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crankylexIt was Rox's birthday yesterday.
(Rox, for those of you unfamiliar, is our adopted Filipina sister. We met her shortly after she arrived from the Phillipines. She went to work with my cousin Amy, and she was living in this boarding house, so Amy took pity on her and offered her a room in their house. Now Rox has been taken into the collective bosom of our family.)
And apparently, it is a tradition in the Phillipines that the birthday girl makes a meal for her family and friends. (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
minniem, I needed you there to translate, because there was a handful of Flips there and they were chattering madly, and I could only pick out the two words I know. Hee.)
Rox made SO MUCH food. We stuffed ourselves. I drank two bottles of wine myself. The hangover started before the night was over. It was embarrassing.
Who gets drunk on Arbor Mist? It wasn't even real booze.
(Rox, for those of you unfamiliar, is our adopted Filipina sister. We met her shortly after she arrived from the Phillipines. She went to work with my cousin Amy, and she was living in this boarding house, so Amy took pity on her and offered her a room in their house. Now Rox has been taken into the collective bosom of our family.)
And apparently, it is a tradition in the Phillipines that the birthday girl makes a meal for her family and friends. (
minniem, I needed you there to translate, because there was a handful of Flips there and they were chattering madly, and I could only pick out the two words I know. Hee.)Rox made SO MUCH food. We stuffed ourselves. I drank two bottles of wine myself. The hangover started before the night was over. It was embarrassing.
Who gets drunk on Arbor Mist? It wasn't even real booze.
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Date: 2002-11-25 11:33 pm (UTC)It's not just chattering, though--it's the laughter, too. My cousins make fun of each other by saying, "You laugh like an auntie."
Was there adobo?