What do I care?

Firday afternoon I had to drag myself ride my fiets (bike) and drove to the city. I was in the midst of the cold rain showers. I appreciate this long way except the fact that I had to pull down my jacket each time to cover up my back. I was in the city of Tilburg by 3:30pm. Head to VVV I bought 10 figurines of a dutch couple worth 1.60 euro... or 100 pesos I think.. I sent it over to Shiela, Lovelyn and Ems.

I drove back and started to wonder while on the way how it would be like later when I see Mark again. As I got there at our doorsteps. I saw Bert my host dad arrive at the same time..I thought whew! at least I know someone's going to make dinner..I just hate the thinking about what to have for dinner. Bert prepared fries and fricandel it looks like a long sausage to me and fritz or french fries. I went upstairs and there I waited for Mark.

While I'm writing this blog..I also happen to be waiting for him.. He was there at our doorsteps past 10pm, he embraced me like a never seen relative I tried to resist for the fear that the kids might see us by the window.. but I hear the usual answer "What do I care?! I even waved at them", he said. While in the car we never stop the smooches..it was like waiting for forever I told him. He may never bothered but for me it was a nice feeling.