boss, stands in the middle. On the right is Atty. Lourdes, Mel's lawyer, confidante and friend.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBteQw-gpbCPiGqRIqbjHp-flhLY52D-5fldm_jjttFEAqIVWzs4DwCpTKphh6r7V_qY9H3DcBf_1ojNZdLrpO_15PIeUF3QfmT6SPEIavn29bPwV882uaTGO5JZmdOObRiCkKdpAFsps/s1600-h/DSC_0732.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbBteQw-gpbCPiGqRIqbjHp-flhLY52D-5fldm_jjttFEAqIVWzs4DwCpTKphh6r7V_qY9H3DcBf_1ojNZdLrpO_15PIeUF3QfmT6SPEIavn29bPwV882uaTGO5JZmdOObRiCkKdpAFsps/s400/DSC_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213572958067827650" /></a>This is the bouquet held by the primary sponsors, a mix of butter yellow and white Gerberas.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTvemXVO5K3TSwg4GZLajoYpF35J3CfTNaenaprTiMUo81lITbTArM2Q_0_4YcTgJxdn4QzNN-9drb6dwqMAuORbF6ev2tBLaby1egGthVRLIT59d61mCG81jC_b5EQpq9-NfOXc55qWKa/s1600-h/DSC_0878.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTvemXVO5K3TSwg4GZLajoYpF35J3CfTNaenaprTiMUo81lITbTArM2Q_0_4YcTgJxdn4QzNN-9drb6dwqMAuORbF6ev2tBLaby1egGthVRLIT59d61mCG81jC_b5EQpq9-NfOXc55qWKa/s400/DSC_0878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213587472609515394" /></a><i>The Candle Ceremony.</i> Joanne tries to light the candle three times before finally giving up. The wind was just too strong. I succeed on my second try using three matchsticks in one shot.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43cvmq6OgDlNqkzftlep1znwcLQNJbTXBh87_FO_Ejcpaum4vO0H2TOXDG56jHq4bs7U11teiQNwPxrDtGxx5ZKE_orHQZwoGR3yGISqnhGsj2WlDP7OqeGRVxJVtK4oTJfZXy0Ch2Drg/s1600-h/DSC_0886.JPG+"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43cvmq6OgDlNqkzftlep1znwcLQNJbTXBh87_FO_Ejcpaum4vO0H2TOXDG56jHq4bs7U11teiQNwPxrDtGxx5ZKE_orHQZwoGR3yGISqnhGsj2WlDP7OqeGRVxJVtK4oTJfZXy0Ch2Drg/s400/DSC_0886.JPG+" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213587479381758610" /></a><i>The Sand Ceremony.</i> Yin brought up this idea early on, said she saw it in the <a href="http://www.weddingstar.com"> Weddingstar</a> magazine. We liked it very much. We proceeded to get Pastor Dave's approval so we could include it as part of the ceremony. As Pastor Dave said, the pouring of the sand signified our union with Christ.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_G__UV46TdlG1LgM872kdrslfy66ahRd3wyKPVdPRmDcK7RslrnUQNTcrxLBjy_lkDxfowybSMYl-VuYbAVDcmHQnpuRNaW0yC9T4MVLCcUSo7EsOfTCcpK-JUycP2A4y4DgBF3of7kTx/s1600-h/DSC_0890.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_G__UV46TdlG1LgM872kdrslfy66ahRd3wyKPVdPRmDcK7RslrnUQNTcrxLBjy_lkDxfowybSMYl-VuYbAVDcmHQnpuRNaW0yC9T4MVLCcUSo7EsOfTCcpK-JUycP2A4y4DgBF3of7kTx/s400/DSC_0890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213587485508288578" /></a>We bow our heads and hold hands as Pastor Dave says a prayer for us.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8p4Ouu8wZMeyj5BRWQ8oVv3SkiDKdesgoha2npLp8rT6jTr8jR7sVYyljNC5cyDxCPYZ1-Y1_AssXcN6ICHxgYwTJl8q8E9REhdkS7lqQUtdgQorXxyXtfXXXsr3KIyG6TP_9cs5ZI-A/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8p4Ouu8wZMeyj5BRWQ8oVv3SkiDKdesgoha2npLp8rT6jTr8jR7sVYyljNC5cyDxCPYZ1-Y1_AssXcN6ICHxgYwTJl8q8E9REhdkS7lqQUtdgQorXxyXtfXXXsr3KIyG6TP_9cs5ZI-A/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592252489628274" /></a>We hold our tiny gifts for the people who have brought us into this world as Pastor Dave announces the part where we honor our parents. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAWMreg_FFWnAoC-uQomBNtwy3z_L9heoqG_eExitbBLrEV1R18N08TmrIUG-YbZiBDFjgePB6C9QvXlkFHCwIGKT0jUxB5xWvtcG5Yn3nOcGcyCxK8cAKibAMN93Wn1UDkyPHCRPxw4zq/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAWMreg_FFWnAoC-uQomBNtwy3z_L9heoqG_eExitbBLrEV1R18N08TmrIUG-YbZiBDFjgePB6C9QvXlkFHCwIGKT0jUxB5xWvtcG5Yn3nOcGcyCxK8cAKibAMN93Wn1UDkyPHCRPxw4zq/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592293470108434" /></a>Ma reads her message for us. I didn't tell her to prepare one but I was very happy to see she did anyway. It was even a nice message.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br />I felt happy to be welcomed to the family.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFY7KHdckSyMcHeaAQ2Nh_hyphenhyphen0bHAqtgSJoK9I4mTNNfB6gpJJQat6jyKH1u1rH4b-mbJHBn3hjyu-fFtTKz-bPqyVoMGVxAupOWAOegeSud4V_mxxl2WFzdtBgfeZGeSQy9y-6jZdnqa0h/ h/DSC_0019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFY7KHdckSyMcHeaAQ2Nh_hyphenhyphen0bHAqtgSJoK9I4mTNNfB6gpJJQat6jyKH1u1rH4b-mbJHBn3hjyu-fFtTKz-bPqyVoMGVxAupOWAOegeSud4V_mxxl2WFzdtBgfeZGeSQy9y-6jZdnqa0h/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592310359340466" /></a> My mom delivers her message and gives us their blessing.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br />Thank you, Ma for welcoming me to your family.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhzHGjY3S4QzdIfJApwR5G1wNlGDHQkjWBBaIgDirigbwHtZgZm0TDXYmftyV5INxmkc3m9Z7KgpUgfXUBtHXM6Cz-Zcn290aahzs1qONSzn9f07KqWyvd1lqUvrDBaUd7Ji4Gos_OgeQ/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhzHGjY3S4QzdIfJApwR5G1wNlGDHQkjWBBaIgDirigbwHtZgZm0TDXYmftyV5INxmkc3m9Z7KgpUgfXUBtHXM6Cz-Zcn290aahzs1qONSzn9f07KqWyvd1lqUvrDBaUd7Ji4Gos_OgeQ/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592326725091970" /></a><i>"You may now kiss the bride."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUj2P9HTqJIWSrWOaavWrSzL4or9ZJ06EbATi9iM35qZIgNo_u93Gs-aRGYxt3PRG7oXNoFYBmc2bIzPj0Vf13djN9l_JLoeSB6Fd4ngs-Hpc4e-rTI-_KGq2gw107LBKXg9xa9U1n9d6h/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUj2P9HTqJIWSrWOaavWrSzL4or9ZJ06EbATi9iM35qZIgNo_u93Gs-aRGYxt3PRG7oXNoFYBmc2bIzPj0Vf13djN9l_JLoeSB6Fd4ngs-Hpc4e-rTI-_KGq2gw107LBKXg9xa9U1n9d6h/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213592347079323202" /></a> And so we kiss. Our first as husband and wife.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyBYYKUps7Ocl5tNY6svF3wzxGdWTCxri62FkyIp-r0B6Q9PJN7TNS7GB52R6jZXYWLQ4zbH7ay4s4egvFlgPotrYKuqiiwLthLLcsm4K9xC1pJdR82XTwIB6GRTCluKYF2L-FxRBiPZ0/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyBYYKUps7Ocl5tNY6svF3wzxGdWTCxri62FkyIp-r0B6Q9PJN7TNS7GB52R6jZXYWLQ4zbH7ay4s4egvFlgPotrYKuqiiwLthLLcsm4K9xC1pJdR82XTwIB6GRTCluKYF2L-FxRBiPZ0/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213605986955441026" /></a>We pose for the camera. Is someone tugging at your veil? Was it supposed to look like it was floating in the wind?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Vd-KklrhGhTYvnPex6-XoHf48O_Ps-budaNTT-2MpPaPpiR3YPmeZ5t_ltIdFZtg75ZPJHZ9PzrxJhG0S1alJ_S08mEB6wZnkg0cusdEb7yN5_EWPoK9yK8mkKXFfjImyXdHryvh9nhD/s1600-h/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Vd-KklrhGhTYvnPex6-XoHf48O_Ps-budaNTT-2MpPaPpiR3YPmeZ5t_ltIdFZtg75ZPJHZ9PzrxJhG0S1alJ_S08mEB6wZnkg0cusdEb7yN5_EWPoK9yK8mkKXFfjImyXdHryvh9nhD/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214173130617827890" /></a><a href="mailto:inquiry@directorscutdvp.com">Neil</a> of <a href="http://www.directorscutdvp.com/">Director's Cut</a> instructs us to wave goodbye to the jimmy jib, or the camera on crane. He made this shot a part of <a href="http://www.directorscutdvp.com/gallery.php?cid=1&id=56&bw=lo"> the SDE (same day editing) video that he showed during the reception</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyruMP3L5dNOISqzt0Z-z6dUdZ8iFCo1ZfbNAh2R9N7P3cJPGUGAWQKco4K1S2K-Mn60pwmp9xnU7JpH0QHLbtFDZR3qcWOBIA1CRwyNg6nXVBFpU45rOahReFFLFBMP7JDW3feloKlbdK/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyruMP3L5dNOISqzt0Z-z6dUdZ8iFCo1ZfbNAh2R9N7P3cJPGUGAWQKco4K1S2K-Mn60pwmp9xnU7JpH0QHLbtFDZR3qcWOBIA1CRwyNg6nXVBFpU45rOahReFFLFBMP7JDW3feloKlbdK/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213605995671492850" /></a>The <a href="http://www.junvalbuena.com/">photographers</a> take a shot of us with our dear parents. Xave stands in for my dad.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hoqXDaNM1a_lSN7heL-u2hzYMg3qz8lmkO1jtkeEYcyVtFFBBjPY7erMtQk9YWEno0ABk3xHY0N8oFMCP9uodftlhlNqjaVHk3S1okdBtqY9Xv23afRlQc_2bM70R_v2_hz2MrmILiFN/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG+"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hoqXDaNM1a_lSN7heL-u2hzYMg3qz8lmkO1jtkeEYcyVtFFBBjPY7erMtQk9YWEno0ABk3xHY0N8oFMCP9uodftlhlNqjaVHk3S1okdBtqY9Xv23afRlQc_2bM70R_v2_hz2MrmILiFN/s400/DSC_0087.JPG+" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213606003280470210" /></a>Then <a href="http://www.junvalbuena.com/">they</a> take a shot of us with Mel's parents, now also my own.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWfeSLuezLTDoVuzVQtogw1u3VfQGaBA5GIo1Q43gpkTZpssSG4-6OtloYovavEQm8xPjnzDUjs5k800f35ZCCutKb7QRutCkJAETKwPtGyeM51SEDTColYAcUAV9E_Mlg2-BQvzmXskt/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWfeSLuezLTDoVuzVQtogw1u3VfQGaBA5GIo1Q43gpkTZpssSG4-6OtloYovavEQm8xPjnzDUjs5k800f35ZCCutKb7QRutCkJAETKwPtGyeM51SEDTColYAcUAV9E_Mlg2-BQvzmXskt/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213606024770911106" /></a>Now my immediate family. Jean, on the left, is a nurse in the U.S. Angela, on Mel's right, is an architect. Capt. Xavier is a pilot.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeajlxTn88QClgQCsB6wjzrAJmb-fx9SucvZge_kO1-Zggq5QVllseUzqz5806D5hbDZ7IiLKMn2uqUE17O_q3subvFIx3S6Zu2YYI3DitlmA1yN_rap0WAKkrXtgRLp0Q5knr5uTMeS2p/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeajlxTn88QClgQCsB6wjzrAJmb-fx9SucvZge_kO1-Zggq5QVllseUzqz5806D5hbDZ7IiLKMn2uqUE17O_q3subvFIx3S6Zu2YYI3DitlmA1yN_rap0WAKkrXtgRLp0Q5knr5uTMeS2p/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612686951304866" /></a><a href="http://www.junvalbuena.com/">They</a> also take a shot of us with my immediate family. All of my brothers, Jonathan, Jerry and Anthony (<i>left to right, at the back</i>) are taller than I.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEyG2oEsQjRu3Gh7EzJjPSpvoCY9Nxd4kFkA3f6tHJy5hOhLe_xesEStznjqi0sR5ht0SHGzmo9dtEP59VHMQQZuHo7HTOFkSlnzuBcl1ILqW7MSd81-r_xI055ibV82e-PPqYud4DYXk-/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEyG2oEsQjRu3Gh7EzJjPSpvoCY9Nxd4kFkA3f6tHJy5hOhLe_xesEStznjqi0sR5ht0SHGzmo9dtEP59VHMQQZuHo7HTOFkSlnzuBcl1ILqW7MSd81-r_xI055ibV82e-PPqYud4DYXk-/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213606035288525698" /></a>Now with my relatives. The serious shot comes first.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1oOocwqDp3Uyom9jWgCFZZTVnKkWyt5krazuqYxtKwcJXIV-9iJo0SuoR3hYROYXSL2Wz44KWkhuyc8CnrNE-DU_ao3S8YnnBymb00MUHGZJURjaugDZnc04RKdXdG2JCOgwxc9UQaeX/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1oOocwqDp3Uyom9jWgCFZZTVnKkWyt5krazuqYxtKwcJXIV-9iJo0SuoR3hYROYXSL2Wz44KWkhuyc8CnrNE-DU_ao3S8YnnBymb00MUHGZJURjaugDZnc04RKdXdG2JCOgwxc9UQaeX/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612675890159762" /></a>Then the wacky shot follows.<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDwSJVgxa_-Nh_ZruhHTzWHLZvgw5A1khiVJcEHI_pDBWXWmZDg2EkKEXhL8BdLZ63baBkPNiIqrBxnYzJTYWZceLkcg0akL7loE1Ix9PEqoKYbHJb1xmuzckkJDRO0JnHx09-f5ft8bP/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDwSJVgxa_-Nh_ZruhHTzWHLZvgw5A1khiVJcEHI_pDBWXWmZDg2EkKEXhL8BdLZ63baBkPNiIqrBxnYzJTYWZceLkcg0akL7loE1Ix9PEqoKYbHJb1xmuzckkJDRO0JnHx09-f5ft8bP/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612698927042722" /></a>With my relatives... the serious shot first.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9Lakyu2KiEWYnA17PH79LBLiyqCkzZ-rScce3KzO8rb3pOcoKGhLpmF77v1rUk3BroFhGFsVsptUJgr5CgBtzReOe00iijoq74HDLW-VtAOUCnW5C985-qvftZMKuv4sDLszRQFOx08D/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX9Lakyu2KiEWYnA17PH79LBLiyqCkzZ-rScce3KzO8rb3pOcoKGhLpmF77v1rUk3BroFhGFsVsptUJgr5CgBtzReOe00iijoq74HDLW-VtAOUCnW5C985-qvftZMKuv4sDLszRQFOx08D/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612709925168802" /></a>And the wacky, next.<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br />Why do you still appear so serious, my love?<br />-- <i>Joanne</i><br />I guess the camera clicked a few milliseconds too early!<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UWkZNZgh_w-8_wtHKnH3vHOhw2_9u6Y_twWcPBr11W-gRkrjb94QynU0sGZMtdLpjWX7tMJmE0OwyuaBApZ2V56jxsQ8e4iQDvBugwDxhnKnoNUd7y5f8Ktq7vBnpq-V8d-DTIGkS8b0/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UWkZNZgh_w-8_wtHKnH3vHOhw2_9u6Y_twWcPBr11W-gRkrjb94QynU0sGZMtdLpjWX7tMJmE0OwyuaBApZ2V56jxsQ8e4iQDvBugwDxhnKnoNUd7y5f8Ktq7vBnpq-V8d-DTIGkS8b0/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213612739376189666" /></a>The bulb flashes for us with our dear sponsors, Ms. Nina, Ms. Naty, Atty. Lourdes and Mr. Noel (whom we call Mojics). Two were absent, Capt. Meynard Halili and Engr. Rodolfo Lozada.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbSirlRfAZOy6DuCcJCmBFTlzjRmg26-vugnD_24irZIBIB9lpGuJjLLU9p1zSPQ96-rbo5gKoxi6gKNgjkpzX2Cv3sJ8roY8HjLuZqgXjvq6F6D5IQ6oqDTKf8hDc48meLjmSznJsqMC/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXbSirlRfAZOy6DuCcJCmBFTlzjRmg26-vugnD_24irZIBIB9lpGuJjLLU9p1zSPQ96-rbo5gKoxi6gKNgjkpzX2Cv3sJ8roY8HjLuZqgXjvq6F6D5IQ6oqDTKf8hDc48meLjmSznJsqMC/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214174325921913426" /></a>We smile for the camera with the bride's maids and flower girls.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5_24Zea4gzm3UepvmAwGxiKCHn08UZoTQ5-hgBe9p5ntQatWb3RhsQOr8kebv695rlFX3e6JzZhuuUnbxnkL3Y8qTCKLdUV99Al9jPJYaPFHNCG7GEv-V0pa6x0lQXAPjGcaxP07WBw7/s1600-h/DSC_0124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht5_24Zea4gzm3UepvmAwGxiKCHn08UZoTQ5-hgBe9p5ntQatWb3RhsQOr8kebv695rlFX3e6JzZhuuUnbxnkL3Y8qTCKLdUV99Al9jPJYaPFHNCG7GEv-V0pa6x0lQXAPjGcaxP07WBw7/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214172115879100626" /></a>And also with the groom's men and the boys.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUVPTdcnjFtfsF5BMJd2QmxefJcRO3AUzzFOEJMyKOVNFtGU5q0BGL4mrdkiffJcZwwkB8kxzOU2VOHlznAkpAzjUQ-BjRY2oH4hvTEdNy_KeGYRt9im_lumX1XiX8fVWxRiJS3yIRB0i/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUVPTdcnjFtfsF5BMJd2QmxefJcRO3AUzzFOEJMyKOVNFtGU5q0BGL4mrdkiffJcZwwkB8kxzOU2VOHlznAkpAzjUQ-BjRY2oH4hvTEdNy_KeGYRt9im_lumX1XiX8fVWxRiJS3yIRB0i/s400/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214165175914667314" /></a>Last but not the <i>lastest</i>, we pose for the classic tug-of-war scene with the bride's maids and the groom's men.<br /><br />Marlon, Yin's husband, was calling our friends for more shots. But we noticed that it was beginning to get warm and a few of our guests were already under direct sunlight so we decided to continue the photo ops during the reception.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR5-MM90PcWyPFgr4QA_pWaa63YYIRX07D59Ox0cP928VIsYkBNgc6DXrrc7nB69u1STFOiWyOxbMZ9PECutt1cS97zv_8yr6BVqFLDGtuHNB33lbcGjYFvhcDCi2Z-eKXs2khX8Nx-ApI/s1600-h/DSC_0173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR5-MM90PcWyPFgr4QA_pWaa63YYIRX07D59Ox0cP928VIsYkBNgc6DXrrc7nB69u1STFOiWyOxbMZ9PECutt1cS97zv_8yr6BVqFLDGtuHNB33lbcGjYFvhcDCi2Z-eKXs2khX8Nx-ApI/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214165665500956786" /></a>They shower us with petals as we walk together during the Recessional.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzEURodsrsI0_LzOSjE6qe2so6Hygjg4A6BN8Y8YNsYHSd111mnqHpNhgrGzXoOlT-1uiv6Dq3xOelwO00WVjb_YC4_lbxsCyucaBNaUiznl1SIMEhZ4ToTi0FKJAUWe_0Zgi_NNJTznC/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzEURodsrsI0_LzOSjE6qe2so6Hygjg4A6BN8Y8YNsYHSd111mnqHpNhgrGzXoOlT-1uiv6Dq3xOelwO00WVjb_YC4_lbxsCyucaBNaUiznl1SIMEhZ4ToTi0FKJAUWe_0Zgi_NNJTznC/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214171134536087586" /></a>I was a bit surprised when we were asked to hold the doves; I think I forgot about this part. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1JLT2MjDaqvpgTaitTLK4bgafrgA341Is1hyphenhyphenjnqlICVMIy4s3yU6p_HZLwuYJe2wDxgD9_NgVBFJYlTaXMWOwwRsz7CyqDBU3H_qvAN-FbNzGJG469UFxFFpqYiZYr1P1QeZMaZbSwmC/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR1JLT2MjDaqvpgTaitTLK4bgafrgA341Is1hyphenhyphenjnqlICVMIy4s3yU6p_HZLwuYJe2wDxgD9_NgVBFJYlTaXMWOwwRsz7CyqDBU3H_qvAN-FbNzGJG469UFxFFpqYiZYr1P1QeZMaZbSwmC/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214166182092028066" /></a>But, with my lovey dovey's struggle to keep her dove from flying before the go-signal and her reaction when she finally let's go, I won't ever forget this part. I couldn't help but give a good laugh!<br />-- <i>Mel</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdhlAvnVYzSnn_SVIaohY6qZBR5fTedNFRt-8HzZoXRan-jbcQNBPtYxUOhRymEQwI9U-cfFDTEolCXMTDB88yxx6rJNOQ3qK44BovXlUZ0pw6-_BWtDwqYC0OHudvscHSoJKCPkv1CqSJ/s1600-h/DSC02540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdhlAvnVYzSnn_SVIaohY6qZBR5fTedNFRt-8HzZoXRan-jbcQNBPtYxUOhRymEQwI9U-cfFDTEolCXMTDB88yxx6rJNOQ3qK44BovXlUZ0pw6-_BWtDwqYC0OHudvscHSoJKCPkv1CqSJ/s400/DSC02540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214187174121153666" /></a><br /><br />To our dear guests, thanks for coming in early. To our flower girls, ring bearer, coin bearer and Bible bearer, and your parents, thanks for waking up very early just for us.<br /><br />To <a href="mailto:pagtitipon@gmail.com">Yin Valientes</a>, her husband, Marlon, and the rest of their team, thanks for the superb planning and the coordination!<br /><br />All of you people made this day more special.Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-49224309016120977942008-06-18T04:00:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:52:04.273-07:00The Reception<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDU7fxSVL5U1Yy38qInejpTv4q4Bt5j4P8w9OQjnxTN2c3mbp-JG7cem6_DOBTMIZKG4mkZGqbbSFg2rHMxvPoTxFosZNb3BSVBHbx23QYbeYM7NGoiJ4V8Bvk4KSKwrIn6vbdYcHTp1Mf/s1600-h/DSC_0773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDU7fxSVL5U1Yy38qInejpTv4q4Bt5j4P8w9OQjnxTN2c3mbp-JG7cem6_DOBTMIZKG4mkZGqbbSFg2rHMxvPoTxFosZNb3BSVBHbx23QYbeYM7NGoiJ4V8Bvk4KSKwrIn6vbdYcHTp1Mf/s400/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922256257997362" /></a>This is the reception area, minutes before it gets filled with guests.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDJCZpMAQRIBqRNz46jHAAb9JhHESe9LAWI1yP39MCDUp31EBuErTUKlNJXUGMRP7dJytktwmktwbLw4shF4o4nf420o99svHCwV2Wd6IRVAP8b8KhmY1m8uG9nHJUdLeg7li-m3FNAJ3/s1600-h/DSC_0756.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIDJCZpMAQRIBqRNz46jHAAb9JhHESe9LAWI1yP39MCDUp31EBuErTUKlNJXUGMRP7dJytktwmktwbLw4shF4o4nf420o99svHCwV2Wd6IRVAP8b8KhmY1m8uG9nHJUdLeg7li-m3FNAJ3/s400/DSC_0756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213919149153016002" /></a>The place of honor, as Kuya Dylan refers to it.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIsTP3iEKfQwQjR0EMgX2ZdrJFwc9D0AQbcz-75UG15OXajut5eIsRmpF7oWE0PvXsB0sSWo1eMFfk8f8TnOcF7CGYf7gIf7x5QEDnr4zGvs4_vT3V1zQwvSEuDhjqbrKiPN95VDq89jz1/s1600-h/DSC_0777.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIsTP3iEKfQwQjR0EMgX2ZdrJFwc9D0AQbcz-75UG15OXajut5eIsRmpF7oWE0PvXsB0sSWo1eMFfk8f8TnOcF7CGYf7gIf7x5QEDnr4zGvs4_vT3V1zQwvSEuDhjqbrKiPN95VDq89jz1/s400/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922259592187874" /></a>The Salad Station.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WvAC6rAgL_fkmmUt647lOOCQWvW-7_3HNtFSFv-EVWZ-yev9EzZ69CUU6Sp6a9y6O4vkzUMJesbVgAzAQ_bwkrEZmYW1ShhpMFVpxQglJfl90MyjG8cbTMgfbY26gRXaqrh0gPmXiprX/s1600-h/DSC_0251.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WvAC6rAgL_fkmmUt647lOOCQWvW-7_3HNtFSFv-EVWZ-yev9EzZ69CUU6Sp6a9y6O4vkzUMJesbVgAzAQ_bwkrEZmYW1ShhpMFVpxQglJfl90MyjG8cbTMgfbY26gRXaqrh0gPmXiprX/s400/DSC_0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922264203738450" /></a>This is Kuya Dylan Halili, Joanne's cousin and our emcee. Guests say they liked our emcee who gave the reception a very lively mood. During their dinner treat in that delightful Spanish wine bar in Ortigas after our wedding, Dave & Carol mention that they recognize Kuya Dylan as the emcee in one of their family parties. Kuya Dylan works as a DJ in DW Rock 96.3. Contact us if you want Kuya Dylan to host your event. <br /><br />Thank you Kuya Dylan!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3z1dn346pr-fXGuq0pKYiuEPxvbU1JM18E17qkr-sJhIvRQn0foZi12OdNBnr0iFut9F0fVJ7G4QCjurwjx5n2G9zVM7tG7Yhu76WURwkyZsBufxkZaMpygKe2BH7vVqBRIYmeggPgiV/s1600-h/DSC_0255.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK3z1dn346pr-fXGuq0pKYiuEPxvbU1JM18E17qkr-sJhIvRQn0foZi12OdNBnr0iFut9F0fVJ7G4QCjurwjx5n2G9zVM7tG7Yhu76WURwkyZsBufxkZaMpygKe2BH7vVqBRIYmeggPgiV/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213922269410675378" /></a>We enter the reception after the sound system is in place.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIirP_ewVMuDFKx7Zaw8sxhqWU3bycfkOFDKMeDn9ygxnnO7YxIVfrhwSzHrjKdHh0AlYR2D-RvWXy2cxLoC-bACKNtViRDb9IVQYk0mdNQd6YHf8Q4BNgRZ3PZY9YDLpYP5o5zyZtcoOn/s1600-h/DSC_0853.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIirP_ewVMuDFKx7Zaw8sxhqWU3bycfkOFDKMeDn9ygxnnO7YxIVfrhwSzHrjKdHh0AlYR2D-RvWXy2cxLoC-bACKNtViRDb9IVQYk0mdNQd6YHf8Q4BNgRZ3PZY9YDLpYP5o5zyZtcoOn/s400/DSC_0853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213925370810153858" /></a>Our guests welcome us cheerfully as we make our entrance.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1drvRNjrg6wrp0yh2iZehvLaCINIFrUqts7ykRmaez1S9xF4sGZZNW1YoXHm34-9ZXRoXjHtKZvYZq70LAboyaWnDaTwY7v29eNWXFydJH7SRNk_US74g4eS4wUo6iw5TXmtBqaq61zIU/s1600-h/DSC_0859.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1drvRNjrg6wrp0yh2iZehvLaCINIFrUqts7ykRmaez1S9xF4sGZZNW1YoXHm34-9ZXRoXjHtKZvYZq70LAboyaWnDaTwY7v29eNWXFydJH7SRNk_US74g4eS4wUo6iw5TXmtBqaq61zIU/s400/DSC_0859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213925375896965410" /></a>There was that loud popping sound that made us jump. Turns out to be the confetti.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiI6hXdNh1O9_U_Zm5o_wcaUL2AFfkXJ4H112pPCIIOM37kDQ6eIBwlJGtVW_90RP1mkm4wWAR340MSWEQaorqHIhi-dhJtpxAJ7kRg08m9r4vEH6hiqAiLaxWgSR86xPc3jICEFyI-EuA/s1600-h/DSC_1098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiI6hXdNh1O9_U_Zm5o_wcaUL2AFfkXJ4H112pPCIIOM37kDQ6eIBwlJGtVW_90RP1mkm4wWAR340MSWEQaorqHIhi-dhJtpxAJ7kRg08m9r4vEH6hiqAiLaxWgSR86xPc3jICEFyI-EuA/s400/DSC_1098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213925384856441282" /></a>The Cutting Of The Cake. The waiter shared with us the secret on how to do this properly.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoxknj9ZyXIcXulF9sQiHx16GTMk3WYYlMFSkqEHBA_k1kNFb0Wi9upMeevgG45eC5I8May5Yz_vIn2x8IY9BeQ6WFa793O5CIn63bDweWPV5RmeY_OMcuoqGJtKXVbgbpfkgjTdA63SBj/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoxknj9ZyXIcXulF9sQiHx16GTMk3WYYlMFSkqEHBA_k1kNFb0Wi9upMeevgG45eC5I8May5Yz_vIn2x8IY9BeQ6WFa793O5CIn63bDweWPV5RmeY_OMcuoqGJtKXVbgbpfkgjTdA63SBj/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213925389931096914" /></a>You can't have your cake and eat it too. Other than decoration, what else is the cake for?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukRidpky9SG1Sjh5S2MEvZZ5tK4e-O-9txHk2O6ySngU5fWH1kHKhtuiMSrp2t2SmwXG27UUePSLeFtqHpTkdYnej-uCmdA5mdZR0_Cy13hdiw3WEcH1p87reob_ei8zhLSiheZLD6Ymn/s1600-h/DSC_1148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukRidpky9SG1Sjh5S2MEvZZ5tK4e-O-9txHk2O6ySngU5fWH1kHKhtuiMSrp2t2SmwXG27UUePSLeFtqHpTkdYnej-uCmdA5mdZR0_Cy13hdiw3WEcH1p87reob_ei8zhLSiheZLD6Ymn/s400/DSC_1148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213925395985553858" /></a>The kiss before the wine. There was no escaping from the clinking of the glasses.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tKJo-BplTqE8G-8lZjn0IafpMYKRXNImFWA8G5-iqBrEi39PVu5a6NVMu46ifMw5nCar2r_NE5kcx7hDJhMLGaeSDeW82PMjwJxNTzxkftiV1LbVh6ULLBNtGweVDjNetlhL9ftLpywk/s1600-h/DSC_1155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3tKJo-BplTqE8G-8lZjn0IafpMYKRXNImFWA8G5-iqBrEi39PVu5a6NVMu46ifMw5nCar2r_NE5kcx7hDJhMLGaeSDeW82PMjwJxNTzxkftiV1LbVh6ULLBNtGweVDjNetlhL9ftLpywk/s400/DSC_1155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213928729919610162" /></a>Pastor Marlon praying for food. He's the husband of our wedding coordinator, Yin. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnNlO8Y2-UnosLcahJYcrUC5PmA3NUc3nHE2ztdV_0TPG5LEAt2Kf4iPmtNaiVBBZGif9tFeqkvZmaB_4LXFbeO6TScHVCPAY3KYV9DV1ZOCEv6e3hyphenhyphenwgyj7WsH0BtrET7khwyAaJ81b7I/s1600-h/DSC_0342.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnNlO8Y2-UnosLcahJYcrUC5PmA3NUc3nHE2ztdV_0TPG5LEAt2Kf4iPmtNaiVBBZGif9tFeqkvZmaB_4LXFbeO6TScHVCPAY3KYV9DV1ZOCEv6e3hyphenhyphenwgyj7WsH0BtrET7khwyAaJ81b7I/s400/DSC_0342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213928841608061922" /></a>With relatives. Nikos Dacanay, Tito Julius Estabillo, Tita Mae Dacanay (holding my hand), Tita Elga Estabillo, Tita Inday Naredo, Banaue held by her mom Kim Dacanay-Mendoza, Nicole Dacanay, Hadrian Mendoza, Tito Alex Dacanay, Tito Jules De Vera. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlb4t8ft-sEOPPU5vxfX58Rqe2y1DhCc8JPQY93VgYMh8kAZV3O1zvhiZDuGI6gG8gpXFcF5G7tmsJHV9JMC5r12mmC_gmEaye1y0KnXmxwZR4rJPaTXtIQfG-PSqwP9n6GJDIAisL5WYd/s1600-h/DSC_0348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlb4t8ft-sEOPPU5vxfX58Rqe2y1DhCc8JPQY93VgYMh8kAZV3O1zvhiZDuGI6gG8gpXFcF5G7tmsJHV9JMC5r12mmC_gmEaye1y0KnXmxwZR4rJPaTXtIQfG-PSqwP9n6GJDIAisL5WYd/s400/DSC_0348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213928847049878354" /></a>With relatives. Kuya Dylan, Mike Ong, my brother Xavier Estabillo, Gretel Co, Ate Missy Halili, Tita Lina Calimag, Megan Halili, Isha Calimag, Ina Calimag, Craig, Kuya Jonathan and our ring bearer seated on me, Sean Halili. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF318VgHOT6Z-8jmh9N8fgmf1zDt84RmYWSr2UJ3pXzihbafH_Bc-_ws6y2af9iHiIpupzc5fZO2qZwV5_pqNdJf3FQY9db3W_LJ5rVA0Q6aFGMV8W2u6eAK1Ap8Yhw4M3Y5jl7QPAuDEL/s1600-h/DSC_0351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF318VgHOT6Z-8jmh9N8fgmf1zDt84RmYWSr2UJ3pXzihbafH_Bc-_ws6y2af9iHiIpupzc5fZO2qZwV5_pqNdJf3FQY9db3W_LJ5rVA0Q6aFGMV8W2u6eAK1Ap8Yhw4M3Y5jl7QPAuDEL/s400/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213928849706306178" /></a>With relatives. Tito Henry Villar, Tita Beema Villar, Tito Alex Estabillo, Tita Lita Estabillo, Wife of Tito Roger, Miren Reysio-Cruz, Atty Micah Reysio-Cruz, Tito Roger Estabillo.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1nQn8P9dUfFse2X_LY_iJEBxZPE9YVBa7sMHpa5b2pQVNz65P7KRthcDVOvir7itn2313kN26ScHYcpTolpTbhm8CPI56nMYhvPN74SiBjnXGm1DhDu9-ux0UiEIQ8wy8HdISf2LsHTd/s1600-h/DSC_0355.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI1nQn8P9dUfFse2X_LY_iJEBxZPE9YVBa7sMHpa5b2pQVNz65P7KRthcDVOvir7itn2313kN26ScHYcpTolpTbhm8CPI56nMYhvPN74SiBjnXGm1DhDu9-ux0UiEIQ8wy8HdISf2LsHTd/s400/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213928858816223874" /></a>With friends. Odie Miranda (our best man), Jane Miranda, Ellen Gonzales, Ronald Gonzales, Allan Gonzales, Wela Montecillo, Robert Argarin, Michelle Argarin, Chippy Paguio & Cheryl Tuquib.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIY_1DlDVsF06kPULamcuDWiD24hM3Lg8jAR9Hxtj9MudYLx6L93XSzQwSWKiIwb1-Uo0kpuUQhWi0Y8sFoldulSU3mfyX8hKjwQHBJRNutaoonqrYd27bkPMZYnM1OmTlhRW2vQ0X3TTw/s1600-h/DSC_0358.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIY_1DlDVsF06kPULamcuDWiD24hM3Lg8jAR9Hxtj9MudYLx6L93XSzQwSWKiIwb1-Uo0kpuUQhWi0Y8sFoldulSU3mfyX8hKjwQHBJRNutaoonqrYd27bkPMZYnM1OmTlhRW2vQ0X3TTw/s400/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213931961099789426" /></a>With friends from GMA NMI. Ivan Dedicatoria, JM Lozano, Amina Rillo, Levi, 2Ne Santos, JP Jose.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifocGQhg555ZLUa9hyphenhyphenoo-t7yB9cju0ByjaosYhbD-5GsoxlsFM_cLs_V_rUXiZy42yFCQca8iBuvIYeKfJ9bg6EiGXUWdTUtRndKiYh1Swu6lKrhWMzeJM2KA8Y0fr8EFCA4glTirPbPG0/s1600-h/DSC_0361.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifocGQhg555ZLUa9hyphenhyphenoo-t7yB9cju0ByjaosYhbD-5GsoxlsFM_cLs_V_rUXiZy42yFCQca8iBuvIYeKfJ9bg6EiGXUWdTUtRndKiYh1Swu6lKrhWMzeJM2KA8Y0fr8EFCA4glTirPbPG0/s400/DSC_0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213931966550674050" /></a>With relatives. Dr. Mars Reysio-Cruz carrying his grandson Joshua, Tita Grace Reysio-Cruz, Dr. Mark Reysio-Cruz, Sarah Reysio-Cruz, Tita Alice Gatchalian, Mrs. Jackie De Guzman and Pastor Dave De Guzman.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGda_OPzQgf3_xUQn_aanHI6xOl1rw2sEJyWL-S3S1VMJs8FsOKYUkTkkVUlVjY6PwoG3COUWsYgHdo1KxinFOBKhABO69hn9CMTeMrGFR0hKE_wzw_pDmolORJnJU44Bp5gzSdOmzn2cG/s1600-h/DSC_0367.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGda_OPzQgf3_xUQn_aanHI6xOl1rw2sEJyWL-S3S1VMJs8FsOKYUkTkkVUlVjY6PwoG3COUWsYgHdo1KxinFOBKhABO69hn9CMTeMrGFR0hKE_wzw_pDmolORJnJU44Bp5gzSdOmzn2cG/s400/DSC_0367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213931968272627426" /></a>With GMA friends. Furdey Lomibao, Vhan Vargas, Lai Lozada, She Sandel, Kyla Liberato, Ms. Vicky Arradaza and Bing Manalo.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhj2vj439pzkg3zs3Sl5zMOQXdrqLWgtNkMsS9eDDgNNXIrtE9CbHbKQOmlTmgb3wQtkA8R-gVlTfF7TwY3zV7CSwegvx1Kc0fwdqBiUk6QpeQFCfjYG-e6DlpeKyMBhD68or8CGVnjPVm/s1600-h/DSC_0370.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhj2vj439pzkg3zs3Sl5zMOQXdrqLWgtNkMsS9eDDgNNXIrtE9CbHbKQOmlTmgb3wQtkA8R-gVlTfF7TwY3zV7CSwegvx1Kc0fwdqBiUk6QpeQFCfjYG-e6DlpeKyMBhD68or8CGVnjPVm/s400/DSC_0370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213931980466797346" /></a>With friends. Beside me is Chloe Yao, our flower girl and beside Mel is Dean Davidas our Bible bearer. Behind us are Keith Yao, our coin bearer, Dave Yao, Carol Yao, Jake Davidas and Ging-ging. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAYs8cvWKLMHesn4caARcioVZa6iHDBlkNEjrR2I5mLlE3Rs8Y6EOcAnYWcqYRdN6BinhmVJkj_yB0nroLL0b3tROHyNT1ZI4jEQy_DpFL0pDqM21xuC-3sndaSTzvGV4mOuWjbENDH1P/s1600-h/DSC_0376.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAYs8cvWKLMHesn4caARcioVZa6iHDBlkNEjrR2I5mLlE3Rs8Y6EOcAnYWcqYRdN6BinhmVJkj_yB0nroLL0b3tROHyNT1ZI4jEQy_DpFL0pDqM21xuC-3sndaSTzvGV4mOuWjbENDH1P/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213931983229463090" /></a>With GMA NMI friends, Dr. Ayedee Domingo, Eyron Magtibay, Lucille Alado, Lyra Galvante, Faye Pinera, Mitchie Favis, Jonathan Castillo, Jalu Go and Josh Villanueva of GMA News.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bNwtKFi_lwyqTISQNrxfGVOc1Fl2_d1J8diGvkMM2oBZFgpnwRw4q6eutAQkZIMZUXA6icqTZPpvNjPQieQkv5ohKCk7nyNr5aMFX21Jjc_31zfegSdNcN7KQ5Sohja5dUasQalIHJqN/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bNwtKFi_lwyqTISQNrxfGVOc1Fl2_d1J8diGvkMM2oBZFgpnwRw4q6eutAQkZIMZUXA6icqTZPpvNjPQieQkv5ohKCk7nyNr5aMFX21Jjc_31zfegSdNcN7KQ5Sohja5dUasQalIHJqN/s400/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213934663767035570" /></a>With relatives. Bogs Sedigo, Willie Sedigo, Charmin Sedigo, Auntie Dulce Niadas, Ate Beth Parenas, Ate Rhoda Capili, Ate Sol Sedigo, Kuya Jojo Capili and Xerna Malones.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8VZ-mtI-cL4EEWwP-KNo2GI7sBlbSCf6eHbKqtubL8x9zMXny42_5rNNCAvh0wiSi0NHghjpAGYp8sfakZYCiMkF3o0AWoXf-LEbpTkOtVxoKKh0UacNdagA0l-oSEC3TOqZOgsLV8XAa/s1600-h/DSC_0384.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8VZ-mtI-cL4EEWwP-KNo2GI7sBlbSCf6eHbKqtubL8x9zMXny42_5rNNCAvh0wiSi0NHghjpAGYp8sfakZYCiMkF3o0AWoXf-LEbpTkOtVxoKKh0UacNdagA0l-oSEC3TOqZOgsLV8XAa/s400/DSC_0384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213934674201397186" /></a>With GMA NMI friends. Bugs Bugarin, Mic Agcaoili, Ashley held by her dad Dingdong Caharian, Aya Caharian, Joan Balauitan, Mon Sarmiento and Perl Perlas.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8K3lKF0Q8xr2SDyx0OFOjlbBITa4mDTKuDf89v4tVYaawG41AK3lvNLBrK-qyHzsVvWTfTWTLqDOUO_wx4CYQK3qLobqRC1ld5ugjwpUrm9epXp_bZygmoSTCcJXexjb3x351humQauKV/s1600-h/DSC_0386.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8K3lKF0Q8xr2SDyx0OFOjlbBITa4mDTKuDf89v4tVYaawG41AK3lvNLBrK-qyHzsVvWTfTWTLqDOUO_wx4CYQK3qLobqRC1ld5ugjwpUrm9epXp_bZygmoSTCcJXexjb3x351humQauKV/s400/DSC_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213934684647784546" /></a>With Anthony, Josanne, Auntie Susan, Auntie Tereng and Auntie Rogie.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1CMZZyO1o06Je35JrW_HNuEltiV_u099TwzIKSHy245PrRj1Et7O-Y3z8MGFJzJlFWs7vmKbdYppUXurUTIaw8oZkGJN7OVRVslNthTi39Xv2gzTLIt0hehhqTMkwtVLTLlrquZd_08Lt/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1CMZZyO1o06Je35JrW_HNuEltiV_u099TwzIKSHy245PrRj1Et7O-Y3z8MGFJzJlFWs7vmKbdYppUXurUTIaw8oZkGJN7OVRVslNthTi39Xv2gzTLIt0hehhqTMkwtVLTLlrquZd_08Lt/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213934692075412514" /></a>With relatives. Kuya Nonoy Naredo, Ate Ludy Naredo, Ate Lorie Naredo, Baby Ymasa, Lenlen Alegro, Auntie Freda Alegro and Kuya Dingdong Naredo. MJ, our flower girl is beside me.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEityEVeU_XgwLVDbPPTsfDnDgc5aTXCsdlg3Zrzj-7aOXW54GE96XPLU-xblgjUvbhzvJ7eW_hHunWzYtDd4ybxxcTxKfQUgysABBr9RcT52SlUgUMd5H11HOhCHgrm6Oi3zotUffmoDiF1/s1600-h/DSC_0395.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEityEVeU_XgwLVDbPPTsfDnDgc5aTXCsdlg3Zrzj-7aOXW54GE96XPLU-xblgjUvbhzvJ7eW_hHunWzYtDd4ybxxcTxKfQUgysABBr9RcT52SlUgUMd5H11HOhCHgrm6Oi3zotUffmoDiF1/s400/DSC_0395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213934700959111442" /></a>With Harlan Atuel, Burns Closa, Gladys Atuel, Edma Bunyi, Lanie Closa, Karen Isaguirre, Bobit Isaguirre and Emon Sese. Burns, Gladys, Bobit, Emon and I are part of the Tropang Hindi during our Mapua days. We still are tropa until now. Edma and I went a long way from hell and back.<br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7fprNY-yibLDQH-pWnuLsItuYu570tDetEIKJ-MXqUNM6i7E8BmMF4g6GeJ2qVToNe-0UZNdvTw8-YtfTuLdbbw_DG49U30xBF40Zvg5cLcVW0JY_CZVlhyYHNdAonxodXLq0n9MjEVSo/s1600-h/DSC_0398.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7fprNY-yibLDQH-pWnuLsItuYu570tDetEIKJ-MXqUNM6i7E8BmMF4g6GeJ2qVToNe-0UZNdvTw8-YtfTuLdbbw_DG49U30xBF40Zvg5cLcVW0JY_CZVlhyYHNdAonxodXLq0n9MjEVSo/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213937872407546002" /></a>With Uncle Jun Jamero carrying Andrew, Jonathan & Budong, Dimple & Bebeng, Tita Peachy, Mannie & Jerry holding his new baby. Aubrey, Uncle Jun's eldest daughter is standing beside me while Alyssa the 2nd daughter is beside Mel. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPbPqZbEMZwYiXfAPYDxg4_0Paw3HihWtXhKglHGI2Qs8M-nJCGOvk5PPWddoy7i30JPSKcrMTeUu7OHRrq1-VFXcXR6cNjERNYIHYjhHbMzecpndGFV7jETJ4c58AbPe1N3dt1j2VEy3/s1600-h/DSC_0404.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPbPqZbEMZwYiXfAPYDxg4_0Paw3HihWtXhKglHGI2Qs8M-nJCGOvk5PPWddoy7i30JPSKcrMTeUu7OHRrq1-VFXcXR6cNjERNYIHYjhHbMzecpndGFV7jETJ4c58AbPe1N3dt1j2VEy3/s400/DSC_0404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213937876057627170" /></a>With friends. Johann & Erwin of <a href="http://www.sagadasolutions.com">Sagada Solutions, Corp.</a>, Lloyd & Chris of <a href="http://www.neteffect.com.ph/">Net Effect</a>, Ryan Peralta, Marissa and Rommel Perdon & their baby. <br /><br />Happy Birthday Nathan! Radam wasn't able to attend because it was his son's birthday.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWqpLsmfOAW3sYfYP1czycrkJYGccC9jUZB3HmQe3Ntya01_TIjYf9qOyPYGG-t5GW7xaMo0JgXlb6puw4FPg2lOtHcBZZsF5-30_6UKikC9_aJgzKhJQDzjMeEc2lqAG4t1gKBKGenHXl/s1600-h/DSC_0408.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWqpLsmfOAW3sYfYP1czycrkJYGccC9jUZB3HmQe3Ntya01_TIjYf9qOyPYGG-t5GW7xaMo0JgXlb6puw4FPg2lOtHcBZZsF5-30_6UKikC9_aJgzKhJQDzjMeEc2lqAG4t1gKBKGenHXl/s400/DSC_0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213937880020115218" /></a>With relatives. Nanay Letty, Lola Fe, Uncle Rod Enano, Auntie Weng Enano , Auntie Chit, Uncle Art & son Jerome and BJ.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivJpCbqvYVo1HjDLLXhSyA7MISLj-ghj6MJ5g75Qk2aib3qe2GMn6CK2IXd72cQRlX-_CUQ7pv6HVbCXoa5FFo4_KzHCRZT-wasX1I8w8gn-Xg6DLO7k8PEgC7vzgNVdP9JEJKkh34d6Km/s1600-h/DSC_0413.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivJpCbqvYVo1HjDLLXhSyA7MISLj-ghj6MJ5g75Qk2aib3qe2GMn6CK2IXd72cQRlX-_CUQ7pv6HVbCXoa5FFo4_KzHCRZT-wasX1I8w8gn-Xg6DLO7k8PEgC7vzgNVdP9JEJKkh34d6Km/s400/DSC_0413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213937889629213138" /></a>With friends, Cecille De Leon, Weng Asuncion, Chey Sibug, Kathy Dela Cruz, Guimo Dela Cruz, Tita, Tita Cecil, Joseph dela Cruz, Eliza dela Cruz, Joy Abaja. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJeEzz9OXQtcP683IEcggpdtLQD54q3lFr-kjRkJtW3FzZkvDd2KgwIOv8xsCFasG0aZ8-5Bx3TyGJgy9CZ5aqWP26NpZWXBMyfu9QTiGDt2hB9DjSqcMw4ATMPV22zRKo6wSUPyJdhLm/s1600-h/DSC_0417.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJeEzz9OXQtcP683IEcggpdtLQD54q3lFr-kjRkJtW3FzZkvDd2KgwIOv8xsCFasG0aZ8-5Bx3TyGJgy9CZ5aqWP26NpZWXBMyfu9QTiGDt2hB9DjSqcMw4ATMPV22zRKo6wSUPyJdhLm/s400/DSC_0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213937898688518466" /></a>With the Godparents. Ninang Lourdes, Mrs. Annie Mojica and Ninong Mojics.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU-9jITvMHcDQRLiCRHIK731hfY1tPrMwRvAfdhiPLpHPFstX5QO0lh4T_vcJPJLJz6fwo1S4Pu1wXsSJOEgfnU147PI-oVnyvDidApPCaO420bzV0JXpdHZtMVNEFK1CMRpLV-7rUQld/s1600-h/DSC_0421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU-9jITvMHcDQRLiCRHIK731hfY1tPrMwRvAfdhiPLpHPFstX5QO0lh4T_vcJPJLJz6fwo1S4Pu1wXsSJOEgfnU147PI-oVnyvDidApPCaO420bzV0JXpdHZtMVNEFK1CMRpLV-7rUQld/s400/DSC_0421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947040385234994" /></a>With Jean, Ate Ezra and Angela. Sean can be seen in the background.<br /><br />Ate Ezra is one impressive lady. She is an Interior Designer and a Pilot as well. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7o1E8tp-ciJ9kNlW1-yGznFjCgrfFzVOYsABDjGk3MG7_Br361orT9Mg3fStc1MhE0yxfpzmo3pdyY37U_C30Q5P-E2z9guvlNbzSniPOjAKZxI45KYSJbpNh4pgJI9VMiOBFM8jcL21R/s1600-h/DSC_0423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7o1E8tp-ciJ9kNlW1-yGznFjCgrfFzVOYsABDjGk3MG7_Br361orT9Mg3fStc1MhE0yxfpzmo3pdyY37U_C30Q5P-E2z9guvlNbzSniPOjAKZxI45KYSJbpNh4pgJI9VMiOBFM8jcL21R/s400/DSC_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947046801122130" /></a>With our parents. Thanks to <a href="http://www.eddsy.com/">Edd Sy</a> for the lovely gowns and the nice barongs. Thanks to Rhea for her untiring help with all gowns. Yin and Rhea make a good tandem.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4MDtwCDkCVqaAT0RIhY3QU90jYYDnTFtAVHNSiPdXFpQcpurvc0-GWG1nAHkEjXBw5Mjk3yYISkcu5-ibIV2AM8r9ssx4oo1yapqFtOAyilGjq7xvCK9UZnq2earUkCv5W-DUsy1jFkd/s1600-h/DSC_0425.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4MDtwCDkCVqaAT0RIhY3QU90jYYDnTFtAVHNSiPdXFpQcpurvc0-GWG1nAHkEjXBw5Mjk3yYISkcu5-ibIV2AM8r9ssx4oo1yapqFtOAyilGjq7xvCK9UZnq2earUkCv5W-DUsy1jFkd/s400/DSC_0425.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947049930233682" /></a>Mr. Alfred Santiago & Ninang Nina Cruz, Ninang Naty & Mr. Fernando Maniclang.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRFJDavlIzJbdalSdwO5k20hXpmsib1e98qEEDjTkrtgNvua-dl-CL7j4XTTEFkGfLaVl9xbhFHA2iF5edfTvESErFcvBF-heLpng5fWMRCsSXH27dKcVdw_t8ssW-RQrXOui5afoJfsG/s1600-h/DSC_0427.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRFJDavlIzJbdalSdwO5k20hXpmsib1e98qEEDjTkrtgNvua-dl-CL7j4XTTEFkGfLaVl9xbhFHA2iF5edfTvESErFcvBF-heLpng5fWMRCsSXH27dKcVdw_t8ssW-RQrXOui5afoJfsG/s400/DSC_0427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947053572509650" /></a>Allan Gonzales, the Stevie Wonder of the Philippines, sings <i>Beautiful In My Eyes</i>. He sings another song after this. Thanks to his brother Ronald, for their wonderful gift. Allan performs regularly at the Podium. You may contact <a href="mailto:ronald_1007@yahoo.com">Ronald</a> if you want to book Allan. Also, you can read Allan's story <a href="http://jamero.blogspot.com/2006/10/allan-not-by-sight-but-by-vision.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoTkHzjRxwXs3Ezibi_3JUAfjAMgxeuQmzEr-MrOxyLcJ3FG67HxPehNsAsL71uOEnIghUQKosoHIYsOkqrr-a9XvItkcwWLb_7eliHudWCOTiFRk8xNd6jotDicmQTAm7PUxQieciOgz/s1600-h/DSC_0464.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoTkHzjRxwXs3Ezibi_3JUAfjAMgxeuQmzEr-MrOxyLcJ3FG67HxPehNsAsL71uOEnIghUQKosoHIYsOkqrr-a9XvItkcwWLb_7eliHudWCOTiFRk8xNd6jotDicmQTAm7PUxQieciOgz/s400/DSC_0464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947055945247666" /></a>Josh Villanueva sings <a href="http://jamero.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfect-moment-beautiful-bride.html">Perfect Moment, Beautiful Bride</a>, the song I wrote for my bride. Thanks to him and Pastor Jups of <a href="http://www.musicworx.org/">Musicworx</a> for polishing the melody and putting the music to complete the song.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2CKj4c8OqCEQC5o_YxgtuCZTphTaWsa433MzbID0mPtVCWIfjNvJfR0O-mSeSe6SKnBVnYe418Ry825LTzqDwKNLXnL4JMgXJdFLJBhEJiNBqAjqaJSxUSAykeEI_d3XO1xErqfwLsdNh/s1600-h/DSC_0480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2CKj4c8OqCEQC5o_YxgtuCZTphTaWsa433MzbID0mPtVCWIfjNvJfR0O-mSeSe6SKnBVnYe418Ry825LTzqDwKNLXnL4JMgXJdFLJBhEJiNBqAjqaJSxUSAykeEI_d3XO1xErqfwLsdNh/s400/DSC_0480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952442057673410" /></a>Josh sings another song. This time it's <i>You're Still You</i> by Josh Groban. He points upwards when Kuya Dylan voices out his appreciation for his talent, giving praise to God.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLEsgrt37RUgCHIDhaPdVbbXXTNevIFjH27aSlo-GaNPAzo8r4kxE1nFB5Z7UfC9-8EpKq9YsYQ0i9rHwrcKAzae6JYzD5_OYmhV0-R0NFjPiYqIbThwxbsbc1vcpQ4sU6JXGAUyLloVW/s1600-h/DSC_0493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWLEsgrt37RUgCHIDhaPdVbbXXTNevIFjH27aSlo-GaNPAzo8r4kxE1nFB5Z7UfC9-8EpKq9YsYQ0i9rHwrcKAzae6JYzD5_OYmhV0-R0NFjPiYqIbThwxbsbc1vcpQ4sU6JXGAUyLloVW/s400/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952446963379458" /></a>I prepared the AVP as a surprise for Joanne. I didn't get to finish it so my baby pics weren't included. Thanks to 2ne for the introduction, the part where the clouds move and the text appear to be written by hand. Thanks to Odie for sitting with me all throughout the night to finish it. I stayed in their hotel room with Jane on the night before the wedding. Thanks to Angela for scanning Joanne's baby pics and finding a way to send them to me.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWo7AtnegE4ba6gwG8pAZ3LwfME65i3G8UqRQpSAcXadiDshsshUHks7KTOJ3DiESauNkR8K3WqoH6J-9YJFl-50Wj_YrXh8YMBZV43E4HS1ScC6yHr_fMQ6q1VYMKLedQYGqGEMU4g2yd/s1600-h/DSC_0494.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWo7AtnegE4ba6gwG8pAZ3LwfME65i3G8UqRQpSAcXadiDshsshUHks7KTOJ3DiESauNkR8K3WqoH6J-9YJFl-50Wj_YrXh8YMBZV43E4HS1ScC6yHr_fMQ6q1VYMKLedQYGqGEMU4g2yd/s400/DSC_0494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952458819291634" /></a>Why did you include that picture?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrxlEFKGAV32rd1RE_6DoWeOjOBULfRMnwi9o4YWBfbUMNKkP_6Jo1vWAEhnE9h-VjgOZIc2Gn75Ef2qLS0Co54_5J4lkAbX4lN4z7g3SMKqCrIrxKIXIZzhFg6d1b602D3BO-Thdd6Mv/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglrxlEFKGAV32rd1RE_6DoWeOjOBULfRMnwi9o4YWBfbUMNKkP_6Jo1vWAEhnE9h-VjgOZIc2Gn75Ef2qLS0Co54_5J4lkAbX4lN4z7g3SMKqCrIrxKIXIZzhFg6d1b602D3BO-Thdd6Mv/s400/DSC_0511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952460658293890" /></a>The picture showing on the screen got <i>oohs</i> from the guests.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3iGw_lBIM076pthePcaK5orV1p-PYEw5Eso0ESYJJOKSPVSCKAZwhcFNWBX3bcAGjgv-w1w0FEDV84nIePGVS0syCFuAx54tvuqT32e2_eJw27tZbw72B6ITWWGEqmiCPXUlUZaIeYhA/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj3iGw_lBIM076pthePcaK5orV1p-PYEw5Eso0ESYJJOKSPVSCKAZwhcFNWBX3bcAGjgv-w1w0FEDV84nIePGVS0syCFuAx54tvuqT32e2_eJw27tZbw72B6ITWWGEqmiCPXUlUZaIeYhA/s400/DSC_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213952464153453810" /></a>We decided to hold a raffle for the singles instead of the usual garter games and throwing of the bouquet. We knew Filipinos turn shy when it comes to these things. A gift awaits the one whose name is picked.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZOP_Q3kW-v7KQyHsRH59_V1MF591FGFW3meBn2tFzC2ebm0ZkiZm7PFXClze6ehWJmXgxKW_figpDiokIFbBR_Yr8MJ798lNe0r8hETnYSBo7TCNBSXeMP7wORKCf2eUl7hyiRDMWLSal/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZOP_Q3kW-v7KQyHsRH59_V1MF591FGFW3meBn2tFzC2ebm0ZkiZm7PFXClze6ehWJmXgxKW_figpDiokIFbBR_Yr8MJ798lNe0r8hETnYSBo7TCNBSXeMP7wORKCf2eUl7hyiRDMWLSal/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955930000761922" /></a>Presenting the single ladies...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNGA-xhfHqC_g4fMJu76uWCOibRQymzYqJVni6hdx2I3DUbv3kuYXg_4DCVS5h6jEj1XKuLjxcEoekoOjRyuVW7JF3cl5niDL3wTVJxz_2ZPo5uY_lyedrsXy54tbkxGscfLzDL1SacUJC/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNGA-xhfHqC_g4fMJu76uWCOibRQymzYqJVni6hdx2I3DUbv3kuYXg_4DCVS5h6jEj1XKuLjxcEoekoOjRyuVW7JF3cl5niDL3wTVJxz_2ZPo5uY_lyedrsXy54tbkxGscfLzDL1SacUJC/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955937870308610" /></a>and the single men.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhChw2YWJzeJ0WC96yB9Y9u-lJHDC6d_4yp5EKKNFvGk9LMJNNXF-QcpT8ZTIO6iKmuRkhd96s3PdK1flixm8s5lXkrJ6uTD0t2b9dHuVjQL67bD5Rx8pJsu7kPHHekJRNsjW7K0uUqMAB8/s1600-h/DSC_0565.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhChw2YWJzeJ0WC96yB9Y9u-lJHDC6d_4yp5EKKNFvGk9LMJNNXF-QcpT8ZTIO6iKmuRkhd96s3PdK1flixm8s5lXkrJ6uTD0t2b9dHuVjQL67bD5Rx8pJsu7kPHHekJRNsjW7K0uUqMAB8/s400/DSC_0565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955926210940418" /></a>Recipients of the gifts for the singles, Erwin and Vhan. <br /><br />Just before his name was called, Erwin complained, <i>"Pinagising mo na nga kami ng maaga, papa-raffle-in mo pa kami!" You already asked us to wake up early and now you're even asking us to join a raffle!</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp8u_B8LvJ3TgjLJdgCZKOdFDZxTLJoo8kbLDkV1jzo0g9kSm0SO_C1xffL5E-Obu6IVYvH_fGXgpfkDTAtkbs4IMkehxstIvefOHWn6JghTeoVR8dg5tN9werzhmLzYjUFblQ1O0BIdn/s1600-h/DSC_0568.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrp8u_B8LvJ3TgjLJdgCZKOdFDZxTLJoo8kbLDkV1jzo0g9kSm0SO_C1xffL5E-Obu6IVYvH_fGXgpfkDTAtkbs4IMkehxstIvefOHWn6JghTeoVR8dg5tN9werzhmLzYjUFblQ1O0BIdn/s400/DSC_0568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955939989311922" /></a>Ninang Nina gives us her message.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4Tdd0boQfOzVpAofJYCAji-TfSszI8LRDwnNtnreqW3a6dLQ-WZp1xbxQZvImXUXy5HnGqxKY-C6c1FOhJkDOwxoj8w8QJurWDeGRsqrT7sTjSVAI56jeOZhDYaktRMYt4Rw9og8oK_H/s1600-h/DSC_0592.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH4Tdd0boQfOzVpAofJYCAji-TfSszI8LRDwnNtnreqW3a6dLQ-WZp1xbxQZvImXUXy5HnGqxKY-C6c1FOhJkDOwxoj8w8QJurWDeGRsqrT7sTjSVAI56jeOZhDYaktRMYt4Rw9og8oK_H/s400/DSC_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213955943143319490" /></a>Odie gives a toast. He said he got too nervous.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxOVIjmKTYxqJi1_t05ilt0mlXyxx7dDLHJw_a7HQO8mNoYB9IQrY5RX4BEGy9k71SAXTf1qewkmSU7vVJuGAwzUzylUNAMZi6FkiWBfYvBGeyovY_-PvUY2EdgVzR8ITo-Jx9C9wP7e5k/s1600-h/DSC_1340.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxOVIjmKTYxqJi1_t05ilt0mlXyxx7dDLHJw_a7HQO8mNoYB9IQrY5RX4BEGy9k71SAXTf1qewkmSU7vVJuGAwzUzylUNAMZi6FkiWBfYvBGeyovY_-PvUY2EdgVzR8ITo-Jx9C9wP7e5k/s400/DSC_1340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959924242411874" /></a>We give our thanks to everyone.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAE8hf39hAAryKoxGrJdA6SxIT_hdb0atX_z_utcTGp91i6eHjkyrZaGtbKQoBK5PeG_SLMzYAkfBBff0Q4z6Z0WSBPewQ9ucKg-ur6j9nISWZJrIE416J-RbqfSATg_SPoU9m4s_vs87B/s1600-h/DSC_1358.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAE8hf39hAAryKoxGrJdA6SxIT_hdb0atX_z_utcTGp91i6eHjkyrZaGtbKQoBK5PeG_SLMzYAkfBBff0Q4z6Z0WSBPewQ9ucKg-ur6j9nISWZJrIE416J-RbqfSATg_SPoU9m4s_vs87B/s400/DSC_1358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959930756520850" /></a>Joanne needed a little nudge before she started speaking.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS18PW_hX0oDWQ7arHAO4seQpEgXgT4dPsiwwtHwntVWUH2zKOMC-0EmGVJqa6txUuOt2F834Vqmb2Rojhn3QwGW_T3SJlsRh8k6FYYjo6jXpSmn5SaeKAQLeac0WivSyYlty1CXHkcB8G/s1600-h/DSC_0643.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS18PW_hX0oDWQ7arHAO4seQpEgXgT4dPsiwwtHwntVWUH2zKOMC-0EmGVJqa6txUuOt2F834Vqmb2Rojhn3QwGW_T3SJlsRh8k6FYYjo6jXpSmn5SaeKAQLeac0WivSyYlty1CXHkcB8G/s400/DSC_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959940653220866" /></a>Kuya Dylan invites everyone to raise their hands towards us and pray for our blessing.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwvTDrummmWb2J0KfKBT0BHyMD1CtvOX0HB8j8ZM4q7XqLlY3uMWhqGB8xbYxNkpk_KY2RekeSYdo37gfZ7GeJdsDmuqjlo_Pitkt6aj3KHQV9X5c9Ii0MgaLO44DpDcWMQppKgFGJYX4/s1600-h/DSC_0650.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwvTDrummmWb2J0KfKBT0BHyMD1CtvOX0HB8j8ZM4q7XqLlY3uMWhqGB8xbYxNkpk_KY2RekeSYdo37gfZ7GeJdsDmuqjlo_Pitkt6aj3KHQV9X5c9Ii0MgaLO44DpDcWMQppKgFGJYX4/s400/DSC_0650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959942329643122" /></a>People join Kuya Dylan's call.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVUD6jHv24OeoRNTuIF3f9Tu1HNB3cmPZU0m3lG0-CNPO2WPeVaWY5HeRra7EBrmvyvvTCW1aF6Wx49uPlcQUFeZFPvHftKNSDFNslqMUUFrPvyVGnqm9kxE8xgNv_FImRyks6nwycw5K/s1600-h/DSC_0654.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVUD6jHv24OeoRNTuIF3f9Tu1HNB3cmPZU0m3lG0-CNPO2WPeVaWY5HeRra7EBrmvyvvTCW1aF6Wx49uPlcQUFeZFPvHftKNSDFNslqMUUFrPvyVGnqm9kxE8xgNv_FImRyks6nwycw5K/s400/DSC_0654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213959945207554178" /></a>This is a very delightful scene. Even Ashley joins in the prayer.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvUtrFoXYbaaQ4e4iC0kOdEeVZ3Q8TLiocWRs_FR-_qOEQ9m11DPsFk7NyiCSIri0Its8WHAgaifBsB71kRqg0LW1OBwwj_R_gvUKcBTe7Bq2yxHm7_HtFO937LQYVsjzHZWmMb0E2RSY/s1600-h/DSC_0649.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvUtrFoXYbaaQ4e4iC0kOdEeVZ3Q8TLiocWRs_FR-_qOEQ9m11DPsFk7NyiCSIri0Its8WHAgaifBsB71kRqg0LW1OBwwj_R_gvUKcBTe7Bq2yxHm7_HtFO937LQYVsjzHZWmMb0E2RSY/s400/DSC_0649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213961919907888226" /></a>Gretel & Xave raise their hands and bow their heads in prayer.Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-90258734428944278622008-06-17T05:52:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:53:01.710-07:00The Picture Gallery<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37HHLOOWUJQuQdSEz6-tcPme82xaxX_NmAf1h72QZw1qrXIcbEHrmx0BrbiODmPN8Uiv9SNMZIrrgu04YjA1AeWUd9fSMTCkODA4wbrpmknA3Mi_Hn_2Rl-wNDa8Lb6dvjPe_iamdDyk2/s1600-h/DSC_0112.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37HHLOOWUJQuQdSEz6-tcPme82xaxX_NmAf1h72QZw1qrXIcbEHrmx0BrbiODmPN8Uiv9SNMZIrrgu04YjA1AeWUd9fSMTCkODA4wbrpmknA3Mi_Hn_2Rl-wNDa8Lb6dvjPe_iamdDyk2/s400/DSC_0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214208413963591442" /></a><i>"Ginaw ng aircon, let's snuggle muna."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6dflLrBRLDpd03hEeAhvQl7Ia-vXoBtltC4eNMDvkmutisDgtiR2KGNLW7S215NPgWwJ21SnEgjfNnYZd5Nh9fC7vzBCcEx1chDvofmA_9NJDuwYuXUo0dhxqXpkqWrZ5Nd2o01ZYFBR5/s1600-h/DSC02480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6dflLrBRLDpd03hEeAhvQl7Ia-vXoBtltC4eNMDvkmutisDgtiR2KGNLW7S215NPgWwJ21SnEgjfNnYZd5Nh9fC7vzBCcEx1chDvofmA_9NJDuwYuXUo0dhxqXpkqWrZ5Nd2o01ZYFBR5/s400/DSC02480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163250833318178" /></a><i>"We'll order breakfast please. Gutom na katabi ko. Kung anu-ano na ginagawa."</i> <br /><br />The breakfast we ordered didn't arrive in our room. I just took Ranitidine and water to combat hyperacidity. Buti hindi uminit ang ulo ko.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0wsYyb95-j3bkshk-QGGEpgjEexGMAT_EaN9gjfdYUrLEVPa0nLzu10ba4cpHu1Ha4LspPoRvi1DmP-xI8hUq11ltHuqk8FVHVfiE_TzrmN1XlkALpo6Mb1TlLm6KTYrXXLbhCo5JVlA/s1600-h/DSC_9884.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0wsYyb95-j3bkshk-QGGEpgjEexGMAT_EaN9gjfdYUrLEVPa0nLzu10ba4cpHu1Ha4LspPoRvi1DmP-xI8hUq11ltHuqk8FVHVfiE_TzrmN1XlkALpo6Mb1TlLm6KTYrXXLbhCo5JVlA/s400/DSC_9884.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214347156332803042" /></a><i>"Picture muna sis."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZc3EQnTYI-_VGAbsVoog4SHkDNNgjABozLGPukt1uZnoYTekSGjWWXBKQFU0dpTv4YlsBxLCm8N6K2rCv4DVNumj7Yimoz026WTw636E6i1dxXCwL1Z7i-cPmYntTGr7WVcfVRWCVtLv/s1600-h/DSC_9936.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZc3EQnTYI-_VGAbsVoog4SHkDNNgjABozLGPukt1uZnoYTekSGjWWXBKQFU0dpTv4YlsBxLCm8N6K2rCv4DVNumj7Yimoz026WTw636E6i1dxXCwL1Z7i-cPmYntTGr7WVcfVRWCVtLv/s400/DSC_9936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219405192858257090" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsIKWMyLQLDGW_HKOwfmHkXO-9QumA_2Jk6LAe_o2lXwukGi3ulbv4c3o8KqpBk95vRTDEql5hFeHLVFEQMdpJrUcDtNmq1pTmG33jGTI8yY4dPDGrYsAh6V_8sbnnBrXU-NhyphenhyphenUZGzMB6/s1600-h/DSC_0980.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsIKWMyLQLDGW_HKOwfmHkXO-9QumA_2Jk6LAe_o2lXwukGi3ulbv4c3o8KqpBk95vRTDEql5hFeHLVFEQMdpJrUcDtNmq1pTmG33jGTI8yY4dPDGrYsAh6V_8sbnnBrXU-NhyphenhyphenUZGzMB6/s400/DSC_0980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690123720307954" /></a><i>"Wow, this is a nice dress, I love it. I'm like a Princess."</i> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWk3aJW-KRVODxanJhlUJJoE8nX1tJaz0gzF5qiBE17RTNmer7eKvu0icB_oIg-KfYH0L0oAcr3AZGLipC8m-MgwrLcpjh0hM38qho6r7CJUbal1AfYI0GELEg0uT4EgFKfrLUg8Y5hdqO/s1600-h/DSC_0460.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWk3aJW-KRVODxanJhlUJJoE8nX1tJaz0gzF5qiBE17RTNmer7eKvu0icB_oIg-KfYH0L0oAcr3AZGLipC8m-MgwrLcpjh0hM38qho6r7CJUbal1AfYI0GELEg0uT4EgFKfrLUg8Y5hdqO/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690126369850770" /></a>The Pogings! Odie, Chippy, Mel, Ronald and JM.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4104VAUg9hPuUfhTYXfNDELhnKNe9LGZD9KrlxHWyZi99pRn_rtoQkBLRuySGnhc6rO0NFkgrBIL7U85Kf4ajAvDzaDcEH7gaKZ19PLnZ7isgVr6xB_03DZW0JRqhqVhgNGbMwckCjLvc/s1600-h/DSC_0474.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4104VAUg9hPuUfhTYXfNDELhnKNe9LGZD9KrlxHWyZi99pRn_rtoQkBLRuySGnhc6rO0NFkgrBIL7U85Kf4ajAvDzaDcEH7gaKZ19PLnZ7isgVr6xB_03DZW0JRqhqVhgNGbMwckCjLvc/s400/DSC_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690128382818050" /></a><i>"Ayos barong mo ha. Pink buttons!"</i> <br /><br /><i>"Hindi iyan basta pink buttons, pink swarovski buttons yan!"</i> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOOwiiGVWL_f9VK0NYzF0meHp_v45031U04kHwNZsXOOlvuGkDAM3pvolWFRNtgLMeLBwqqfiZLwIg4wdk4YOxyQsuOKbk8Ln8vX8JGrQvYtaKXaonp5LsUGJ6Q8j17KJwsff85OM1BKj/s1600-h/DSC_0270.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOOwiiGVWL_f9VK0NYzF0meHp_v45031U04kHwNZsXOOlvuGkDAM3pvolWFRNtgLMeLBwqqfiZLwIg4wdk4YOxyQsuOKbk8Ln8vX8JGrQvYtaKXaonp5LsUGJ6Q8j17KJwsff85OM1BKj/s400/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219333928149378322" /></a><i>"Ma, pila na tayo dun."</i><br /><br /><i>"Teka, andun sa kabila kamag-anak natin."</i><br /><br />Mama with Jean, Lenlen (behind Mama) and the ever reliable Baby carrying Mama's oxygen. Good thing, Mama didn't have a need for that.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBzbQOLRe_VHyIIY8Jfy8GPJUsYsOtoQgla2plDEsZGybETO94aYMTKaCNtauR6mcxMggP_zgqiwAWn4QZ5VsVdouvfYfyQm3-YQNC1-L5yE7ps8PkWJgIwZtVO5iyvGYBb_Iu3dAS51Y/s1600-h/DSC_0232.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBzbQOLRe_VHyIIY8Jfy8GPJUsYsOtoQgla2plDEsZGybETO94aYMTKaCNtauR6mcxMggP_zgqiwAWn4QZ5VsVdouvfYfyQm3-YQNC1-L5yE7ps8PkWJgIwZtVO5iyvGYBb_Iu3dAS51Y/s400/DSC_0232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693205001863474" /></a><i>"It's time to wear your barong, Sean."</i> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5gKUQi8tHmN7UdPDQdoM8TI0qW-n3ZBs9CGgb7EWJyLSdKbQvJ5bXhII5Y-F6fC-9B_zw4S4yiOyi9z9XD1CLNCmlzkNhmZv_L5WAWYVcArpaXY1Ojp8SckdXR-dcN8Wc00T-BQHJu0y/s1600-h/DSC_0280.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb5gKUQi8tHmN7UdPDQdoM8TI0qW-n3ZBs9CGgb7EWJyLSdKbQvJ5bXhII5Y-F6fC-9B_zw4S4yiOyi9z9XD1CLNCmlzkNhmZv_L5WAWYVcArpaXY1Ojp8SckdXR-dcN8Wc00T-BQHJu0y/s400/DSC_0280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146290878463698" /></a><i>"Mano po Ninong! Ay, kuya pala kita."</i> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUq4maQti_A01EkpDTmdLfbymvV4N5XZoKQpV6iyvRlExDnDbOCfVKJS9R_LksF0I9azCZEkQk2eC7_1Focl78ayUhgy-Dn6nE316qPQl8W-htd3rsorPRoGRa7jlFQJqIUKGlQOWIID2/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUq4maQti_A01EkpDTmdLfbymvV4N5XZoKQpV6iyvRlExDnDbOCfVKJS9R_LksF0I9azCZEkQk2eC7_1Focl78ayUhgy-Dn6nE316qPQl8W-htd3rsorPRoGRa7jlFQJqIUKGlQOWIID2/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146301548245634" /></a><i>"Bing, sino hinahanap mo, future bride mo?"</i> <br /><br /><i>"Hindi, kung san ako uupo."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqiHOMME35z9jZltzPSDsFOsRUAHfTBCa7Je0k4L3NHFEA8dMqw5rD-7cDyXqDhbjmf7C-4tS3O8gvpAYKqWAiwzD1YFyibhI3EJjXRTDmTNwZwgzHQgUzJcuDgAfOSP_fjnMfB2BanaYS/s1600-h/DSC_0276.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqiHOMME35z9jZltzPSDsFOsRUAHfTBCa7Je0k4L3NHFEA8dMqw5rD-7cDyXqDhbjmf7C-4tS3O8gvpAYKqWAiwzD1YFyibhI3EJjXRTDmTNwZwgzHQgUzJcuDgAfOSP_fjnMfB2BanaYS/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172509010710418" /></a>Bebeng: Nainitan yata si Budong. Paypayan ko nga. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyblsaKXvC2q4suB8k1iyLp84BmaqZ-TWsyORe8gmLfXOTAJJLT-6tnbefdBQuRx5dnyENqweZLhrThEZXFP4Cb5i-sJA_9nQNHVIRXQHjeF3DHphGgY93vQ4WcDWZCkkzubjkhYGOjM0k/s1600-h/DSC_0306.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyblsaKXvC2q4suB8k1iyLp84BmaqZ-TWsyORe8gmLfXOTAJJLT-6tnbefdBQuRx5dnyENqweZLhrThEZXFP4Cb5i-sJA_9nQNHVIRXQHjeF3DHphGgY93vQ4WcDWZCkkzubjkhYGOjM0k/s400/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172513902650322" /></a>Mama happy to see relatives.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZDyTEFGB2JV1xQoc1tV-vNe204mb_hEvWsehACbCkKjN2BW4i9Q4LB45DAnCZ69bevcp_TWQrN5sWwkc3t2CUhp0GtcbpUYvPc8hFFLkh3UNTL3zh6Gb2CYFR7fyXeVB5CscUQEN7S-x/s1600-h/DSC_0307.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZDyTEFGB2JV1xQoc1tV-vNe204mb_hEvWsehACbCkKjN2BW4i9Q4LB45DAnCZ69bevcp_TWQrN5sWwkc3t2CUhp0GtcbpUYvPc8hFFLkh3UNTL3zh6Gb2CYFR7fyXeVB5CscUQEN7S-x/s400/DSC_0307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172517737050322" /></a>Ang saya naman.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8PnwsVTmMa8Pv2ZhwuV2hAFJD8ZFuEXN0aT_ckkAkadWwiMJZm9vWXhiu4uhbxfOMBogRlZE2DyYu_mu5mUHpkwRSKAyIhWmMPD4vkaKSmfebbPjhLlVQ-BZdxGxn1rXPh3yOYfoQ-6z/s1600-h/DSC02514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8PnwsVTmMa8Pv2ZhwuV2hAFJD8ZFuEXN0aT_ckkAkadWwiMJZm9vWXhiu4uhbxfOMBogRlZE2DyYu_mu5mUHpkwRSKAyIhWmMPD4vkaKSmfebbPjhLlVQ-BZdxGxn1rXPh3yOYfoQ-6z/s400/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219336532654039394" /></a>Tita Cecil, the gorgeous lady in red.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFat1g2mgLvNG7BeGlgkiCiVAc9l5vn0Zn7o_SPj4sHMvtZ3n2bN2564RytkcCJz4QxnWeMi2JtTU24NuC6EDBJQzmam6riEVbuXciRM5NIqkHS87B-71lQM9PuATYlIwNIS2rTumH1i3/s1600-h/DSC02500.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFat1g2mgLvNG7BeGlgkiCiVAc9l5vn0Zn7o_SPj4sHMvtZ3n2bN2564RytkcCJz4QxnWeMi2JtTU24NuC6EDBJQzmam6riEVbuXciRM5NIqkHS87B-71lQM9PuATYlIwNIS2rTumH1i3/s400/DSC02500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219319486068373490" /></a>The poging driver of the bridal car is my cousin, Jonathan Estabillo. Driver na, Piloto pa! Late naman madalas. :p<br />--<i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvaGxTvnGHE0mlAD5HA6Lntm5Sh6qyPGeSrRp_9xHZ15mNzjzNTiJbCTA5oI1YBz2DTihGoLMF6VonJhKfwg1f93GXpYqHiRgcMSzinogcvF8tHyU2Bj2w-s74vMt0v0OTEQPttQX0z4M/s1600-h/DSC_0488.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvaGxTvnGHE0mlAD5HA6Lntm5Sh6qyPGeSrRp_9xHZ15mNzjzNTiJbCTA5oI1YBz2DTihGoLMF6VonJhKfwg1f93GXpYqHiRgcMSzinogcvF8tHyU2Bj2w-s74vMt0v0OTEQPttQX0z4M/s400/DSC_0488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214690236282572562" /></a><i>"Ay, di pa pwede lumabas? Excited na ko eh."</i> <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ttm1Nd_L-LDBTym0Et92vEJGTXEoLXQ6I_XfvchQp5Z3LTgKN5eXgMYF37AJvCpVuL3gqJJPk9QsF0Ksfs1K1lphXRgsgoNa72VLfEA4hH6dFI58Yaa_trCpCPKdRUQ_bMfyNP3Ji2qj/s1600-h/DSC_0450.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Ttm1Nd_L-LDBTym0Et92vEJGTXEoLXQ6I_XfvchQp5Z3LTgKN5eXgMYF37AJvCpVuL3gqJJPk9QsF0Ksfs1K1lphXRgsgoNa72VLfEA4hH6dFI58Yaa_trCpCPKdRUQ_bMfyNP3Ji2qj/s400/DSC_0450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693212940155090" /></a><i>"Can't help it, I woke up at 4 a.m."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglksqR1ldcqmT9YUAKGR9vkdFccAT51FizrZOkNtnwrw1UwRj9IDxcmGt2fyPU2AykHMNkZLjxZqV0bGtvnxjAxevc7LgoOOU_GbCpg7UYc8UsRBtjU8bLDpV3Nx5cQ_0I5gce3plyj5eD/s1600-h/DSC_0451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglksqR1ldcqmT9YUAKGR9vkdFccAT51FizrZOkNtnwrw1UwRj9IDxcmGt2fyPU2AykHMNkZLjxZqV0bGtvnxjAxevc7LgoOOU_GbCpg7UYc8UsRBtjU8bLDpV3Nx5cQ_0I5gce3plyj5eD/s400/DSC_0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693219455834866" /></a><i>"How's waking up at 3 a.m.?"</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Bv1oIi07sThJMm-d4_-611WWLUlogRBmlpc4IOIJZrDE_YOu5jnHbh6ObfbYC9iHLygu2pK86Wrc1Lndlwj2gwhPNF-R2QZOVh9qv93r5auKtobi_He_wnwePNgSffKkPwqe4DDm2V0g/s1600-h/DSC_0311.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Bv1oIi07sThJMm-d4_-611WWLUlogRBmlpc4IOIJZrDE_YOu5jnHbh6ObfbYC9iHLygu2pK86Wrc1Lndlwj2gwhPNF-R2QZOVh9qv93r5auKtobi_He_wnwePNgSffKkPwqe4DDm2V0g/s400/DSC_0311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219146310223895874" /></a>Mother and Son. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbn-yfZt5BoU7pxJokG2-TAA0mYaLjZEOmsA6uXOoaWUYGlUc62IkRcMmj5xKrjTBI8BRle8fBNUlL6JkAJVQ2j2WSX9uqvlRr5MAzFy38rvBpf_3NhHVYxQ6gFg4q-oTLh96qIVNxOnv/s1600-h/DSC_0467.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbn-yfZt5BoU7pxJokG2-TAA0mYaLjZEOmsA6uXOoaWUYGlUc62IkRcMmj5xKrjTBI8BRle8fBNUlL6JkAJVQ2j2WSX9uqvlRr5MAzFy38rvBpf_3NhHVYxQ6gFg4q-oTLh96qIVNxOnv/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693226466678290" /></a><i>"Umiinit na ha."<br /><br />"Ok lang 'yan, vitamin D iyan."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1o1mLiff6oYlFhuZIMy_eP7TOMtDj4GEYBvei4pvnGD5zceCaejUbQ8Og99foQR0MyvUU7S-E1-YWAd-jmd5qQzTkQIHIcSS9OsGLuDAvQs2BkOXWszxQQOI-04jdUkozWbx1shp2QD8c/s1600-h/P1020393.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1o1mLiff6oYlFhuZIMy_eP7TOMtDj4GEYBvei4pvnGD5zceCaejUbQ8Og99foQR0MyvUU7S-E1-YWAd-jmd5qQzTkQIHIcSS9OsGLuDAvQs2BkOXWszxQQOI-04jdUkozWbx1shp2QD8c/s400/P1020393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712604924694514" /></a>Xave and girlfriend, Gretel. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgievpAeFZ6iKewWNQnh1-RawZhdU6UCgQuui3izgjtb5kPOzquzIMTlhi4-fEnTYv6OF7BvhdZ95dpJ8LJhzu0_vSQrlHht1oVN83GKzR7ynzup4uH7MtyCncdbSkP3JMmTwOCTKN9ZoDM/s1600-h/P1020412.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgievpAeFZ6iKewWNQnh1-RawZhdU6UCgQuui3izgjtb5kPOzquzIMTlhi4-fEnTYv6OF7BvhdZ95dpJ8LJhzu0_vSQrlHht1oVN83GKzR7ynzup4uH7MtyCncdbSkP3JMmTwOCTKN9ZoDM/s400/P1020412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712620253697858" /></a>Jean and Angge<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXBklt6VAf4AhhOr0FToGZNnDgy3kw4kSvLmB-5O5lanTjhYB92mJVvAeoXOp6RlHqgCLd3F_enULpa_0UWRkygn_1PAultUAs6vIV3VSmprjcRTiioXdVC7NMsliWawvrw0u6Ys4WVfS/s1600-h/P1020413.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXBklt6VAf4AhhOr0FToGZNnDgy3kw4kSvLmB-5O5lanTjhYB92mJVvAeoXOp6RlHqgCLd3F_enULpa_0UWRkygn_1PAultUAs6vIV3VSmprjcRTiioXdVC7NMsliWawvrw0u6Ys4WVfS/s400/P1020413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712621459591250" /></a>Jean and Ate Ezra<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuRdPNiNwJ6221ThRmfRisp01HiJ4FrrhR9l7XQk78ojHz-H7MFSB4xrW2CaxZnTQrYNbcBqPA7JHgMNi3Ix4TSnbXUNwTH3evdmX88vH89BFIWjSQcWlMJD8tBOeb5GpmkWnSNTeUu9a/s1600-h/P1020434.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRuRdPNiNwJ6221ThRmfRisp01HiJ4FrrhR9l7XQk78ojHz-H7MFSB4xrW2CaxZnTQrYNbcBqPA7JHgMNi3Ix4TSnbXUNwTH3evdmX88vH89BFIWjSQcWlMJD8tBOeb5GpmkWnSNTeUu9a/s400/P1020434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712633518946146" /></a>Yin and Anjo<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgRZOxD0rHhExL3XKf5GGlykRYh32y1G8B5jyGQ1HhRr1uGfFqd2ovQ4KhQHqrZ7Q8LXlbXTMqqX9oq87euwr6eTDBEU4g9uTSHd57HKpK2gWwdgYiy3bkG5SfL64eKjCe2CzoFlVggHZa/s1600-h/P1020437.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgRZOxD0rHhExL3XKf5GGlykRYh32y1G8B5jyGQ1HhRr1uGfFqd2ovQ4KhQHqrZ7Q8LXlbXTMqqX9oq87euwr6eTDBEU4g9uTSHd57HKpK2gWwdgYiy3bkG5SfL64eKjCe2CzoFlVggHZa/s400/P1020437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214712636437223586" /></a>The lovely receptionists. Cecille is my friend from Faith Fellowship and Eliza is my friend way back from high school at Trinity College.<br />--<i>Joanne</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXox4Q988oxUyBlx5KT88xxY0MENNZGOW2CY4R_kiY9xnhjbUi1KITFdw6bRTZhcdviqRDAX1tFh2RFGQlHF2OLzGL7WLq249QPcJbMGUtEssObx5iS9VbD_k2YYGPzgHGrFRRVLjH7anf/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXox4Q988oxUyBlx5KT88xxY0MENNZGOW2CY4R_kiY9xnhjbUi1KITFdw6bRTZhcdviqRDAX1tFh2RFGQlHF2OLzGL7WLq249QPcJbMGUtEssObx5iS9VbD_k2YYGPzgHGrFRRVLjH7anf/s400/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218789574099487106" /></a><i>"Antok na 'to! Ay, tulog na ba?"</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_33BGyNtS6EeIDbYHC2_tNDb4FMeul6xZGJTjKB53Tn0W6SaOTnpq-owdA4bdVScKsvaeuS8L6V54pbJpxKukrOw-L143U-Yb0RvPx8TCWUc_dVlFHPOlKG_RneoY6ULzXZe6rNImkbXG/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_33BGyNtS6EeIDbYHC2_tNDb4FMeul6xZGJTjKB53Tn0W6SaOTnpq-owdA4bdVScKsvaeuS8L6V54pbJpxKukrOw-L143U-Yb0RvPx8TCWUc_dVlFHPOlKG_RneoY6ULzXZe6rNImkbXG/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782847643290498" /></a><i>"Damihan na natin ang kuha, breakfast and lunch na 'to."</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRIu_mxGKBTU5uPPQCBQHUxUFHyHcYyfVrfXp5Tyvjy2pw-rSuU9o_3hpXxzbtO69Z-Qos0Kb2Po6jmQEVy2L0JTV7ea4CbAnhiHw9UwGS1waZn996GVl0axmN_iuCP-cqscRnSWhbtow0/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRIu_mxGKBTU5uPPQCBQHUxUFHyHcYyfVrfXp5Tyvjy2pw-rSuU9o_3hpXxzbtO69Z-Qos0Kb2Po6jmQEVy2L0JTV7ea4CbAnhiHw9UwGS1waZn996GVl0axmN_iuCP-cqscRnSWhbtow0/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782849784168882" /></a>Tuqs, Ellen and Chippy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDVCdg2LRMNP_oNOfyFxF0zLGh8ImhIAD_GJJ_Na7zGmn6EWTCQJrm84vpD7qAM1KUSQl8T0CNZGz689FtHp0R52Q_jPbG3z_c4uX1EjibxrnONturMKyNSgiqDHRhiE6WAZeA4OTc_dGu/s1600-h/DSC_1210.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDVCdg2LRMNP_oNOfyFxF0zLGh8ImhIAD_GJJ_Na7zGmn6EWTCQJrm84vpD7qAM1KUSQl8T0CNZGz689FtHp0R52Q_jPbG3z_c4uX1EjibxrnONturMKyNSgiqDHRhiE6WAZeA4OTc_dGu/s400/DSC_1210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782862569808386" /></a>Dean, kain na please . --<i>Mommy Jake</i><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDhS1bWFPZlQcIdso8tABg_-ypz0Eq8QmH7u2hLSk5osVICbDAXc344Sw8vKBcMzcP_XgzJqgay88_QtRxDh6Eti3dfmfoy8qLbyoI-QeLd5XS8VgF9J55I727EiEVw-a857_LuiGYYRL/s1600-h/DSC_1211.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQDhS1bWFPZlQcIdso8tABg_-ypz0Eq8QmH7u2hLSk5osVICbDAXc344Sw8vKBcMzcP_XgzJqgay88_QtRxDh6Eti3dfmfoy8qLbyoI-QeLd5XS8VgF9J55I727EiEVw-a857_LuiGYYRL/s400/DSC_1211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782863960470882" /></a><i>"Ano nga password nung laptop?"</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirlhuaeTdLXqupmWAXgqr1_2kedJfEHVldu_kWJy0ENg4Nd9y0fj7hG0b080zKYbnqFe-7rrrHAhEuF6wRHSaruxkI53p3J_sKfy3-5jf7zjoiRHAKOODHLNBXxcWAZ_c5G9q2mHbwJbr0/s1600-h/DSC_1302.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirlhuaeTdLXqupmWAXgqr1_2kedJfEHVldu_kWJy0ENg4Nd9y0fj7hG0b080zKYbnqFe-7rrrHAhEuF6wRHSaruxkI53p3J_sKfy3-5jf7zjoiRHAKOODHLNBXxcWAZ_c5G9q2mHbwJbr0/s400/DSC_1302.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782870796170450" /></a>Mic: Sigurado kang raffle lang 'to ha!?!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvdL_dnj2g4lgugbsG40SGd0qRbP_gvuTtHnKQsZDl-AfjSoTMFg5_WzzaHeA9NQA2pn7CCH6FTt3qfy_GtHZl5HJbNVkfrhThUkmigmNdK8cw0QFGMlmtWTbnZJP0TC2LMzv1Uao5gbT/s1600-h/DSC_1312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvdL_dnj2g4lgugbsG40SGd0qRbP_gvuTtHnKQsZDl-AfjSoTMFg5_WzzaHeA9NQA2pn7CCH6FTt3qfy_GtHZl5HJbNVkfrhThUkmigmNdK8cw0QFGMlmtWTbnZJP0TC2LMzv1Uao5gbT/s400/DSC_1312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218787471251720514" /></a>Mga walang tulog.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_wt-6V-xdZ7BkHZJo-E8-oZrFZ4q-wnjUkbmjaplSsNusRcszGk9BKvaTgBVGVoXpSEJedo2hE8wgY8RUGBJZlKdsPWi-VXyKVi9iC1jPf6GXWq-BQ1dgK8Z5WqKlyZYCWw6NgAEmaPX6/s1600-h/P1020554.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_wt-6V-xdZ7BkHZJo-E8-oZrFZ4q-wnjUkbmjaplSsNusRcszGk9BKvaTgBVGVoXpSEJedo2hE8wgY8RUGBJZlKdsPWi-VXyKVi9iC1jPf6GXWq-BQ1dgK8Z5WqKlyZYCWw6NgAEmaPX6/s400/P1020554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218787476874541922" /></a>Future habulin ng chicks, Sean and Dean.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfe8Yav8DM7dXOAPD2xxh2EdAQSl64Snyt8UzKl-UY1pD0NOV8D3N1k5X80QMszlicU2igfMBgALFcJM0QYMAxdcEM14G5NO2Jgpm07zpgk4BRBi5i1QGni2C30TOYavstQz2hDLW0Dtpe/s1600-h/DSC_0662.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfe8Yav8DM7dXOAPD2xxh2EdAQSl64Snyt8UzKl-UY1pD0NOV8D3N1k5X80QMszlicU2igfMBgALFcJM0QYMAxdcEM14G5NO2Jgpm07zpgk4BRBi5i1QGni2C30TOYavstQz2hDLW0Dtpe/s400/DSC_0662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218787486203582146" /></a>With Marlon, Irish, Reiman, Yin and Kuya Dylan.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizjRTsxVgwQXTlO-F8Jci5A8l_N_qIhK6sHhXGRNiTs5QuHzEH5UDgFETdHqI6Q2_Oktyt850lxjR924udFGLTUSgwH4ancRnEUpHUtI5NVUiy5lRAqRaqxyS3f1SjVJmGk85OCQA4SVG/s1600-h/DSC_0209.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizjRTsxVgwQXTlO-F8Jci5A8l_N_qIhK6sHhXGRNiTs5QuHzEH5UDgFETdHqI6Q2_Oktyt850lxjR924udFGLTUSgwH4ancRnEUpHUtI5NVUiy5lRAqRaqxyS3f1SjVJmGk85OCQA4SVG/s400/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218787496427143554" /></a>Aging gracefully... Auntie Dulce, Auntie Charito, Tita Grace and Mama.<br /><br />Who can say they already have grandchildren? <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8_Yg8t0B-L2TtA6b6nYh6krtNptW59tdKogwth0g12S5EHsOFo-4H0_TD4X2eBIL61cv6VaHg_AynBwkofyHQIcH4BmydSTVQwsezXbRmZGkxlxU8Ip3vT2rmSsh9Q2b2m0xxMQ3gIFBV/s1600-h/DSC_0670.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8_Yg8t0B-L2TtA6b6nYh6krtNptW59tdKogwth0g12S5EHsOFo-4H0_TD4X2eBIL61cv6VaHg_AynBwkofyHQIcH4BmydSTVQwsezXbRmZGkxlxU8Ip3vT2rmSsh9Q2b2m0xxMQ3gIFBV/s400/DSC_0670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218787499986475842" /></a>With Trinitas friends.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJz8XLQReGxaQSF4pyiNkVFQ6B3aJJPnx4eJAe0fGCAnTdlKjWq3XYcAKsKt6nVifw3kdrdFNMb3-v4h6Q2oVvihwjRfl81JzJ0WzZ3KwVIskhUy1NyJ8VqvIr_aJDdYxP5-Yuc_kltkqY/s1600-h/DSC_0678.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJz8XLQReGxaQSF4pyiNkVFQ6B3aJJPnx4eJAe0fGCAnTdlKjWq3XYcAKsKt6nVifw3kdrdFNMb3-v4h6Q2oVvihwjRfl81JzJ0WzZ3KwVIskhUy1NyJ8VqvIr_aJDdYxP5-Yuc_kltkqY/s400/DSC_0678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219149107595808674" /></a>With Ninang Nina and Sir Alfred.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz57t-THHR1IyApxZ_en0Gy3sk-xf7fumvk8v3mpryREFm6u9z2iS5hMcJbH7ARuxzOLO-g7CTSdgnoWBthB1TJADHRR-wtDEUAu3JiRC367xN2DASw37lJryeCqxSQtEbiAyVXOkuJ_p/s1600-h/DSC_0679.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz57t-THHR1IyApxZ_en0Gy3sk-xf7fumvk8v3mpryREFm6u9z2iS5hMcJbH7ARuxzOLO-g7CTSdgnoWBthB1TJADHRR-wtDEUAu3JiRC367xN2DASw37lJryeCqxSQtEbiAyVXOkuJ_p/s400/DSC_0679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219149119908188594" /></a>With Cecille, Chey and Weng. Ever reliable friends turned usherettes. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPoLltSIVrowEL2i1E3xAgc56Psj9hr3ip48qh1oRsuo0nvVDcjzxTtDP2Y7D-sNUWZfMA_G2-qmxuDXQ60_F-ixZoiGk9UxdFMBTtOZho_Qfg9X6ou2xYTjw-BULa30iajz22KA2hdPDp/s1600-h/DSC_0682.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPoLltSIVrowEL2i1E3xAgc56Psj9hr3ip48qh1oRsuo0nvVDcjzxTtDP2Y7D-sNUWZfMA_G2-qmxuDXQ60_F-ixZoiGk9UxdFMBTtOZho_Qfg9X6ou2xYTjw-BULa30iajz22KA2hdPDp/s400/DSC_0682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219152161599514146" /></a>With the Gonzales Family.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRc9SVvgXSSv-wd04xRqUaywriQVUfhMyTWaNeAydtF8eohtTwLMooAuJrjdXNzfV5rWf_bjrGIj-mU5yCNDUUXtZdupFaSpqT2C3q7T7V9SQEioWemsrvjEPx8yc3epNijY4S5ZOnCvm/s1600-h/DSC_0685.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRc9SVvgXSSv-wd04xRqUaywriQVUfhMyTWaNeAydtF8eohtTwLMooAuJrjdXNzfV5rWf_bjrGIj-mU5yCNDUUXtZdupFaSpqT2C3q7T7V9SQEioWemsrvjEPx8yc3epNijY4S5ZOnCvm/s400/DSC_0685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219152166427414674" /></a>Cheek to cheeks with Tita Beema Villar.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxujUL7MtPie918fscFmw1mk8y72PKFsrXuwETuNj-oeMJ9n_v-AQUv_hVFNQggMJc9v87PWiwKJsHXecPNlgpSQ9AegdqFz7beGKRhZAqRGJvm98T2EIX4dIMpkIBzgh0_PPnl_ETmVdu/s1600-h/DSC_0686.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxujUL7MtPie918fscFmw1mk8y72PKFsrXuwETuNj-oeMJ9n_v-AQUv_hVFNQggMJc9v87PWiwKJsHXecPNlgpSQ9AegdqFz7beGKRhZAqRGJvm98T2EIX4dIMpkIBzgh0_PPnl_ETmVdu/s400/DSC_0686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219152177260499922" /></a>With Wella, Robert Argarin and wife Michelle.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ZFWQvDB2x00tc26d8m0vph-EUR-V-uYjiNJLgvuiL5AiTjTIuwB0hFjge_AEsOSgUJCHEAM9OiM5VJEFF-QVjYHipzlSAiiiPEnNq_Knwv4rQhfXLWq5GpXCVXaKX23_XkvDBDPbx59K/s1600-h/DSC_0691.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ZFWQvDB2x00tc26d8m0vph-EUR-V-uYjiNJLgvuiL5AiTjTIuwB0hFjge_AEsOSgUJCHEAM9OiM5VJEFF-QVjYHipzlSAiiiPEnNq_Knwv4rQhfXLWq5GpXCVXaKX23_XkvDBDPbx59K/s400/DSC_0691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219152180624634930" /></a>GMA SAMD - She, Mam Vicky and Kyla. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsSVMyrQOH3DmpX31qFBACnXuQIyviq5QIKeV-5P1COyHJaFSYcaAQf4WRqjNg0y8W2WupU-1JLUojf0O4b0iIl70g105k3n5EkzhXUkfXC-iDaIYtRH2GejdELIpuacM9l20A7u3fc13/s1600-h/DSC_0694.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnsSVMyrQOH3DmpX31qFBACnXuQIyviq5QIKeV-5P1COyHJaFSYcaAQf4WRqjNg0y8W2WupU-1JLUojf0O4b0iIl70g105k3n5EkzhXUkfXC-iDaIYtRH2GejdELIpuacM9l20A7u3fc13/s400/DSC_0694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219152190190759794" /></a>With Lai and Vhan.<br /><br /><i>"Lai, san na yung papakilala mo?"</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2yFD14zy5c7hNk0YhBCRx_WmJxXpgA2Mml3C02iCFRsXKFNs3sdCcTadX1QXHIUqSRXrEr2f5gT_9UnNrfSrUeyE0a0-GhE3vyCTFq9MI0rtz15Z-NBrfIX6QVm6NvCFMDdBHIdczagpN/s1600-h/DSC_0695.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2yFD14zy5c7hNk0YhBCRx_WmJxXpgA2Mml3C02iCFRsXKFNs3sdCcTadX1QXHIUqSRXrEr2f5gT_9UnNrfSrUeyE0a0-GhE3vyCTFq9MI0rtz15Z-NBrfIX6QVm6NvCFMDdBHIdczagpN/s400/DSC_0695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219333935671844930" /></a>With Bing.<br /><br /><i>"Baka ma-sama mo pics natin sa millions of pictures mo with the stars, ha?"</i><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyVLlWW4qclr8YLrt7UdAILXSfWDmnUf0sZnm5653B1QArtZO7C2fKzhMcFJSjgiXHYLa3OJy3T5Pp_0ZF8lCurL081cwQ0Khk44bYByq3a3QUqexCkjdvMk_C9ddn0V8M0aQAtO3Szlz/s1600-h/DSC_0700.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyVLlWW4qclr8YLrt7UdAILXSfWDmnUf0sZnm5653B1QArtZO7C2fKzhMcFJSjgiXHYLa3OJy3T5Pp_0ZF8lCurL081cwQ0Khk44bYByq3a3QUqexCkjdvMk_C9ddn0V8M0aQAtO3Szlz/s400/DSC_0700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155536407733522" /></a>With Auntie Charit and Ate Sol.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQznu0hsrzbmLy4-rENeQkJAZf2JL8nsAQo-h57nI13RkXgUnMb6J-bASI_gtsJbCqJeVBfTx6gv61-zXUhfJLYISpJ-u_Rcxk-32TkSEgWnh1Dsi3Xa0tdSeswUc4bTdhzxlInP-tMi9A/s1600-h/DSC_0704.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQznu0hsrzbmLy4-rENeQkJAZf2JL8nsAQo-h57nI13RkXgUnMb6J-bASI_gtsJbCqJeVBfTx6gv61-zXUhfJLYISpJ-u_Rcxk-32TkSEgWnh1Dsi3Xa0tdSeswUc4bTdhzxlInP-tMi9A/s400/DSC_0704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155536991910658" /></a>With the Yao Family. <br /><br />Chikoy: Tita, you look better with flowers on your hair.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZiJ9TDisqO8ZBEHAb7rNPE5UOfB8Nlsj08_Ds4ZKFZD8nBTXPBrKUtfzWXl_bg1ngC3G3X4dQFfXLQ0EL45OjWVuRsLizKP2DUTY0X2ObQlngC-LhBlqdCkONZmeLqnuKCsowVcYsZvem/s1600-h/DSC_0716.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZiJ9TDisqO8ZBEHAb7rNPE5UOfB8Nlsj08_Ds4ZKFZD8nBTXPBrKUtfzWXl_bg1ngC3G3X4dQFfXLQ0EL45OjWVuRsLizKP2DUTY0X2ObQlngC-LhBlqdCkONZmeLqnuKCsowVcYsZvem/s400/DSC_0716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155543156672834" /></a>The Tropang Hindi with their better halves. Too bad kulang. Michelle, Emon's better half was not able to come. <br /><br />We also missed Lani, Apol, Neddie, Armi and Cora.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVCkFvZk6MnGfxBWfYG8RNJT0G_M1pTcdWjIPelrL10ewOfGdIVOMt5CBDhI0F6RxHcU4BiPHGe1PIVm2q173RgQDdgCRt3DvotB77Q0ZPIPtSLrhBAa7uT-M4CmcmJJ9ks7zj4Qj9XzL/s1600-h/DSC_0721.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVCkFvZk6MnGfxBWfYG8RNJT0G_M1pTcdWjIPelrL10ewOfGdIVOMt5CBDhI0F6RxHcU4BiPHGe1PIVm2q173RgQDdgCRt3DvotB77Q0ZPIPtSLrhBAa7uT-M4CmcmJJ9ks7zj4Qj9XzL/s400/DSC_0721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219155551877687218" /></a>GMA NMI Friends<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbNDmg0WfdTmRsZurb9-nxlYbwIeiqIn24iTp8M5xCLTe2FUs3YJ7VSwcX4kQ1GKbByZixA5JUVdspxp0K2lQKZrV9l32h_UJJcDSzwNjQcsgKblOJvlzKwatzdy0nfj4Cp49dJYCJ60fL/s1600-h/DSC_0735.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbNDmg0WfdTmRsZurb9-nxlYbwIeiqIn24iTp8M5xCLTe2FUs3YJ7VSwcX4kQ1GKbByZixA5JUVdspxp0K2lQKZrV9l32h_UJJcDSzwNjQcsgKblOJvlzKwatzdy0nfj4Cp49dJYCJ60fL/s400/DSC_0735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158837119372850" /></a>Tita Mae and Tito Alex.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYiBcSo3a0bc5bp8Ch3soPNs1wlIkQKlLO_TvbD2eNqwDpdQuGiX2sc8hzLBKWX82rS6-wq0860lDjjGm1zJtzY12c4qY__XCsw-7Aa5iC67ZoLfl9rxDsLtY4BmgTfCN7SBjQ-22RJ-7/s1600-h/DSC_0740.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYiBcSo3a0bc5bp8Ch3soPNs1wlIkQKlLO_TvbD2eNqwDpdQuGiX2sc8hzLBKWX82rS6-wq0860lDjjGm1zJtzY12c4qY__XCsw-7Aa5iC67ZoLfl9rxDsLtY4BmgTfCN7SBjQ-22RJ-7/s400/DSC_0740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158844055221922" /></a>Jean, Ina, Mama, Tita Lina, Isha, Lenlen and Auntie Freda.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3S9-51yk3pu_OYvRXAOpqYcNNL7QtfLZXjanAsOTKdwPPgRFRuvRHO9C298ut5Xjma3hKPwGpI0WTxkqSAzCZNWSmP5pyb5-1R71U9K0Ds9_L2BSH39jy4k4ccJElozBijG4tBb-IkKMK/s1600-h/DSC_0747.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3S9-51yk3pu_OYvRXAOpqYcNNL7QtfLZXjanAsOTKdwPPgRFRuvRHO9C298ut5Xjma3hKPwGpI0WTxkqSAzCZNWSmP5pyb5-1R71U9K0Ds9_L2BSH39jy4k4ccJElozBijG4tBb-IkKMK/s400/DSC_0747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158851211722866" /></a>Kuya Jonat, Ate Ez, Isha and Ina, Mama, Tita Lina, Jean and Mike<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigapaYW891QRFshJVGXru2z8OwroguGnqI0bbcuk1f8-Gl8zAP7oLpF_HnjhN4-vuO2n-6YJOdcWN6elXGt8qIQNxmVLWGoqm_V0EIf6WV6ym-Es_QOCmxIiNTzsUiLrHKfZT5TFrBNZPo/s1600-h/DSC_0750.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigapaYW891QRFshJVGXru2z8OwroguGnqI0bbcuk1f8-Gl8zAP7oLpF_HnjhN4-vuO2n-6YJOdcWN6elXGt8qIQNxmVLWGoqm_V0EIf6WV6ym-Es_QOCmxIiNTzsUiLrHKfZT5TFrBNZPo/s400/DSC_0750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158855354772210" /></a>With Jonathan and Mitchie.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dJIL1Wr8z4zqnycC_8R8cMGyc3hgoH3ncfG457shaiNRc_f8sFGwfDmdk0cUyJci2Lb1ggYqMLN8VC5tSfU9MjXfK8H1MSsUfg0QYt_b11Cmsaw6TAR3DOcXKkkoxCI6vxV8bByx5tGY/s1600-h/P1020496.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dJIL1Wr8z4zqnycC_8R8cMGyc3hgoH3ncfG457shaiNRc_f8sFGwfDmdk0cUyJci2Lb1ggYqMLN8VC5tSfU9MjXfK8H1MSsUfg0QYt_b11Cmsaw6TAR3DOcXKkkoxCI6vxV8bByx5tGY/s400/P1020496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219158859748782370" /></a>Mike and Xave. Buddies since kids. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPTzFpc7b-Zu-IQ6L7F5rcnEK-aFfN9vfaaHh3vpOPY0LMX_-c-mS_1qjWABdIrXZ4WWXGtNyADj9Fu_C6BkXTmkE7KGcInmv6bSsV4KdN49qhsHGoZbQ1KNnIMyEPufcCra5ZJLLHXYf/s1600-h/P1020512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPTzFpc7b-Zu-IQ6L7F5rcnEK-aFfN9vfaaHh3vpOPY0LMX_-c-mS_1qjWABdIrXZ4WWXGtNyADj9Fu_C6BkXTmkE7KGcInmv6bSsV4KdN49qhsHGoZbQ1KNnIMyEPufcCra5ZJLLHXYf/s400/P1020512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163255405260594" /></a>Kim: <i>"Smile at the camera, baby!"</i> Banaue is the name of Kim's cute baby. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Pg3VdXrkPvoG4Zgbhn9QV7H9bJzlO4D7hFIS7KOdQMMf-f10Acf_fOv9PUSsgan8mMqI6OH31d5PS04NI628giPv-0TnAp6tEaLua7R34EMfMksNlGut91aX9DogMdy1a5O725mebrM9/s1600-h/P1020515.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Pg3VdXrkPvoG4Zgbhn9QV7H9bJzlO4D7hFIS7KOdQMMf-f10Acf_fOv9PUSsgan8mMqI6OH31d5PS04NI628giPv-0TnAp6tEaLua7R34EMfMksNlGut91aX9DogMdy1a5O725mebrM9/s400/P1020515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163265682296226" /></a>The formidable Husband and Wife team, Marlon and Yin Valientes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivE3ie5TkjiL-fbZ5m1ahezdumSw1rFPtjZvo-5HXH0R6e-_nQYz-vfj71MY5HukdvYPhJmch78vJDrU-VGMTOQ2SuJQUW4KF4qL3PlfllvtU6vYGbODjomTmt2F-3biM6aoJSWYaogO_Q/s1600-h/P1020543.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivE3ie5TkjiL-fbZ5m1ahezdumSw1rFPtjZvo-5HXH0R6e-_nQYz-vfj71MY5HukdvYPhJmch78vJDrU-VGMTOQ2SuJQUW4KF4qL3PlfllvtU6vYGbODjomTmt2F-3biM6aoJSWYaogO_Q/s400/P1020543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163274193707746" /></a>Another inspiring young couple, Kuya Dylan and Ate Missy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBl7TBwwTPF3VFXKsioVZeMF61WY08CvxDpWygpLMpRDupFsv1Ce3rFkqgYjxKzhNyuuglGfdbdpY95-x2wY0GZKjOkQehiaMleT3EZnX2iNR9GsyqWl-3TZClQo1H-YuDYfP1nSKb2Zlp/s1600-h/P1020550.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBl7TBwwTPF3VFXKsioVZeMF61WY08CvxDpWygpLMpRDupFsv1Ce3rFkqgYjxKzhNyuuglGfdbdpY95-x2wY0GZKjOkQehiaMleT3EZnX2iNR9GsyqWl-3TZClQo1H-YuDYfP1nSKb2Zlp/s400/P1020550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219163279464926034" /></a>Bimbim, Angge and Nicole are of the same age. They were barkadas since they were kids.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFr8JIx6TS3rywlk-ptDK5zefWXOmGWjRrqWU9srNATy3I6u6atQ0Hk96S5FOsggV9rJNWVeydkdTHIrcasEDBppgVss7RtpoCwX-YseLANpFsXzJfF9kUvzSyEPJF1UIfkPhk0a4Q2sUO/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFr8JIx6TS3rywlk-ptDK5zefWXOmGWjRrqWU9srNATy3I6u6atQ0Hk96S5FOsggV9rJNWVeydkdTHIrcasEDBppgVss7RtpoCwX-YseLANpFsXzJfF9kUvzSyEPJF1UIfkPhk0a4Q2sUO/s400/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219321691288478018" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglid1NZKRkcmCXow_Uk3uElZL_1biJNf-4FirnBHbc2fcHDURr9sfm2uXw0KVyZ3NJjQNcqleD7jxrhp06gvsd7c2mC8xCQC6VreHZ0eVJ9IZLD9GpTog4D0umy1l63cLv-TP2D6yQo-3R/s1600-h/DSC_1460.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglid1NZKRkcmCXow_Uk3uElZL_1biJNf-4FirnBHbc2fcHDURr9sfm2uXw0KVyZ3NJjQNcqleD7jxrhp06gvsd7c2mC8xCQC6VreHZ0eVJ9IZLD9GpTog4D0umy1l63cLv-TP2D6yQo-3R/s400/DSC_1460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219172525447312370" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguZmyANHJjUCf8KxgEJrzj_CFryDrNBs3cjJBmGJwiHp3Mx5FPfiE-npriDQwofKcoFOJwJxJAGTCVpitnP_0lSvSgGL2ri9EICT_Vf8ltO3zzxcZslwqU-Q-4agHGG5pdNRyBOwZ2B5JW/s1600-h/DSC_1485.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguZmyANHJjUCf8KxgEJrzj_CFryDrNBs3cjJBmGJwiHp3Mx5FPfiE-npriDQwofKcoFOJwJxJAGTCVpitnP_0lSvSgGL2ri9EICT_Vf8ltO3zzxcZslwqU-Q-4agHGG5pdNRyBOwZ2B5JW/s400/DSC_1485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219319465903383202" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI58_bxbGmW-Zd7pOPEdG1xts0oGjk6yMKVfAH_T1GGp2Q6K0mp4E4q5tFbrYXddMU-VjKC5t8-jmF_8uTjjWk9aqHFnsLebs1dXAG28n0hLf6SfX5mqlC-gOgikC-UPpXjO0M2slxEq_J/s1600-h/DSC_1051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI58_bxbGmW-Zd7pOPEdG1xts0oGjk6yMKVfAH_T1GGp2Q6K0mp4E4q5tFbrYXddMU-VjKC5t8-jmF_8uTjjWk9aqHFnsLebs1dXAG28n0hLf6SfX5mqlC-gOgikC-UPpXjO0M2slxEq_J/s400/DSC_1051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219319475044929538" /></a>Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-89855865839217337782008-06-16T07:06:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:53:19.754-07:00The Story Behind The Song<b><u>The Conception</u></b><br /><br />The idea struck me like a strong, sudden wave. I was in Red Box with NMI friends, gazing at the scene in the television that featured a local beach scene while the lyrics of the song flashed on the foreground. The song was entitled <i>Anna</i>. Our boss, Judd, was talking with Ayedee about the story behind the song. I learned that the lyrics were written by Allan for his bride. I thought it might be a good idea to do the same thing for my bride when the time came. <br /><br />A few months before that, Joanne and I were having dinner with Bugs, Perl and Lali at a restaurant in Metrowalk, Ortigas when the topic of wedding was brought up. The most important thing I got from Bugs is that he regrets scrimping on the video. I agreed with Perl's sentiment about acquiring a ring that was worth wearing a lifetime, giving justice to what it symbolized. Lali's proud recollection of how Perl surprised her with his talents sent me momentarily tumbling into a world of my own, thinking about what surprises I could possibly offer my bride.<br /><br />There within the four corners of a room in Red Box, amid the joyful chaos of singing, laughter and conversations of friends, I seemed to have found the answer. I made a mental note to explore the idea later, wishing that if I decided to go through with it and the time came to execute, my persistence would be as relentless as the waves of the sea. I brought myself back to reality as the song ended. There wasn't going to be a wedding anyway, at least not in the next two years.<br /><br /><b><u>Yin</u></b><br /><br />Seven months before the wedding, Yin, the wedding planner sent from heaven, sent an e-mail inquiring if I was planning any surprise for my bride. In her letter she had given three suggestions in case the idea of giving my bride a surprise had not previously crossed my mind. The first was to sing a song during the bridal march, one I'd dedicate to her for choosing to spend the rest of her life with me. The second was to prepare a multi-media presentation that either featured our love story or simply enumerated the things I loved about her. The third was to present her a gift, timed perfectly when the reception was about to end.<br /><br /><i>"A gift that isn't necessarily grand but memorable,"</i> Yin said.<br /><br />It was obvious she preferred the first option, citing her own delightful experience during her wedding when Marlon serenaded her with a song during the bridal march. Within that first option, she offered two alternatives: that I could do it at the reception instead or that I could ask someone to sing for me if I wasn't into singing.<br /><br />In my reply, I told Yin that I preferred the second or third option. I said I didn't want to embarrass myself or my bride by going with the first. Yin replied almost immediately, saying that people wouldn't focus on the quality of my voice but on my intent. Trying to encourage me further, she said I still had more than half a year to practice if I chose to sing.<br /><br /><b><u>Yang</u></b><br /><br />The truth is that I had already thought about the possibility of singing the song I would have written for my bride, that is, if I were successful at the first endeavor. Besides, what would have been a better way of delivering a song you've written as a gift other than singing it yourself? (Okay, having Josh Groban, Michael Bublé or David Cook deliver it would guarantee her approval.) But I had valid reasons for thinking twice.<br /><br />First, I am not a good singer. I wouldn't be able to hit the high notes. When I was a teenager, my mom forced me to join a choir that was competing with several other groups in the region. I remember the first day of practice particularly well. My piano teacher and the choir's coach, Ms. Laureen, asked each one of us to sing the first few lines of <i>Silent Night</i>. I knew even before it was my turn that singing with a choir wasn't my thing. Okay, let me correct that, singing isn't my thing.<br /><br /><i>"Do you think you can rap?"</i> asked Ms. Laureen.<br /><br />It was that bad.<br /><br />Second, even if i did get the tune right and had enough practice, I wasn't sure if I could pull it off. Presenting to the MANCOM or to my project stakeholders was bad enough (of course they don't know this). Singing in front of family and friends was something else. I must be out of my mind to agree to the unthinkable.<br /><br /><b><u>Maricar</u></b><br /><br />Valentine's Day was fast approaching and so was our wedding day. If I wanted a shot at what I wanted to accomplish, I needed to at least give it a try. I contacted Maricar, a friend who had discovered her songwriting talent during one of her most inconsolable moments. She was my editor during the last year I wrote for CFA. It was more than a year when I last heard from her.<br /><br />Maricar replied to my e-mail that very same day. She confirmed what I thought she had hinted in <a href="http://www.freewebs.com/maricar_savella/">her blog</a> -- she was getting married. She revealed that her fiancé and I shared a common name and that her wedding was set for June 28. <br /><br />I responded to her and said I needed help with the song for my bride. Along with her next reply was the MP3 of a wedding song she had composed a long way back, which I downloaded and listened to. She asked me to send her the lyrics of my song when I finished it and promised she would try to help me. I could sense she was also busy with her preparations but I knew she was willing to help. <br /><br />Exactly a week after my correspondence with Maricar, Yin, the good planner that she is, followed up on my preparations for my surprise. She asked if I intended to push through with the AVP because she had to ensure that we had a projector and screen. I had to let Yin know what I was up to and I needed some form of positive pressure on myself so that I had no choice but to work on it until I finished. Yin encouraged me on and even volunteered a friend if I really needed a male singer when the time came.<br /><br /><b><u>Josh</u></b><br /><br />Through e-mails, short IM chats or quick phone calls, Josh and I were able to constantly get in touch with each other over the year. At first, I had simply asked him to sing two songs for us during the reception. Later, I asked if there was any chance he could help me with the song I wanted as a gift for my bride. He gave a resounding <i>yes</i>.<br /><br />The first song I wrote was trash. I liked the bubbly melody but the lyrics were downright ugly. I sent the lyrics to Josh anyway. When I was still with the <a href="http://www.gmanews.tv">Kapuso Network</a>, Josh and I had thought of collaborating on a movie script. We agreed we didn't want it to be mediocre; we wanted it to be great! I wondered, what did he think of what I sent him? <br /><br />My friendship with Josh didn't happen overnight. It was work that initially brought us together. But we had somehow nurtured the relationship with coke light sessions and email exchanges. When he invited me to watch one of Musicworx's concert, I didn't pass up the chance to see what kind of work they were doing. Finally gaining a bit more understanding of what <a href="http://www.musicworx.org/">Musicworx Ministry</a> was all about, I was a amazed at what I saw. There I learned for the first time that Josh was a very good singer. It was also there where I first met Pastor Jups, unknown to me at that time that he'd play an important part in one of the most important days of my life.<br /><br /><b><u>The Tumble</u></b><br /><br />I was frustrated with my first attempt and couldn't tell anyone about it. But I realized I still had a little time left to redeem myself. I tried to think of a way on how I could make progress. A paraphrased version of one of my former boss's favorite expressions in NMI echoed in my head, <i>"One step backward, two steps forward."</i> <br /><br />I remember hearing from somewhere that songs are like poems, only that they have melody. I had written poems in another lifetime, encouraged by a classmate named Julius Caesar who wrote poems in his notebook. As for the melody, I had come up with a few of my own inside my head but how to transcribe them into something I could keep, I didn't know. Plus, my vocal chords didn't have what it took to deliver them.<br /><br />I couldn't make up my mind about coming up with another song so I decided to postpone the decision. Instead, I decided to write a poem first. One that was not necessarily serious but one filled with hidden meanings. It was easier for me to do that sort of thing when I was I was beset with squalling emotions, either under extreme sadness or joy. I don't know about other people, but for me, the negative energies seem to find their way to the tip of my pen more easily than the positive ones. (I know it doesn't always have to be that way so I'll keep trying.)<br /><br />I gave myself three days to work on it: one day to scribble garbage, one day to sift through the trash and another day to turn it into something acceptable. The train ride to the office took 45 minutes, so I wrote on my notebook, spilling ink, trying to get blood flowing to my fallow brains while my soul traveled back in time. I worked the words in my head while walking, eating and waiting for the elevators in the DBS towers. I eventually finished the entire thing in Gloria Jean's during my coffee break. This is what I came up with:<br /><blockquote><br /><b>Gap In The Map</b><br /><br />A road we had travelled<br />The view we had marveled<br />The ink has long faded<br />Just as my soul, jaded<br />But the road is there<br />With the love I still bear<br /><br />Your grip was strong<br />But your spirit weak<br />The path was steep<br />And the ravines deep<br />The fog was thick<br />No guide, no sign<br />No lighted wick<br />As your hand held mine<br /><br />A journey worth making<br />Risk worth taking<br />That adventure together<br />On the way to forever<br />But your fear was stronger<br />I left no sooner<br />There’s a gap in the map<br />A void in my heart<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><b><u>The Labor</u></b><br /><br />Exactly eighteen days before the wedding, Yin asked me if i was ready with the AVP. I said it will get done and will only be three to four minutes in length. Not knowing if she forgot about the song, I told her I had already found the perfect guy to sing it for me. I couldn't tell her about the minor problem of not having a song to sing.<br /><br />We had several exchanges of e-mail until the next day. She was trying to convince me to sing it during the bridal march. So that night of May 22, I set to work on the new lyrics. This time, picturing my bride during her march to the altar. With eyes closed, I finished the first stanza in a few minutes. About an hour later, I finished half of the first chorus plus I had a melody, which I recorded on my laptop so I wouldn't forget. I worked until 2 a.m. but made very little progress after the first quick ones.<br /><br />Less than seven hours later, I was on the MRT on my way to work. I didn't waste any time. I opened my notebook and scribbled a few lines. I was determined to finish what I had started. My problem was that the words didn't flow out easily as they did the previous night.<br /><br />One day at a time, I felt my redeeming opportunity slip. I still didn't finish my surprise when it was just ten days before our scheduled flight home. The stanza that in the end I had to remove proved to be the most difficult. Five days before the wedding, I sent the lyrics and the melody I recorded to Josh, praying for a miracle. <br /><br />The first of several miracles happened that same night. Josh was online and I was able to chat with him.<br /><blockquote><br /><b>Michael</b>: am listening to your song now<br /> wondering why you are whispering<br /><br /><b>. . .</b><br /><br /><b>Michael</b>: it's hard to identify your melody<br /><br /><b>. . . </b><br /><br /><b>Michael</b>: ok i will work on this and send you a copy soon<br />i will ask pastor jupz to help me arrange it<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><b><u>A Welcomed Respite</u></b><br /><br />I slept for about two hours after chatting with Josh and packing my bags. Another four hours and we were in our own country. It was a long day, filled with various activities related to the wedding.<br /><br />The next day, I lay low from Joanne's radar and was able to visit <a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/">The Network</a>. The first person I tried to find was Josh not only because of the song but also because we haven't seen each other quite a while. Over the years, I have learned that people we spend a lot of time with have a profound impact on us. There are a number of them who are just great to be with. Their positive attitude rubs off on us and so do their intelligence, values and beliefs; we absorb them all via osmosis. For me, Joanne is one of those people. But so is my dear friend, Josh.<br /><br />I was unable to reach him on his cell and the burly man guarding the entrance to the News Department looked like he wasn't having a good day so I didn't try to find Josh in his office. I went to the New Media office, my own family in <a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/">The Network</a>, where a number of those great people I was talking about abounded. Some of them have actually left for good yet kept constant communication with those who chose to continue the battle for greater glory.<br /><br />I was happy to see the NMI people and they seemed glad to see me. I had several quick chats with many of them and I took the opportunity to get their assurance that they were attending the wedding. Aside from the song, I also needed to finish the AVP. I needed a piece of software to trim the songs. When I mentioned this to Ronald, he said he had a demo copy of one that could do the job. Problem solved.<br /><br />When I was saying goodbye to 2ns, I mentioned I still had to get the software from Ronald and revealed I still had some work to do with the AVP I was preparing.<br /> <br /><i>"Why didn't you tell me before? I could have helped you. I've done it for several of my college friends!"</i><br /><br /><i>"Well, I think I still need some help,"</i> I replied.<br /><br />We decided it was best that he help me with the intro. I was relieved; I didn't want to burden him too much and I didn't want him to spend too much time trying to help me during office hours. He asked me to show him some of the prenup pictures and a few moments later he found what he was looking for along with the idea on how he wanted the intro to be executed. With that, I shared his desk in his office for a few hours that afternoon. <br /><br />Judd, the cool President, walked into 2ne's office in the middle of it all. We had a chat and I showed him the prenup pics. He invited me for a night out with them later that evening. He wanted to sponsor a sort-of-bachelor-party for me.<br /><br />I was in Music Match with them until about 2 a.m. It felt good to be in the company of friends. It also gave me a rare opportunity to sing in public, a chance to prepare for an act that could be considered despicable, were it not for the right reasons, were it not done for love. <br /><br />Speaking of rare opportunities, there was one I had been looking forward to during the six years I had been with NMI. That night, it was my first time to hear <a href="http://blogs.gmanews.tv/joan-bulauitan/">Joan</a> sing. She had been keeping us company in our numerous KTV sessions but had always turned down everyone's request to sing at least one song. As everyone cheered her on, I sat there thinking I had no excuse not to deliver both the song and the singing. <a href="http://blogs.gmanews.tv/joan-bulauitan/">Joan</a> must have known she was making us happy for fulfilling our long-time wish. I also thought about Mic and her rendition of <i>Buttercup</i>, and how we laughed and cheered every time. How we loved Mic for her courage and great attitude! I realized that perhaps, If I pulled it off, maybe I could give my bride another thing to be happy about. <br /><br /><b><u>The Birth</b></u><br /><br />At 9 p.m. the next day, I came to see Josh. I picked him up from the <a href="http://www.igma.tv/">Kapuso Network</a> and we had dinner at Jay-jay's Inasal in Timog Ave. As we waited for our food to arrive, he asked me about the wedding preparations and I told him I was working on the AVP.<br /><br />Next thing I know, Josh was taking his PowerBook from his bag. He couldn't resist showing me how easy it was to do that sort of thing using a Mac. I was once a Mac user myself and I would have preferred remaining one were it not for the unavailability of MS Project and MS Visio for the operating system.<br /><br />Josh also brought up the song as a topic, saying that this was his task for the night. During the ride to his place, he let me listen to the recording I had sent him, which gave me a very good laugh because I finally understood what he meant. I was sure it was loud enough when I played it on my laptop before I sent it to him. So, he wanted me to sing it to him right there to make it easier for him to pick up the tune I desired. <br /><br />I parked the car in front of his apartment and proceeded to sing the song. After about a minute, Josh quickly decided it was better to see Pastor Jups with me and finish the whole thing that night. It was a few minutes past 11 p.m.<br /><br />Pastor Jups greeted us with a warm smile as we entered his apartment. I felt right at home perhaps because of the nonchalant way Josh said we needed help and the unquestioning way Jupiter accepted it. I didn't see any hesitation on his face or his movements, as if the help I needed was a common favor people asked.<br /><br />Josh and Jupiter immediately went to work. I only had to sing parts of the song a few times before Josh and Pastor Jups took over and overhauled the melody. Pastor Jups gave life to the lyrics with the music he produced from his piano so effortlessly while Josh's powerful tenor voice reified the feelings conveyed in the song. Watching the two work together and listening to the magic they produced was beyond spectacular. It was difficult not to be amazed. I could not keep myself from calling Yin at that very unholy hour to let her know the good news and share with her my delight.<br /><br />It was over in a few minutes. The last obstacle was the bridge, but that too was not much of a challenge for the dynamic duo. As I rode home that night, I kept playing the song on my laptop over and over until I got to our house in Binangonan. Everyone at home that next morning had to bear with me while I listened to it the entire day.<br /><br /><b><u>The Final Hurdle</u></b><br /><br />Da Capo agreed to accompany me during the bridal march. The problem was they didn't have the time to figure out the song for there was no notation, and we wouldn't be able to get together to practice. We had two options. The first was to record Pastor Jups playing the piano. The other was to have him accompany me while I sang it.<br /><br />I didn't want to bother Josh and Pastor Jups after the help they had already given me. But I had no choice; I had to ask for their help once again. That night before the wedding, I called Josh to inform him of my predicament. It was midnight when I was finally able to reach him. <br /><br /><i>"Okay, I'll let Pastor Jups know. Don't worry about it. Just get some rest."</i><br /><br />Josh arrived in Mango Farm early that day. Pastor Jups had prepared two versions of the music -- the original and a slower one. Josh asked me which version I preferred. I couldn't risk bungling what I had practiced alone in the car for two hours the previous night so I chose to stick the original version. Josh even brought with him his iPod and a pair of speakers so I could practice and as a backup in case the CD he prepared didn't work.<br /><br />We looked for an isolated spot in the Mango Farm and found one behind their office. This was my final practice. Once I was in front and the music played, there were no second chances. I thought about my experience with the G-Max reverse bungee in Clark Quay; where there was no turning back once they pushed the button and you were hurled 60 meters into the air at speeds of up to 200 Kph with a force of about 5 <i>g</i>s; where you stood no chance of stopping it even if you screamed your lungs out and wished it with all your heart; where you had a choice between holding your breath, risking a heart attack and enjoying the ride, letting it all out.Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-6155199273093946692008-06-13T03:30:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:53:44.883-07:00The Reasons: Why.. So Early? June 8? Not Enough Chairs? Mango Farm?I dreamed of a wedding by the beach, with the sun rising from beyond the sea. I imagine the gentle breeze of wind on my face, the salty taste of air on my lips and the fine grains of sand at my feet. Joanne and I are amazed that wanting a sunrise wedding is one of the things we share in common.<br /><br />We abandoned the beach idea when figured it was too complicated and quite costly. The next best thing was to have a wedding overlooking a body of water such as a lake or a pond. But finding a suitable venue that would satisfy this also proved difficult especially because it was already less than a year before the planned wedding day.<br /><br />I remember Doc Ayedee’s advice, always have a plan B. But also a <i>C</i>, <i>D</i> and <i>E</i>. In this case, Joanne and I were both willing to settle for a garden wedding during sunrise. Time to activate plan C.<br /><br />Yin went around Tagaytay and Rizal, looking for the perfect venue. We thought of those two places because it wasn’t too far from where we both lived and we didn’t want our guests to have a very difficult time getting there. How Yin found The Mango Farm, I don’t remember. But I recall our teleconference pretty well.<br /><br /><i>“I went to The Mango Farm. It’s very nice. I think it would be great to have your wedding there.”</i><br /><br /><i>“I only have one question, Yin,”</i> I stated in a nonchalant manner. I didn’t want to sound imposing.<br /><br /><i>“Yes?”</i><br /><br /><i>“Would you have your wedding there if you were the one getting married?”</i>, I asked. <br /><br /><i>“Yes, of course,”</i> replied Yin without hesitation.<br /><br />That took care of the venue. We asked Yin to book the place the following day.<br /><br />The original date we chose was June 7, 2008; that would have been written as 06/07/08 if you followed the American way of writing dates, which is the standard in the Philippines. Six-seven-eight sounded good. But we had to settle for six-eight-eight because The Mango Farm was already booked on the 7th.<br /><br />Below is part of the actual e-mail we sent to Yin when we were telling her what we wanted for the wedding.<br /><br /> <blockquote>Our Goal: Have a wedding <u><b>that rocks</b></u> and is <u><b>within budget</b></u> that <b><u>will be attended by people dear to us</b></u>.<br /><br /> Breaking it down:<br /><br /> <b><u>That Rocks</b></u> -- working on it! keywords: sunrise, smell of green grass, body of water, cool breeze<br /><br /> Possible locations:</p><br /> 1. Tagaytay <br /> 2. Rizal<br /> 3. Hotel by the bay<br /><br /> <b><u>Within Budget</b></u> -- not more than XXX.<br /><br /> <b><u>Attended by people dear to us</b></u> -- working on it! (not more than 200 people!)</blockquote><br /><br />We found it amusing that people, more so our suppliers, always asked, <i>“Why so early?”</i> or <i>“Are you sure people will be there that early?</i>”<br /><br />Our typical responses were <i>“We will begin even if there are only a few guests.”</i> and <i>“Our guests will be there if they really love us.”</i> Of course, we were secretly wishing and praying that at least fifty percent of the guests would be there on time. When it was time to finalize the invitations, we wrote 6 a.m. but planned to start the ceremony by 6:30. That way, we didn’t upset the people who arrived early and still give a chance for the latecomers not to miss too much.<br /><br />Before we knew it, it was time to finalize a few other things with the venue. Together with Yin, we decided to prepare only 100 seats for the ceremony, anticipating that only about half of the total number of guests would be able to make on time. We were scared to see so many empty seats while the wedding ceremony was going on.<br /><br />It turns out we were wrong. We should have had more faith in our guests. We should have believed that they really did love us that much. So, we apologize for that. And we thank you for the sacrifices you made to be able to come early!Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-64208192449219195932008-06-12T06:10:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:54:10.066-07:00The Program<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip3rc7tpi9s_wTILg09ZzB3K2rrzoM-Axj5iPCqjnbgblOb-viB0HrBtb8_kWFzb8jpQQ-v32o1VnC6FsJNvdI4MkGx6yGgcTiSMALgIRaki3A-TM102V0OsmEfZFCZgr3mh0ljfSyXQ15/s1600-h/Page1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip3rc7tpi9s_wTILg09ZzB3K2rrzoM-Axj5iPCqjnbgblOb-viB0HrBtb8_kWFzb8jpQQ-v32o1VnC6FsJNvdI4MkGx6yGgcTiSMALgIRaki3A-TM102V0OsmEfZFCZgr3mh0ljfSyXQ15/s400/Page1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213904522706631938" /></a>Thanks to Jojo for this work of art. It was just too bad he wasn't able to make it to the wedding. <br /><br />Joanne thought it would be cool to have our anime versions on the front page of the program. She got the idea from <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgl18FIWPWqc75UZHfNwosi-1S57wgK5LXfuSn8klJ-6lWek03JDE-V32ns0HWjqZTw7bQ6ynrtoXHlJ-mBCfpNaS01L5mLHZVtGfk8fwzkECh48yQA_XbKtZS2bBVttmaxKgFiLcZefVH/s1600-h/JoanneAnime.jpg">a gift I gave her for one of our <i>monthsarries</i></a>. Of course, Jojo was also the genius behind that artwork.<br /><br />I thought it was also cool to have us depicted riding a jet ski, reminiscent of one activity we had during our anniversary. I always thought that experience was fun; Joanne doesn't disagree but she thinks it's scary too. Joanne approved of the idea so Jojo set off to do his magic.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZ3luhwC9jYDuSv8p-Y-XCCLKDVgNykLaAb04d6Wwa3wbwjOGFbw8Xjwzd5eHDOv-0ox3e_MbyVF9DCR1d0KPO0RdS0Ow26Q4d3qeyRsfxW5ugqtUi3h-IM4JzIfFvr0uZK28rBU8X6HP/s1600-h/Page2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbZ3luhwC9jYDuSv8p-Y-XCCLKDVgNykLaAb04d6Wwa3wbwjOGFbw8Xjwzd5eHDOv-0ox3e_MbyVF9DCR1d0KPO0RdS0Ow26Q4d3qeyRsfxW5ugqtUi3h-IM4JzIfFvr0uZK28rBU8X6HP/s400/Page2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213904524973148098" /></a>We decided not to go with the typical Filipino invitations where the names of the entourage and the sponsors were listed on a separate page. We had that printed out as part of the program instead.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEho7XU-fJ3b7pjxuh2Yp5iLCr6Ja_PRiD3hSH7VpGhApcI4127CfSDt-_1euzuJINc8WaN5ud8pxDQQJ_ry2xKn8mAtEL6kEpHqTeoG1ngy7tkppm6TqhCIo6y3twCLpcjsJKGcJ39pg/s1600-h/Page3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEho7XU-fJ3b7pjxuh2Yp5iLCr6Ja_PRiD3hSH7VpGhApcI4127CfSDt-_1euzuJINc8WaN5ud8pxDQQJ_ry2xKn8mAtEL6kEpHqTeoG1ngy7tkppm6TqhCIo6y3twCLpcjsJKGcJ39pg/s400/Page3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213904524609458562" /></a>Yin worked with Pastor Dave and his wife, Ms. Jackie for the program. We just made a few minor revisions and gave our approval.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgl18FIWPWqc75UZHfNwosi-1S57wgK5LXfuSn8klJ-6lWek03JDE-V32ns0HWjqZTw7bQ6ynrtoXHlJ-mBCfpNaS01L5mLHZVtGfk8fwzkECh48yQA_XbKtZS2bBVttmaxKgFiLcZefVH/s1600-h/JoanneAnime.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgl18FIWPWqc75UZHfNwosi-1S57wgK5LXfuSn8klJ-6lWek03JDE-V32ns0HWjqZTw7bQ6ynrtoXHlJ-mBCfpNaS01L5mLHZVtGfk8fwzkECh48yQA_XbKtZS2bBVttmaxKgFiLcZefVH/s400/JoanneAnime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214657251369812594" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAZsIlEyiMUCTelM0ycDHRYGKtisZvMWZLGu9LQHZMI2EZ9me1mfZr2go2u7uF1QWN225RUSUnS6EZ-wA0sqH3ysCqmkUh8iMyL8awW1IGt96v4hORdDaQ1i9Icsr_iRkm1mGn4rpaG3a/s1600-h/DSC00097-Cut.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUAZsIlEyiMUCTelM0ycDHRYGKtisZvMWZLGu9LQHZMI2EZ9me1mfZr2go2u7uF1QWN225RUSUnS6EZ-wA0sqH3ysCqmkUh8iMyL8awW1IGt96v4hORdDaQ1i9Icsr_iRkm1mGn4rpaG3a/s400/DSC00097-Cut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214677536827757282" /></a>Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-50619680601908034822008-06-12T05:23:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:56:28.157-07:00The Hours BeforeI didn't have any sleep that night. I was with Odie adding the final touches to the AVP we were going to show only a few hours after. Dindo (a.k.a. Perl) was also fully awake at home, formulating backup plans for splitting the video to two screens.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cw3tBdtSIrc/SFySJR_jLjavascript:void(0)<br />Publish Post4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/-_8puzrm3LQ/s1600-h/DSC_0028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnfL93aS4xgcnPpLKH4WAtJy4sTvch7vBrMV9g7U3xowb8DNLlcaqbzoxC4g-soBwkvE5M3YQxMjWtDv4bwbXwHVaW3dkj3RY4YMgsSD2_kfMp12fH7JJlqwT0RH8hmk6dwy6Wxq4gf1E/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214203156734619522" /></a><a href="http://www.junvalbuena.com/">Jun Valbuena</a> and the rest of his photographers took care of arranging my attire.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHpccR_hJOQAo3K8AqLw4n8RXsLEeTUMRXA7SyHLKQ7Z7SbCjErkIAPs3QgAfG1oYZXGgKDPzbdHpgWVeQZnGTJRuREfKjGqYH1h7MQHf2V8_ZvJHitsQzqYNvKYIRnz7dgHFDorFbLqW/s1600-h/DSC_0089.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHpccR_hJOQAo3K8AqLw4n8RXsLEeTUMRXA7SyHLKQ7Z7SbCjErkIAPs3QgAfG1oYZXGgKDPzbdHpgWVeQZnGTJRuREfKjGqYH1h7MQHf2V8_ZvJHitsQzqYNvKYIRnz7dgHFDorFbLqW/s400/DSC_0089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214205709507359490" /></a>They took shots of everything.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyKzt9RVDQhSWkC-3Jbp0MvkwIWaWUIxI_lYfBqWqKPzG7IkwuFCmbGsCuq5FeV_oaOf2TgNpOXnC0oNNkmIKc9XBFIxCoTypjSagG7jjgeB2N12gwZemXus6JRN0Ixntb0x7Oyh6HbOq/s1600-h/DSC_0097.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyKzt9RVDQhSWkC-3Jbp0MvkwIWaWUIxI_lYfBqWqKPzG7IkwuFCmbGsCuq5FeV_oaOf2TgNpOXnC0oNNkmIKc9XBFIxCoTypjSagG7jjgeB2N12gwZemXus6JRN0Ixntb0x7Oyh6HbOq/s400/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214205716640072130" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFFZrkagSZUji_0moxrw6cGxGv0P80m1Y4lzB3hoZZEzVeNPjkdcEAHOBSmC082a0XgBIEVJDwQ79jNd_iGX22KEei8ttk7cMHXfA1_T-YNJboyN6ixVRxMhfmNSl8GUgQI0jb3SvPIuf/s1600-h/DSC_9903.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCyKt34NCT63cqahNwVJyhU_fpTyrb27ksimKe1eEafbfiWHOS-5t113-gaNTUWjQTtpeKM8-m_3GXgxVSt7CZjgGTE1oyp6Us9mYKCSaYJyWOB1HM6Ptcl113TUp_mMZt86_ZQa6p9s0/s400/DSC_0424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214211278754639010" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvqMXvQodkAL5p3pSH0opkG3oVBEeukAXYMEOjAZcZdAot9gedMZ6BA_lmsJlpG1KgwFQgByNAbP5k7iSVLt7fJQTCyPHEk2XAdNIAmt9nQ1pKlwZBBawOcqiYjYwtZa9c5Fp2Ncg-INB/s1600-h/DSC_0428.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvqMXvQodkAL5p3pSH0opkG3oVBEeukAXYMEOjAZcZdAot9gedMZ6BA_lmsJlpG1KgwFQgByNAbP5k7iSVLt7fJQTCyPHEk2XAdNIAmt9nQ1pKlwZBBawOcqiYjYwtZa9c5Fp2Ncg-INB/s400/DSC_0428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214208412245048370" /></a><br /><br />I slept at about 10:30 p.m. and woke up at 12:30 a.m. I looked myself at the mirror and noticed I had the biggest eye bags in the world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9uuO4odmhOiAyAQ6y5JgFSa58CaOzVaKMrhqSvvHOiHFV11MPY_yrBw4Sn9hSrARjQZtx4_ml9PqCREKjVpMEHAFkFlihUhgkuqrYWsJxb8Bdc2_XKXg76Bg5pQoa3jT2G45Psv9GGVuV/s1600-h/DSC_0115.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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He prayed for the event, the bride, the groom and everything else. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbZXaI3WvSy4IUBgHUQy7CbXRoD7KtnMoeJytzMkqt2_TYoOIQhVLD0Y2vOOwDpKzP0mQD1s_-J6zB_-WmVWBYKpPnCRs-_oE2cbCst73Tlm2LpVZsLW1O4dL0nPzFQKUvxMJG5pu6l7L/s1600-h/DSC_0048.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisbZXaI3WvSy4IUBgHUQy7CbXRoD7KtnMoeJytzMkqt2_TYoOIQhVLD0Y2vOOwDpKzP0mQD1s_-J6zB_-WmVWBYKpPnCRs-_oE2cbCst73Tlm2LpVZsLW1O4dL0nPzFQKUvxMJG5pu6l7L/s400/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214347147989096450" /></a>After the prayer, Reiman is ready to use his magic on me and the rest of the ladies in the entourage while Jun Valbuena's team takes pictures of everything.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5yyr3vmLMD2U2ysnNEF7sgXqtjNSSNrbf_26b4YqLVzWG2R-4GkJU05YWQ1KVm3qd-cXd_iOF6CC7eTLOd2vkHCQNPnqz607tC_YonjNBVXvYyFxgo5uL1l8ZMkdu7jlgMd19sWDSctem/s1600-h/DSC_0302.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmYWnHmOwhBYxLXELNMdRlfhKjacHfakVY4TvR1F0bIuzD2eLZQsCApHSMh_gv5Ylgbs_iax1qni_oa6FSWTTJ_utwqKAHuZj_cSkqi2NJmNJ-zMww4weANeVjcdEje8KOLDuCLYnt-Am/s400/DSC_0431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214356176504730610" /></a><i>"Finally, the sun is out!"</i> I'm wearing Edd Sy's creation -- a gown fully beaded with sparkles of Swarovski crystals.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_CUOhXON4e2tkH5_kJUBglfPjSy20t0mXOGluIiu-jtXJBiFfdlQJk3896b-8894joLPyzzF1u_j2MBbZXvxnuOpzk0hbYHiQ1L4-EcLOgN1LDwjD__Zvc2FeUdqMU8y_XmalTH5vhPN/s1600-h/DSC_0516.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN_CUOhXON4e2tkH5_kJUBglfPjSy20t0mXOGluIiu-jtXJBiFfdlQJk3896b-8894joLPyzzF1u_j2MBbZXvxnuOpzk0hbYHiQ1L4-EcLOgN1LDwjD__Zvc2FeUdqMU8y_XmalTH5vhPN/s400/DSC_0516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214356179772956898" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeny5vuf815W-cfknFnfYNvxQIxl2cbOjKzU_qhPHmzWiiEUzINoEIWbIfRIIgQt0Btqk4UEIrVaRbG9zNUTP1_NUYBYEcJ_JwIX0BHpgW882VNlPhnAobHOjyeKQ6V_AvmJfap3e4Nga/s1600-h/DSC_0439.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeny5vuf815W-cfknFnfYNvxQIxl2cbOjKzU_qhPHmzWiiEUzINoEIWbIfRIIgQt0Btqk4UEIrVaRbG9zNUTP1_NUYBYEcJ_JwIX0BHpgW882VNlPhnAobHOjyeKQ6V_AvmJfap3e4Nga/s400/DSC_0439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214356189085223586" /></a>I'm about to leave the hotel and head for the wedding venue. I'm using Ate Ezra's car instead since the bridal car did not arrive on time. Kuya Jonathan overslept so Xave is driving me. We meet him along the way, so we switch bridal cars in the middle of the road.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAnzgLvYTQ95NLuDUmQuqU1LDG1VlS2JI-A4Va-XGv-l-IA3jeMHoUBZSxlm3oypTKFjdHtGpo0bNGY_8aewunk2W-gC47lHzXD6zCUulgHP2rKA-d_hwrIDNZ4pAN_xib0___RrICazg/s1600-h/DSC_0443.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAnzgLvYTQ95NLuDUmQuqU1LDG1VlS2JI-A4Va-XGv-l-IA3jeMHoUBZSxlm3oypTKFjdHtGpo0bNGY_8aewunk2W-gC47lHzXD6zCUulgHP2rKA-d_hwrIDNZ4pAN_xib0___RrICazg/s400/DSC_0443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214356197044715346" /></a>Practice time. How the photographers found me, I do not know.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN75aDnrwjz7xcTrC23YoJ8NuVNNTiey0bOy8xhrGzWfugHLmcLtyj2HpB8JyweaUpc-8Z2OWk0PkXv2smV8bgaHRJhMGTba7DcMlm4sFf4RyLmlxJDEzZDJQm5GqaafHahU8sHFomZ8cW/s1600-h/DSC_0530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN75aDnrwjz7xcTrC23YoJ8NuVNNTiey0bOy8xhrGzWfugHLmcLtyj2HpB8JyweaUpc-8Z2OWk0PkXv2smV8bgaHRJhMGTba7DcMlm4sFf4RyLmlxJDEzZDJQm5GqaafHahU8sHFomZ8cW/s400/DSC_0530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214356199452899634" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_Aqr_nAmq-dtRVh6VSxQZi2xL2KLgJVYPLVkE8eogj81ohZ_XF93GmrRNfe1PtvpLc5LMh1VLIefi0XjbIueBa2LAFyQs-LBAtaRypnRjcBBxwsI3IzOTHrr1VR-2v2YvK5r9-GrEPmo/s1600-h/DSC02496.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_Aqr_nAmq-dtRVh6VSxQZi2xL2KLgJVYPLVkE8eogj81ohZ_XF93GmrRNfe1PtvpLc5LMh1VLIefi0XjbIueBa2LAFyQs-LBAtaRypnRjcBBxwsI3IzOTHrr1VR-2v2YvK5r9-GrEPmo/s400/DSC02496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219321683958972914" /></a>The bridal car - Thanks to Tito Meynard.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSvKsyL0FL_vbSOcvcTWNbbIOqDJ9dnllsrBUl-AVWEe-PckShTTCS4lj9D-0JCmZFQP-ExZVWZmT9RehFXKHGWMnXz0XE7WIxlq3FyB2I_-MKr7ngjWjGLsVJTcCwVRhFG3UJGbNTVQQ/s1600-h/DSC02499.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSvKsyL0FL_vbSOcvcTWNbbIOqDJ9dnllsrBUl-AVWEe-PckShTTCS4lj9D-0JCmZFQP-ExZVWZmT9RehFXKHGWMnXz0XE7WIxlq3FyB2I_-MKr7ngjWjGLsVJTcCwVRhFG3UJGbNTVQQ/s400/DSC02499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219321672759776098" /></a><i>"Should I come out yet?"</i>Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-50457811790993404102008-06-08T08:13:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:57:03.897-07:00The Prenuptial Shots<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGPRg6Kc-zFRmmZsPm5jKVNxBiEoyvkH7zPTPObEifNe3GkBlZXBwBZD9K7xP0g81fKKCtgBg5tCeJtDPKVIykraZBBfBQGN8zvukq7WI_Eom_LNgLKu_vuAULrG4mjZuUqeCG-Eo5yrG/s1600-h/IMG_6500.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGPRg6Kc-zFRmmZsPm5jKVNxBiEoyvkH7zPTPObEifNe3GkBlZXBwBZD9K7xP0g81fKKCtgBg5tCeJtDPKVIykraZBBfBQGN8zvukq7WI_Eom_LNgLKu_vuAULrG4mjZuUqeCG-Eo5yrG/s400/IMG_6500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991041441540018" /></a><br />The <i>oohs</i> and <i>ahhs</i> we heard when the 'surprise AVP' came to the part where we showed our prenuptial shots were music to our ears. They reminded us of that eventful day we went around the Merlion City. It was all worth it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6zCKm3a5hQ_BrS2jEFCParbiZYU4ZV3dDciKn-Yf0bVwhNvZhcScwD4oH5so77urDbpLf4hNcLMDrZQ-4Rw5uGOoTTzCBy4JsYCiD3IRkjov15jmppfByL4cqXlJ_ZaOn6pIDU89imtQ/s1600-h/IMG_6169.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6zCKm3a5hQ_BrS2jEFCParbiZYU4ZV3dDciKn-Yf0bVwhNvZhcScwD4oH5so77urDbpLf4hNcLMDrZQ-4Rw5uGOoTTzCBy4JsYCiD3IRkjov15jmppfByL4cqXlJ_ZaOn6pIDU89imtQ/s400/IMG_6169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984081129661298" /></a><br />Our adventure with the photo ops didn't start there though. It was one Sunday in August when we went to Marina Square, a shopping mall at the City Hall area, and visited one Bridal boutique after another. We had previously decided to have our prenuptial pictures taken in Singapore.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMK8bQWfor74a-4Vk6ZXSqP-923Azin23kEuAbKHc7-GfdkYCiiOLOD48Qs3PjeFtxseWGUOUE5yyMPvH08ZQ0FOXMfciBuaFzaZ12IW457oOK8Uwy-q1Vt3fiYdSeyjgVybZ1yKxFZx7Q/s1600-h/IMG_6285.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMK8bQWfor74a-4Vk6ZXSqP-923Azin23kEuAbKHc7-GfdkYCiiOLOD48Qs3PjeFtxseWGUOUE5yyMPvH08ZQ0FOXMfciBuaFzaZ12IW457oOK8Uwy-q1Vt3fiYdSeyjgVybZ1yKxFZx7Q/s400/IMG_6285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213986160467457938" /></a><br />We had a good feeling as we entered the <a href="http://www.bridalzone.com.sg/">Bridal Zone</a>. There we met Ted, who was not an inch taller than Joanne, slender, and a true-blooded Singaporean. He was in his mid-forties and his black-framed spectacles gave him a smart look. He asked us to sit down while he picked albums here and there. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKJqTygDn017dURdA2GX6OMBsUnFdobYwqXrjHKAhShDaBohae-J89czsjlpafzhaajzDETLM-KBqb7Ntp6Z0AjdwRM-Gd3Wg_jnz4hNFxBYHJFn8gLwgwYJyYSlEhkgUrwp9O3jSSnM9M/s1600-h/IMG_6221.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKJqTygDn017dURdA2GX6OMBsUnFdobYwqXrjHKAhShDaBohae-J89czsjlpafzhaajzDETLM-KBqb7Ntp6Z0AjdwRM-Gd3Wg_jnz4hNFxBYHJFn8gLwgwYJyYSlEhkgUrwp9O3jSSnM9M/s400/IMG_6221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984760981655730" /></a><br />The pictures he showed us were very remarkable indeed. We took our time sifting through the albums as we sipped water from the bottles one of Ted's associates gave us. We pictured ourselves taking the place of the models in photos we liked. We began to have an idea of the places we'd like to go when it was time for the outdoor shots. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAaMNfpS56YOZHMXJbCdwEWAkfFGNPEz7CsLQ4sAztCZcJ0vyIAFNzWqeBrE-Wgd0WdDFBJKteWLNCdNCF8WbSr-vf2BreeM8ltAgOJBeMz0lU85FfgKXbYatwO2273uvNStgkEJvlFg3/s1600-h/IMG_6342.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAaMNfpS56YOZHMXJbCdwEWAkfFGNPEz7CsLQ4sAztCZcJ0vyIAFNzWqeBrE-Wgd0WdDFBJKteWLNCdNCF8WbSr-vf2BreeM8ltAgOJBeMz0lU85FfgKXbYatwO2273uvNStgkEJvlFg3/s400/IMG_6342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213987738003389650" /></a><br />Ted discussed the packages they offered and we found them to be competitive in comparison to the ones presented to us in the boutiques we had previously visited. We asked a few questions and he seemed happy to answer each of them. He also explained a few items that were not part of the package, those that required us to spend a little more. 'Hidden charges' he called them, but they were very minimal. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyeezbiVfZGNGLKeb3OUUikB2uSOPmb3LikXs4RM5x-vbPK3iigsL61CCIRqEMkqWq0iKJGZw7e9pP9hqwnRfCNiRY4S1LRFGg2JXFkdFHAx-ZdvMUMg6t5GHCqUTk_UV5EUz6R0Klja0/s1600-h/IMG_6259.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOyeezbiVfZGNGLKeb3OUUikB2uSOPmb3LikXs4RM5x-vbPK3iigsL61CCIRqEMkqWq0iKJGZw7e9pP9hqwnRfCNiRY4S1LRFGg2JXFkdFHAx-ZdvMUMg6t5GHCqUTk_UV5EUz6R0Klja0/s400/IMG_6259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213985584996228962" /></a><br />We went to three other shops after that. Only one came close to what Ted had to offer. One proposed lower prices but the quality of their work paled in comparison to Bridal Zone's. We were only confirming what we seemed to have decided earlier on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit0e4ZBphzW89rUmz20nF5nuHnV8pceeROp7z56Zs5R8aNEepRpHW_JlgomXONcHu627JyzrxUwya43iImTEeZaT8LL4tOEt_VRJCdsZunFoRTO6kNMv7L4_KLDwmxfQdo9-sqLJWWKEO-/s1600-h/IMG_6312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit0e4ZBphzW89rUmz20nF5nuHnV8pceeROp7z56Zs5R8aNEepRpHW_JlgomXONcHu627JyzrxUwya43iImTEeZaT8LL4tOEt_VRJCdsZunFoRTO6kNMv7L4_KLDwmxfQdo9-sqLJWWKEO-/s400/IMG_6312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213987201330103858" /></a><br />Ted had mentioned it took them a month to have the pictures ready. We figured we could go back to him as late as March and still have the photos in time for the wedding. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5O0iEamoSelyIzRiYLnwBx_beiHYFUtyh0Gvrmz5GlCMkPRJQZzoVfB4t-88SQEQ_Jp9QaquDB63h1KDu72P1bs2aUuvtZXyR-dAQOv4WLsMs4jCLvQkUd6jlXe11yPR6ioy-ghVyPn7i/s1600-h/IMG_6491.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5O0iEamoSelyIzRiYLnwBx_beiHYFUtyh0Gvrmz5GlCMkPRJQZzoVfB4t-88SQEQ_Jp9QaquDB63h1KDu72P1bs2aUuvtZXyR-dAQOv4WLsMs4jCLvQkUd6jlXe11yPR6ioy-ghVyPn7i/s400/IMG_6491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991042577399730" /></a><br />Time flew and overshot its landing. We were back at Ted's office by the third week of March, a bit late but not too late. We scheduled the photo ops to happen a week after.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQknGyExSTO6xLjHwqUwTqJnCu2y8fyGnyKYMulf1xPrJjN43SXrveLsKeVPtEcIqkgAq9ft-jfLxS0VOAJ0GYP-bVbv5tkZt3cemoWoBGJX6KO86qFY_jetSTrAVnsbafrAmUYNZJJIR/s1600-h/IMG_6178.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQknGyExSTO6xLjHwqUwTqJnCu2y8fyGnyKYMulf1xPrJjN43SXrveLsKeVPtEcIqkgAq9ft-jfLxS0VOAJ0GYP-bVbv5tkZt3cemoWoBGJX6KO86qFY_jetSTrAVnsbafrAmUYNZJJIR/s400/IMG_6178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984093605728498" /></a><br />That weekend, Joanne went with her friend, Glen, to choose two sets of gowns she will be we wearing during the shoot. The attire was part of the package. We learned from Ted that it was common for a lot of couples getting married in Singapore to rent their wedding attire. In our case, since we weren't using the outfits during the wedding, Ted upgraded our albums and tossed in a few more pictures instead.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02hw7YaAephyqOnWnqYclrASPwbcAnTd9NiB1spJ5xzLGe947tzc4jX3uRPoYoZUq11K2oQHrc1CszB5Ppnk59uAcjvcY0vQLmzeHGNfmHy1QlgM2Vg7aIR7SH5NA4LZz3HaBuWlpxQon/s1600-h/IMG_6239.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02hw7YaAephyqOnWnqYclrASPwbcAnTd9NiB1spJ5xzLGe947tzc4jX3uRPoYoZUq11K2oQHrc1CszB5Ppnk59uAcjvcY0vQLmzeHGNfmHy1QlgM2Vg7aIR7SH5NA4LZz3HaBuWlpxQon/s400/IMG_6239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984767810628946" /></a><br />We found ourselves in Bridal Zone's studio at a little past 10 a.m. the following week. It took an hour for the make up artist to work her magic on Joanne. I was happily munching on my breakfast at McDonald's while this was going on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSUxHomBiHR2BeqsYKI84uTqa5byB7V6N20CazxZZIgZoIuIMcMxCSffJQF_tKGqZtrnv5AA-tEHfyV8icWsSc64VIZ1QDckl9FeSj4uYk558kTxGJZAyHKpeElLCuYTwhAqvFuq2cE0Q/s1600-h/IMG_6315.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSUxHomBiHR2BeqsYKI84uTqa5byB7V6N20CazxZZIgZoIuIMcMxCSffJQF_tKGqZtrnv5AA-tEHfyV8icWsSc64VIZ1QDckl9FeSj4uYk558kTxGJZAyHKpeElLCuYTwhAqvFuq2cE0Q/s400/IMG_6315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213987206637683538" /></a><br />I must have taken too much time for they were asking me if I had way too much to eat when I got back. That was true but I also had to find a belt in Boon Keng's market because I forgot mine at home in my haste to leave. <i>Auntie</i> had to punch a few holes into the leather before it fitted me perfectly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kP3E9SE8UqNWf7clUKtV8Yg_FrbsCWeNgnru2jzJJ7POKyFWBFHKb1UC0ekgUaW4KBIRB-ieKJjZLoLhL3Ps7Qw2FBQ5xeno95Bs3aCuz51hSNnXYzdC6hyadvWHxXS0gTD2Sjl42MYs/s1600-h/IMG_6282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kP3E9SE8UqNWf7clUKtV8Yg_FrbsCWeNgnru2jzJJ7POKyFWBFHKb1UC0ekgUaW4KBIRB-ieKJjZLoLhL3Ps7Qw2FBQ5xeno95Bs3aCuz51hSNnXYzdC6hyadvWHxXS0gTD2Sjl42MYs/s400/IMG_6282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213986160695990210" /></a><br />A young lady asked me to sit down in front of a huge mirror studded with oversized bulbs that outlined its arched shape. I felt like a movie star for a brief moment. Then she set to work on my hair, spraying tons of chemicals that painted my hair light brown and made it stay like a trained puppy. And though I hate to admit it, she applied makeup on my face. She must be taking this movie star thing a little too seriously.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUM-tH8_HEViE7EtVIMkfbKJD6Z1Jp8kQiqCCdStQRH82SKudsQths1eq0TiGRGlYC0BMJfwB9hfoHKJ7xVvpTLne8mPBMlXyWIbI0oWicxKMUP27BLNppgrHftb6j5mb1rv8QNfzk6yq/s1600-h/IMG_6281.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUM-tH8_HEViE7EtVIMkfbKJD6Z1Jp8kQiqCCdStQRH82SKudsQths1eq0TiGRGlYC0BMJfwB9hfoHKJ7xVvpTLne8mPBMlXyWIbI0oWicxKMUP27BLNppgrHftb6j5mb1rv8QNfzk6yq/s400/IMG_6281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213986154232348562" /></a><br />We were supposed to start with the traditional costumes but we weren't able to bring any. We haven't met <a href="http://www.eddsy.com">Edd Sy</a> or Rhea at this time but we had already started our inquiries through e-mail and through Yin. The people at Bridal Zone made Joanne choose another gown instead. They quickly found a matching attire for me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4WPkttu_KrY-Agca02YnagklZvEZLC1ab5k9FqG044tD-IivZ4eouF5B-ZmNPYOc4_QGh5ZZqtCT_asR6FYbRJATamKnGPLpFZNUE6Xd7epVHzy5wViu9LiBvBcj1NyZFX9CcV4xJq1lj/s1600-h/IMG_6251.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4WPkttu_KrY-Agca02YnagklZvEZLC1ab5k9FqG044tD-IivZ4eouF5B-ZmNPYOc4_QGh5ZZqtCT_asR6FYbRJATamKnGPLpFZNUE6Xd7epVHzy5wViu9LiBvBcj1NyZFX9CcV4xJq1lj/s400/IMG_6251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213985573473885314" /></a><br />We were finally ready to begin the studio shots. We met Howard, our photographer. He spoke to us in broken English but what he lacked in verbal communication, he more than made up with the gestures of his hands and the spells he casted with his camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWoCGfH4BSrucT-eW9JKU2iYGL9mTKvXis1mKHAG-7v9P6FmmzpTbMOo-DrHbamcNjQ_yBM39kdUp6xOoo_9IioLi9a4TLMIMUl9r3ImlfLR3N3irVKYIPDub7GEoZGaq79PB1xqaCIy2v/s1600-h/IMG_6171.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWoCGfH4BSrucT-eW9JKU2iYGL9mTKvXis1mKHAG-7v9P6FmmzpTbMOo-DrHbamcNjQ_yBM39kdUp6xOoo_9IioLi9a4TLMIMUl9r3ImlfLR3N3irVKYIPDub7GEoZGaq79PB1xqaCIy2v/s400/IMG_6171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984087794113538" /></a><br />I must admit I gave Howard a difficult time making me smile. I was too conscious of the camera. By the fiftieth pose and the nth change of clothes, my jaws were tired from smiling or trying to force one. Joanne was giving the same complaint. But we couldn't say we didn't wish it was like this everyday. How often did you get a chance to smile that much anyway?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS1qpKE5_-uj07RlJ9R1hU5hzlHPLScXlZBtVwLFVlCg43wiyFxEGwR9HpEHlOPVJoU-4lc2gjpzWrOKqE4vM_Y60jYzsNMrmrXU7eABA2fy-tV5wgeHirgZYneb3wPVzgDeg72rHG4w7v/s1600-h/IMG_6204.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS1qpKE5_-uj07RlJ9R1hU5hzlHPLScXlZBtVwLFVlCg43wiyFxEGwR9HpEHlOPVJoU-4lc2gjpzWrOKqE4vM_Y60jYzsNMrmrXU7eABA2fy-tV5wgeHirgZYneb3wPVzgDeg72rHG4w7v/s400/IMG_6204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984753435308962" /></a><br />Of course they had to make me wear pink. I told Joanne I knew exactly which pictures we were not choosing. But the shots with that pink shirt turned out nice plus I was missing the bigger picture, I couldn't get rid of them without disposing of the better half. Joanne and I haven't had any major disagreement so far and the chemistry between us worked well as we learned to balance the equation through dialog and compromise. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yi61ImgPvNMpj9I3Pwv-8UZWmyPQase7nBgihha5VzVTnw93wXgaQwgBe_WkifO6hic9iATukABxrtuOR3wd4VQKJQq3MlbUQ9jNW5mI44qJ4vHyIy9VraNocxiAnC3Yf6CHGmZA1dMq/s1600-h/IMG_6205.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4yi61ImgPvNMpj9I3Pwv-8UZWmyPQase7nBgihha5VzVTnw93wXgaQwgBe_WkifO6hic9iATukABxrtuOR3wd4VQKJQq3MlbUQ9jNW5mI44qJ4vHyIy9VraNocxiAnC3Yf6CHGmZA1dMq/s400/IMG_6205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984757705556290" /></a><br />It was almost 3 p.m. when we finished the indoor shots. It was drizzling outside and the staff was saying we might have to postpone the outdoor sessions. We gave it 30 minutes. As if on cue, the sun smiled and the skies ceased its crying.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHNG01wd9NMuzUAqvkPz9unYk3TIKoXx76I6ngE8Db84aG0FtsDxuAJeLg32mvjlOgO3V4OShZ98fbbPHPRcGtCCTMZc8oYXPmhkfJwT5ArijA_jgI1XfXZMSmFzaZUcC_OahL3hgx_X4C/s1600-h/IMG_6180.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHNG01wd9NMuzUAqvkPz9unYk3TIKoXx76I6ngE8Db84aG0FtsDxuAJeLg32mvjlOgO3V4OShZ98fbbPHPRcGtCCTMZc8oYXPmhkfJwT5ArijA_jgI1XfXZMSmFzaZUcC_OahL3hgx_X4C/s400/IMG_6180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984099294259714" /></a><br />We hopped into a van along with Howard, who was also the designated driver, and his assistant who seemed to speak only Mandarin. The Singapore Botanical Garden was our first destination. We had chosen Sentosa and the Esplanade as our primary targets. That very same day, Howard suggested the garden and just the week before, Ted recommended we <i>"don't waste the Fullerton Hotel"</i> when we came to the Esplanade. Of course we knew how to heed good advice.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyXNc0bKzIMkoxb95TZcx-k0nVk7QeMpQMMRTqeNq98rLZsBddWIWD_6RohzrWSRbUQ2U44336HYCzYmYsvad0xcdxu8kTAkr31ndaSIrz7kJrt5kGTVTZFrikapQy7zc781SENrGGHCt/s1600-h/IMG_6194.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyXNc0bKzIMkoxb95TZcx-k0nVk7QeMpQMMRTqeNq98rLZsBddWIWD_6RohzrWSRbUQ2U44336HYCzYmYsvad0xcdxu8kTAkr31ndaSIrz7kJrt5kGTVTZFrikapQy7zc781SENrGGHCt/s400/IMG_6194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984098296286002" /></a><br />I was just starting to doze off when Joanne gave me a nudge with her elbow. She was five minutes early; I could've used the extra time in dreamland. We didn't waste any minute when we got to the Botanical Garden, we were posing for Howard just a few moments after we got off the van.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUauxzjPB2cOMQj0AbYDLVdaankwwD9tVKPIlwV8RyPI-dBcEkKMzk_DOXDVeWtBScx8mzi7TNgFNY2yffswGKFs4Q8g42YxTlku7Yz2ggkO0ahLfs91j4FFxddz97qQ2RxapaHJFIgSQV/s1600-h/IMG_6298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUauxzjPB2cOMQj0AbYDLVdaankwwD9tVKPIlwV8RyPI-dBcEkKMzk_DOXDVeWtBScx8mzi7TNgFNY2yffswGKFs4Q8g42YxTlku7Yz2ggkO0ahLfs91j4FFxddz97qQ2RxapaHJFIgSQV/s400/IMG_6298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213986161854945490" /></a><br />The shot behind the waterfall was most interesting. People who saw this picture often asked, "Is that for real?" It couldn't get any more real than feeling the spray of water on my face and getting Joanne's gown wet. We had to rely on Howard's hand signal because we couldn't hear Howard's voice behind the water wall that stood between us. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfhBWoFuYUmRiQrUZKo27vtzwsnnUmNaZ3Xs8AiRs5M6x9-XFo29YObYo1bg3EcfD_e-tR74Rm_5Z6GafuiQpCVm0kfW9Xp9OU5z8SqtmtTs7GG5rS0diJioA_enaxjYJpc_XOrVCm4by/s1600-h/IMG_6421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfhBWoFuYUmRiQrUZKo27vtzwsnnUmNaZ3Xs8AiRs5M6x9-XFo29YObYo1bg3EcfD_e-tR74Rm_5Z6GafuiQpCVm0kfW9Xp9OU5z8SqtmtTs7GG5rS0diJioA_enaxjYJpc_XOrVCm4by/s400/IMG_6421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213989311780830818" /></a><br />We were told to hold our pose for a few seconds longer than usual because of the slow exposure needed to capture the rapid movement of the water. About a dozen tourists joined Howard in taking our picture. We had become part of the scenic attraction. We held our smiles as they clicked away.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oXf2az17dwT91pZq3k2SgwmBiRs5W6G0jfWN5tQ4wt5dfbDcW6C4p-72BxjxHzXx4_qC6ZfoDKY0PkXoy9t0F51AZAThim1az0GZ-Jt1NLZzUx2d0d0vWIQI24th9nMZFPz87JYymo2e/s1600-h/IMG_6226.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oXf2az17dwT91pZq3k2SgwmBiRs5W6G0jfWN5tQ4wt5dfbDcW6C4p-72BxjxHzXx4_qC6ZfoDKY0PkXoy9t0F51AZAThim1az0GZ-Jt1NLZzUx2d0d0vWIQI24th9nMZFPz87JYymo2e/s400/IMG_6226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213984762971252466" /></a><br />The shot where the rays of sunlight penetrate the canopy as we posed nose-to-nose, is one of our favorites. JoyGo cited this as her favorite as well, describing the scene as something like God's grace falling from heaven towards us. I gave JoyGo a sneak peek of the pictures because she wouldn't be able to attend the wedding. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPRZRaaXrcGCQywda3U2HSChccRltAudVygpeWb8p9v0tV-dbHOYPISFsIMeZcG6Zi8jG6FstndR4VxH4eb2qVYUtIV5f_KCrJd3y29aifiaYX2j_oFKeCSztVFzMkjuY7RPqMNBHZ163/s1600-h/IMG_6417.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPRZRaaXrcGCQywda3U2HSChccRltAudVygpeWb8p9v0tV-dbHOYPISFsIMeZcG6Zi8jG6FstndR4VxH4eb2qVYUtIV5f_KCrJd3y29aifiaYX2j_oFKeCSztVFzMkjuY7RPqMNBHZ163/s400/IMG_6417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213989308660733026" /></a><br />Right after that shot was taken, we were on our way towards the benches for our next set of shots when we met a swarm of tourists. One of the ladies, upon seeing us, said to the group, <i>"They just got married. Yuhoooo!"</i>. The rest of them clapped their hands together and shouted <i>"Congratulations!"</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9FEzthCVNavE3wUCgPCwk5EuzpEK2I_h2xji3iNCJtsMC8mfa2WTQQ7gPf_-I0OuCCqY8QCdswDs_0fhXzmAq_xLgArcGQYOBdo3sGlC08qDurajtc4r6nKFF8r6onUrva7bPrmiAMNu/s1600-h/IMG_6414.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9FEzthCVNavE3wUCgPCwk5EuzpEK2I_h2xji3iNCJtsMC8mfa2WTQQ7gPf_-I0OuCCqY8QCdswDs_0fhXzmAq_xLgArcGQYOBdo3sGlC08qDurajtc4r6nKFF8r6onUrva7bPrmiAMNu/s400/IMG_6414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213989304264612722" /></a><br />We muttered our thanks and smiled at them. When the tourists were out of sight, Howard, unable to contain himself any further, clapped his hands and exclaimed at us, "Congratulations! Yuhooo!" We laughed with him and his assistant. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCYdnU0HRRX6UCL7AWldBM9JtCLNWrJmosJakboI276-X91n5XhDlTe9QF412FokzFhRj3eBl0c3XbSC6ts4sAhToYrfvJx1byOQmzxV0ccbcYhE09ehVhVRxfn50yviZpfFrJSFJryBv/s1600-h/IMG_6446.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCYdnU0HRRX6UCL7AWldBM9JtCLNWrJmosJakboI276-X91n5XhDlTe9QF412FokzFhRj3eBl0c3XbSC6ts4sAhToYrfvJx1byOQmzxV0ccbcYhE09ehVhVRxfn50yviZpfFrJSFJryBv/s400/IMG_6446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213990210633989522" /></a><br />Our next stop was Sentosa. Just when we thought we were going straight to the beach, Howard took us to a place we had never bothered to go before. We had been to Sentosa a countless number of times as we took it upon ourselves to accompany friends there who came to visit Singapore for the first time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib9bJ32GV-ZIAYyVKlN4DxWlwf1KerKAAnneih0XQ_ERh6lKv2UsFIWeGuEdgskpYP6gutVHkmkESjEIcmT-yMU_mm-t20Zs_Fn65V0uFQULqp0WH7aBr8g137oejNW38T7w982MAH-gpy/s1600-h/IMG_6451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib9bJ32GV-ZIAYyVKlN4DxWlwf1KerKAAnneih0XQ_ERh6lKv2UsFIWeGuEdgskpYP6gutVHkmkESjEIcmT-yMU_mm-t20Zs_Fn65V0uFQULqp0WH7aBr8g137oejNW38T7w982MAH-gpy/s400/IMG_6451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213990210232238066" /></a><br />We liked the unique appeal of the stairs leading up somewhere. We ended up choosing three pictures from that location out of the more than two hundred shots Howard took. This number was down from the double digits during the first cut.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd60kyYasH4fwKWkSbqZCq3Zp6RHuwZ91pO5OVTU1ReZ24YCwZAWilhmGz7dcnjf-3Ez4D67gA0OVz9LaYxzmYFavGVYWiPGe9EddH5qkHX1RJPTNxsywnSgLQH6o4peiMu4zikAs61kMe/s1600-h/IMG_6275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd60kyYasH4fwKWkSbqZCq3Zp6RHuwZ91pO5OVTU1ReZ24YCwZAWilhmGz7dcnjf-3Ez4D67gA0OVz9LaYxzmYFavGVYWiPGe9EddH5qkHX1RJPTNxsywnSgLQH6o4peiMu4zikAs61kMe/s400/IMG_6275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213985582313457026" /></a><br />The beach was of course our next destination. I changed into the appropriate attire inside the van. We had previously bought my attire knowing that the shores of Sentosa was a priority in our list. With that in mind, we also knew it would have been challenging to go to the beach if we chose to have our prenuptial shots taken in the Philippines.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVyJpXOloTUFJ8CbC3EO4Wd7JFMAWRxF2CO730gBv_4O-Ied6BCHveOaNy1dvBbmSNOxWn7OR9cwh0kSjMcN3BGMLCh8n_r408zU5tKKRrozOMRIWoiaqb6AC-OYFUy2X1pRjPykudYenn/s1600-h/IMG_6461.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVyJpXOloTUFJ8CbC3EO4Wd7JFMAWRxF2CO730gBv_4O-Ied6BCHveOaNy1dvBbmSNOxWn7OR9cwh0kSjMcN3BGMLCh8n_r408zU5tKKRrozOMRIWoiaqb6AC-OYFUy2X1pRjPykudYenn/s400/IMG_6461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213990212747199458" /></a><br />As Howard led us to the spots he felt would yield good shots, we noticed there were about seven other couples having their pictures taken. The beach was just too popular a location for prenup photo shoots. Brides and grooms in the making, we were all smiles as we walked around the beach, even when we weren't posing for the camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfw1Pupw_TF5dydYPvrK9A7qaYdFL8I8dfktbtm_B2j8xfWvEhlUgoeaAN8ih8YLXSece8_usPYgMi4rEQZBk7Zhl87SueGl5a0n2RcOf-O-0VhqN63o9Lg0DJvPVchnCm66kHP7ydF58s/s1600-h/IMG_6482.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfw1Pupw_TF5dydYPvrK9A7qaYdFL8I8dfktbtm_B2j8xfWvEhlUgoeaAN8ih8YLXSece8_usPYgMi4rEQZBk7Zhl87SueGl5a0n2RcOf-O-0VhqN63o9Lg0DJvPVchnCm66kHP7ydF58s/s400/IMG_6482.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213990213544543154" /></a><br />Next on our list was the Esplanade in the Central Business District of Singapore. But we asked Howard if we could first pass by any drive-through so we could grab something to eat. It had been more than 7 hours since we last ate so we were very hungry. We passed by the nearest mall to Sentosa, Vivo City, and got food from McDonald's.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeyI28OrJ0KAATD8IbwyLW8OzObbhAaaLYRHjZhugl1swCZnqDWejOYeROKU-BcNpneBukyg31hd7yNlkMCu_uDuNojZ0pBUq61HaEzVNybziu5kYdUTsbqUlq8Xnx_IDV2vEtMXmygwIs/s1600-h/IMG_6258.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeyI28OrJ0KAATD8IbwyLW8OzObbhAaaLYRHjZhugl1swCZnqDWejOYeROKU-BcNpneBukyg31hd7yNlkMCu_uDuNojZ0pBUq61HaEzVNybziu5kYdUTsbqUlq8Xnx_IDV2vEtMXmygwIs/s400/IMG_6258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213985578350391362" /></a><br />There was a bit of traffic and it was already dark when we reached Tanjong Pagar. I changed back to my formal attire while the car was moving and I was ready by the time we got to the parking lot near the Durian-like structures of the famous Esplanade.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQ-CcpfsgPAPsXvYVgiDVVY9egC5pKvXKo1QcbQBo-5_UMlgJ3R7XpmTYcLvh0Yy9YXGcmfpiXwULKNed8JR2Ivym_yxJWefp2e3RNyKoJN2A0KpcxgJjhO7X7vMwX4aYQtUiqw9n4f8V/s1600-h/IMG_6303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQ-CcpfsgPAPsXvYVgiDVVY9egC5pKvXKo1QcbQBo-5_UMlgJ3R7XpmTYcLvh0Yy9YXGcmfpiXwULKNed8JR2Ivym_yxJWefp2e3RNyKoJN2A0KpcxgJjhO7X7vMwX4aYQtUiqw9n4f8V/s400/IMG_6303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213986165070820610" /></a><br />Howard took shots of us with the Esplanade as the background. It would have been nicer if all the lights on the roofs were turned on. Oh well, it had been a long day and we were just glad we were nearly finished. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimONOqh4Bga8u4o0Oh_J1xjFx1861zyvSnBVzsm_8m0AyXIR-5fDozxTholwCVZeiqn0-32tjr0raSDLTADBAmf3AM-MDBjHBtLzm1ptjYf4cg3A4ieChXRTxxj-QZPF6eB0qRLjk1mnit/s1600-h/IMG_6541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimONOqh4Bga8u4o0Oh_J1xjFx1861zyvSnBVzsm_8m0AyXIR-5fDozxTholwCVZeiqn0-32tjr0raSDLTADBAmf3AM-MDBjHBtLzm1ptjYf4cg3A4ieChXRTxxj-QZPF6eB0qRLjk1mnit/s400/IMG_6541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991050039967490" /></a><br />The walk to the Fullerton Hotel was short and knowing that this was the last series of shots seemed to rejuvenate us. Even Howard sounded more enthusiastic as he called me <i>husband</i> and <i>handsome</i> alternately. <br /><br /><i>"Handsome move a bit to you right. Husband look at your wife."</i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikoV59ZOf0oAdyrCU9QrSv8dR437MLApcLmja1mV_uyOjZVtoIL2dcedI3Ty3ammTW3Ix1aXIM4NhHAhTU1DP_N26hOq4dVLojNQNDFsOIx1lmyOKYkoEmMZDIdWuAV-F29YJtiFAffk8o/s1600-h/IMG_6546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikoV59ZOf0oAdyrCU9QrSv8dR437MLApcLmja1mV_uyOjZVtoIL2dcedI3Ty3ammTW3Ix1aXIM4NhHAhTU1DP_N26hOq4dVLojNQNDFsOIx1lmyOKYkoEmMZDIdWuAV-F29YJtiFAffk8o/s400/IMG_6546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991626922715490" /></a><br />We were back at their studio by 9 p.m. We packed our things, said our thanks to Howards and the rest of their team, and left. I know I slept soundly that night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwmD-OfWvhAZMHUi9WOYPxYF_tgi66LwKYVah5Cqb7D4tYoelR_ozim57z4RtnbObIetK3lQrpDBnBHUNkNohLD1doNATY_JF47jKsJ4JTFR-7CMwtqFDOoGh5i5IEwiLeNJTXapVCfXH/s1600-h/IMG_6549.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwmD-OfWvhAZMHUi9WOYPxYF_tgi66LwKYVah5Cqb7D4tYoelR_ozim57z4RtnbObIetK3lQrpDBnBHUNkNohLD1doNATY_JF47jKsJ4JTFR-7CMwtqFDOoGh5i5IEwiLeNJTXapVCfXH/s400/IMG_6549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991632131649602" /></a><br />Towards the end of the first week of April, we were back in Bridal Zone. It was time to choose the pictures we wanted to be included in the album. Out of the 276 shots, we were supposed to choose only 26. I thought the task was going to be easy. All we had to do was determine the top 10% and we'd be out of there. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8CNnnzgUD7ic-O-9C4vypzSpHr4FOmwNmUiMj9xoJCUt3CfPXn7RWPmC-sUkRmADjNd0blfui60iTolSOxP_TLm8ihS5E6sSy3ptTargZ4hwoLcnPNmcK0A5X-WjWTzS7mWYw_QOBElCl/s1600-h/IMG_6442.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8CNnnzgUD7ic-O-9C4vypzSpHr4FOmwNmUiMj9xoJCUt3CfPXn7RWPmC-sUkRmADjNd0blfui60iTolSOxP_TLm8ihS5E6sSy3ptTargZ4hwoLcnPNmcK0A5X-WjWTzS7mWYw_QOBElCl/s400/IMG_6442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213989315752320594" /></a><br />After the first five minutes, even with the systematic approach we had devised, we knew it was going to be extremely tough to get the job done. Howard was really good at what he did. The pictures weren't even edited and yet they all looked nice to us. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVxtqoQoSjCepZHEDB5uw77swgRfXAGbdSqj0H49gX2OhIGTwK5onB-QT8qZXIUD5vZyWbmCcQaUrScsf9ntZbQXzlHI58SOU2Am0-O9pn381YDZcSl12940VIdZQmXWIE8571dcsyWV-c/s1600-h/IMG_6245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVxtqoQoSjCepZHEDB5uw77swgRfXAGbdSqj0H49gX2OhIGTwK5onB-QT8qZXIUD5vZyWbmCcQaUrScsf9ntZbQXzlHI58SOU2Am0-O9pn381YDZcSl12940VIdZQmXWIE8571dcsyWV-c/s400/IMG_6245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213985575470881378" /></a><br />I began to adopt a more ruthless approach in eliminating the pictures that I felt weren't too great but Joanne chose to be more careful, patiently defending those shots I would have easily gotten rid of. When we started to get indecisive with a few pictures, we turned to our companion that time, Angge, for help. We trusted the new architect's artistic judgment and we went with her every decision when there was a tie that needed to be broken. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBS2YsT8ZRENTlv67Dn6bd3FQWLgYSTSxOmNjuY2eOFcZFEd7rCgE_nq6YLbqBYSxM6Ji6-F6FutmY23ubBC1_vhC2hD6QlP-JS0j5iYNf5AKQjGkQXu_3Uih5lyfmY4p59ZJwyBS6YR1B/s1600-h/IMG_6337.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBS2YsT8ZRENTlv67Dn6bd3FQWLgYSTSxOmNjuY2eOFcZFEd7rCgE_nq6YLbqBYSxM6Ji6-F6FutmY23ubBC1_vhC2hD6QlP-JS0j5iYNf5AKQjGkQXu_3Uih5lyfmY4p59ZJwyBS6YR1B/s400/IMG_6337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213987216953116578" /></a><br />Three hours into the task, we had made good progress. We were down to a hundred photos. But it was closing time for the bridal boutique. Ted informed us that we had to finish what we had started some other day. We let him know that we were considering getting additional photos. I stared into his face looking for a betraying hint of smile when he revealed how much it would cost per photo, but didn't find any. We also asked if we could get the soft copies. He said it wasn't possible because the rights belonged to them. Tired, hungry and a bit disappointed with Ted's answers, we left Bridal Zone and headed off to have dinner.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2rBkg9uT0igYtqXjMqsK1PdEHeWCtYo4f58tGErIYQy0cWGZjtNq7dTF-7eWXzDX2_u4PSOmnDk4KSnZwQqKB5_w0IsS5LDR3AYawy_faisprZDiGBNIxLn4JaMuuoYLvmAh7DqBz8yuk/s1600-h/IMG_6506.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2rBkg9uT0igYtqXjMqsK1PdEHeWCtYo4f58tGErIYQy0cWGZjtNq7dTF-7eWXzDX2_u4PSOmnDk4KSnZwQqKB5_w0IsS5LDR3AYawy_faisprZDiGBNIxLn4JaMuuoYLvmAh7DqBz8yuk/s400/IMG_6506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991046204841474" /></a><br />We were back the following Tuesday. The three of us were determined to get the work done before closing time. Ted wasn't around that day and a nice lady by the name of Suzy took his place. We informed Suzy that we wanted to include additional photos, about ten more, to bring the total to thirty-six.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEF1fisqvtpLg4_z2vuU4hiM69Px9y6RaFTeOyKxP22XTVxCHZ0iOiRYKgBVJDoDxdV_2h75oh0Pglk8yv1OoxWqddWGRbAowMSrBnLq2rRGWiBFoSCsrbY9AXU_-mr96zGL9a4CJ6R_F/s1600-h/IMG_6360.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPEF1fisqvtpLg4_z2vuU4hiM69Px9y6RaFTeOyKxP22XTVxCHZ0iOiRYKgBVJDoDxdV_2h75oh0Pglk8yv1OoxWqddWGRbAowMSrBnLq2rRGWiBFoSCsrbY9AXU_-mr96zGL9a4CJ6R_F/s400/IMG_6360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213987742746558082" /></a><br />Suzy checked on our progress more than an hour after we began. We said we were down to forty-seven, eleven more to go and we were done. She tried to convince us to bring the total number of photos to fifty, pointing out that the cost per photo would be substantially lower. She offered several free upgrades as well. When we asked if we could get the soft copies of all the photos, including those that didn't make the cut, she must have known she had us. Suzy gave the right answer, which made us reciprocate her smile. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6tEoTR8C_nTCcL6npnmWLBCLEXPW7byX_4b3uuPwatNL2CPJm5w4EbLgMCguikbQDUBgDrR0Nz0NCew2wMz98EdGqMjdZSh1gMrkVUF9FzkEra_V_nz4IFRMiJ0dVl4pe2NPHFXe3IQ5j/s400/IMG_6518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213991045781663314" /></a>Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-40468896642047149272008-05-16T01:59:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:57:31.836-07:00An Ode To ZombiesZombies of white<br />We toiled through the night<br />The groom and the bride<br />Eyes opened wide<br />Yin radiant ever<br />An angel with a plan<br />Dylan with his wand<br />The farm into wonderland<br />Reiman the believer<br />Prayer-sprinkled powder<br />Neil the Chronicler<br />A spyglass on crane<br />Jun the historian<br />A time capsule on hand<br />D' Capo with d' sound<br />Music all around<br />Then there was light<br />Zombies in sight<br /><br />-- inspired by Dylan's use of the word 'zombiesque' <a href="http://vatelmanila.blogspot.com/2008/07/blast-from-past-mel-joanne.html">here</a>.Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2237657369248293695.post-3166568993224475452008-05-07T07:39:00.000-07:002009-08-11T18:57:47.198-07:00The Wedding Invitation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2tvfCDsZLpyS5xZwYQCZzKAax9cH2cH8NL3zD0KLCpNJRPdM3prZgBT92Qbny4dKBLa8f-ETQ76vWbHEkqqLOVYf-banvUU1YECVdUBFeHlOovcnFhe9myJr70nAimJJTDxbMouxOTuN/s1600-h/WeddingInvitation.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2tvfCDsZLpyS5xZwYQCZzKAax9cH2cH8NL3zD0KLCpNJRPdM3prZgBT92Qbny4dKBLa8f-ETQ76vWbHEkqqLOVYf-banvUU1YECVdUBFeHlOovcnFhe9myJr70nAimJJTDxbMouxOTuN/s400/WeddingInvitation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197646294308764322" border="0" /></a>This wasn't the original text. We ordered the invitation from another country through their web site. The preview software, which was frustratingly inflexible, kept changing the format. When contacted, the owners of the site stated that we had to deal with the software on our own so we decided to revise the entire thing.Mel & Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06658673791089453489noreply@blogger.com0