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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:53:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Sweet Temptation</title><description /><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>585</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/yogiandme/FhEb" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">yogiandme/FhEb</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-1514036347623480899</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T07:24:57.163+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Meals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dishes</category><title>Binagoongang Baboy Again</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvdQN27136I/AAAAAAAABFk/-h982rV_IJw/s1600-h/Image1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvdQN27136I/AAAAAAAABFk/-h982rV_IJw/s320/Image1087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401874477069229986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My last din din with my BA before he left the next day. We had this at the hotel lounge. He just had pasta so I had this all for myself. I'm not a big eater so I brought home my leftovers. It's yummy though I would prefer something without the sauce. The drier the better. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To those who doesn't know, this is pork (baboy) with shrimp paste (Bagoong) and you should try it because it's really delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-1514036347623480899?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/11/binagoongang-baboy-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvdQN27136I/AAAAAAAABFk/-h982rV_IJw/s72-c/Image1087.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-8030908395959883032</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 22:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T06:55:46.609+08:00</atom:updated><title>"It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year..."</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...and “Chestnuts roasting on an open fire”… I’ve been hearing these songs on the radio lately and they're definitely a couple of my all-time favorite Christmas songs. That being said, it can’t be denied that Christmas is definitely in the air. It is my favorite time of the year for its spirit brings us joy and happiness despite the bad economic news and all the other problems facing the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nevertheless, that won’t stop us from having a merry Christmas for we can still shop for affordable gifts for our loved ones this holiday season, and that includes the popular &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=20"&gt;$8 Prescription Zenni Glasses&lt;/a&gt; from Zenni Optical. They have &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=29"&gt;new arrivals&lt;/a&gt;, so you better check them out before they run out because I know a lot of people who would love to get a pair as a gift. Well, you really can’t blame them for those &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=31"&gt;Holiday fun eyeglasses&lt;/a&gt; are definitely a must-have item this time of the year. Have a Merry Christmas one and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvIFepqSEYI/AAAAAAAABFc/EICR54rC3nY/s1600-h/zenni1d.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvIFepqSEYI/AAAAAAAABFc/EICR54rC3nY/s320/zenni1d.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400384927308059010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-8030908395959883032?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/11/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SvIFepqSEYI/AAAAAAAABFc/EICR54rC3nY/s72-c/zenni1d.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-6952805692320763096</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 03:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T12:07:52.707+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Meals</category><title>Spicy Chicken Wings and Hungarian Sausage</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can still remember the day when my BA and I had these. It was on a Friday and we both couldn't decide where to eat because we've almost eaten to almost all the restaurants in the city. That was the time too wherein I was starstruck with a Filipino actor whom we saw and had our picture taken at the hotel's lobby. That's probably why I couldn't decide where to go because I got all tensed up meeting the actor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, after much thinking, I just brought BA to the pizza resto located at the hotel's arcade - Giacomino's Pizza. I like their Hungarian Sausage a lot so it's what I ordered. BA couldn't decide whether he'll have pasta or have something that has rice in it and as you can see in the picture, he decided to have Spicy Chicken Wings with rice. I wasn't able to finish my sausage because I was already full so BA finished it for me. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Su5XoU8JRqI/AAAAAAAABFU/crow11aa7i4/s1600-h/P9020006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Su5XoU8JRqI/AAAAAAAABFU/crow11aa7i4/s320/P9020006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399349353591162530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BA's Spicy Chicken Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Su5XRcJdXbI/AAAAAAAABFM/VqreZcffQwg/s1600-h/P9020005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Su5XRcJdXbI/AAAAAAAABFM/VqreZcffQwg/s320/P9020005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399348960389062066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Hungarian Sausage with Yellow Rice and a cutie mixture of corn and carrot side dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-6952805692320763096?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/11/spicy-chicken-wings-and-hungarian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Su5XoU8JRqI/AAAAAAAABFU/crow11aa7i4/s72-c/P9020006.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-6762864387628963387</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T20:25:42.075+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Web Hosting</category><title>Learn, Then Share the Wealth of Web Knowledge</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After learning the essentials of web hosting for my website, I immediately shared the information with my friends. It feels good to share your knowledge with people knowing that you’ve helped them even in a simple way. I was once naïve of the things about the internet since I really am not computer savvy, but it was a friend of mine who enlightened me about tech stuff which includes web hosting, and that’s because she was nice enough to share what she’d learned from other people. Come to think of it, it’s like passing down information, wisdom, and knowledge from person to person such as it has been done throughout history from generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps you also have come across articles about web hosting online but didn’t really care to read the whole entry. If you own a website, personal or business and you want people to know about it, you should consider the service of a web hosting company. Your files are protected and your website will be visible on the World Wide Web. But make sure to get a reliable web hosting company since not all offer excellent service as claimed. I suggest you go check &lt;a href="http://www.pickaweb.co.uk/"&gt;UK Web Hosting&lt;/a&gt; and  learn more about this wonderful high-tech tool, especially if you blog for pay; the more you learn, the more you can earn.&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/158672444317901844-6762864387628963387?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/learn-then-share-wealth-of-web.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-4407010196343082579</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 07:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T16:25:35.361+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Meals</category><title>Lunch Break</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is, if i'm not mistaken, my last lunch with BA, with only the two of us.  And it was on a Monday, because he left Tuesday. Anyway, we have tried almost all the dishes in every resto here in the city so that day, we just thought of having our lunch at the hotel lounge. We have eaten at the lounge several times too but we can't just resist the food because it's really delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuqcAM3q1-I/AAAAAAAABFE/y0wwkk6aus4/s1600-h/Image1081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuqcAM3q1-I/AAAAAAAABFE/y0wwkk6aus4/s320/Image1081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398298630625613794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BA likes their Calamares a lot so that's what he ordered again that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Suqb6qr3U2I/AAAAAAAABE8/iF65PPXeITQ/s1600-h/Image1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Suqb6qr3U2I/AAAAAAAABE8/iF65PPXeITQ/s320/Image1080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398298535549948770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I like their Lechon Kawali so it's what I ordered for the second or third time already. Very tasty! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-4407010196343082579?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/lunch-break.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuqcAM3q1-I/AAAAAAAABFE/y0wwkk6aus4/s72-c/Image1081.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-98117667172331357</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T20:53:37.883+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Web Hosting</category><title>Web Hosting: Help for a Friend in Need</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It took me a while to finally understand the ways of the blogosphere. I’ve learned so much, yet there is so much more to be learned. And being the newbie I am, I’m open minded and eager to acquire new knowledge since it would be for my own benefit. I make it a point to visit websites everyday, though sometimes it isn’t as many as I’d like since I also have other things to attend to. But what’s important is making the constant effort of bettering myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pickaweb.co.uk/"&gt;Web Hosting&lt;/a&gt; was the topic of many of sites that I came across which taught me its benefits and importance. And visiting these sites has paid off. I own a website myself, and though it’s personal, I’ve learned that having a credible web hosting service is essential. But despite what I’ve learned, I’m still having difficulty on how and where to start. Thankfully, my friend who introduced me into the world of blogging came to my rescue, as she always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She recommended the web hosting company that she entrusts her sites to, and since then I’ve been enjoying the benefits and services of excellent professional web hosting. My site is now visible to the world and reaching almost every household without me fearing for the safety of my files. That’s such a great feeling, and I continue my journey of learning each day.&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/158672444317901844-98117667172331357?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/web-hosting-help-for-friend-in-need.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-739229266638704123</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T12:48:32.026+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occasions</category><title>Birthday Wishes for My Bessie!</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caption.it/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cap30.caption.it/300/captionit9234039166D33.jpg" alt="Picture Captions" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caption.it/"&gt;[Caption.iT - Face in Hole]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's no denying that you're not getting any younger, Bes. Hehe. But what's important is your you're enjoying life as it is. Stay as nice as you are and I wish you'll have a happy birthday even though you're away from your family. All the best! Mwahugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you soon with your treat, okay? (",)&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/158672444317901844-739229266638704123?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/birthday-wishes-for-my-bessie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-8337015934910113004</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T20:12:35.136+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beauty</category><title>Where Has the Time Gone?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuWR68R4KgI/AAAAAAAABEk/zHsLShcai8Y/s1600-h/olympus+pics+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuWR68R4KgI/AAAAAAAABEk/zHsLShcai8Y/s320/olympus+pics+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396880170272958978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister and her family attended a debut party the other night and I was in awe when I saw my niece Mawee, my sister’s 13-year-old daughter, looking every inch a lady in her party dress. I can still remember the time when I used to babysit her. Basically, she grew up with us since my sister is a working mom. And seeing Mawee all grown up made me feel old. Oh well, that’s life. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mawee just turned thirteen last month and like every normal teenage girl, she’s going through that normal adolescent stage where pimples and acne are starting to pop out. There was actually a time that her forehead was full of acne but my sister got the &lt;a href="http://www.acnexus.com/"&gt;best acne treatment&lt;/a&gt; for her and in short time, it was gone. But despite those embarrassing pimples, it never bothered her nor her suitors; they actually added up everyday. She’s one stunning girl, a beautiful young lady and there's no question why guys woo her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve included a photo of her here taken the other night before they left for the party so you can see how pretty my niece is. So, what do you think? Oh yeah, she's definitely a heartbreaker to be. (“,)&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/158672444317901844-8337015934910113004?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/where-has-time-gone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuWR68R4KgI/AAAAAAAABEk/zHsLShcai8Y/s72-c/olympus+pics+034.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-5725826964845545064</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T06:32:19.267+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occasions</category><title>Look Deluxe in a Tux</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just two more nights to go and my brother and his fiancé will soon tie the proverbial knot. It’s not going to be a big, elaborate event. It will just be a simple civil ceremony, a family-only affair. The grandiose wedding will be next year when her family can all be here for the main event. We're all looking forward to that big event since my brother is the last  in my family to get hitched, and his fiancée Karen is the first in hers. Needless to say, it is a special occasion that is much-awaited for by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My brother may not wear his &lt;a href="http://www.formaltux.com/"&gt;tuxedo&lt;/a&gt; this Wednesday, but for sure he will do it for their church wedding next year seeing that it will be a truly formal event. And since this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, why not look regal and dashing. I can’t wait for that day to happen, as well as to see my son Yogi and my BA wear their tuxedo too. They will look dashing for sure. But knowing my BA like I do, I'm sure he'd just as soon wear his blue jeans and tee shirt. But, no honey, that's not an option; not this time. I intend to see you all decked out and looking like a Hollywood star. (“,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuTQk5aX6sI/AAAAAAAABEc/IsqabODsG6k/s1600-h/kar%26we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuTQk5aX6sI/AAAAAAAABEc/IsqabODsG6k/s320/kar%26we.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396667585802005186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, congratulations to my brother Erwin and to my sister-in-law to be, Karen! Best wishes! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-5725826964845545064?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/look-deluxe-in-tux.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuTQk5aX6sI/AAAAAAAABEc/IsqabODsG6k/s72-c/kar%26we.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-211747936000436439</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T09:54:54.672+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beverage</category><title>His Iced Tea</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuLlDYGoEhI/AAAAAAAABEU/KB8ENEmgDaA/s1600-h/Image1079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuLlDYGoEhI/AAAAAAAABEU/KB8ENEmgDaA/s200/Image1079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396127149715886610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only drink that he orders, aside from coffee, that is.  I'm referring to my BA. He only drinks coffee in the morning and beyond that, this is his chosen beverage, Iced Tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was actually amused with our Iced Tea here because as per him, it tastes like lemonade. But he has no choice but to accept the fact. LOL. He prepares his own Iced Tea at home which he calls, the real Iced Tea and he says it tastes a lot different than what he'd tasted here. I still have to taste his home-made Iced Tea though and we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did try preparing one here at home. We bought tea bags at the supermarket but he wasn't successful. It's not the Iced Tea that he was looking for. But he's home now and was glad to have tasted his Iced Tea again. He terribly missed it, you know. Hee hee.&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/158672444317901844-211747936000436439?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/his-iced-tea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/SuLlDYGoEhI/AAAAAAAABEU/KB8ENEmgDaA/s72-c/Image1079.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-4586707696749000403</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T13:54:11.565+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Entertainment</category><title>Let the Games Begin!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas carols playing on the radio and television, and malls adorned with Christmas decor and ornaments mean only one thing: Christmas is just around the corner. And would you believe that at this point in time, I am already thinking of what to give my loved ones on that special occasion, which is definitely my favorite time of the year. It’s giving me quite a lot pressure to be honest, knowing that they already have it all, material wise. But I do believe that there is still that special something out there somewhere that would tickle their fancy, and that’s my goal for this Christmas, to find that one special gift for each of my loved ones.                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I’m not pressured at all in regard to my son Yogi’s present. Being the computer game fan that he is, I know &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/cat/playstation-3-games-accessories-and-ps3-systems/63113.html"&gt;playstation 3&lt;/a&gt; would be the best gift to give him this holiday season. He will surely love it and I guess he would choose playing rather than taking his nap, which he oftentimes does. That’s how addicted he is to computer games. Imagine that. Oh well, boys will be boys, and I can’t blame him for I’m guilty of such addiction myself. And most likely, he’ll have me as his opponent when he starts playing his playstation. LOL.&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/158672444317901844-4586707696749000403?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/let-games-begin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-6321677536165426850</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T12:06:42.186+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beauty</category><title>Away With Ye Olde Wrinkles</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up feeling sluggish today though I did have a good night's sleep. And when I looked at myself in the mirror, it seemed like my fine lines had multiplied overnight. I even did a double take because I thought I was still asleep and only dreaming. But much to my dismay, I was wide awake and, oh well, it was reality staring back at me from the mirror. That made me want to check for the &lt;a href="http://www.wrinkletreatment.org/"&gt;best treatment for wrinkles&lt;/a&gt; right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, nah, I think I am just exaggerating things. I know I will be needing treatment for wrinkles soon, but not now; not yet. Yes, fine lines are starting to show but not enough for a wrinkle treatment at this point. Soon, I know it will be necessary since I’m not getting any younger. I believe I've just been so tied up with work, chores and my son’s school activities lately that all I need is rest and relaxation to not look so tired and wrinkled. Yepper!&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/158672444317901844-6321677536165426850?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/away-with-ye-olde-wrinkles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-59918610876348019</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 02:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T10:22:22.067+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">House and Home</category><title>Ya Can't Top Copper</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing that I admire about my mom is her being meticulous. She always sees to it that everything is neat and nice inside the house. So when we had the house renovated last month, she was attentive to the details, especially around the kitchen and the bathroom areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But though I trust her taste when it comes to just about everything, I was reluctant when she thought of changing the bathroom and kitchen sinks to &lt;a href="http://www.coppersinksstore.com/"&gt;copper sinks&lt;/a&gt;. Like me, she’s always been a fan of stainless sinks because of their elegance and flexibility in care. But as always, mothers do know best. The copper sinks look perfect with the maroon tiles in the bathroom and the marble counter top in the kitchen. I should have figured that since copper sinks possess elegance and flexibility too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re the best, Mom!&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/158672444317901844-59918610876348019?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/ya-cant-top-copper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-1114769482588046515</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T06:40:20.742+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Business</category><title>CAD is "BAD"</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you would ever drop by here at my home and step into the office area, you would see Dad’s work station and all the assorted equipment he uses to do his job. If you didn't know any better, you'd think you were back in school taking geometry or advanced math when you saw the tools of his trade, such as rulers and squares, compasses and slide rules, and pencils and pens galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being in the construction business, these tools are a must have because not only does Dad own and operate the business, he takes a hands-on role in the work as the draftsman, drawing all the blueprints. And despite the numerous number of tools that he has, sometimes they still aren't enough to get the job done quickly, especially if we have a line up of projects that need to be done pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a couple of days ago I saw him browsing online checking into the newest state of the art way to do draftman's work: &lt;a href="http://www.reidsupply.com/cad.aspx"&gt;cad drawings&lt;/a&gt;; computer animated drawings. I was really fascinated; such an amazing technology; they truly are state of the art. I had so many questions but he looked so serious and was concentrating and I felt it was best that I just keep mum and observe. I was being his good girl.&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/158672444317901844-1114769482588046515?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/cad-is-bad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-8479137048159693488</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T06:25:40.576+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Occasions</category><title>Birthday, Birthday...Oh What Fun!</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caption.it/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cap30.caption.it/296/captionit9172112294D30.jpg" alt="Picture Captions" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caption.it/"&gt;[Caption.iT - Face in Hole]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uh oh, you're really not getting any younger, friend. Hee hee. But nonetheless, I know this would be one of your best birthdays ever since you're going to celebrate it with a special someone. Yes, you're miles apart but the thought that he is there, loving you and is doing things to make your dreams come true are more than enough reasons for you to enjoy your big day to the fullest. Am I not right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Aimz! All the best for you. Mwahugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/158672444317901844-8479137048159693488?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/birthday-birthdayoh-what-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-1038932683326284412</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 22:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T06:12:13.010+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Hotels</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vacation</category><title>The Magic Kingdom Awaits</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If there’s one birthday treat that I dream of giving my 6-year-old son Yogi, it would be none other than taking him to Disneyland in Orlando, Florida so he could experience the fun and excitement that only Disneyland brings. I know he’d be giddy with happiness and would probably consider it his best present ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though that present must still be considered a dream for now since I still have a lot of saving to do, I still have plans running through my mind on how I can possibly make this dream come true. First, I'll be checking for &lt;a href="http://bookit.com/us/florida/orlando/"&gt;orlando hotel deals&lt;/a&gt; to save on the hotel that we would stay at. And while there, I would get to see my friends whom I haven’t seen in years who are already residents there, and also get to know the other enjoyable activities that we could do in Florida aside from visiting Disneyland. Just thinking about these things make me feel so excited and I wish we could do it all on Yogi’s 7th birthday which is on March 28th next year. Well, having it materialize is not impossible, but not next year though. But maybe on his birthday in 2011, because if my biggest dream comes true, I'll certainly be much closer to making his 8th birthday a magical moment. I can hardly wait; for the both of us...(",)&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/158672444317901844-1038932683326284412?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/magic-kingdom-awaits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-3010583955663067716</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T06:06:56.222+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fitness and Health</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diet</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diet Pills</category><title>Battle of the Bulge</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I’ve mentioned before, my BA stayed here in my country for sixteen days. But in just a few days of being together, I thought I’d be needing &lt;a href="http://www.slimmingpillsreview.com/"&gt;diet pills&lt;/a&gt; before his departure. You know why? Because we were constantly eating, checking out all the restaurants we could in my city, as well as going to the ones I wanted to introduce him to. Basically, we indulged ourselves with food as if there was no tomorrow. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But gladly, I didn’t gain that much weight, at least not enough to have to resort to the use of diet pills; not yet, anyway. I did acquire a little bulge in my tummy, though I think I can lose it by going back to doing sit ups everyday and watching my diet a little better. Well, that is if laziness won’t get in my way since I can be lazy when it comes to exercise. We’ll see.&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/158672444317901844-3010583955663067716?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/battle-of-bulge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-7074068783467498095</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T07:42:55.744+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vacation</category><title>A Dream Vacation. And, Yes, Dreams Do Come True</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I awoke this morning feeling my lower back hurting. I know my sitting slumped in front of the PC most of the time has got a lot to do with this. I should  be more attentive to my posture. Well, I will from now on because this is really uncomfortable, but I won’t let it ruin my day. I'm still ready to rumble and go on with today's duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I do really hope to have a vacation somewhere soon. My last vacation was in 2001 and that was a long time ago; much too long. I need to have a breather once again after having lived a very hectic and exhausting time over these past years, and that’s not only physically but emotionally as well; so much has happened. I might as well check on some of those fantastic &lt;a href="http://www.shermanstravel.com/"&gt;travel deals&lt;/a&gt; and maybe I can get a wondrous vacation somewhere where I can have some much needed R&amp;amp;R, and I hope I can get it at a very affordable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must admit, my finances have something to do with my not having a vacation for awhile. Vacation means spending, but the holidays are now coming up and great deals are being offered. I hope to find a great deal that will suit my finances so I can have my vacation soon. But a vacation won’t be any good at all if I'm alone. Do you want to go with me, BA? Hee hee! But of course, he does. However, the best vacation of all will be the one I take when I travel to be with him forever, which will be the ultimate vacation of a lifetime...(",)&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/158672444317901844-7074068783467498095?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/dream-vacation-and-yes-dreams-do-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-7295520174861295113</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 02:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T11:07:25.843+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Meals</category><title>My First and Only...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StvVK4JbkYI/AAAAAAAABEE/wcBNGzu5Il0/s1600-h/Image1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StvVK4JbkYI/AAAAAAAABEE/wcBNGzu5Il0/s320/Image1075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139361553650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...breakfast with my BA during his vacation here. It was our last day of being together so I called him early and told him that I'll go there at the hotel instead of him coming over here at home  so we can have breaky together. The hotel offers free buffet breakfast to all their occupants. Since I wasn't an occupant, so BA had to pay what I ate. And that plate costs him almost PHP400. Wow! Had I known, I should have eaten my breaky here at home first before seeing him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was no biggy for BA. Right BA? Hee hee. But oh boy, the food were really delicious. I had bacon, nuggets and sausages. Yum! Yum! And as usual, I paired it with a glass of mango shake. That was too early for a fruit shake, I know but I can't resist having one. (",)&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/158672444317901844-7295520174861295113?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/my-first-and-only.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StvVK4JbkYI/AAAAAAAABEE/wcBNGzu5Il0/s72-c/Image1075.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-3459299935188372597</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T07:42:31.163+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Business</category><title>Dusty Roads Happen; Chart Your Own Path</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having a business is not at all as easy as 1-2-3. There are a lot of things that need proper attention, such as dealing with your employees, your clients and even your incorporators. Being in the construction business for years, our family knows how daunting every task can be when it comes to the ways of business. And it’s not at all being on top all the time. Problems do arise every now and then and it’s something normal for every business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a time that dad thought of getting a &lt;a href="http://www.growthink.com/businessplan"&gt;business plan writer&lt;/a&gt; and has been contemplating doing so to help us prepare our business plan and reduce, or better yet, totally eradicate problems that might possibly arise in the future, and have a successful business endeavor. He just has to deal with the little things first, the ones that he thinks he can do by himself before he’ll go that route. We’ll see what happens next, for the future is yet to be written.&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/158672444317901844-3459299935188372597?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/dusty-roads-happen-chart-your-own-path.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-2986579514535583293</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 04:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T08:15:11.600+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Delicacies</category><title>Balut or Duck Egg</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the many delicacies our country is known for. Some consider it disgusting because of the chick inside it but wait 'til you taste it and you would definitely like it. Duck egg or locally known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balut&lt;/span&gt; was also featured in the reality TV show, Survivor before. Some of the participants didn't like it but some did and it was amusing watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since it's one of our delicacies, I see to it that my BA will definitely have his share. One night, my dad bought some and BA ate two and he liked it. Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StlElq4cUZI/AAAAAAAABD0/b1IA7rE4Nms/s1600-h/P9030256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StlElq4cUZI/AAAAAAAABD0/b1IA7rE4Nms/s320/P9030256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393417442709754258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BA's share of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StlDgBHS5CI/AAAAAAAABDs/IbpXTNmTt0s/s1600-h/P9030255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StlDgBHS5CI/AAAAAAAABDs/IbpXTNmTt0s/s320/P9030255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393416246086788130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there you go... BA showing what he's going to gobble. See the cutie little duck chick? LOL.&lt;br /&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/158672444317901844-2986579514535583293?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/balot-or-duck-egg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StlElq4cUZI/AAAAAAAABD0/b1IA7rE4Nms/s72-c/P9030256.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-8664988644498667474</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 22:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T06:27:03.632+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Weddings</category><title>Wedding Bells Ringing Everywhere!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel so giddy today after hearing from my high school friend whom I haven’t heard from in years. We parted ways after high school and studied at different colleges in different cities. I stayed here in my home city and studied at the nearest school while she studied at a big school in one of the larger cities we have in our country. We never lost contact while in college though our communication wasn’t on a day-to-day basis since we were both so busy with our studies, and it gradually deteriorated when we finished college and began pursuing our lives and careers. We did send each other an email every now and then just to keep each other updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And today’s phone call from her was such a sweet surprise. I could not even remember when the last time we talked on the phone was. She’s still working in the city where she finished college but she’s planning on giving me a visit soon. That news really got me excited, but the thing that made it the more exciting was to learn that she’s finally getting married. I was like, “Wow, two weddings in a year!”, since my brother is also getting married soon. She will get hitched in December, a few days before Christmas and she’s already busy preparing her &lt;a href="http://www.brideandgroomdirect.co.uk/"&gt;wedding invitations&lt;/a&gt;. We do know that preparing a wedding can be a daunting task with a lot of things to be considered and given the proper attention because no one wants their wedding to be a disaster since it’s a once in a lifetime event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There’s only two months to go for her preparations and being a &lt;a href="http://www.brideandgroomdirect.co.uk/"&gt;bride on a budget&lt;/a&gt;, she’s still searching for more things where she can cut costs and save. They are being practical and frugal which is the best thing to do nowadays. They can still have that special, memorable and momentous event without spending in a lavish way. She already got &lt;a href="http://www.brideandgroomdirect.co.uk/"&gt;cheap wedding invitations&lt;/a&gt;, and next on her list are cheap wedding giveaways. I told her that I’ll help her with it since I know where to find the best for less seeing that I too have plans of my own, though that's a surprise I've yet to share with her. Sneaky, ain't I... Hee-hee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I’m so happy for you, friend. I’ll see you soon and we'll get to catch up on some real serious girl talk.&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/158672444317901844-8664988644498667474?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/wedding-bells-ringing-everywhere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-2018124005197544062</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 08:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T17:06:47.716+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Drinks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Beverage</category><title>Our Chosen Beverage</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Stg1nil7ceI/AAAAAAAABDk/eJR17LMNXzE/s1600-h/Image1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Stg1nil7ceI/AAAAAAAABDk/eJR17LMNXzE/s320/Image1057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393119507193229794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During my BA's sixteen day vacation here in our city, these were our chosen beverages almost everyday whenever we eat out for lunch. He is a coffee drinker, black coffee to be exact and he would have two to three cups a day or maybe more. I could have had mango shake every single day too, whenever they ran out of avocado shake, that is, since it always is my first choice. And would you believe that I haven't had shake since he left? LOL. Yeah, and i'm missing it badly. I could get one if I really wanted to but I haven't been out lately too, so, soon perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&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/158672444317901844-2018124005197544062?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/our-chosen-beverage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/Stg1nil7ceI/AAAAAAAABDk/eJR17LMNXzE/s72-c/Image1057.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-3291996431917646977</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T07:55:59.047+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Investment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Business</category><title>Gold Glimmers, But Silver Sparkles and Shines and Shimmers!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the many shows that I find interesting to watch on television is a show that tackles all the ins-and-outs of investing. I do have a job and the pay does sustain my day-to-day expenses as well as the bills that I have to pay monthly, but I do know that emergencies can happen anytime and I need to save and be prepared for that. That’s why I’ve always been searching for ways and means to invest my hard-earned money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve been given advice about good investment possibilities and have seen and heard of potential investments on TV, as well as researching some online. Among all, I find the idea of investing in &lt;a href="http://www.monex.com/prods/silver.html"&gt;silver&lt;/a&gt; really interesting. Investing in such has been the choice of many for years. Knowing that it’s been there for years means one thing: it’s done well and is still doing so as a wise investment. And one known establishment who deals with it is Monex.com, the leader in not just silver investment but other precious metals as well. Check it out yourself if you‘re of a mind to brighten your future.&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/158672444317901844-3291996431917646977?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/gold-glimmers-but-silver-sparkles-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158672444317901844.post-7326732501436459744</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 02:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T11:17:45.655+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sweets</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chocolates</category><title>More Chocolates</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StaFuIGxkeI/AAAAAAAABDc/asw4T7OObik/s1600-h/Image1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StaFuIGxkeI/AAAAAAAABDc/asw4T7OObik/s320/Image1056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644631319122402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From my Big Angel no less, not to mention another sweet surprise from him. We were both craving for sweets that afternoon and so BA went to check the convenience store at the hotel's arcade downstairs. And these all here was what he got. Never thought he'd get a bunch. I was hoping he'll only get us a bar or two. Well, it doesn't happen all the time and so we indulged in chocolates that day. Yum!&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/158672444317901844-7326732501436459744?l=www.yogiandme.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.yogiandme.com/2009/10/more-chocolates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lynn)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ImkOTzLMN1Y/StaFuIGxkeI/AAAAAAAABDc/asw4T7OObik/s72-c/Image1056.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
