Last night, over some steak at Hot Rocks, we finally told my parents about getting married this year. Wew! It was hilarious and scary at the same time. I knew my parents were not going to object but we really couldn't predict how they would react.
Tini gave me the signal and I made introductions. He made his speech... but not without my brother, my cousin giggling and I. I could feel my mom gripping her fork and my dad gripping his bottle of beer. Geez.
It all went okay I guess. We talked about our initial plans already and how to tell everybody in the US, where most of my family are, that they need to come home this Christmas.
So, it's December this year. No exact date yet coz we can't decide where the reception will be. We have a church already and as much as possible I'd like that to be non-negiotiable. Dela Strada is very special to us.
Now the craziness begins!