I have been in charge of the kitchen for sometime now. It's actually not my turf since I don't really know how to cook 'fabulous' dishes but since I am the missus in this relationship, I have to learn how to cook ... FAST!
Rob has been wonderful... During our first few months, he would gladly take the responsibility of being the cook even if he was already dead tired from work.
I wanted to help out but we always clash because he has a different opinion of how the dish should be cooked and I have mine. So, we decided that instead of clashing and headbutting on how to cook the dish, the other person NOT cooking should keep his / her mouth shut unless asked.
It worked. Until last Saturday (17 February 2007).
Rob was craving for kare-kare (oxtail with peanut butter sauce). Since I got home first, I have decided, I will be the cook for the night!
I called Rob and told him that I'd be in-charge for the night. He said OK.
I was still trying to boil the tail until it becomes tender (meaning chewy) when Rob arrived. He then decided to help out and starts telling stories about how his mom cooks 'kare-kare.' From the course of the conversation, I knew that he wanted the dish to be the same as how his mom cooks it.
I actually (sort-of) said that what he wanted was hard plus the fact that we were already HUNGRY. Still Rob insisted.
I told him that it would just take time. Still he insisted. I was beginning to get mad and started getting irritated. Then...
SILENCE (we even ate in silence).
In the end, I apologized.
Moral Lesson: NEVER EVER argue about your soon-to-be mother-in-law's cooking even if you think otherwise 
Before, Rob and I always thought we would never be able to do certain things just by ourselves. Maybe because 'people' always tell us that ... 'It's hard' or 'You need us to be with you' or 'There's no time for that, why don't we do this?' and the list of 'excuses' goes on and on.
At first we were hesitant, can we really do it? What if they were right that we will not be able to do it alone? So shoving those questions aside, we have completed a few in just two months!
Going to this mall is a pain (really). It costs us Dhs 20 to get there and another Dhs 30 to get back home (kayo na ang magkwenta basta x 13)! Going to this mall is indeed a great experience. We thought we would not be able to go here because it really is far from our place but through determination, we made it.
2) Abra Ride
Remember the movie 'Dubai'? Where Claudine rode a banca going to the other side of the city? I can proudly say that we have done that!!!! It was fun ride! I first thought it was going to be scary. Takot tumaob diba?
It was fun (sorry repeating myself) but it really was!
3) Going to the B-A-R
We thought of doing it with some friends. Heck! Why do we need to drag people... what we did? It was just a spur of the moment thing, straight from work, we went to the bar and partied till 12 (Cinderella time!)midnight before we turn into frogs. Hahaha!
4) Walkathon
Yup! It was just last week when we had our first walkathon - together! It was a very llloooonnnnggggg walk believe me... but it was romantic and fun (again)
Sheikh Zayed Road
Its amazing that in the span of 2 months, we were able to do all these when we have already spent 3 years of our lives here just going to the malls and sleep?
Now, I'm looking forward for more things that we can do TOGETHER!
In a couple's attempt to always be together... fights... may it be petty, brutal or silent... can never be avoided even if you want to.
Rob usually tries to avoid that however I (being a constant whiner and at times a careless bitch) tries to blow everything... bitch style!
It happened one fine day... Words were said... Painful.
Suddenly, we were silent. I thought the 'B' word will come up.
It did not. We just said our goodnights and went to bed.
The next day we went to work. My thoughts were still about why we fight... why care about other people... why? why?
In the evening, Rob called me and he said that he'd be late. I said OK.
When he arrived, he gave me a big kiss and hug... and gave me this
That was it... no words to utter. Nothing. That was it. Everything forgiven.