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I was wandering around in the park on what to buy this summer while my&amp;nbsp;daughter is on vacation. For me it's a perfect time to have one since we don't have much financies as of the moment. I am&amp;nbsp;planning to buy a reclining chair for our living room which I&amp;nbsp;saw&amp;nbsp;currently&amp;nbsp;at the web&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.clubchairs.com/"&gt;http://www.clubchairs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Especially now they are offering sales on chairs. It wasn't much expensive though and everything is on reasonable prices. Why not wait for a regular season than to grab one this summer. Hopefully my hubby will agree on me so that sooner I can have the color I like which was the chocolate color or maybe beige. Colors will really vary on me. Cross my finger that the stocks will be plenty until I could get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-5906308880852964104?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/5906308880852964104/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/shop-for-furnitures.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5906308880852964104?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5906308880852964104?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/shop-for-furnitures.html" title="Shop for Furnitures" /><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;DEUEQX47eyp7ImA9WhVbFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-488210714350443072</id><published>2012-05-31T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-31T21:50:00.003-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-31T21:50:00.003-07:00</app:edited><title>Last Day of School</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Kindergarten class was doing pizza at the park during the last day of school in kindergarten. She's looking forward for 1st grade. Time flies isn't it? Well, anyway as a parent I am more excited as well. As of now my baby well have vacation and rest for the mean time. Though she still doing her TaeKwonDo four times a week. Goodluck and God bless my baby girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-488210714350443072?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/488210714350443072/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/last-day-of-school.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/488210714350443072?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/488210714350443072?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/last-day-of-school.html" title="Last Day of School" /><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/-HDGuiy-spwg/T8hGpfpWsnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/I415l6gvSNE/s72-c/_DSC3886.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4DQn8zeCp7ImA9WhVbE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8687625388778059485</id><published>2012-05-29T21:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-29T21:09:33.180-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-29T21:09:33.180-07:00</app:edited><title>Birthday Party</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
This coming weekend Sunday is the birthday celebration of my daughter in church. We are going to celebrate praise and worship and afterwards the birthday of my baby girl. This is my first time to attend the said fellowship so I'm a bit excited. My cameras and camcorders are ready to shoot especially during the fellowship were the band including my husband will play lots of music. They are going to test if the amplifier they had will do a great job or not they really have to purchase&amp;nbsp;this coming friday and &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.musiciansfriend.com/amplifiers-effects/traynor"&gt;buy Traynor Amplifiers&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to make the ends meet. I already heard the songs and&amp;nbsp;I honestly like it and ready to jam. Actually, I really love to sing but the problem is the song doesn't love me that much. Kinda kidding aside but true anyway. Have a happy weekdays everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8687625388778059485?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8687625388778059485/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/birthday-party.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8687625388778059485?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8687625388778059485?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/birthday-party.html" title="Birthday 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;DkcNQH4_fyp7ImA9WhVbEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8713953118316673171</id><published>2012-05-27T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-27T20:01:31.047-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-27T20:01:31.047-07:00</app:edited><title>For Father's Day</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Lots of stuff hanging inside my head on what&amp;nbsp;I am going to give with my hubby on father's day. Even my daughter's shared her ideas for her dad. Since the day is almost here, I think &lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/category.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;amp;catalog=Online&amp;amp;category=PS3_Accessories"&gt;ps3 headset&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is way better than what I taught before. My hubby is not materialistic as to compare with others. He only focus on his lifestyle where music is the center stage. I like it as well. Though my hubby is not generous compare to many husbands but yet if he gave presents it's a one time valus that you will surely love. Every affair he don't expect anything from us because even him don't like giving gifts to each other. Anyway with regards of my father's day gift, I know he will defintely love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8713953118316673171?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8713953118316673171/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/for-fathers-day.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8713953118316673171?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8713953118316673171?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/for-fathers-day.html" title="For Father's Day" /><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;CEEMRng6fCp7ImA9WhVbEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3576212223195182905</id><published>2012-05-27T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-27T19:38:07.614-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-27T19:38:07.614-07:00</app:edited><title>Felt Sad</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I'm not feeling well since yesterday. I accept that it was all my fault. Anyway, nothing to do with it anymore it was done already and can't get back the time. It's been almost ten years already that I myself do the uploading and downloading of the pictures and videos in our hard drive.&amp;nbsp; Infairness ever since I only made an honest mistake yesterday with uploading photos through our DSL-R. One thing that I felt sad is because I wasn't able to save yet the birthday celebration of my baby in her school. The only thing we have is the video while her classmates singing the birthday song. All those happy faces while eating those cookies and ice cream are totally banished in just a blink of an eye. I feel so sorry for my aby girl and my hubby who felt bad with what happened. Over-all it's my carelessness who didn't pay attention and accidentally re-format the SD card. Anyway, it was done and we have to moved on for another photo shoot this coming weekend. God bless us all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3576212223195182905?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3576212223195182905/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/felt-sad.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3576212223195182905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3576212223195182905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/felt-sad.html" title="Felt Sad" /><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;D0YGSXY-fyp7ImA9WhVUFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3310644171265296691</id><published>2012-05-20T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T18:52:08.857-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-20T18:52:08.857-07:00</app:edited><title>Glimpse</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
We are strolling the other day. Only the three of us just like we used to be in New Jersey every other day in the park. Here in Texas it's&amp;nbsp;just almost the same&amp;nbsp;except summer season. Summer is very hot here, there's no way we can stroll everyday at the&amp;nbsp;park. So the best alternativesis to hang out in the mall instead. While walking hand in hand with my daughter I saw bikes at &lt;a href="http://www.cracksandracks.com/bike-racks-top-of-car-c-78.html"&gt;suv bike racks&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;along the aisle. It was super nice and a perfect father's day presents for my hubby. What a life in order to buy it I have to save extra mile ahead to purchased it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3310644171265296691?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3310644171265296691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/glimpse.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3310644171265296691?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3310644171265296691?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/glimpse.html" title="Glimpse" /><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;DEEFQ3o4fip7ImA9WhVUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-6799792848319349466</id><published>2012-05-18T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-18T20:03:32.436-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-18T20:03:32.436-07:00</app:edited><title>Unique Presents</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I don't know what other stuff I'm going to give to my child on her upcoming birthday. I wanted something different&amp;nbsp;and usable.&amp;nbsp;My daughter keeps on telling me to buy the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.soothingbeanbags.com/big-huge-giant-oversized-bean-bags.html"&gt;oversized bean bag chair&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;she saw in the store. I'm very hesitant at first since we don't have enough space at home anymore. Well since she made mention it before that she likes to have it in our living room. So, I think I found the gift for her and of course she will be the only one to use it for sure. Until now I didn't come up yet the exact amount I need to buy the beautiful necklace I ever wanted for her. I promise my child that I will give it before the June ends. It's not that my child really wants it but myself likes it for her. She's my only child anyway so be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-6799792848319349466?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/6799792848319349466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/unique-presents.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6799792848319349466?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/6799792848319349466?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/unique-presents.html" title="Unique Presents" /><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;D08FSXw6eip7ImA9WhVUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1130942244649181626</id><published>2012-05-16T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-16T17:50:18.212-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-16T17:50:18.212-07:00</app:edited><title>My Friend</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
It's been few days already I haven't seen my new found friend in the hotel and suddenly now gone. Yes, she's out already and never return again. I cannot tell exactly why she quit but hopefully she will continue to strive her career in other company. The world is just round. Wherever we may go, time will come we can still meet again somewhere down the road. I just simply missed her, our laughters, our nonsense chat and some of our secrets. I know God will bless her...Take care my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-1130942244649181626?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1130942244649181626/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/my-friend.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1130942244649181626?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1130942244649181626?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/my-friend.html" title="My Friend" /><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;CEMNQnk8fCp7ImA9WhVVEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-1414642736827131676</id><published>2012-05-04T18:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T18:48:13.774-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-04T18:48:13.774-07:00</app:edited><title>For Dad's Day</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
Here we go again Mother's day is fast approaching. Lots of ideas come on where to go and what to do on that day. Aside for the coming special day the month after will be a father's day. Of course&amp;nbsp;I will not let this&amp;nbsp;celebration happened without my so-called effort for my hubby. I'm thinking to give him a different presents as to compare previous gifts.&amp;nbsp;Maybe this time it's perfect to buy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.gotbriefcases.com/briefcases/mens-briefcases"&gt;leather briefcase for men&lt;/a&gt;. My hubby is seasonal type yet elegant all by his means. Since we are going to Philippines for vacation next year so&amp;nbsp;I think it will be a great help and a plus to&amp;nbsp;for his stuff to put in one briefcase. I hope he will like it and I will be the most happy wife in that case. Good evening everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-1414642736827131676?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/1414642736827131676/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/for-dads-day.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1414642736827131676?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/1414642736827131676?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/05/for-dads-day.html" title="For Dad's Day" /><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;C04MQX44eyp7ImA9WhVVEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-4187908309895318794</id><published>2012-05-04T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T18:39:40.033-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-04T18:39:40.033-07:00</app:edited><title>Saving Time</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
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When we are still at New Jersey me and my husband agreed that by the time we reach Texas we will visit first Florida for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.orlandovacation.com/"&gt;disney world vacation&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't push through yet for some circumtances. Just this afternoon while putting our little girl for nap we are talking about vacation in disney world and what about it. So I told him maybe not this time or next year. I am more eager to have another grand vacation in Philippines sometimes next year. I really miss our families there. Since my parents are still alive I wanted to see them and spend time both of them as I can. After Philippines our next step will be in Florida. Disney world is every girls dream especially american kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3068634164002920103?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3068634164002920103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/dream-vacation-of-my-daughter.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3068634164002920103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3068634164002920103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/dream-vacation-of-my-daughter.html" title="Dream Vacation of My Daughter" /><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;C0ENSH8_cCp7ImA9WhVWFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2838278823105694324</id><published>2012-04-28T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-28T18:08:19.148-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-28T18:08:19.148-07:00</app:edited><title>Not Well</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
I woke up this morning with a very painful body. I'm not used to it and I just conclude maybe because I'm in thirtees already? I guess it was I'm getting older than&amp;nbsp;I taught. While at work I feel really cold and shiverring sometimes. Few days ago, my daughter got sick and even absent from her class for two days. I already know this that it will come anytime since I feel it. There you go I'm suffering low grade fever and still feel very cold. I'm in the house right now and couldn';t belived it that I'm wearing sweater. I'm planning to call out for work tomorrow. It's not great to report in the hotel I am just bringing and spreading the virus I have.&amp;nbsp;I rather stay home and feel better. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2838278823105694324?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2838278823105694324/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/not-well_28.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2838278823105694324?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2838278823105694324?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/not-well_28.html" title="Not Well" /><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;DUEESH4_fCp7ImA9WhVWEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-2924778352759384577</id><published>2012-04-22T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-22T19:20:09.044-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-22T19:20:09.044-07:00</app:edited><title>Tournament</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
My daughter is very happy with her earliest attainment in life. At the age of five she got&amp;nbsp;several&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.awardsforanything.com/"&gt;trophies and awards&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in school. We are so thankful having her. She is&amp;nbsp;the most beautiful thing&amp;nbsp;happened in our lives. Especially her daddy always wanted her to engaged in sports. Not only to&amp;nbsp;make popular and famous but most of all to make our daughter's health good. Summer is finally here&amp;nbsp;in Austin, so with that we are looking forward for the next summer tournament in TaeKwonDo. Of course we wanted to file up her trophies and awards in our living room. We are a proud parents. We want to show the world how lucky we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-2924778352759384577?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/2924778352759384577/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/tournament.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2924778352759384577?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/2924778352759384577?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/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>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcESHo9eSp7ImA9WhVWEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-7193456404654106223</id><published>2012-04-22T19:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-22T19:10:09.461-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-22T19:10:09.461-07:00</app:edited><title>Three Stars</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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We are so proud with our daughter. Again, she got promoted in TaeKwonDo from TC Brown Belt to TC Red Belt. The awarding ceremony took place last week Thursday at TKD school. A week before the testing happened, her&amp;nbsp;TKD master&amp;nbsp;give an evaluation form to be completed with my daughter's academic teacher. A program that recognized TKD students who excell on their academic performance in school. My daughter was evaluated&amp;nbsp; and with a rating of a perfect 3 star. Three star means that a students exemplifies academic excellence in her&amp;nbsp;academic school. So proud on her and we'll always be. Congratulations to my newly promoted Red belter. One more to go for TC black belt. &lt;/div&gt;
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Right before I headed to our unit, I meant to pass by beside the swimming pool inside our complex. I feel the summer fun already. Though I'm not fun to swim but for my daughter's sake to enjoy in the pool. Of course I will just be a&amp;nbsp;bodyguard to her while she and his dad&amp;nbsp;playing in the water.&amp;nbsp;I am glad that the management&amp;nbsp;of our complex finally put a &lt;a href="http://www.poolsafetyfences.com/pool-covers.html"&gt;pool net&lt;/a&gt;. This is an extra precautions for all people enjoying in the pool especially little ones. I can say that it's oneof the ideas I shared to them during survey couple of months ago. So happy it was heard early. As for me, I don't feel yet to join with them wearing those sexy swimming attire among others. It's not yet a perfect time. I still had to trim more to look more healthy and vigorous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8038669556024022334?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8038669556024022334/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/swimming.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8038669556024022334?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8038669556024022334?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/swimming.html" title="Swimming" /><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;CEUFSHkyeCp7ImA9WhVXGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-7308637618511700860</id><published>2012-04-19T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T14:50:19.790-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-19T14:50:19.790-07:00</app:edited><title>New Job</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until now I always do believed that there's&amp;nbsp;always a second time. I said that because&amp;nbsp;last year my brother got his first job as&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.answeringserviceagency.com/"&gt;telephone answering service at AnsweringServiceAgency.com&lt;/a&gt;. He was very excited on his first day until now. I told my brother that he must not quit on what he has right now. He should be contented for the blessings bestowed by him. His job is very challenging. I miss my siblings in other country. Hopefully I could visit them next year. Me and my elder sister are planning ahead for our next years affair. It's just a little reunion just for my family. A gathering that would probably be always remembered until the end of our lives. Goodluck to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-7308637618511700860?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/7308637618511700860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/new-job.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7308637618511700860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7308637618511700860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/new-job.html" title="New Job" /><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;CEMBSXs5eSp7ImA9WhVXGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-4335263851252245686</id><published>2012-04-19T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T12:07:38.521-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-19T12:07:38.521-07:00</app:edited><title>Mouth Watering</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7CEh1LQnoE/T5Bg2Kr9FpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/MO25jdcSooM/s1600/_DSC3562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" qda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e7CEh1LQnoE/T5Bg2Kr9FpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/MO25jdcSooM/s320/_DSC3562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what I prefer to cook yesterday from work. I'm so hungry then while I found out nothing in the kitchen so I decided to cook this. Aside from being yummy and delicious it is very mouth watering isn't it? Pork tocino is one of my favorite here and abroad. I also introduced this to my daughter and infairness she likes it even more than I am. Maybe because it's a pork and one of her favorite meaty foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-4335263851252245686?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/4335263851252245686/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/mouth-watering.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/4335263851252245686?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/4335263851252245686?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/mouth-watering.html" title="Mouth Watering" /><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/-e7CEh1LQnoE/T5Bg2Kr9FpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/MO25jdcSooM/s72-c/_DSC3562.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcBQH88fip7ImA9WhVXF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-7914605841075699236</id><published>2012-04-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-17T16:40:51.176-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-17T16:40:51.176-07:00</app:edited><title>My Wife</title><content type="html">Thanks for the article from Isaiah Gaines &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wife babies our children so much. I have tried telling her so many times that they are growing up. Our oldest son is 16 now and she still makes him go to her sisters after school until one of us gets home from work. He has been begging to stay home by himself for those few hours for about a year now and there is just no reasoning with the woman. She thinks that it’s not safe for him, even though we live in a safe neighborhood and he is perfectly capable of taking care of himself. I even had &lt;a href="http://www.homesecuritysystems.com/adt-home-security/Illinois/M/Moline/"&gt;security systems Moline&lt;/a&gt; installed thinking that would help but she still says let me think about it. I think that I am just going to have to put my foot down and tell her that he’s old enough to take on the responsibility and that he will follow all the rules. If he messes up she can send him right back to her sister’s house. But like I said, she still thinks he’s 6 instead of 16 so will see.&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/1342759389743058588-7914605841075699236?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/7914605841075699236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/my-wife.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7914605841075699236?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/7914605841075699236?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/my-wife.html" title="My Wife" /><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;CE4ERHk5eCp7ImA9WhVXFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8013423327101538146</id><published>2012-04-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-14T21:08:25.720-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-14T21:08:25.720-07:00</app:edited><title>Summer</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so amazed with my close friend skin texture.&amp;nbsp;Through&amp;nbsp;viewing here social network yesterday I am surprised with her present appearance. Very stunning and beautiful indeed.&amp;nbsp;Of course I cannot resist but ask her what kind of stuff she applied on her skin. She proudly&amp;nbsp;answer that&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thetanningstore.com/Products/Ocean-125-Airbrush-Tanning-Solution---1-Gal-(DARK-BRONZER)__OC12-prd-5-GD.aspx"&gt;ocean tanning solution&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;makes her skin glow as ever. I agree with her and it looks so healthy under the heat of the sun. I even&amp;nbsp;plan to buy one for my friend as a gift on her coming birthday this&amp;nbsp;May. She loves to hang out in the beach so&amp;nbsp;I think this the perfect gift for her. It will not just protect her sensitive skin but it will add beauty as it shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8013423327101538146?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8013423327101538146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/summer.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8013423327101538146?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8013423327101538146?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/summer.html" title="Summer" /><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;CEUBSHsycSp7ImA9WhVXFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-5134886087940372594</id><published>2012-04-14T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-14T20:57:39.599-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-14T20:57:39.599-07:00</app:edited><title>My Doctor</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Need to look for a new doctor before this month will end. I feel like new because it's the first time I don't include myself in my husbands work benefits. I just wanted to try&amp;nbsp;if we could save big. I know it is since we could save big bucks just by computing the difference on each. Though we know medical fields has better benefits than mind.After I will arrange and finalize everything I need to visit my select doctor for annual check-up. Time to check my health and everything that needs attention. Pretty funny because my daughter is asking me if I will get the same doctor she have. Of course not because She had a pediatric doctor while I have to choose a family practice doctor. Hopefully , I could choose the right doctor here in Texas because I don't want to change from time to time. God bless everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-5134886087940372594?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/5134886087940372594/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/my-doctor.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5134886087940372594?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/5134886087940372594?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/my-doctor.html" title="My Doctor" /><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;DEUFRH45fSp7ImA9WhVQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-9165960768972714198</id><published>2012-04-04T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-04T17:36:55.025-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-04T17:36:55.025-07:00</app:edited><title>Happy 1st Birthday</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqNVFlPFIB0/T3zoaIQ6VcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/asUqaGUZSEY/s1600/nica+1st+bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqNVFlPFIB0/T3zoaIQ6VcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/asUqaGUZSEY/s320/nica+1st+bday.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy, happy birthday to my cute niece in Philippines Anica Nichole. Today is exactly her birthday but since it's holy week they decided to celebrate it this coming Sunday. How I wish were there as well and have fun on that day. Anyway, nothing to do with that since we are far. I just wish her good health and more years to come. God bless her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-9165960768972714198?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/9165960768972714198/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/happy-1st-birthday.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/9165960768972714198?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/9165960768972714198?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/happy-1st-birthday.html" title="Happy 1st Birthday" /><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/-LqNVFlPFIB0/T3zoaIQ6VcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/asUqaGUZSEY/s72-c/nica+1st+bday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ENR305cCp7ImA9WhVQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3271845288827667332</id><published>2012-04-02T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T21:01:36.328-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T21:01:36.328-07:00</app:edited><title>Safety in the House</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been using a little stool to be used with my kid at the bathroom since then. She was very little before and I don't even think if it's still the right one for her as of now. I made up my mind to buy another one. I'm looking for something durable, quality made and safety first product.&amp;nbsp;My daughter is getting bigger and heavier as far as I'm concern. I think &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.stepstoolsupply.com/metal-step-stools.html"&gt;metal step stools&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is way perfect for my growing kid. She loves using step stools everytime she wants something that needs a stool. I like the metal type since the durability is trusted by parents just like me. The decision I made lately makes my husband proud for being a perfect mo to his child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3271845288827667332?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3271845288827667332/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/safety-in-house.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3271845288827667332?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3271845288827667332?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/safety-in-house.html" title="Safety in the House" /><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;D0YHQnY4eSp7ImA9WhVQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-3214281321709698166</id><published>2012-04-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T20:52:13.831-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T20:52:13.831-07:00</app:edited><title>Not Well</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There you go again allergy is attacking me. I feel so exhausted because I couldn't breath properly with the use of my nostrils. I have to open my mouth in order to breath in and out. I know it's gonna be hard for me in the next few days because I'll be back to work again from my two days off. How I wish I could extend my off to one week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm just wishing that I will be better as sooner as it gets. I don't want to go to the doctor because it will only cost a huge amount of money. Perhaps it will make&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;more sick for doing that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-3214281321709698166?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/3214281321709698166/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/not-well.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3214281321709698166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/3214281321709698166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/not-well.html" title="Not Well" /><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;CEcNSXg8eyp7ImA9WhVQFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-4118962701712958761</id><published>2012-04-02T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T17:14:58.673-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T17:14:58.673-07:00</app:edited><title>Homestyle</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm the kind of person who take one steps at a time. Just like at home I slowly change some furnitures and fixtures in my own type. I don't wanna rush for everything. Aside from a tough budget, we have different priorities in life that needs to be first in line. I am thinking next week to personalized my own&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.switchplatesuperstore.com/"&gt;switch plates&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which will probably a decorative one. It's nice to be recognized by our friends that they don't have in their own house. Something that will look different in their eyes. It's the matter on how you create and share the ideas on one's mind. Actually, changing our switch plates is the idea of my five year old daughter as we look up at the magazine. We'll why not try it since it looks amazing to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-4118962701712958761?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/4118962701712958761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/homestyle.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/4118962701712958761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/4118962701712958761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/04/homestyle.html" title="Homestyle" /><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;DEYESXk9fip7ImA9WhVQEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1342759389743058588.post-8667346262773791820</id><published>2012-03-30T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T18:08:28.766-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-30T18:08:28.766-07:00</app:edited><title>Yummy Biko!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holy week is one of the celebration that I missed when I'm still in Philippines.&amp;nbsp;We had lots of activities happened for a week or longer. Not to mention&amp;nbsp;I am one of the active officers in my hometown.&amp;nbsp;Aside from te activities we also cook different kinds of filipino foods that would suit the occasion. Since I'm off yesterday I did managed to cook 'biko' or sweet rice. It was yummy indeed. Imagined I cook one big whole pan and just for one day between me and my hubby. We just simply missed those foods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1342759389743058588-8667346262773791820?l=www.mylifeandpeople.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/feeds/8667346262773791820/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/03/yummy-biko.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8667346262773791820?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1342759389743058588/posts/default/8667346262773791820?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mylifeandpeople.com/2012/03/yummy-biko.html" title="Yummy Biko!" /><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></feed>

