<?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-6129429551035986382</id><updated>2009-11-23T06:58:59.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinay Mom Blogs!...and LIFE goes on for a Filipino Mom..</title><subtitle type='html'>A Pinay mom from Cavite and Rizal blogs on her insights &amp;amp; anecdotes about her Filipino family life, home, motherhood, parenting, lifestyle, health, home &amp;amp; fitness tips, entertainment, current issues and more...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-989861639040377491</id><published>2009-11-23T06:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:58:59.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;D3, the dentist, was invited by Ethan's class to do a "talk" about preventive dentistry. In other words, D3 talked about how to properly brush teeth, the dangers of not brushing teeth, and what could happen if teeth are not cleaned properly. D3 even had a slide presentation showing what types of food are harmful and some really gross pictures of the bacteria that live in the mouth. The kids were all "yucking" and "ewe-ing" as they looked at the bacteria's pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk and presentation D3 took out a big replica of a set of teeth. She took out a toothbrush and showed the kids the proper way of brushing teeth. Sad to say, there a couple of kids with tooth decay and I can't help wondering "what the heck were their moms doing letting the tooth decay progress?". It is an often misconception that it's alright for milk teeth to rot as permanent teeth will replace them anyway. Wrong! Decaying tooth is "decaying" tooth and should be addressed immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some seen some adults with decaying teeth and I think no amount of teeth filling could fix them. They need dentures! However there's another option for those living around Texas.  They could go see an &lt;a href="http://www.davidwilhitedds.com/"&gt;implant dentist Plano&lt;/a&gt;.Cosmetic dentistry is fast becoming an in-demand specialization. I wonder if D3 would consider specializing in this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-989861639040377491?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/989861639040377491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=989861639040377491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/989861639040377491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/989861639040377491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/teeth-talk.html' title='Teeth Talk'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-4597711146136266046</id><published>2009-11-20T07:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:19:43.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My doctor said I should come back after the six-weeks so he could take a look at my left thumb - the one that was broken during the Ondoy typhoon rescue mission. The six-week period was over last week and still I did not go see my doctor. Two days ago I decided to take out the splint since the healing period was at its 7th week. I thought that my thumb should be well by then. I took off the splint. My thumb was stiff and with very minimal movement. That was expected, right? Anyway, D1 was on duty the time I took off my splint. Last night D1 came home from duty and notice that my thumb was out of its splint, was swollen, and (truth be told) was still quite tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom! You played doctor again! You should have not taken off the splint until the doctor said so!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, later today I will go to the hand surgeon. D1 said the thumb did not heal well. Worst case scenario was for the surgeon to fix the nerves and whatever stuff that props and connects my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my current state of "sadness" and my impending doctor consult, wouldn't it be nice to just grab my &lt;a href="http://www.luggagesource.com/IBS/SimpleCat/Shelf/ASP/Hierarchy/0O.html"&gt;luggage sets&lt;/a&gt; and fly-off to wherever it is that I could find solace? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-4597711146136266046?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/4597711146136266046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=4597711146136266046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/4597711146136266046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/4597711146136266046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/thumb.html' title='The Thumb'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-8371498914656706233</id><published>2009-11-19T06:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:11:59.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am officially sad. I have not been sad for quite a while since my usual state of emotion is: pissed. Last night Ethan was asking D2 if I was mad at my son and at hubby. D2 said "no, mom is only mad at people who irritates her." To this Ethan retorted "but everyone irritates mom!" Okay. I can't help but laugh at Ethan's perception of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true though. People who are dense, cocky, hard-headed, know-all, arrogant and boastful irritate me at no ends. I don't like plasticity and duplicity too. I may be too frank for comfort at times (okay, most of the time) but I think that is a better trait that being superficial and artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still too upset. Have you had that feeling that you want something resolved now as in "now" but can't? As I type, my laptop's battery indicator is blinking red.  The indicator reads 20 minutes remaining battery life. I knew I should have bought one of the &lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/category.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;amp;category=batteries"&gt;laptop batteries&lt;/a&gt; I was considering the last time I went to the mall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-8371498914656706233?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/8371498914656706233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=8371498914656706233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/8371498914656706233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/8371498914656706233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/raw-emotion.html' title='Raw Emotion'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-3010938621043132081</id><published>2009-11-17T07:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:23:57.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are two things that are pissing me off right now. The first thing is... I cannot discuss it yet as I'm still raw (emotion-wise) to discuss it. Just give me time to process the "event" as it's current and not yet resolved. It's a good thing that one of medications makes me sleepy it not I could be up all night biting my already short nails. The second thing that has been bothering me is the fact that I've been neglecting this blog. I just don't have the time to blog hop and comment on other blogs.  My Alexa rank ha gone down too! I think I need to resubmit my blog to a &lt;a href="http://www.onewaytextlink.com/"&gt;web directory&lt;/a&gt; to improve my ranking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-3010938621043132081?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/3010938621043132081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=3010938621043132081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3010938621043132081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3010938621043132081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to Do?'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-3494343371185374938</id><published>2009-11-13T07:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:24:43.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just heard from the grapevine that a friend I know recently won $16,500 at the local casino. The money she won is roughly equivalent to 750,000 Php - more than enough for her to go traipsing about the globe if she cares to.  What did she play? Slots! I was told that my friend frequents the casino every other day and has won by the hundreds of thousands prior to the latest win. Okay. The last time I saw the insides of a casino was more than 10 years ago. The slots are still called slots but the machines are computerized and buttons are pressed for you to "spin" the machine, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! I think I want to give online casinos a chance. My email is flooded with such offers but really, is there a way to tell which sites are legitimate. Yup! There is a site that has a listing of all trusted online casinos. The trusted sites motto is: &lt;a href="http://www.lonelyheartscasino.com/2009/list-of-slot-games-casinos/"&gt;online slots no download &lt;/a&gt;.You can just go to the sites and play without downloading any program. Looking for &lt;a href="http://www.lonelyheartscasino.com/2009/list-of-the-best-casino-games/"&gt;online casino games real money&lt;/a&gt; played? Check out the sites for I sure will. Who knows? I might get lucky and if I do, Palawan here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-3494343371185374938?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/3494343371185374938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=3494343371185374938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3494343371185374938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3494343371185374938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/i-just-heard-from-grapevine-that-friend.html' title='Lucky You...'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-3970376739247838228</id><published>2009-11-12T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:58:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap Airlines Tickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have subscribed to a local airline's email notices of tickets on sale. I missed out on the "piso" seat plus last week. A round trip ticket for Hong Kong was at $99, including a 3 nights 4 day stay at a hotel. I missed it! The other day I was notified that tickets to Korea and Japan were at $50! A friend was able to book a $400 round trip ticket to LA. The fare is exclusive of taxes and &lt;a href="http://www.worldtravelcenter.com/eng/helpdesk/travelinsurance_primer.cfm"&gt;travel insurance&lt;/a&gt; but what the heck?! It would be no big deal adding a few $$ for those items. Wait, I think I have another email notification of an airline ticket sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-3970376739247838228?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/3970376739247838228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=3970376739247838228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3970376739247838228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3970376739247838228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/cheap-airlines-tickets.html' title='Cheap Airlines Tickets'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2031149977389583327</id><published>2009-11-10T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:50:42.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperateblogger in Full Time Moms</title><content type='html'>I was invited by QTV 11's new show titled Full Time Moms hosted by Suzi Entrata-Abrera and Christine Jacob-Sandejas. The taping was on October 22, 2009 at 6:30 P.M. I was emailed the script for the segment and I was surprised that Tintin Bersola-Babao was with me in the segment too. As I read the script, I learned that the segment was all about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;techy moms&lt;/span&gt;. Okay. I am not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; techy. As I read on, I googled all possible questions and their answers that might come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the taping came and with me was a friend. D4 followed later. The segment was quite long. The script was not 100% followed as Suzi, Christine, Tintin and kept on veering away this way and that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tintin has a website called &lt;a href="http://www.parentin.tv/"&gt;ParenTin.TV&lt;/a&gt; and I promised her that I would link her site. We exchanged URLs but I seriously doubt if she'll link me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the episode was shown last night. I purposely did not blog about it because.... well... because! Some of my friends texted me last night and said that they were actually watching me on TV. I didn't watch the show though although D 2,3 and Ethan were watching. Why didn't I watch my segment? I felt "shy"!! Anyway, here's a picture with  Tintin, Suzi and Christine. I forgot the name of the other girl. Gosh! Don't I look small?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Svlqo69fTmI/AAAAAAAADQk/XV-3BA7nW98/s1600-h/full+time+moms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Svlqo69fTmI/AAAAAAAADQk/XV-3BA7nW98/s320/full+time+moms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402466479262092898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2031149977389583327?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2031149977389583327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2031149977389583327&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2031149977389583327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2031149977389583327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/i-was-invited-by-qtv-11s-new-show.html' title='Desperateblogger in Full Time Moms'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Svlqo69fTmI/AAAAAAAADQk/XV-3BA7nW98/s72-c/full+time+moms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-9087594969240770984</id><published>2009-11-10T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:45:26.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards and Decors</title><content type='html'>Christmas is just around the corner. I bought some Christmas decors over the weekend to replace the damaged ones I have. Gosh! They were expensive! One textile poinsettia costs 29 Php to 89 Php. Multiply that by at least 20 and I still have a barely decorated tree. Speaking of Christmas and other holiday stuff, SIL had ordered a batch of &lt;a href="http://www.invitationconsultants.com/index-holiday.aspx "&gt;corporate holiday cards&lt;/a&gt; the other day. She said the offer was really low so she grabbed the package.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-9087594969240770984?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/9087594969240770984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=9087594969240770984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/9087594969240770984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/9087594969240770984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/christmas-cards-and-decors.html' title='Christmas Cards and Decors'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-5217477192334517686</id><published>2009-11-09T06:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:06:53.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Emergencies and Health Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a rather urgent call from D1 yesterday. D3 and I were om our way home when D1 called. Our house-help collapsed and D2 had no way to take her to the ER. All the cars in the house were out! So, I told D2 to call her dad as he is probably in and around the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily D1 arrived home and settled the emergency. It appeared that our help was bitten by some insect and had an allergic reaction. Good thing there was no need to take her to ER as it would have cost me a ton. Yes, I've had my shares of ERs and they do charge quite a chunk. It's a good thing we all have health cards to shoulder our medical emergencies. The only hassle with local health cards is that they are selective with the type of illnesses and procedures. I just wish there is a better health card like &lt;a href="http://www.nchealthplans.com/"&gt;Blue Advantage&lt;/a&gt; card offered in the US. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-5217477192334517686?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/5217477192334517686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=5217477192334517686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/5217477192334517686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/5217477192334517686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/of-emergencies-and-health-cards.html' title='Of Emergencies and Health Cards'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-7210519469513546146</id><published>2009-11-07T09:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:18:53.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Front Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My obsession with Palawan continues. I have left instructions to a former co-teacher of D2 to let me know of properties on sale in Puerto Princesa. I was moved to leave such instructions because one of the tour guides I met said he bought 3 hectares of land (inland, not beach front) for 60,000 PHP. I was hoping I could buy a beach front property at double or even triple that price! Oh I wish! I pray! I implore! For the meantime, someone also sent me  a message that there are &lt;a href="http://www.mynewplace.com/ep/homes-for-rent"&gt;homes for rent&lt;/a&gt; in the city proper of Puerto Princesa. Why would I want to rent? I want a beach front property!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvTJu-0vhzI/AAAAAAAADQc/AXkhAXPgmN8/s1600-h/DSC05802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvTJu-0vhzI/AAAAAAAADQc/AXkhAXPgmN8/s320/DSC05802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401163662099449650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beach is only  accessible by boat. There's no way you can walk to get to the beach unless you're willing to hike some then rappel down the stiff limestone cliff. Or. You can don your scuba gear and swim your way to the property. Makes me think of James Bond and Leonardo di Caprio. Is it for sale? Nope! It belongs to the city of Puerto Princesa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-7210519469513546146?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/7210519469513546146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=7210519469513546146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7210519469513546146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7210519469513546146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/beach-front-obsession.html' title='Beach Front Obsession'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvTJu-0vhzI/AAAAAAAADQc/AXkhAXPgmN8/s72-c/DSC05802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-3039157219690939555</id><published>2009-11-06T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:11:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Option</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvQq2urK4BI/AAAAAAAADQM/whCzrk7-kyQ/s1600-h/DSC05856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvQq2urK4BI/AAAAAAAADQM/whCzrk7-kyQ/s320/DSC05856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400988972854468626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured are D3 and Ethan at the beach in Sabang, Puerto Princesa. The beach is in the China Sea which is nothing really impressive as the beaches of Cavite are in the China Sea too... the dirty part of China Sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvQsKXO35pI/AAAAAAAADQU/eroevAZCzQY/s1600-h/DSC05873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvQsKXO35pI/AAAAAAAADQU/eroevAZCzQY/s320/DSC05873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400990409670780562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Ethan and I trying not to get sucked back by the receding waves. There was no lifeguard in the beach so it was kind of suicidal to swim in the beach. The pristine beaches of Palawan are akin to the ones in Thailand. Makes me want to pack my bag and have someone &lt;a href="http://www.rvt.com/"&gt;sell motorhome&lt;/a&gt; to me that I could park in any part of Puerto Princesa. This way, there's no need for me to buy a lot and build a house in Palawan. What do you think Huling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-3039157219690939555?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/3039157219690939555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=3039157219690939555&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3039157219690939555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/3039157219690939555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/another-option.html' title='Another Option'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvQq2urK4BI/AAAAAAAADQM/whCzrk7-kyQ/s72-c/DSC05856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-7651620331628571821</id><published>2009-11-06T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:51:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Shops for  Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a lot of business opportunities in Puerto Princesa. There are no specialty stores of any kind in the city. You have to bring all your gadgets as there is nowhwere you can buy a replacement for let's say, your waterproof bag or your waterproof casing for your digicam. There's not even a shop where you can buy swim wear or snorkeling equipment. Life vests used in boat trips are bought in Manila. Gosh! I could make a living selling life vests to tour companies in Puerto Princesa! Maybe I could even sell equestrian and horse stuff because I saw two girls In &lt;a href="http://www.theequestriancorner.com/"&gt;breeches&lt;/a&gt; horseback riding. The scene was straight out of a wholesome-sound-of-music-thingy movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puerto Princesa has possibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-7651620331628571821?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/7651620331628571821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=7651620331628571821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7651620331628571821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7651620331628571821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/no-shops-for-stuff.html' title='No Shops for  Stuff'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2045074467788587582</id><published>2009-11-05T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:23:01.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Deal!</title><content type='html'>Yes, there is wi-fi in Palawan. The only trouble was it was so slow. Good thing I bought my own wireless broadband. How were we able to survive without such technologies for the last decades?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this game show I watched during the late 60s. It was a dating game show where a computer named Rhoda tabulated all info about the contestants so she may "compute" who are best matched. Did I believe such crap?! Of course I did! The "computer" was as big as a house and I really thought the computer could talk and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids today are not so gullible. As I was about to plug in the wireless flash drive into the USB port of my laptop, Ethan said how he wish he has his own laptop too. I told him that he does - while in truth I was referring to his toy laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom!! That's only a toy! I want a real laptop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that we'll wait  for sale offers on &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/cat/laptop-specials/58978.html"&gt;laptop deals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said "Mom, will that ever happen?"&lt;br /&gt;Yup! Got mine and D4's on such deals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2045074467788587582?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2045074467788587582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2045074467788587582&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2045074467788587582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2045074467788587582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/its-deal.html' title='It&apos;s a Deal!'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-1062143439363295741</id><published>2009-11-05T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:01:47.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocodile Farm in Palawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLLDZDnS2I/AAAAAAAADQE/Qa6M7t-xdn0/s1600-h/DSC05730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLLDZDnS2I/AAAAAAAADQE/Qa6M7t-xdn0/s320/DSC05730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400602162296736610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Puerto Princesa is the famous Crocodile Farm. When they say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;crocodile farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; they do mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;farming crocodile&lt;/span&gt;. The farm breeds crocodile! There's this huge structure that has deep tubs full of 1-2 year old crocodiles. The younger ones are in s more secured and secluded area away from the prying eyes of tourists.  We were told not to get too close (duh?!) to the tubs as the crocodiles might think they're hungry and just might take a bite at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLGe6AzkXI/AAAAAAAADPs/cmzs7tGhe9c/s1600-h/DSC05733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLGe6AzkXI/AAAAAAAADPs/cmzs7tGhe9c/s320/DSC05733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400597137441657202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These crocs are about 18 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hatchling house, we went straight to where the bigger crocs hang out. We saw some real big ones that looked like statues. They were just there. Not moving. Not reacting. To which I was pretty grateful for who would want to view active crocodiles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLHzW1xKVI/AAAAAAAADP0/wbeKue2slgk/s1600-h/DSC05742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLHzW1xKVI/AAAAAAAADP0/wbeKue2slgk/s320/DSC05742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400598588289001810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture #2 is just like picture #1. The difference is that the crocs here are bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-1062143439363295741?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/1062143439363295741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=1062143439363295741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1062143439363295741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1062143439363295741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/crocodile-farm-in-palawan.html' title='Crocodile Farm in Palawan'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvLLDZDnS2I/AAAAAAAADQE/Qa6M7t-xdn0/s72-c/DSC05730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-1810142321318818919</id><published>2009-11-05T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:31:05.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plane Tickets to Manchester , UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My daughters and I are in a quest to travel as much as we can nowadays. The present world economy has set numerous airlines put up tickets on sale for specific travel periods. This concept has given a lot of people the opportunity to travel to both local and international locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got our Puerto Princesa tickets on sale. The other day local airline company released hundreds of sale tickets. We missed it! A friend was able to book tickets for UK at superduper low price. She said she plans on going to the UK by April next year. I was with her the other day as she was browsing for possible hotel bookings in Manchester. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why Manchester?&lt;/span&gt; I asked. She said she has always been intrigued with Piccadilly and last she heard, Piccadilly is near Manchester. Indeed! So she browsed for hotels around the area and was immediately drawn to &lt;a href="http://www.principal-hayley.com/venues-and-hotels/the-palace-hotel%20"&gt;The Palace&lt;/a&gt;, not Buckingham but &lt;a href="http://www.principal-hayley.com/venues-and-hotels/the-palace-hotel%20"&gt;The Palace Hotel&lt;/a&gt;. The architecture of the hotel is reminiscent of Victorian architecture. The pictures on the website are great. What's even "greater" is that the &lt;a href="http://www.principal-hayley.com/venues-and-hotels/the-palace-hotel%20"&gt;The Palace Hotel Manchester&lt;/a&gt; is right smack in the middle of the fashion and entertainment district of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not so familiar with Manchester it's where the big Ferris wheel and Palace Theatre are  located. Okay. I think I'm officially envious of my friend now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/sponsoredImages/sponsoredpost.gif" alt="BuyBlogReviews.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-1810142321318818919?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/1810142321318818919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=1810142321318818919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1810142321318818919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1810142321318818919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/plane-tickets-to-manchester-uk.html' title='Plane Tickets to Manchester , UK'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-1150693265854861764</id><published>2009-11-03T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:10:50.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Christmas Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvAdqtV5MII/AAAAAAAADPk/KHJwrJTa_qk/s1600-h/d_12845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvAdqtV5MII/AAAAAAAADPk/KHJwrJTa_qk/s320/d_12845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399848572780359810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? It's November already! In no time at all Christmas will hit us smack in the face. I was in sis-in-law's house last night and her house is already busting with Christmas decorations. I am in no condition to be as enthusiastic for I think my Christmas decors were "drowned" by the flood brought on by typhoon Ondoy. Anyway I might as well get into the groove of Christmas by browsing on some &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=31"&gt;Holiday Fun Eyeglasses &lt;/a&gt;. I visited the site to look over some &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=29"&gt;New Arrivals&lt;/a&gt;. I actually wrote Zenni Optical's support to inquire if they deliver in the Philippines. Yup! They do! They said delivery fee is set at $9 no matter how many pairs I order of their &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=20"&gt;$8 Prescription Zenni Glasses &lt;/a&gt;. I just might order 3 pairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-1150693265854861764?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/1150693265854861764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=1150693265854861764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1150693265854861764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1150693265854861764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/is-it-christmas-yet.html' title='Is it Christmas Yet?'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SvAdqtV5MII/AAAAAAAADPk/KHJwrJTa_qk/s72-c/d_12845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-8347849838144232746</id><published>2009-11-03T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:44:50.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Mode Still On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am still in "vacation mode". I can't seem to shake the feeling! The Puerto Princesa trip was the best vacation I have had in a long time. Seriously, there's a State U in Puerto Princesa that offers BS Architecture and I've toying with the idea of applying for a teaching position. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have given away my stash of "rainmakers". The bamboo thingy is a big hit and everyone who has seen the rainmaker is asking for one. Well, sorry. I am all out of souvenirs. I should have bought more but lugging them would have been a problem. Speaking of souvenirs, I am a serious souvenir collector. I tend to ask close friends to bring home a souvenir or two for me from their travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, I have found a site that sells authentic  &lt;a href="http://www.australiasouvenir.com/"&gt;souvenirs from Australia&lt;/a&gt;. I started collecting souvenirs from Australia when a dear friend gave me a boomerang she bought in Sydney. The boomerang was hand-painted and though I can't throw one even if my life depended on it, I still treasure it. The latest addition to my Australian collection was a cutesy &lt;a href="http://www.australiasouvenir.com/products/11-cm-koala-plush-toy-with-australia-boomerang.html"&gt;stuffed Koala &lt;/a&gt;. It sits in a special place in my car. Prior to that I received two sets of coasters. One set came  from a fellow blogger while the other set came from D4's friend. I heard another friend is off to Europe. I wonder what I'd ask for a souvenir this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/sponsoredImages/sponsoredpost.gif" alt="BuyBlogReviews.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-8347849838144232746?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/8347849838144232746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=8347849838144232746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/8347849838144232746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/8347849838144232746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/vacation-mode-still-on.html' title='Vacation Mode Still On'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-1950550498818642353</id><published>2009-11-01T07:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T07:45:35.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerto Princesa Subterranean River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuzITezSdVI/AAAAAAAADPM/t-RLGp91GpM/s1600-h/DSC05845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuzITezSdVI/AAAAAAAADPM/t-RLGp91GpM/s400/DSC05845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398910290321634642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Puerto Princesa in Palawan is home to the Sabang Underground River. We took a tour and we were awestruck by the miracle of nature as presented in the caves of the underground river. Palawenos are so proud of this natural beauty for it is now a finalist in the New 7 Wonders of Nature.  Please vote for the Puerto Princesa Subterranean River National Park. Vote &lt;a href="http://n7w.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuzITKJrqrI/AAAAAAAADPE/q3CYIMZPRCs/s1600-h/DSC05809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuzITKJrqrI/AAAAAAAADPE/q3CYIMZPRCs/s400/DSC05809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398910284778416818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-1950550498818642353?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/1950550498818642353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=1950550498818642353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1950550498818642353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/1950550498818642353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/11/puerto-princesa-subterranean-river.html' title='Puerto Princesa Subterranean River'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuzITezSdVI/AAAAAAAADPM/t-RLGp91GpM/s72-c/DSC05845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2402390122871441010</id><published>2009-10-30T07:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:44:43.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snorkeling at Hunda Bay</title><content type='html'>Snorkeling in the middle of the sea to the beautiful coral reef and feed the fish was not in my "wish" list. However, as I,  my girls and Ethan were dropped unceremoniously in the middle of Hunda Bay, did we have any choice? I did learn something. I know now why so many are keen on snorkeling. It's amazing and exhilarating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuomOuMxLnI/AAAAAAAADOk/XCJjOe2dlmQ/s1600-h/DSC06032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuomOuMxLnI/AAAAAAAADOk/XCJjOe2dlmQ/s400/DSC06032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398169137718570610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D2 and I waving at the "manong" as he took our picture.&lt;br /&gt;The guide was lying low on the sea bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuomPSa2LOI/AAAAAAAADOs/zSd4BOA5w-A/s1600-h/DSC05979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuomPSa2LOI/AAAAAAAADOs/zSd4BOA5w-A/s400/DSC05979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398169147441294562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ethan as he feeds the fishes. I am not really sure if he&lt;br /&gt;was actually swimming away or towards the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuoojmmMy-I/AAAAAAAADO0/eTRrxEPJ1JI/s1600-h/DSC05965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuoojmmMy-I/AAAAAAAADO0/eTRrxEPJ1JI/s400/DSC05965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398171695478262754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my butt! I had so much fun I didn't want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2402390122871441010?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2402390122871441010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2402390122871441010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2402390122871441010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2402390122871441010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/snorkeling-at-hunda-bay.html' title='Snorkeling at Hunda Bay'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuomOuMxLnI/AAAAAAAADOk/XCJjOe2dlmQ/s72-c/DSC06032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2928360609353160430</id><published>2009-10-28T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:26:46.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandan Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Suga62ks9KI/AAAAAAAADN8/ClTUjquVabc/s1600-h/DSC06060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Suga62ks9KI/AAAAAAAADN8/ClTUjquVabc/s400/DSC06060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397593751787730082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Suga7QRwFgI/AAAAAAAADOI/beub5MhW6kc/s1600-h/DSC06061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Suga7QRwFgI/AAAAAAAADOI/beub5MhW6kc/s400/DSC06061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397593758687565314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This beautiful stretch of white-sand beach is in Pandan Island, Hunda Bay, Puerto Princesa. The beach is accessible by a 45 minute ride motorized banca. The photos were taken just a few hours ago. Yes, there are pandan leaves growing abundantly in the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2928360609353160430?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2928360609353160430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2928360609353160430&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2928360609353160430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2928360609353160430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/pandan-island.html' title='Pandan Island'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/Suga62ks9KI/AAAAAAAADN8/ClTUjquVabc/s72-c/DSC06060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-7257934181111132039</id><published>2009-10-26T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:28:56.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Here!</title><content type='html'>Arrived at Puerto Princesa Palawan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of me...with marching band music in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuUXVv4DrUI/AAAAAAAADN0/Vq3G8JdawOA/s1600-h/DSC05726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuUXVv4DrUI/AAAAAAAADN0/Vq3G8JdawOA/s400/DSC05726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396745390869687618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-7257934181111132039?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/7257934181111132039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=7257934181111132039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7257934181111132039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/7257934181111132039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/im-here.html' title='I&apos;m Here!'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuUXVv4DrUI/AAAAAAAADN0/Vq3G8JdawOA/s72-c/DSC05726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2942181817375063660</id><published>2009-10-26T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T07:37:46.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palawan Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuTg1nvWo5I/AAAAAAAADNs/hnnJUz8PuQg/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuTg1nvWo5I/AAAAAAAADNs/hnnJUz8PuQg/s400/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396685465301984146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;En route to Puerto Princesa, Palawan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2942181817375063660?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2942181817375063660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2942181817375063660&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2942181817375063660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2942181817375063660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/palawan-here-we-come.html' title='Palawan Here We Come!'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuTg1nvWo5I/AAAAAAAADNs/hnnJUz8PuQg/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-2600078678799672668</id><published>2009-10-24T17:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:11:30.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLYxowrkWI/AAAAAAAADM0/VcmGty6sr70/s1600-h/IMG_1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLYxowrkWI/AAAAAAAADM0/VcmGty6sr70/s400/IMG_1484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396113650810065250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Five of the unofficial photographers at Ethan's party just dropped by and uploaded the pics in my netbook. There are 200+ pictures in the file and I am now having a major headache browsing through them.Ethan's party theme was MAD Scientist. Invites were inside test tubes. Guests were enjoined to wear lab coats or scrubs to come as a mad scientist. My lab coat says Dr.Mom with the label madder scientist for Dr. Ethan was the mad scientist. My son was Dr. Sonboy with the title bio mechanic. D4's title was test tube holder and the mad titles goes on. Shown here is D2 writing out IDs for the guests. The cutie in the pic below wants to be an "awkwitek" someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLZHD-FUrI/AAAAAAAADM8/lSEwfS_pIp8/s1600-h/IMG_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLZHD-FUrI/AAAAAAAADM8/lSEwfS_pIp8/s400/IMG_1491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396114018891289266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was different for we set up various work stations for the kids to do stuff like art work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLLo9y0jeI/AAAAAAAADKM/P8ApVdmxPrs/s1600-h/IMG_1434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLLo9y0jeI/AAAAAAAADKM/P8ApVdmxPrs/s400/IMG_1434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396099208186203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puzzle and origami stations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLRaC86I6I/AAAAAAAADLc/UBMcdNhpzes/s1600-h/janina+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLRaC86I6I/AAAAAAAADLc/UBMcdNhpzes/s400/janina+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396105548942418850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLQ89yfVdI/AAAAAAAADLU/RYgBR5GMp9s/s1600-h/janina+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLQ89yfVdI/AAAAAAAADLU/RYgBR5GMp9s/s400/janina+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396105049340335570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pin the thingy to some thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLOvVN7kmI/AAAAAAAADK8/bsdjp2jgQt4/s1600-h/IMG_1446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLOvVN7kmI/AAAAAAAADK8/bsdjp2jgQt4/s400/IMG_1446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396102616088023650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had fun doing all the work stations for each completed task merited tickets to redeem equivalent prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLPMp0UiyI/AAAAAAAADLE/WFyThx9tYEw/s1600-h/IMG_1437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLPMp0UiyI/AAAAAAAADLE/WFyThx9tYEw/s400/IMG_1437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396103119833959202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLR-wsz9UI/AAAAAAAADLk/1fzaGW4W0Sw/s1600-h/IMG_1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLR-wsz9UI/AAAAAAAADLk/1fzaGW4W0Sw/s400/IMG_1426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396106179698226498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the station that got the most attention, for the adults, was the velcro wall. I can't post all the wacky-sticky poses but here are a few. I know I have some where. I guess I just have to wait for the other unofficial photographers to turn in their memory sticks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLWFSFjusI/AAAAAAAADMc/V-BAkciuR7w/s1600-h/janina+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLWFSFjusI/AAAAAAAADMc/V-BAkciuR7w/s400/janina+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396110689786116802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLT2aqKU3I/AAAAAAAADLs/0n75MqgEoq8/s1600-h/IMG_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLT2aqKU3I/AAAAAAAADLs/0n75MqgEoq8/s400/IMG_1476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396108235365831538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party's main event was  the mad science lab show. The kids were so mesmerized by the "magic" of science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLWEwWPanI/AAAAAAAADMM/0s0k8zKt7Xw/s1600-h/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLWEwWPanI/AAAAAAAADMM/0s0k8zKt7Xw/s400/IMG_1550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396110680729283186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLYVS9AD7I/AAAAAAAADMs/EgVImYCqVjU/s1600-h/IMG_1720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLYVS9AD7I/AAAAAAAADMs/EgVImYCqVjU/s400/IMG_1720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396113163919822770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLbmInvRVI/AAAAAAAADNU/zGrJrrPrKMY/s1600-h/IMG_1537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLbmInvRVI/AAAAAAAADNU/zGrJrrPrKMY/s400/IMG_1537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396116751738946898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLbl3h49iI/AAAAAAAADNM/L_h-A6w1ttk/s1600-h/IMG_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLbl3h49iI/AAAAAAAADNM/L_h-A6w1ttk/s400/IMG_1549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396116747151013410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party culminated with the birthday cake candle blowing and the giving out of party favors that were inside uber big green surgical gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLcn-sv-LI/AAAAAAAADNk/DSyahXtaHWk/s1600-h/janina+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLcn-sv-LI/AAAAAAAADNk/DSyahXtaHWk/s400/janina+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396117882946975922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-2600078678799672668?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/2600078678799672668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=2600078678799672668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2600078678799672668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/2600078678799672668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/ethans-birthday-bash.html' title='Ethan&apos;s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQ-orJSFaP4/SuLYxowrkWI/AAAAAAAADM0/VcmGty6sr70/s72-c/IMG_1484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-5461165723438686938</id><published>2009-10-21T07:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:03:34.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the Pics?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was too cheap to hire a professional photographer and videographer for Ethan's birthday, I am now at the mercy of my guests who lug their DSLR cameras to take pictures of the event.  Oh we have our own too but my daughters are also still so lazy to upload their pictures and videos. It was one heck of  party. Ethan was absent the following day in school for I was just too tired to even lift my eyelids. My daughters and son were not so lucky though for it was back to the grinding board for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was set to start at 3:00 P.M. We had tarps set a long the way to guide guests to the house. However, excited guests came as early as 2:25 P.M. and I was still sweaty and smelly. My girls and I and the rest of the "helpers"  sprung into  action as we finish up other details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was also too cheap to hire a caterer, my food were all "on the spot" cooking: burgers, hotdog, pizza and fishball.I rented the pizza and fishball stalls which delighted my guests at no end. I had a large grill where the burgers and hotdog cooked complete with a side dish of coleslaw and mashed potato. There was also the "mamang sorbetero" in one corner and the kids kept asking their moms for money to buy ice cream. The chocolate fountain was a hit too. Of course I had the usual fare of spaghetti, fried chicken and "pancit Malabon".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a themed party but I won't go into that yet for there's still no pictures to show! Meantime, I think I need to lay low on fatty and salty food for a bit for I had my month's ration all used up eating siomai, kikiam, and shrimp ball at the party. I think I need to "detox". I guess I have to look for the &lt;a href="http://www.coloncleanseresearch.com/"&gt;best colon cleanse&lt;/a&gt; available. There's a website that does review of colon cleansers. I better check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-5461165723438686938?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/5461165723438686938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=5461165723438686938&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/5461165723438686938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/5461165723438686938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/where-are-pics.html' title='Where are the Pics?!'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6129429551035986382.post-4087460453360961819</id><published>2009-10-17T07:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:52:28.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow is Ethan's big day. The long-awaited-postponed 7th birthday celebration will finally push through. I and my girls have been so busy coordinating the minute details of the party. Add these to the regular work load I have and I feel like having that pipe dream of a &lt;a href="http://bookit.com/us/nevada/las-vegas/vacations/"&gt;las vegas vacations&lt;/a&gt; right now. As I type this, I still have a ton of things to do. I'll post pictures of the party so you'll have a clear picture why Ethan's 7th birthday kept us on our toes. In the meantime, I have to go see and check what time the food stalls will be picked up. I wonder if I've assigned someone for the sound system? Who will pick up the cake? ... and my lists goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6129429551035986382-4087460453360961819?l=www.pinaymomblogs.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/feeds/4087460453360961819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6129429551035986382&amp;postID=4087460453360961819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/4087460453360961819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6129429551035986382/posts/default/4087460453360961819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.pinaymomblogs.com/2009/10/big-bash.html' title='Big Bash'/><author><name>desperateblogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07394474557855361562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01065660533477419102'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry></feed>