My Man and I got this tiny cute box of questions from papemelroti that went by the name Query 2.
What do you know, we opened the box and it is really fun! There are card pieces inside with critical thinking questions – some appearing innocently simple but is definitely hard to answer. We got all excited about it that we decided to post some questions and our answers here.
As I am making this entry, my Babe is here beside me at my house, tinkering with my laptop because I have issues with its speed, hmmm… lack thereof more aptly.
Anyway, the papemelroti box is open and let us start to answer those queries for a healthy brain milkshake!
ME: That giving other people advice is not healthy. They should figure things out for themselves.
MY MAN: Wala eh. Hindi ako nagtatanong [Nothing. I don’t seek advice]. (PM: Ang yabang mo naman.)
ME: When you start doing things you do not want to do.
MY MAN: Pag malawak na yun pang-unawa mo sa mga bagay [When you have a wider and smarter perspective and understanding of things]. (PM: Mas matinong tao ka talaga kesa sakin no? MY MAN: Parehas lang.)
ME: Einstein’s, or Obama’s. Hmmm… maybe that of Mojo Jojo, right, right, definitely Mojo’s. LOL
MY MAN: (…cricket sound)
BABE&BABE: THANK YOU!
BABE&BABE: I’d want to hear you talking about me to your friends! (MY MAN: Sasama ko sayo para malaman ko kung anong sinasabi mo pag kinekwento mo ako.)
ME: Tatama ako sa lotto! [I’d win the lottery!] LOL. I’d get a good job this year, and still be having all the wonderful relationships I have.
MY MAN: I’d marry you. (Awwwww…)
ME: Si Pope John Paul II, sina Mother Goose at Don Domeng, at ang Babe ko [The late Pope John Paul II, my parents, and my Man.]
MY MAN: Syempre ikaw [PM]. (Weeeeeeee… PM’s kilig.)
BABE&BABE: Definitely dead!
ME: Food! I’d end the world’s hunger.
MY MAN: Ay… sobra na yun. [That’s too much.] LOL.
ME: Una kong naisip yung tunog ng cellphone ko LOL tapos isa lang naman ang nagpapatunog ng cellphone ko – yung Babe ko. [The sound of my cellphone ringing when my Man calls.]
MY MAN: Pag tinatawag mo kong ‘Hubby’. [When you call me ‘Hubby’] (PM’s kilig again…)
ME: How the hell do you survive? Wala namang nagpapakain sa inyo ah? [When nobody feeds you?]
MY MAN: Ah… hello?
ME: Amoy ng ginigisang bawang at sibuyas na lalagyan ng tuna! Tsaka yung pabango ng Babe ko. [The smell of garlic and onion being sauteed, plus my Man’s cologne.]
MY MAN: Yung amoy ng ginigisa, lalo na sa kanin. [The smell of sauteed food with rice.]
ME: Ninja mode!
MY MAN: Happy.
ME: I want to learn martial arts, para astig pwede akong manggulpi! LOL [because it is cool and I can beat up people.] Or maybe I’d enroll in the fanciest culinary school, I am not that good in cooking yet.
MY MAN: Mixed Martial Arts! Or sing. LOL (PM: Bakit sing? Napaka astig nung una tapos singing? MY MAN: Eh ganun talaga eh!)