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Second pic: Look at his first car!!! He got it as a birthday present from his grandpa he he...&lt;br /&gt;
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This last pic is my FAVE one!!! I'm going to take many video clips of him later on HO HO HO HO...I wanna see him in action and hear his voice! :-D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-7198675746635651029?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/JA6KwryG07M/kens-latest-pictures.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SusGsHzuvyI/AAAAAAAAEF8/oUD8KXV69m4/s72-c/IMG_2740.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/kens-latest-pictures.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-655510555428303946</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T06:10:00.205+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Blast for Peace</category><title>Blog Blast for Peace</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuocB3kPEzI/AAAAAAAAEF0/MDhf65vaOe4/s1600-h/Nov09globeTopRight.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuocB3kPEzI/AAAAAAAAEF0/MDhf65vaOe4/s320/Nov09globeTopRight.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Today bloggers join together to blog about peace. Weird thing is, whenever I try to think about peace, what came up was always The Serenity Prayer (the one that I wrote down in my peace globe above). I think the prayer sums up many important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I'm not going to write anything much here...I'd just like to ask all of us to think of ways to create and maintain peace in our lives...in our day-to-day lives...so that the lives of those around us may be impacted, too...Let's each begin putting a drop of peace in the big ocean of life...to create a ripple across the globe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Here's to peace!!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//mimiwrites.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-get-your-peace-globe-2009.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297542485759732738" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SYSm0r4_rAI/AAAAAAAAraI/guAb2aiEQXw/s200/blogblastlogoblankcroppedoriginallogo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 90px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;November 5, 2009&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://peaceglobegallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Peace Globe Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-655510555428303946?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/h3bgqmGgcro/blog-blast-for-peace.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuocB3kPEzI/AAAAAAAAEF0/MDhf65vaOe4/s72-c/Nov09globeTopRight.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-blast-for-peace.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-43876855450047512</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T06:10:00.249+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wedding Anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love Letter</category><title>3rd Wedding Anniversary</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Dear Bonbon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Three years ago we stood in front of my priest, exchanging vows. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. Nothing else mattered and everybody else in the whole room seemed to vanish when we said those words to each other. It was our moment, our big step in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Back then I didn't know full well the prices I had to pay to marry you and move halfway around the world. It never crossed my mind that it would be so hard to have your heart split into two: my new family in Finland and my family in Indo. I'm writing this letter a few days before I have to fly to Indo and I feel a mixture of sadness and joy: sadness for having to leave you and your parents, joy for being able to meet my family. And the same thing will happen again the day when I'm supposed to fly back to Indo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;There are also other prices that came up only after I moved to Finland, but the most important thing is that &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;you're worth the prices I have to pay&lt;/b&gt;. We are worth each and every one of it. What we have is worth the fight. I don't know how much more time God gives us, but I promise I'm going to do my best to cherish each and every moment I have with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;To be honest, before I moved to Finland, I also didn't know how right my choice was to marry you (I bet you also felt the same - at least the logical part of the brain would say so). After all, we never really dated "normally" and we had only been together in real life for more or less 3 weeks in total before our wedding day. Before I moved to Finland, I knew you were funny, but I never knew you're &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt; funny. You make me laugh so easily. You make me feel cherished, loved, supported, accepted. You never make me feel like I'm stupid, even when I make silly mistakes and you're always ready to comfort me when I need it. You never give me any unsolicited advice and you never criticize me. Even when I'm SO cranky, you always keep your cool and you put up with it. I'm &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;SO grateful&lt;/b&gt; for that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Up to now, we've had some disagreements, but they never escalated into any fights. There were times when I wondered about this, you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;There were times when I wondered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; if it was "healthy" to never having fights after living together for almost three years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;There were times when I wondered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; if there were "ticking bombs" in our marriage...but one day I realized the answer. It's a simple as ABC. &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;You've always brought out the best in me.&lt;/b&gt; I don't exactly know how you do it, but you do. I guess you're just one of those people who "click" with me - who are in the opposite end from those people who get into my nerves so easily even though they probably don't really mean to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;That was one of the reasons why I knew you were and are the one for me. Even though there were some occasions when I wanted to get REALLY angry at you, I just couldn't lash out. If I had been with someone else, I couldn't guarantee that things would calm down the way they were with you. But you...you've always managed to douse my flames so quickly. Always. Every single time. I'm amazed at that. I guess my instinct was right after all - about your being the one for me even before we met. Time has proven this even better than I could have imagined it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Even though life in Sodankylä is not all roses and flowers and sometimes I do feel frustrated about "finding my place in here" (esp. in terms of finding a suitable occupation that would bring me some income), I love my life with you. I love the way you treat me. I love the way you move (so sexy, oh yeah!). I love the way you smile. I love your crazy jokes. I love how I can be totally crazy in front of you - and still feel like I'm the most precious person on earth instead of feeling silly. I love all the little things you do that I can't possibly write down here (tee hee...).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;I wish right now I could hold you SO tightly to let you know how much you mean to me...but 'coz I'm halfway around the world, I hope this note warms up your heart until I come back to your arms again (and then I can "attack you properly, passionately, tenderly"). I just want to say &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/b&gt;for being you, &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/b&gt; for everything. I'm &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;PROUD&lt;/b&gt; to be your wife and I'm &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;SO lucky&lt;/b&gt; to be able to love you, hold you, kiss you, make love to you, cook for you, clean your ears, tickle you, scratch your back, stare at you, smell your fart (OK, OK, I know that oftentimes they don't smell - unlike mine), help you cut your hair, listen to your heartbeats, nibble you, tuck you up on the sofa sometimes when you take a nap...and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU&lt;/b&gt; more than before...the longer I am with you, the more I adore you...I can't wait to go back home to you...because&lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt; you are my home&lt;/b&gt;...my safe haven on earth...my "bunny in a bag"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Your crazy wife (who's crazily in love with you),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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AMEL&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;P.S. Sorry, I don't allow comments for this post 'coz it's a very personal post. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-43876855450047512?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/rTgZXI2Xg5M/3rd-wedding-anniversary.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/3rd-wedding-anniversary.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-2120528142964550927</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 04:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T06:11:57.263+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quiz</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just For Fun Quizzes</category><title>What's Your Best Trait?</title><description>&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;Yeah, just for fun he he...this quiz reminded me of what one of my best friends said to me once. She said: "Once you've made a decision, whatever other people say doesn't matter anymore. You'll just find more and more explanations for them to justify your decisions." So I guess I AM persistent in a way he he he...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Your Best Trait is Persistence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;You are strong willed and very stubborn. You don't give up, even when everyone else thinks you should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; You are good at selecting a goal, figuring out how to achieve, and putting your nose to the grindstone until you've got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; You've got true grit. You may not be the richest or luckiest person you know, but you're definitely the toughest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #073763;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; You are independent and always do things your own way. If people question your tactics, it only makes you more determined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-2120528142964550927?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/aUdds15ncJM/whats-your-best-trait.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-your-best-trait.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-1407912519952739498</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 14:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T16:32:00.496+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Squirrel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Indo Trip</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video Clips</category><title>Leaving Tomorrow</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I still can't believe I'll be flying to Indo tomorrow already. It feels like a dream. I think partly I feel that way 'coz I'm flying alone this time and I'll leave dear hubby behind. Oh well...I've prepared some blog posts scheduled to be published during the time I'm away, so don't forget to come and visit me even when I'm away, OK? He he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to Finland on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;November 28th&lt;/span&gt;, just in time to celebrate my birthday the day after he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have too much time now...just wanna share these two video clips with you...First one: the video clip I took about 2 weeks ago - my BIL was in the video, checking out the surface of the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4V9bOHgmnd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4V9bOHgmnd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another video clip of the squirrel he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/00N562u6z6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/00N562u6z6Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wish you all a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;beautiful November filled with hope, joy, health, love, and laughter&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be missing you guys and girls A LOT and we'll see if I can visit your blogs while I'm in Indo (my bro has a laptop now, so I can use it - but I don't know how good the internet connection is over there he he...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya when I see ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/56/56523dyuk5aprlk.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-1407912519952739498?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/L8ycC2sc6aI/leaving-tomorrow.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/leaving-tomorrow.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-2710923018339927639</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T19:09:28.058+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3BT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hug</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reward</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Winter Wonderland</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Magazine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cooking</category><title>3BT: Random Days</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wonderful shopping trip&lt;/span&gt; with hubby and MIL today. ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I've received the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;magazine&lt;/span&gt; in which my article is published. (I'm not going to put the scanned version of the article here 'coz I'm afraid that it may be against the law - esp. 'coz it's supposed to be released only in the beginning of November, but if you want to see it, just let me know by writing a comment for this post and I'll send it to you via email.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Receiving the papers to get my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;reward&lt;/span&gt; for the article HUE HE HE HE HE...tomorrow I have to post it ho ho ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/656/656931w6c7b8gg4z.png" border="0" height="120" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spending &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;plenty of quality time&lt;/span&gt; with hubby plus another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wonderful cabin trip&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Seeing hubby and MIL "fighting" about who should be paying - each of them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;insisted on paying&lt;/span&gt; for the other party HA HA HA HA HA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Winter Wonderlandddddd &lt;/span&gt;again in Sodankylä after two days of snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1514/1514280pqygj2fo8p.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Finding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;canned red beans&lt;/span&gt; and managing to recreate the kind of beef red bean soup flavour that my Mom usually makes in Indo. WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Eating the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;beef red bean soup&lt;/span&gt; while it was still hot and feeling as though I had been at my parents' place in Bandung, eating my Mom's food. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Feeling that now I can officially call myself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my Mom's daughter&lt;/span&gt; - because for years I felt that my brother was the one who was more talented in cooking than me (and I've always been more like my Dad in terms of personality, too). But hey, turns out I'm not THAT bad he he he he...I'm improving myself!!! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2083/2083600nj0yp4igiy.gif" border="0" height="96" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Giving&lt;/span&gt; MIL some of my beef red bean soup and some of my white egg cake. ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;11. Getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a tight hug&lt;/span&gt; from MIL and giving one back. ;-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1259/1259656epqt4x44mf.gif" border="0" height="209" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-2710923018339927639?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/6SafI0e-opU/3bt-random-days_28.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/3bt-random-days_28.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-3852279786776891110</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T18:03:29.836+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Squirrel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cabin Trip</category><title>Full Weekend</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hi, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe in less than a week I'll fly to Indo!!! *gasp* Anyway, last weekend was quite overloaded for me, 'coz I went to that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; entrepreneur course&lt;/span&gt; on Friday afternoon (5 hours) and Saturday (6 hours). Right after I went back home on Saturday, we went to the cabin to spend the night there. WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had loads of fun in the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; cabin&lt;/span&gt; - laughing and being crazy hi hi hi...Didn't take too many nature pics 'coz it wasn't sunny weather. Here are some pics I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pic: The hole in the ice where we got some water - not to drink, just to go to the toilet or wash our hands with. It was so dark outside that we had to bring a big flashlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF0vFWS9I/AAAAAAAAEFc/675ARLgsbzA/s1600-h/Hole.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF0vFWS9I/AAAAAAAAEFc/675ARLgsbzA/s400/Hole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937238256176082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pic: Inside the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF0e6LdJI/AAAAAAAAEFU/LboPVIRoVv4/s1600-h/CabinNuance.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF0e6LdJI/AAAAAAAAEFU/LboPVIRoVv4/s400/CabinNuance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937233914360978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd pic: Me so hungry me could eat R2's foot HA HA HA HA...Actually he thought the pose was gross hi hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXGSsIq5bI/AAAAAAAAEFs/9QrHjMECkaQ/s1600-h/MeEat.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXGSsIq5bI/AAAAAAAAEFs/9QrHjMECkaQ/s400/MeEat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937752860878258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th pic: Yep, another squirrel pic. It just stood there like that for a few minutes. I'm uploading the video now and I'll show you later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF1NxK4JI/AAAAAAAAEFk/T6v5QAHSiwE/s1600-h/SquirrelTractor.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF1NxK4JI/AAAAAAAAEFk/T6v5QAHSiwE/s400/SquirrelTractor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396937246493040786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have so many things to do still before I go to Indo. On Wed we'll go to Rovaniemi for one last shopping trip with my MIL. :-D Can't wait to do that. ;-D Now R2 and I can spend our last week together before I leave him for 4 straight weeks. I wonder how it'll be like 'coz we've never been apart for more than one day. Gonna be interesting he he...&lt;br /&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/4756387640551134005-3852279786776891110?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/li0OUm-ldY4/full-weekend.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuXF0vFWS9I/AAAAAAAAEFc/675ARLgsbzA/s72-c/Hole.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/full-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-7965098943894888088</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T11:33:13.674+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hope</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Packing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video Clip</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Weekend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Zazzle</category><title>So Many Things To Do</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Yesterday I started packing so that I'd know how much space I have left. I still haven't bought some stuff yet and I freaked out when I found out my suitcase weighed 18 kg already. OUCH!!! I only have 20 kg baggage allowance and 7 kg of backpack. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; I do NOT want to lug around a 7-kg backpack (or even heavier than that - my friend says she always carries around a 15-kg backpack when she goes back to Indo) 'coz it's such a LONG journey for me (have to change planes in Helsinki and HK and take a bus to Bandung from Jkt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to throw some things out and make sure that I bring the more important stuff on board. This evening and tomorrow I'll have the crash course of entrepreneurship and then tomorrow eve we'll probably go to the cabin. Thus it's better for me to write my post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt; Almost forgot!!! Ever since we moved here, we've been trying to find where we "hid" the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bubble wraps&lt;/span&gt; (you know, the kind of bubble wraps for packages?). We searched high and low, but we couldn't find them anywhere. When I took my suitcase yesterday and opened it...voila!!! There they were!!! I was laughing so much and I called R2 right away (he was at work) HA HA HA HA HA HA...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO FUNNY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't started writing drafts for my blog during the time I'll be in Indo. I also have to start cooking and putting stuff in the freezer sometime next week so that R2 has plenty to eat later on without having to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had so many dreams at nights - maybe 'coz my brain is SO active during the day as well, thinking of ideas...brainstorming...thinking of so many things to remember he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna show off some more of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;latest creations&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zazzle&lt;/span&gt;. I think later on I'll create another blog for this purpose, but I haven't got the time yet to do it, so bear with me he he he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one ---&gt; the symbols at the back of the shoe was created from the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hope"&lt;/span&gt;. If you click on both, you can view them from different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/purple_flowers_shoes-167939809899781658?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/purple_flowers_shoes-p167939809899781658firom_325.jpg" alt="Purple Flowers kedsshoe" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/purple_flowers_shoes-167939809899781658?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Purple Flowers&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/custom/shoes?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Create custom sneakers&lt;/a&gt; on zazzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/raindrop_pink_shoes-167796046181858865?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/raindrop_pink_shoes-p167796046181858865firo1_325.jpg" alt="Raindrop Pink kedsshoe" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/raindrop_pink_shoes-167796046181858865?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Raindrop Pink&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/raindrop+shoes?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Raindrop Keds Shoes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie...I guess I'll be off now to shower and to try to write down some drafts for my blog. See ya when I get back home!!! Enjoy your weekend, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this video on Facebook and it's SO touching that I just have to share it here he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4I3ZmNKYma0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4I3ZmNKYma0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-7965098943894888088?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/ZdX1QUyyTJo/so-many-things-to-do.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-many-things-to-do.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-2028521476502705886</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 07:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T10:46:19.431+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Associate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Zazzle</category><title>Birthday + Zazzle Store</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today is Ken's first birthday. I wish him a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BEAUTIFUL birthday&lt;/span&gt; and I hope God protects him and keeps him safe and healthy wherever he is. Can't believe that he's one year old already. 'Coz I don't get to see him at all, it feels like it was just yesterday that R2 and I waited outside the delivery room he he he...When I told R2 about this, he couldn't believe it, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuAHiRyB-sI/AAAAAAAAEFM/w7Lic-55X3E/s1600-h/IMG_2438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuAHiRyB-sI/AAAAAAAAEFM/w7Lic-55X3E/s400/IMG_2438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395320639060048578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait until I can get some videos of him later on!!! He's learning to walk now and now he wants to grab a finger (yes, just grabbing one finger is enough) of my Mom's or my bro's or my bro's wife's to walk around the place.  He can walk a few steps without help already. ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, these past few days I've been tinkering with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my Zazzle Store&lt;/span&gt;. Do you know that you can create your own "designs" at Zazzle and sell them? If you don't want to create designs, you can register there to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;an associate&lt;/span&gt; (where you'll get a reference number). As an associate, you can promote any products that you deem beautiful or unique in your blog or FB and if someone click on the links and buys them, you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;get a commission&lt;/span&gt;! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my latest products:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_apron-154659791077309924?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/i_know_im_cute_apron-p154659791077309924x99s_325.jpg" alt="I Know I'm Cute Apron apron" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_apron-154659791077309924?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;I Know I'm Cute Apron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/custom/aprons?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;aprons&lt;/a&gt; at zazzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_baby_tshirt-235487227545827046?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;group=baby&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/i_know_im_cute_baby_tshirt-p235487227545827046apc3i_325.jpg" alt="I Know I'm Cute Baby shirt" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_baby_tshirt-235487227545827046?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;group=baby&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I Know I'm Cute Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_baby_tshirt-235487227545827046?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;group=baby&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/cute+tshirts?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Cute T-Shirts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_tshirt-235049707578918673?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;color=pink&amp;amp;group=kids&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/i_know_im_cute_tshirt-p2350497075789186732rh8v_325.jpg" alt="I Know I'm Cute shirt" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/i_know_im_cute_tshirt-235049707578918673?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;color=pink&amp;amp;group=kids&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Know I'm Cute&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/cute+tshirts?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Cute T-Shirts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/gorgeous_sunrise_mousepad-144184966260952213?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/gorgeous_sunrise_mousepad-p1441849662609522137pdd_325.jpg" alt="Gorgeous Sunrise Mousepad mousepad" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/gorgeous_sunrise_mousepad-144184966260952213?gl=ailema4ever&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gorgeous Sunrise Mousepad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.zazzle.com/ailema4ever*"&gt;ailema4ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View more &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/gorgeous+mousepads?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Gorgeous Mousepads&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now I'd better make a cake I was supposed to make yesterday (I've been craving for it!!!) and then perhaps do a little bit of packing he he he he...I'll blog-hop later, OK? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Here, check out also these products made by my blogger friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/tiger_t_tshirt-235849241995116902?gl=michellefrost7&amp;amp;group=mens&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/tiger_t_tshirt-p235849241995116902fisj5_325.jpg" alt="Tiger T shirt" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/tiger_t_tshirt-235849241995116902?gl=michellefrost7&amp;amp;group=mens&amp;amp;lifestyle=classic&amp;amp;rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tiger T&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/michellefrost7?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;michellefrost7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/custom/tshirts?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Make custom tshirts&lt;/a&gt; at zazzle.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/at_the_zoo_2010_calendar-158490510458923369?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rlv.zcache.com/at_the_zoo_2010_calendar-p1584905104589233692vqvs_325.jpg" alt="At the Zoo 2010 calendar" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/at_the_zoo_2010_calendar-158490510458923369?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;&lt;u&gt;At the Zoo 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/julianarw?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;julianarw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View other &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/animals+calendars?rf=238353038597230012"&gt;Animals Calendars&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-2028521476502705886?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/cl6uf4GWAX4/rambling.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SuAHiRyB-sI/AAAAAAAAEFM/w7Lic-55X3E/s72-c/IMG_2438.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/rambling.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-6071488586786142976</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 10:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T15:59:29.840+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3BT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Last Training Day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frozen Lake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cabin Trip</category><title>3BT: Random Days</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1. On Saturday, R2 told me that he'd take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a week off&lt;/span&gt; before I fly to Indo (I didn't know he was planning to do it and I didn't even ask!). QUALITY TIME, here we go!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He also said that we could go &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; to Rovaniem&lt;/span&gt;i (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; - might as well buy some Christmas gifts there) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;spend another night at the cabin&lt;/span&gt; prior to my departure. Double YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Arranged a day to go to Rovaniemi so that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my MIL&lt;/span&gt; can go with us, which would be next week's Wednesday. YES!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Taking these pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First pic: BIL tried to check the surface of the frozen lake. It was actually perfect for skating (which is rare for northern Finland).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yp9zFRxI/AAAAAAAAEE0/NhMzMqEDdM8/s1600-h/CheckCheck.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yp9zFRxI/AAAAAAAAEE0/NhMzMqEDdM8/s400/CheckCheck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394664362692921106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side of the lake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2ypJIvPZI/AAAAAAAAEEs/qinI6BnkJLE/s1600-h/Icy2.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2ypJIvPZI/AAAAAAAAEEs/qinI6BnkJLE/s400/Icy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394664348556672402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yoiJYCXI/AAAAAAAAEEk/XmizvOf8tzY/s1600-h/Icy1.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yoiJYCXI/AAAAAAAAEEk/XmizvOf8tzY/s400/Icy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394664338090363250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung my camera's strap on some tree branches, so the angle is weird ha ha...but I like the pic anyway. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yoLargJI/AAAAAAAAEEc/D0kk9xlVOeE/s1600-h/HangOn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yoLargJI/AAAAAAAAEEc/D0kk9xlVOeE/s400/HangOn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394664331988926610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby scrub&lt;/span&gt; the dirt away from the stove and other parts of the kitchen after he finished washing the dishes last Sunday (and he didn't even ask my help HA HA...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Yesterday was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt; of my training. YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Yesterday night I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;brainstormed&lt;/span&gt; about my online store with a friend and she said she was willing to try to be my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; supplier&lt;/span&gt; (no, she's not a real seller, she just loves shopping HA HA...). We'll see how it goes. ;-D&lt;br /&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/4756387640551134005-6071488586786142976?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/yf5vMSdhQog/3bt-random-days_20.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/St2yp9zFRxI/AAAAAAAAEE0/NhMzMqEDdM8/s72-c/CheckCheck.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/3bt-random-days_20.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-7798370861548572760</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T12:10:41.513+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Prayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Forum</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Depressed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Support</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alzheimer</category><title>Crosses to Bear</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;When I found out that my FIL was diagnosed with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; disease about 2 years ago, I didn't know how it impacted my MIL. I figured it'd be hard on her (esp. since they've been together for over 45 years), but 'coz whenever we visit them, he always seems so functional and he always looks okay, I thought it was still okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice my MIL told us that she had trouble sleeping at nights 'coz FIL woke up during the night and went out. She also told us once that FIL peed in a bucket instead of in the toilet, so she even made a label on the toilet door. Other than that, though, I didn't know anything about her struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday MIL asked us what to do to be able to comment on a "blog", 'coz it required registration or something like that. At first I was confused, 'coz usually if you want to comment on a blog, you don't need to register first as a user. When she showed us the webpage, I realized it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;forum&lt;/span&gt; for people who take care of their sick family member(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found a thread about Alzheimer's disease and she wanted to comment on that, so we guided her on how to register and how to comment. What struck me the most was when I visited the thread at home after I got back home and read all the stories there, including what my MIL shared with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she took the diagnosis hard and she went into a depression (that I knew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTHING &lt;/span&gt;about!), but gladly her doctor helped her to get into therapy where she could unload her burdens, so it helped. Now that he's been taking medication for the disease, it's helped somewhat (she said that the mornings are always so hard, but after he eats breakfast and takes his pills, he becomes "a different man" - in a good way). So that's why whenever we visit them he always looks pretty normal to me...except on two or three occasions when I saw him have trouble putting on his clothes (he looked confused on how to put them on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shed some tears when I kept on reading the thread. One story that struck me was about this 97-year-old guy whose wife has been put in a nursing home 'coz Alzheimer has wiped out so many things from her brain. This guy drives his car and visits his wife regularly. He feeds her (even though she doesn't seem to recognize him anymore). His daughter died when she was 60 years old and his son died in a car accident when he was in his twenties, so he has nobody else in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I cried! Some people have such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tough crosses to bear&lt;/span&gt;...My Mom always tells me that different people have different crosses to bear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GLAD that now my MIL has a support group to help her. As much as I want to help her, it's always MUCH better to find some people who've gone through similar problems who can really give her total understanding, support, comfort and also advice/tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one reasons I LOVE the internet...you can talk to people all over the world who've been through or who are experiencing what you're experiencing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A burden shared is a burden halved&lt;/span&gt;, agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending prayers for all of those people who struggle to take care of their sick family members...may God give them strength, joy, and serenity to go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1464/1464301tsb23q3c8s.gif" border="0" height="210" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are those who mourn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;For they shall be comforted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Matthew 5:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Philippians 4:11b-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/470/470350exw67fz10r.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-7798370861548572760?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/F3U0L8QIX-0/crosses-to-bear.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/crosses-to-bear.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-6142315564194170618</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 11:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T15:36:49.135+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Written Words</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Grateful</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Comfort</category><title>Inappropriate Gratefulness</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The other day a friend shared with me about this topic. She has been having problems having a child and she had at least one miscarriage in the past. She's been married for over 4 years. When she told another friend about her gyno's diagnosis, this woman (who's had 2 healthy kids) suddenly burst out, "Oh, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO lucky&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't have to experience any morning sickness, bleeding, or miscarriage both times I was pregnant. Now I feel that God loves me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...you can imagine what my friend felt when she heard that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;outburst of gratitude&lt;/span&gt;. Of course it was logical for the woman to feel that way, but still it was really inappropriate to say those words, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a person is hurting and needing comfort and sympathy, that person doesn't need more "knives" stabbing her already painful wounds. The story made me think, though. Have I ever done such a thing to anyone (whether I realize it or not)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Words have power&lt;/span&gt;...to destroy, hurt, encourage, empower, challenge, criticize, praise, give comfort, etc. We may not be able to control what the other person thinks about the words said or written to him/her (because people can take even praise the wrong way), but still we need to be careful with our words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a FAB weekend, everybody!!! I'll blog-hop a bit later on. Now time to make some baked pancakes I've been wanting to try HE HE HE HE HE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/558/558373zs4h19krkz.gif" border="0" height="295" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your thoughts, for they become words.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your words, for they become actions.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your actions, for they become habits.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your habits, for they become character.&lt;br /&gt;Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-6142315564194170618?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/Sw32lZyRuj4/inappropriate-gratefulness.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/inappropriate-gratefulness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-5163984944884032931</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 11:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T10:42:06.985+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cheaper</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">On Sale</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Savings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Milk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Babies</category><title>Parent's Choice Infant Formula</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Having friends who have kids already makes me realize the importance of infant formula. After the breastmilk is not produced anymore, if the breastmilk isn't enough to satisfy the baby (I know some babies who can drink A LOT of milk) or after the mother decides to stop breastfeeding, it's time to find the best infant formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who live in USA, have you heard of Parent's Choice Infant Formula? This &lt;u&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/post?slot_id=69092&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.storebrandformula.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;store brand formula&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is FDA-approved and they're just as good as other infant formula. They come in different choices, such as: milk formula, soy formula, gentle formula, organic formula, sensitivity formula, immune support formula, added rice formula, and stage 2 formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what's the good thing about this one, you ask? Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;they cost cheaper&lt;/span&gt;. Right now they're having a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sale&lt;/span&gt; on milk formula and gentle formula where you can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;get 2 cans for only $10&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty good deal, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still doubt whether or not they're good, you can just fill in an online form to get some samples. All of the products are available in Walmart. In the website you can read much more detailed information on the different types of infant milk. There is even on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;online savings calculator&lt;/span&gt; where you get to compare how much it costs you to buy different kinds of infant milk versus Parent's Choice Infant Formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;map name="map4782"&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/metrics/click/disclosure?slot_id=69092&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.storebrandformula.com" shape="rect" coords="0,0,206,45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;area href="http://socialspark.com/code_of_ethics" shape="rect" coords="207,0,225,45" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/map&gt;&lt;img alt="Post?slot_id=69092&amp;amp;url=http%3a%2f%2fsocialspark" src="http://socialspark.com/metrics/view/post?slot_id=69092&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsocialspark.com%2Fimages%2Fdisclosure_badges%2Fdisclosure_badge_purple.png" style="border: 0pt none ;" usemap="#map4782" border="0" /&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/4756387640551134005-5163984944884032931?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/MtaTq5xFpeA/parents-choice-infant-formula.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/parents-choice-infant-formula.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-709319423773010683</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T17:48:12.642+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3BT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chocolate Pudding</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Taxes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Basics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boots</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chips</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Salad</category><title>Seminar + 3BT</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I've just booked a place for an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;entrepreneur seminar&lt;/span&gt; in this village. Funny thing is that the other day there was a rather slow day at work and during a break I managed to browse through a local newspaper and found the advertisement for this seminar. It's for free and it'll be held for two days on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;October 23rd and 24th&lt;/span&gt;. It's for anyone who's interested in opening their own businesses or who is thinking of opening one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will tell us what kind of businesses there are in Finland and all the basic info about opening your own business, funding, pricing, etc. Sounds good, right? :-))) We'll see how it goes then. :-)))) I feel like I'm about to step into another dimension or something, you know? In a way it's good to be able to find out these things before I go to Indo so that I can think of what to bring to Finland to try to sell here (or if they're worth selling here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/811/811269j0702q8bj4.gif" border="0" height="69" width="92" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now let me share my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3BT post&lt;/span&gt; here too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finding &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a generous sum of tips&lt;/span&gt; in one bedroom at the hotel HO HO HO HO HO...Remember that guests here don't normally give any tips, so if they give some, it's already more than good. But today I found one who gave a generous sum. WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Used the money to buy salad, tomatoes, cucumber, and a bag of chips (new flavour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1054/1054619uymc383ki3.gif" border="0" height="120" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tasted the new-flavoured chips (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sour cream and pepper&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;  it! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Almost forgot this one: The government has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;reduced the taxes for food &lt;/span&gt;by 5% (it was 17% and now it's 12%) until July 2010. It really helps me A LOT in cutting down my grocery budget. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER delicious chocolate pudding&lt;/span&gt; at the hotel. I'm drooling while thinking of the taste...simply superb...wish I could ask for the recipe hi hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/536/536084t28p8icuey.png" border="0" height="50" width="52" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why, tomorrow is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and it's a cause for celebration 'coz then weekend is coming SOON and then I have only one day of work left (Monday) HO HO HO HO HO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Found some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEAP CHEAP reddish mangoes&lt;/span&gt; from Brazil in Lidl (at only €0.99 per kg - usually it's over €2/kg). OH YEAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;winter boots&lt;/span&gt; I bought on a discount last spring (that I only start wearing now) are REALLY REALLY soft and comfy. LOVE 'em!!! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/834/834865koswvaeibw.gif" border="0" height="164" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-709319423773010683?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/OYvrnT8Qyws/seminar-3bt.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/seminar-3bt.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-478666675309200870</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 16:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T19:46:21.418+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wedding Anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mop</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Talent Show</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Small Business</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stuck</category><title>Brain Overload</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It's not that I don't have things to write, but I think I've been having some brain overload that I don't even know anymore what to write here he he...I've been trying to read a lot of info on opening your own business here in Finland and there were times I felt scared that I thought it'd be best to just give up on the idea. There were other times that I felt, "Okay, this is it. This is your best shot of doing something worthwhile for yourself instead of trying to find a job out there, 'coz you know how hard it's going to be for you to get the kind of job you can enjoy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...change of topic then...the other day we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent Suomi&lt;/span&gt; show on TV and I was SO impressed with this group. Too bad I couldn't put the video here, but here's the link if you want to watch it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nelonen.fi/ohjelmat/talent-suomi/videot?vt=video&amp;amp;vid=43252"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Will Funk For Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm looking forward to their other performances! Definitely! And they looked like they were having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO MUCH FUN&lt;/span&gt; during their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/542/542208uym20uqd84.gif" border="0" height="25" width="42" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I forgot to tell you a funny incident that happened quite some time ago at the hotel. Once when I was working alone, I went to the lift with my cleaning carriage (containing plenty of things) and the rubber end of my floor mop &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;got STUCK&lt;/span&gt; in between the lift door (we use the kind of mop that has a long steel handle with a rubber end like the kind of mop you use to clean windows - but to clean the floor, we add a regular floor mop on top of the rubber part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panicked, I pushed the "stop" button and tried to yank it, but I couldn't do it. I went up to the other floor, but couldn't do anything about it. So I went down again and this time I really yanked it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAAAARRRRDDD&lt;/span&gt;. Finally it worked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew!!! I was sweaty at that time already 'coz of the stress ha ha ha ha ha...such a crazy experience, and it happened again the second time - but this time I knew already what to do and how hard I should yank it hi hi hi hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/757/757443qyijem79rg.gif" border="0" height="81" width="62" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told this story to R2 and he shook his head in disbelief he he he...Anyway, I only have 4 days of work left (until Monday) and then I can start packing and buying the last few items I need before I fly to Indo. Bad thing is that I'm going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;miss our wedding anniversary&lt;/span&gt;, but I'll be back here for my birthday. Oh well...I guess we can celebrate our anniversary on my birthday too he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2305/2305839m6f59mm85c.jpg" border="0" height="462" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The other day we watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/span&gt; and it was GREAT!!! Ice Age is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/span&gt; my number one fave cartoon of all time he he he...all three of them are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;! :-D&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/4756387640551134005-478666675309200870?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/E5k74571U1Y/brain-overload.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/brain-overload.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-9052825101852107512</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T14:29:50.535+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Making Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3BT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Savings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cleaning Up Snow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cuddling</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diamond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kissing</category><title>3BT: Random Days</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;1. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Diamonds&lt;/span&gt;" glittering on a rooftop (read: when the sun was shining on the rooftop of a building covered by snow, the snow glittered just like diamonds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Making lurrrrrvvvvveeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;e and cuddling, kissing, and tickling each other afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3b2WUhAI/AAAAAAAAEDc/e3mSoESl3fI/s1600-h/LuvU.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3b2WUhAI/AAAAAAAAEDc/e3mSoESl3fI/s400/LuvU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391291918012679170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;as if spring&lt;/span&gt; had come again due to the amount of snow and sunlight during daytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taking these pictures&lt;/span&gt; made me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG4XlB7tLI/AAAAAAAAED8/EOVKrKl4I9A/s1600-h/Kelu.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG4XlB7tLI/AAAAAAAAED8/EOVKrKl4I9A/s400/Kelu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391292944155915442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cnnnuqI/AAAAAAAAED0/f16kmorht58/s1600-h/View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cnnnuqI/AAAAAAAAED0/f16kmorht58/s400/View.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391291931238578850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cb8VJFI/AAAAAAAAEDs/hwf5Q1hDHEI/s1600-h/SnowyHill.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cb8VJFI/AAAAAAAAEDs/hwf5Q1hDHEI/s400/SnowyHill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391291928104215634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cJGVs8I/AAAAAAAAEDk/OCcNUQhrLt0/s1600-h/SnowyB.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3cJGVs8I/AAAAAAAAEDk/OCcNUQhrLt0/s400/SnowyB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391291923045921730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Starting to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;count down&lt;/span&gt; to the day of my departure to Indo and feeling both&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; joy and sadness&lt;/span&gt; (sadness 'coz I'll have to leave hubby for 4 weeks - we've never been apart for more than one day for the past 2 years and 7 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Receiving "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;tempe teri&lt;/span&gt;" from an Indo friend who lives in Southern Finland. The day I received it, I cooked rice right away and it felt HEAVENLY to taste tempe teri with hot rice. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hubby's shaved cheek&lt;/span&gt; on mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Having some&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; savings&lt;/span&gt; for rainy days and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not having debt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a very funny joke&lt;/span&gt; (in Finnish), laughing about it, and sharing the laughter with hubby and BIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Asking hubby: "Is our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt; what you think a marriage is supposed to be?" He said yes and when I asked if he had any complaints about me, he said no. :-D&lt;br /&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/4756387640551134005-9052825101852107512?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/eAKdD1Uu-0U/3bt-random-days.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/StG3b2WUhAI/AAAAAAAAEDc/e3mSoESl3fI/s72-c/LuvU.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/3bt-random-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-4296503913296133816</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 17:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-07T20:59:53.836+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snowstorm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dream</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Condolences</category><title>Snowstorm!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Snowstorm&lt;/span&gt; happened today. It started at around 10 am and it hadn't stopped yet when I went to take a nap at around 5.30 pm. I hadn't been feeling too well lately (seems like flu wants to strike me, but it hasn't fully developed yet), so today I asked R2 to coin my back and then I went to sleep after taking a Panadol to get rid of my annoying headache (headache started to bother me half of my working day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I rode my bike home, it was almost impossible to see the road 'coz the flurry of snow kept on blocking my sight, but I am HAPPY that now everything's SO white again. It feels like December and I just want to sing Christmas songs HA HA HA HA HA HA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here let me give you a comparison of photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First pic was taken on Monday (the first snow day this year), which came a few weeks earlier than last year. It snowed lightly during the night, but during the day the temp. went up, so it melted fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszTn7hkrXI/AAAAAAAAEC8/tXhJLOlzdiE/s1600-h/EnsiLumi.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszTn7hkrXI/AAAAAAAAEC8/tXhJLOlzdiE/s400/EnsiLumi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389915537002507634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second pic: I took it today after I got back home from work at around 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszTnlL3xhI/AAAAAAAAEC0/kazBytnHMcA/s1600-h/SnowStorm.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszTnlL3xhI/AAAAAAAAEC0/kazBytnHMcA/s400/SnowStorm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389915531005904402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the tracks? Yep...I had to ride my bike really slowly so that the tyres wouldn't slip. I was still wearing my summer sports shoes to work today (I wore double socks, though). I guess tomorrow I have to wear my winter shoes he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszToZS2bpI/AAAAAAAAEDE/AOAkgzFilKQ/s1600-h/Tracks.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszToZS2bpI/AAAAAAAAEDE/AOAkgzFilKQ/s400/Tracks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389915544993820306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever told you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; a dream&lt;/span&gt; I had a LONG LONG time ago? I still remember it like it was yesterday. Whenever it snows outside and I'm looking out at the scenery from a big window, I always remember this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember anymore when I had this dream, but it must've been before I saw snow in real life. I was standing in front of a HUGE HUGE window (bare window without any curtains or blinds), staring at a scenery outside: snow is falling lightly to the ground and there are people outside in a small village walking about in the evening...street lights are already on and I feel so serene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hoped that someday I could see snow like that...I mean when the snow is falling every so lightly, it feels all hushed up and serenity engulfs me...that kind of scenery...and that has happened to me already. My dream has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;COME TRUE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!! :-D :-D :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/328/328052gqbj0xn03d.gif" border="0" height="35" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this post I'd also like to say my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; DEEPEST condolences&lt;/span&gt; for the loss of my friend's beloved dog (she had to be let go), &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Fluffy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszWSc1MdrI/AAAAAAAAEDM/KxJDw76B9bQ/s1600-h/SnowyFluffyJan08.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszWSc1MdrI/AAAAAAAAEDM/KxJDw76B9bQ/s400/SnowyFluffyJan08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389918466520938162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're allright now, girl...no more pain!!! You'll be missed dearly, though!!!!!!!&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/4756387640551134005-4296503913296133816?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/7TCsz24ZN9w/snowstorm.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SszTn7hkrXI/AAAAAAAAEC8/tXhJLOlzdiE/s72-c/EnsiLumi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/snowstorm.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-2377861868695934459</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 08:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T11:44:11.340+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Squirrel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pancakes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snow</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video Clips</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cabin Trip</category><title>My Cup Runneth Over</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today I woke up at around 10 am and opened the window blinds and voila!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First snowwwww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;has come early this year. If I remember correctly, last year it came at the end of October. It felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MAGNIFICENT&lt;/span&gt; to see snow, though I know it'll melt away soon as the day temperature is still above 0'C, but still he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had to work, but when I came back home, I realized that hubby had washed all the dishes AND made pancakes. Plus I had called from work and asked him to bake some french fries and hamburger (I was craving for it), so when I arrived home, the smell of hot food and pancakes greeted me...oh, and of course a clean kitchen HO HO HO HO HO HO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, the cabin trip was...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I had a chance to see amazing views of nature plus some more squirrels in action from about a metre away from me. Then I guess 'coz we're about to be apart for 4 weeks soon enough, R2 hugged me SO tightly - the kind of hug that he gave me when we met for the first time and we knew we had to be apart again. Yep, that kind of hug. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ME LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I got to give my MIL something and she loved it, too...in return she gave me some flowers HE HE HE HE HE HE HE HE...So, can you see why I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS happy&lt;/span&gt;? ;-D Besides, I only have 10 days of work left at the hotel and then I'm free to focus on packing and preparing myself to go back to Indo HO HO HO HO HO HO HO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...OK OK...let me share the pics with you then he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When R2 went to the cabin to warm it up, I went along with him 'coz it was sunset time and I wanted to take pics of the lake. Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmsnu6Hm_I/AAAAAAAAECU/4G5DRGoFPEs/s1600-h/Sunset1.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmsnu6Hm_I/AAAAAAAAECU/4G5DRGoFPEs/s400/Sunset1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389028227732184050" 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/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmsn_uQ1eI/AAAAAAAAECc/kRpzD8CIHhA/s1600-h/Sunset2.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmsn_uQ1eI/AAAAAAAAECc/kRpzD8CIHhA/s400/Sunset2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389028232245859810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish you could see it yourself...the golden ripples on the lake water...amazing sight!!!&lt;/span&gt; At that moment, nothing else seemed to matter. Time seemed to have stopped and all you want to do is cherish the moment that draws you closer to the realization that God has indeed made such magnificent creations...mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look carefully, you'll notice that a part of the lake water has turned to ice. Here's a zoomed in pic of the icy water:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsADg5ZTI/AAAAAAAAEB0/ee5M8q-dKKU/s1600-h/IcyLakeWater.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsADg5ZTI/AAAAAAAAEB0/ee5M8q-dKKU/s400/IcyLakeWater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027546068772146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooming in on the other side of the lake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsARM7zQI/AAAAAAAAEB8/Gpwj6ctJpRI/s1600-h/OtherSide.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsARM7zQI/AAAAAAAAEB8/Gpwj6ctJpRI/s400/OtherSide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027549743140098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I walked back to my in-laws' place after the sun set, I saw a full moon!!! :-D I took many pics of the moon but I think this one is the best one he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmr_5lcYgI/AAAAAAAAEBs/lknVBKjd1OQ/s1600-h/FullMoon.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmr_5lcYgI/AAAAAAAAEBs/lknVBKjd1OQ/s400/FullMoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027543403487746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went to sleep in the cabin, I woke up at around 6.30 am to pee in the toilet outside and then I wanted to take pics of the lake behind the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmr_c3jFsI/AAAAAAAAEBk/jAVJyhceAiA/s1600-h/B4Sunrise.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmr_c3jFsI/AAAAAAAAEBk/jAVJyhceAiA/s400/B4Sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027535694796482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that the sun was about to rise...and WOWIE...look at these pics!!! I stayed outside for about 10-15 minutes...waiting for the sun to actually rise, but then clouds covered it up, so I went back inside to sleep. But still the time I spent outside in the cold was SO worthwhile!!!!! :-D :-D :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsA5pLqmI/AAAAAAAAECE/fBGiUM6_wiU/s1600-h/Sunrise1.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsA5pLqmI/AAAAAAAAECE/fBGiUM6_wiU/s400/Sunrise1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389027560599038562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsndTAN2I/AAAAAAAAECM/jOv_2hYkUkk/s1600-h/Sunrise2.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsndTAN2I/AAAAAAAAECM/jOv_2hYkUkk/s400/Sunrise2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389028223004718946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video clip I took so that you can see how vast the lake is...if you have fast internet account, better click on this link: &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mppXYlNwl8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mppXYlNwl8&lt;/a&gt; and choose HD to enjoy a better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mppXYlNwl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8mppXYlNwl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Saturday as we went back to my in-laws', I saw a cute squirrel (or two? I'm not sure if they are the same or not 'coz my BIL said he saw THREE of them outside the yard the other day) and took some pics and a video clip of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this below pic, my MIL tried to give it some bread he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsoU4RGmI/AAAAAAAAECk/doxeNZSu8Oo/s1600-h/Squirrel2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsoU4RGmI/AAAAAAAAECk/doxeNZSu8Oo/s400/Squirrel2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389028237924964962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the squirrel jumped onto my in-laws' bird feeder and ate from up there hi hi hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsoudJ8eI/AAAAAAAAECs/N4ZQDqfRMIk/s1600-h/Squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SsmsoudJ8eI/AAAAAAAAECs/N4ZQDqfRMIk/s400/Squirrel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389028244790571490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video clip of the squirrel on the bird feeder: &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlRA1M8442w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlRA1M8442w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlRA1M8442w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlRA1M8442w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&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/4756387640551134005-2377861868695934459?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/Jxn7SZ81Mbo/my-cup-runneth-over.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/Ssmsnu6Hm_I/AAAAAAAAECU/4G5DRGoFPEs/s72-c/Sunset1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-cup-runneth-over.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-5487368569400283615</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T15:02:55.366+03:00</atom:updated><title>Shorty</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hi, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A LOT for all the concern about my family. They live in Bandung, so they're fine. Some friends and relatives live in Jakarta and one best friend's sister and family live in Padang (around the area where the earthquake hit the other day). They're all fine THANK GOD, despite the fact that the house is messy 'coz many things fall down from different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find DISGUSTING is hearing that some people ROB stores that were damaged due to the earthquake. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SHAME ON THEM!!! BAD BAD BAD KARMA&lt;/span&gt; vibes for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/546/546903hqu3sas9n0.jpg" border="0" height="82" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't write long or blog-hop yet 'coz soon we're going to spend the night at the cabin and then on Sunday I have to work (but I'll get Monday off)...so that means I will blog-hop only later on Monday I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all doing fine and I hope those areas that were hit by earthquakes or tsunami get help quickly and that they still have hope for a better life. I DO hope there are no more earthquakes and  like this...&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/4756387640551134005-5487368569400283615?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/5Mna36O52SE/shorty.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/10/shorty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-2177932005934410193</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T09:00:01.087+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gifts for Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Gentleman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pie-Making Experiments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hubby's Smile</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Warm Hugs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mother-in-law</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non-Fiction Story</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kisses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">3BT</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dishes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Decision</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chatting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">No Complaint</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cabin Trip</category><title>3BT: Random Days</title><description>&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;1. Experimenting with &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;pie-making&lt;/b&gt; (using two different recipes) and getting good results that even hubby claims as "good ones".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;2. A few weeks ago, I met &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;an old gentleman&lt;/b&gt; at the hotel. He opened the lift door for me and then before leaving the hotel with his wife, he came straight into the room where I was cleaning to give me a tip (although he could have just left it inside his room, but I guess he wanted ME to get it instead of my coworker). That really melted my heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;3. Getting the phone call from the magazine to let me know that my &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;non-fiction story will be published&lt;/b&gt; in my birth month and that I'll get some reward for it. :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;4. Having &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;made up my mind&lt;/b&gt; about the job offer and having told my boss about my decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;5. Having bought some &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;gifts for my family&lt;/b&gt; in Indo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;6. &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;Chatting &lt;/b&gt;with my MIL via Skype.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;7. Hearing hubby said that we'd &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;go to the cabin&lt;/b&gt; again this upcoming Friday and spend a night there. WHOOOPEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;8. Seeing &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;hubby's smile&lt;/b&gt; when I told him about preparing some meals for him before I fly to Indo (and putting them in the freezer for him to eat). &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;Waking hubby up&lt;/b&gt; in the morning with hugs and kisses on regular days during my training ('coz I have to work at 7 am and he has to work at 8 am).&lt;br /&gt;
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10. Seeing &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;a layer of ice&lt;/b&gt; on top of the hotel roof while cleaning some of the rooms. I can't wait to see snow piling up on top of roofs near Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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11. Giving hubby a &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;back massage&lt;/b&gt; and touching his body brings me pure delight.&lt;br /&gt;
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12. &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;Hubby doing the dishes&lt;/b&gt; without being asked (I know some guys who help out while muttering and complaining, so I must cherish hubby's help).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-2177932005934410193?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/b8K_FHFXACk/3bt-random-days_29.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/3bt-random-days_29.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-911494504872258719</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-26T21:46:13.299+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Money</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Physical Job</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Passion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Possibilities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Job Offer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Online Store</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unpredictability</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Freedom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Disadvantages</category><title>Money vs Unpredictability</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A few days ago the boss of my training place offered me a job for December and January. She said that the job would not only be about cleaning, but maybe it included something else (like a tourist guide). I have to admit that the first thing that came across my mind was the money. If I worked even for two months and I'd get salary, then I'd be able to save &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SO much money&lt;/span&gt; compared to the unemployment benefit I receive from the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1556/1556911ox4b1t41sw.jpg" border="0" height="120" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after that moment was gone, I realized that I was actually looking forward to ending this type of physical training. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;First of all&lt;/span&gt;, it doesn't really help me improve my Finnish. I mostly do my job alone and even if someone else works together with me, we can't possible talk much while working, 'coz sometimes she's working other rooms or she's cleaning the toilet while I put the sheets in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Secondly&lt;/span&gt;, December (and I guess January) would be such a hectic period (otherwise why would they recruit me only during those months, right?). They've told me during the interview that they wouldn't pay any overtime money (instead workers are allowed to take some days off later on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the job is mostly cleaning job again (which I believe it'd be) and I'd definitely be doing overtime, I'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt; exhausted and it's not going to help us in getting myself pregnant. We've been trying for 15 months now and I'll be gone for a month in November, so if I'm going to "lose" two more months 'coz of doing this type of physical job, then I'll be damned!!! After all, we're not exactly in our 20's anymore. R2 is going to turn 39 already next year, so we have to try our best every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/331/331684xj092y2079.gif" border="0" height="50" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thirdly&lt;/span&gt;, I've been toying with the idea of opening my own online business. I know that this means unpredictability, especially 'coz the global financial situation is so bad these days, but it'll give me the freedom to do many things (other than become my own boss). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I don't know yet what kind of things I want to sell in my online store, but I still have time to think about it and do some research. I figured that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;before my business grows, I'll have plenty of time to read Finnish novels and add my vocabulary and sentence structures (with the hope that in the future I'll be able to write stories to sell in Finnish - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to admit that the phone call from the magazine people gave me the encouragement to pursue this option&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday I declined the job offer, although I did thank my boss for offering me the job. I felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a HUGE relief&lt;/span&gt; wash over me after I made that decision. :-))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/324/324852ved5ko94it.gif" border="0" height="20" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The thing is...I've realized that in this village, it's SO hard to find a job that suits me...the kind of job that I may enjoy (other than cleaning jobs). I'm getting tired of moving around from one training place to another without getting a job offer...or getting a job offer that doesn't suit me. Although I realize that I do learn many things from doing different types of training, but still...Call me an idealist if you want, but I don't want to work only for the money (not if I still have other options). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to feel passionate about what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's hard to find a suitable job here 'coz naturally (understandably) business owners or bosses here don't really trust my abilities yet...I don't even know what kind of job would suit me here in this village (remember that there aren't any international companies here). It's just still so blurry. I applied for a job as a cashier a few months ago in a clothing store, but I never heard anything from them. I guess recruiting a Finnish person would definitely be more advantageous for them rather than recruiting me (plus they'd be wondering how well I can speak/understand Finnish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/468/468287y0kj37riyw.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of these disadvantages I started thinking about opening my own online business. I figured that opening an online store won't cost me as much money as opening a real store here where I have to rent a place etc. I know if I truly open my online business in the future, I'll have to deal with so much paperwork and I have to do my own tax report and that's going to be tough, but at least I'm doing it for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's pretty scary for me just to think of the possibility of opening my own online store, 'coz it's SO unpredictable, but it gives me some sort of freedom, you know? Well, we'll see how I fare in this country. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/708/708624pv12vmt4w1.gif" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-911494504872258719?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/Kvc6zsuZG6Y/money-vs-unpredictability.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/money-vs-unpredictability.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-205861239808463350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T18:16:34.522+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Euphoria</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Article</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reward</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Emotional</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birthday Gift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birth Month</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Magazine</category><title>It'll Be Published!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Just wanna share my JOY JOY JOY...or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;EUPHORIA&lt;/span&gt;? HE HE HE HE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while working I got a phone call from a Finnish number that I didn't know. When she told me her name and her company, I didn't recognize them at all. Then she asked, "You sent us an article a while ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me. It was the themed article that I sent in the beginning of this month!!! So she must be working for the magazine. She said it was a very good story and they'd love to publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HURRRRRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/348/348919q8l93aa85n.gif" border="0" height="120" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe my ears!!! She thanked me for participating and explained to me that I'd get a form which I had to sign and also I needed to write my bank account there so that they could send me the reward. And also that I'd get a copy of the exact edition where my article will be published. And guess when it'll be published? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NOVEMBER! &lt;/span&gt;My birth month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a coincidence or what? It's like I'm getting an &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;early &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;BEAAAAUUUTIIIFFFUUULLL&lt;/span&gt; birthday gift&lt;/span&gt; HE HE HE HE HE HE HE HE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Anyway, I didn't really have a high hope for it to be published, 'coz I knew that my Finnish was still so basic, but I figured, "I have a story to tell and I think it may make people smile. Even if the people working for the magazine are the only ones who smile while reading the story, I'm happy enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Coz I'm having my PMS now, I just couldn't control my emotion after I hung up the phone (after thanking her, of course). I cried for a few minutes and just couldn't continue working. I just couldn't believe it!!! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; in a daze&lt;/span&gt;, thinking of how many people would read the story and that I HOPE the story brought them smiles. :-))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1013/1013343v243qyih2s.gif" border="0" height="188" width="337" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda busy right now (cooking and baking), but I just can't wait to write this post. I'm gonna blog-hop again this weekend, OK? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; for everybody who's been supporting me!!!! :-D Also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MANY THANKS &lt;/span&gt;to hubby who's corrected my grammar mistakes in the article.&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/4756387640551134005-205861239808463350?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/b8E1lGBLXZw/itll-be-published.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/itll-be-published.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-7410174358278513545</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T14:56:21.793+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dishwasher</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wishlist</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Philips Coffee Maker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blender</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gift Ideas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fresh Fruit Juice</category><title>Shopping Ideas</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Nope, I haven't actually written down a Christmas list yet, but a gift idea came to mind when I realized that my in-laws' coffee pot can't keep coffee hot too long anymore. What if we buy them a new coffee maker? I'm not sure what brand we should buy, though. I have to browse to compare and contrast first. Their current one is &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.shopwiki.com/Philips+coffee+maker"&gt;Philips coffee maker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Kitchen+Appliances"&gt;kitchen appliances&lt;/a&gt;, I've also been thinking that we might need a &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Blenders"&gt;blender&lt;/a&gt; one day, especially if there are kids later on. It will always be healthier to make some blended fresh fruit juice for them, don't you think so? I'd especially love to make avocado juice mixed with chocolate milk. Yum yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shopping, the other day hubby has also mentioned to me about how nice it'd be to have a &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.shopwiki.com/wiki/Dishwashers"&gt;dishwasher&lt;/a&gt;. I understand why he wants to buy one, though I don't necessarily think we need one yet. After all, we've survived without one pretty well so far, but the idea of not having to wash your own dishes sounds tempting sometimes (especially on days when I've cleaned so many rooms in the hotel and I come back home not wanting to do any housework!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have your Christmas wishlist? Or have you started thinking what to give some people on Christmas? Or do you think it's still WAY too early to talk about it? He he...Call me crazy, but I just love planning ahead if I can so that I can avoid being stressed out when there's only a little bit of time left to think before the D-day. Everybody's different, though.&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/4756387640551134005-7410174358278513545?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/EWYNslKilb4/shopping-ideas.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-ideas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-1636740718687870513</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 09:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-21T12:52:44.054+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dead Hungry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Open Market</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chocolate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ken's Pic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Clothes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Spicy Shrimp Soup</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Winter Socks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saturday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Candies</category><title>Holi Holi Holiday!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Haven't had time to blog 'coz I had to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;work on Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. BUT that means I have today off HE HE HE HE HE...I first thought that we couldn't visit my in-laws on Saturday, but turned out I finished my job quickly, so we did manage to go there (albeit a little bit later than usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I forgot that on Saturdays they don't serve breakfast or lunch at the hotel, so I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DEAD HUNGRY&lt;/span&gt; when I went back home. That was also one reason why I worked as fast as possible (like a maniac, actually, running from room to room) - because my stomach started feeling painful. Ugh...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing today? I cooked&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; spicy shrimp soup&lt;/span&gt; and then went to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; open market&lt;/span&gt; nearby. Bought some chocolate/candies and some clothes and some winter socks. Yep, I spent a lot of money today, but at least I got plenty with the amount of money I spent ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of the open market:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKUC9oAuI/AAAAAAAAEAg/r9MR7swLMi8/s1600-h/Market1.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKUC9oAuI/AAAAAAAAEAg/r9MR7swLMi8/s400/Market1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853587797902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKTmnWW6I/AAAAAAAAEAY/22QjnDN6qhA/s1600-h/Market2.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKTmnWW6I/AAAAAAAAEAY/22QjnDN6qhA/s400/Market2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853580188277666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKTNvVUPI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/jX489jK-9hs/s1600-h/Market3.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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKTNvVUPI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/jX489jK-9hs/s400/Market3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853573510877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing was that when I was at the chocolate/candy stand, I tried to look at the price first before choosing, and the guy talked to me in English HI HI HI...On the other hand, when I was going to buy the clothes and socks (in different stands), I asked them the prices in Finnish, so they talked to me in Finnish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics I took yesterday at my in-laws':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and dino egg HA HA HA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKU5OqlzI/AAAAAAAAEAw/HfZN07l-88k/s1600-h/DinoEgg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKU5OqlzI/AAAAAAAAEAw/HfZN07l-88k/s400/DinoEgg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853602364888882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKUV8X3bI/AAAAAAAAEAo/lefgCIEsmvE/s1600-h/AutumnBeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKUV8X3bI/AAAAAAAAEAo/lefgCIEsmvE/s400/AutumnBeauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383853592892923314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdL--dCTOI/AAAAAAAAEBY/y7Jn3saTlKg/s1600-h/Skyz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdL--dCTOI/AAAAAAAAEBY/y7Jn3saTlKg/s400/Skyz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383855424833473762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other day I got more pics of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ken&lt;/span&gt;. Here they are (now he has 6 teeth!!! He'll be one year old next month):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLU7hzNLI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/wHeVcQg6Iac/s1600-h/IMG_2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLU7hzNLI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/wHeVcQg6Iac/s400/IMG_2389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383854702493643954" 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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLUJ4mw9I/AAAAAAAAEBA/NUzIJPPC9_E/s1600-h/IMG_2438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLUJ4mw9I/AAAAAAAAEBA/NUzIJPPC9_E/s400/IMG_2438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383854689167524818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLTgss_NI/AAAAAAAAEA4/a2vEMfvTz3U/s1600-h/IMG_2409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLTgss_NI/AAAAAAAAEA4/a2vEMfvTz3U/s400/IMG_2409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383854678111747282" 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/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLUWbpDhI/AAAAAAAAEBI/joSMdAlb1lY/s1600-h/IMG_2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdLUWbpDhI/AAAAAAAAEBI/joSMdAlb1lY/s400/IMG_2440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383854692535701010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother said that Ken loves taking a ride on the motorbike every day when my bro goes to work. The first time they did it, he had to be taken away at the end of our small alley and he cried. However, now he understands that he can only take a ride that far. Amazing how fast kids learn "patterns" he he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, time to blog-hop nowwww...&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/4756387640551134005-1636740718687870513?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/0ddHkqcQigo/holi-holi-holiday.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qLww_pMgNw/SrdKUC9oAuI/AAAAAAAAEAg/r9MR7swLMi8/s72-c/Market1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/holi-holi-holiday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4756387640551134005.post-3081059063477478811</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 13:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T18:01:11.790+03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Making Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Botox Injection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Secondary Vaginismus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Primary Vaginismus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Levels</category><title>Adult Post: About Vaginismus</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Today I was let off work 3 hours earlier, 'coz there was simply nothing else to do. How could that happen? Well, yesterday there were two young male trainees (perhaps only around 15-16 years old) who came to help us, so we managed to clean up so many rooms. Today there were not many people leaving, so we only had to clean 5 rooms altogether. After that we asked the boys to clean up some other parts of the hotel while we cleaned other parts. Tomorrow's going to be a LONG day 'coz a group of people came today and they'll leave tomorrow. I HOPE they're not going to leave too late - otherwise we'll be in HUGE trouble!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1207/1207906t5ef8adzuh.gif" border="0" height="19" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the title of this post...the other day I saw a talk show concerning &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.vaginismus.com/"&gt;vaginismus&lt;/a&gt;. Click on the link to find out more about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One couple in the talk show had only succeeded to do intercourse ONCE during their 7 year of marriage. Yep, just once, but you know what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THEY GOT A CHILD&lt;/span&gt; as a result of that (yeah, yeah, I know it only takes once to have a child, but for someone who've tried for over a year, it is a "miracle" to do it just once and be pregnant because of it"! ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the wife said that before marriage they were both virgins and her mother had been telling her how painful sex was and that it was ALWAYS going to be painful and that if the husband wanted it, she had to "please him". I guess that also affected this woman's conscience. Plus she was diagnosed as having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the worst level of vaginismus: level 4&lt;/span&gt;. Yep, before watching the show, I didn't even know there were levels of vaginismus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every time they tried to have sex, she would scream and they had to pile up several pillow on top of her to block the sound. That was why the husband couldn't "continue", because he felt like he was doing something bad to her. What about that one time, you wonder? Well, that day the wife was feeling a little under the weather and the medicine she took made her feel half "out of this world". So that was the only time they could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another couple had a breakthrough with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Botox injection&lt;/span&gt;. The wife was molested when she was a child, so when she got married they couldn't do intercourse. After being shot "down there" several times by Botox (in several parts), they could finally made love and they stated that they had been making love every day after that. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/102/102934h1l185w8ne.gif" border="0" height="11" width="57" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, problem comes when women who experience vaginismus are told by the doctors that "it's all in your head", whereas the problem may be clinical. From the site I put here in this post, I found out that there are also two types of vaginismus: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;primary and secondary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always good to learn about things we don't know before, don't you think so? I don't even know why I'm writing about this. I guess I just want to share what I found out he he...I'll blog-hop either later or during the weekend. Until then, stay safe, everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/702/702779yygc37qp4u.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;glitter-graphics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4756387640551134005-3081059063477478811?l=ailema4ever.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AmelsRealm/~3/hX4AWWzmTus/adult-post-about-vaginismus.html</link><author>amelfinland@yahoo.com (Amel's Realm)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ailema4ever.blogspot.com/2009/09/adult-post-about-vaginismus.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
