The Warehouse Story

While driving along SLEX, Person A and I were having a discussion whether I should join him on his Friday night activities in QC: futsal and dinner. Just like any normal girl, I changed my mind 3 times along the 20-minute route.

I still haven't made up my mind while we were approaching the Manila (he'll drop me off at home) and Magallanes (I'll go with him to QC) fork on the road when:

Person A (taking the Magallanes route): Ay, kikidnapin na lang kita papuntang QC. Kunyari dadalhin kita sa warehouse.

Me: Like ko yun! Tapos magsshopping ako! -(",)-*wink*



Obviously, I was referring to this Warehouse, one of my favorite shops.



Where this dress is from



And where Kate Middleton shopped for sun dresses 2 days before her wedding. For her honeymoon, perhaps?

Whereas Person A was referring to this warehouse, where kidnap victims are typically carted off in Pinoy movies.

We Should Put This on Record

Yesterday, Person A and I attended a wedding in Tagaytay.

When the priest gave the final blessing:

Priest: Dennis, be a good husband... blah blah blah... yadda yadda...

Priest: Joanne, be a good HOUSEwife...

Person A: *smirks* *looks at me*

Me: *laughs*

Last time I checked:

1. The priest doesn't normally say "Housewife" just "Wife", right? Is it a new decree? I did not get the memo.

2. If world peace is to exist, I'd be the career woman and Person A would be the houseband. That is if we live in an ideal world. We don't. =P

Let's cross the bridge when we get there.