<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025</id><updated>2009-12-14T23:57:18.717+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply ME...</title><subtitle type='html'>A star or a rainy cloud,,, realistic or a dreamer,,, tough or emotional,,, a butterfly or a dolphin,,, it is all about me reflecting the transparent me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>560</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-5126794439952827642</id><published>2009-11-19T13:03:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:20:32.799+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HUG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A HUG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwSqjtczhPI/AAAAAAAACt8/xe8bVwuNNio/s1600/screen-capture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwSqjtczhPI/AAAAAAAACt8/xe8bVwuNNio/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405632983223993586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it easier to write things than to say them, or to translate them into action. I find it easier to send someone a card, or a message that expresses how I feel rather than giving them a hug or a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Especially with family &amp;amp; friends. I find it hard to tell them how important they are or how grateful I am for their support and love, however I can write pages of sincere emotional words and tender sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I believe I made a big improvement and I feel so good about it. It took me a while to be able to give this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tearful long hug&lt;/span&gt;, and surprisingly now I feel much  better. It feels as though a great weight has been lifted from my shoulders..  As if with that hug I let go of a heavy burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family are always there/ should be there, I know. But still, I believe we can't take them for granted. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can't keep the abusing and they can't keep the forgiving and understanding.&lt;/span&gt; We can't test their patience by increasing the meanness, unkindness and ungratefulness. And today I expressed how grateful I am and how sorry I am for all of that. I feel so great that I was able to do it.. I don't want to live for a day when I would regret not sharing my sincere appreciation and apology. It's hard to express those kind of emotions sometimes, but it's harder to regret not saying what you really feel and just take things for granted. Life might not give us a second chance.. so might as well, do it when it's possible.. when it's just not too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful &amp;amp; blessed for having the most wonderful parents on earth, and for having the greatest sisters ever. You can choose your friends, and you can choose who to keep in touch with, who to contact, who to just ignore and forget.. but you cannot choose your family. Everything can be changed and replaced, but not your family.&lt;br /&gt;My family is the centre of my inner stability. I &lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;I look to them for strength, love &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;inspiration&lt;/em&gt; -  I love you &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-5126794439952827642?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5126794439952827642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=5126794439952827642' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/5126794439952827642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/5126794439952827642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/hug.html' title='A HUG'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwSqjtczhPI/AAAAAAAACt8/xe8bVwuNNio/s72-c/screen-capture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-1983782632522122613</id><published>2009-11-18T10:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:30:49.349+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Landscape Photography &amp; the electric world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/electrifying-landscape-photography-captures-our-electric-world/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwMu0Jp_jLI/AAAAAAAACsU/5DExD9JtT-8/s400/500x_3870685057_3d06dd2af6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405215451254852786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/electrifying-landscape-photography-captures-our-electric-world/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwMu0a8-BLI/AAAAAAAACsc/Y2gq81x06no/s400/500x_3870684967_3a1ca71bfc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405215455897846962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/electrifying-landscape-photography-captures-our-electric-world/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwMu0V-QoUI/AAAAAAAACsk/dC1Q_bNlYMY/s400/500x_3856681077_6122da6528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405215454561083714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/electrifying-landscape-photography-captures-our-electric-world/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwMu0sATzXI/AAAAAAAACss/dJZg7tPnZn0/s400/500x_3871468924_b3ff0da667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405215460475260274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/electrifying-landscape-photography-captures-our-electric-world/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so loving it! I 've always liked Lanscape Photography, but Barry Underwood's work in adding those shapes with light is just so creative. It gives the photo a different dimension and gives so much for the imagination and vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-1983782632522122613?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1983782632522122613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=1983782632522122613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1983782632522122613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1983782632522122613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/landscape-photography-electric-world.html' title='Landscape Photography &amp; the electric world'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwMu0Jp_jLI/AAAAAAAACsU/5DExD9JtT-8/s72-c/500x_3870685057_3d06dd2af6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-5560932833850850938</id><published>2009-11-16T07:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:34:42.810+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod shuffle'/><title type='text'>New vs Old when it comes to iPod shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apple.com/ipodshuffle/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBgKIRxsZI/AAAAAAAACr8/rkb7Btcr63o/s400/screen-capture-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425279981597074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apple.com/ipodshuffle/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBgKH77unI/AAAAAAAACr0/W51eEugitig/s400/screen-capture-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404425279889980018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it only me who thinks the iPod shuffle - old design is nicer than the new one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.apple.com/ipodshuffle/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBk3XRhwzI/AAAAAAAACsM/RE8C1DfpgMU/s400/screen-capture-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404430455147709234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I prefer the old design with the circle in the middle and all the options +, - , &lt;&lt;, &gt;&gt;. I don't like the fact that with the new button-less generation the navigation controls are moved onto the headphones.&lt;br /&gt;The absence of button is cool, I agree, but Im one of those people who find convenience and practicallity in the old iPod shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of the one button, nine commands thing -&lt;br /&gt;The new iPod Shuffle has a central button that accepts many user commands. In fact, this ‘one button’ handles 9 inputs:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;click&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;click &amp;amp; hold&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;double-click &amp;amp; hold    (fast forward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;triple-click &amp;amp; hold       (rewind) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;triple-click and hold within 6 seconds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;triple-click and hold after 6 seconds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;click until a tone is played&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;click until you hear a name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;click &amp;amp; hold until exit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I think I miss my old shuffle! But at least the one I have now is 4GB..  this should make me happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-5560932833850850938?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5560932833850850938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=5560932833850850938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/5560932833850850938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/5560932833850850938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-vs-old-when-it-comes-to-ipod.html' title='New vs Old when it comes to iPod shuffle'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBgKIRxsZI/AAAAAAAACr8/rkb7Btcr63o/s72-c/screen-capture-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-4401467603254113286</id><published>2009-11-16T06:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:49:36.120+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pac-Man'/><title type='text'>Pac-Man</title><content type='html'>I never liked this game, maybe because Im really bad at it! It's my sister's favorite game. I remember looking at her while she's playing and thinking what on earth does she find in Pac-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I like this! Pretty cool - built from tin cans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/can-art-reveals-pac-man%E2%80%99s-gruesome-reality/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBakF5Q54I/AAAAAAAACrU/IU1A5wGv9vo/s400/500x_pacman-can-art1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404419128948746114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/can-art-reveals-pac-man%E2%80%99s-gruesome-reality/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBakVgcgXI/AAAAAAAACrc/wtAVnk_4UYY/s400/500x_pacman-can-art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404419133139616114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2009/11/can-art-reveals-pac-man%E2%80%99s-gruesome-reality/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-4401467603254113286?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4401467603254113286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=4401467603254113286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4401467603254113286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4401467603254113286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/pac-man.html' title='Pac-Man'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwBakF5Q54I/AAAAAAAACrU/IU1A5wGv9vo/s72-c/500x_pacman-can-art1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-1924193098126276894</id><published>2009-11-16T02:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:34:52.546+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>pictures of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZXWGVFI/AAAAAAAACrM/9OifcOxNKx4/s1600-h/potw_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZXWGVFI/AAAAAAAACrM/9OifcOxNKx4/s400/potw_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354073468490834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZL9-ppI/AAAAAAAACrE/WkUxV1mUG-o/s1600-h/potw_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZL9-ppI/AAAAAAAACrE/WkUxV1mUG-o/s400/potw_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354070414534290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZDITOwI/AAAAAAAACq8/o0FWwaLYY1w/s1600-h/potw_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZDITOwI/AAAAAAAACq8/o0FWwaLYY1w/s400/potw_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404354068041906946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAel96PraI/AAAAAAAACq0/Dv-XrqTDV9Y/s1600-h/potw_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAel96PraI/AAAAAAAACq0/Dv-XrqTDV9Y/s400/potw_08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404353190467448226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAeljFhTAI/AAAAAAAACqs/EV3TvqJ5ONA/s1600-h/potw_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAeljFhTAI/AAAAAAAACqs/EV3TvqJ5ONA/s400/potw_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404353183266982914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAelZUukoI/AAAAAAAACqk/kf9IXEWhFaY/s1600-h/potw_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAelZUukoI/AAAAAAAACqk/kf9IXEWhFaY/s400/potw_0300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404353180646412930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-1924193098126276894?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1924193098126276894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=1924193098126276894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1924193098126276894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1924193098126276894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-of-2009.html' title='pictures of 2009'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SwAfZXWGVFI/AAAAAAAACrM/9OifcOxNKx4/s72-c/potw_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-4340477293912876561</id><published>2009-11-14T11:09:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:45:51.329+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oriental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cozy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOME'/><title type='text'>Oriental Coziness &amp; Elegance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv39M_s-fxI/AAAAAAAACqc/55Diu9R_iwQ/s1600-h/po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv39M_s-fxI/AAAAAAAACqc/55Diu9R_iwQ/s400/po.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403753527614799634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv39MhMsWBI/AAAAAAAACqU/ybwnFtjr1yo/s1600-h/90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv39MhMsWBI/AAAAAAAACqU/ybwnFtjr1yo/s400/90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403753519426328594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iuIrUBAI/AAAAAAAACpE/mAu78w_qKxI/s1600-h/09asf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iuIrUBAI/AAAAAAAACpE/mAu78w_qKxI/s400/09asf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724410145473538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iunKvoWI/AAAAAAAACpU/48vr4iU1pV0/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iunKvoWI/AAAAAAAACpU/48vr4iU1pV0/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724418330370402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iusX_r1I/AAAAAAAACpM/5u6t_n41LVM/s1600-h/0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv3iusX_r1I/AAAAAAAACpM/5u6t_n41LVM/s400/0924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403724419728125778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-4340477293912876561?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4340477293912876561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=4340477293912876561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4340477293912876561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4340477293912876561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/oriental-coziness-elegance.html' title='Oriental Coziness &amp; Elegance'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sv39M_s-fxI/AAAAAAAACqc/55Diu9R_iwQ/s72-c/po.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-7523941047154295858</id><published>2009-11-13T12:13:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:20:19.959+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='software'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WriteRoom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac OS X'/><title type='text'>WriteRoom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hogbaysoftware.com/products/writeroom"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvyzrKRSF0I/AAAAAAAACo8/q-SK734fTnw/s400/screen-capture-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403391207010342722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hogbaysoftware.com/products/writeroom"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Svyzq5tOxeI/AAAAAAAACo0/9NvIHCnqzjw/s400/screen-capture-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403391202564163042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvyzGre-ueI/AAAAAAAACok/ENu2IfKP4ac/s1600-h/screen-capture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvyzGre-ueI/AAAAAAAACok/ENu2IfKP4ac/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403390580271004130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-7523941047154295858?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7523941047154295858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=7523941047154295858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7523941047154295858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7523941047154295858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/writeroom.html' title='WriteRoom'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvyzrKRSF0I/AAAAAAAACo8/q-SK734fTnw/s72-c/screen-capture-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-8808481862615815873</id><published>2009-11-12T12:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:45:45.034+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We Feel Fine'/><title type='text'>We Feel Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wefeelfine.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvtnqenqN_I/AAAAAAAACoU/cudE16A__ys/s400/screen-capture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026157432616946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wefeelfine.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvtoDiBda6I/AAAAAAAACoc/VTRzgqYm3MA/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403026587842866082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started a year ago, when I got an email from the &lt;a href="http://wefeelfine.org/"&gt;http://wefeelfine.org/&lt;/a&gt;, asking for my permission to use an image on my blog that they found beautiful. It's the one on the top right side,- the same one I use as my profile photo. The book which is called 'We Feel Fine' is about feelings on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately and because of the limited space they were not able to include all the photos they received permission for. And it was not used. I think the quality of the photo is poor, considering that I took it long time ago with an old camera, and it's a bit blurry. But I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sent a link to the online version of the book. And it's just GREAT! Amazing! I like the idea behind it. Very original! And I love how they combine the theory with all those great images. It looks so alive! I feel disappointed for not being part of it, however, I am lucky to be receiving a copy of the book next month by mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance. And I really can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have a look by pressing on the We Feel Fine  ---&gt; to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-8808481862615815873?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8808481862615815873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=8808481862615815873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/8808481862615815873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/8808481862615815873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-feel-fine.html' title='We Feel Fine'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvtnqenqN_I/AAAAAAAACoU/cudE16A__ys/s72-c/screen-capture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-7730862316464016615</id><published>2009-11-12T06:15:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T06:29:54.383+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvsOpgiMXhI/AAAAAAAACoM/vKHQqXxjFkg/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvsOpgiMXhI/AAAAAAAACoM/vKHQqXxjFkg/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402928284231818770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's funny how finding a job nowadays is as important and as difficult as getting accepted into University!!!&lt;/span&gt; Everyone keeps asking about the what's happening with you? any luck? and then after that you get to hear all the congratulations, which are just as warm and just as sincere as the ones said when doing the biggest achievements in life. And then you get to feel so proud .. like so so proud. As if you've just won a Noble prize!! Well, it makes sense of course, when finding the right job takes a year these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am an expert when it comes to job interviews. I know what will be asked, and what is the best answer. I know how to stay calm and to get myself out of anything awkward .. but still, I wanted to blog about one of the weirdest, freakiest, most difficult job interviews I've ever had,- where no previous preparation, no self confidence, no whatever would have helped, and where there was no one best answer. It seriously made me dizzy... the kind of dizziness you get from all the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some stuff should never be blogged, it shouldn't even be mentioned.&lt;/span&gt; I thank God I was smart enough not to blog about it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now I know for a fact that good things do happen, and that's when you least expect them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When one door closes, a thousand new doors open.&lt;/span&gt; I know It sounds cliched. I would've hit anyone who came to me with such a phrase a month or so ago. But it's true! We all have our black and white days, the great things about going through the black ones, is knowing that the white days are yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There was a time in my life where I used to pray for a 'major change' every single night. But now i know that was a big mistake.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am praying for a change now, it doesn't have to be major to a crazy extreme though. Just a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I thought that you need to be looking at amazing nature and landscape in order to get the right shot, but I just realized that you can get the best shot regardless of where you are. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can brighten your lens and make the best of any surrounding environment- you just need enough determination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My fingers keep typing F A C E B OO K unconsciously, every time I open my Firefox window. I was this addicted to FB with all its fake Kodak moments. Now I feel that me being that addicted, and me having this strong determination to deal with that addiction, gave me the realization that I am not as weak as I used to think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It made me appreciate this inner determination that goes missing sometimes, but comes back stronger than ever when it is needed the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-7730862316464016615?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7730862316464016615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=7730862316464016615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7730862316464016615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7730862316464016615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvsOpgiMXhI/AAAAAAAACoM/vKHQqXxjFkg/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-160321406614694496</id><published>2009-11-10T10:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:45:11.317+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touteh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>the picture that makes me smile -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SviowcmXv-I/AAAAAAAACoE/LVFVGOB2bQw/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402253303295229922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, always and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-160321406614694496?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/160321406614694496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=160321406614694496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/160321406614694496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/160321406614694496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-that-makes-me-smile.html' title='the picture that makes me smile -'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SviowcmXv-I/AAAAAAAACoE/LVFVGOB2bQw/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-6434651535650229593</id><published>2009-11-10T10:27:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:28:15.960+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>WhY We LoVe SuMMer</title><content type='html'>Ask me to help a 4th grade cousin to do this for a presentation on his favorite season and you'd find me so happy and excited..  so patient and energized,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Svij2nO6XzI/AAAAAAAACn8/YkHDKpQ5Njo/s1600-h/Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Svij2nO6XzI/AAAAAAAACn8/YkHDKpQ5Njo/s400/Page_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402247911670701874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't tell me to teach him Maths or Science. That's a No No!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-6434651535650229593?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6434651535650229593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=6434651535650229593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6434651535650229593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6434651535650229593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-we-love-summer.html' title='WhY We LoVe SuMMer'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Svij2nO6XzI/AAAAAAAACn8/YkHDKpQ5Njo/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-6932505038936447421</id><published>2009-11-10T05:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:28:00.452+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>I still have it here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvheQEIUI3I/AAAAAAAACn0/nnAACXVwhYw/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402171383110443890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that makes me feel sad in addition to having no security or stability since I've been moving a lot lately is that I can't keep the books I buy. I just have to let go. Because of the weight allowance and also the 'limited space', I just learned to deal with it and accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling ok though, cause I started to write down my favorite parts from whatever I am reading, and it stays with me on my laptop and on my Simply Me. So it's here with me, wherever I am. Having them physically is no big deal, I still have them here, in the place I cherish the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this a couple of months ago, to check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-i-will-never-forget.html#links"&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/once-in-lifetime.html#links"&gt;Once in a Lifetime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Storm &lt;a href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/l-o-s-s.html#links"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/before-storm.html#links"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-6932505038936447421?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6932505038936447421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=6932505038936447421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6932505038936447421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6932505038936447421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-still-have-it-here.html' title='I still have it here...'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvheQEIUI3I/AAAAAAAACn0/nnAACXVwhYw/s72-c/screen-capture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-4652557928653370803</id><published>2009-11-10T05:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:13:39.207+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once in a lifetime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathy Kelly'/><title type='text'>Once in a Lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cathy Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cathy-kelly.com/"&gt;Once in a lifetime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only one person can change your life and that's you. Don't wait for anyone else to do it, Prince Charming or otherwise. Be your own prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're annoyed, don't speak from that place inside yourself that nurtures all past hurts. That will just make it all worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, you can't fix it. Other people, for example. You can't fix them. You just have to decide whether it's worth hanging around until they fix themselves- or, if it's worth hanging around even though they may never decide to fix themselves. Your choice over the hanging around, but when it comes to the fixing, you have no power. There's times when you just have to let go. Letting go works for a lot of time, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Like a fairy story in reverse. Like sleeping Beauty. Except, in this case, the prince hadn't woken her from a hundred- year- sleep he'd made her age one hundred years in a moment.&lt;br /&gt;* Learn how to say no. Practice. Say it at least one every day and you know what? you'll get better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A gratitude journal, where you wrote down all the things you were grateful for. Eventually, some alchemy was supposed to take place and the act of writing about being grateful somehow made you actually grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is what happens when you're making other plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's never too late to stop and change the way you're going. Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What doesn't destroy you makes you stronger. I just hope you don't have to go through that process in the first place. But if you do, it's true. Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Empathy is like coils of smoke reaching blue tendrils into the air. If they're let go, they can fly wherever they want, reach people, touch them and help. It's a type of global love: the great unconscious doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Live for now. Not for tomorrow or yesterday. Now. You don't know what will happen tomorrow, and yesterday is gone, so all you have is this moment. Enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There was so much negative energy about Mondays. She was willing to bet that none of the world's greatest minds had ever done anything brilliant on a Monday. Nobody ever mentioned when Einstein had put the finishing touches to his Theory of Relativity, or when Marie Curie discovered radium. But it definitely wasn't on the first day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight for who you are. It takes a long time to find who you are, but when you do, take care of that person. She's one of the most precious friends you'll ever have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The wave of shame that rose up in her was physical. Shame could be physical. If flirtation made a person blush with a rosy hue, then shame was a fire of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust your instincts. I didn't trust any part of me, so I discounted my instincts too. But when I thought about it, nine times out of ten, my original instinct had been right. I just hadn't paid attention to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Grief is a journey through a changing landscape and it takes everybody a different amount of time to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life seems so long when you're in the middle of it,  but when you know it's going to end soon, you realize how little time you have on earth. Don't waste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Detach with love. You have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get down on your knees everyday and say thank you. Even if you don't feel grateful all the time, practice it, and one day you will appreciate all the good things. And that's one of the greatest gifts of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Im not afraid of what they think. That's up to them and we're up to us. You can't live your life worrying about what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Speak out of love and a desire to make things better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You're always said you hate all the crap about 'closure'. You used to call it mumbo jumbo and complain that the world's full of people seeking closure on everything from a bad day at school when they were four to a row with their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* He was a man, you're a woman. We're different. For us, love it a huge part of our lives, for them, it's a segment. They have many segments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Love it about putting up with the package you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It was different for us men, most women were driven by straight forward rules of trying to keep their mate and protect their family. But men were driven by more complex evolutionary needs, and those didn't have to interfere with the family or the job of protecting the people they loved, did they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do what makes you happy. Tell the people you love that you love them. Forget about waiting for a rainy day. Do it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be kind to yourself. Love yourself. Nobody else is going to be able to if you don't first. It's a hard lesson, that one, but important. If you love yourself, you don't let anyone hurt you. Sounds so obvious, but you're be amazed how long it took me to get that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Be kind to other women. It really works- most of the time. And even on those days when it doesn't, it'll make you feel better inside. And on the outside, actually! Because spite carves out things in your soul and it carves out things on your face too, the sort of lines that dermatologists say are from the sun or smoking, and are really from spite.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-4652557928653370803?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4652557928653370803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=4652557928653370803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4652557928653370803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4652557928653370803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/once-in-lifetime.html' title='Once in a Lifetime'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-7685425254791603017</id><published>2009-11-07T08:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:21:22.470+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satisfaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>the tendency to complicate things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvSOuJSMdEI/AAAAAAAACns/PlyVdowxBMs/s1600-h/DSC_0304_lzn-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvSOuJSMdEI/AAAAAAAACns/PlyVdowxBMs/s400/DSC_0304_lzn-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401098776541426754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I think of all the people I know, the way they live and deal with things, the way they solve their problems, the 'problems' they have .. whether big or small, their future plans and how they protect their families and homes.. I see a big difference. A huge difference in people's perspectives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing we all have in common, is the fact that no matter how happy we are.. and no matter how peaceful our life is, we always tend to complicate things.. we tend to look for perfection..&lt;br /&gt;there will always be something missing no matter how fulfilling our life is, and there will always be something that is not right no matter how good our life is.&lt;br /&gt;There is something missing. Why can't we just count our blessings and be content! Why can't we ever know the meaning of satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to complain about simple or silly things for those with bigger problems and more serious issues.. they're not the right people to talk to, they don't and won't understand, and you will not be getting the sympathy you are looking for... so you'd better go look for it somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;It is funny though how we seem to look at those as the lucky ones, because for them everything is just simple.. any problem and every problem can be solved. But nothing comes easy.. they went through all the difficult stages to get to where they are and to have this attitude towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that we weigh problems differently makes life easier to bear ..   because it simply makes us more aware of our inner strength and more in control of our emotions and actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-7685425254791603017?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7685425254791603017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=7685425254791603017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7685425254791603017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7685425254791603017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/tendency-to-complicate-things.html' title='the tendency to complicate things'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvSOuJSMdEI/AAAAAAAACns/PlyVdowxBMs/s72-c/DSC_0304_lzn-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-3311519688211346464</id><published>2009-11-07T08:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:06:30.086+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Half of My Heart'/><title type='text'>Half of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iYqf4V0ZlU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iYqf4V0ZlU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-3311519688211346464?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3311519688211346464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=3311519688211346464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/3311519688211346464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/3311519688211346464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/half-of-my-heart.html' title='Half of My Heart'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-3027057931379367007</id><published>2009-11-07T07:25:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:38:04.251+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sofa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kautsch Collection'/><title type='text'>The Kautsch Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.contemporist.com/2009/11/03/the-kautsch-collection-by-carolin-fieber/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvSGd1SIznI/AAAAAAAACnc/rGOVnce_xeA/s400/kautsch_021109_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401089700201549426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carolin Fieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source:&lt;a href="http://www.contemporist.com/2009/11/03/the-kautsch-collection-by-carolin-fieber/"&gt; contemporist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love it. The sofa and rug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-3027057931379367007?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3027057931379367007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=3027057931379367007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/3027057931379367007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/3027057931379367007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/kautsch-collection.html' title='The Kautsch Collection'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SvSGd1SIznI/AAAAAAAACnc/rGOVnce_xeA/s72-c/kautsch_021109_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-1210633079375527760</id><published>2009-11-02T09:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:29:10.914+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalamantina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Kalamantina</title><content type='html'>I just love the smell of a Kalamantina in a winterish night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;a November moment, 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-1210633079375527760?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1210633079375527760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=1210633079375527760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1210633079375527760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/1210633079375527760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/kalamantina.html' title='Kalamantina'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-660170940284607388</id><published>2009-11-02T08:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:16:31.108+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>do you believe in SiGNs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Su3xXyd7LSI/AAAAAAAACnU/yfHt3rNLyKc/s1600-h/DSC_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Su3xXyd7LSI/AAAAAAAACnU/yfHt3rNLyKc/s400/DSC_0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399236919273663778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Signs.. I believe that if we are lost, and we pray sincerely for guidance and direction we often get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs.. we ignore them 99.9% of the time, but we still end up with other valid ones that we can't neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I find it hard to sleep at night, and when my mind can't just rest, I end up having dreams which scare me because of their accurate reflection of my reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last night I dreamt that as I walk I keep falling, but the last time I fell I was holding my younger sister's hand, and she managed to pull me and make me stand up again. As I stood up, I opened my eyes to realize that it was only a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then other nights when -in my head the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe's&lt;/span&gt;' and the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if's&lt;/span&gt;' keep popping, I happen to get a sign that makes all my doubts vanish and I would wake up the next day feeling much better and more certain of my present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hard as some decisions seem to be, and as difficult it is to accept certain things that come our way.. there's always a sign that makes things easier, smoother, and more cheerful. All we need to do is to look closely, open our minds and eyes, and believe that a sign will eventually appear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-660170940284607388?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/660170940284607388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=660170940284607388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/660170940284607388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/660170940284607388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-you-believe-in-signs.html' title='do you believe in SiGNs?'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Su3xXyd7LSI/AAAAAAAACnU/yfHt3rNLyKc/s72-c/DSC_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-6820014836136319835</id><published>2009-11-01T11:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:11:02.032+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOME'/><title type='text'>The warmest place ...</title><content type='html'>... in this whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SuzRx1dWyCI/AAAAAAAACnM/nXfTGDy6u24/s1600-h/screen-capture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SuzRx1dWyCI/AAAAAAAACnM/nXfTGDy6u24/s400/screen-capture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398920707404384290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-6820014836136319835?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6820014836136319835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=6820014836136319835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6820014836136319835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6820014836136319835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/warmest-place.html' title='The warmest place ...'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SuzRx1dWyCI/AAAAAAAACnM/nXfTGDy6u24/s72-c/screen-capture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-4207531608492508617</id><published>2009-10-31T00:13:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:34:54.261+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decoration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>contemporary &amp; modern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/architectare/3650979231/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Surm6uuLLrI/AAAAAAAACnE/T8BzUBXf1Wg/s320/screen-capture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381000005463730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jlcstudio.blogspot.com/2008/01/light-up-your-life.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Surm6BNqsOI/AAAAAAAACm0/k2s_MUObXDo/s320/coll_arco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380987789521122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.porhomme.com/2009/08/henrik-pederson-x-frandsen-projekt-bait-floor-lamp/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Surm6aW-XeI/AAAAAAAACm8/XrW4K6OGXSM/s320/hendrik-pederson-frandsen-projekt-bait-floor-lamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380994539445730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jlcstudio.blogspot.com/2008/01/light-up-your-life.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Surm6Fr5OTI/AAAAAAAACms/yipkv1IIYng/s320/bauhaus+lamp+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398380988990044466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love them - those arc floor lamps.&lt;br /&gt;They make rooms look cosier and so very stylish. I want it and I will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-4207531608492508617?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4207531608492508617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=4207531608492508617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4207531608492508617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4207531608492508617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/contemporary-modern.html' title='contemporary &amp; modern'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Surm6uuLLrI/AAAAAAAACnE/T8BzUBXf1Wg/s72-c/screen-capture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-6422055871024817343</id><published>2009-10-30T23:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:11:28.101+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>Glad it's back</title><content type='html'>For the first time ever I am happy that it's raining, not only that but I am happy that winter is coming.. this year winter for me is a reminder of sweet things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the coziness of being home.. being warm when it is cold outside. It is a reminder of LH leather gloves, hat and yellow/ dark blue scarves. It is drinking hot coffe/ hot chocolate and tea.. It is wearing layers and gaining as much weight and being able to hide it all under big jackets.. It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kastana&lt;/span&gt;!! It is sitting close to heaters with a hot drink and a book to read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is snuggling under the covers with my head peeking out looking at the rain splashing on the window..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad it's back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-6422055871024817343?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6422055871024817343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=6422055871024817343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6422055871024817343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/6422055871024817343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/glad-its-back.html' title='Glad it&apos;s back'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-7174866216108045975</id><published>2009-10-29T10:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:32:56.519+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taken by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>to live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujUKwWEjnI/AAAAAAAACmk/Y9fDcOdwLXQ/s1600-h/screen-capture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujUKwWEjnI/AAAAAAAACmk/Y9fDcOdwLXQ/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397797434644794994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were raised hearing those sentences..&lt;br /&gt;We are stronger because we believe in them..&lt;br /&gt;We find peace of mind when we say them..&lt;br /&gt;We learn to believe when we believe in them&lt;br /&gt;We learn to hope because we know them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn not to give up.. we learn to accept and move on.. we learn to enjoy and look forward.. we learn to forgive and forget.. we learn to work hard because we will be rewarded .. we learn to be patient because our prayers will be answered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learn to live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ورزقكم في السماء وما توعدون&lt;br /&gt;اللهم أجرني في مصيبتي واخلف لي خيرأ منها&lt;br /&gt;                                  لو إضطلعتم على الغيب لإخترتم الواقع&lt;br /&gt;حسبي الله ونعم الوكيل&lt;br /&gt;تفائلوا بالخير تجدوه&lt;br /&gt;وعلى الله فليتوكل المتوكلون&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-7174866216108045975?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7174866216108045975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=7174866216108045975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7174866216108045975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7174866216108045975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-live.html' title='to live'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujUKwWEjnI/AAAAAAAACmk/Y9fDcOdwLXQ/s72-c/screen-capture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-8558635228892676643</id><published>2009-10-29T09:33:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:01:27.412+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Inspirational</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujLMlMhGjI/AAAAAAAACmM/3NPASyqFhHc/s1600-h/screen-capture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujLMlMhGjI/AAAAAAAACmM/3NPASyqFhHc/s400/screen-capture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397787570407021106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Never break four things in our life- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust, Relation, Promise &amp;amp; Heart&lt;/span&gt; because when they break, the don't make noise but pains a lot? - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In a day, when you don't come across any problems, you can be sure that you are traveling in a wrong path - Swami Vivekananda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If someone feels that they had never made a mistake in their life, then it means they had never tried a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new thing in their life&lt;/span&gt; - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Three sentences for getting success: Know more than other, Work more than other, Expect less than other - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I will not say I failed 1000 times, I will say that I discovered 1000 ways that can cause failure - Thomas Alva Edison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you judge people, you have no time to love them&lt;/span&gt; - Mother Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-8558635228892676643?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8558635228892676643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=8558635228892676643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/8558635228892676643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/8558635228892676643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspirational.html' title='Inspirational'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SujLMlMhGjI/AAAAAAAACmM/3NPASyqFhHc/s72-c/screen-capture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-7363351876543256543</id><published>2009-10-28T09:12:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:26:22.921+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HBO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>I miss you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SudxheJeemI/AAAAAAAACl8/ppU67TaCGDk/s1600-h/dexter-season-4-poster__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SudxheJeemI/AAAAAAAACl8/ppU67TaCGDk/s400/dexter-season-4-poster__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397407498269260386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- I miss you &lt;em&gt;Dexter&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt; I wish I can get a hold of season 4   :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-7363351876543256543?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7363351876543256543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=7363351876543256543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7363351876543256543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/7363351876543256543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you...'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/SudxheJeemI/AAAAAAAACl8/ppU67TaCGDk/s72-c/dexter-season-4-poster__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23163025.post-4813224830666711925</id><published>2009-10-27T19:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:00:24.958+11:00</updated><title type='text'>If I can only avoid,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sua2iYx52OI/AAAAAAAACl0/Ysyrxp3OqUM/s1600-h/screen-capture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sua2iYx52OI/AAAAAAAACl0/Ysyrxp3OqUM/s400/screen-capture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397201905333688546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life would be wonderful!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23163025-4813224830666711925?l=dudettesblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4813224830666711925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23163025&amp;postID=4813224830666711925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4813224830666711925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23163025/posts/default/4813224830666711925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudettesblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-can-only-avoid.html' title='If I can only avoid,,,'/><author><name>and life goes on...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535072465463630990</uri><email>dimafaris@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11294762073698568346'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X_9pB59oC-4/Sua2iYx52OI/AAAAAAAACl0/Ysyrxp3OqUM/s72-c/screen-capture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>