Mozartkugel, anyone? Here are scenes from tea after Sunday lunch. D brought chocolate from Austria.
Most of the weekend was spent online, working on my dissertation.
On Saturday afternoon, I went with Ria to the Pinoy get-together where I met schoolmates past and present.
I was half-asleep on Sunday morning, so when A whispered "Fancy reading?" to me at the oratory, I barely processed what she said. My mind was still asleep that I didn't know what was coming out of my mouth. That was probably one of the few times I felt disconnected to my body. The eyes processed the text but the words went directly to the lips, bypassing the brain, resulting in a couple of booboos. That's what you get for having Mass before breakfast!
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