We are discovering loads of stuff about each other after being married for more than a month now. It's amazing how funny AND annoying some of them could get! And yes, we've already had our episodic petty bumps from time to time. This is real, genuine married life, baby!
One remarkable thing about us though is that we laugh a lot. We guffaw even over extremely shallow things! One officemate conjectured that this maybe so because during our wedding day, we were just smiling and laughing the whole time -- even during the ceremony! We both agree that laughing is a good sign that our relationship is healthy. Once the laughing stops, we should start asking why. When people ask us,
"Kumusta na ang buhay may-asawa (how's married life)
?", we would unanimously say, without qualms or hesitation,
"MASAYANG-MASAYA (very happy)
!".
We are still dipping our big toes on each other's waters and yet, quite surprisingly, our adjustments are not that gargantuan. Aside from my waking up extra early during weekdays (oh, and sometimes on weekends too! Vincent is an early riser) and him having to bear often, if not always, with my terrible cooking, I have nothing more to pull. I know how to clean the bathroom and the fridge now! As I've never done any of those before, I remember spending almost an hour rubbing off minimal stains from the fridge the way I thought it should be done, and then I was told that I need not make it immaculate white after all. I even threw off "subtle" tantrums when I first cleaned our bathroom. I got teary eyed upon examining my fingernails going white and my hands getting wrinkled. Vincent just looks at me with amazement every time.
My masterpiece ;-)
Among our list of household agreements is taking turns in cooking breakfast and preparing our packed lunches on weekdays. I always get panicky whenever it's my turn in the kitchen.
Mataas ang low self-confidence 'ko pagdating sa kusina (I have very low self-confidence when it comes to the kitchen). Hehehe. So far, I've already murdered two servings of
tortang talong (eggplant omelet...just don't ask how I sabotaged them), crispy-fried some rotten
tinapa (prompting Vincent to brew coffee to kill the foul smell), beef steak as tough as rubber and as salty as salt, and fish patties cooked raw. Despite these however, I've had kitchen massacres turned lucky mornings,
naman. I remember Vincent commenting one morning,
"Uy, in fairness, marunong ka nang magluto ng tuyo ngayon (hey, in fairness, you know how to cook dried fish now)
!" He wanted his
tuyo crunchy. I later confessed to him that I almost splashed water onto the pan when I saw it burning! Yes, I burned the fish.
"Uy Tats, MASARAP (it's yummy)!"
He judged minus the husband biases.
Thank God for blessing me with a very patient husband! Vincent hasn't given up on me -- and I guess he never will, when it comes to the kitchen (among other things, hehehe). He has so much faith in me! He not just once prophesied that I will be great at cooking in less than two months.
Naku, pressure 'ata ito (oh no, this is pressure). He only asks for one favor from me, though:
'Wag magmaktol 'pag tinuturuan (not to throw tantrums when being taught). I tend to whine and make face (puppy-dog look) whenever we have our "cooking lessons", that's why. Although still calm and patient, he gets annoyed too, you know. But hey, I'm determined to learn! In fact, I've already had one success dish to boot. According to Vincent, it's called
bulanglang, but I call it pseudo-
pakbet. We had it for dinner and it was delicious! Yey! We consumed it sparingly because we wanted to eat more of it until the next day. He also taught me how to make
crema de fruta, but technically, it's not really cooking, so that doesn't count.
Tonight is our
sinigang na baboy night. No worries. I can whip this up with my two eyes closed (
yabang!). The margin of error is huge with stew, you know. Hehehe.
We're seeing more wedded bliss, challenges and conjugal cooking lessons coming our way...but still, we will laugh ;-)
