Step Into That Puddle

One of my pet peeves is getting wet, squishy feet while walking under the rain. Or worse, getting the edges of your jeans wet from the puddles. Ick. I know I can never pull off rain boots (though this one is Sew Cute!) so when my friend Em told me about these Rain Skimmers, I was excited to try them on.

Today's rain-proof outfit essentials:


I wore the same Nike Windrunner and my trusty Audrey Rain Skimmers to the John Mayer concert earlier this month. And while I was totally drenched by the end of the night, my head stayed dry (thank you to whoever invented hoodies) and my toes were dry, too! Like I didn't even stand under the rain for two hours.

What about you? When it rains, what do you put on?

Today I believe in love.

I started reading Everything is Illuminated a few days ago. There's a part when Alex (I think?) describes the sky looking gray almost like concrete. I couldn't picture it, but when I woke up this morning, that's exactly how the sky looked like. A concrete sky. It's been gloomy all morning. I like weather like this only when I'm indoors, cozy under my comforter.

I'm trying to finish the book, though, because I finally got a copy of Eat, Pray, Love (only P299 from a different bookstore, because they're on sale)! Em has been telling me to read it (even offering to give me a copy just so I can) so I'm happy I chanced upon it the other day. It says on the book cover, one woman's search for everything. And I'm curious, does she really find everything?

Rainy days and pan de sal

I kind of miss waiting for the radio announcement of suspension of classes. The closest thing to it was getting an email from HR that we could go home at 5pm today.

One of my favorite memories of rainy days when I was younger is eating breakfast in my parents' room in our old house in Marikina. It was on the "second floor" of the bedroom. In quotation marks because our house was really a bungalow and my parents just had a sort-of loft or attic built in their bedroom. You see, our tiny house on the corner of Oriole and Flamingo always got flooded in whenever it rained. I still remember waking up and seeing my bedroom half-submerged in murky floodwater. I think my tandayan even fell into the water. Yuck. Haha!

Whenever classes got suspended, we'd get carried to the spiral staircase going up to my parents' bedroom and we'd eat pan de sal and peanut butter until the water went down. It still gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling. Hahaha!

Even though I'd love to eat peanut butter pan de sal in my parents' room with my family again, I really wouldn't want to get flooded in. O: Not after a few months ago when I got stuck in traffic for two hours coming from the office and then, coming home to an extremely muddy house. Isn't it ironic? (Don't you think? Haha!) We moved out of Marikina so we wouldn't get flooded in and now, we still get flooded in!