I just realized what a huge family I'll be getting come next year.



After three months of talking and no action, we finally went to Plaza Singapura yesterday to get our rings. My name's engraved on his and his on mine. My ring looks a tad bit bulky on my small (and fat!) hand but his looks just nice on him. I also like the way our rings glint in the dark.

I was a bit down because I wanted the Charles Stefano rings but he said he'd get it for me for our one year anniversary. I know it's silly but him talking about a future that includes me makes me melt.

I stayed over last night and we watched The Longest Yard on DVD. While snuggling, I asked him whether he noticed that we hadn't fought at all for over a month (a real feat since we fight damn often and over the silliest, pettiest things).

But then I think my mulut must be masin because we fought today after one month of bliss. And it's all my fault. So instead of parting ways with our usual hugs, we both stalked off in opposite directions. Pfft. Old habits die hard.

So I may be working soon. Possibly with Leslie. Which means more ka-ching but less time for him and for myself. And I think I'm going to be sick very, very soon. I've got a wheezing cough, slight fever, aches all over and I sense asthma around the corner.

But it's okay because I've got a ring and I'm happy!