follow

going up my place when i saw my seven-year-old nephew in their house checking out something below with his head between third floor (!) balcony railings...

me: 'aw, don't dangle your head! pull it back! you might slip!'

the boy wouldn't listen... : }

i called out to my five-year-old granddaughter playing nearby: 'stop him! tell him not to insert his head, it might get stuck!'

instead of heeding me, the girl put her head between the railings as well!

argh! :O

the usual

friend: '9 minutes...'

me: 'where'd you see 9 minutes?'

friend points to tiny text on the map displayed on my phone...

me: 'oh... it would be hard for me to read that...'

friend: 'are your eyes already bad?'

me: 'well, they're not anymore as good as before...'

friend: 'then why don't you wear glasses?'

me: 'i don't need it... how often do i read such tiny letters?'

yes, they're a part of life.  but i don't live my days according to exceptions...  \m/

diminished

we were at a milkshake place and i suddenly squealed in delight when i saw the menu. they have vanilla nutella bailey's milkshake!

me: 'wow! everything i like is here! i love vanilla... i love nutella... i love bailey's... they're all in one shake!'

of course, that's what i ordered.  i love milkshake and i was thinking this just might be the ultimate milkshake for me.

when i sipped from the straw, however, the overpowering taste of bailey's took me by surprise!

me: 'whoa! i love bailey's but i've never had it this strong!  i've always sipped it gently... little by little...  this one just jumps at you!'

and then, i don't think i even tasted the nutella.

plus, the milkshake itself seemed too watery for me (yes, i did stir the whipped cream topping to the bottom so everything will be well-mixed).

me: 'hmmm...  i like the ingredients individually...  they're yummy on their own...  how come when they were put together i didn't find it yummy anymore?'

friend: 'it's just like, 'the whole...''

i cut in: ''is greater than the sum of its parts'? this one's less!'

: }

out of touch

niece:  'where are you going, tita?'

me:  'to <place>...'

niece:  'at <street>?'

me:  'yes...  you've been there?'

niece:  'no...'

me:  'why do you know it?'

niece:  'it's well-known, tita...'

me:  'it is?  how come i don't know it?'

: }

comeback

cousin sent us a Miss You sticker in facebook...

it was immediately followed by a message saying "Wrong send"...

me:  'you don't miss us?'

cousin:  'you, i miss very much...  the other one i just miss...'

boom!  ; p