There are two ways to go about getting me to do something that I’m hesitant about. One, feed me good food or two, go through Alfred. Spousal pressure? 
That just about sums up why we’ve now decided to finally push through with our Shanghai trip. My MIL had a good point, too. When we have kids, which God-willing, we plan to “work on” next year, going on trips will be more difficult. Justified? Yes.
Girls, I am no longer the girl that cried Shanghai. After multiple attempts, it’s going to happen. I have the ticket in my hand already.
Hi Ate Joy and Kuya Martin!
