And the reason is the Mighty New Old Honda has been moved from intensive care to the recovery room, visiting hours are daily between the hours of 0800-1700 and they don’t accept minders at Kuya Greg’s Clinic. Stay tuned for an update next week, MAYBE!
But something else did happen last week, on Monday 13 May, my Grandson Jayden Logan completed his first full revolution around the sun, and is now one year old. But due to the fact that that was also Election Day on the archipelagoes known as the Philippines his Mom and Dad moved the gala celebration to Friday 17 May. But of course there was a small party at the house on his actual birthday. As if he would really know?
The activity level has been at a fever pitch here on the mountain at Casa de Mayang in preparation for the momentous event planned just for him (The Little Dude). Again, as if he’ll understand or even remember it. But here in the Philippines the first and seventh birthdays are the two big ones in their life, the first because he survived, which I think dates back a few centuries when the odds were against you making it to one year old, or an indictment of todays medical care. I’m not sure. The reason for the seventh year birthday was explained to me, but I’d been consuming adult beverages that day and have since forgot.
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Pigs have died and the pre-Birthday party on the day before (Thursday night) involved food preparation and a few bottles of Emparaflu Lite (If you don’t know what that is rejoice, as it is cheap local brandy that sells for P 56 a Fifth or for you young whippier snappers 750 ML.)
I’m trying to write the lion’s share of this article today, Thursday one day prior to the party as there will be no time on Friday, and “Fearless Leader Mindanao Bob” needs me to submit it to him on Saturday. It’s an editor thing he does. Do you know what shape my head will be in on Saturday morning? If you don’t all I can say is; “Welcome to LIP and I hope you are enjoying your first visit. To try and distract everyone I plan on using a lot of pictures to describe the party. Next I’ll slip away upstairs to my hidey hole and try to nap myself back to wellness. Remember I did try to warn you, so here it is.
Saturday morning, the party ended a couple of hours ago… I’m awake but walking wounded, but I was wise enough to slide away early and take a nap. (I never pass out but I do nap in odd locations) My little Dude was so excited by it all, not by the party or food, but by all the people he loves crowds. Yes the damned- able Karaoke machine was there, the food was plentiful, and neighbors I’ve never seen before, were there in force, plus the Emparaflu flowed like water. Did you know that they mixed it with powered Ice Tea Mix? Yum…
Jayden Logan, AKA “The Jay-man or Little Dude” just like his Lolo Paul; departed the party early, the party really wasn’t for him, was it? The rest stayed until Zero Dark Thirty, and I found no one sleeping in the mango tree when I woke-up, and as per usual the departing guests cleaned up any extra food that was left, but also cleaned up the yard and policed the grounds. This I’ve found to be a thing that happens in the Philippines, which you’ll never see guests do in your home country, and I for one appreciate that small act of kindness. As I mentioned above my head is pounding, my stomach feels like I’m on a ship in a typhoon taking 45 degree rolls, I’ll go back to bed now and keep one foot on the floor to stop the room from spinning. (When I was younger I once nailed all the furniture to the floor, BTW that also works on spinning rooms.
Next week, I hope, I wish and I pray that I may finish the story on “My New Old Honda Part II” But with 20 plus years living in the Philippines, what I know for sure is; “It will happen, when it happens!” I’m going to bed!