It’s June – and I’m buggin’. Whatever that means. All I know is that it’s pretty warm and sunny here in San Francisco, which is making it hard for me to stay indoors. I have a lot of stuff to do this weekend, but some of it will have to wait, because when it’s Saturday (which it is), and the weather’s warm and sunny (which it is), and I just scored some grey-market Flonase (which I did), then I just HAVE to go for a walk up on top of Bernal hill. For the record, Flonase is simply amazing. It is the only substance in the explored universe that can beat back my allergy symptoms, even when pollen counts are off the charts. I was *very* miserable for about a week, before I got my hands on a fresh cache of Flonase. Okay, that’s enough of a plug for the drug – just one last shout-out to whatever research posse stumbled upon it.
June also means that it’s officially less than a month until the wedding. Wowza. And today was a banner day for the RSVP crowd, too. We got a dozen envelopes in today’s mail, which is twice the previous 1-day record. Keep those cards and letters coming, folks – we love to hear about your dietary and seating preferences. Oh, and just to clarify something once and for all (well, no – it’ll still have to be clarified to those invited who don’t follow this blog, which is actually almost everybody, but oh well), if you don’t want kosher or vegetarian food, you just leave both boxes unchecked. It seems a lot of people saw the two checkboxes, regressed to their last trip to the ballot box, and assumed that they were being presented with a binary choice: Kosher, or Vegetarian? We do know a few vegemetarians, and they’ve dutifully checked their cruelty-free little boxes. But there are a LOT of people checking the “Kosher” box, most of whom (like the older Pinoy couples on the list) are definitely NOT people who keep kosher. So Em’s been having to follow up with those people just to find out whether they’ve developed a sudden interest in obscure Judaic dietary superstitions (not very likely, but always possible), or whether they were simply confused by the RSVP (very, very likely). Since Em designed (and prepared) all of the invitations and RSVP cards herself, pointing out that the card *could* be confusing to *some* people is a delicate matter. Well, it used to be before I blogged about it… Em says it’s at least as much my fault, because I reviewed the cards before she sent them out and I didn’t say anything at the time. Didn’t I?
Speaking of Em, she’s on a whirlwind Toronto trip, mostly doing the last little bits of wedding prep that can’t readily be done from here. She flew out on the red-eye late Wednesday night, and she’s coming back tomorrow night. It’s odd, but I find it harder to be home for four days without Emylene than to be on the road by myself for four days while Em’s back at home. Probably because nothing in a hotel room really reminds me of Em, but EVERYTHING here in (and even around) the house reminds me of Em every few seconds. I know, that’s pathetic – she’s been gone a whole 3 days (not even), and I’m whining. At least we still miss each other… 
Okay, I’m late for that walk on the hill – gotta go before it starts to get too cold and/or dark. More later.
i’ll have the kosher chicken adobo or lechon please!
see you on the big day! sounds like em and jay traded cities for a few days.