Last March 15 was Mico’s birthday. Due to our busy schedule, we only got to buy his cake on the day itself. Looking for a certain cake,w e end up in Robinson’s Galleria. That was a big mistake, because suddenly hubby felt guilty. He have no gift for Mico and the other kids (that’s how it…
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The first time I told my mom that I would be implementing uniform for my next house help, she was shocked. It is not in our culture to have maid in uniforms, maybe for upper class but not for us middle class. In fact, I used to frown when I see helpers wearing uniform like…
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