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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ECSHc7fSp7ImA9WhRbEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855145</id><updated>2012-02-03T18:41:09.905+08:00</updated><category term="Linnor" /><category term="May" /><category term="Junnie" /><title>GRATITUDE JOURNAL</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.arrezaph.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.arrezaph.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3855145/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sabbatical Gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03927671311801638719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RItIQXyW4uo/THuNiqr5aZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hvFcSnW2YW4/S220/lar.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/arrezaph/cyrb" /><feedburner:info uri="arrezaph/cyrb" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UDRXg4eip7ImA9WhRbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3855145.post-7065542396602166896</id><published>2012-02-01T02:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:41:14.632+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T17:41:14.632+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Linnor" /><title>Kyle in Wonderland</title><content type="html">&lt;b&gt;It's hard to imagine...  Is there a slow-mo or pause button somewhere? How did our second son Kyle who used to be like this...&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6796711455/" title="Kyle Through the Years by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6796711455_08782a4574.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="Kyle Through the Years"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;turn out to be like THIS... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6796641775/" title="Kyle's Prom by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6796641775_b8f81a1336.jpg" width="500" height="411" alt="Kyle's Prom"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6796619293/" title="Kyle's Prom by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6796619293_1a3432021f.jpg" width="500" height="409" alt="Kyle's Prom"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;...in what seemed like a blur? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Here he is with 15 year old buddies during their Junior-Senior Prom at the Waterfront Hotel last Jan 29...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6795632969/" title="photo by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6795632969_4ac39b9e9c.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6796760185/" title="408958_10150581235686122_844631121_9260840_1140031913_n by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6796760185_29b4a87e42_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="408958_10150581235686122_844631121_9260840_1140031913_n"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;No, I wasn't a tag-along-mom.  This pic of Kyle with his date was swiped from Mr. Suralta's album &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150581207996122.411665.844631121&amp;type=1"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are two more swiped pics of Kyle dancing (their rehearsed cha-cha. hehe)...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6798163399/" title="photo by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7033/6798163399_d77cdb5b2a.jpg" width="500" height="324" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6798162951/" title="photo by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6798162951_84706ff694.jpg" width="500" height="349" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Two years ago, I wrote about my thoughts during our elder son Matt's prom... &lt;a href="http://www.arrezaph.com/2010/03/thoughts-on-prom-night.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.  I hope I'm getting better at this "letting go" thing. *sigh*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I unlocked their bedroom door and Junnie snuck inside and lay down next to our Ma.  She thought it was one of her grandkids so she gave more space but continued to sleep.  Pa stood up and wobbly walked to the door and headed for the comfort room.  I momentarily blocked his way.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Ma, sino yan sa tabi nyo? (Ma, who's that next to you?)", I asked to pave the way for the reveal.  Both she and Pa squealed upon seeing it was Junnie.  LOL.  Hilarious!  &lt;br /&gt;
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I love hearing them belly laugh like that! Props to Junnie for making that moment possible.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6780395193/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6780395193_a86049d7b2.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Straight from a delayed flight, younger brother Junnie with Ma and Pa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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However, when the mishaps became often... like when I hit a parked Nova, a (parked!) motorcycle, our gate, and when I drove around the small village with the handbrake on... Pa decided to just send me to take formal lessons.  Then I learned more about safe driving and road courtesy.  Looking back, it's hard to imagine it was almost 30 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pa has always owned a stick-shift vehicle.  Now that he gets occasional debilitating gout attacks (blame bad diet), he wants to replace his old one with a car with automatic transmission.  So yesterday, I invited him to test drive our car and went around IT Park.&lt;br /&gt;
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30 years after I learned to drive, I find it amusing seeing Pa on the wheel and taking pointers from me.  Hehe...  I guess life just came full circle.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6757413197/" title="Role Reversal by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6757413197_ccaa134381.jpg" width="500" height="252" alt="Role Reversal"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;"Look to the left, then to the right"...  Pa behind the wheel...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The annual school assembly for parents and honor students of the previous academic year gather every June of the succeeding schoolyear for recognition.  This assembly is something I jokingly tell my sons that I would want to keep attending every year. Haha!  Pressure!&lt;br /&gt;
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Last June 2011, our second son, Kyle, received his silver medal for his academic performance during the preceding schoolyear (when he was in 2nd year high school).  It was a validation of all his hard work and a proud moment for all of us.  &lt;br /&gt;
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He is now in 3rd year high school and his grades are teetering between high and not so high.  Hmm...  Would he be going up the stage again for a medal come June 2012?  I'm hoping and praying (because I'm certainly of no help) while he is currently battling it out in Chemistry and Geometry.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;*breathe in-breathe out*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883807028/" title="Honors' Assembly 2011 by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6060/5883807028_b89d43263f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Honors' Assembly 2011"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883810330/" title="Honors' Assembly 2011 by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5038/5883810330_7353042697.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Honors' Assembly 2011"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883811548/" title="With Kyle's Lolo and Lola by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6060/5883811548_ffb506ca3b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="With Kyle's Lolo and Lola"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;with proud maternal grannies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are a few pics during our move-in... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883747032/" title="The ritual before we moved in by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6054/5883747032_a7ce88b9f0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The ritual before we moved in"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;for luck right before moving in...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883186273/" title="What we brought first to our new house by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5030/5883186273_a14db8a2ce.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="What we brought first to our new house"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;the first items we brought in...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883743328/" title="facade by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5148/5883743328_706e1a64c1.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="facade"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;minor finishing touches ongoing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883742196/" title="facade by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6021/5883742196_b3ca3e6531.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="facade"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;no need for gates in this neighborhood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883751668/" title="The kitchen by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5306/5883751668_6c397a1810.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The kitchen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;the kitchen was modified and made slightly bigger than the contractor's design&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883189781/" title="The floor-to-ceiling storage and view of the dining room from the kitchen by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5192/5883189781_968a01742c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The floor-to-ceiling storage and view of the dining room from the kitchen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;floor-to-ceiling cabinetry in the kitchen area because one could never have enough storage...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883194939/" title="The ex-powder room, now toilet and bath by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5192/5883194939_fef2359a4b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The ex-powder room, now toilet and bath"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;the ex-powder room, now toilet and bath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5883764494/" title="Maple cabinetry to avoid having a huge dark piece of fixture in the room by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5310/5883764494_74d4727457.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Maple closers instead of a huge dark piece of fixture in the room"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;maple-colored closets in the blue room instead of having a huge dark piece of fixture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5862083315/" title="Welcome by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5116/5862083315_ae265afe39.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="Welcome"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;the living room, dining area, guest/tv room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This was a major project in 2011. And with it came more expenses too - amortizations, real property tax, insurance, maintenance and higher utility costs like power, water, etc.  We all consciously remind ourselves to delay gratification and just live within a reasonable level.  Not that we are the type to splurge but no outrageous expenses like designer bags, expensive trips or other doodads here for the time being. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-3465603493726195808?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When my SIL invited us again for dinner a few days later at Ginza, schedules were perfect and we made sure to go.  Everyone was there and I could see Mommy enjoying the sight of her kids and grandkids (my Jake being the youngest... AND the most talkative in the bunch)... :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6639619219/" title="dinner invitation by the yu family by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="dinner invitation by the yu family" height="344" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6639619219_3a679f0dfa.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jake pretending to be a chef&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6639627879/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="309" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6639627879_817842ce0b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;one of 2 big tables for the clan :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6639626149/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="385" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6639626149_75e42da546.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Mommy and my SILs and BIL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6639624597/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="346" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6639624597_a144d7a5f5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;With my other SILs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6639617841/" title="at ginza by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="at ginza" height="352" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6639617841_2fbce95b37.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my Jake and hubby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  About a week prior to this night, we were invited to dinner at the Shrimskis' residence.  And luckily, schedules were open for all parties to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dinner was just perfect.  Food was superb as everything was prepared by BIL, the now famous Chef Steve of Cebu. :)  I think I had more than I should have.  Tsk.  That night, any resolve to eat in small portions just went out the window.  :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6730803947/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="375" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6730803947_6c6d8b4858.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;here with the Shrimskis...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-2262868331645056894?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here we are in one of our afternoon meet-ups dressed (coincidentally) in almost identical tops... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5738485211/" title="With Dahlia K. by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5184/5738485211_05b7f0baa1.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="With Dahlia K."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess Pa didn't want to do any major changes because he couldn't see himself leaving his brokerage business.  It was (and continues to be) his comfort zone.  We let him be but not without constantly worrying about them health-wise because of the effects of stress in business aggravated by uncontrolled diet...&lt;br /&gt;
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So when Pa underwent an angioplasty, another heart procedure, in 2010, we all took it more seriously this time.  We started the transition for their move to Cebu.  A lot of things have happened from then until now but the short of it is, they're finally here with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today being their first day at home, we took them out for an early dinner.  We went around the city to see where the Sinulog festivities were.  Our last stop for the night was at Radisson Blu where we shared pizza and watched the fireworks competition that could be seen from the nearby mall.  I could tell from Pa and Ma's excited chatter (Ma's more particularly, hehe) that they are actually happy about this new chapter in their lives.  Whatever reluctance they had with the move, is no longer apparent (I'd like to believe) so much so that Ma even wants to bring her piano to our home!    &lt;br /&gt;
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It wouldn't be easy getting along especially with our extreme personalities.  There would be clashes as usual but for sure the good times would outnumber the bickerings.  Crossing my fingers now.  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As I peeked into the other room while they slept soundly and cuddled around each other like newlyweds, I could only think of one thing... what a blessing to be given this precious time to be with them!  I wish everyone is given the same with his/her own. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6695355419/" title="photo by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6695355419_500e1a711a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;a fitting welcome, fireworks to mark a new chapter :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I leafed thru his assignment notebook and found the result of his Q3 tests. I was elated when I saw he got good grades.  As his immediate reward, he was allowed playtime for extra 20 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, so his pencils were complete, his books and 10 notebooks too... Except for the food that he wiped out, his lunch bag still had everything in it, thankyouverymuch.  The only thing out of the ordinary inside his bag was...  his (now) bent METAL ruler.  :P&lt;br /&gt;
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And how is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6633314237/" title="photo by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6633314237_a98d28560a.jpg" width="500" height="374" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have no resolutions written down (was never fond of doing that anyway), nor grand plans, but it is always my goal to be better (than I was in the past year).  That alone gives me a lot to do, improve on, learn about for the next 364 days.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;(To name a few, reviving my reading plan of the Bible is one of my to-dos.  I have no problem with the New Testament.  The challenge is in reading the Old Testament.  I need to get past Leviticus (hehe) so I could complete reading from cover to cover. Another example, writing a blog post (on the first day of the new year and hopefully on a daily basis after a long hiatus) is one of the things I want to revive as well.  Pressure! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;
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2011 is now in the past.  I bring with me all the lessons learned, new experiences and insights gained, and new (and reconnected) relationships made as I move forward to 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so far, day 1 has been good!&lt;br /&gt;
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And what could be better than spending the first day of the year with family?  Here are photos with the Rapes, Arreza, Matugas, Lim (my side and Jerry's) and Parrenas families...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6613416809/" title="the waiter / photog directed us to do a wacky pose by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6613416809_98a495580a.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="the waiter / photog directed us to do a wacky pose"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;the waiter / photog directed us to do a wacky pose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6613436117/" title="Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Parrenas with Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Arreza by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6613436117_7291b2f028.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Parrenas with Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Arreza"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs. Parrenas with Mr. &amp; Mrs. Arreza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6613453629/" title="here with my MIL, SILs and nephew by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6613453629_132fafdf31.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="here with my MIL, SILs and nephew"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;here with my MIL, SILs and nephew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6613465535/" title="at my cousin's house by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6613465535_63e501d1be.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="at my cousin's house"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;at my cousin's house &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was by choice that we had to forego spending for trips.  We had a bigger expense to prepare for... worth more than touring the world as a family, if you ask me.  Hehe. Like I've mentioned in a previous post, we just moved in to our new home.  And nothing beats having a nice cozy place to come home to... at least for me... That's where part of our &lt;a href="http://turbotax.intuit.com/irs-tax-extensions"&gt;savings&lt;/a&gt; went. &lt;br /&gt;
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Europe, USA, or neighboring Asian countries could wait... Next year perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-8615196473232736989?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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One such place we drove to was the SRP (South Road Properties) in Cebu.  Right now, it looks empty and massive, but it gives you an unobstructed view of the sea on one side and the mountains on the other side.  Jerry once told me that Kawit Point used to be a small island but is now connected to mainland Cebu because of the SRP.  &lt;a href="http://srpcebu.net/forums/Thread-south-road-properties-plan"&gt;Click here for "then and now" images.&lt;/a&gt;  Hmm... I have mixed feelings about that.  Anyway... SRP will soon be the site of the new SM, UP campus, Bigfoot, Citta di Mare residential area, to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;
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We found a place to park and shoot some pictures.  It was a clear and breezy day, just perfect for hamming it up with the cam.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013172553/" title="SRP by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/6013172553_542aed5959.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="SRP"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;coastal road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013214169/" title="19 years post-nup :) by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6015/6013214169_6c005a600c.jpg" width="500" height="390" alt="19 years post-nup :)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;there is a place to have post-nup pics :) hehe... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013195869/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6010/6013195869_6c26aa682a.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;... to sit and to enjoy the view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013707920/" title="View at SRP by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6132/6013707920_40d4da740d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="View at SRP"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;... or to watch boats sail by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013628234/" title="My boys by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6029/6013628234_b0221a1241.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="My boys"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;... or to talk &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013538414/" title="My boys by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/6013538414_ee63a977f4.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="My boys"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;... or in my boys' case, to just be crazy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013507354/" title="My boys by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/6013507354_1421692b51.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="My boys"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;... or to get serious for a bit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6013458660/" title="The family by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6013458660_6d34720001.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The family"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;And here's a pic of the whole gang, 4/5 of which will be missing Matt until his next Cebu trip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I should give this resto another go soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6010663976/" title="Lemon Grass Dinner by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6002/6010663976_95b351fc19.jpg" width="500" height="367" alt="Lemon Grass Dinner"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After going through hundreds of entries from the very first time I started blogging in Oct. 2002 (that long ago!), I felt energized to up and start again.  So here goes catch up entry #1.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometime in May, Cindy and her family spent a few days in Cebu.  With my Jake and her kids in tow, we spent an afternoon chatting about stuff that covered, well, everything!  We talked about family/kids, school, work, R&amp;R, plans, health and errr... gossip.  Hehehe.  We practically lost track of time.  And like always, stories would outlast our tall cups of coffee.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Cindy went to school with me (since Grade 5) at De La Salle Zobel.  Although we saw each other in Manila last December 2010 and April 2011, this was one of the few times we talked one on one.  Bottom line is, I'm glad all is going great with her.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing beats sharing a hearty laugh and having a grand time with good company.  If only her kids weren't excited to go for an afternoon swim at Radisson Blu, and if my Jake didn't run out of PSP power, Cindy and I would have gone chatting on and on and on like energizer bunnies. :P &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/6010518948/" title="Cindy in Cebu (May 2011) by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/6010518948_545bf7046e.jpg" width="500" height="380" alt="Cindy in Cebu (May 2011)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Cindy and her kids with me and Jake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Barely 1 week from the time we moved in, I think I have rearranged the furniture quite a bit I hope I didn't cause any permanent damage to the flooring. :)  So far, this is how part of the ground floor looks like...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5862083315/" title="Welcome by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5116/5862083315_ae265afe39.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="Welcome"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;standing from the main entrance, the living area is on the left, tv room on the right, dining area by the yellow wall, and partly hidden on the right is the kitchen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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More pics to follow as soon as I'm done emptying the other boxes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-7508319775153287229?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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First off, I think I found a really good app to use for my Excel spreadsheet on my iPad.  So far so good.  Best part is it doesn't cost as much as the other similar apps with limited capabilities. I'm happily porting my finance and budget spreadsheets now and loving it.  I will soon find out if its any good handling &lt;a href="http://turbotax.intuit.com/irs-tax-extensions/"&gt;form 4868 tax extension&lt;/a&gt; or if it will meld with popular &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TurboTax"&gt;tax software&lt;/a&gt;s.    &lt;br /&gt;
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For now, I'm going back to sorting my mess, unless I don't mind sleeping on them literally for another night.  More posts and pics of the new nest to follow asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-8078147546223610482?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Glory to God for Spring is Here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Toronto, Canada&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Glory To God In The Highest"&lt;br&gt;
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Glory to God in the highest, Glory to God in the highest,
And peace to His people on earth
Lord God, Heavenly King, Almighty God and Father
We worship You
We give You thanks
We praise You for Your glory
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Lord Jesus Christ, only Son of the Father
Lord God, Lamb of God
You take away the sins of the world
Lord, have mercy on us
You are seated at the right hand of the Father
Receive our prayer
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For You alone are the Holy One
For You alone are the Lord
For You alone are the Most High
Jesus Christ
With the Holy Spirit
In the glory of God the Father
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Gabby is now officially 3 ft tall!  His full winter has allowed him to grow bigger but at the same time become more lovable in his mischievous ways.  Since September, he bade goodbye to his 2 sets of lolos and lolas who left for the Philippines before the onset of the cold-er season.&lt;br&gt;
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Although Winter wasn't harsh this year, we still had enough snow to be able to sled.  We had 4 or 5 major snow storms, the last one last Wednesday but the snow banks never reached more than Gabby's height. :)  Now we're ready for Spring!&lt;br&gt;
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Expect more outdoor pics as we step out of our cabin fever and enjoy the sun!&lt;br&gt;
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Indeed Glory to God!&lt;br&gt;
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We have a long list of activities on the homefront lined up for the succeeding days and that doesn't even include school.  A big move is happening and we may appear unflustered by it all but the undercurrent is such that I couldn't even begin to describe.  To cut the story short, my parents are moving from Manila to Cebu.  Now it's my turn to groan.  Haha!  &lt;br /&gt;
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Just kidding on the "groan" part.  This has been a long laid out plan we hatched since 2002 when my father underwent a quadruple bypass.  They were hesitant to move and be under our care up until last year when Pa had to undergo yet another heart procedure, angioplasty.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Soooo... after a lot of talks and wavering in between, they are finally coming.  More on this as the event unfolds.  &lt;br /&gt;
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For now, my boys and I are off to our second "happy" place to enjoy whatever little time remains before another happy chaos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;This coffeshop in the mall is where we hie off for Jake to play with other kids from his school :) while I sit and enjoy a cup of mocha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes me somewhat at ease is the thought that he has shown positive traits he wouldn't have easily learned if he were in Cebu conveniently enjoying the comforts of home and having nannies at his beck and call.  Because Jerry and I bit the bullet and sent him off on his own, he has definitely become an independent young man who learned his responsibilities from experience, from the mundane task of keeping his shared condo and personal stuff clean and orderly to the more challenging task of managing his meager monthly allowance, plus grown up stuff he has to deal with on top of maintaining good grades.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Tomorrow, when I send him off, my thoughts won't dwell much on being worried that he'd be away (again), because I know (and I pray) he could take care of himself.  Sure, I would miss him badly, but I would be more excited looking forward to his next homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Matthew, posing as if to say: "Who's hotter?" :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mommy sat quietly as Jerry and our sons told her stories about work, school, our recent vacation in Manila with my side of the family, and other family updates.  We showed her pictures as well.  Despite the limiting effects of her illness, she would laugh at the stories, occasionally ask questions or contribute to the conversation.  I just sat by the edge of her bed and took the whole scene in and savored the moment... It's really been a long time since my last visit to her house.  We stayed here during the first seven years of our marriage.  This is where 2 of our 3 sons spent their toddler years.  And for that, we will forever be indebted to her.&lt;br /&gt;
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When it was time for us to leave, we greeted her again a happy mothers' day. Jerry and the kids went ahead of me.  I bent to hug her and then kissed her cheek.  This lady, I do love and respect.  The very same who molded Jerry to the person that he is today.  She has no mean bone and I have very high regard for her.  And before I could turn to leave, she held me lightly and whispered in my ear: "Thank you so much for coming".&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;After visiting my MIL, we had dinner at Red Kimono to mark the occasion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;
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Fortunately, I didn't hear any of that when we went to attend a wake for Jerry's maternal uncle.  After the customary (re)introduction of our boys, the aunts would say "He is tall / big / handsome!" (said in Fookien which Jerry promptly translated for me).  That certainly had a good ring to my ears.  There was one comment though that stood out, not because it was negative, but because it was amusing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jerry's aunt, upon seeing 7yo Jake, squealed: "Hey look!  Jake is like his Papa Jerry when he was that age!"  Haha!  That was cute.  I guess she said it several times as she stared at my boy smilingly.  Really?  And I've always thought Jake had rounded eyes like mine!  Hmmm...  &lt;br /&gt;
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Now it's like when I look at my son, I get a visual of how my hubby looked like back then.  And I would tease Jake about it just to humor myself.  As a response, he would wrinkle his nose and give me a naughty grin which is very...uhh... Jerry...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5740787032/" title="_jerryjake by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/5740787032_efd2c73115.jpg" width="469" height="500" alt="_jerryjake"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;clone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5738486849/" title="Jerry and Jake by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3499/5738486849_7f1b68007c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Jerry and Jake"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Who's copying who?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5739042270/" title="Jerry and Jake by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5739042270_f24a9e3a4f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Jerry and Jake"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Son teaches Pa some tricks for Angry Birds. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5671530600/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5063/5671530600_517469a7bf_z.jpg" width="453" height="640" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Paparazzi shot of the paparazzi wannabe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When it comes to photography, it's hit-or-miss for me with the point-and-shoot camera and even more so with the dslr.  However, no matter what the outcome is, I still am fond of taking photos especially if they're of travels, family, friends and occasions I want to preserve (digitally).  Some enthusiasts I know have chosen their particular niche in photography: fashion, food, landscape, nature, celebrity, etc....  I have actually dabbled in some.  And where there is amateurish or not so stellar pic after taking the shot, there is "post-processing" to the rescue.  Somehow, I still end up with decent looking photos (for my taste) worthy of a space in my Flickr account and in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day at Maxim's while enjoying a tall glass of iced mocha at Cafe Au Lait, I chanced upon a celebrity a few meters away from where I was sitting with my family.  My immediate reaction was to reach for my point-and-shoot camera, check the settings and take a shot.  I had about a few seconds to do just that, and without hesitation, I aimed at her.  Click, click, click.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pics I took were as good as shooting blanks except for one.  At best, you could make out a human form in the pic.  Sadly, no amount of post-processing could help you identify who this is...  Who would even believe I saw Lea Salonga with her daughter that day?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5671550570/" title="Guess Who? by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5671550570_210c2e0b99.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Guess Who?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5671525752/" title="At Cafe Au Lait by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5222/5671525752_b22dc79f3f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="At Cafe Au Lait"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;At least I was able to capture the smiles of my fam at Cafe Au Lait. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5732400208/" title="Maxim's by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2545/5732400208_46de96bbf7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Maxim's"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Maxim's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5671535706/" title="With Matt by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5101/5671535706_30f0b5fbc0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="With Matt"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Here with Matt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's the new marketing medium now as these vouchers market stuff that you normally would patronize.  Good for people (like me) who love eating out when schedules or funds permit.  Like fish to water, I naturally signed up for these and now get daily email notification about discounted stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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I watch out for discounts from restaurants, resorts, and hotels.  However, before I buy, I do a bit of research to see if the discounts are the real deal.  Some establishments would package an offer like it's value for money when in fact, it's their regular price.&lt;br /&gt;
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During our recent stay in Manila, we were able to use pre-purchased vouchers from 2 providers:  Deal Grocer vouchers which entitled us to 50% discount for a 4-course dinner for 2 at Ilustrado (used 2 for our party of 6), and Ensogo vouchers for Italian lunch at Il Ponticello and Chinese dinner at Henry's Place on Burgos Circle.  Both restos gave us to 50% discount as well.  Not bad for a peso-pinching Mom like me.  It's like happy-hour at Starbucks where they give you 50% off from 12-2pm for a week (which I missed because I preferred to have my frap for free using HSBC's promo... but I digress).  &lt;br /&gt;
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And I just read that Ensogo has introduced Cebu deals just recently.  I hope the other companies would soon follow.  The more (discounts) the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5710515874/" title="henrys place by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2711/5710515874_dc3226610b.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="henrys place"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Henry's Place by Good Earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5710516760/" title="il ponticello by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3481/5710516760_a0d9ae62f8.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="il ponticello"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Il Ponticello&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;*Thumbs-up for the food and service at Henry's Place and Il Ponticello.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3855145-4503109237240657964?l=www.arrezaph.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5663157354/" title="Untitled by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5663157354_f25f71979e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If there's anything that I feel was the highlight of our Manila Ocean Park visit, it was the Aquatica musical fountain show.  It was a 25-30 minute spectacular mix of light, water and music/sound, making for an awesome show for the whole family.  It costs P250 (weekdays) or 300 (weekends, holidays) per ticket.  &lt;br /&gt;
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At the time of our visit, they had a P99/ticket promo if you signed up at their website - a huge discount if you ask me.  It would have cost us quite a sum had it not been for the promo that we were fortunate to take advantage of.  Because of that, even the extended family with nephew, niece and nannies were with us to watch. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;
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For those who have seen Sentosa's Songs of the Sea, Aquatica is very much like it for a fraction of the cost (even without the promo tickets).  Or it's like a more animated version of the complimentary Bellagio musical fountain show, but you would have to be in Las Vegas for this.  And that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5709070652/" title="aquatica by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2121/5709070652_8a69925b40.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="aquatica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/linnor/5709045828/" title="aquatica by gratitude, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/5709045828_ddaa7378a8.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="aquatica"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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