Sending kids to college is kinda bittersweet. On one hand you are proud that they are spreading their wings and showing some independence, on the other hand, you miss having them around...
The elder sons are now in Manila for their first day of classes at DLSU. Matt is on his 4th year while Kyle is on his 1st year. It will be a month or two before we could see each other again. Haay... Some things, like this, are just not easy to get used to, but I'm pulling myself together now. I just have to cope.
When hubby asked if I wanted to redeem some mileage for a ticket to the US to join him on his biz trip, I made a quick mental note...
There were several things going for us like: it was a chance to "escape" with hubby; I would be seeing San Francisco and New York again after a long time, and Boston for the first time; the trip won't be longer than two weeks so we would still have enough time to spend with the sons; and I'd be seeing my younger sibling (from the other side of the globe in Toronto) who would be joining the BOS-NYC legs of the business trip. It would be an instant reunion for us after last seeing each other in May 2012....
You see, next to my hubby and sons, my younger big bro is my best travel companion.
I love it when he unwittingly becomes my photo subject... (Waltham, Massachusetts)
(Boston Marathon memorial for bomb victims, Copley Square)
(Central Park, New York)
It's fun when he willingly poses with me... (Boston Public Garden)
(Times Square, NYC)
(Mario Batali's Eataly)
... to do OOTDs... (Nordstrom Rack, Newbury)
(Revere Hotel before the drive to Waltham)
It's extra memorable when he shares with me my first taste of real Boston clam chowder (Legal Seafoods resto)...
I enjoy it when he hams it up with my hubby (Vapiano, Boston)
(Chelsea Market, NYC)
or with me at the site of the Friends tv sitcom
or at Boston Common...
When hubby asked me again if I wanted to join him... "So, when do we leave?", I readily and excitedly replied.
Something we learned about the streets of San Francisco is that there are crooked streets, like Lombard, Vermont and 22nd St at Collingwood. Lombard may not necessarily be the crookedest (in angle), but it's the one with more twists, it's the prettiest and it's the best known crooked street, making it one of San Francisco's best landmarks.
the view of Coit Tower in the distance from Lombard Street
I took this photo ("selfie") last month during my visit to the Designer Shoe Warehouse at Union Square in San Francisco. A former colleague tipped me that the store was near the Grand Hyatt Hotel where hubby and I were staying at. According to her, it was evil. Haha! Sooo true! You could literally blow a month's salary here or more, because there's just a wide range of trendy shoes AND bags at rock bottom prices.
Did I buy anything?
Let's just say no and yes.
No, I didn't fall prey to the good deals here, in this store. At least not yet at that time.
Yes, the bag I was eyeing from a different store, was what I actually bought, but not without hesitation. With two boys now in college, I kinda balked at the thought of unnecessary spending at this time. I have to thank my lucky stars for being reminded that I had a 3-year old dormant payroll account. It was under the radar of funds so to speak. Sweet! Now there's my justification! Hehe, lame.
It was what I used to satiate my "fixation" over the scent and buttery feel... of soft... lambskin... in red...
I have only gotten back to yoga after a 2-week trip. And my body was really needing it... literally craving it and its benefits... the stretches, the calming breaths, the awakening of sedentary body parts, the circulation of blood through inversions... Yoga is very therapeutic for me.
The vinyasa session this morning with Pascale which my middle son, my cousin and I attended was good (as always, with Pascale's routines). We lost a pound of sweat (and hopefully the toxins too). One pound, no kidding! We usually make it a point to weigh ourselves before and after a session.
The best part is, I was able to do the headstand again... with a little help from my son, and the confidence knowing that the wall was just behind me. :) Namaste.
And I was the designated driver. Hihi... I don't really mind. Fact is, I welcome it when the son and nephew spend time together. It strengthens their closeness.
In a week or two, they both fly to Manila (rival schools, Ateneo and La Salle) to enter their first year at uni. They would surely be missed by family and relatives during special occasions and Sunday lunches.
So yeah, I welcome the times they spend together playing basketball or computer/ps games, sleeping over, going to the gym and whatever else they choose to do... even if I have to drive them around.