<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Nov 2024 15:37:52 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>simplepleasures</category><category>theuniverse</category><category>life with Ziv</category><category>everydaylife</category><category>moviereview</category><category>work</category><category>stuff</category><category>reflections</category><category>weddingpreps</category><category>everyday ramblings</category><category>diptych tuesdays</category><category>food</category><category>inspiration</category><category>travel</category><category>girlsienvy</category><category>holidays</category><category>lessons</category><category>shoppingerzi</category><category>wedding</category><category>weekend highlights</category><category>beautification</category><category>best of</category><category>life with ze hubby</category><category>pasta</category><category>birthdays</category><category>currentevents</category><category>domestic affairs</category><category>domesticissues</category><category>etcetera</category><category>friends</category><category>health</category><category>movies</category><category>qotd</category><category>recipes we love</category><category>surveys</category><category>a pregnant pause</category><category>fangirl</category><category>music</category><category>musicalreview</category><category>pork</category><category>birth story</category><category>contest</category><category>family</category><category>goalsetting</category><category>greatwebfinds</category><category>marriedlife</category><category>meat</category><category>seafood</category><category>books</category><category>chicken</category><category>noodles</category><category>pumping</category><category>reminiscing</category><category>soup</category><category>veggies</category><category>all in the family</category><category>bookreview</category><category>eggs</category><category>fasyon</category><category>gratitudes</category><category>greetings</category><category>haiku</category><category>hotelreview</category><category>memories</category><category>news</category><category>poll</category><category>promos</category><category>relationships</category><category>relfections</category><category>shopping</category><category>singapore</category><category>travels</category><title>a Kat's life</title><description></description><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>724</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-8035362689190328209</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-15T15:33:54.649+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><title>down and dirty</title><atom:summary type="text">

Go son! Get down and dirty!




I confess: I let my child crawl on public spaces. Everywhere except restrooms, hospitals and clinics. 



I'm sure that the thought of a child crawling on public property would gross out some people, parent or not. But to me that's fine. I'm the type of mom who'd let her child explore as long as he wasn't in any imminent danger, such as being hit by a truck or </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/06/down-and-dirty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAda0JTfMrGtcyXTlgYaCBtxyf_O4ZbO0lvxbfChTVMLY76b2xK3i4L6SZKI6tRQbkdj89nxTbuSD4tbzXB98c0NBdwjr_askfPd7cwnQW8OagLKWcC0jfQDaV0i_Um37h3fpZTgB4MFHF/s72-c/IMG_0171.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-2594701584983938925</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-11T22:08:05.990+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with ze hubby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weekend highlights</category><title>staycation weekend</title><atom:summary type="text">
We checked in at the Amara Sanctuary Resort in Sentosa over the weekend. It was great to finally get away--even if it's just in Singapore--from all the busy-ness of home. I really loved getting the chance to relax and just be with my husband and son. I didn't have to worry about chores that needed to be done, which was wonderful.



Aside from eating and taking naps, we hung out at the pool. The</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/06/staycation-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKhnumwy1N5uCJp9DtJYHv_yxh28BlB00WV3hD1WXqDk2Zg5coDT7jqAKTowRingCEilXf_V4f347LEWwSsdTNQofMWT61KYlzsOTaDEP2nXwrgevMJfGGTK2fYOGnwwn82Dg9L6p75OZx/s72-c/IMG_2448.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-5379295515625825666</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2012 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-06T15:44:19.775+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflections</category><title>returning to work</title><atom:summary type="text">





&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Source: pinterestschunt363.blogspot.com via Leonora on Pinterest






I finally got myself a job!



</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/06/returning-to-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-5983255483253024837</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2012 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-05T10:18:20.152+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>it's hard to be plump...</title><atom:summary type="text">
In the land of the skinny.



I've proven that yet again last Sunday. I went out on my own to shop for work clothes (yes, this momma is rejoining the rat race! more on that later) and after scouring three malls, I went home with just a piece of knitted top and a swimsuit (for our staycation this weekend).&amp;nbsp;



There are choices here for big girls like me but not as much as the options for </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/06/its-hard-to-be-plump.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9O7FhA-9ob88IUdSuke8chltX-5YRB0fbrYRagsgKD198EkURmhY_A67cH5IzBMrMJYE5uq-T1cbGKw7tONujJt_kMO2x5iEZ4lZuEYKjy1pQLtST7uAYJVSGh2RhCEmRypAuizGyUqO/s72-c/board2.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-7185896036142630723</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2012 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-25T10:14:10.188+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>life is one long laundry day</title><atom:summary type="text">





&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/05/life-is-one-long-laundry-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-3626562762503379417</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 12:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-08T20:23:09.720+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><title>Ziv, lately</title><atom:summary type="text">
Ziv turned 14 months old yesterday! He's still not walking but he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve.









He can now follow simple instructions such as "Help mommy put this in the dryer." He loves to be involved in some (everything?) of the things I do so I let him. It's way easier to make use of his curiosity than to resist and put a damper on it.











Ziv loves the playground. He </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/05/ziv-lately.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7iYZ7rgEvV4cAyrYiI5OwDNOGUNlE1XjNTtjgOZuGBAQ6QAzT5j5V-2nw52GDEmEdGF2HsYyfciD9v7pMo444CeoVD5PlSjNCqeNepjb9PzJwRLeoOKO9ihYJiFjT16dFayEcKpxHReEV/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-1641475425839778676</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T15:24:59.755+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">etcetera</category><title>dear Ziv</title><atom:summary type="text">
Look at the stars, see how they shine for you?&amp;nbsp;



</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/05/dear-ziv.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-4563987218649624943</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2012 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-26T21:25:55.714+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthdays</category><title>Ziv's birthday party: the deets!</title><atom:summary type="text">
More than a month has passed since Ziv celebrated his first birthday and I realized I haven't done a post about it yet! So here goes.



Ziv's lolo daddy took care of the catering and the entire setup so all ze hubby and I only had to handle were the invitations, balloons and cake. I started a Pinterest board a few months back and after collecting inspiration from all over the web, I've decided </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/04/zivs-birthday-party-deets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5PHVjNk-Ilvml2HfK_Pl2M-Ur7Nsxfb9ts12CySkqhKs8-ZDJV_kIQ-2YesMQBCKTg6Dcuofo8NIEk27INHjzYFMsU2YhpJkIM5eTx99Ag1sLI9gcF60EO9Sv2Jh_RcBiRvHgzDpAcq1/s72-c/invite.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-668203737076310235</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 13:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-25T21:18:29.983+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>do what you love</title><atom:summary type="text">



Source: cdn.shopify.com via Erin on Pinterest



After sister left, I was scheduled for two job interviews. Ironic, right? Haha. Good thing ze hubby could work from home so we didn't have to worry about childcare.

One interview I had was with a big media company here. I already took a qualifying exam a few weeks ago and was already scheduled for an interview. A few days before the </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/04/do-what-you-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-1350446672879162422</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 07:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-25T15:25:28.024+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>family times</title><atom:summary type="text">


My sister was here from the 7th to the 15th. I ordered asked her to come over because we needed someone to be around just in case I was called for a job interview. Ze hubby's boss from the US was in Singapore that week as well and it was not possible for him (ze hubby) to work from home and hold the fort in case I had to leave the house. 




Lia and Ziv sharing burger and fries




Well, that</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/04/family-times.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyQ9jn75e1DpnWEWJzf0W7OGjxHPghg6dkJWXRo6Fi6qFHPEWljXp81LLQJiIxzqKST5u9gY_RQ3PV_BXqJmlCiqzCUrcLIyPP3-CAy_Y3WCDU1az09VXDWL16ZIkRlpO1wJ-dDt9Pbuu/s72-c/liaziv.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-8424971293257147842</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 06:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-28T14:15:58.467+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflections</category><title>happy</title><atom:summary type="text">







I put my son down for his nap then I immediately go to the kitchen. I wash stuff we used for lunch. I rid Ziv's high chair of food he's failed to put in his mouth then clean it with antibacterial wipes. I sweep the floor then clear off morsels of chicken and couscous from the dining table. I go to the bathroom where Ziv's poop-stained shorts await. I rinse it with water then leave it to </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-4471264071159847892</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 02:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-27T10:26:16.104+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflections</category><title>confession</title><atom:summary type="text">






I should remember this

I have a confession to make: I'm an insecure b*tch.



Or at least an insecure b*tch lives inside me. I have once silenced her but since I've started job hunting again, she's come back. And with a vengeance.



Let's call her Tibby. 





I don't know where she came from. My parents loved me. I have friends. There's a handful of people who believe in my abilities (</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/confession.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-3004722839634071471</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2012 01:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-23T09:35:49.669+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>superproxy wanted</title><atom:summary type="text">

Oh this would be perfect right now

Can someone take over my life even just for a day because I am tired and I want to sleep in and get a massage and lounge at the beach and sleep and get a massage and lounge at the beach?

I love my life but I need a break!



I just put Ziv down for a nap and I'm glad because I can breathe again. My son's been a handful recently. He's so whiny I think he's </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/superproxy-wanted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOlOcJx0rUVt9kbDzkmc-t2hxTWgZaDl_qDdlNNtDdVLOxHQQ4CUsI_RK7pMLDKmAAd5uP1nI_MvSecyS9uV_olZkcyyL2koNxpjD1a80KD4ACCmoQ7gHSRBjBrFkiBEUxNF46y-VuFdco/s72-c/mass.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-2086686861852896075</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2012 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-15T22:30:37.817+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">all in the family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travels</category><title>all's well that ends well</title><atom:summary type="text">
Ziv finished his course of antibiotic today and I'm super glad he's finally okay. Praise God!&amp;nbsp;



He fell ill one week ago back in the Philippines. Slept well Tuesday night then woke up early morning (on his birthday!!!) with severe coughing and wheezing. We took him to the pedia immediately and he was diagnosed with asthmatic bronchitis, same condition that plagues me once or twice a year.</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/alls-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCDcBmnNicr-WrY7LvsNF45gOP-MotcxJZlws_R0cLWeG9O2_w6VcVUGavNrxgjn89th9HOYNOHC11kFR6MFmGlhhxISDadObEve40_Pcf_E8WzyZnBkd6Cw5-wsTAhgMJQY_Seq9NnDD/s72-c/ziv.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-7301422277698889959</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2012 02:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-07T10:31:41.831+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birth story</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthdays</category><title>Ziv's birth, according to his dada</title><atom:summary type="text">


Today is Ziv's first birthday. To celebrate it, here is ze hubby's account of the day our son was born.

&amp;nbsp; 



We went to church the Sunday before Kat’s elective C-section. Although we had just started going to that parish, it is one place where I felt secure and comfortable amid our hectic schedule as we await the arrival of our baby.

Our doctor told us that our baby wasn’t gaining much</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/zivs-birth-according-to-his-dada.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWOywKTyz527kbNXyHweuXSA-vexNftIXkxNOLmZPO-4RXGM30q4528SX_Cqm3RTSka8EM4e3kzoCGHYY9DGpHJ_8_rbvI7IFTyJwkC4uiux7tnp_hXGGneeud3qLNiP4ytScUiaP9eZJQ/s72-c/kat.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-2935898021624146191</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-02T14:37:49.771+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>isdatchu mother?</title><atom:summary type="text">
I was cooking at the kitchen this morning when one of Ziv's toys suddenly played music by itself. Ziv was napping and no one else was around. I thought nothing of it and just turned the thing off. This wasn't the first time something like that happened and we usually just attribute it to vibrations caused by the TV.



Thing is, this morning, the TV wasn't turned on.



I easily get spooked (</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/03/isdatchu-mother.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWfD1ow9xrZkwT0HgrCDSPABwYqYCH04SxrIsvCBzuitVGjkG2ArAvB2U0SLd5y7uhnr8TMNGKLQsQiHYX56cSRl82yLC72bC6RxUwXWYpXOkdBw18zXSy0V2Jn2byvcKlaIXRTg_XIH-D/s72-c/us.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-2036286944220099779</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Feb 2012 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-29T14:23:40.615+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><title>toddling</title><atom:summary type="text">
Just one more week to go before Ziv turns one. Unbelievable! I'm so excited! I've got tons of DIY ideas floating in my head (thanks to Pinterest) and I can't wait till it's time to execute them. I hope they'll turn out nicely. I know it's easier to just hire somebody to do all the decorating but we have a very limited budget so I'd just do the decorating myself. I ordered balloons but that's it.</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/toddling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-f0eSO5LnsUj0s7IFVprfhdoE4Dnp5nRn2s6zLt_r1oKoUsYCDqqr9wFFrJvFBQfJncaE9KNZzoeQBUwG7iUBfPXQI6A17jOgRo96T58Yvrr0cQVYs8WzlK686s5IHym-a19TzHxcuh7P/s72-c/todd.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-5944824942180040247</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2012 07:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-24T15:15:49.458+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">recipes we love</category><title>pancake from scratch</title><atom:summary type="text">
This morning, we weren't in a rush so I decided to make pancakes for breakfast. I used to buy those ready mixes until I learned how easy it is to make my own pancake batter. Here's how:



Ingredients

1 cup all purpose flour

1 tablespoon white sugar

2 teaspoons baking powder

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 egg

1 cup skim milk

2 tablespoons vegetable oil



Directions

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Source: ashleyannphotography.com via Jen on Pinterest








It's past two and my boys are napping. I should be too but me time is too exciting to pass up. So instead of dozing off, I Facebook. I catch up on all my Google Reader subscriptions. I blog.

I love me time.



But I love spending time with my boys too. Earlier, we had lunch at the hawker center at the next block. Ze hubby and I had</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/wonderfully-ordinary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-1063666747615184203</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-20T19:45:47.390+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><title>going with the flow</title><atom:summary type="text">



So I went back to the dentist last Saturday. He removed the stitches ever so gently that I felt no pain or discomfort at all. He said one of the wounds is recovering slowly so he put on some nasty tasting medication on it. I asked him whether my tongue will feel normal again. He said maybe in two to three weeks.



I really wasn't expecting any better answer than that. I've already scoured </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/going-with-flow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-5112983937221285618</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2012 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-18T19:46:33.244+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">recipes we love</category><title>pork giniling (minced pork)</title><atom:summary type="text">
Pork giniling or minced pork is ze hubby's favorite. He says it reminds him of his childhood. Well, my mother-in-law does cook this very well so I can't blame ze hubby for loving this dish.



Minced pork is so versatile and is one of the easiest ingredients to work with. You can put it in Pinoy-style spaghetti or turn it into lumpiang Shanghai or cook it like this, as a standalone ulam.



Last</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/pork-giniling-minced-pork.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga5InKERUYCpc0N5yYWNZFjnYmmUNkZcut3edlRv-rYUAhmmvrFtmJ3jXvQ8Yv36Id_5fbs3DjZc0v2prmqdDi66xrkxKrr5nzRiynJA7vpyWT_BnKE5a1GikT6lmn-zDPozhnHJfQ8qmy/s72-c/giniling.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-6140795868294447643</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-17T10:18:09.018+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pumping</category><title>the milk bar is out of business</title><atom:summary type="text">

You served us well dear pump






Today, I put my pump back in its box. I've actually stopped pumping when we got back from Christmas vacation but it's only today, almost two months later, that I got to store it.



It's bittersweet. Weaning from breast milk. I'm happy that I have more free time on my hands now that I don't need to be attached to my pump several hours of the day. But I feel a </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/milk-bar-is-out-of-business.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN2un83Kr-qeJgGRRsT1jsoWB2BlzD1nwu5qhYkXzUfeRgb4pzDKah1cYyGSzCGARI1gvfNmzRC0LKpfOkmF7ZHY_FQ7pTVuVCAfDNh1Ws-pYP8I9S3WlqOFFocEFs59eBBWHmGtRmePos/s72-c/med.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-8431043270373625034</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-16T10:01:22.954+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">everyday ramblings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><title>back to normal...almost</title><atom:summary type="text">
My in-laws flew back to the Philippines last Sunday and things at home are slowly going back to normal. With a soon-to-be-toddler though, what "normal" is, is ever changing.



Ziv has found delight in walking, albeit with a chair or walker to support him. He hasn't learned to do it on his own yet but I know he will pretty soon. He refuses to be confined to his playpen and prefers to roam around</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/normal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-2268172076929621156</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T14:17:36.491+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflections</category><title>dreams and reality</title><atom:summary type="text">
On the last weekend of January, we visited the National Museum to see Dreams &amp;amp; Reality, an exhibition of paintings, drawings and photographs from the Musee d'Orsay. The works were done between 1848 and 1914. 





As I walked through the exhibition, I found myself drawn to the works of Claude Monet.


Woman with a Parasol Facing Right (1886) and Regattas at Argenteuil (1872)


I was drawn to</atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/dreams-and-reality.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyzm9-KAXQVHhilgF4Nt9xNJen4ApbzANWqW3tdndL-HccDfYBHHBBQwDlFQzcdpYywaeiPbnwHRNeA5CGw4ZziCwA32hLAo4qf_G1fhCRYoeCYBDtF1kyW71mzzOZyzW6Qz6SdBbrpXKT/s72-c/monet.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8173755433662631662.post-8978266315324741350</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-07T15:06:55.521+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with Ziv</category><title>11 months!</title><atom:summary type="text">
Ziv has been making us happy for 11 months today!!!&amp;nbsp;




This morning at the park


At 11 months, Ziv: 

- loves finger foods. He prefers to eat by himself than be spoon-fed. At lunch today, he ate elbow macaroni with creamed spinach then had sliced papaya for dessert. He finished everything I put on his tray!





- smiles like there's no tomorrow. A few months back, Ziv was so weary of </atom:summary><link>http://mrskatzm.blogspot.com/2012/02/11-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByaIJyL8scg46DoUvUO97-ZmVHZCN5GDSqfHMWPDDng2UOIzONiAAUl5oYlCjs_CNzROqe6p9882AMIpSALP1slZxKsMw7FYrm_C0cpTPQ3X2izWGMptI66K5VueHL4lOJnWKEBiUmHmg/s72-c/112.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>