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Cake and coffee. What more could one ask for breakfast on the last work day of the year?

Image from Art Coasters (I can’t upload the pics I took of the cake and coffee I am enjoying right now.)

My best cousin Aljen sent SMS last week about marriage:

What is the difference between love marriage and arranged marriage? The first one is a perfect suicide and the second is a planned murder!

I remembered this particular message since we were at Montebello Resort and Hotel last night for my cousin Swiert’s wedding to long time beau Arnold. A lot of challenges in that relationship but the love, support and commitment has remained strong. Of course, I am not saying Swiert and Arnold just planned the perfect suicide-murder…

Congratulations and best wishes, Swiert and Arnold.

Mom called earlier to let me know the good news: Dad will be out of the hospital later today or tomorrow. The specialist said he didn’t have to spend Christmas confined in the hospital. That made steam rise out of my ears. Neat. Tell the man and his family that after the holidays. The initials after the name should read I.D.I.O.T instead of M.D. Ugh. When we visited dad at the old hospital building, I was already not impressed at the line of doctors’ names tacked to the door. They had diagnosed what was wrong with him, what in the name of all things rational does someone specializing in family medicine have to do with someone already referred to a specialist? More hours logged for this certain ignorant resident MD? I was ready to chew someone out for being a resident who pokes his head where not needed just for the money.

“Your company gives you unlimited coverage, right, Sir?”

Yeah. So? License for you to subject my dad to a battery of unnecessary tests so you all get your cut of the fees? Argh! Enough. I will just keep in mind that my dad is fine and can now go home, where the food is better and he has company.

I should be in bed asleep, but I can’t help it. I stare at it and marvel at how easy it is on the eyes. I can’t wait to get started: work on photos, blog, check and answer emails, read photography magazines and surf to my heart’s content. My brother did something (don’t bother asking me about it; you techies know what he did) to optimize my internet speed and suggested a site that has a reader for free - light and easy. I was worried at first that it won’t fit in my pc table. But surprise, surprise. Perfect fit. What am I blabbing about? My new 19″ widescreen LCD monitor. It is well worth the money.