Which by the way also happens to fall on her birthday. And being a good, no, great friend, I only found out on that day itself. Apparently, I have the tendency to forget this significant event every year. She claims that I always got the month right, just not the date. It’s not my fault. I was born with short AND long term memory loss. Getting the month right is as close as it gets. Note to self: Please fix poor memory.

Anyway, Happy Birthday for the next 50 years. I am now guilt-free.

Some shots of Naf. Looking fabulous!

Hana, getting down and dirrrrrtyyy.

Congratulations! Can’t wait for your wedding.

Totally last minute but with a bit of huff and puff, I’ve managed to complete the album (Yet again, thanks baby).

It’s not just any album. The “Father’s Day” album. My first one. I’ve been meaning to do this for quite some time but as you can tell, I’ve also been procrastinating. I know. Bad Renee. Bad. But not anymore. I’ve made it happen this time.

And yes, I am aware that it’s a teeny bit too early to post this since it’s not Father’s Day yet, but what the hey.

I hope he likes it. Happy Father’s Day to all fathers and fathers-to-be!