On Friday night we went to the Romanian Ambassador's residence to watch Romania draw with world champion Italy while sipping wine from Transylvania. They darn missed a penalty kick and now have to win against Netherlands to get into the quarterfinals of the Euro Cup.
On Saturday we threw a bridal shower for Janice at the Diamond Hotel. We girls had a jolly good time except for the bright-idea-turned-horrible-joke of an "entertainment" segment. Hahaha. Never again! Good thing there were other more important things like the sweet video message from the groom to the bride all the way from Japan, the fun, funny games and competitive participants, the unidentifiable "celebrity" phone patch from Singapore, the delectable, simply yummy desserts, juicy secrets bared, and the list goes on. 'Twas a good night. *Sigh* Hanging out with good old gal pals is always a heart warmer and spirit booster. I need more of this!
Sunday was Fathers Day. We spent the afternoon in the mall with Hatice. Watching Jay with her makes me happy. Although his first Fathers Day must have been dampened by the sad news of his grandfather's death the day before, I'm sure he over the moon now that he has her already.
That night, we watched Turkey come from behind to beat Czech Republic 3-2 to get into the quarterfinals. It was one amazing game that got Sarah calling me from Singpore just to scream together about it. I am ashamed to admit that I lost all hope when Czech Republic made that second goal with Turkey still with nil. Now I know that this game is really all about heart. And that's what they had that night. Go Turkey!
Monday was Hatice's first day of school. Once again she surprised me. She is one brave little girl. She didn't cry at all. Just like she didn't cry when her grandma left her in her daddy's care. She has a funny way of accepting things stoically. Some things. Things that she somehow understands she cannot change. Other than that, she's your normal 3-year old crybaby. But a very pretty one. Oh well. I hope she learns English soon! She's a sweet little kid, but it's quite difficult communicating with her. Hopefully school will change this.
To wind that busy weekend (extended til Monday), we watched the Incredible Hulk. Jay didn't like it that much but I enjoyed the movie. Maybe because I like Edward Norton. Or maybe I was just glad to have some alone time with Jay.
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Isn't it strange that you can be with some people and still miss them? And yet be far from someone and feel so close to them?
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