Morning stories: It’s cold here…
I opened my eyes this morning curled up in bed and under the pillows ‘coz it’s so cold here… so cold that my nails are turning white. I hear the doors pounding. It’s the speaker. Daddy played the Christmas songs to say “Goodmorning” to everyone, including the neighbors.
It’s raining. And I saw some birds looking for shelter (and food, I guess). So I decided to get them some rice to make it easier for them. Be good to animals. It’s a Christmas morning so I have to start the day right.
I have a new follower on Tumblr. I’m so glad he posted his story about last night’s company Christmas Party. Just in time to read about it as I was so hungry to know what happened. I was absent. As I always say to my boss, my Decembers are fully booked because my family plans a lot on holidays. And this time, it’s not just a holiday, we’re gonna be celebrating Christmas in advance here in Laguna because my brother won’t be with us on the 25th. He’s going somewhere so special (I’m so happy for him, and so proud).
So there.. it’s a great morning. And I haven’t eaten my breakfast yet so I have to go.
Good morning everyone! And Merry Christmas! :)
