Just got home from a mini-reunion of sorts. One of my cousins came home to the Philippines from Seattle. His mother cooked up a feast. I almost didn't go. I had gone to work last night and am on my way to work in a couple of hours. But I told myself, I haven't seen the guy in some 15 years. Might as well go see him.
We spent the better part of the day there chatting with relatives and eating the usual Kapampangan holiday fare. Cameras were all around. I still find it cheesy that the older generation (i.e. my mother, aunts and uncles) still joke about digital cameras running out of film. Before we said our goodbyes, we swapped phones numbers and promised we'd get together (the boys only) before my balikbayan cousin flew back to Seattle.
Ironically, my being a techie was no achievement as everyone but me had a Friendster account. I joked about being the only one without it and got an encouraging goading to get one to stay in the loop with all my cousins, their wives and 6th degrees. I just smiled back and cussed at myself for openly admitting I was an anti-social introvert in the social networking scene. I gave them my usual "you say tomato : I say tomahto" to-each-his-own speech and moved on to another topic. Even though I mostly sat around, ate and drank, I felt tired near the end of the afternoon. Upside was, I came home with a big smile on my face, a full belly and a warm fuzzy feeling from feeling connected - offline.
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