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My hubby started to put up musical instruments. I'm not surprise anymore because ever since we've meet he had passion in music already. A month ago he bought his base guitar with the complete accessories. Not only that because to complete everything he will also buy a new &lt;a href="http://www.musiciansfriend.com/turntables/numark"&gt;Numark turntables&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be used for our upcoming gathering sometime late this year. So excited to watch all of them playing instruments. I just hope early next year my daughter could start her violin lesson. Right now I am not sure yet where to enroll her because we are new in the place and not so familar though. Hoping for a nice school for that. Anyway, google will surely help me with this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2785223760010330977?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2785223760010330977/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/party.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2785223760010330977?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2785223760010330977?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/party.html" title="Party" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MFRHc-cCp7ImA9WhRaF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2110586007828318622</id><published>2012-02-20T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T17:56:55.958-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-20T17:56:55.958-08:00</app:edited><title>Generous</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hahk0BZL-Ec/T0L3P4FHtwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cMK96f-W2mo/s1600/_DSC3130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hahk0BZL-Ec/T0L3P4FHtwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cMK96f-W2mo/s320/_DSC3130.JPG" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's really no place like home. The fun, the laughter and giggles of your love ones when they talk to you in the phone makes my stress alleviate a little bit. Just like yesterday I speak with my mom when suddenly my 2 year old niece grab the phone because she wanted to talk to me. It's funny how she beg some toys and chocolates to my daughter. How I wish where just a couple of miles away from each other so that the next day I could give it to you. When we headed to Costco my girl remembered what her cousin beg on her and without asking permission she grab this angry&amp;nbsp; bird's hoodie wrap because she wanted it for her little cousin in Philippines. How great my little girl thinking of her cousins though they are not seeing each other more often as to compare to my other nieces and nephews in Philippines. looking forward for a big vacation next year and hopefully it would be finalized as it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2110586007828318622?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2110586007828318622/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/generous.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2110586007828318622?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2110586007828318622?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/generous.html" title="Generous" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hahk0BZL-Ec/T0L3P4FHtwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cMK96f-W2mo/s72-c/_DSC3130.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGRXozcCp7ImA9WhRaE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1067536299666981019</id><published>2012-02-15T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T17:58:44.488-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-15T17:58:44.488-08:00</app:edited><title>Manufacturing Plant</title><content type="html">Guest post of the week by Brittany Booker&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I work at a large independent manufacturing plant. The plant stays open twenty four hours a day. There are three shifts of workers that go all around the clock. I really love working here because I feel like I am treated like a person and not a number. I have worked other places and know the difference. In our weekly staff meeting, they announced that they were going to hold a contest to see who would come up with the best idea to help cut some of our costs and save our company some money. A big bonus would be paid to the person whose idea was chosen as the best idea. Everybody got excited to try to think of an idea that would win the contest. There were some really lame ideas that people came up with. But, I got to thinking really hard about what might make the biggest difference and save the company money. I thought about the fact that we are open twenty four hours a day and how much electricity that used. Then I remembered an ad I had seen to save money on your electric bill. I found the internet site of &lt;a href="http://www.texaselectricityproviders.com/business-electricity-texas/Texas/"&gt;commercial energy&lt;/a&gt; and sent it in as my entry into the contest. To make a long story short, they ended up using my idea, and I can guarantee you that our summer vacation is going to be the biggest one we have ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1342759389743058588-1067536299666981019?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1067536299666981019/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/manufacturing-plant.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1067536299666981019?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1067536299666981019?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/manufacturing-plant.html" title="Manufacturing Plant" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcCQ3o5fSp7ImA9WhRaEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3355790043710799994</id><published>2012-02-11T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T18:17:42.425-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-11T18:17:42.425-08:00</app:edited><title>Music Lover</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Myself can tolerate a day without eating as long as there's music behind my ears. I am a music lover especially those undying love songs from eightees. Lately, I am a bit pissed off with my gear because it was broken and really need replacement. I wonder if I could still buy the same&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/category.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;amp;catalog=Online&amp;amp;category=Headphones"&gt;headphones&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got to used before. I am so picky with regards of headphones. I know there's a bunch of gear anywhere else but typically only those style fits my ear. To those who doesn't know I am a hopeless romantic singer in my own being. I ask myself before why our Lord didn't give me the talent on having a great voice. Well, anyway i am not good in singing but atleast&amp;nbsp;I am beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3355790043710799994?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3355790043710799994/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/music-lover.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3355790043710799994?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3355790043710799994?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/music-lover.html" title="Music Lover" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMHQHc5eCp7ImA9WhRaEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8369962735298390080</id><published>2012-02-11T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T18:07:11.920-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-11T18:07:11.920-08:00</app:edited><title>My Valentine</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZu4fx7xOqI/Tzcdc8qhl0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/ziuGKCYoHzk/s1600/_DSC3041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZu4fx7xOqI/Tzcdc8qhl0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/ziuGKCYoHzk/s320/_DSC3041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My baby girl is aspiring to become a model sooner or later.One thing I like with this kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is that she will obey what I wanted her to do in front of the camera. The big question is, what if in front of many people. I have doubts because my girl is kinda sweet but shy a little bit. Well, who knows she would totally change an overcome her shyness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GF1pLIrqKA/TzcdgmKJD5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MvuoykDGC90/s1600/_DSC3024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1GF1pLIrqKA/TzcdgmKJD5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MvuoykDGC90/s320/_DSC3024.JPG" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cutie valentine baby is holding a bouquet of flowers for her teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the birthday of her beautiful teacher. We parents cannot resist but offer her anything that would make here happy in a while.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8369962735298390080?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8369962735298390080/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/my-valentine.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8369962735298390080?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8369962735298390080?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/my-valentine.html" title="My Valentine" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZu4fx7xOqI/Tzcdc8qhl0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/ziuGKCYoHzk/s72-c/_DSC3041.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcCQ3czeyp7ImA9WhRbGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-6943727152116854410</id><published>2012-02-10T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:41:02.983-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-10T18:41:02.983-08:00</app:edited><title>Tasty Wellness Drink</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a while that my favorite supervisor in&amp;nbsp;other state suffered inflammation in her digestive track. How I wish I could be at her side to talk and cheer her up in any ways.&amp;nbsp;I was surprised when she&amp;nbsp;made mention to me that finally she's back to work. I ask her why that fast and what did she take. She shared some&amp;nbsp;whereabout of her wellness drink. At first&amp;nbsp;when I heard about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.nopalea.com/"&gt;Nopalea&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;it sounds very interesting to me. Feels like&amp;nbsp;I wanted to know about it since I have parents in Philippines to shared it as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing great about it is we can try it for free and all we have to pay is the shipping fee. Sounds awesome as I say. Through looking&amp;nbsp; the active ingredients it makes my heart calm and worry free. It was contain only rare and potent antioxidants&amp;nbsp;that are scientifically proven to help the body reduce inflammation. It really helps our body by cleansing the bad toxins. I cannot wait to try some of it. I wanted to be free of toxins by drinking the tasty wellness drink that is proven by many and very substantial to peoples health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-6943727152116854410?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/6943727152116854410/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/tasty-wellness-drink.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6943727152116854410?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6943727152116854410?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/tasty-wellness-drink.html" title="Tasty Wellness Drink" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UFQH89eyp7ImA9WhRbFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-6571912231686985850</id><published>2012-02-05T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T17:20:11.163-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-05T17:20:11.163-08:00</app:edited><title>Got The Lenses</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not yet Valentines day but I feel like it is already. The three of us rewards ourselves for the coming celebration. We bought something that we'd like to have. I am so happy that my hubby bought an additional 300 mm lenses for my DSLR. Way to go for me, maybe few days from now I have to practice those candid shots since it's my time off for work. Not only me got a presents but for my hubby as well. It's been a while already that he wanted to have a bass guitar. Well, he had a feeling of kinda bored already with the piano so what he look forward as of now is to be famous with bass guitar. It looks like he got the fame since everyone likes the way he played it. The most interesting is my daughter because she really looks forward to received a valentines presents. She wanted to received it in the exact day. What&amp;nbsp;I am thinking now is to what to give and what it is. I wanted something usable for her and not only for display in the living room. Me and my hubby plan to give her a piano maybe since now is the perfect time for her to learn about music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-6571912231686985850?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/6571912231686985850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/got-lenses.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6571912231686985850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6571912231686985850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/got-lenses.html" title="Got The Lenses" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYCRXs9cSp7ImA9WhRbEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1205192701375163238</id><published>2012-02-01T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T18:36:04.569-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T18:36:04.569-08:00</app:edited><title>A Birthday Surprise</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My kindergartener is very eager to give something special for her teachers birthday. She told me yesterday about it that something special is going to happen soon. I cannot imagine how eager she was. Well that is not a big deal for us so I'm thinking of what to give her teacher since their adviser is also my friend. I think&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bajulimports.com/"&gt;charm bracelet&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is perfect for the celebration next week. She is not only celebrating her birthday but also for valentines day. I wanted to add something in the bracelet to make it as personalized charm. I just want the bracelet to look for personalized that came from my daughter. It could be perfect as remembrance to her as well. I just hope she will like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-1205192701375163238?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1205192701375163238/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/birthday-surprise.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1205192701375163238?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1205192701375163238?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/birthday-surprise.html" title="A Birthday Surprise" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EMRXo7eCp7ImA9WhRbEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3883915711694548644</id><published>2012-02-01T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T18:28:04.400-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T18:28:04.400-08:00</app:edited><title>Working Mom</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Realizations has just come in me especially now that I'm back to work. I thought it was just as easy like before. As to compare few years back eventhough I'm working I can still managed not to sleep early until I get asleep. Right now eventhough my mind wanted to be awake yet my eyes and body likes to lay in bed and my eyes will really close&amp;nbsp; at eight o'clock. I feel terrible, a feeling of old already. Time has come that I will not abuse my body anymore. I need more rest than unusual. I don't have more time to chat with friends especially. All I have is a time to update my blogs and nothing else. Well atleast a little time is profitable for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3883915711694548644?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3883915711694548644/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/working-mom.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3883915711694548644?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3883915711694548644?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/02/working-mom.html" title="Working Mom" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUCRXo6eSp7ImA9WhRUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-9200961240718820621</id><published>2012-01-30T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:31:04.411-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T10:31:04.411-08:00</app:edited><title>I Miss The Park</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every state has it's own pride&amp;nbsp;and joy among visitors. If somebody would ask me about the highlights of the stes I visited I can really tell&amp;nbsp;and no one is in common. Just like park and recreations. Only one among all I visited that I missed the most. One thing that I missed in the park in&amp;nbsp;New Jersey is the amazing&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amishdesigners.com/gazebos/amish-wood-gazebos/"&gt;wood gazebos&lt;/a&gt;. It was truly cool while seating and relaxing under the gazebo. I can even straight up my legs and rest while reading my favorite novel. If ever I will visit them soon definitely my family will hang out at that park and have some party. How I wish that few years from now I can have my own house so that I can build my own garden at the backyard with my renowned wood gazebo in the center. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-9200961240718820621?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/9200961240718820621/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/i-miss-park.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/9200961240718820621?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/9200961240718820621?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/i-miss-park.html" title="I Miss The Park" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAMSHs6eSp7ImA9WhRUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2171185877534524434</id><published>2012-01-30T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:06:29.511-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T10:06:29.511-08:00</app:edited><title>Workplace</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As what they say ignorance is not exempted in the society but yet an avoidable. Ever since when I was young I really thought that all people that might get inside ot treated in the rehab is all under drug addiction. Just as I taught before and it was just corrected when I'm in high school years. Especially now that my husband is a nurse and currently working in the &lt;a href="http://www.malibuhorizon.com/inpatient-rehab-center.aspx"&gt;inpatient rehab center&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;here in the community. Of course I understand better now compare when I was a child. Treatments are anywhere and when you undergo treatment you really have to deal in the rehab center. It's pretty funny before as I've remembered. What I do now, I tried to tell my fellow relatives some words that need to be understood especially the meaning and it's uses. It's a way of helping them and adding their knowledge as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2171185877534524434?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2171185877534524434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/workplace.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2171185877534524434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2171185877534524434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/workplace.html" title="Workplace" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUARncyeSp7ImA9WhRUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2881199464938839574</id><published>2012-01-30T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:57:27.991-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T09:57:27.991-08:00</app:edited><title>My Better Half</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't believed this but it was happened. This month is totally in high allergy level here in Texas. I don't believed this before but now I am convinced. First week of the month my daughter is suffering of colds and fever while I'm also following after a week. I taught my husband is stronger because I haven't seen a sign on him. I was totally wrong because yesterday my husband is feeling weak and now he is sick. There's nothing we can do it anymore since it's here already and maybe next time we'll just take antihistamine daily before the allergy strikes us all. i just hope my hubby would get better as soon as possible. I don't like to be worried on him especially with my little girl. Get well soon honey, we love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2881199464938839574?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2881199464938839574/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/my-better-half.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2881199464938839574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2881199464938839574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/my-better-half.html" title="My Better Half" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UHRX0zcCp7ImA9WhRUFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8340951438885466606</id><published>2012-01-25T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:33:54.388-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T18:33:54.388-08:00</app:edited><title>Gardening</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My daughter loves to try what she learned from school. One of those is to have our own garden. Not exactly a botanical garden but a mixed of stuff with vegetables, flowers and some butterflies. It's not difficult for me because I was used to it since I was little child. One thing also I'd like to introduce my kindergarten is how to used the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cleanairgardening.com/accessories.html"&gt;compost bin&lt;/a&gt; and it's&amp;nbsp;uses. My child's age is perfect to teach those facts dealing science. I remember before when my teacher assist us making our compost bin in the backyard. It was great and until now I couldn't forget those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1342759389743058588-8340951438885466606?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8340951438885466606/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/gardening.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8340951438885466606?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8340951438885466606?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/gardening.html" title="Gardening" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcGQXk-eCp7ImA9WhRUFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-7313759632086580271</id><published>2012-01-24T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T14:27:00.750-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T14:27:00.750-08:00</app:edited><title>Valentine Surprise</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few weeks ago I made up my mind on what to give with my husband for valentines day. I know he will give a high five for this because this is what he wanted for a year already. Ever since he was little it's in their blood having a passion in music. Or shall I say my hubby's family is musically inclined and they are the best when it comes to singing and playing musical instruments which I don't have for myself. One thing we don't have here in Austin is &lt;a href="http://www.musiciansfriend.com/electric-guitars"&gt;electric guitars&lt;/a&gt;. I just make wish for him&amp;nbsp;that this valentines day I could spare&amp;nbsp;half of my salary for this wonderful presents. I know he will like it and even thank me for sure that I bought first that himself. He really had a planned but I wanted myself to buy for him. I love&amp;nbsp;the rhythm everytime my husband played electric guitars.&amp;nbsp;So be it and&amp;nbsp;I'm excited for the next month affair. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-7313759632086580271?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/7313759632086580271/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/valentine-surprise.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7313759632086580271?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7313759632086580271?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/valentine-surprise.html" title="Valentine Surprise" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QNQXwzfip7ImA9WhRUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2040003819949819520</id><published>2012-01-22T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:03:10.286-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T20:03:10.286-08:00</app:edited><title>First Pay Check</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shopping all the way first thing after my daughter will be out from school. I promised her that we are going to the mall to buy new shoes and clothes for her. This is kinda treat for her because from moving here in Austin finally I got a job and few days ago&amp;nbsp;I got my first pay check. Yes,&amp;nbsp;I am so happy and excited for tomorrows mother and daughter day in the mall. My father in Philippines got a share with my first pay check of course. I don't wish much anything for myself. All I want is to make someone else happy just like my family here and abroad. I just hope that the lord god will continue to shower us all the graces we received today and tomorrows. God is good all the time. Praise God above all things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2040003819949819520?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2040003819949819520/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/first-pay-check.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2040003819949819520?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2040003819949819520?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/first-pay-check.html" title="First Pay Check" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUBRHkzeyp7ImA9WhRUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1225212242565357004</id><published>2012-01-22T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:44:15.783-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T19:44:15.783-08:00</app:edited><title>First Time Driver</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend is very happy when she got her drivers license. It's been a month already that she's driving all alone. One day when she's driving&amp;nbsp;early morning all the way to her workplace something going on that cannot avoided. Her car suddenly stopped&amp;nbsp;and dead at the roadside. Good thing that time&amp;nbsp;because her hubby is there to rescue her. Right now, nothing to worry much because she joined&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.goodsamers.com/"&gt;roadside assistance club&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Anywhere a member goes will&amp;nbsp; feel comfortable and easy at all times. Just&amp;nbsp;dial an assistance and within minutes they will&amp;nbsp;gladly assist you wherever you are. I think this is perfect also for me by the time I can drive alone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-1225212242565357004?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1225212242565357004/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/first-time-driver.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1225212242565357004?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1225212242565357004?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/first-time-driver.html" title="First Time Driver" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcBQH06cCp7ImA9WhRUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-5039091371132390862</id><published>2012-01-22T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:50:51.318-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T18:50:51.318-08:00</app:edited><title>Hello Doc!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/493/493272abf71jgkr8.gif" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This month is truly such a blessing for my family. I got a new job here in Austin as well as my hubby also. Aside from having the best things we have is we catch cough and colds, not just one person but all of us here. Just for this month my daughter visit her doctor for thrice already. These are things we cannot avoid for this season. Nevertheless, I thank the Lord for all the blessings and hopefully everything will be alright soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-5039091371132390862?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/5039091371132390862/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/hello-doc.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5039091371132390862?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5039091371132390862?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/hello-doc.html" title="Hello Doc!" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEMSHw-eyp7ImA9WhRVFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1844398753873602580</id><published>2012-01-13T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T18:21:29.253-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T18:21:29.253-08:00</app:edited><title>Million Dollar Listing</title><content type="html">Guest post from: Winston Stewart&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Real estate is kind of a side hobby of mine. I really like to get on the internet and just look at houses and see what is available in what areas and the price ranges that go along with that. I guess that is why I like to watch Million Dollar Listing so much. First of all the guys who are on this show as the main characters are so adorable that it is hard not to watch them! Secondly they are always showing the most gorgeous properties on Earth that I love to sit there and just drool over their infinity pools and their granite countertops. It is amazing to me how many people are in the marketing for real estate the have so much money to spend on their properties. I always wish that they would ask the people who are shopping to buy a house what they do for a living and how they are able to afford an eleven million dollar property. I am not sure what you have to do or be to be able to look at properties of that caliber but if I ever figure it out you can believe that I will be applying to be on this show. So if you live in Florida go check out &lt;a href="http://www.expertsatellite.com/direct-tv/direct-tv-port-st-lucie-florida.html"&gt;Direct TV port st lucie&lt;/a&gt; for access to Bravo to watch this show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1342759389743058588-1844398753873602580?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1844398753873602580/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/million-dollar-listing.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1844398753873602580?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1844398753873602580?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/01/million-dollar-listing.html" title="Million Dollar Listing" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4MQ3g-eSp7ImA9WhRWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1710957817979244249</id><published>2011-12-31T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:56:22.651-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T22:56:22.651-08:00</app:edited><title>Happy New Year, Welcome 2012!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/860/860501ttd15g152v.gif" width="417" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let us all welcome the year of the dragon. Just like a saying a year that full of hopes and dreams. Even in the chinese dynasty they believed that year 2012 is great for new business and full of opportunities in-store for everyone. But still, opportunities is just around the corner and it will not come to you unless people will moved and find her success. God is good all the time. Let us be glad and rejoice as we welcome the year of 2012. God bless us all...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/1342759389743058588-1710957817979244249?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1710957817979244249/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-welcome-2012.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1710957817979244249?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1710957817979244249?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-welcome-2012.html" title="Happy New Year, Welcome 2012!" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YERno8fCp7ImA9WhRQGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8852199826448692738</id><published>2011-12-13T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T18:11:47.474-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T18:11:47.474-08:00</app:edited><title>Getting Bigger</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been in the blogging world for almost three years already. I encounter different websites offering such promises which is eventually not real. I am so thankful that one of my closest friend here&amp;nbsp;introduces me her trusted site. Yes, I wasn't mistaken at all because after how many tries to be part of their site I was accepted and&amp;nbsp;loving it until&amp;nbsp;now.&amp;nbsp;I'm just new and I'm trying to be good in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/44582056/ns/business-press_releases/t/inc-magazine-unveils-triangle-direct-list-fastest-growing-companies-second-consecutive-year/"&gt;triangle direct&lt;/a&gt;. It really helps a lot on my part. It sharpens my mind on some logical ideas and how to deal different side of views.&amp;nbsp;I'm not working yet and eventually looking for job. I just hope that this coming new year I can finally get a job and I'm hopeful to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8852199826448692738?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8852199826448692738/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/getting-bigger.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8852199826448692738?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8852199826448692738?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/getting-bigger.html" title="Getting Bigger" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcBQnc8fyp7ImA9WhRQGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2495411956215966256</id><published>2011-12-13T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:47:33.977-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T20:47:33.977-08:00</app:edited><title>Favorite Christmas Song</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S5Uu1pT1UJc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;This is my favorite christmas song of all time. I feel different while understanding the meaning of the song. I don't wish much for myself but for all peoplearound me especially my family, relatives and friends. What I am before is the same as&amp;nbsp;I am now. I just hope that people this coming christmas will find their happiness. Love, peace around the world is all I need to see.&amp;nbsp;Lastly also is that the economy all over the world will change and I just hope that I could get a job soon here in Austin,&amp;nbsp;Texas. Merry Christmas !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2495411956215966256?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2495411956215966256/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/favorite-christmas-song.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2495411956215966256?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2495411956215966256?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/favorite-christmas-song.html" title="Favorite Christmas Song" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/S5Uu1pT1UJc/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQGQn0yeCp7ImA9WhRQFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8413349781371113762</id><published>2011-12-11T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:02:03.390-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-11T13:02:03.390-08:00</app:edited><title>For Christmas</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas is very near. I don't have enough time to stroll at the mall to choose the item for myself. Yes, I don't expect someone to give me but rather than&amp;nbsp;treating myself. This coming holiday I want something new for my own just like buying&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/product.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;amp;catalog=Online&amp;amp;category=Tablet-PC&amp;amp;product=1716102"&gt;tablets for pc&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which is very usable for my own family. It's very convenience browsing items in the website. I save time and my gas as well. This coming Christmas would be another milestone in my life. I just hope that everyone around the world will be happy with peace in their mind and hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8413349781371113762?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8413349781371113762/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/for-christmas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8413349781371113762?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8413349781371113762?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/for-christmas.html" title="For Christmas" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cHSX0yeyp7ImA9WhRRGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-7216361663703093798</id><published>2011-12-01T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:50:38.393-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T21:50:38.393-08:00</app:edited><title>Tournament</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am proud to tell anyone that I am so lucky to have all my nieces and nephews. They always bring honor to my family. Aside from the newly nursing graduate lately I've been busy&amp;nbsp;supporting my other nephew. He is going to present the city&amp;nbsp;for badminton. It will gonna held in Tagbilaran&amp;nbsp;City.&amp;nbsp;Me and my hubby treated them as our own sons too. That is why whatever we have we don't forget to share something on them. Since he is going&amp;nbsp;on the tournament I decided to&amp;nbsp;buy a kids&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.rockymountaintrail.com/outdoor/Deuter/"&gt;deuter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;next week. He loves different kinds of bags and mostly the one that could carry all bag. It would be perfect too since right now the store has a big online discounts. I just hope it could be shipped right away so that my nephew could use it during the said trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-7216361663703093798?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/7216361663703093798/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/tournament.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7216361663703093798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7216361663703093798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/tournament.html" title="Tournament" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMRHs5eCp7ImA9WhRRGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3871904815595846310</id><published>2011-12-01T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:41:25.520-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T21:41:25.520-08:00</app:edited><title>Lunch Break</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXEsa2auM5Y/Tthj82L_jrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/sw4EfN1bEqg/s1600/DSC06934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXEsa2auM5Y/Tthj82L_jrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/sw4EfN1bEqg/s320/DSC06934.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at this girl! It's pretty funny to look at my child. I cannot blamed her why she loves to eat chicken it's because the parents do as well. This spoiled little girl loves us to go and bring her lunch everyday. Aside from bringing her food she also loves us to mingle with her at the same time. I can say that my whole day only revolves on her. Well, that's how it goes she is our one and only child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3871904815595846310?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3871904815595846310/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/lunch-break.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3871904815595846310?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3871904815595846310?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2011/12/lunch-break.html" title="Lunch Break" /><author><name>Lea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329041996920267477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJBjqgEcI8Y/Su-Cai-bNZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DWHxUBgH8fU/S220/083.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXEsa2auM5Y/Tthj82L_jrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/sw4EfN1bEqg/s72-c/DSC06934.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IMR3YzeSp7ImA9WhRRFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-989214354494539761</id><published>2011-11-30T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:13:06.881-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-30T08:13:06.881-08:00</app:edited><title>Lifetime Movies</title><content type="html">Guest post from: Mohamed Simon&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am about to make a confession that I have until now denied. I watch Lifetime movies. It is kind of mortifying, but I get a little bit excited when I’m flipping through my &lt;a href="http://directv.com/"&gt;directv.com&lt;/a&gt; guide and see one on. Mainly this happens to me on either Saturday or Sunday during the day, when I’m not doing much of anything else, so I don’t feel so guilty about watching it. They are clearly ridiculous. You have to know that going in, and it’s a prerequisite that you suspend reality, for sure. If you can do that they can be pretty awesome. Who doesn’t want to watch a two hour movie about a woman who falls in love with her stalker and ends up marrying him? Guys, clearly he only stalked her because he loved her. Come on. Or how about a man who stays by his wife’s side when she gets cancer, even though she’s been unfaithful to him with his best friend. It’s true love! Obviously. They are complete garbage, and I love them. Please don’t judge me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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