Rampage of Appreciation

A call from one of the guests, a member of the entourage, expressed appreciation for the invitation card she received through snail mail. It feels good hearing her in a rampage of appreciation, blabbering about the sweet scent of the paper, the beauty of the design and the good workmanship. Yeah it is nice hearing about how someone likes my work. But I have gone beyond feeling good because I had a hand in it. I simply feel good listening to someone being in an appreciative state, regardless of the object.

Composer's Song Choices

Interacting with artists is a source of joy organizing this event. Today, I chatted with a composer friend I will introduce for the time being as Xephan, who is now in Thailand. We were together a few years back in a presentation of bio-information (bio-i) technology, I doing the blah blah and he playing the organ that delivers bio-i through sound. Xephan is a very talented musician and arranger whose forte is evoking emotions in the listeners. He had plenty practise doing this, growing up as the leader of the band of the church his father is pastoring. (Tama ba ingles ko?) He would naughtily play unexpected in the middle of a testimony, reducing the speaker into a pail of tears. Ahay, what's happening to my figures of speech? Never mind me simply being me, unedited.

I expressed to Xephan my desire to have his composition for the bridal march. Now let me see what emotions I want him to evoke.

His recommendations, which I am not as interested in but just wish to note here for easy reference:

Green Tea Farm by Hiromi Huehara
First Kiss by Jim Chappell
The Day I Married My AngeL by Jamie Foxx

Xephan, sweet one, I look forward to the dramatic effect of your music for my event.

Hand Carried Pleasures

The daughter of a guest was so happy to get the invitation, imagining the sweet pink dress she has that exactly matches the color of the invitation card. I ended up being the villain and harbinger of bad news, pointing out that only her dad and mom are invited. Bwa ha ha!

One guest was not ready to receive me when I visited, but what can she do as I was already inside the house? She received me a bit shyly at first in her tampi, towel wrapped around her body. She just had a shower. After a moment of animated discussion, she forgot her attire, and almost escorted me out of the yard when it was time for me to go.

A motorbike was available for me one time, and came with a driver. It was much more fun delivering the invitations this way. An invitation for an uncle was received by the son; for another uncle, I happily announced the invitation is for my wedding. My acting was so good they believed me.

Bird Stamps on Snail Mail

It's been a long while since I sent mail with stamps. It was a pleasure doing something as mundane as placing stamps on mail, and seeing the beautiful images on the stamps, of birds endemic to this part of the planet. It made me remember the joy of sending and receiving snail mail when I was a kid. I bought a piece of bird stamp as souvenir of my trip to the post office.

Invitation to Bliss

My lil sistah once wanted a romantic date with her boyfriend, but it seemed that the guy was clueless about what she really wanted. Her wedding celebration dubbed A Romantic Date to Remember which I am now orchestrating is my attempt at granting her wish for a romantic date. The special thing about this event is in the mode in which it is crafted -- in bliss.

Invitations are now out on snail mail.

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