<?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-3493311201699987711</id><updated>2009-11-16T02:56:51.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Always living the life of the rich and famous. My wealth is in the smiles and laughter of my husband and children</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-3168950303910946666</id><published>2009-11-15T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:40:01.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Wish'/><title type='text'>A Birthday Wish For Clarissa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SwDXI-JkdGI/AAAAAAAADUA/Bkc_8ay8dOo/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SwDXJIQRpTI/AAAAAAAADUE/zeXWPy53oho/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though we only met through blogging, I know in my heart that you are a great person, honest, humble and loving,&amp;#160; a true friend indeed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAPY BIRTHDAY to you and I wish you all the happiness and all the smiles in the whole wide world. Muah!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-3168950303910946666?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/3168950303910946666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=3168950303910946666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3168950303910946666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3168950303910946666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/operation-smile-for-clarissa.html' title='A Birthday Wish For Clarissa'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-3749776782957064557</id><published>2009-11-13T18:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:23:48.433-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>I Made it!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes I did..I made it to and from Tennessee in one piece, no scratch..only, stiffed legs, numb butt and turned- white knuckles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..I can't believe that I had the guts to drive to TN, it's actually a 2.5 hours away nonstop. But, of course we needed to stop somewhere to eat and use the restroom. We left the house around 9AM and we got to Jen's house around 1230PM, not bad I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that my FIL helped me navigate. I had a map printed out, I had GPS programmed to where I need to go, and of course I had my co-pilot with me. But, without my FIL help, I don't know if I would be able to find my way. That GPS was kind of confusing. I'd rather read the road signs above me than listen to a machine talking saying " about 100 ft. make right, and keep left" hehehe..ano raw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FIL was making conversation so that I relax a little, he can see that I was holding the stirring wheel so tight that he can see my knuckles were turning white (kaitim ko kaya, nakikita niyang  namumuti na ang mga kamay ko sa kawalan ng dugo)&lt;br /&gt;I am used to driving at least 65mp to a 55mph road, and this road I took yesterday was an interstate that the maximum speed was 70mph, and of course because I am kaskasera, I was running mostly 80 and sometimes, a little bit over (nerbyos si biyenan, baka mahuli raw kami ng hagad!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that when you change lane on a busy fast road, as long as you know it's safe to move over, just turn your signal and worry only about the car in front of you, and not the one behind you. I was so scared to get hit by the car behind me, and I forgot about the car in front of me..My FIL said " slow down Liz, slow down" since I almost hit the one in front of me, I am so glad that I was so alert to step on my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I scared my FIL so many times, I don't know if he would ever ride with me if I had to do long drive next time. But he said, I did good.. My husband always tell me when I offer to drive when we need to go somewhere, he values his life, so when we go out , he drives. I scare him when I drive, and I get a lot of criticism that make me want to hit him so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all Folks, Now, I can go to TN by myself, and I would be able to visit my friend Jen of &lt;a href="http://henelynnheidt.blogspot.com"&gt;The Loves of my Life&lt;/a&gt;, she's so sweet. She made Sinigang and Laing for us and watched Wrozlie while me and my mother and Alex went to the Department of Health..Even my FIL said that she is such a nice woman..Thanks my dear friend..You are very hospitable, luv you, muah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-3749776782957064557?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/3749776782957064557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=3749776782957064557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3749776782957064557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3749776782957064557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-made-it.html' title='I Made it!!!'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-7378688254210460905</id><published>2009-11-11T14:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:46:24.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GT: Fave Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsildODdyI/AAAAAAAADRs/pP0HEMdHIVU/s1600-h/GIRL%27S%20TALK%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="GIRL&amp;#39;S TALK" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="129" alt="GIRL&amp;#39;S TALK" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsiluIcQ7I/AAAAAAAADRw/JsiFLpwWy6Q/GIRL%27S%20TALK_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsimPMoP1I/AAAAAAAADR0/XAhIOu9GeuY/s1600-h/image%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="133" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsimY4jGjI/AAAAAAAADR4/KQPlPDFX-iA/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First Favorite: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;Kisses with almonds…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I am not trying to copy my Kumareng Niko, but..this is my number one favorite of all. When I go grocery shopping, I always buy Hershey’s Kisses with almonds. Even when we were in Korea, I don’t like chocolates when it’s plain, kakasawa agad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svsim-KShwI/AAAAAAAADR8/TZ7Nf34T7Mk/s1600-h/image%5B8%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="134" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsincMreKI/AAAAAAAADSA/4CFC816YD2U/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Second Favorite: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;Hersheys Cookies and Creme..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvsinpF5JpI/AAAAAAAADSE/bZ6D4PqAJ-Q/s1600-h/image%5B11%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="96" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svsiny1sziI/AAAAAAAADSI/powQjMC4FJ0/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Third Favorite:&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;Snickers bar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My hubby knows that this is one of my faves, so when he stops by at gasoline station and I am with him, he gets&amp;#160; Reeses chocolates for himself and I will have this Snickers bar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For more chocolate entries, &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/2009/11/my-fave-chocolate-ever.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. You want to share yours too??? Head on to Girls Rule and join this &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/2009/11/my-fave-chocolate-ever.html"&gt;Meme&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a sweet day to all!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-7378688254210460905?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/7378688254210460905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=7378688254210460905&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7378688254210460905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7378688254210460905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/gt-fave-chocolate.html' title='GT: Fave Chocolate'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-5928287910261811540</id><published>2009-11-10T21:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:57:01.923-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>Getting Nervous</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Why??&amp;#160; Because I will drive to Tennessee on Thursday, it’s my mom’s doctors appointment and since my hubby has to work, he can’t drive us. I also want to learn to drive going a little farther than Walmart and the mall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I will have the GPS with me, and Rodney will enter the route that will not take me to the city of Nashville which I am dreading to pass by. He said that there is a road that will go around the city and not too complicated. I looked it up on Google map and he was right. I had to take I-65 North&amp;#160; and then ext I-24 and voila, I will be in TN. It’s the speed that I was worried about, but, I can stay on the slow lane where I can just run 70mph or the minimum which is 65mph. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; But, even if Rodney said that it would be easy, I asked him if I can ask my FIL to ride with us. He will just navigate and I will do the driving. I just want my first time going there to be not traumatic for me. After this trip, I can go on my own. Can’t wait. I am already praying for our safety. I will have precious cargo in my backseat..Hmmm!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I will update you all after I get back. I know I can do it..I trust myself and I know I am brave enough. We will leave around 8am and be back after the appointment. If it’s too scary for me, I will ask my FIL to drive, hehehe!!! I know he won’t mind. His grandkids would be with us, so he needs to think of their safety too. I would only ask him, if I know that I won’t make it. Hopefully we don’t have to travel in the dark, since I am blind as a bat when I drive during the night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wish me luck and pray for us!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-5928287910261811540?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/5928287910261811540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=5928287910261811540&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5928287910261811540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5928287910261811540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-nervous.html' title='Getting Nervous'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-4385038179297171524</id><published>2009-11-09T09:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:31:49.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goddaughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS'/><title type='text'>My Newest Inaanak, SATI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svg1l8A8ePI/AAAAAAAADRc/Ng-f56VO92M/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="167" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svg1mdhktsI/AAAAAAAADRg/L24AtVPXwDg/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kala nyo patatalo ako huh! I had to grab this picture from &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/"&gt;Niko,&lt;/a&gt; so I can post about my newest Inaanak..See? even if I am not in the Philippines I can be a Godmother, and it’s great that since I started blogging, now I have 2 inaanaks from my 2 blog friends, and I am so proud to say that I am a member of Marce Club.. When it rains it pours talaga.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See how cute my Inaanak is? grabe huh, sarap kurutin ng pisngi. Although I already have 4 kids and promised that I won’t have anymore, I can’t stop wanting a baby when I see one. Di bale, tong mga babies na to eh mga anak ko na rin naman, so sila na lang ang titiltilin ko ng halik at yakap kapag nakita ko sila, hehehe!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sobrang excitement ko, nakalimutan ko na ilagay na anak siya ni Kumareng Pehpot, ng &lt;a href="http://www.pehpot.com/"&gt;Make or Break&lt;/a&gt;..hikhik hik, sorry Marce, cute kasi ni Sati, nakalimutan na kita…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marce Club (Godmothers of Sati) consists of: Me (of course), &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/"&gt;Niko&lt;/a&gt;, F&lt;a href="http://fedhz.com/"&gt;edhz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://penname30.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yami,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mommawannabe.com/"&gt;Jade&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://adualcareermom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seiko&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wahmaholic.com/"&gt;Kaye&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sati is a lucky girl, since she has 2 wonderful parents, and she has so may beautiful and great Godmothers. I can’t speak for her Godfathers, but… I know that her parents would chose the ones that they know would love Sati like their own..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Welcome to the world my dear Inaanak!!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-4385038179297171524?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/4385038179297171524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=4385038179297171524&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/4385038179297171524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/4385038179297171524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-newest-inaanak-sati.html' title='My Newest Inaanak, SATI!'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-1592503771760606214</id><published>2009-11-09T07:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:57:49.956-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>NENO’S AWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svgf2sJmyGI/AAAAAAAADRU/R7SclO2pRx8/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="204" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Svgf3d3ighI/AAAAAAAADRY/FTl45QED25U/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This award is from Ate Cecile of &lt;a href="http://thekenyonscorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Things That Matter Most&lt;/a&gt; and Yami of &lt;a href="http://penname30.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mom Writes for a Cause&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;#160; they’re so&amp;#160; nice&amp;#160; to extended this award to me. Thank you so much. You always think of me..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;The Neno’s Award Rules and Regulations:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. As a dedication for those who love blogging and love to encourage friendships through blogging.   &lt;br /&gt;2. To seek the reasons why we all love blogging.    &lt;br /&gt;3. Put the award in one post as soon as you receive it.    &lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t forget to mention the person who gives you the award.    &lt;br /&gt;5. Answer the award’s question by writing the reason why you love blogging.    &lt;br /&gt;6. Tag and distribute the award to as many people as you like.    &lt;br /&gt;7. Don’t forget to notify the award receivers and put their links in your post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;When I created this blog, my purpose was to blog about things that going on around me. About my personal life, including my family and friends. Sometimes I reminisce the past and I blog about it too. Blogging can be some kind of therapy to other people since they can voice out their feelings. They can express their deepest thought through writing and it helps to lighten up their burden if they have some. When I am happy, I write about it, when I am sad, I do too. And my friends would give me comfort through their thoughtful comment, words of wisdom. I am so glad that I created this blogsite, through the encouragement of my cousin Edna of &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydigihome.info/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;My Digihome.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I am passing this award to all my friends who come&amp;#160; and visit me here. I want to share this with you all…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-1592503771760606214?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/1592503771760606214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=1592503771760606214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/1592503771760606214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/1592503771760606214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/nenos-award.html' title='NENO’S AWARD'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-8806839712311273685</id><published>2009-11-08T10:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:30:13.021-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Precaution'/><title type='text'>FALL Makes a Mess…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hehehe, well that’s what I can say..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our backyard is covered with dried leaves, same as our front yard and also our driveway. It was last week when I had the scare of my life. I came back from the store and I was going up our driveway. It rained prior to me going to the store. When I was going up, my car was backing&amp;#160; down, no matter how I step on the gas, I was slipping down.&amp;#160; I was sweating to death, if I backed&amp;#160; down, there’s a possibility that I can fall off our neighbor’s front yard (across the street from us) and it’s a little steep too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had to turn off my car at the foot of our driveway, but I felt that if I took&amp;#160; my foot off the break, it will back down to the road. But I didn’t have any choice. I can’t even call home since I didn’t have my cell phone with me, and I didn’t see anybody that can see my situation. I had to take a chance of getting out of the car, but it’s on park. I even forgot my key, ran to the house, called Rodney and told him that the car is stuck at the driveway. It’s a little cold and without his shirt on, he went to my car and stepped on the gas so hard that it was making so much noise. It had a hard time going up. When he finally was able to park it, he told me it’s the wet leaves that made my tires slipping down the driveway. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So now, we make sure that we clean our driveway,&amp;#160; if it’s dry, it’s alright but when it rains and the leaves are wet, I won’t go anywhere. It’s scary enough that I was about to&amp;#160; drop by at my neighbor’s front yard without a notice, hehehe. Rodney doesn’t have problems with his truck, his is a 4 wheel drive, mine is not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just a precaution, if your driveway is steep, please clean it up and get rid of all those dried leaves that will get wet when it rains, or even when it snowed.&amp;#160; I learned my lesson the hard way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great day everyone!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-8806839712311273685?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/8806839712311273685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=8806839712311273685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8806839712311273685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8806839712311273685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-makes-mess.html' title='FALL Makes a Mess…'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-8689878065896391230</id><published>2009-11-05T06:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:07:41.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GIRL’S TALK: FAVE DRINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIUnCPbQI/AAAAAAAADOU/FXCULypMmbA/s1600-h/GIRL%27S%20TALK%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="GIRL&amp;#39;S TALK" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="129" alt="GIRL&amp;#39;S TALK" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIU-D573I/AAAAAAAADOY/TBTVd20rFhA/GIRL%27S%20TALK_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since it’s Thursday once again, time for my &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;Kumareng Niko’s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meme, and of course I will not miss it for the world. This week we are going to talk about favorite drink. Hmmm..Do I have fave drink? I guess, I do.. It depends upon the time of day though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MORNING- &lt;font color="#000080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;…a mug full to be exact.. I have to have coffee (sugar and cream)&amp;#160; unless we are going to have a long drive, then I won’t drink anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIVG_FEbI/AAAAAAAADOc/wLopDZOg500/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="220" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIVvPhJsI/AAAAAAAADOg/7lFUdg5CENg/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;AFTERNOON- &lt;font color="#000080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sprite or Orange Soda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;- I can have soda during the day, but lately I was trying to stay away from it due to my Gastritis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIWK78qWI/AAAAAAAADOk/P8z6i04Mk9Q/s1600-h/image%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIWSqVXqI/AAAAAAAADOo/EB9fn4-dPOM/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIWvN5mfI/AAAAAAAADOs/rvcbIM7WFF8/s1600-h/image%5B10%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIXdqAj9I/AAAAAAAADOw/pK_vh751ohg/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;DINNER BUFFET- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;Water&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Hehehe..they said that when you are eating in a buffet, don’t drink anything carbonated or you will get full quick. Naku ha, eh sayang naman ang bayad kung mabubusog ako agad. Kaya water with lemon lang, para masulit, di ba??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIX4SWfNI/AAAAAAAADO0/MUB8nLj5B7w/s1600-h/image%5B14%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SvLIYXABSPI/AAAAAAAADO4/NcC07UN8XsQ/image_thumb%5B6%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all Folks, and I know you also have your favorite drinks. You can join this Meme by clicking this &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;LINK&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Til next week.. Have a great day everyone..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-8689878065896391230?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/8689878065896391230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=8689878065896391230&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8689878065896391230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8689878065896391230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/girls-talk-fave-drink.html' title='GIRL’S TALK: FAVE DRINK'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-8449780090534539167</id><published>2009-11-02T07:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T07:17:18.042-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipino Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Filipino American Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We were invited to a Filipino American Halloween party and it was great. I met a lot of Filipinas and they were all nice. I am so glad that my GI doctor introduced me to Kuya David and Ate Norma, and the couple invited us to attend their Halloween party, and I was thankful that my hubby agreed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had to drive my car since Rodney’s truck can only accommodate 6 people, and there’s 7 of us. I had to follow him and driving with the maximum speed of 70mph was alright Rodney made sure he didn’t go fast so I can follow, as long as it’s like at least 930pm, not a lot of traffic.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bTdgOZbI/AAAAAAAADMY/YfbLsS7MFnE/s1600-h/100_2120%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2120" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="100_2120" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bTkuxE7I/AAAAAAAADMc/hpznHfP-N3s/100_2120_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we left for the party, only Dan was nowhere to be found.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bT3uyzVI/AAAAAAAADMg/SOeGfIRSzyw/s1600-h/100_2107%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2107" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2107" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bULcFvjI/AAAAAAAADMk/6BqQpcaiisY/100_2107_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids posing for the camera.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bUVEJIeI/AAAAAAAADMo/rhYSuh6T_1M/s1600-h/100_2139%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2139" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2139" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bUgVMT9I/AAAAAAAADMs/a9Ey5w2ns2g/100_2139_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wrozlie and Alex wiggling on the dance floor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bU9qeb1I/AAAAAAAADMw/dokLtwFHngc/s1600-h/100_2138%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2138" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2138" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bVPkcHBI/AAAAAAAADM0/HxZwVh-LxKY/100_2138_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Roan dancing “ Beat It” with Dan in the background.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bVXjyNOI/AAAAAAAADM4/isM-DKjYxzs/s1600-h/100_2146%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2146" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2146" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bV4slmCI/AAAAAAAADM8/34CaDwcIHSE/100_2146_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; Kids being gathered for the Costume contest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bWG1I1PI/AAAAAAAADNA/CZ1cFy878iI/s1600-h/100_2145%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2145" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="100_2145" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bWUMRLdI/AAAAAAAADNE/36Jvp36rkYI/100_2145_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ate Norma who invited us to the party. Thanks ate Norma, we had a blast! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bWj1refI/AAAAAAAADNI/g1Y67ekwi24/s1600-h/100_2150%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2150" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bXCAlEAI/AAAAAAAADNM/KYHaoZV_jtk/100_2150_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for their turn to be interviewed by the emcee&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bX025KUI/AAAAAAAADNQ/IfpKlDqM4BA/s1600-h/100_2156%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2156" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2156" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bYNvvraI/AAAAAAAADNY/HCprGKlYJe4/100_2156_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alexandra here was pulling the microphone so she can talk. She did it 3 times, so I had to come and grab her, to pull her out of the middle. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bYaanMaI/AAAAAAAADNc/b7XCGwEQ_2c/s1600-h/100_2154%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2154" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="223" alt="100_2154" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bYj7JTgI/AAAAAAAADNg/b_IFm6h8m5k/100_2154_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex being shown to the judges. She was so funny, she didn’t even wait for her turn to get interviewed. She went to the emcee, pulled her microphone down and she said “ Name Ale.. Nowhite” (My name is Alex, I am Snowhite)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bZDxqLOI/AAAAAAAADNk/mj6IsIbF66I/s1600-h/100_2157%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2157" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="232" alt="100_2157" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bZdfUHcI/AAAAAAAADNo/KkUAPb3yDuc/100_2157_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Wrozlie’s turn to be judged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bZjzwh-I/AAAAAAAADNs/EXjVz6Tlgao/s1600-h/100_2158%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2158" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="239" alt="100_2158" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7bZ7_fh_I/AAAAAAAADNw/TnuzOIjtHZc/100_2158_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We&amp;#160; had hay ride too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7baFuTAyI/AAAAAAAADN0/ioNZCm86aYc/s1600-h/100_2167%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2167" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2167" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7baf-TcFI/AAAAAAAADN4/bvg-S0x-YRY/100_2167_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rodney as one of the judges for the Adult Costume contest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7banNY1II/AAAAAAAADN8/9545mEl-j-M/s1600-h/100_2169%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2169" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2169" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Su7ba2IjwGI/AAAAAAAADOA/Dj7b32TdvNA/100_2169_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; The contestants who participated in the contest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We really did have a blast. We are now invited to their Thanksgiving party. I believe I am now a a member of their Filipino Heritage group. Wow, I now belong to a group, wohoo! I brought Leche plan and Chicken Afritada and it went flying. I guess, they liked my cooking..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-8449780090534539167?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/8449780090534539167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=8449780090534539167&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8449780090534539167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8449780090534539167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/11/filipino-american-party.html' title='Filipino American Party'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-2541514749217869143</id><published>2009-10-29T10:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:17:21.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GT: Favorite Accessories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sum78MY8CjI/AAAAAAAADJg/3RzXh9SlIHE/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="129" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sum78ZKiWpI/AAAAAAAADJk/poegkUxrhKI/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am the kind of person who’s not into accessories, I don’t know how to add my ensembles, as long as I have my wedding ring, I am fine, without it, I feel naked. My ear can only wear 14k gold plated, that’s why I only have 1 pair that I bought ( a little pricey),&amp;#160; 10 years ago and I just buy something cheap that would last for a month or two, then when it starts to fade, my ears get infected. Same as necklaces, if it’s lower than 14k gold/silver plated, my skin would itch and I would have a rash that shaped&amp;#160; like&amp;#160; my necklace.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t go anywhere anymore, so, I don’t buy accessories. I don’t wear watch because my skin would get irritated that I would have a round liquidy rashes wherever the metal of that watch touched my skin. I envy those women that can wear anything.&amp;#160; I tried it, but, it didn’t work for me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sum785WWt7I/AAAAAAAADJo/5sHvWBT_yEw/s1600-h/100_2089%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2089" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2089" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sum787SPBlI/AAAAAAAADJs/gY3PGpYLR-U/100_2089_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our Wedding bands…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Rodney doesn’t wear his, because with his job, it can be hazardous, he can lose a finger. and besides he said, it’s too tight on his ring finger, but to loose on his pinky finger. Men!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, this is my share for Thursday Meme.. Sorry Mare, that’s all I got..Sabi mo kasi favorite eh, so ayan!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-2541514749217869143?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/2541514749217869143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=2541514749217869143&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/2541514749217869143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/2541514749217869143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/gt-favorite-accessories.html' title='GT: Favorite Accessories'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-6348031480007000811</id><published>2009-10-28T08:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:07:13.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother and Daughter'/><title type='text'>Little ME</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post this on my Kid’s Site, but decided to put it here on my General site, since it’s about me too, hahaha! I posted my picture on Facebook and 3 comments said I looked like little Wrozlie. Do you think so?? I was probably 29 in this picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuhLIvoUkrI/AAAAAAAADJI/sZcIHzCKUAI/s1600-h/image%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuhLJNnxtuI/AAAAAAAADJM/9wpKMltmswE/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuhLJ4iN7hI/AAAAAAAADJQ/XzpseEIqkxU/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuhLKXjnDrI/AAAAAAAADJU/ynJ1g78aq7w/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SujcIlWlGHI/AAAAAAAADJY/RVppB9NQAZs/s1600-h/lizyoung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SujcIlWlGHI/AAAAAAAADJY/RVppB9NQAZs/s320/lizyoung.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397806193427421298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrozlie and Liz Barnett. Mother and daughter . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;La lang, gusto lang mag post, hehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-6348031480007000811?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/6348031480007000811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=6348031480007000811&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/6348031480007000811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/6348031480007000811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-me.html' title='Little ME'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SujcIlWlGHI/AAAAAAAADJY/RVppB9NQAZs/s72-c/lizyoung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-785450043841397647</id><published>2009-10-26T08:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T08:10:09.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>In Loving Memory of my Dad…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Dad’s name is Honorio Bautista Agustin. He was born in Laur Nueva Ecija on October 31, 1938.&amp;#160; I will not go into details coz it always makes me sad when I think of him. Just by writing this post, I can feel my tears already.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was 2002 of November when they finally came to United States. He was so happy. He went through a lot of poverty while he was growing up. His only wish was to get out of the Philippines and have a comfortable life with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe62XoPUI/AAAAAAAADIk/-un4J3cHG8c/s1600-h/Scanned1025091111%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scanned1025091111" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="165" alt="Scanned1025091111" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe7EJv0FI/AAAAAAAADIo/wIm2np5mzSc/Scanned1025091111_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;font face="br" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Halloween 2003 and his 66th birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My parents were so excited to come over. We were in Alabama when they first arrived. Then we moved to Illinois, to be close to my aunt May of 2003. We had our good times, going out, apple picking, Halloween and all. I am so glad, I was able to make them comfortable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe7rqWfcI/AAAAAAAADIs/V7YUVr3DM6E/s1600-h/Scanned1025091111111111%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scanned1025091111111111" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="165" alt="Scanned1025091111111111" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe71KfO2I/AAAAAAAADIw/uIhq5Z9wy4A/Scanned1025091111111111_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;font face="brad" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan, Rodney, Roan, and my parents October 2003&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;February 2004 when he got sick and diagnosed with Colon Cancer. We knew he’s not going to live longer. He had his Radiation treatment , but it didn’t work. Cancer spread out through his lungs and liver. He started to deteriorate. Sept. when doctor said, he had only 6 months to live. I cannot accept that..I cannot accept the fact that my father was dying.&amp;#160; I cried every night, I didn’t even want to look at him, it hurts me to know that in 6 months time, I won’t see him anymore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe74VAN3I/AAAAAAAADI0/WyfmAY6ZmaA/s1600-h/Scanned10250911111111111%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scanned10250911111111111" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="Scanned10250911111111111" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe8IG1l9I/AAAAAAAADI4/ruzR6CU8VV8/Scanned10250911111111111_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font face="brad" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents and Roan, October 2003 Yorktown Mall, Illinois&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Doctor said, he can have Chemotherapy but, it will not cure his cancer, only prolong his agony. His only wish was to go back home to the Philippines if he was about to die. They went home September 27, 2004. A month after that, he passed away. I wasn’t able to come home for his funeral since we just came back from the Philippines for a vacation that July of the same year, and we didn’t have the money.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe8gOoKRI/AAAAAAAADI8/3bT7UWZCHvk/s1600-h/Scanned102509111111111111%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Scanned102509111111111111" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="Scanned102509111111111111" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuWe84455yI/AAAAAAAADJE/Mket4tyhhcs/Scanned102509111111111111_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="brad" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents and I, June 2000 when I went to the Philippines for a visit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until now, I still cannot believe that he’s gone. I look at his pictures and I am still thinking he’s alive. I didn’t want to remember those times that he was so skinny and deteriorating. In my heart he’s still here, singing, playing guitar..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To you Papa, although I wasn’t able to give you all the wealth that you were dreaming of, I know that you are so happy for me, I know that you are watching over us. and will guide us forever. If you were alive now, you will be 71 years old on Halloween.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Dad’s 5th Death Anniversary on the 27th of October.&amp;#160; Gosh, 5 years has passed. Time flew so fast..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-785450043841397647?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/785450043841397647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=785450043841397647&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/785450043841397647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/785450043841397647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-loving-memory-of-my-dad.html' title='In Loving Memory of my Dad…'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-1527674124691364124</id><published>2009-10-22T07:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:04:39.197-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GT: Favorite Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZuhD04_F3k/Sq27hnp8hGI/AAAAAAAAASE/cFFfRxjepIU/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It’s Thursday one more time, and of course, I will never miss a week of posting on this Meme that my Kumareng Niko created.   &lt;p&gt;Dress! here in America, when you say DRESS, meaning “&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;bestida&lt;/font&gt;” in the Philippines..and I hardly wear one, since I am a t-shirt and jean kind of gal. But, since this week’s topic is about favorite dress, I had to dig out the box under our stairs and get these few dresses that I had been staring at (every summer) for the longest time. I wore it last night and asked my hubby to take a picture and it made it’s way back in the box for next summer, ehehehe!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;NOTE:&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;Pardon the looks of a stay at home mom who was ready for bed and thought of having pictorial so she can have entry for today’s Meme…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKTAM5TuI/AAAAAAAADGg/ft6SS6ceNg4/s1600-h/100_2061%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2061" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="100_2061" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKTXy2soI/AAAAAAAADGk/W6MHyUnJeGY/100_2061_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was pregnant with Alexandra (2006), I can barely walk coz I had humongous belly, and while looking for something, I seen this dress that my cousin was&amp;#160; about to put in the garbage since she didn’t like it anymore. I told her “ I will take it, I might wear it 10 years from now” So for 3 years, every summer time, it would be hanging in my closet and I will look at it, thinking when am I going to wear it.&amp;#160; For today’s Meme, I was able to.. Now, it fits me, since I lost all the&amp;#160; fat..but..I lost the boobs, wahhhhh! So, it looks awful without boobs to fill the chest part..&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKTh1rg_I/AAAAAAAADGo/jDwOuGZLj5w/s1600-h/100_2062%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2062" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="100_2062" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKUR9skbI/AAAAAAAADGs/VbTHnJsuxeM/100_2062_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We attended a birthday party last March 2008, and they wanted us to wear a dress. I had to go to Goodwill to find one that I can wear. I found this and it was $4.99, I am cheap when it comes to stuff like this. When I wore it to the party, I had to find the “body girdle” the one from chest to the hips, that way, it can hide my straight body and will give me a little curve. The girdle was too tight, I thought I was going to turn purple while at the party. I can’t even eat a lot, for I thought the whole dress was going to explode. Whew, that was a painful party for me. Now, I can wear it without any girdle, wohoo!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKUhSJUiI/AAAAAAAADGw/mQsN8SnCg18/s1600-h/100_2063%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2063" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="100_2063" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKUgevUFI/AAAAAAAADG0/2UU6TlMuFhk/100_2063_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one was a hand me down from my friend Jen, who lives in TN, she said, she didn’t want it, so she gave it to me. Hand me downs are my favorite of all.. If you have something you want to get rid of,&amp;#160; think of me first.. I am not into this type of outfit, but..I only posed for the picture..Hahaha.. My hubby was so patient enough to take my picture and I am glad that he didn’t say anything about buttons flying all over the place ( kasi kapag nagsuot ako ng masikip at may buttons, iilag na yun, kasi baka tamaan daw siya!) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKVPJI6ZI/AAAAAAAADG4/IwfUOWY5-hI/s1600-h/image%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/SuBKVoMD3ZI/AAAAAAAADHA/62XolvnNN8M/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is ME and my favorite outfit. Shirt and pants.. taken 11-2008 with my now resting Honda civic…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all Folks, sorry, I cannot give you&amp;#160; better pictures, since these are all I got. Join us too and have fun showing your favorite, dress, tops, outfit, what have you..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-1527674124691364124?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/1527674124691364124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=1527674124691364124&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/1527674124691364124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/1527674124691364124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/gt-favorite-dress.html' title='GT: Favorite Dress'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZuhD04_F3k/Sq27hnp8hGI/AAAAAAAAASE/cFFfRxjepIU/s72-c/girls+talk+badge.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-3254084860590986055</id><published>2009-10-21T11:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:34:17.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Sister Tag from Ate Cecile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/St84B1ggnRI/AAAAAAAADGY/OePwEaieiig/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/St84CCAFXSI/AAAAAAAADGc/1pS9SklDTPQ/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wonderful Tag is from Ate Cecile of &lt;a href="http://www.mcrjk2008.com/"&gt;Life is Good and Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you ate Cecile for regarding me as one of your sisters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="br" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be the kind of women that when your feet hit the floor each morning,          &lt;br /&gt;The devil says &amp;quot;Oh Crap, She's Up.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sister, life is too short to wake up with regrets.    &lt;br /&gt;So love the people who treat you right.     &lt;br /&gt;Love the ones who don't just because you can.     &lt;br /&gt;Believe in everything happens for a reason.     &lt;br /&gt;If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands.     &lt;br /&gt;If it changes your life, let it.     &lt;br /&gt;Kiss slowly. Forgive quickly.     &lt;br /&gt;God never said life would be easy.     &lt;br /&gt;He just promise it would be worth it.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="bra"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is sister's day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To the cool women that have touched my life.    &lt;br /&gt;this is for you.....LOVE U!!!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="br" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Tag all your sisters, mothers, daughters, aunts, girlfriends,     &lt;br /&gt;Including &lt;a href="http://www.mcrjk2008.com/"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; if I am like one. If you get tag back seven times, you are loved.     &lt;br /&gt;Happy sister's day! LOVE YA SISTA!!!     &lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend and sisters WEEK.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am tagging all of my Blogging World SISTAH!!!!&amp;#160; yes, YOU, all of YOU!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-3254084860590986055?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/3254084860590986055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=3254084860590986055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3254084860590986055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3254084860590986055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/sister-tag-from-ate-cecile.html' title='Sister Tag from Ate Cecile'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-7214111365381937135</id><published>2009-10-18T05:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T05:21:05.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suzuki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Car'/><title type='text'>My Advanced Christmas, Valentine, Anniversary Gift.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was Friday when Wrozlie and I were running around to get stuff done before we went to my Parents-In-Law’s house , since we were giving my MIL a surprise birthday party ( just us, hehehe). We first stopped by at the library, then went to Walmart, to get a cake and some food. We were freezing inside my car since it doesn’t have any heater. I was complaining that we were cold, Wrozlie was coughing and my hands were like icicles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday morning, Rodney&amp;#160; left at 6AM , said that he and his brother Ike will go to a Fleamarket and see if he can find something to buy. 3PM came and still no Rodney. While I was on the phone with my aunt Jo, who lives in Oregon, he called and said that I need to get ready in 10 minutes coz&amp;#160; we were going to pick up my car.. I was like, wa..wha…what?? I thought we were going to look for a car. But, hey..this is not the first time my husband did something like this..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When we got to the Car Mart, he pointed to me a particular car..and I told him “ You know, I don’t like white cars” And he said “ That’s what I got you!” I was like “ Oppsss…” Then he said, I can pick any color or any car I want. But, I trust my hubby’s&amp;#160; judgment when it comes to car. He knows what is dependable and what works best. So, I told him, whatever he picked for me was fine..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So there it is..My new BFF&amp;#160; that I will be with everytime I get out of the&amp;#160; house. It will take me wherever I need to go. We have 3 days to decide if we will keep this or we will get another one. Can you imagine 3 days of using it and if we feel that we don’t want it, we can get a different one..What a deal.!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, today Oct. 18th, we will be&amp;#160; off to TN, using this car. We need to get my mom’s medicine and that way too, we can&amp;#160; visit some friends. We will be back Monday night though. It will be Rodney, Wrozlie and myself.. See you then Folks, and I hope you had a great weekend.. We will go to Goodwill, yehey!!! It’s been months… I miss the smell of it, and of course the prices, hahaha!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StrrNsAM-tI/AAAAAAAADGI/yE8pdq3gtpM/s1600-h/image%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StrrOKxBGfI/AAAAAAAADGM/K9z2NLCeuGA/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; 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 &lt;p&gt;This is the reason why I don’t normally take pictures of me and my kids.. I look so brown next to them. But, hey! what can I do, I am a Morena beauty, ehehehe! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StizFXd_DPI/AAAAAAAADFo/QQl1JBEpIHg/s1600-h/image%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="231" alt="image" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StizGNLzpPI/AAAAAAAADFs/LbCZ25mWsWQ/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="com" color="#000080"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrozlie and Mommy also getting pa cute before going our to eat with Jen and Amanda May 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s another proof, hahaha! Gosh! People would think I am their Nanny, wahhhh! It’s OK, since they are both adorable, and they are my girls, I would feel adorable too. If it wasn’t for me, they won’t be as pretty as they are, di ba?? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Stm4obfPiSI/AAAAAAAADGA/xArluXA2to0/s1600-h/100_0720%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_0720" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="222" alt="100_0720" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Stm4oqy5ZzI/AAAAAAAADGE/YhnZZg7lh1A/100_0720_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="com" color="#000080"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roan as a Little Groom at my cousin’s wedding in Quezon Province, June 5th 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Roan is not so white, but he’s so good looking, hehehe..that I would also look like a Nanny next to him. Well, what can I do? I was born tan.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sti5GW9eb9I/AAAAAAAADF4/maNXC6mwsAE/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="232" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Sti5G4x5_WI/AAAAAAAADF8/FoDfQ1L0TVQ/image_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have no problem with Dan, since he’s also tan like me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was playing Cafe World one day, and Wrozlie said why is my avatar’s skin white. She said “ Mommy, you have to change your skin color. You have to put brown!” The nerve!!!! So now, my avatar is brown with black hair. Grrrr!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-7584399470524598055?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/7584399470524598055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=7584399470524598055&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7584399470524598055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7584399470524598055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/kapet-gatas-coffe-and-creamer.html' title='Kape’t Gatas (Coffee and Creamer)'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-8632617566518335749</id><published>2009-10-15T07:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:26:17.987-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastritis'/><title type='text'>I have Gastritis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcY9ObNG5I/AAAAAAAADEM/CzeW46PPV34/s1600-h/image%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: block; border-left-width: 0px; float: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="image" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcY9g5HWeI/AAAAAAAADEQ/g3NSlS_rZaU/image_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had an &lt;a href="http://digestive.niddk.nih.gov/ddiseases/pubs/upperendoscopy/"&gt;Endoscopy&lt;/a&gt; yesterday to check on my esophagus and upper portion of my stomach since I had been complaining of loss of appetite, weight loss and some abdominal pain and too much acid reflux attack. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.google.com/health/ref/Gastritis"&gt;Gastritis&lt;/a&gt; is what the doctor found out and an erosion in the lower third of my esophagus.&amp;#160; No wonder my acid reflux is getting out of hand. They took some specimen&amp;#160; and sent out&amp;#160; for biopsy to check what kind of bacteria that caused this gastritis, so I can be treated correctly. I had been taking&amp;#160; Nexium&amp;#160; for my acid reflux, but I only take it as needed. Lately, I was having this attack everyday and it’s affecting my appetite, and I am losing weight which is not good at all. I wanted to weigh at least 110 lbs. but not in a way that my health is at risk.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, for 2 weeks, I will take Nexium everyday, while waiting for&amp;#160; the result of the biopsy which will take 2 weeks. Hopefully, the erosion in the lining of my stomach is not that bad, so that I won’t need any surgery. Medication can cure this illness and I am hoping that ,that is my case. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-8632617566518335749?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/8632617566518335749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=8632617566518335749&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8632617566518335749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/8632617566518335749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-gastritis.html' title='I have Gastritis'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-7947481487401232820</id><published>2009-10-15T06:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T06:27:16.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GIRL'S TALK: FAVE SHOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZuhD04_F3k/Sq27hnp8hGI/AAAAAAAAASE/cFFfRxjepIU/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's Thursday once again (it just started here in Alabama)and we all know what we are going to show off on this day. Shoes, yes folks, our favorite shoes. I used to collect different kinds of shoes when I was still working. But, since I don't work anymore, all my high heeled and really nice looking shoes were given away to my less fortunate cousins and sister in law in the Philippines who happen to have the same size as me (7)Now I only have few pairs that I keep wearing over and over again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcF_J0i6uI/AAAAAAAADD0/Zz4WxHWiXuc/s1600-h/100_2003%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img title="100_2003" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcF_UzUgrI/AAAAAAAADD4/q1uBbHvadi4/100_2003_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;This is my everyday shoes, I wear them when it's not too cold to expose my feet. I lvoe this Flip Flops since the sole is thin that I can feel my break and gas when I drive. I don't like wearing thick soles for I cannot drive while wearing one of those. So, this is my ultimate favorite of all. I hope it lasts until I find another one. For $10 at SHOE DEPT. it served it's purpose already.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcHDxvdQfI/AAAAAAAADD8/9Ea8Orp24Dc/s1600-h/100_2004%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_2004" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="100_2004" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StcHEIfm5NI/AAAAAAAADEA/0g1nIcQ-eLk/100_2004_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; This is my winter shoes, it's so wore out but hey, I got this from EBAY for $5 when we were still in Korea and I made sure that I bring it with me when we moved back here. I love this one since it has thin sole that I can definitely drive while wearing this.. That's all Folks and thanks for reading this. If you also want to show off some of your girly girl stuff, just click on the badge and voila, you can join.. Have a great day to all!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-7947481487401232820?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/7947481487401232820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=7947481487401232820&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7947481487401232820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7947481487401232820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-talk-fave-shoes.html' title='GIRL&amp;#39;S TALK: FAVE SHOES'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZuhD04_F3k/Sq27hnp8hGI/AAAAAAAAASE/cFFfRxjepIU/s72-c/girls+talk+badge.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-6104598711266846863</id><published>2009-10-13T06:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:50:59.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>AWARD: Best Blogger????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StRpoOzSH5I/AAAAAAAADDc/U5sn9CunK_w/s1600-h/image2.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="145" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/StRpoiokJCI/AAAAAAAADDg/nevQtQMhXl4/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hehehe, I don’t know what kind of award this is, but I received it from Kaye of &lt;a href="http://randomwahmthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Random WAHM Thoughts,&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; thanks Kaye, my newly found Blog friend. Wow, I can’t believe that I already got an award from her, this must be my lucky week..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5 Things I LOVE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. I love to Blog, that’s for sure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I love to read when I have the chance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. I love to cook and eat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. I love to shop around for bargains.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. I love getting awards..Keep sending them to me, hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great day to all!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I am passing this award to everybody who visit me here..Grab it guys, we all deserve it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-6104598711266846863?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/6104598711266846863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=6104598711266846863&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/6104598711266846863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/6104598711266846863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/award-best-blogger.html' title='AWARD: Best Blogger????'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-5034356741912794571</id><published>2009-10-11T12:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:40:24.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>My First Driving Ticket</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yup! I got a ticket, huwahhhhh!!!! It’s been over a year now since I got my Driver’s License, and my goal was, to never had an accident nor ticket for my first year . Hehehe! Well, the no accident, that’s my goal forever, but the no ticket, aside from I don’t like spending money on something that I could’ve avoided, I don’t like any negative record on my driving career.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, it was Tuesday when the Eye Doctor office called and said that my glasses was ready for pick up. So, I went and so excited. I was driving along 6th Avenue (where accident happens all the time) I was watching my distance from the car ahead of me, without thinking that there was a stop light ahead. I was following the car and when I looked up, the light was red, and it was too late for me to stop, if I stopped, I will stop in the middle of the road and there’s a chance that I will get hit by lots of cars. Anyways, I kept going and not even a second later, I noticed a cop car behind me. I was like, “ no way he had seen me, it was just a second ago that I ran in to the red light..” So, I kept driving for few more feet. and all of a sudden, the cop’s car’s&amp;#160; red and blue lights were blinking. I knew it..he saw me ran&amp;#160; in the red lights. Wahhhhh!&amp;#160; I had to stop&amp;#160; in&amp;#160; the parking lot&amp;#160; of Mc Donald’s and while waiting for the cop to come and talk to me, I was thinking, shall I insist that the lights were yellow?? Hehehe…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, he came to me and he’s so polite to ask me how was I.. and I asked him, is everything OK, I know I didn’t do any crime or anything. I wasn’t even scared nor nervous. I thought that if that thing happens to me, I would be so nervous that I won’t even be able to talk. But, I guess, if you hadn’t committed a crime, there was really no reason to be scared. He said, I ran in the red light. So, my thoughts of lying didn’t even cross my mind. He asked for my driver’s license and insurance card and went back to his car and I had to wait for few minutes. Gave me some kind of paper, and told me to have a great day! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hello!!! Great day? I just got pulled over by a cop, probably pay at least under $100 if I am lucky enough, though I wasn’t scared, subconsciously, I can’t think straight, and for some reason, when I resumed my driving, I can see cops all over the place…Was I hallucinating or there were too many cops that day that although I ran in to many red lights before, (hehehe) this was just my lucky day to get caught.. I was planning to keep it from my hubby, but I can’t. I was just planning to attend the court date and be done with it. But, I can never hide nothing from my hubby. So, I showed him the receipt and then he told me that I didn’t have to go to court, I can just call the courthouse, plead guilty, ask how much shall I pay and voila, I am done with my obligation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, whenever I am driving, I always make sure&amp;#160; that I pay attention to the stop light. I guess, I am not in a hurry to go anywhere, so when it’s yellow light, I can always slow down and wait for when it turns green. I learned my lesson and I don’t like having negative record on my license. Hope you all had&amp;#160; a great weekend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-5034356741912794571?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/5034356741912794571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=5034356741912794571&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5034356741912794571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5034356741912794571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-first-driving-ticket.html' title='My First Driving Ticket'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-5705841817566053480</id><published>2009-10-10T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T07:54:29.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodliz&apos;s Nest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>RODLIZ’S NEST "New Meme"</title><content type='html'> &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodliz.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;textarea rows="4" cols="24" style="font-size: 1.1em;" readonly="readonly" onclick="this.select();"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodliz.info"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img alt="Rodliz’s Nest" style="border:0" src=" http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodliz.info"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="com" color="#800000" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Couple’s Corner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This Meme is for my new Blog Site Rodliz’s Nest.&amp;#160; I want to invite all my blog friends who come and visit me&amp;#160; here, mostly wives and if husbands want to join, they can too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This Meme talks about the time we met our significant others until the day we kissed them goodbye this morning. We can talk about anything and everything under the sun. I posted the 8 –week&amp;#160; topics during the Introduction, so we can all be ready to compose our entries. I believe that this will be fun, I love sharing beautiful and happy moments that I spend with my husband and I know that with all of our experiences, we can give the newly weds some ideas on how married life works. It’s not all heaven, but if we know how to handle it, we can be happy and contented with our lives.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Meme starts on the 14th&amp;#160; of October with the topic of “Meet Mr. and Mrs ______”..That way, we know who we are and we won't feel strangers. We don’t have to reveal things that we want to keep to ourselves. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Please &lt;a href="http://rodliz.info/?p=395"&gt;JOIN&lt;/a&gt; me and the other happy wives that will be supporting me on this endeavor&amp;#160; and let’s all have fun!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-5705841817566053480?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/5705841817566053480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=5705841817566053480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5705841817566053480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5705841817566053480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/rodlizs-nest-meme.html' title='RODLIZ’S NEST &amp;quot;New Meme&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-7754458640020050610</id><published>2009-10-09T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:41:25.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighborhood Watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thieves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighborhood'/><title type='text'>Our Neighborhood Is Not safe Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My next door neighbor knocked on our door yesterday warned me on locking our car&amp;#160; doors even when it’s parked in our driveway. She said that 2 weeks ago, their car got broken in and everything inside their car got stolen, and those guys came back again 2 nights ago to break in to their other car, wow! But luckily, they were able to chase the 2 teen- agers and they called cops and the cops got them. . Well, I have junks and garbage inside my car, but I have a car radio that they are welcome to steal and it won’t hurt me, but..that is only encouraging thieves to come back and probably the next time they come, they will try to break in to our house.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s the reason why my neighbors and I are sending e-mails&amp;#160; back and forth on how to organize a Neighborhood Watch. There has been a lot of breaking in, the incident 2 nights ago was just the recent occurrence&amp;#160; and it’s getting scary. We all don’t know how it works, but we are so desperate to make sure that our neighborhood will be safe. Now, we have this agreement that when a family goes out of town, they will send all of us an e-mail saying they will be out , we would keep an eye on their houses and we would report any suspicious character or cars that we see roaming around their house. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think, caring for your neighbors is a great thing..when it’s our turn to get away for the weekend or whatever it may be, we are at peace that they will also look after our house (it’s not that we have valuable stuff) but it’s a great feeling that even if we’re away, we&amp;#160; know that when we&amp;#160; come back, our big screen and flat screen TVs are still available for us to use..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am glad we are in this neighborhood where everybody cares for everybody.. I just hope that we can have some kind of patrolling group that would watch our neighborhood 24/7. Is that too much to ask?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-7754458640020050610?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/7754458640020050610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=7754458640020050610&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7754458640020050610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/7754458640020050610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-neighborhood-is-not-safe-anymore.html' title='Our Neighborhood Is Not safe Anymore'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-594734711296687851</id><published>2009-10-07T15:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:48:11.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl&apos;s Talk'/><title type='text'>GIRL’S TALK: Fave Perfume</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Ssz-GL7QAvI/AAAAAAAADCE/wpHmNN59WRI/s1600-h/image%5B8%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="129" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Ssz-GhJTJJI/AAAAAAAADCI/f4fvhQywAA4/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s Thursday once again folks and of course, it’s time for my Kumareng Niko’s Meme. I told her, I will probably not be able to join this week since I don’t wear perfume due to my worst allergy on earth. I don’t wear anything with scent, otherwise, I will get really sick, watery eyes, drippy nose and that ain’t fun. But she said I can put anything that I use to make me smell good, hahaha! So here is my favorite thing to wear so I smell good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Ssz-G0-SgwI/AAAAAAAADCM/AraMdpI6Ti0/s1600-h/image%5B11%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="224" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Uxqck5i6AYU/Ssz-HCjdGdI/AAAAAAAADCQ/kWF7JZLx1QQ/image_thumb%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the only thing that I use that&amp;#160; my&amp;#160; Sinus Allergy can tolerate, as long as it’s original scent which is Cherry.&amp;#160; Nothing fancy, just a simple lotion to moisturize my skin. Sometimes&amp;#160; I forget to put lotion on my legs, my husband won’t get close to me since he would comment that my legs feel like sandpaper, the nerve! Well, I do have a skin that kind of resembles the fish scales, hehehe..if I don’t put lotion. &lt;a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/"&gt;Come and join&lt;/a&gt; us too for this wonderful Meme that she has on her site.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for today and Have a great day to all!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-594734711296687851?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/594734711296687851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=594734711296687851&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/594734711296687851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/594734711296687851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-talk-fave-perfume.html' title='GIRL’S TALK: Fave Perfume'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-3409833429093266249</id><published>2009-10-07T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:17:20.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>What My Birthdate Means</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mommy Dee of &lt;a href="http://www.talesfromthemomside.com/"&gt;Tales From the Mom’s Side&lt;/a&gt; tagged me on this and I got curious on what does my birthdate mean. And I can find out about the meaning of my birth date thru &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;. What about you, would you like to know what your birthdate says about your personality? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s Mine. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;You Are an Idealist&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You are a natural born leader, even if those leadership talents haven't been developed yet.    &lt;br /&gt;You have the power and self confidence to succeed in life, and your power grows daily.     &lt;br /&gt;Besides power, you also have a great deal of creativity that enables you to innovate instead of fail.     &lt;br /&gt;You are a visionary, seeing the big picture instead of all of the trivial little details.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Your supreme genius     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your weakness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Your inappropriate sensitivity     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your power color&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Gold     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your power symbol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Star     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your power month&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: January &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wow, is this&amp;#160; accurate? ? Hmmm…Natural born leader??? Hehehe, most of the time, I’d rather follow than lead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I hope that you too will go to that website and find out what your birthdate means. Have a great day to all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Everyone, please grab this tag..Thank you so much&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-3409833429093266249?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/3409833429093266249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=3409833429093266249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3409833429093266249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/3409833429093266249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-my-birthdate-means.html' title='What My Birthdate Means'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3493311201699987711.post-5340645508401190120</id><published>2009-10-05T18:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:48:26.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>I have a new Baby…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well actually, it’s not a new one, it’s an old one that I kind of neglected for almost a year and now, it’s back. New theme, lay out, topic and hopefully I would be able to make you visit it too just like what you do to this site. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Never ending thank you for coming to visit me, although I was missing in action all the time.&amp;#160; I promised myself that I will come back to being active in blogging and maybe, just&amp;#160; play games once in a while.&amp;#160; I lost my focus there for a while and I miss blog hopping, and some&amp;#160; of my blog friends are now visiting some other&amp;#160; active blogs. Very few left and I am so touched that those few still come and visit me. I love you guys and I am sorry if I was absent for a long time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodliz.info"&gt;Rodliz’s Nest&lt;/a&gt; is my resurrected blog site and I hope that you will come and visit me there as well. Thank you all for coming to visit me and I see you all there..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3493311201699987711-5340645508401190120?l=oneprettymother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/feeds/5340645508401190120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3493311201699987711&amp;postID=5340645508401190120&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5340645508401190120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3493311201699987711/posts/default/5340645508401190120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneprettymother.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-new-baby.html' title='I have a new Baby…'/><author><name>Mom of Four</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04520668727710430423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05240605295086586685'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry></feed>