<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884</id><updated>2011-09-27T08:32:15.757+02:00</updated><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Surfing'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Storm'/><category term='Treasured memories'/><category term='Château de Tonquédec'/><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='Time Capsule'/><category term='Through HIS eyes'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Game'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Inner thoughts'/><category term='Acceptance'/><category term='Wondering'/><category term='Henna'/><category term='Actuality'/><category term='Emotion'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Linker Chain'/><category term='Couple&apos;s life'/><category term='Coping'/><category term='photo'/><category term='Fingerpicking'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Sung Jung'/><category term='Bretagne'/><category term='childish attack'/><category term='Warning'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Reflexion'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Venting'/><title type='text'>Maya's Window</title><subtitle type='html'>Window is a portal to see something else existing aside from you or me. It may fear you, it may entice you. But for all those mixture of feelings…It presents you a choice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2683421076662474644</id><published>2009-01-23T09:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:19:57.052+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Alive again</title><content type='html'>I know I’ve been on and off here. I don’t even say why… let’s say that; we were still recuperating from the last holidays and some unexpected things happen to us. Due to these, I have to be off for some time. Let me assure you, it not all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are back to normal yet some new routines should be implemented to all of us. And everybody in this shack is willingly doing their part. On that, I’m so grateful to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should fill in some of the gaps later on. Before that… &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank you for your constant visit. I would do my best to do the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2683421076662474644?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2683421076662474644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2683421076662474644' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2683421076662474644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2683421076662474644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2009/01/alive-again.html' title='Alive again'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-167105093912108318</id><published>2008-12-30T09:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:53:45.370+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SVnhTuxu5zI/AAAAAAAAA8A/11ia61poRmc/s1600-h/PC242298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SVnhTuxu5zI/AAAAAAAAA8A/11ia61poRmc/s320/PC242298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285503366786377522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px; padding:0px; width:457px; height:80px; z-index:100;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="padding:0px; margin:0px; border: none;" href="http://www.commenthaven.com/glitter-text-generator/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/2411/z4959dd3ddb68blj5.gif" alt="Glitter Text Generator" width="453" height="40" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative; z-index:101; top:-8px; left:10px; height:20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style=" font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:9px; text-decoration:none; color:#999999; padding:0px; margin:0px;" href="http://www.commenthaven.com/glitter-text-generator/"&gt;Glitter Text Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-167105093912108318?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/167105093912108318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=167105093912108318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/167105093912108318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/167105093912108318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/12/glitter-text-generator.html' title=''/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SVnhTuxu5zI/AAAAAAAAA8A/11ia61poRmc/s72-c/PC242298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4502541583384830712</id><published>2008-12-18T10:21:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:43:28.791+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Shot on the spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SUoXoG59PgI/AAAAAAAAA74/10Nk6r9NwjU/s1600-h/P18-12-08_09.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281059490861235714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SUoXoG59PgI/AAAAAAAAA74/10Nk6r9NwjU/s320/P18-12-08_09.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must be wondering what’s on my system doing this tag given by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://irishdaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyn of Irishdaisies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I haven’t posted my photo in here since I’ve started blogging. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Lyn, My guts must be up now…showing that.”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My usual morning state. That’s what everyone in this house see &amp;amp; support every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, let me have a peek on you…. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life [Liza]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.mommawannabe.com/"&gt;Momma Wannabe [Jade]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.amorsjourney.com/"&gt;AMOR&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://janeser28.blogspot.com/"&gt;World Blog [Janese]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://colorfulworldofshiela.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colorful world Of Shiela(UK)&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.graceysjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gracey's Journal&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://msbelisario.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leaf Float Down River [Aisha]&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Mon BRic a Brac [Francine]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana à Dijon&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please inform me when you publish it. Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Take a picture of yourself right NOW!.&lt;br /&gt;2) DON'T change your clothes, DON'T fix your hair... Just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;3) Post that picture with NO editing.&lt;br /&gt;4) Post these instruction with your picture.&lt;br /&gt;5)Tag 10 people to do this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4502541583384830712?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4502541583384830712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4502541583384830712' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4502541583384830712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4502541583384830712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/12/shot-on-spot.html' title='Shot on the spot'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SUoXoG59PgI/AAAAAAAAA74/10Nk6r9NwjU/s72-c/P18-12-08_09.04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-9194835273944498324</id><published>2008-12-04T11:34:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T06:38:57.336+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Hooked up with Virtual Regatta</title><content type='html'>These passed days aside from my normal sched, which I’m having difficulties on coping up. I’ve taken another more time consuming to keep me until February by playing &lt;strong&gt;virtual regatta&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s D’man fault!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He was the first one, who‘s playing it, a week earlier than I. He’s also got the fever of it from his colleagues &amp;amp; his boss their none-stop talking about it, that made him join. From then on, He kept on checking that made me curious what it is. Then, telling me that it’s actually virtual game but it fallows the real route of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vendeeglobe.org/en/"&gt;Vendée Globe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; it’s a single-handed sailing yacht race around the world. That got me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t start from the beginning of the race which was the 9th of Nov. I was late almost 2 weeks. And it gives a price of 10,000 Euros. I know, I won’t be qualified on winning that one. Neither the less, this game just made me gaga to a point, that I couldn’t do anything; like my studies my lessons in French or whenever I’m on my tutorial. I’m itchy to check up my boat every 5 minutes. But of course, I can’t. It would be impolite to do so, when someone just even gave me a free tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more, when I was trying to book a hotel for us in Paris, I was looking for the one with Wi-Fi. Just imagine, a thrifty person like me would be willing to put extra to have one for a game. I was so happy that I’ve found one but they say it was booked and I don’t have time to look for another one but take what they offered, which doesn’t have at all. Consoling ourselves, that we’ll have time to drop somewhere there’s one, unfortunately, we never got the time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.louvre.fr/llv/commun/home.jsp?bmLocale=en"&gt;La Louvre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; took it all. At that moment, I was willing to scarify my game to be again in the most wonderful place like this one. Letting my children have a look of those artifacts and all. The amazed look of people surrounds us make me beam more. And I was wishing to have more energy and time to have more of it. Later, tell more about the Louvre Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at home, we immediately checked our boats. I have lost 11,000 spots. &lt;strong&gt;That really HURTS.&lt;/strong&gt; And he just lost a thousand. &lt;strong&gt;Not fair!&lt;/strong&gt; I’ve been working since last Monday to catch up. I was not that bad, coz I got to catch our friends. And one of them was enough afraid that he bought an options to help him navigate automatically; getting the best wind &amp;amp; speed he could without much work. &lt;strong&gt;What a CHEATER!&lt;/strong&gt; I keep on sending him some messages like &lt;em&gt;“cheater, remove that thing. I mean it or else, you‘re not our friend anymore. ".&lt;/em&gt; And we just continue on verbal sparring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who say we can’t be kids at this age? Anyway, the game id free; if you would like to join in &lt;a href="http://www.virtualregatta.com/index_vendee.php?vr"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;click here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the more the merrier, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another one after this. &lt;em&gt;Hahahaha....&lt;/em&gt; Goodness, i sound like my kids. Pardon me, this certainly one of my attacks.Pls, bear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-9194835273944498324?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/9194835273944498324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=9194835273944498324' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9194835273944498324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9194835273944498324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/12/hooked-up-virtual-regatta.html' title='Hooked up with Virtual Regatta'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3497013437813379188</id><published>2008-12-02T10:57:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:44:52.288+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Astonishing offer</title><content type='html'>Whenever I received some kindness through offering me a help made me really so happy. It shows that there are still beautiful people still living and ready to extend their hand to help. On this knowledge I felt safer and content for my kids. I’m getting melodramatic here, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://janeser28.blogspot.com/"&gt;Janese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for offering a place for me to stay in Paris. Even, I did decline it. Still, I do value your kind gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven’t met yet. But this beautiful woman had offered me a shelter in Paris last week as quick as she knew that I’ll be going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you again, Janese. You’re kindness is much appreciated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To those who visited me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so much for the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more things to say about my being off-line for a long time, but couldn't write it down yet, later perhaps, when I’m ready to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3497013437813379188?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3497013437813379188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3497013437813379188' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3497013437813379188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3497013437813379188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/12/astonishing-offer.html' title='Astonishing offer'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2646086144115472611</id><published>2008-09-20T09:40:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:55:44.871+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Survival Instinct</title><content type='html'>In every one of us we have this instinct of survival that sometimes we didn’t know or care if it’s good for everyone’s concern. This instinct could sometimes cloud someone’s good judgment and unfortunately someone is getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those merely spectators some could conclude harshly or unjustly. What more for the one in the mid of it, who happens to be in a wrong place and time. This type of situation where we are at present, regarding my eldest son’s activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not informed that the club where he is with has fewer players on his division this school year. He was asked to sign before end of school year, stating that he will continue playing there this year without informing him, that a lot have moved out or stop doing basket. Then, last summer he was informed by his friend that there will be only 2 players and he’s the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he told us that he will be transferring back to Lannion basket ball club. He was thinking that it would be easy like last year. Then, last week &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; called the head of the club in Tregastel to ask for release documents for Julian. He also stated our reason of transferring, which is not enough players on his category and Julian doesn’t want to play with senior group. Though He really like to do it in Tregastel because it‘s nearer to our place, but he preferred to be playing with his age bracket rather than being with senior &amp;amp; being benched always. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;didn’t further elaborate how unconfy it makes Julian playing with his physic prof &amp;amp; double size of him. (I would if I’m not doing well on his subject, &lt;em&gt;mama thinking here&lt;/em&gt;.)As he (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;), also expressed that we are willing to retransfer him back there, if they will have enough player on Julian’s catregory to make a team for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director was really nice at that time seeing our reasons. And told the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that ask Julian, if he really wants to transfer coz if it’s being in the senior makes him think; that it will make him stop playing it will not be the case, he is good. But if he still want to transfer, he‘ll do the release letter for him. We were so happy hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last Wednesday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called back, but the old nice director had somehow become vicious &amp;amp; insulting. He was talking in different lingo. Saying that he will not do the release coz he will rip-off Julian’s license to play and he will never accept Julian back to his club for now or next year . Hubby was so stunned that he was lost of words, dully repeating word by word what the director told him. I was so sad at the same time mad. Coz I know how much it meant to Julian playing basket. He is almost sleeping with his ball. It is how much he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it made me thinking back, when I was talking to someone in Basket ball club representative in Lannion, I was asking which paper we should provide to retransfer Julian back to their club. And if, I would get this paper will they accept him. They say yes, but in some little hint they make me think that they have some issue with the other club. Naming the director was a little bit more emphasized than normal. That made me cunningly asked; is there something that I need to be aware of? I just got a crooked smile &amp;amp; a short word. Was that an omen? I wander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, putting words of Julian &amp;amp; the one from Lannion, it made me think that the one in Tregastel is just trying to have more people to sustain the club. I agree that it should not closedown too; coz there are lots of children; who lives nearby would gladly benefit having a closer basketball club to join. But unfortunately, this year &amp;amp; perhaps since last year; the young men preferred playing in Lannion, because it bigger club &amp;amp; near the secondary school where Julian attends, too. It’s easier for them to go for practice, be with friend or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the club trying to survive and my child is on the midst of it. How would I react? I would have tried more to talk to Julian on staying and play with senior but the way he spoke with my husband. It seems that his instinct got better of him. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told me he called the other club &amp;amp; told how it difficult to get the necessary letter. They told him that the club in Tregastel could vote veto on Julian’s transferring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really feel bad that one of the head of club, who should be more understanding why this people patronizing them ,because they have things in common, love of what they do there and the club represent. I'm wishing, whatever issue these clubs have should be settled soon, I would be sadder to see someone else would be in my son’s shoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2646086144115472611?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2646086144115472611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2646086144115472611' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2646086144115472611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2646086144115472611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/09/survival-instinct.html' title='Survival Instinct'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2393930719980885573</id><published>2008-09-08T14:56:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:04:08.555+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Ready to pick up my last stride</title><content type='html'>Nearly 3 months, I haven’t posted anything because it was vacation time of my children. It was our time to visit places, enjoy outdoor activities without looking like a mummy wrapped, getting invited &amp;amp; having invitees at home. Those are my reasons, why I was not active in here. And I do apologize on not saying a word or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my kids are happily backed to school. And I, back to my old couch and starts pretending that there nothing else to do (like cleaning) but sit &amp;amp; read. I’m thinking that it’s about time to catch up with you. I know that I have loads of readings ahead of me though, it would be a pleasure to know, what you‘ve been doing these past last months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who have visited me here; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, I do appreciate it so much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2393930719980885573?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2393930719980885573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2393930719980885573' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2393930719980885573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2393930719980885573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/09/ready-to-pick-up-my-last-stride.html' title='Ready to pick up my last stride'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8674951478817285189</id><published>2008-06-11T13:09:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:55:13.275+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SE-zDtJ0cMI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xmaMg2OCAeI/s1600-h/vintage+cars+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210580170132713666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SE-zDtJ0cMI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xmaMg2OCAeI/s400/vintage+cars+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took these photos when we visited Fougères. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not really into cars but i do admire vintage one.&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my photos.Hope you like them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to see it closer here's the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.fr/akinbreizh/VintageCarShowAtFougResCastle02/photo#s5210580959947317746"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies2/autolink.php?owner=maya&amp;amp;postid=11Jun2008&amp;amp;meme=ww" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8674951478817285189?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8674951478817285189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8674951478817285189' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8674951478817285189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8674951478817285189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/06/wordless-wednesday-13.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #13'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SE-zDtJ0cMI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xmaMg2OCAeI/s72-c/vintage+cars+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-319690457235430796</id><published>2008-06-10T00:59:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:42:41.025+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Forgetful as my new adjective</title><content type='html'>I’ve been racing these past few months. I always felt that I’m always behind of my need to do list &amp;amp; all. Sometimes, I even forget some of my appointments. I know, I should just write them down. And I do BUT I always misplaced my agenda book. If not for &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt; , sometimes I would have forgotten to pick up my kids in the school on the right time or miss some of my appointments. I make sure that she is aware of them(my rdv) coz she can remember them than I. and she’s so kind to remind me. See, how lucky I am to have a great friend like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was last two or three weeks that I have messed up the birthdays of my friends’ kids. And I assure you; this is not the first time. I ended up whining over the phone to her (Lareine), forcing her to spit out my weekly schedule and at the same time, really hoping that I have read her my agenda which I even didn’t write myself , it was Brigette, one of the mom friend here who wrote it for me. So, I won’t be mixed up &amp;amp; accept another engagement on the same date &amp;amp; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even &lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt; was so much astonished that I ended up committing myself to two events at the same date &amp;amp; me not even aware of. Yes, that much! Understandable that it makes him worry coz i'll drag him on it. And seeing his wife, getting stressed up is too much for him to handle.I'm a handful, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But believe me, I’m more ashamed, how I become so forgetful lately. My reddening becoming my usual blusher and it’s not cute. Me explaining, how I messed up &amp;amp; hoping if we could rearrange something. Luckily, my blushing and stammering do the trick, I’ve been forgiven. And now, they put it on group mail &amp;amp; make me swear that I look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest is my kids would ride on this issue by saying&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;,"but Mama, you don’t have the power of Naruto, (it’s a Japanese cartoon). He can have multi-clone and you don’t have any.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Good point, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If anyone of you will say that it’s a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sign of ageing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my answer, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’M NOT HEARING YOU. I'm just stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-319690457235430796?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/319690457235430796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=319690457235430796' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/319690457235430796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/319690457235430796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgetful-as-my-new-adjective.html' title='Forgetful as my new adjective'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8321591408976033777</id><published>2008-06-06T02:37:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:59:52.439+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>More about me</title><content type='html'>Tagged by Liza of &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms..... check nyo&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://agnestetter.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ness&lt;/a&gt; . Thanks to both of you. I know that i took time doing it, Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participants: &lt;a href="http://chartherct.com/"&gt;Tere&lt;/a&gt;-Blessing in Life 2.&lt;a href="http://yennygirl.com/"&gt;Yen- Me and Mine 3.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://aggiedil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aggie&lt;/a&gt; - Pink and Brown Diaries. 4. &lt;a href="http://mich-magbag.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mich&lt;/a&gt; - Random Thoughts 5. &lt;a href="http://vanniedosa.abomar.net/"&gt;Vannie&lt;/a&gt; - FunFierceFab 6. &lt;a href="http://janemking.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt; - My Charmed Life. 7. &lt;a href="http://www.womenxplore.com/"&gt;Abie &lt;/a&gt;– Women Xplore 8. &lt;a href="http://jodyliwanag.com/"&gt;Jody&lt;/a&gt; - In This Game of Life 9. &lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.com/"&gt;Eds&lt;/a&gt; – Just Me. 10. &lt;a href="http://em.wifespeaks.com/"&gt;something purple&lt;/a&gt; 11.&lt;a href="http://vanitykit.com/"&gt;vanity kit&lt;/a&gt; 12. &lt;a href="http://mysomethingpurple.com/"&gt;em's detour&lt;/a&gt; 13. &lt;a href="http://www.mindbubbles.com/"&gt;mind bubbles&lt;/a&gt; 14. &lt;a href="http://indemandopinions.com/"&gt;In Demand Opinions&lt;/a&gt; 15. &lt;a href="http://maryanj.com/"&gt;Sweet Lullaby&lt;/a&gt; 16. &lt;a href="http://mjshurrah.com/"&gt;MJ's Hurrah&lt;/a&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://mariesays.com/"&gt;Buzzing Around&lt;/a&gt; 18. &lt;a href="http://lirastafford.com/"&gt;Tasteful Voyage&lt;/a&gt; 19. &lt;a href="http://mamalira.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Mom's Note&lt;/a&gt; 20. &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms..... check nyo&lt;/a&gt; 21. &lt;a href="http://www.technotrendatkt.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Technotrend&lt;/a&gt; 22. &lt;a href="http://agnestetter.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ness&lt;/a&gt; 23. &lt;a href="http://www.mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya’s Window&lt;/a&gt; 24. Your Name Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want for your birthday? – It’s the right time to answer this one. I want soil &amp;amp; slab of woods for my garden but I have doubt that I’ll be having it on my bday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Who will be your next kiss? – Depends, who gets awake first?&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you went to the mall? – We don’t have mall here, but if it’s shop, it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you wearing socks right now? - No.&lt;br /&gt;5. How did you spend your summer? – We are still starting our summer; we’ll be moving &amp;amp; hopefully have time to be on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you been to the cinema in the last&lt;br /&gt;5 days? – No.&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you had to drink? – Wine (not yet an alcoholic,k?).&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you wearing right now? - Pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your last purchase? – Clothes &amp;amp; Bread.&lt;br /&gt;10. What was the last food you ate? – Cheese.&lt;br /&gt;11. Who would be the person you would call if you were up in the middle of the night and couldn’t sleep? –Some family &amp;amp; friends in U.S because they are awake.&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a pet? Yes, a dog named Sally.&lt;br /&gt;14. What made you laugh in the last 5 days? A lot of laughter going on in this house hold and on the phone with friends some funny jokes or slip of the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be? Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the last thing you purchased online? Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;17. One thing you hate about yourself?- When I lost my temper, I become harsh.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you miss anyone?-Of course, yes.&lt;br /&gt;19. What are your plans for the day? – Clean as much as I could, finish the card, cook, pack give-aways, attend meeting in school, buy gift for a friend and prepare for night out to see friends.&lt;br /&gt;20. Last person you msg’d? Friends in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever went to a camp? – If it’s campsite. Yes. Love it. But I preferred the campground in Phil, it’s more in nature, no facilities like,electricity,bars &amp;amp; pool.&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you a good student in school? – In some certain time, yes.&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you know about the (your) future? –Wow, don’t have the power to see it. So, no idea!&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? – Now? no.&lt;br /&gt;25. Where is/are your best friend/s right now? – They are scattered, some are here, Philippines,U.S.,Dubai, Canada &amp;amp; Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,Let me tag you &lt;a href="http://colorfulworldofshiela.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colorful world Of Shiela(UK)&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://www.amorsjourney.com/"&gt;AMOR&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;a href="http://orsainianne.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click &amp;amp; Read [ Janese ]&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://howto-livelovelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Live Love Life [ Jojo]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainbow of life [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, tell me when it's up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8321591408976033777?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8321591408976033777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8321591408976033777' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8321591408976033777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8321591408976033777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-about-me.html' title='More about me'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-9078229484458691497</id><published>2008-06-04T13:54:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:48:53.920+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foug%C3%A8res"&gt;Medieval Castle in Fougères&lt;/a&gt;,BRETAGNE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaDi6DAjUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JHJ6AwUuHbQ/s1600-h/Foug%C3%A8res+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207994654821223746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaDi6DAjUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JHJ6AwUuHbQ/s400/Foug%C3%A8res+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the back of Fougères Castle Gobelins &amp;amp; Mélusine towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaI6_eLHmI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MkSeuzQq2-A/s1600-h/glimpse+from+the+little+chapel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208000566152339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaI6_eLHmI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MkSeuzQq2-A/s400/glimpse+from+the+little+chapel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coigny Tower in between the forecourt &amp;amp; outer bailey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside the little chapel,you'll see the St.Leonard church on the top hill from the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaG73DMUvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Y-SLyguYApg/s1600-h/Gobelins+Tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207998382048301810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaG73DMUvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Y-SLyguYApg/s400/Gobelins+Tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gobelins tower is inside the inner bailey.The main keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaGLPGr14I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_bakfEfwqjM/s1600-h/Chamber+in+M%C3%A9lusine2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207997546691811202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaGLPGr14I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_bakfEfwqjM/s400/Chamber+in+M%C3%A9lusine2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the chamber in Mélusine tower..&lt;br /&gt;it's really small &amp;amp; have access to the rampart of the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaE_1GGs_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/D_i0PGVgVX4/s1600-h/Foug%C3%A8res+wall+%26+towers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207996251219866610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaE_1GGs_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/D_i0PGVgVX4/s400/Foug%C3%A8res+wall+%26+towers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the top of Coigny tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my shots, I took last Sunday.I wish, i could capture the feeling i felt when I'm inside. Unfortunately i can't, So, I'll include a link for you to know what it stood for, here in BRETAGNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday &lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies2/autolink.php?owner=maya&amp;amp;postid=04Jun2008&amp;amp;meme=ww" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-9078229484458691497?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/9078229484458691497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=9078229484458691497' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9078229484458691497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9078229484458691497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/06/wordless-wednesday-12.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #12'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SEaDi6DAjUI/AAAAAAAAAbA/JHJ6AwUuHbQ/s72-c/Foug%C3%A8res+back.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3308267555127552067</id><published>2008-06-03T10:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:32:58.910+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>I'm back and disoriented.</title><content type='html'>Almost 2 weeks, I wasn’t able to do blogging &amp;amp; even hopping to my favorite bloggers. I was and still tied up with many things to attend to like preparing parties for Sophia &amp;amp; Gabriel, doing invitation cards, clearing out the mess in our house which I never succeeded on doing so, attending parties &amp;amp; helping them their preparation, visiting friends and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I tried to write something, I seems too disoriented to put my phrases right. Now, I’m blocked. Sorry…. Perhaps by hopping &amp;amp; getting updated will help me out putting my ducklings on line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your visits even I was not that active. I do appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3308267555127552067?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3308267555127552067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3308267555127552067' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3308267555127552067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3308267555127552067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-and-disoriented.html' title='I&apos;m back and disoriented.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4107811019795769905</id><published>2008-05-21T10:52:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:33:47.927+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPsIGkS0uI/AAAAAAAAAZY/myoMOAZDxLs/s1600-h/sand+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202761618489004770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPsIGkS0uI/AAAAAAAAAZY/myoMOAZDxLs/s400/sand+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Remnant of my energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPslWkS0vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/B3N2PYGNNqI/s1600-h/sunset+ile_grande.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202762121000178418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPslWkS0vI/AAAAAAAAAZg/B3N2PYGNNqI/s400/sunset+ile_grande.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Need a Rest .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  Or perhaps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPrxmkS0tI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-Tf3aVxd5WM/s1600-h/birdsea+grass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202761231941948114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPrxmkS0tI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-Tf3aVxd5WM/s400/birdsea+grass.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll just fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All this photos was taken after our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pêche à pied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L'ile Grande&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My last entry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for your visit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good day to all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4107811019795769905?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4107811019795769905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4107811019795769905' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4107811019795769905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4107811019795769905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday-11.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #11'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDPsIGkS0uI/AAAAAAAAAZY/myoMOAZDxLs/s72-c/sand+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8491125281891723331</id><published>2008-05-19T11:54:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:19:19.032+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Receiving with pleasure</title><content type='html'>I really feel so lucky to have some beautiful people around me. Last week was not the first time, when my neighbor has been so generous on giving us some of his catch. This… &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDFU_WkS0rI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YGAgeUFaCGI/s1600-h/still+alive.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202032491955933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDFU_WkS0rI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YGAgeUFaCGI/s320/still+alive.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Araignée&lt;/strong&gt; literally means spider, this crab is commonly called here. We have them here in our coast and it’s time to fish them. We also have to respect the size which is 12cm and 500g in minimal. You can’t fish so much if you don’t have license to anchor your trap, if I’m not mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDFUdGkS0qI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7qjX5bUpQfg/s1600-h/cooked+arain%C3%A9e.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202031903545414306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDFUdGkS0qI/AAAAAAAAAY4/7qjX5bUpQfg/s200/cooked+arain%C3%A9e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a sailor before, so you could understand why he still loves to stay on the sea and fish as his leisure. When he caught a lot, he often gives us. To have some fresh fish and crab, here is like a luxury coz they are really expensive having them daily in your table is something. Not, like when we are in Philippines, we could afford to indulge ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we know why, the freshness nowadays is hard to find, even to some people. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not funny to say, Sorry. I mean the attitude or character not physically on referring to people. Another slip,&lt;/em&gt; going back to my track&lt;/span&gt;, That makes it worth more than the frozen ones. Here, there are load of frozen fish you could get from the grocery. Some are even pre-cooked or prepared one. Meaning, you just need to put them in your pan or microwave. &lt;strong&gt;And &lt;em&gt;voila,&lt;/em&gt; done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s handy for the people who doesn’t have time to prepare their meal or to those who doesn’t really cook, On the box or packaging, you’ll see how it’s being prepare from 1, 2, 3… and you could only add some little leafy to put it as yours. I personally don’t patronize them. They are not worth for what it cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Oh my, I’m blundering again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Going back to him, he has been given a chance to see some part of Asia. So, to him; we are his reminder of his voyage. Sometimes, we spend talking over our wall with his wife. They are all retiree; I think they are around 70’s now. But I’m so impressed how they are so active. I would be puffing working around my garden but them… not at all. They would even offer me their hand to help me, when they see that I can’t cope up with my chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;They are just an example of people that I have been grateful to have around me. They have given me more than that, they gave us &lt;strong&gt;friendship&lt;/strong&gt; and as I’m happy to receive that warm bonding they have extended to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I’m receiving them with pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8491125281891723331?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8491125281891723331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8491125281891723331' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8491125281891723331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8491125281891723331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/receiving-with-pleasure.html' title='Receiving with pleasure'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SDFU_WkS0rI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YGAgeUFaCGI/s72-c/still+alive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-9172041284046237309</id><published>2008-05-16T12:15:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:15:27.540+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Layers of crêpe:As intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SC1iomkS0pI/AAAAAAAAAYw/44X4BIeyyP4/s1600-h/des_cr%C3%AApes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200921594369856146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SC1iomkS0pI/AAAAAAAAAYw/44X4BIeyyP4/s320/des_cr%C3%AApes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crêpe is Bretagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Brittany), I would playfully say, because it’s where it originates this thin pancake. It is known that the best &lt;em&gt;crêpe&lt;/em&gt; in France is in this region. It is geographically situated northwest of France; one of its 26 regions. This region was once been free and one of the Celtic nations. The net would provide you greater information about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, I’m just imparting my personal experiences as a foreigner living here. I’m using &lt;em&gt;crêpe&lt;/em&gt; as a title for there is so much to appreciate with this simple pancake made of wheat flour, butter, eggs, milk and a pinch of salt. It also can be served as your main meal or just a dessert. It is my personal connotation as &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRETAGNE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For years living here, I have been clicking my camera like a tourist &lt;em&gt;(don’t take this bad)&lt;/em&gt; and I’m glad that I have not let it rest only to that. As I took my own pace to slowly acclimate myself. Though, I didn’t stop observing even with a glass barrier on my window. And the more, I see and sometimes mingle make me feel more at home. You’ll know later why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope, this vague little intro would keep you following my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;layers of crêpe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-9172041284046237309?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/9172041284046237309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=9172041284046237309' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9172041284046237309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9172041284046237309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/layers-of-crpeas-intro.html' title='Layers of crêpe:As intro'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SC1iomkS0pI/AAAAAAAAAYw/44X4BIeyyP4/s72-c/des_cr%C3%AApes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6967933162921993036</id><published>2008-05-15T13:42:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:30:49.817+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Love of Jap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCxCuWkS0mI/AAAAAAAAAYY/FgJraojO_4g/s1600-h/mini-jumpin%27+to+jap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200605033805304418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCxCuWkS0mI/AAAAAAAAAYY/FgJraojO_4g/s320/mini-jumpin%27+to+jap.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just last weekend, we went to Rennes to get our provision of Asian condiments &amp;amp; our staple food like rice and Asian noodles. Going there took us 2 hrs drive from our place. I assure you I make the most of it. Imagine, I’m doing my provision like there will be calamity coming, so I stock up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I’m shy to show you how my storage room looks like; you’ll think that I have a mini grocery. Now, I feel like justifying my action with the cost of gas now and finding time to go there is enough, plus our craving for Asian foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back on buying, I was shock how the prices increase, the usual Thai rice of 22.75 Kls. /50 Lbs. would normally cost 28 gone up to 38 euro and the Jap rice of 10kls. became so expensive, they are usually more expensive than the Thai. This time I have to stop thinking of its price &amp;amp; just grab a sack. This is what I normally do in that store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCxDoGkS0nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FqVD7iJnOV0/s1600-h/jap_plate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200606025942749810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCxDoGkS0nI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FqVD7iJnOV0/s200/jap_plate.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, I need to have them for my makis. I do my own, even we could buy them in the supermarket, and I still don’t buy them. My reasons are they have been prepared for a long time and expensive for what it is. I meant the taste. I once tasted the commercial one &amp;amp; it made me cry. People, who know me, would understand how I get upset with food if it’s below my expectation and more I paid for it. Don’t laugh, that’s me. I’m trying to cure this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCw5XGkS0iI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YZx_1_U1tJA/s1600-h/who+get+the+salmon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200594738768695842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCw5XGkS0iI/AAAAAAAAAX4/YZx_1_U1tJA/s320/who+get+the+salmon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been appreciating Jap food since early 80’s, when they started having some chain of restos in Philippines. And I have passed them to my kids &amp;amp; husband. I could fairly cook up some of their plates; it may not be as good as authentic done by a Japanese chef but enough to stir some &lt;em&gt;gourmand&lt;/em&gt; friends here. Recently, it has been one of their requested dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do potluck also here. When you’re invited to some gathering, you bring a/some plates. This is not compulsory, but it’s a way to help lessen the burden of the one who’s making the party for not letting enslaved them in food preparation. Sometimes, you’re requested to do something particular. It’s normal that they don’t request me with French cuisine coz they could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, I sound like a bragger. Pardon me. Food can really make me so talkative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6967933162921993036?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6967933162921993036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6967933162921993036' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6967933162921993036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6967933162921993036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-of-jap.html' title='Love of Jap'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCxCuWkS0mI/AAAAAAAAAYY/FgJraojO_4g/s72-c/mini-jumpin%27+to+jap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-9220498928753373003</id><published>2008-05-14T02:32:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:00:19.700+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCozsWkS0fI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wo0Yw2VsG9E/s1600-h/La+p%C3%AAche+%C3%A0+pied.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200025556817727986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCozsWkS0fI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wo0Yw2VsG9E/s400/La+p%C3%AAche+%C3%A0+pied.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Living near the beach has so many things to do. Here, is one of our outlets to enjoy it. We do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pêche à pied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(fish by foot) .Our favorite spot is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L’ile Grande&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where we know that we could have some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coque&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Cockle) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palourde&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Carpet-Shell or Manila clam).A 5 to 8 Minutes drive from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCo3HGkS0gI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NaY1zAhHys8/s1600-h/les+coques.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200029314914112002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCo3HGkS0gI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NaY1zAhHys8/s400/les+coques.JPG" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday is our first for this year.And it’s always rewarding to hear the excitement of the kids screaming when they found some clams. Teasing who could have the biggest catch. And us(parents), just enjoying the feel of the water on our feet as we rake the sand to see the cockles roll for picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After our &lt;em&gt;pêche&lt;/em&gt;, all of us enjoying it as our &lt;em&gt;entrée&lt;/em&gt;. I don't know, but i think it's the best clam we've eaten this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-9220498928753373003?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/9220498928753373003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=9220498928753373003' title='55 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9220498928753373003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/9220498928753373003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday-10.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #10'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCozsWkS0fI/AAAAAAAAAXg/wo0Yw2VsG9E/s72-c/La+p%C3%AAche+%C3%A0+pied.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>55</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2903121124468801721</id><published>2008-05-13T17:53:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:41:28.347+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Soirée de Conte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCm8cWkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PIh_IWQaW-k/s1600-h/sat+apres+midi+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199894440056115682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCm8cWkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PIh_IWQaW-k/s320/sat+apres+midi+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Tuesday-The kids are really expecting that day. The Parents' association had organized a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Soirée de Conte en Pyjamas”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (storytelling night in pajamas). Our two little ones have different timing, one for the maternal and another for the elementary students. So, we have arranged it with some parent to pick up the boys &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has to bring Sophia &amp;amp; Delphine and watch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected, the kids were so amazed with the narrator and have been mimicking his lines and actions on how he delivered his stories. The light on their eyes as they recounted was so much to grasp without you cracking a smile. My kids were having the best of their times, on that i could tell. And so is the man of this shack was so impressed how the night went well. He was even interjecting some missing lines the kids have omitted unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia after her narrating the stories she heard, she told me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;“Mama, every word I told you the man say its all true, you may check them in the dictionary, he said. Really believe me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Plus she has this wide assuring eyes staring at me and punctuated her lines with a nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you think it’s wise to laugh? Or just smile, like I’ve ended up doing &amp;amp; affirmed that what he had told them are true. I could find the words in the dictionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2903121124468801721?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2903121124468801721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2903121124468801721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2903121124468801721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2903121124468801721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/soire-de-conte.html' title='Soirée de Conte'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCm8cWkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAXY/PIh_IWQaW-k/s72-c/sat+apres+midi+(17).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7278327780209766429</id><published>2008-05-07T03:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T04:18:30.034+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCEGVWWu14I/AAAAAAAAAW0/X8YDL55cMl0/s1600-h/cayak+at+Tourony+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197442408810207106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCEGVWWu14I/AAAAAAAAAW0/X8YDL55cMl0/s400/cayak+at+Tourony+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first kayaking this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good to be on it again. &amp;amp; more my 6 years old daughter is getting interested in it. The two of us paddled near the &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-5.html"&gt;Château de Costaéres&lt;/a&gt;. She started telling me that we should do it together always and she's not afraid coz I’m there. Don’t I just feel like a winner on that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:This photo was taken after. Around 8:30PM we decided to stop coz it was going low tide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7278327780209766429?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7278327780209766429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7278327780209766429' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7278327780209766429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7278327780209766429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/wordless-wednesday-9.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #9'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCEGVWWu14I/AAAAAAAAAW0/X8YDL55cMl0/s72-c/cayak+at+Tourony+(12).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2227313837265874556</id><published>2008-05-06T22:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:30:33.216+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>My lucky charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCC83WWu11I/AAAAAAAAAWc/WlmpPAafHo4/s1600-h/delphine_in+color-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197361629065303890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCC83WWu11I/AAAAAAAAAWc/WlmpPAafHo4/s200/delphine_in+color-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We know that &lt;strong&gt;May 1&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;Labor Day&lt;/strong&gt;. Here, they have another tradition that people do on that day. They give sprig of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muguet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and commonly known as &lt;strong&gt;"Lily of the Valley”&lt;/strong&gt; as a lucky charm, which started from the time of King Charles IX of France, as he received one. And also it’s a symbol of springtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In custom, as you receive one, you should give a kiss in return, which is likely you’ll do, when you know the meaning of the flowers name is - Y&lt;strong&gt;ou will find happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I have some little visitors, Sophia’s friends &amp;amp; mine, too. How can I not say they are mine, too? When they always declared that I’m their best friend. So, one of our little best friend gave me these flowers which I’m showing now. She is Delphine, a little girl with a radiating smile. Her gist always give me reason to see life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it may not be May 1, but I’m still sharing this to all of you and wish the meaning of the flower will give you what we often seek for…&lt;strong&gt; Happiness&lt;/strong&gt; and i hope, this will serve you as your charm too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2227313837265874556?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2227313837265874556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2227313837265874556' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2227313837265874556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2227313837265874556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-lucky-charm.html' title='My lucky charm'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SCC83WWu11I/AAAAAAAAAWc/WlmpPAafHo4/s72-c/delphine_in+color-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-416748718041913815</id><published>2008-05-01T12:08:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:49:23.818+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Meeting her,at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBmrVWWu10I/AAAAAAAAAWU/A6w3vVreIwk/s1600-h/Lourdes.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195372028415104834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBmrVWWu10I/AAAAAAAAAWU/A6w3vVreIwk/s200/Lourdes.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Sunday we were not having the best weather but it had been compensated by meeting a long time friend from email to phone pal. You must be wondering why only now that I speak about our meeting. I don’t know, too. All I know, I’m so happy to see the person that I’ve been trying to visualize for a long time. She really stood up like the one I’ve on my head. I’m so grateful on meeting a family like hers.&lt;strong&gt; They are so nice and no negativities&lt;/strong&gt;. Life flows so smoothly on them. Until now, her laughter still rings on my head which makes me smile. And the nicest thing is I can really envision her doing it with the right facial expression. Like normal, I’m so overwhelm that I can’t find the right words to describe how I felt on meeting them. What about this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Maraming salamat sa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pan de sal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; at sa oras na binigay ninyo sa amin. Napaganda ninyo ang pangit na panahon at naging bukang-bibig ang mga pangalan ninyo sa loob ng bahay at may kasamang ngiti sa pagbigkas nito.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I will not translate this one up. This is for her. Anyway, last weekend is one of our best weekends, from sunny Saturday to a Sunday smile. Wish to see you again. Anytime you want to visit here, you &amp;amp; your family are most welcome &amp;amp; it will be our pleasure to show you around. As I promised, I’ll bring your little one to the beach and fish out some clams or take him out to pick some wild berries as he likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-416748718041913815?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/416748718041913815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=416748718041913815' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/416748718041913815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/416748718041913815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/05/meeting-her-at-last.html' title='Meeting her,at last.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBmrVWWu10I/AAAAAAAAAWU/A6w3vVreIwk/s72-c/Lourdes.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-597575578026168844</id><published>2008-04-30T12:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:59:34.133+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBhIRmWu1yI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3vMp7SsPjQs/s1600-h/sacre+couer-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194981637362734882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBhIRmWu1yI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3vMp7SsPjQs/s400/sacre+couer-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pardon with my playfulness on the photo. I’m practicing how to do collage. Anyway, I’m sure you have heard about this &lt;a title="Basilica of the Sacré Cœur" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilica_of_the_Sacr%C3%A9_C%C5%93ur"&gt;Basilica of the Sacré Cœur&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montmartre"&gt;Montmartre&lt;/a&gt; as one of the landmarks in Paris.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This Gargoyle with frozen water on his mouth is a part of the church; where the water from the gutter normally flows out from its mouth, but froze came. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-597575578026168844?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/597575578026168844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=597575578026168844' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/597575578026168844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/597575578026168844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-8.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #8'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBhIRmWu1yI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3vMp7SsPjQs/s72-c/sacre+couer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6360226879921908153</id><published>2008-04-28T10:28:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:06:16.038+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Heat is on at Sat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBW3e2Wu1uI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eqwVq8heiU8/s1600-h/mini-Le+menhir.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194259485856552674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBW3e2Wu1uI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eqwVq8heiU8/s200/mini-Le+menhir.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday, we were so blessed with sun’s heat. Everyone was wearing their &lt;em&gt;Christmas smile&lt;/em&gt;, as we went along doing our normal morning course of buying our provision for the week. Crossing with people with a beaming smile with a joyous greeting just make you thinks its holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather really plays a great deal with people in this part. At &lt;strong&gt;20°C&lt;/strong&gt; and not much wind again, just stir up this merriment feeling to every soul. This lighter feeling went down to wearing a lighter clothes just makes you feel more carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we set aside the weekend cleaning &amp;amp; decided to go to the beach. We were a bit disappointed for every one seem going to the same direction, can’t fault them, because &lt;em&gt;Trébeurden’s beach&lt;/em&gt; is facing south. Its better heated beach we have around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go &lt;em&gt;Mary-go-round&lt;/em&gt; to a parking lot to find a space for us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We didn’t find one. But I was feasting on all the vintage cars being showcased at this time. Yes, when summer hits, these beauties are parading on the street. Who can blame them? They are really a collector’s dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBW5EmWu1wI/AAAAAAAAAV0/v727wEbf858/s1600-h/mini-Sat+26%C2%B0C+(56).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194261233908242178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBW5EmWu1wI/AAAAAAAAAV0/v727wEbf858/s200/mini-Sat+26%C2%B0C+(56).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not normally into car but those types, they’re just eye catching. Unfortunately, I forget to take some photos of it. Next time, they will be having a car show again. I’ll be geared to take snap shots. As they often does it near our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we abandoned the idea to be a beach bum for a day. Then, we drove along the coastline and to the little villages nearby revisited the stone hedges and old chapels. It was worth seeing again as always, though &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was not that much enthusiastic to do it, but nice enough to drive me around as I navigate our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all who have visited my blog. Sorry that I wasn’t able to revisit you on that day. But we really needed this weather so much to uplift us from our long gloomy days. As you can see, I’m babbling again, it shows how happy I was. I know that it may sound lime to you having this excuse. We were not as blessed with sun as much as most of you have. Am I forgiven, now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6360226879921908153?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6360226879921908153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6360226879921908153' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6360226879921908153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6360226879921908153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/heat-is-on-at-sat.html' title='Heat is on at Sat.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBW3e2Wu1uI/AAAAAAAAAVk/eqwVq8heiU8/s72-c/mini-Le+menhir.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-638562558290529679</id><published>2008-04-25T14:57:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:35:25.381+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>almost like SUMMER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBIJE2Wu1tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ESfldLB16Js/s1600-h/colorcollection.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193223299226588882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBIJE2Wu1tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ESfldLB16Js/s320/colorcollection.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’m on my third day spending some time outside. Even with my weary eyes due to lack of sleep, I still can’t stop wandering and feeling good on having a lazy walk and stare at each flower gracing my little garden. I was removing some bad grass in my plots &amp;amp; checking if my plants have survive with the drastic change of climate and to see the little beauties sprouts just assured me that it would be a beautiful this coming summer. This priceless notion is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, It’s 15°c with less wind &amp;amp; some blue sky are something to be grateful I still could just sit in the mid of it &amp;amp; stared back at what I was able to do there. I’ve mowed it last week, it was a battle coz the grass reach almost or more than 2 feet. And according to the weatherman last week, we’ll have a couple of good sunny days within a week. He was so right this time. Reason, I was whining the last time about the &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/stagnated-we-are-but-why-we-always-wait.html"&gt;gray sky &amp;amp; rain&lt;/a&gt;, I felt like a child being deprive of a toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on first day, waited to have it a bit dry and the next day, I mowed it. It was really pain taking to do it with a little mower. I was swearing through breathe and reminded myself that it’s a good reason to change it to a bigger one. And I started forming my arguments to D’man while I continue on mowing. At the end, I was grateful to see it cut and looking spacious now. It’s not that clean cut, but better than before. Though, my arms screamed for some muscle pain reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I’ve mown again. It was easier as expected. Now, the trimming of borders and plants need to be done. Not to forget, I need to tend on my strawberry patch, they are promising me something to harvest. My fruit trees are having their flowers too; not expecting to get some fruit but the idea that they are still alive is enough for now. My herbs also are in shape… gliding my hands to them give me this aromatic smell that says … Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, if I sound like I'm walking in the moon. But having this pleasure to tend some plants gives me this feeling that I can’t get from any shops. I’m not a pro gardener though, I’m learning little by little. And the best of it, I’m enjoying every step. I should also be grateful that I’m granted with a green thumb as the people here were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now got to go, &amp;amp; get my hands dirty… hope you are doing the things that you love to do. I would love to hear them, too. Have a great weekend to all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-638562558290529679?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/638562558290529679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=638562558290529679' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/638562558290529679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/638562558290529679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-like-summer.html' title='almost like SUMMER...'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBIJE2Wu1tI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ESfldLB16Js/s72-c/colorcollection.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4718850687637369036</id><published>2008-04-25T10:04:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:26:28.040+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Capsule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linker Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>The Time Capsule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBGUbGWu1qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JLkqKSZJQ1E/s1600-h/TCbanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193095038618228386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBGUbGWu1qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JLkqKSZJQ1E/s200/TCbanner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tagged by&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt; LIZA&lt;/a&gt; of 'Moms..... Check nyo'. One of my favorite blogger.Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Start Copy ~&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/"&gt;Free dictionary&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* The Time Capsule is a container for preserving historical records to be discovered at some future time.* A Time Capsule is a historic cache of goods and/or information, usually intended as a method of communication with people in the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to play "Time Capsule":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Copy from "~Start Copy~" until "~End Copy~".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Post at your site(s) about "What you would like to put in your Time Capsule &amp;amp; Why" --&gt; something that has a special value in your life or something that will remember you as a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Feel free to help me spread this Time Capsule by putting the "Time Capsule badge" at your sidebar blog and please tag as many friends as you can. You can get &lt;a href="http://www.picturingoflife.com/"&gt;the code in here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturingoflife.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you are finished posting, you can leave your url post &amp;amp; your blog name at &lt;a href="mailto:picturinglife@gmail.com"&gt;picturinglife@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; with the subject "Time Capsule". And I will post your url on &lt;a href="http://www.picturingoflife.com/2008/04/master-list.html"&gt;Master List&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBG2kGWu1rI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0rHZCegmnRk/s1600-h/first+try+1(douce).jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193132576632395442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBG2kGWu1rI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0rHZCegmnRk/s320/first+try+1(douce).jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“ I’m going to put on a capsule is a photo. Showing that no matter how &lt;strong&gt;little hands&lt;/strong&gt; they have, &lt;strong&gt;when they work together&lt;/strong&gt;, there will be always a &lt;strong&gt;greatest outcome&lt;/strong&gt;. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tagging you: &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apple Of The Eyes [Farah]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://pinaydutchexplorer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Exploring Asia [Pinay_Jade]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://pinaydutchexplorer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Exploring Asia [Pinay_Jade]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana à Dijon&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainbow of life [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.amorsjourney.com/"&gt;AMOR&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;My World in My Own Word [Shiela]&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4718850687637369036?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4718850687637369036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4718850687637369036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4718850687637369036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4718850687637369036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-capsule.html' title='The Time Capsule'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SBGUbGWu1qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/JLkqKSZJQ1E/s72-c/TCbanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2404445864458974105</id><published>2008-04-23T02:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T02:46:06.815+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA6AAGWu1oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eMtx6B_AJws/s1600-h/collagede+gwimilio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192228159599072898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA6AAGWu1oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eMtx6B_AJws/s400/collagede+gwimilio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guimiliau"&gt;Guimiliau church&lt;/a&gt;, one of the celtic churches here in Bretagne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the structure &amp;amp; symbols on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've visited it 5 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2404445864458974105?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2404445864458974105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2404445864458974105' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2404445864458974105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2404445864458974105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-7.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #7'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA6AAGWu1oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/eMtx6B_AJws/s72-c/collagede+gwimilio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2657143684957039350</id><published>2008-04-22T02:46:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:55:49.883+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>Red ROSE for Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA04O2Wu1mI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZRY5Ww3Xe34/s1600-h/Brose.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191867773188232802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA04O2Wu1mI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZRY5Ww3Xe34/s320/Brose.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna say thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;LIZA&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.graceysjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gracey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for this beautiful red rose award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You made my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has number of thorns in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it pint your finger it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday in my life is just like red roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is not always bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my turn to share this red rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am awarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amorsjourney.com/"&gt;AMOR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://irishblanca.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creative Thoughts [Irish]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;My World in My Own Word [Shiela]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twinangeliz2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Moment of Past [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinayjade.com/"&gt;Life &amp;amp; Me [Pinay JADE]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Kitchen [Rojoy]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are awarded with great appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you around here as often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;God Bless You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2657143684957039350?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2657143684957039350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2657143684957039350' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2657143684957039350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2657143684957039350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-rose-for-ladies.html' title='Red ROSE for Ladies'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SA04O2Wu1mI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZRY5Ww3Xe34/s72-c/Brose.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6145237759698765776</id><published>2008-04-22T01:41:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:37:44.985+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Month of birth tag</title><content type='html'>Being tagged by &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azillah&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;RAINBOW OF LIFE&lt;/a&gt;, i know her through blogging, &amp;amp; so grateful seeing learning more about this person, she has a rainbow of humor. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thank you,Azillah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick your month of birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.4. Highlight the traits that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a comment for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve done it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people’s flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality ( Ehem) Sexy (Ehem) Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others.Revengeful - Mmm,Nah! Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners.Nah! Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody. BINGO!!! Most of these traits are true for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people’s mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thinks far with vision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&gt;&gt;you tell me? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easily influenced by kindness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; my weakest point, on reparation. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Polite and soft-spoken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;if talking to oldies. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having ideas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; wilds? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sensitive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; not much as onions. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Active mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; not saying. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hesitating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; only on jumping, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tends to delay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;at times but not all my fault. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choosy and always wants the best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;on my terms. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temperamental&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; like a storm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny and humorous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;you'll have gas. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loves to joke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; depends. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good debating skills&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;depend on the subject. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talkative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; this need to be cured. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daydreamer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; for pass time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;you’ll know. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knows how to make friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; they say so. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Able to show character&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;if situation commands. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easily hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;I still pretend that I’m not. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prone to getting colds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; 100%. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;in some occasion. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Easily bored&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; afraid so. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fussy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;depends on what. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seldom shows emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; to some people. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; is a week long? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brand conscious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;nope, quality conscious. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Executive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt;never, doesn't fit me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stubborn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; yeap! -Now, is it me?&lt;br /&gt;Now tagging you:&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life [Liza]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apple Of The Eyes [Farah]&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel Roche&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lalaine's World [Lalaine]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;My World in My Own Word [Shiela]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Kitchen [Rojoy]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.crazydeliciousfoods.com/"&gt;Crazy Delicious Foods [ Deliciosa ]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://noahandkaeden.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://noahandkaeden.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6145237759698765776?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6145237759698765776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6145237759698765776' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6145237759698765776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6145237759698765776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/month-of-birth-tag.html' title='Month of birth tag'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8091455001292740473</id><published>2008-04-21T13:59:00.020+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:07:52.536+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Weekend @ Vitré</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyQa8HEdjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/tWFItkDAonU/s1600-h/yann+et+ludi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191683262938117682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyQa8HEdjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/tWFItkDAonU/s200/yann+et+ludi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We passed our weekend with our friends at Vitré near Rennes in Bretagne (Brittany). Seeing the new haven of &lt;strong&gt;Yann and Ludivine&lt;/strong&gt; was really great and more to it, &lt;strong&gt;Morvan and Hélène&lt;/strong&gt; was there, too. - These two couples always do visit us, when they visit their parents as they further took their way to go to our place. We been always reminded to visit their place and have some feasting with them. Our reason was our old trolley but now that we have a new one. These past dues need to be paid back. As they knew, we are having three little monsters in towed. They have set a day out for them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyUCsHEdnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/O1MaoMG76XY/s1600-h/mini-chez+yan+et+ludi+%C3%A0vitr%C3%A9+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191687244372801138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyUCsHEdnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/O1MaoMG76XY/s200/mini-chez+yan+et+ludi+%C3%A0vitr%C3%A9+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived the fête were rolling… from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonjour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to handing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;apéros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Drink before meal) &amp;amp; kids recounting their history of preparation to go there &amp;amp; what they brought to mess-up the place, to how much they were so excited to play there was enough to warm the place. These couples, they’ve been so great to have patience hearing the endless recounts of &lt;strong&gt;Sophia and Gabriel&lt;/strong&gt;. Then as Yann have been so wise showing them (kids) the games they have. Everyone was so much attentive to every word Yann told them, to have their hands on the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We three couple started chatting along with our apéro while we’re waiting our dinner. Everything went so smoothly and the meal was as always great, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ludi you’ve done it again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then after we settled the little ones, as we have planned to go out and check the bars as they live in the center of &lt;strong&gt;Vitré&lt;/strong&gt;. We were having our time to discover &amp;amp; its night life. We were impressed how much they have in there, in comparison to ours. As we drink out night away… I can’t help admiring the city walking back to their apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyVYcHEdoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QDVl-G6a098/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191688717546583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyVYcHEdoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/QDVl-G6a098/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191685779788953186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyStcHEdmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/qfQ8wMkmDpU/s320/mini-chez+yan+et+ludi+%C3%A0vitr%C3%A9+(129).JPG" border="0" /&gt;The old Ville just so great to see it in paved stone alley &amp;amp; old houses with exposed timbers panels in it façade, with some baroque painting, it called &lt;em&gt;maison à colombage&lt;/em&gt; here. I’ve always get fascinated with this type of structural design. I never get enough of it… love staring at every detail, even some are on the way of getting ruined. They are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The boys have stayed sometime doing their thing, playing wii &amp;amp; guitar while we (girls) dozed in our designated rooms. Then, morning comes after our breakfast we took off to the park for the kids. Then see the castle there &amp;amp; passed to the cathedral and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what this weekend so really great, we do it altogether. The two couples have been wonderful as always. Unconsciously, they were playing to be parents to our kids. And as I’ve told them at the end, they passed with flying colors. We are surely blessed to have good friends here. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"On a passé un bon weekend, grâce à vous. Encore, merci beaucoup à vous (YANN, LUDIVINE, MORVAN &amp;amp; HELENE). À la prochaine." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8091455001292740473?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8091455001292740473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8091455001292740473' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8091455001292740473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8091455001292740473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/weekend-chez-yann-et-ludivine.html' title='Weekend @ Vitré'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAyQa8HEdjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/tWFItkDAonU/s72-c/yann+et+ludi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6803029638235985730</id><published>2008-04-21T11:44:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:29:02.326+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Stagnated by choice or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAxpL8HEdiI/AAAAAAAAATU/J1jbP_HAguc/s1600-h/mini-Sat+5+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191640124286596642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAxpL8HEdiI/AAAAAAAAATU/J1jbP_HAguc/s320/mini-Sat+5+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; “Stagnated we are, but why? We always wait for the tide to come and carry us away, when we could have walked away.  &gt;&gt;&gt; Because we made our choice, here we stay or times, we disembark and go.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today the weather is in normal state, meaning &lt;strong&gt;rain, wind &amp;amp; gray= coldness&lt;/strong&gt;. Perhaps, you find me sounding redundant. But it’s the fact here. As much as, we love our &lt;em&gt;paysages&lt;/em&gt; (sceneries) we have to accept the bad side of living near the coast, specially this coastline. Sometimes, we couldn’t help hating the wetness &amp;amp; grayish aura that we often have to accommodate daily in our lives. The climate change really had done us all. The normal suffering has been prolonged. &lt;strong&gt;Not cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now, it supposed to be Spring, we should have been outside doing our garden &amp;amp; walking around the coast before the tourist comes. Or I should be starting to remodel the rooms before my paint dries. But no, we are locked up inside the house and lost the motivation of revamping the rooms. And more, I’m tied to do some little indoor activities for the kids to avoid getting bored on their spring vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long weekend plan to go to England seems getting slimmer due to the weather and we’re lacking of time to book our travels. More on, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wants to take the road trip going there. So, long weekend won’t be sufficient to have the visiting we planned. So, I decided to stop looking for ferry’s fare. This needs rescheduling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What left us is to pray to have decent weather to bring the kids to another region here. Discovering with them would surely be the best way to see more of France. So, where to? We have Loads of pending “I owe you a visit” to our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even last weekend we did start repaying visit. It was really great. We were blessed with &lt;strong&gt;good companies and beautiful sunny Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;-Our medicine, to sustain what we have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6803029638235985730?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6803029638235985730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6803029638235985730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6803029638235985730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6803029638235985730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/stagnated-we-are-but-why-we-always-wait.html' title='Stagnated by choice or not?'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAxpL8HEdiI/AAAAAAAAATU/J1jbP_HAguc/s72-c/mini-Sat+5+(19).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1227587012362478215</id><published>2008-04-18T14:42:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:03:15.428+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linker Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Feed Me Up Tag &amp; Love Circle of Friends award</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine (Tertium Quid)&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks in a million. She's my friend know that for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAiYCAbEOzI/AAAAAAAAATE/qZg1XHAcpv8/s1600-h/rss.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190565730785180466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAiYCAbEOzI/AAAAAAAAATE/qZg1XHAcpv8/s320/rss.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You get these benefits in joining this linker chain:&lt;br /&gt;You can get more web traffic.&lt;br /&gt;You can increase your blogs' Technorati authority.&lt;br /&gt;You can increase your blogs' feed subscribers.&lt;br /&gt;You can get more back links.&lt;br /&gt;You can gain more friends around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Rules:&lt;br /&gt;Copy the list below.&lt;br /&gt;Place your Blog's FEED Link (i.e. You blog's link for its RSS/Atom feed, not the actual site) after the list. If you have more than 1 blog, feel free to add them all here!After placing your blog’s feed address/es, you must tag 5 or more bloggers that is not yet in the list, this is to keep the ball rolling.Also, you must subscribe to the feed of the blog who tagged you. You may include subscribing to another blog of your choice from the list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/astellarlife"&gt;Kenneth - A Stellar Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filipinolifeabroad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"&gt;filipinolifeabroad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LifeIsMeantToBeAbundant"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/DabawenyangIska"&gt;Dabawenyang Iska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usalifey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bestfriend's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinaylovestories.com/"&gt;PinayLoveStories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usawifey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allen's wifey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asawakomahalko.org/"&gt;allen's darling&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt="Numbered List" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.list.num.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asawakomahalko.net/"&gt;allen's sweetheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filipinolifeabroad.com/"&gt;filipinolifeabroad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tweetart-sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet temptation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Daily Update&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rogermwc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roger Married With Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rogerjmo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roger Just My Opinion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzzybeemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buzzybee Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommyjoyoftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommyjoy Of Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Kitchen &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine (Tertium Quid)&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                     &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya's Window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*add your URL here*/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tagging you: &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;My World in My Own Word [Shiela]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moms....check nyo [Liza]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainbow of life [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://farahb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Awards &amp;amp; Taggies [Farah]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Mon BRic a Brac [Francine]&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This award was long overdue from &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;FRANCINE&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Mon Bric à Brac&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;G&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irl,Thank you so much &amp;amp; so sorry that it took me long to publish it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAif5wbEO0I/AAAAAAAAATM/dVWch9KqlwE/s1600-h/hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190574385144281922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAif5wbEO0I/AAAAAAAAATM/dVWch9KqlwE/s320/hall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, from above that i've tag on.. please take this award,too. &amp;amp; to &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel Roche&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana à Dijon&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1227587012362478215?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1227587012362478215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1227587012362478215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1227587012362478215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1227587012362478215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/feed-me-up-tag-love-circle-of-friends.html' title='Feed Me Up Tag &amp; Love Circle of Friends award'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAiYCAbEOzI/AAAAAAAAATE/qZg1XHAcpv8/s72-c/rss.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8135247104851098891</id><published>2008-04-18T14:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:43:12.585+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linker Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Worldwide Link Love</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainbow of life [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pinayjade.com/"&gt;Life &amp;amp; Me [Pinay JADE]&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Two new friends, I’m fortunate to know through blogging. Thank you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ start copying here ~&lt;br /&gt;Join the Worldwide Link Love!Benefits of Worldwide Link Love!&lt;br /&gt;1. Make new friends around the world.2. Feel the Link Love.3. Gain new readers and subscribers.&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Copy from ~start copying here ~ to ~ end copying here ~ and paste it on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. At the end of the list, put your name and the country your in, it doesn’t matter what’s your nationality just put the country where you are publishing your blog. Don’t forget to put links at your name.&lt;br /&gt;3. If u have many blogs, you can link all of it, just make sure you post the same on each blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag eight (8) or more of your blog friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tip for blogspot users: make sure you copy and paste the code in Compose mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna join, and you can’t find your name on the list? Just leave a comment here.&lt;br /&gt;Worldwide Link Love! Participants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/julia-aquino.blogspot.com');" href="http://julia-aquino.blogspot.com/"&gt;Julia&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/newife.com');" href="http://newife.com/"&gt;Catherine&lt;/a&gt; (Malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/www.shimumsy.blogspot.com');" href="http://www.shimumsy.blogspot.com/"&gt;shimumsy&lt;/a&gt;(u.s.a)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/www.mitchteryosa.com');" href="http://www.mitchteryosa.com/"&gt;Mitch&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/brainbitsandbeats.blogspot.com');" href="http://brainbitsandbeats.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hailey&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/www.unpredictablelife.com');" href="http://www.unpredictablelife.com/"&gt;Sexymom&lt;/a&gt; (USA)&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/mlizcochico.blogspot.com');" href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a onclick="javascript:pageTracker._trackPageview ('/outbound/myownutopia.info');" href="http://myownutopia.info/"&gt;Sasha&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://chartherct.com/"&gt;Tere&lt;/a&gt; (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://gemstarlightexpress.blogspot.com/"&gt;Simply The Best&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.theworldwidewebaddict.rubybenz.com/"&gt;The World Wide Web Addict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://www.rubysdailynourishment.rubybenz.com/"&gt;My Daily Nourishment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://myeurotravelandadventures.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Euro Travel and Adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://www.rubybenz.com/"&gt;Euroangel Graffiti&lt;/a&gt; (Germany)&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.pinayjade.com/"&gt;Life and Me by Pinay Jade&lt;/a&gt; (Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;a href="http://pinaydutchexplorer.blogspot.com/"&gt; Exploring Asia by Pinay Jade&lt;/a&gt; (Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azillah&lt;/a&gt; (USA)&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya&lt;/a&gt; (France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now passing this on to:&lt;a href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lalaine's World [Lalaine]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.labelcloudwithajaxreloaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;Live Each Moment [Audry]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://jeffreyandgracey.wordpress.com/"&gt;My Safe Haven [Gracey]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.edwardgalvez10.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unleash The Power Within [Ed]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://annghafoor-penaflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candide [Ann]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.geneveric.com/"&gt;Daystar Shine on Me [Ric]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.charmingjourney.com/"&gt;My Daily Ramblings Rendezvous [Princezz]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apple Of The Eyes [Farah]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8135247104851098891?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8135247104851098891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8135247104851098891' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8135247104851098891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8135247104851098891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/worldwide-link-love.html' title='Worldwide Link Love'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3671403141628101592</id><published>2008-04-18T13:36:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:56:49.183+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag: 20 questions</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;Sheila &lt;/a&gt;of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My World in my Own WORD.&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you so much for tagging me. Wish to know you better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:Remove one (1) question from below and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight (8) people in your list.List them out at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age did you marry? – At 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color do you like most? – Almost all earth tone…like musky green, shade of brown to bronze and mustard but I’m trying to put a little of lively ones aside from neon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever shoplifted? – I’ve tried but I was sweating so much &amp;amp; turning blue it was a dare and the loser will have to pay for everyone meal. So, I’ve been ripped off with my allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most? – Philippines like you, Sheila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which part of you that you hate the most? – Being disorganized and too trusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My question: Embarrassing moment you recently have?- Last spring in one of the airport in England, I was pick due to my color &amp;amp; made me turned like a top, I’m not presuming my reason, I was just stating the fact. We were coming back to France that time. I was boiling to the top never felt so humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most? - My family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do? – put aside for my kids’ future then pay fully our house. &amp;amp; help some people I care who are with financial prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you loved the most last year (2007)? – Understanding that I can’t fully enjoy a vacation without my fam with me. Even I was needed it badly to do something for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you: First her humor, then her being open and last, she giving me a chance to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you cope with boredom? – Cooking, replanting and walking along the coast if given a good weather and shopping for collectable stuffs- pottery &amp;amp; copper pans and junks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most? – Haven’t finished my schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which type of person do you hate the most? – Pretentious, presumptuous and user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your ambition? – To pass all the hurdles in my life and learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you had one wish what would you wish for? – Find someone a brother that I know exist but haven’t seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How did you celebrate New Year? – With our friends &amp;amp; their families, we rented a gîte (rental home) in Broceliande for 4 days. On New Year’s Eve, we have worn costume of medieval time. It was fun &amp;amp; all our kids were having great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. It is already 2008; do you have a new year’s resolution? – Better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you look forward to in 2008? – Have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If your life is a song, what title best fit it? I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What "special power" would you like to have – I like that I can fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm tagging you:&lt;a href="http://www.pinayjade.com/"&gt;Life &amp;amp; Me [Pinay JADE]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://howto-livelovelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Live Love Life [ Jojo]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Mon BRic a Brac [Francine]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Mommy's Little Corner [Liza]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://twinangeliz2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Moment of Past [Azillah]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Kitchen [Rojoy]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://fromasiaandbeyond.blogspot.com/"&gt;From Asia and Beyond [Lalaine]&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.earthpowerlink.com/"&gt;Everything is simply amazing [Ricka]&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://farahb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Awards &amp;amp; Taggies [Farah]&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Please do inform me when you publish this and for taking the time to do it. I wish to you more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3671403141628101592?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3671403141628101592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3671403141628101592' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3671403141628101592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3671403141628101592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-20-questions.html' title='Tag: 20 questions'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7571817782628414813</id><published>2008-04-16T11:28:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:13:31.712+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAXHYAbEOxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4XVOxpkjEHc/s1600-h/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+Costa%C3%A9res.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189773360858675986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAXHYAbEOxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4XVOxpkjEHc/s400/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+Costa%C3%A9res.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Château de Costaéres , this Castle is in an islet. When low tide you can actually walk going there.When you walk through the coastline of Ploumanc'h to Trégastel you'll see it. This photo taken from Tourony beach at Trégastel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last entry was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-4.html"&gt;lighthouse of Ploumanc’h&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, if you look at the other side of it the castle you’ll see. One reason that this is a touristic spots here in Bretagne due to the pink granite coastline and the castle just the icing of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be bore having this view. The tides &amp;amp; temperamental climates give it ethereal illustration. We always have been proud to show off this place to every friend who visits us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7571817782628414813?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7571817782628414813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7571817782628414813' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7571817782628414813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7571817782628414813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-5.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #6'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SAXHYAbEOxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4XVOxpkjEHc/s72-c/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+Costa%C3%A9res.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4788057378859952099</id><published>2008-04-14T16:01:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:19:52.870+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><title type='text'>An ado( adolescent), he is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I been reviewing his video that he took last Feb. They have an excursion in Paris for their history class. I think it was four day including travel time. We, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; I were so excited for him to do the visitings there, seeing the land marks &amp;amp; more… I told him to bring our video cam but he wanted only to have a small numerical cam, I have. He doesn’t want bulky one to walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he arrived at home from the trip; he was buzzing us up with his stories. Everyone was paying every detail to what he was saying and we waited for him to give us how he finds the historical spots there. It only comes like a preposition to his phrases. But how could we be mad or disappointed on seeing him so happy saying the little details they did there with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mumbling is so normal Julian to us, sharing every tiny bit of his escapade. That makes us so happy because he still confides to us. This is one of the moments that we often have a pleasure to know what our kids feel &amp;amp; think, they gave it to us freely by themselves. Secret seems doesn’t exist to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was amazed how our kids could not be so unguarded and they have no personalizing things or being private, everything is for sharing. According to him, it’s not their way here. This is one of the reason, other parents here adored our children because of their unusual traits as they put it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="170" width="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4mcpj&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;colors=background:DDDDDD;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:FFC300;&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4mcpj&amp;v3=1&amp;colors=background:DDDDDD;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:FFC300;&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="220" height="170" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4mcpj_paris-is-magic-part1-the-trailer_creation"&gt;paris is magic part1 the trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/jc-tizer"&gt;jc-tizer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going back to &lt;strong&gt;Julian’s videos&lt;/strong&gt;. We couldn’t help but laugh… and understand that he is really a young man now; his discovering Paris was the way when we were our teens, and perhaps I’m speaking for me &amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; D’man&lt;/em&gt;. How he (Julian) does his video &amp;amp; choice of songs just exhibited to us that soon this young person would be away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="336" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4mtyi&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;colors=background:DDDDDD;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:FFC300;&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4mtyi&amp;v3=1&amp;colors=background:DDDDDD;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:FFC300;&amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="336" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4mtyi_paris-is-magic-part2-the-film_creation"&gt;paris is magic part2 THE FILM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/jc-tizer"&gt;jc-tizer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;D’man&lt;/em&gt; was saying, we have to travel again all together and most of all, to cherish those moments. Before he goes to university, coz we only have 3 more years to have him always with us. Who could argue on that? He is actually enjoying on playing with him on his baby-foot &amp;amp; electronic gadgets. &lt;strong&gt;Yes, got 2 adolescents in the house sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt; I felt like I’m the only adult in the house, granted that I’m the eldest one here. That doesn’t need to be rubbing on me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4788057378859952099?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4788057378859952099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4788057378859952099' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4788057378859952099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4788057378859952099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/ado-adolescent-he-is.html' title='An ado( adolescent), he is...'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6303164289444441460</id><published>2008-04-12T10:28:00.017+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:20:11.342+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>The FRUIT of my FIRE TREE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SACCGtTGc3I/AAAAAAAAASk/ihlH4-htarw/s1600-h/sophia%27s+6bday+(31).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188289822481347442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SACCGtTGc3I/AAAAAAAAASk/ihlH4-htarw/s320/sophia%27s+6bday+(31).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was young, I was crazy enough to let my future be guide by a fire tree. How is that? You may ask. Let me tell you how insane I was before and perhaps I still am inside now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us go 18 years ago. I was in my teen that my surrogate mom con aunt and I, been into this decreeing things- it’s a way to affirm what you want in life by vocalizing it and then we break our wine glass to shield it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of our drinking nights, we were having our wine &amp;amp; some crazy thoughts passed. I was facing our new landscaped garden with a fire tree that we had cut from its upper mid-trunk. We were both admiring the garden to how we were able to transform it into a jungle. Then, she was soliciting my opinion about the fire tree because it looks like it's already died at that time. I’ve told her that best to let it like that, it would be great to have erected driftwood looking in our trellis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the decreeing started, I’ve decreed that when that tree will have a twig, to whomever I’m going out with. I’ll take him more seriously than usual. I was a bit playful when I was young. Timid is not what you can be attach to my name. Therefore, by decreeing on that, it has more meaning to her (aunt) and me. We did have more decrees but I don’t need to tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year have passed, the fire tree gave me that twig as my sign. I was going out with someone at that time; he was the out of norms that I used to go out with, he’s almost like a nomad artist. As I am, I stick to what I declared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My relationship to that person didn’t really go well, our trekking together have been hard. It was neither all bad nor good. But it did end eventually. Nevertheless, granted to have two beautiful boys as blessing more than enough. They makes me more a person, I am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first fruit of my Fire tree have now turns to its maturing age. He was the really first breathe of my life. How crazy it may sound my ways to others. Or on hearing the circumstances to have my treasures. I have no shame for I have learnt a lot from my experiences. My boys are my life, for they are my cane to reach my path now and they keep me on the track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SACG1NTGc4I/AAAAAAAAASs/F20fyCUhQD4/s1600-h/precious+treasures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188295019391775618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SACG1NTGc4I/AAAAAAAAASs/F20fyCUhQD4/s320/precious+treasures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I had a choice to break my decreed for it was just a game but I did not. Not saying it was a wise move nor bad one. I’ve made my choice and passed its course. What it gave me is more to be proud of that’s my boys. If I were given a chance to change my course, I would take the same path because I won’t miss having them &lt;strong&gt;(my boys)&lt;/strong&gt; in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Julian!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You 're my true guru, &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-breathe-of-birth_18.html"&gt;my first breathe of birth&lt;/a&gt;, my first real best friend and so proud of you how you become now. I love you with all my kabaliwan (craziness) you know that, And for taking care of me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As i keep on telling you, you 're the one who made me nice person. Thank you so much."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6303164289444441460?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6303164289444441460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6303164289444441460' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6303164289444441460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6303164289444441460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/fruit-of-my-fire-tree.html' title='The FRUIT of my FIRE TREE.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/SACCGtTGc3I/AAAAAAAAASk/ihlH4-htarw/s72-c/sophia%27s+6bday+(31).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2452325247158068334</id><published>2008-04-10T19:07:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:41:51.457+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Ocean Eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A Simple Life "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had passed me this Tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were right, doing it without cheating make it more fun. Thank you so much for tagging me &amp;amp; allowing me to do it late. Perhaps, that’s one reason that I never able to tag you with properly coz you already have them. Or simply you’re so known &amp;amp; loved in &lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;world that people tags you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_5JptTGc2I/AAAAAAAAASE/7rxVMA3D1cE/s1600-h/oceans11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664801660564322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_5JptTGc2I/AAAAAAAAASE/7rxVMA3D1cE/s320/oceans11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 11 people you can think of right off the top of your head. Don’t read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 11 people. This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly list the names first.. No cheating.&lt;br /&gt;1. Julian&lt;br /&gt;2. Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;3. Sophia&lt;br /&gt;4. Lariene&lt;br /&gt;5. Farah&lt;br /&gt;6. Liza&lt;br /&gt;7. Gracey&lt;br /&gt;8. Azillah&lt;br /&gt;9. Rojoy&lt;br /&gt;10. D’man&lt;br /&gt;11. Ambrosiality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mykisses.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Jan April&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Mon BRic a Brac [Francine]&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.charmingjourney.com/"&gt;My Daily Ramblings Rendezvous [Princezz]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unpredictablelife.com/"&gt;Sexymom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ddschroeder.com/"&gt;Fil-Am Journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy doing it as i do. Do take your time and do inform me when you publish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.HOW DID YOU MEET #4?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We’ve met through a friend. She &amp;amp; her hubby visited us last summer. We became more than friend now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2.WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITHOUT # 6? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I’ll go havoc…. I just met her by blogging, for what I been reading in her blog. I ought to have an EB with her when I go back home. Or perhaps ask her to visit me here. It’s an open invitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3.WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF #2 AND # 6 WERE GOING OUT? &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t mind as long as #6 buy my son some food. He’s gourmand. And if #6 would love to play parental to #2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4.WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF #5 CONFESSED HE/SHE LOVES YOU ? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then, I’ll love her more. I’m really loving this woman. Read her blog you’ll see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5.WHO’S #10′S BEST FRIEND? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ME and the rest of his groupies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6.HAVE YOU EVER EATEN AROUND #1? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7.DO YOU MISS #2? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, when he is out of my sight &amp;amp; sleep over to his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;8.WHO IS #11 DATING? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Should I say, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9.WHAT DO YOU THINK OF #3? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She’s my angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10.WHAT DO YOU THINK OF #9? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We haven’t met in person yet, but I have a feeling that she’s really a person that I have to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11.WHAT WOULD U DO IF #4 AND #7 were dating? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If its friendly date, I would say that they would click, one sweetie &amp;amp; one funky. But both open minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12.WOULD YOU MARRY #8? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No, I haven’t change my sexual preference yet &amp;amp; I’m already married. However, she has some galore to which her man finds her refreshing, Right, #8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13.DO YOU LOVE #10? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think so that‘s why I’m still here with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;14.EVER SLEPT IN THE SAME ROOM AS ANY OF THE NUMBERS? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes. The more, the merrier! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2452325247158068334?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2452325247158068334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2452325247158068334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2452325247158068334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2452325247158068334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/ocean-eleven.html' title='Ocean Eleven'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_5JptTGc2I/AAAAAAAAASE/7rxVMA3D1cE/s72-c/oceans11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7328261481995590011</id><published>2008-04-10T15:43:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:01:16.385+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Picture Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joy of "Rojoy's Daily Update"&lt;/a&gt; She 's always showering me with tags . I'm lucky that she often let me do it late. Thank you so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Joy, the more I read your posts, I'm glad that I have crossed path with you in blogging world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To get your own graphics please do the following:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Go to &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;http://photobucket.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Type in your answer to the question in the “search” box.&lt;br /&gt;3.Use only the first page.&lt;br /&gt;4.Insert the picture into your Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. What is your relationship Status?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s172.photobucket.com/albums/w21/krazeetigerr/married%20taken/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Married_With_Children-Tlink.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="marriedwithchildren" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w21/krazeetigerr/married%20taken/Married_With_Children-Tlink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. What is you current mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s134.photobucket.com/albums/q81/ElementOfEarth14/Anime%20and%20Other/Girls/Faries%20Pixies%20Sprites/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wishful_Thinking_by_cosmosue.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 145px; HEIGHT: 129px" height="179" alt="Wishful Thinking" src="http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q81/ElementOfEarth14/Anime%20and%20Other/Girls/Faries%20Pixies%20Sprites/Wishful_Thinking_by_cosmosue.jpg" width="910" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Who is your favorite band/artist?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s279.photobucket.com/albums/kk134/thingofme22/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tracy_Chapman_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="230" alt="tracy chapman" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk134/thingofme22/Tracy_Chapman_2.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. What is your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s10.photobucket.com/albums/a131/Ash_Leigh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blue_crush.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="607" alt="blue crush" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a131/Ash_Leigh/blue_crush.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. What kind of pet do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u82/trevlad/?action=view&amp;amp;current=brown-dawg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="353" alt="Furry balloon dog" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u82/trevlad/brown-dawg.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Where Do you live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s226.photobucket.com/albums/dd94/april16_photos/maps/France/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FRA-Bretagne.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 159px" height="333" alt="Bretagne" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd94/april16_photos/maps/France/FRA-Bretagne.jpg" width="520" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7. Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s231.photobucket.com/albums/ee99/kidscuffa1/?action=view&amp;amp;current=home.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="home" src="http://i231.photobucket.com/albums/ee99/kidscuffa1/home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8. What Do you look like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v47/acid42/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="800" alt="grace nono gig" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v47/acid42/P1010018.jpg" width="441" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9. What do you drive?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm183/arwendors/?action=view&amp;amp;current=justwalking.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="324" alt="sandal" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm183/arwendors/justwalking.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s224.photobucket.com/albums/dd18/PoisonRoseToxicThorns/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NightimeFox.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="331" alt="Bedtime Story" src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd18/PoisonRoseToxicThorns/NightimeFox.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;11. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e248/osel_torres/?action=view&amp;amp;current=heroes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 155px" height="490" alt="heroes" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e248/osel_torres/heroes.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;12. Described yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="abstract" src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l18/beccagnasso/abstract-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;13. What are you doing today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k98/holli52501/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Surfing_The_Net.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="414" alt="surfing" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k98/holli52501/Surfing_The_Net.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;14. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_44IdTGc1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ggWAAFxCFIw/s1600-h/signiture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187645538732241746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_44IdTGc1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/ggWAAFxCFIw/s320/signiture.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;15. What is your favorite Candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s207.photobucket.com/albums/bb320/ooga_balooga/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jellybeans_jar.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="181" alt="jellybeans" src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb320/ooga_balooga/jellybeans_jar.gif" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, would you play pictionary with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.graceysjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gracey's Journal [Gracey]&lt;/a&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainbow of life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Azillah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moms....check nyo [Liza]&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;My World in My Own Word [Shiela]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apple Of The Eyes [Farah]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to know you more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7328261481995590011?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7328261481995590011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7328261481995590011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7328261481995590011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7328261481995590011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w21/krazeetigerr/married%20taken/th_Married_With_Children-Tlink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-679112253185215645</id><published>2008-04-08T13:03:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:33:46.580+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><title type='text'>My little chef turns 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_tTS_NfgoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CZNHTooWYok/s1600-h/sophia+nolwen.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186830981518033538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_tTS_NfgoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CZNHTooWYok/s320/sophia+nolwen.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time does pass so fast. I can’t help being nostalgic seeing my babies growing. Month of April, two of my kids are having their birthday, my two ends (eldest &amp;amp; youngest). I have so much to be thankful having them in my life. Seeing them grow like they are now makes me so proud &amp;amp; happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, it’s my little chef birthday. As much as I would like to share you her traits, I seems can’t put them into words. Perhaps some tidbits would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She’s the one who would asked you to close your eyes for her surprises… like doing her own room, cleaning the cupboards without asking her, to share her goodies she recieved, handing you some wild flowers or her drawings as her gift to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She’s the one who could make all of us crack in bargaining… the one who doesn’t accept &lt;strong&gt;"No"&lt;/strong&gt; for an answer, it’s not acceptable to her, a long term will do. However, she doesn’t asked too much and most of her asking are not extravagant stuff, too.Sometimes, she ask something expensive you couldn't buy,tell her your reason then she would just say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ok, next time perhaps,if we can"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on it. No whinings will fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuddling she loves though all of them loves it. It never had been an issue to this household to show emotion. It is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;big no- no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to them giving pains especially through words or physical one. Because of this, sometimes, she becomes an outcast to her friends’ games she doesn’t like playing that hurts others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To her age, you can sense that she gives big importance to family. Sharing and giving are normal to her. Her comfort is us as we all to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_t6KvNfhRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h6ogS4SxjAo/s1600-h/little+chef+%40+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186873720737596690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_t6KvNfhRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h6ogS4SxjAo/s320/little+chef+%40+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as much as she appreciates compliments she shy away when she felt being given too much. She understood that her beauty lays on her attitude, not on her physical appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is our little cook, our nurse, our little mama and our baby in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday, Pia!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-679112253185215645?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/679112253185215645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=679112253185215645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/679112253185215645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/679112253185215645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-little-chef-turns-6.html' title='My little chef turns 6'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_tTS_NfgoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CZNHTooWYok/s72-c/sophia+nolwen.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-5022484690899285375</id><published>2008-04-04T11:31:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:59:09.792+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Tell me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_X7RfNfgmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/U8U1nlySfTA/s1600-h/mini-tomato+pot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185326823841432162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_X7RfNfgmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/U8U1nlySfTA/s400/mini-tomato+pot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Tell me, what i'm feeling now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-5022484690899285375?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5022484690899285375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=5022484690899285375' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5022484690899285375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5022484690899285375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/tell-me.html' title='Tell me!'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_X7RfNfgmI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/U8U1nlySfTA/s72-c/mini-tomato+pot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-794775930816855417</id><published>2008-04-03T16:30:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:00:17.158+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Burn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185031531954930226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_TutPNfgjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VeJTcxwrX5o/s320/mini-kikiam-sliced.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I’ve been lure by the sun outside but I can’t do anything about it. Thinking of mowing, but knowing that it’s still wet and our toy mower would not be able to cut the grass properly. And more, I have pressing thing to do, like slicing meat for &lt;em&gt;kikiam&lt;/em&gt;. I’m trying to avoid getting frustrated and finish all the requested dishes that I need to do for a friend’s birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kikiam (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;chinese dish&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It’s a click to everyone, who has tasted it here. To a point that they keep on complimenting me that really makes me so uncomfy, would makes me wish to be invisible at that moment. One time, I even went under the table to hide. I’m so bad on receiving them (compliments). Though, I’m truly happy that they appreciate it, to a point on requesting to have it in every occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m starting to get bored on doing it. I feel so bad, can’t seems cut a meat. Hope by writing it down it would help me want to do it. I only got a day. However, I have done the other request already. There are 2 more to go. Sorry to bore you people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-794775930816855417?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/794775930816855417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=794775930816855417' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/794775930816855417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/794775930816855417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/burn-out.html' title='Burn out'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_TutPNfgjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VeJTcxwrX5o/s72-c/mini-kikiam-sliced.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2766859149696220755</id><published>2008-04-03T00:43:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:06:43.738+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Weekend wrapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_Qd8PNfgiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0oroa4OX__w/s1600-h/wrap+it+up-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184801991722762786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_Qd8PNfgiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0oroa4OX__w/s320/wrap+it+up-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As much as, we want to be more organized with our weekend rooster, we can’t. There is always something popping up, up to the last minute. Our weekend seems been booked from 3 weeks before up to the last five minutes from the current time when our visitor/s’ arrival; some invitations and to top it off with, our ritual of buying our provisions for the week but looks like for weeks and of course, minor cleaning in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not to forget, we are family of five plus my little Sally (dog), it is normal something coming up, like kids’ activities and their invitees. Most important of all, our movie time- we all love-watching films together, looking like some sardines in a sofa. Then, teasing each other as if we were all in the same age. This is one of our moments as family time, which we have promised that we will never let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With these, we are always trying to have extra stuffs in our pantry. So, it won’t be a hassle to think about what to serve to keep the moment rolling. And when we have our visitors at home. It’s better not to worry about what to put on the table. Because there’s always a need of catching up with updates or simply enjoy the night with them.Or to bring some &lt;em&gt;picka &lt;/em&gt;food when we are invited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I’m thinking, I haven’t had a solemn weekend for a long time, not that I’m complaining. &lt;em&gt;But …but…but…&lt;/em&gt; I don’t know, how to cope up with my agenda now, feeling that I can’t command my days any longer. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I’m wrapped up!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This is a tired me talking. Gonna be ok soon, a self-consolation. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Yeah, right. Dream on!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2766859149696220755?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2766859149696220755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2766859149696220755' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2766859149696220755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2766859149696220755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/weekend-wrapped.html' title='Weekend wrapped'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_Qd8PNfgiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0oroa4OX__w/s72-c/wrap+it+up-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7159251159315363202</id><published>2008-04-02T02:59:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:11:34.295+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_LbMPNfgfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/70lQ6_WU75M/s1600-h/ploumanc%27h+light+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184447124344898034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_LbMPNfgfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/70lQ6_WU75M/s400/ploumanc%27h+light+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is one of the reasons, why I can't leave &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bretagne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Britanny). This coastline of pink granite is a walking distance from our house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7159251159315363202?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7159251159315363202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7159251159315363202' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7159251159315363202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7159251159315363202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday-4.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #5'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_LbMPNfgfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/70lQ6_WU75M/s72-c/ploumanc%27h+light+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-5950365830832270151</id><published>2008-03-31T15:01:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:15:38.859+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Wrong Gown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_DjyvNfgcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iBVpfPOQvGc/s1600-h/mini-sketch010408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183893631909462466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_DjyvNfgcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iBVpfPOQvGc/s200/mini-sketch010408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You must be wondering what got into me talking about clothing line. In fact, I haven’t wrote any article belong to this one, nor written something which could indicate about my fashion preferences. Anyway, I will not talk about my fabric wraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you, I have no intention to play as your fashion consultant here, telling you what cocktail body wrap you should be wearing in a particular occasion, if given a choice to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Wrong gown”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my own terminology…My adjective. Defining a person who assumes someone else’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;persona&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that does not fit him/her and what more, to those who keep on blundering with acclimation about things that doesn’t exist on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was just some playing up, or some little fancy act for fun… you may count on me. Somehow, I see that they really tried to assumed someone else place and doing a career on it. Then to me, I see a person wearing a wrong gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;personal vendetta&lt;/strong&gt; with them, it just that, I can’t help to be a bit &lt;em&gt;neggie&lt;/em&gt; with their way. I would have just love to see them pick something that suit them, because everyone got something special that &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;no mask nor gown&lt;/span&gt; could overpower their natural look , that’s their personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this is not to provoke anybody but to make me release what pains me. Sadness I feel, for those people &lt;strong&gt;who doesn’t value their own worth&lt;/strong&gt; and doesn’t understand that &lt;strong&gt;being an individual&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;we already stand out&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-5950365830832270151?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5950365830832270151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=5950365830832270151' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5950365830832270151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5950365830832270151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/wrong-gown.html' title='Wrong Gown'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R_DjyvNfgcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iBVpfPOQvGc/s72-c/mini-sketch010408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1921873323928480206</id><published>2008-03-30T10:44:00.033+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:39:01.887+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>"Soirée Dansant" outcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-90VPNfgTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TB10z1wOuDU/s1600-h/mini-SSA50709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183489604335927602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-90VPNfgTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TB10z1wOuDU/s200/mini-SSA50709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday night, it was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“soirée dansant”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as I’ve mentioned through my past post that the parents have organized this feasting for fund-raising for school activities, it is also as a welcoming of spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This type of occasion is something that all of us (parents) look forward to,&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-90yvNfgUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ka58eOyd0H0/s1600-h/mini-SSA50698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183490111142068546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-90yvNfgUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ka58eOyd0H0/s200/mini-SSA50698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seeing our kids performs some numbers, at the same time, to have constant socialization with other parents and the kids with their comrades. In some way, I could say, our little well knitted community has a very special warmth and free spirit person who gives more colors to our temperamental weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Going back to the &lt;em&gt;soirée&lt;/em&gt; (night), it was wonderful to watch the children presentation. Everyone was glowing with happiness and so appreciative to every little people who have preformed that night. As they have bow, you’ll see how they enjoy the applauds they are receiving; some even get shy and hid from the skirt of their mamas, some are beaming to their ears and others were waiting for more clasps; in exchange for those content little smile. We, parents do cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="336" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4wa1n&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;colors=background:DEDEDE;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:756A46;&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4wa1n&amp;v3=1&amp;colors=background:DEDEDE;glow:FFFFFF;foreground:333333;special:756A46;&amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="336" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4wa1n_soiree-dansante-salle-de-traouiero_lifestyle"&gt;http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4wa1n_soiree-dansante-salle-de-traouiero_lifestyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par jc-tizer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the &lt;em&gt;fête&lt;/em&gt;, had been initiated, everyone started going to the bar as I poured them their drinks. Yes, I’ve volunteered to be a bar girl with some couple of parents. We were able to fill their thirst, while waiting for the meal to come. Some were doing the cuisine.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-94mPNfgWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2M53QtUbK2w/s1600-h/mini-SSA50725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183494294440214882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-94mPNfgWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/2M53QtUbK2w/s200/mini-SSA50725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, some people are enjoying dancing with the kids &amp;amp; the rest were enjoying the nights by chatting, as they will have their turns, to do the serving and clearing up.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-98kvNfgZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dqb-THpLNeA/s1600-h/mini-SSA50707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183498666716922258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-98kvNfgZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dqb-THpLNeA/s200/mini-SSA50707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;About the children, they obliged us with a second round of their performance, and like the first time, the enthusiastic crowd never wore out on applauding. Then, as children as they are,the &lt;em&gt;salle de fête&lt;/em&gt; (reception room) turned into their huge playground. To others, it’s a start to have the fever to dance.The room just exhausts laughter and everyone are at their merriment attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;Now, who could say, we parents stop doing &lt;em&gt;fête&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: sorry with the wrong grammar.. still have hang over. it's an excuse, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1921873323928480206?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1921873323928480206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1921873323928480206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1921873323928480206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1921873323928480206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-friday-night-it-was-soire-dansant.html' title='&quot;Soirée Dansant&quot; outcome.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-90VPNfgTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TB10z1wOuDU/s72-c/mini-SSA50709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8577408324674008456</id><published>2008-03-28T14:53:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:01:48.250+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>What kind of wine am I?</title><content type='html'>This tag was given by &lt;a href="http://sic-insit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;, I know that this is long overdue...Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Pinot Noir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/noir.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sophisticated and worldly, you probably know more about wine than most drinkers.You have great taste, and you approach all aspects of life with a gourmet attitude.You believe that the little things in life should be cherished and enjoyed... and of the best quality possible.And while you may take more time to eat a meal or tour a city, it's always time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down you are: A seductive charmer&lt;br /&gt;Your partying style: Refined. And you would never call it "partying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/"&gt;What kind of wine are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be associated as a &lt;em&gt;Pinot Noir,&lt;/em&gt; I don’t know if I should be flattered to be define as sophisticated and worldly. Coz to me, sophistication can be an art of projection by acting densely to be different from others. However, I do acknowledge that the experienced one can be truly sophisticated and worldly as they could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“You probably know more about wine than most drinkers.”&lt;/strong&gt; No, I’m not, it’s too presumptuous to accept this description. To think that I wasn’t born to a wine country. However, back home, I had my share of discovering to this fermented sap and was limited to some California and Australian white wines. Although, in some good occasions with some French and Italian red ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I’m living here, my access to know it better has been feasting. Yes, I’m alcoholic &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esté&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; an avid consumer of red wine. Though, &lt;em&gt;Pinot Noir&lt;/em&gt; doesn’t grace our table often, Little things,I know about this wine, in fact; I could only say that it comes from &lt;em&gt;Bourguignon&lt;/em&gt; (Burgundy) region,it has a fruity smell and it compliments diffirent plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the descriptions maybe have held some truth. It’s not for me to say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, i would like to know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/"&gt;what kind of wine are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.graceysjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gracey&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel Roche&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://azillah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azillah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8577408324674008456?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofwineareyouquiz/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8577408324674008456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8577408324674008456' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8577408324674008456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8577408324674008456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-kind-of-wine-am-i.html' title='What kind of wine am I?'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2082882063693672793</id><published>2008-03-28T10:19:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:52:44.961+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Another Freaky Friday</title><content type='html'>Naturally, the kids have their routines every morning; in fact, I seldom need to lift a finger. I just awake to see if they have not forgotten stuff &amp;amp; reminding them, time to time that they need to return the stuff they took for breakfast. And of course, have my goodbye kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not today, I was awaken by hearing a galloping horse in the house, that's my eldest. What more he was asking me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;“Mama, how do I press my polo?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Densely, I was telling him, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You’re kidding me? It’s not time to learn how to iron your clothes; and please look outside, the weather is a sh**.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That didn’t stop him. Instead he went down and plugged the iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice for this mama. I need to race down then resigned by giving him some instructions and console myself by taking my dose of coffee. I was then left wondering, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"What’s with the polo today?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He doesn’t normally go far as to provoke me to get off my bed this way, I often get a kiss to be awaken before he buzz off for school. &lt;em&gt;Ouf,&lt;/em&gt; could be his one of his days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; the 2 little monster went down. As they do their norms… The 2 little people start getting agitated; for what reason, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;heck, I don’t know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Gab started murmuring, a sign of discontent of something. When I asked him, he again started mumbling that he preferred not to have towel to be on his stash to his wind sailing class this afternoon. That's a big &lt;strong&gt;no-no&lt;/strong&gt; for me. Then, he started on asking to change his windbreaker, water shoes and his shorty so on and on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as expected, Pia started her stuff, too. Like asking me a million times to prepare her costume for the dance they will present tonight in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;“soirée dansant”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which the parents' association have organized for fund racing for kids' activities. Comforting her that I have the list prepared, but I felt like, they don’t understand every word I say. Coz they continue &amp;amp; continue …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last resort was telling the little boy, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"I think the weather is so bad for you to have your sailing class, you needs stay home. &amp;amp; you little girl, I maybe sick to go to the dance. We all stay here at home &amp;amp; have a quiet start of weekend for once."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The brawling had stop. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Bravo maman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve thought, the morning is back to normal and get my comfort of my coffee before sailing to help preparing the salon for the fête. But no, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d’man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; having his sweetest smile asking me with an affirmation tone &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;“So, we go with my choice of new trolley, right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Oh no, not again. When would 8:30 am come? Can’t help thinking all these. I just want them out of the house. To have this, I need to answer him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;“It’s your choice, but I’m telling you it screams bling-bling to me. And if you still go for your reason then I’m at your side.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, they left off and here I am sharing my distressing morning to you. Before I set off to help &amp;amp; do some cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2082882063693672793?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2082882063693672793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2082882063693672793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2082882063693672793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2082882063693672793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/freakiest-friday.html' title='Another Freaky Friday'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6118438045005546007</id><published>2008-03-25T15:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:01:33.951+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linker Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Spreading love to improve authority.</title><content type='html'>Reading the title made me think about Band of hippies...Love, HUG &amp;amp; Flower spreading out through the net. Oops, what the heck I'm talking about.Sorry, &lt;a href="http://mommyjoyoftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt; must have been out of tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. You will have to tag 5 other bloggers and just keep adding on to the list. (Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes we hope it will be a long list!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority increase exponentially! The benefits of Viral Linking:- One of the fastest ways to see your technorati authority explode!- Increase your Google PageRank fast- Attract large volume of new traffic to your site- Build your community- Make new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kslye.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Strategist Notebook&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.adriennezurub.typepad.com/link_addiction"&gt;Link Addiction&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ardorofthehearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ardour of the Heart&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.adriennezurub.typepad.com/link_addiction"&gt;When Life Becomes a Book&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://themalaysianlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Malaysian Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.yogatta.com/"&gt;Yogatta.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thyeoh07.blogspot.com/"&gt;What goes under the sun&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://roshidan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roshidan Cyber Station&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sasha-says.com/"&gt;Sasha says&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://cikgudenan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arts of Physics&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.andthelegendlives.com/"&gt;And the legend lives&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mvml07.blogspot.com/"&gt;My View, My Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://julianarw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juliana RW&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://jwinoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Callalily Space&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://petradear.com/"&gt;Petra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.summerinblue.com/"&gt;Summer in Blue&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepipelinefixation.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pipeline Fixation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://jaylancejournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jaylance Journal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mgalaagan.com/"&gt;My Restless Feet&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.soloflighted.com/"&gt;Soloflight Ed&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://joyspeaking.com/"&gt;Fil-Oz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://joycd80.wordpress.com/"&gt;Rants and Ramblings&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.joycd80.info/"&gt;More on Health&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.julaitravels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Around d’ World&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://joyaxtraverse.biz/"&gt;What A World&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://nvtaydetails.blogspot.com/"&gt;SuperNova &amp;amp; SweetPain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://emmyrose.com/"&gt;Dancing With Butterflies&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blessedchic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Blessed Chic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Just Let Go&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://emmyrose.bravejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pieces of Me&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.prettysinglemom.com/"&gt;My Journey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://gven-rose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Celebrate Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mummisrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deeply In Love&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Daily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt; Update&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy's Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://buzzybeemom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buzzy Bee Mom&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mommyjoyoftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy Joy Of Two&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya's Window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better To spread this to: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Liza, Farah, Lareine, Francine &amp;amp; Bogie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, another one is to &lt;strong&gt;improve your authority&lt;/strong&gt; tag came from &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life&lt;/a&gt;, another one of her linky love tags.Thanks for tagging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have randomly selected 5 of you below to be tagged and I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. You have to tag 5 other bloggers and just keep adding on to the list. (Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes let’s hope a long list!) It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority increase exponentially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The benefits of Viral Linking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fastest ways to see your Technorati Authority explode!Increase your Google PageRank fastAttract large volume of new traffic to your siteBuild your communityMake new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the people who already took part on this tag:&lt;a href="http://flipclan.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Blognation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pinoytek.net/" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Pinoytek&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reynaelena.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Reyna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bluepanjeet.net/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Bluep&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kotsengkuba.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Kotsengkuba&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kopongkopong.blogspot.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Buraot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.naptimerocks.com/" modo="false" zooa3="0" qajgi="0"&gt;Iris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bancodereyna.com/"&gt;Banco De Reyna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mitchteryosa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mitch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blog.tatapilla.com/"&gt;Tatapilla&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://eraofchris.blogspot.com/"&gt;HappyMum&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Mommy's Little Corner&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple Life&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms.... check nyo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya's Window&lt;/a&gt;, [next please]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna improve your authority &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Gracey, Rojoy, Mem, Eds and Lutchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;Please grab this tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6118438045005546007?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6118438045005546007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6118438045005546007' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6118438045005546007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6118438045005546007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/spreading-love-to-improve-authority.html' title='Spreading love to improve authority.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-602465083793804804</id><published>2008-03-25T11:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:51:16.341+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><title type='text'>Scorn from somewhere,perhaps?!</title><content type='html'>Man, don’t I just wanna cry, my only day off from normalcy and my phone is not working. “&lt;em&gt;C’est pas juste!!! ( It’s not fair!!!) Waaaaaaaaah…..what to do?”&lt;/em&gt; I been going up and down to see the modem if it’s working and it is. Still got a connection (internet) and TV, &lt;em&gt;noh?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;But the phone!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; And what more, I forgot when was the last time I’ve used my mobile it must be somewhere and died. &lt;em&gt;"This is too much!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how am I going to tell &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;d’man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I’ve change plan. He needs to go home &amp;amp; eat his lunch here after fix my phone. I know that he would resist and say &lt;em&gt;Mais maman&lt;/em&gt; ( but mama) then that’s the queue that I must take. Whining hysterically then say loudly, &lt;em&gt;“You must be kidding me.”&lt;/em&gt; Then, change into desperate tone and say… &lt;em&gt;“Come on, I need my phone, please.”&lt;/em&gt; If he still resist, &lt;strong&gt;Bargain time&lt;/strong&gt;; I’ll say… &lt;em&gt;“Ok then, expect that the dinner would serve in your "Dragon ball Z" time. You &amp;amp; the kids will surely be so unhappy.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Normally it will work, but I have to find my mobile, first. &lt;em&gt;Oops&lt;/em&gt;, Sorry. Its one of my attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lareine, pretty please try to call me. Perhaps it will work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-602465083793804804?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/602465083793804804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=602465083793804804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/602465083793804804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/602465083793804804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/scorn-from-somewhereperhaps.html' title='Scorn from somewhere,perhaps?!'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3816988452454790861</id><published>2008-03-25T00:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:41:53.361+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag about Getting to know me.</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://mommyjoyoftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt; again.. Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT... &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;a smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE…&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; the people that I love to live with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH…. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;things fall into places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;feeling hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;for others’ life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEARCH… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;my place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;have I change? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;to give pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE…. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;wish for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SING… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;with my emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON…..&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM CONFUSED… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;when I don’t know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD… &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;reach it in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST THOUGHT BEFORE GO TO SLEEP…. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;There is another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I want to know you better &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Farah, Lalaine, Bogie,Gracey,Liza &amp;amp; Mem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3816988452454790861?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3816988452454790861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3816988452454790861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3816988452454790861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3816988452454790861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag-about-getting-to-know-me_25.html' title='Tag about Getting to know me.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6035108894235242720</id><published>2008-03-23T17:16:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:18:50.692+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER TO ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-aDKfNfgRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ia8CrSAubIg/s1600-h/mini-PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180972637536354578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-aDKfNfgRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ia8CrSAubIg/s320/mini-PICT0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Last 2 years, this photo was taken. Their first egg hunt in our not manicured garden. We were lucky to have a beautiful weather at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Easter,We didn't have "the egg hunt" outside due to weather. With some luck, Our friends told Pia &amp;amp; Gab yesterday night that they ran into a bell (cloche) and found some parcels of giant eggs. In it says that they must be given to Julian, Gabriel &amp;amp; Sophia. The tale was so cute in french how they ran into the gifts.It doesnt sound right if i translate it in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;“Merci beaucoup, Ludivine et Yann. Vous etes prêt à être parent.Notre soirée se passe toujours bien, comme d'hab!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And 2 consecutive weekend seeing and going out with both of you, always been a great pleasure. We really have to do our part of visiting you two in your place. Wait til we change our battered trolley. We will be back on the road. Cross you toes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Gab &amp;amp; Sophia woke up earlier &amp;amp; waiting for the rain to pass. Expecting that perhaps Easter bunny still hid some goodies in our garden. Then, they eventually resigned &amp;amp; told me that, The magic bunny must be sick with flu due to the storm. As they have put together the puzzled story to soothe themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6035108894235242720?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6035108894235242720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6035108894235242720' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6035108894235242720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6035108894235242720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-aDKfNfgRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ia8CrSAubIg/s72-c/mini-PICT0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7072416274870296990</id><published>2008-03-19T08:46:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:50:47.040+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through HIS eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday # 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-DJl0sgETI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XTIqG_nmGAM/s1600-h/mini-yemen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179361223113707826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-DJl0sgETI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XTIqG_nmGAM/s400/mini-yemen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This photo was taken 2005 by &lt;em&gt;D'man&lt;/em&gt; in Yemen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7072416274870296990?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7072416274870296990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7072416274870296990' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7072416274870296990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7072416274870296990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/wordless-wednesday-4.html' title='Wordless Wednesday # 4'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R-DJl0sgETI/AAAAAAAAAHc/XTIqG_nmGAM/s72-c/mini-yemen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7773101089501479607</id><published>2008-03-18T00:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:40:05.656+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>My first breathe of birth</title><content type='html'>Almost 16 yrs now.&lt;br /&gt;I had this little bundle of life.&lt;br /&gt;Who so little, yet made me whole.&lt;br /&gt;His very first smile,&lt;br /&gt;Taught me......&lt;br /&gt;how easily forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; compassion could come.&lt;br /&gt;that I could not have given before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way...&lt;br /&gt;My direction...&lt;br /&gt;My first real breathe.&lt;br /&gt;He is my real guru... after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,no longer a bundle,&lt;br /&gt;that I have danced along.&lt;br /&gt;But a young man I look up upon.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, An enemy I pry.&lt;br /&gt;Who could be my eyes, who say?&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;He,the hand I took to soothe my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7773101089501479607?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7773101089501479607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7773101089501479607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7773101089501479607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7773101089501479607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-breathe-of-birth_18.html' title='My first breathe of birth'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1602110424352643906</id><published>2008-03-17T18:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T12:06:55.096+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>8 Facts About me (tag)</title><content type='html'>Thank you &lt;a href="http://bogie2bogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogie&lt;/a&gt; for tagging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 8 Facts About Yourself, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. Then at the end you tag at least 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;rules.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;* Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.I'm having butterflies in my stomach whenever I'm upset &amp;amp; mad.&lt;br /&gt;2.Cooking makes me Zen.&lt;br /&gt;3.Only organized when I'm working with pay.&lt;br /&gt;4.Have vertigo reason that I was into rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;5.Coffee first before bad news.&lt;br /&gt;6.Cry like a baby with senti movies &amp;amp; books.&lt;br /&gt;7.Love rocks &amp;amp; water.&lt;br /&gt;8.My family is on the top of my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Care to share &lt;a href="http://www.gwapasila.com/"&gt;Lutchi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lalaine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roche&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&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/7644904585293160884-1602110424352643906?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1602110424352643906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1602110424352643906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1602110424352643906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1602110424352643906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/8-facts-about-me-tag.html' title='8 Facts About me (tag)'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8104096255722840436</id><published>2008-03-17T17:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:55:07.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Links Around The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R96jgksgERI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sAwslcoU454/s1600-h/children-holding-hands-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178756401524117778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R96jgksgERI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sAwslcoU454/s200/children-holding-hands-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been tagged by &lt;a href="http://memsantiago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mem &lt;/a&gt;of "&lt;em&gt;Precious Moment".&lt;strong&gt;Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Links Around The World Tag.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_A_ifeJwmd90/R9abY_EEH5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/LCJzWXnYM78/s1600-h/children-holding-hands-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instruction:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Place your link after the list. If you have more than 1 blog, feel free to add them all here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. After placing your blog’s address/es, you must tag 5 or more bloggers that is not yet in the list, this is to keep the ball rolling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Here is the best part: Make sure to update your list every now and then, by getting the master list here. I’ll be updating the master list every day, or as soon as I see a new blog that’s been added to the list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-&lt;a href="http://wmaricelt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momhood Moments&lt;/a&gt; 2-&lt;a href="http://wmaricelt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Business Mars&lt;/a&gt; 3-&lt;a href="http://princezzadams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princezz&lt;/a&gt; 4-&lt;a href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt; 5-&lt;a href="http://cecildejesus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cecil&lt;/a&gt; 6-&lt;a href="http://ronnelandcecil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ron &amp;amp; Cecil&lt;/a&gt; 7-&lt;a href="http://www.pinaymommyonline.com/"&gt;Pinay Mommy Online&lt;/a&gt; 8-&lt;a href="http://onliinebizandresources.blogspot.com/"&gt;OnlineBiz and Resources&lt;/a&gt; 9-&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple life&lt;/a&gt; 10-&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms…..check nyo&lt;/a&gt; 11-&lt;a href="http://www.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Mommy’s Little Corner&lt;/a&gt; 12-&lt;a href="http://bbalonne.blogs.friendster.com/my_gallery/"&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; 13-&lt;a href="http://mykisses.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Paradigm&lt;/a&gt; 14-&lt;a href="http://www.jk-nocoargo.blogspot.com/"&gt;See Me For What You Will&lt;/a&gt; 15-&lt;a href="http://flowman315.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pamp’s Blog Corner&lt;/a&gt; 16-&lt;a href="http://www.philandnorg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pampered&lt;/a&gt; 17-&lt;a href="http://www.ignaciomatilde.com/"&gt;HappyHeart&lt;/a&gt; 18-&lt;a href="http://qtcotzkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Qtcotzkie and Baby&lt;/a&gt; 19-&lt;a href="http://tragicseven.blogs.friendster.com/"&gt;A Sorta Fairytale&lt;/a&gt; 20- &lt;a href="http://tragicseven.multiply.com/journal"&gt;tragicseven&lt;/a&gt; 21-&lt;a href="http://tragicseven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Listen to the Beat!&lt;/a&gt; 22-&lt;a href="http://www.anokamo.com/"&gt;Just Saying&lt;/a&gt; 23-&lt;a href="http://tipsytips.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tipsy Tips&lt;/a&gt; 24- 25-&lt;a href="http://deliciouscorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://dear4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Different Angles&lt;/a&gt;Delicious Corner 26-&lt;a href="http://icareandlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Care&lt;/a&gt; 27-&lt;a href="http://www.bingkay.net/"&gt;Blog Blag Blog&lt;/a&gt; 28-&lt;a href="http://www.happyvi.com/"&gt;Daily List&lt;/a&gt; 29-&lt;a href="http://freedomgiver.blogspot.com/ripples-of-joy.blogspot.com"&gt;Life’s Journey&lt;/a&gt; 30-&lt;a href="http://www.gwapa84.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to my Crib&lt;/a&gt; 31-&lt;a href="http://freedomgiver.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Daily Walk With Bill &amp;amp; Gina&lt;/a&gt; 32-&lt;a href="http://vanniedosa.wordpress.com/"&gt;Me,Myself + 2&lt;/a&gt; 33-&lt;a href="http://vanniedosa.abomar.net/"&gt;Fun.Fierce.Fabulous&lt;/a&gt; 34-&lt;a href="http://michael-espinosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; 35-&lt;a href="http://berryscrappy.com/"&gt;BerryScrappy&lt;/a&gt; 36-&lt;a href="http://bloggerhappy.com/"&gt;BloggerHappy&lt;/a&gt; 37-&lt;a href="http://www.myplanetpurple.com/"&gt;My Planet Purple&lt;/a&gt; 38-&lt;a href="http://howellabie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our Journey to Life&lt;/a&gt; 39-&lt;a href="http://princessbela16.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Bela&lt;/a&gt; 40-&lt;a href="http://kaptyurd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaptyurd by Howell&lt;/a&gt; 41-&lt;a href="http://chateryn.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Simple Joys&lt;/a&gt; 42-&lt;a href="http://myswittooth.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Sweet Taste Of Life &lt;/a&gt;43-&lt;a href="http://swittreats.blogspot.com/"&gt; Bits and Pieces&lt;/a&gt; 44. &lt;a href="http://memsantiago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mem's Precious Moments&lt;/a&gt; 45. &lt;a href="http://mymugshots.blogspot.com/"&gt;mugshots&lt;/a&gt; 46. &lt;a href="http://brainymommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brainymommy &lt;/a&gt;47. &lt;a href="http://chsmpioneers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pioneers Band &lt;/a&gt;48.&lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya's Window&lt;/a&gt; 49.&lt;br /&gt;End here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you link up with us &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gwapasila.com/"&gt;Lutchi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lalaine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rojoyskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roche&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/7644904585293160884-8104096255722840436?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8104096255722840436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8104096255722840436' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8104096255722840436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8104096255722840436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/links-around-world.html' title='Links Around The World'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R96jgksgERI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sAwslcoU454/s72-c/children-holding-hands-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6642507442081187631</id><published>2008-03-17T14:44:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T12:11:03.954+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surfing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Green with Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the Storm.... Some are devastated and some are &lt;strong&gt;having the best of time&lt;/strong&gt;...I can't  fault them.&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green with envy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seeing this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="411" width="520"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4p3o3&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4p3o3&amp;v3=1&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="520" height="411" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4p3o3_big-surf-trestraou-10032008_extreme"&gt;Big Surf Trestraou 10-03-2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Suparoro"&gt;Suparoro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for sharing the video SUPARORO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wow those waves never did we have them before.They don't crumple quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often go to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plage de Trestraou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; specially on autumn season, because it's surfing time in our place. How in heaven's name i missed this one. &lt;em&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here it shows there always two side of the coin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6642507442081187631?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6642507442081187631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6642507442081187631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6642507442081187631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6642507442081187631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/green-with-envy.html' title='Green with Envy'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3647933260612407420</id><published>2008-03-17T12:55:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:25:38.477+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actuality'/><title type='text'>Late Reactor, we are.</title><content type='html'>Last week to be exact. We had a storm... Wind, it's 120 to 140 km/hr. It isn't unusual though, we been having it at least twice last year &lt;em&gt;(I think).&lt;/em&gt; People here are going their way to go to the coast to watch the waves clashing to huge boulders and etc..We as well would have gone off to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we were more worried about our little girl having influenza and the shed,he built for our woods. D'man was worried that it might not resist the blow. So we have shrugged the idea to be spectators. And just do the normal routine. Him to work &amp;amp; me looking after my little princess. By the way,She was a bit of a whiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then day goes by, normally on Wednesday Gab, my little boy should be going to his swimming class. But my friend called, telling me that the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yanous.com/pratique/tourisme/img/Bretagne/Forum5308.jpg"&gt;Forum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; where our boys go for swimming lesson got &lt;a href="http://s18.photobucket.com/albums/b131/isa92/TregastelTempeteMars2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ffa4082d.pbw"&gt;wracked&lt;/a&gt;. I couldn't believe that the outcome went that far. In my head, Oh non!!! I must have jinx the place on considering to go back on swimming. Its the only place here I could do my practice because the pools are heated through it I could defuse myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me wonder how hard was the hit really. So, I've started on checking on the net. &amp;amp; here is it. We were devastated how much damaged it have brought in our place. The beaches we proudly show-off to our visiting friends. Some cabins &amp;amp; walls eroded due to big splash of waves. And the bars that we patronized are also...been splashed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="336" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4oozf&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4oozf&amp;v3=1&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="336" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4oozf_tempete-a-tregastel-22_news"&gt;Tempête à Tregastel (22)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Breizhim"&gt;Breizhim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Breizhhim for posting his video in daily motion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lareine &amp;amp; Ana remember this place?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with calls &amp;amp; visitors we been having since Friday.. they were shocked that we didn't know and bother to see the storm nor look how it was. Them, who live so far have taken the time to see it. Their eyes were a bit wider in shocked that we didn't see it which they were almost under our noses. In some notion,they must have expected that it would be the dinner talks. Us showing our gathered videos or photos at least,but none of those were presented. So here our consolation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="336" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4odam&amp;amp;v3=1&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4odam&amp;v3=1&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="336" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4odam_tempete-ploumanach4_extreme"&gt;tempete ploumanac'h4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoyé par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/kerougan"&gt;kerougan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to this man taking the time to go there ,when we could have done for 5 to 8 minutes walk from our house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As apologetic as we are, we promised that we will be more vigilant and more informative next time. We see that we have really fallen into &lt;strong&gt;granny stage&lt;/strong&gt;. Only thankful that we have good friends go their way to make us more active and aware outside out shack. Candidly they are also reminding us our “&lt;em&gt;you owe me”&lt;/em&gt; a visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that, WE ARE SO GUILTY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3647933260612407420?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3647933260612407420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3647933260612407420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3647933260612407420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3647933260612407420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/late-reactor-we-are.html' title='Late Reactor, we are.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1858328145227777838</id><published>2008-03-13T08:57:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:25:36.590+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>The longest Human Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been tagged by&lt;a href="http://bogie2bogs.blogspot.com/"&gt; Bogie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as usual, I'm late on putting them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sorry." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9jegksgEPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Y2ROKb0tioQ/s1600-h/human%252Bline2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177132422849892594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9jegksgEPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Y2ROKb0tioQ/s200/human%252Bline2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the rule:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy the entire list and add your name on the person who tagged you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then tag at least 5 friends (but you can tag as many as you like) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and visit their blog to let them know you tagged them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abie - Journey to Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abie - MyPlanetPurple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kaptyurd by Howell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ChatAggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jacqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peachy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tet1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tet2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mem&lt;br /&gt;Bogie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you like to join me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Francine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gwapasila.com/"&gt;Lutchi&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/search/label/movie%20quotes"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1858328145227777838?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1858328145227777838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1858328145227777838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1858328145227777838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1858328145227777838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/longest-human-line.html' title='The longest Human Line'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9jegksgEPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Y2ROKb0tioQ/s72-c/human%252Bline2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8692710858914994076</id><published>2008-03-12T12:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:04:11.060+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9e8wEsgEMI/AAAAAAAAAGg/y0HfBcGO-MQ/s1600-h/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+la+Bourbansais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176813830765809858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9e8wEsgEMI/AAAAAAAAAGg/y0HfBcGO-MQ/s400/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+la+Bourbansais.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labourbansais.com/chateau_uk.php"&gt;Château de la Bourbansais &lt;/a&gt;built 16th century situated at Pleugueneuc, Bretagne. This vast estate have so much things to offer. Its actually good for a &lt;strong&gt;family outing&lt;/strong&gt;. Living in Bretagne give me a chance to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of putting the link,if in case some of you would like to visit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8692710858914994076?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8692710858914994076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8692710858914994076' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8692710858914994076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8692710858914994076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/wordless-wednesday-3.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #3'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9e8wEsgEMI/AAAAAAAAAGg/y0HfBcGO-MQ/s72-c/Ch%C3%A2teau+de+la+Bourbansais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1770490656411994059</id><published>2008-03-11T10:32:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:23:29.950+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>What's your Dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9XRKUsgEII/AAAAAAAAAGA/B0lXuSTJAxo/s1600-h/mini-SSA50465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176273322016510082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9XRKUsgEII/AAAAAAAAAGA/B0lXuSTJAxo/s200/mini-SSA50465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How I've tried not to start talking about food here... and now getting tag about it. Nevertheless, I should apologize to &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who have passed me this tag. Which it took me awhile to post it. I felt like explaining here. &lt;em&gt;"Sorry, hear me please."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time I found out she had tagged me. I was cooking our dinner as well for a friend surprise party. On the next day it was the party, then the day after some best friends visited us and lastly my little princess got sick. In Case that you wanna know, she's getting better. Hopefully I could throw her back to sch this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who doesn't know and doesn't care to know, I'm basically a slave in my kitchen. Its one of my diversion to escape becoming a loony. &lt;strong&gt;What?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;No, nothing fancy cooking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;em&gt; (How I wish!)&lt;/em&gt; I'm more like an experimentalist. Luckily, I have a lot of guinea pigs around me. Be rest assured, No one yet get hospitalized.I swear.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9XbiUsgELI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jnZTlc6OI8c/s1600-h/mini-St.Jacque.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176284729449648306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9XbiUsgELI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jnZTlc6OI8c/s320/mini-St.Jacque.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go further down the lane &amp;amp; talk more none senses. Let you have a peek on our plate. It was just a simple &lt;em&gt;scallop with fresh cream&lt;/em&gt; dashed with apple cider vinegar serve with steamed rice and a salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, its one of the best way to serve a fresh scallop. A quick pan fry with a semi-salted butter do the trick. I don't mind opening the shell by myself, but I can't stand to feel its' &lt;em&gt;“pulse”&lt;/em&gt; when I place it on the pan. Feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yap so long, let me pry to your dinner plate &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;Sheila&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://memsantiago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mem&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah&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/7644904585293160884-1770490656411994059?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1770490656411994059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1770490656411994059' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1770490656411994059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1770490656411994059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-your-dinner_11.html' title='What&apos;s your Dinner?'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9XRKUsgEII/AAAAAAAAAGA/B0lXuSTJAxo/s72-c/mini-SSA50465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2592506824311756845</id><published>2008-03-09T13:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:23:30.918+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linker Chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Linker chain</title><content type='html'>Thanks &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;LIZA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE all know that we need to get more links from one another join this linker chain.* To get more more traffic.* To increase technorati authority.* To get more back links.* To gain more friends around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First copy and paste the list below.&lt;br /&gt;Do not remove any content from the linker list.&lt;br /&gt;Just add One LUCKY NUMBER to your blogs.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like the concept...say no. :-/&lt;br /&gt;The main goal here is we are going to circulate our number of friends.&lt;br /&gt;The more people who will join the "LINKER CHAIN", the more links we can generate.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, write only ONE LUCKY NUMBER for your blogs...&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple and short, I know some of you have more than one blog.&lt;br /&gt;The color for the link should be only black, gray, or white, depending on your blog's theme. Please avoid using any color, ok ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds and thousands and millions only no more trillions for chrissake lol.....ok lets get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;a href="http://www.filipinolifeabroad.blogspot.com/"&gt;6966 &lt;/a&gt;2.) &lt;a href="http://www.asawakomahalko.net/"&gt;609&lt;/a&gt; 3.)&lt;a href="http://www.asawakomahalko.org/"&gt; 066&lt;/a&gt; 4.) &lt;a href="http://www.pinaylovestories.com/"&gt;066&lt;/a&gt; 5.) &lt;a href="http://www.usalifey.blogspot.com/"&gt;606&lt;/a&gt; 6.) &lt;a href="http://www.usawifey.blogspot.com/"&gt;669&lt;/a&gt; 7.) &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;699&lt;/a&gt; 8.)&lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;214&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9.) YOUR LUCKY NUMBER HERE!&lt;br /&gt;Now, your turn... &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/search/label/movie%20quotes"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bogie2bogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogie&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.blogspot.com/"&gt; Eds&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.graceysjournal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gracey&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2592506824311756845?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2592506824311756845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2592506824311756845' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2592506824311756845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2592506824311756845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/linker-chain.html' title='Linker chain'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3536024871804610750</id><published>2008-03-08T16:22:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:29:44.732+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Message in a bottle Meme</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bogie2bogs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bogie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are about to send a virtual Message In a Bottle across the Blog Ocean. Leave a message in the sand or on the bottle. Write anything you wish. Be a pirate or a poet. Serious or silly. Anonymous or not. What message would you like to send out to the universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9K2REsgEGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kR09-ToXrII/s1600-h/messageinbottleBLANKcopyright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175399326236545122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9K2REsgEGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kR09-ToXrII/s200/messageinbottleBLANKcopyright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Compose a message to place in your virtual bottle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Right click and SAVE the blank graphic below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Use a graphics program of your choice to place the message on the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Post the Message In a Bottle meme and your creation on your blog along with these rules.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Tag a minimum of 5 bloggers - or your entire blogroll - to do the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Notify them of the tag.Your virtual bottle will remain afloat in the blogosphere ocean for all blogernity (That’s a Mimism for blog + eternity.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9K3HksgEHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PaLA-nLUZ28/s1600-h/my_messageinbottle.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175400262539415666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9K3HksgEHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PaLA-nLUZ28/s200/my_messageinbottle.jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would be your message &lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eds&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.unpredictablelife.com/"&gt;Sexymom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mykisses.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Jan April &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah &lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, if you are tagged by me, go over to Mimi’s and ADD your site to her Mr. Linky list and place your blog’s name and url in a comment &lt;a title="Mimi Writes.......: Mimi's Message In a Bottle Meme" href="http://mimiwrites.blogspot.com/2008/02/mimis-message-in-bottle-meme.html" target="_blank" rel="dofollow"&gt;HERE TO LET MIMI KNOW YOU’VE COMPLETED THE MEME.&lt;/a&gt; Mimi will add it to the master list of message bottles.Email mimiwrites2005 at yahoo.com if you have questions.Participation is optional.Just remember she has a dungeon….and some of you are STILL there from the Band Meme. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-3536024871804610750?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3536024871804610750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3536024871804610750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3536024871804610750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3536024871804610750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/message-in-bottle-meme.html' title='Message in a bottle Meme'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9K2REsgEGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/kR09-ToXrII/s72-c/messageinbottleBLANKcopyright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1389524768658494765</id><published>2008-03-07T00:50:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:40:35.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Credit card and diamond,who can resist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9CERQTjkcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iAfxVLq07O4/s1600-h/bffgoldcard_gif.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174781403818332610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9CERQTjkcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iAfxVLq07O4/s200/bffgoldcard_gif.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I been showered with awards later...Don't question it, if I deserve it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know, I'm happier to know more wonderful &amp;amp; creative people in blogging and able to interact with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah_&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apple of The Eyes"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have been so generous to pass me her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Golden credit card&lt;/span&gt;... For a sign of newly found friendship which has been brightened up with diamonds.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9CFhATjkdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lCGrHBGQWQQ/s1600-h/woman%2527s%252Bworld%252Baward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174782773912900050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9CFhATjkdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lCGrHBGQWQQ/s200/woman%2527s%252Bworld%252Baward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does this say luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a shorts period to be in blogging, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel so rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... To have a &lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt; like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now,can you consider that I've been well credited &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/adornment-reflects-you.html"&gt;adorned&lt;/a&gt; with the right &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;(wink) &lt;/em&gt;Though, as much as I would like to swipe it &amp;amp; flaunt my diamond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These fortunes are too great to have it alone. I see more who could have this &lt;strong&gt;Credit card &amp;amp; Diamonds&lt;/strong&gt; to the like of &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/search/label/movie%20quotes"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lareine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;et&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Louna&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lalaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.com/"&gt;Eds&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://rojoy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rojoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even sharing them... I have kept the meaning of it... Friends Forever. Thanks Farah!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1389524768658494765?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1389524768658494765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1389524768658494765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1389524768658494765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1389524768658494765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/credit-card-and-diamondwho-can-resist.html' title='Credit card and diamond,who can resist?'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R9CERQTjkcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iAfxVLq07O4/s72-c/bffgoldcard_gif.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-5640256528559963806</id><published>2008-03-05T00:12:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:32:48.996+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R83ZwQTjkaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UpowQ_uXyIk/s1600-h/mini-musiquero%40gaudi_park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174030969952506274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R83ZwQTjkaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UpowQ_uXyIk/s400/mini-musiquero%40gaudi_park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy &lt;strong&gt;wordless wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; to all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-5640256528559963806?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/' title='Wordless Wednesday #2'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5640256528559963806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=5640256528559963806' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5640256528559963806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5640256528559963806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #2'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R83ZwQTjkaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UpowQ_uXyIk/s72-c/mini-musiquero%40gaudi_park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-7248812519180053487</id><published>2008-03-04T18:32:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:02:08.209+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R82IeWstmjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hLxHnxcJqr0/s1600-h/fab1-jane.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173941601989138994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R82IeWstmjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hLxHnxcJqr0/s320/fab1-jane.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moi?....ME?! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Rubbing eyes, once.... twice...)&lt;/em&gt; Is it really for me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://farahb.blogspot.com/2008/03/fab-blog-how-fabulous.html"&gt;FARAH&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I'm blushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woman&lt;/strong&gt; you really know how to turn me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ROSeY&lt;/span&gt;. I'll give you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gush&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....I'm running out of word. This is unusual.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R82JX2stmkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IdDpf_asSbg/s1600-h/fab2-jane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173942589831617090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R82JX2stmkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/IdDpf_asSbg/s320/fab2-jane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me.... FAB&lt;/strong&gt; wow!!! Oh, You meant &lt;strong&gt;my blog&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Big hug.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farahb.blogspot.com/2008/03/fab-blog-how-fabulous.html"&gt;Farah_Deen of "Apple Of The Eyes&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; , knowing that you deserved this award more than i do. So thankful that you have passed it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As much as &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to hoard it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm passing it to &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/search/label/movie%20quotes"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;Shiela&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://memsantiago.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mem&lt;/a&gt;. Blogs that I 'm fortunate to stumble and see that they deserve this award. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-7248812519180053487?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7248812519180053487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=7248812519180053487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7248812519180053487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/7248812519180053487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/moi.html' title=''/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R82IeWstmjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hLxHnxcJqr0/s72-c/fab1-jane.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-3091932191375581561</id><published>2008-03-03T19:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:19:02.988+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Friendship Award</title><content type='html'>I been fortunate today... ANOTHER award...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendship Award !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8xCd2WogiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s10fXJqREQg/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173583152515940898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8xCd2WogiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s10fXJqREQg/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It keeps me beaming. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This from a new blogger friend &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Liza&lt;/span&gt; “Mommy's Little Corner”, &lt;/span&gt;which I dearly wish goes further than that(blogging).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you so much&lt;/strong&gt;.( &lt;em&gt;Dear, dear... i'm having this crazy grin of Stitch.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This award i'm sharing it with my friends &amp;amp; to the one i would like to be friend with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To: &lt;a href="http://myhideaway04.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sic-infit.blogspot.com/search/label/movie%20quotes"&gt;Lareine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.syabilsania.blogspot.com/"&gt;Farah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.scatalan.com/"&gt;Sheila&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://dhanggitskitchen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dhanggit&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/7644904585293160884-3091932191375581561?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3091932191375581561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=3091932191375581561' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3091932191375581561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/3091932191375581561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendship-award.html' title='Friendship Award'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8xCd2WogiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s10fXJqREQg/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1475039321369494299</id><published>2008-03-03T14:46:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:08:22.886+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warning'/><title type='text'>Warning: There's another ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/warning" rel="tag"&gt;warning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From my last few entree, they are more on my self-reflective tone. And somehow, some good bloggers and friends. Have given me &lt;strong&gt;wonderful reviews&lt;/strong&gt;. I've taken them deeply, teething on it and beaming the whole day. So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK you so MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't consider myself as a writer. You see, I 've some grammatical errors and so on. No good with rules. Don't know why. I just keep on bending them to a point on break, too. So, its not my forte. getting appreciated on this is another thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;talking&lt;/strong&gt;, YES!!! I'm a &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah person&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;chatter box&lt;/strong&gt; by core. I could shift in second to another subject and go back after a minutes. Person in front of me would even wonder how a chimney(&lt;em&gt;smoker&lt;/em&gt;) like me, finds a way to talk without take a pause for breathe. And what more, relates life to food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few friends knew that I could be .. relevant &amp;amp; an EMO. A lot refused to see it because they preferred that I'm bubbly and insane carrying them to my waterloo. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(Down with the brow, pls.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, &lt;strong&gt;I've warned you.&lt;/strong&gt; So, expect the unexpected here... It's not a personality complex or somethin'.&lt;strong&gt;It's just me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:I'm open for critics&lt;/strong&gt;, but please if you'll be a hard ball...Can you wait until i have my doze of coffee &amp;amp; had my morning confession.then, everything is going to be taken in context.&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/warning" rel="tag"&gt;warning&lt;/a&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/7644904585293160884-1475039321369494299?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1475039321369494299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1475039321369494299' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1475039321369494299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1475039321369494299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/warning-theres-another-me.html' title='Warning: There&apos;s another ME.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2468485053083909159</id><published>2008-03-03T13:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:05:55.538+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Cool Cat Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8v1CWWoghI/AAAAAAAAAEU/olH3jqtPcOY/s1600-h/cool%252Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173498017674199570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8v1CWWoghI/AAAAAAAAAEU/olH3jqtPcOY/s320/cool%252Bcat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; A got my First Award from &lt;strong&gt;Sheila&lt;/strong&gt;. Deserving or not !!!! I'm keeping this COOL CAT AWARD. My first kitty... so cute, so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you, thank you..  I'm no good with speech, Sheila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though, I should pass her to the house of Lareine, Ana, Dhanggit (Hilda), Farah &amp;amp; Liza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People who inspires me on blogging...they deserve this CAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tagging you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2468485053083909159?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2468485053083909159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2468485053083909159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2468485053083909159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2468485053083909159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/03/cool-cat-award.html' title='Cool Cat Award'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8v1CWWoghI/AAAAAAAAAEU/olH3jqtPcOY/s72-c/cool%252Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8020526928842977078</id><published>2008-02-29T13:34:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:47:18.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Putting Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8gDMWWogcI/AAAAAAAAADs/tGS_yydIcx8/s1600-h/mini-sob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172387682728837570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8gDMWWogcI/AAAAAAAAADs/tGS_yydIcx8/s320/mini-sob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I been tiptoeing my way here. And thinking that I should be putting sense in my life. &lt;strong&gt;“Putting Sense”&lt;/strong&gt; what is it? I can't remember where or how I get these words. Has these phrase made me wiser to even think of it. Or just some presuming acquired wisdom happen to across by. Or maybe out of my waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the longest time, I been staring through my window. I see movements, people choosing direction &amp;amp; driving to it. And sometimes, someone even stopped by and drag me out from my self-imposed cell. And occasionally, I allowed them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I was having my child eye, &lt;strong&gt;Seeing, feeling &amp;amp; wondering...&lt;/strong&gt;what they want me to see? &lt;em&gt;My inner me asking... &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Should I see what they want me to see, or feel what they felt or just stop wondering and be drag by their flow. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, I'm back on my window. Look out to put sense to all these. My eyes are tired.... I shut it down. It jolt me. I see images of people I cared. A smile say it all. There's no used to putting sense. Because there, &lt;strong&gt;they are my SENSE&lt;/strong&gt;. I have them with me all this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8020526928842977078?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8020526928842977078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8020526928842977078' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8020526928842977078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8020526928842977078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/putting-sense.html' title='Putting Sense'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8gDMWWogcI/AAAAAAAAADs/tGS_yydIcx8/s72-c/mini-sob.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2393824168299243133</id><published>2008-02-26T19:06:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:11:37.651+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8RWRstWbKI/AAAAAAAAADk/0ZfBYuDNK3g/s1600-h/goddess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171353134187310242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8RWRstWbKI/AAAAAAAAADk/0ZfBYuDNK3g/s400/goddess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've chosen this as my Wordless Wednesday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for I don't only see a sculpted woman in granite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but a statue of a &lt;strong&gt;woman becoming a deity&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my own thinking,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All women have the essences of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a goddess of fertility&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guiding&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juno...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Devoted&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isis...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Protective&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Artemis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and having &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Unconditional Love”&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hestia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=maya&amp;amp;postid=27Feb2008&amp;amp;meme=ww" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blenza.com/linkies/graphic.php?owner=maya&amp;amp;postid=27Feb2008&amp;amp;meme=ww" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2393824168299243133?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2393824168299243133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2393824168299243133' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2393824168299243133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2393824168299243133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8RWRstWbKI/AAAAAAAAADk/0ZfBYuDNK3g/s72-c/goddess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-5922312854830382164</id><published>2008-02-26T15:48:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:49:30.943+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>D'man with his superlatives</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Superlatives :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;toujours&lt;/em&gt;(always),&lt;em&gt;jamais&lt;/em&gt;(never), &lt;em&gt;tout le temps&lt;/em&gt;(all the time), a&lt;em&gt;ucun(e)(&lt;/em&gt;nothing), &lt;em&gt;vraiment&lt;/em&gt;(very) and more... These are some of his word amplifications, always attached on his opinions. Which for me, it's a trigger to illuminate my facial lines. Nothing sightly about it. I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue between this wrecked couple is how some &lt;strong&gt;adverbs of frequency&lt;/strong&gt; have been misused or misplaced in their phrases. &lt;strong&gt;D'man&lt;/strong&gt; of this shack just love using them. At first, I thought he was just practicing his English.. &lt;em&gt;a la&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Word Power&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;baga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I myself have been acquiring the french equivalent of it. And hearing him using the french one.It can't be associated as a &lt;strong&gt;word power&lt;/strong&gt; drills any longer. For some time now, these practices are getting off hand. And it tickles my nasal to exhaust flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 've always thought, he's the accurate one between the two of us. A mathematical man. Now all, i can hear are exaggerations to the highest level (&lt;em&gt;ting..ting..ting&lt;/em&gt;). And worst, he has the believing tone along with it. How in heaven's name, I could argue with an upright nose? You tell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are times that I could actually give a heart-filled laugh when he's on his attacks of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"doomsday narration"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mode. how it amused me as a listener. But not when my humor abandons me due to lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even living together for many years. &lt;strong&gt;Acceptance of ways&lt;/strong&gt; still on process. There, I beg that you dont think i'm bashing him. I'm just stating that we have some probs or differences like normal couples, shallow or wacky it may sound. This states that we are not always inside our rosy blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should have just charged it to cultural differences or something.. and get a decent sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-5922312854830382164?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5922312854830382164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=5922312854830382164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5922312854830382164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5922312854830382164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/dman-with-his-superlatives.html' title='D&apos;man with his superlatives'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2346778690555526073</id><published>2008-02-21T14:33:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:04:42.698+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childish attack'/><title type='text'>My white nights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8qlTWWoggI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g9xzVvmPB5I/s1600-h/my_sally1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173128873825042946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8qlTWWoggI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g9xzVvmPB5I/s320/my_sally1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been weeks having my attacks &lt;em&gt;(insomnia).&lt;/em&gt;To a point that i voluntary gave-up my bed, for the sake of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Man of the house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have decent sleep. Or else, this shack will have &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two grumpy semi-adult brains&lt;/span&gt; running it. &lt;strong&gt;No good&lt;/strong&gt; at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my newly acquired sleeping quarter which I happily &lt;em&gt;(in some occasion)&lt;/em&gt; shared with my adopted &lt;strong&gt;Sally&lt;/strong&gt;. We're bonding great from watching TV and munching anything edible... to pass on our White Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes, I felt that she abused me by giving me those pleading looks to have my last slice of cheese. Darn, how I hate when I fell for it. Watching her nibbling my last piece of &lt;em&gt;roquefort&lt;/em&gt; and finishing it with a lick&lt;em&gt;(that did me!!)&lt;/em&gt;...&amp;amp; then throwing me the looks of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“ Can you fetch us more yummies ,pls.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The heck! if i'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Childishly i've turned off the screen. She took the queue that I'm in a bad mood. And her as always would marched gracefully out of my sight with the air of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“AS if I care.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Still, time to time making me notice that she isn't asleep and waiting for what she ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh non!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This mama is a hard ball,too&lt;/span&gt;. Off i go, had a feast with my eyes in &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dhanggit's kitchen&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Creampuff in Venice&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; From these bloggers, I scrolled down from their links of food lovers. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yummy, now I can slumber in my couch."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sorry with the typo or grammar error, still in the moon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2346778690555526073?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2346778690555526073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2346778690555526073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2346778690555526073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2346778690555526073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-white-nights.html' title='My white nights...'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R8qlTWWoggI/AAAAAAAAAEM/g9xzVvmPB5I/s72-c/my_sally1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4587233790335938479</id><published>2008-02-20T14:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:52:54.334+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><title type='text'>BEWARE what you asked for</title><content type='html'>I can't help not sharing this. This line just really have a deeper meaning to my Eldest son. Let me break our confidentiality as mom to son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back 4 yrs ago. He was in 5eme about to enter the adolescence age. Physical changing is on progress and noted..in terms of &lt;strong&gt;height and hairs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Him as an Asian or just in his genes had some little late on that growth. The year before that, he doesn't really mind, him different from others. It just, when he keeps on seeing in their locker room. How his peers having some &lt;strong&gt;baby mustache&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;bushes&lt;/strong&gt; down their belly button. And the talks of using razor &amp;amp; cream... where he can't reliates.Tick him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These must be really bothering him a lot to confine to me. I told him that it will come &amp;amp; not to worry. Then he told me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"mais(but) non, I keep on checking everywhere..... my arms, my legs, &amp;amp; nada in you know where. but I dont see them!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; At first, I thought of giving him cookies to calm him down. [ &lt;em&gt;Hey, its my first time dealing Ado&lt;/em&gt;.] I didn't. I took cookies for both of us and lifting his arm. Pointing to those &lt;strong&gt;microscopic hairs&lt;/strong&gt;, I see. Told him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" just wait, it will be darken soon."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;strong&gt;pep talks&lt;/strong&gt;. He's a bit calmer. But time to time... hearing him saying it loudly. How he felt bad. When girls told he shaves his legs or how his best friend caressing &amp;amp; saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“wow, your much softer than my girl friend.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Those makes him insecure about himself. I'm finding it hard not to laugh &amp;amp; cry at the same time. Coz i know that there's no recipe, i could find and cook to have those hairs appear.  He keeps on hoping &amp;amp; praying to have hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, 2 years passed, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God finally grant his wishes.&lt;/span&gt; He's taller than me now. Which he brags often as he could&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; And YES!!! &lt;strong&gt;the hairs&lt;/strong&gt; too... they are darker , longer &amp;amp; more. And the mustaches(&lt;em&gt;oh, boy!&lt;/em&gt;).. yeah, he has some baby ones ( not much).Enough for him to enjoy  having a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“shaving time”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to his heart content. You &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wanna know about the bushes&lt;/span&gt;, right? &lt;strong&gt;YES,&lt;/strong&gt; it was an event to this household. The first visible strand was &lt;strong&gt;celebrated &amp;amp; rejoiced&lt;/strong&gt;. And that was my last peek on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; the rest of hairs were badly distributed...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Imagine your knees got mustache...&amp;amp; the rest of your legs &amp;amp; arms are shiny...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how's that to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It becomes a laughing ground to us.(&lt;em&gt;Don't worry, he also see the humour of it&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as in NOW, he wants me to have a peek on his behind&lt;em&gt;.( I know, it's disturbing...)&lt;/em&gt;I didn't allowed him to strip off, it's enough to hear his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it.(&lt;em&gt;it also concerns hair misplaced&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beware what you asked for,&lt;/span&gt;K?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My last line to him before escaping to the kitchen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4587233790335938479?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4587233790335938479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4587233790335938479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4587233790335938479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4587233790335938479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/beware-what-you-asked-for.html' title='BEWARE what you asked for'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6398035054578629116</id><published>2008-02-20T11:11:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:56:47.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Gray can be grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7wDGctWbJI/AAAAAAAAADc/4AoJJa8MKC4/s1600-h/mini-embrace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169009881634991250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7wDGctWbJI/AAAAAAAAADc/4AoJJa8MKC4/s320/mini-embrace.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time of year..gray sky lurking in my horizon as often as I can count. It makes me a bit depressed &lt;em&gt;(Ok, a lot) &lt;/em&gt;from time to time. How this shade can play on my emotion. In some stage, I see &lt;strong&gt;Gray is equal to Depression.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Through, living here for 6 yrs have taught me... What is depression. How it sucks the life out of you and the most important of all,T&lt;strong&gt;o Know when not to lingers to your grayish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(depressing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mood&lt;/strong&gt;. Like I would have done before. No good would this feeling brings you. I tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, I 'm learning how to use gray in a positive way . As&lt;strong&gt; a fusion&lt;/strong&gt; to see what is &lt;em&gt;significant in my life&lt;/em&gt;. It gives me the time to slow my pace to review my deeds....And more, it helps me to illuminate the things I &lt;strong&gt;ought to see best.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6398035054578629116?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6398035054578629116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6398035054578629116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6398035054578629116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6398035054578629116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/gray-can-be-grace.html' title='Gray can be grace...'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7wDGctWbJI/AAAAAAAAADc/4AoJJa8MKC4/s72-c/mini-embrace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6147820336371975894</id><published>2008-02-18T23:38:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:45:34.798+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>A la Mode de Mardi Gras</title><content type='html'>My little Missy was so hyper arriving from School. I can hardly make up what she was stuttering about. All I could hear was fluctuating tone of excitement.I started frowning to a bouncing kid in front of me. It made her calm in seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started back from &lt;strong&gt;“Mama il faut que, je m'habille &lt;/strong&gt;(mumbling after.....) &lt;strong&gt;comme à Borcéliande, D'accord?&lt;/strong&gt; ( mama I must dress......like in Borcéliande,ok?) And me, magnifying effortlessly my facial line being asked&lt;strong&gt; Où est-elle,mama?(&lt;/strong&gt;where is it mama?)I stupidly asking &lt;strong&gt;Where's what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got slapped by &lt;strong&gt;“Don't you speak French, mama?”&lt;/strong&gt; With strong French accent...&lt;em&gt;Uh, that hurts!!! &lt;/em&gt;I was about to mimick her and gearing for the girlish fight. Then comes the Kuya.(elder brother)explaining it all to me. I finally understand what was the yackety-yak about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, with all these ramblings. She just wanted to tell me that they should be in deguisement (costume) &amp;amp; they are allowed to have &lt;em&gt;make-ups&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow for Fat Tuesday. Seeing her glowing with the prospect of being a medieval princess for a day. My cranky mood switch off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being a mama i tried to explain what is Mardi Gras (to a nearly 6 yrs. old). And finding out that it will not give any fruit at all. The only thing that makes her stay hearing my &lt;em&gt;"because of this ..because of that"&lt;/em&gt; is to know, if i'll put her my lipstick. Talking about fast growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any how, It reminds me of our festivals back home in Philippines. They are sometimes being conotated as Mardi Gras. How I wish, my kids would see them...parading in colorful costumes, painted faces, masked, powerful drumbeat with ingenuous dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...The Ati-atihan in Kalibo,Aklan... Sinulog in Cebu... Masskara Festival in Bacolod... Dinanghay in Iloilo. Most of this feast falls under the month of January, except for Masskara in October. Wow, it makes me smile.Nothing beats home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6147820336371975894?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6147820336371975894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6147820336371975894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6147820336371975894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6147820336371975894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/la-mode-de-mardi-gras.html' title='A la Mode de Mardi Gras'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1311920404329924927</id><published>2008-02-18T12:59:00.044+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:12:32.987+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Château de Tonquédec'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bretagne'/><title type='text'>The Ruins of  Tonquédec (TONKEDEG)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I'm waiting for some positive response from my sole prospective employer. I was indulging myself looking through my snapshots. Crossing with.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7nCQMtWbGI/AAAAAAAAADE/_t1JejA3yyA/s1600-h/mini-ch%C3%A2teau+de+Tonkedeg2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168375630929488994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7nCQMtWbGI/AAAAAAAAADE/_t1JejA3yyA/s320/mini-ch%C3%A2teau+de+Tonkedeg2_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chateau-tonquedec.com/"&gt;"Château de Tonquédec" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In breton, Its Tonkedeg. The Château dominates the valley of Léguer, west side of Côte d'Armor in Bretagne region. The Origin:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Viscount Prigent, the last known Viscount of Tonquedec, marries his eldest daughter to Geslin de Coetmen. Together the two begin the story of Tonquedec’s Lords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Geslin de Coëtmen, belongs to the family of the Dukes of Penthievre, a younger line of the Sovereigns of independent Brittany, and is the owner of Coetmen Castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;13th to 14th Centuries: From the 13th to the end of the 14th centuries the Viscounts of Tonquedec and Coëtmen are at the crusades."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;[These &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;coloured captions&lt;/span&gt; were taken from a couple, who happens to have more information about Tonquédec historical lines. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Thank you for filling up my curiosity and enriching my knowledge about Bretagne."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; In return, I've taken the liberty to promote their site.please click on the link. ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7lv68tWa-I/AAAAAAAAACE/1SW2BkyPcOs/s1600-h/mini-Ch%C3%A2teau+de+Tonqu%C3%A9dec+curtained.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168285105903791074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7lv68tWa-I/AAAAAAAAACE/1SW2BkyPcOs/s320/mini-Ch%C3%A2teau+de+Tonqu%C3%A9dec+curtained.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I vividly recall, how wonderful it made me feel touching those stones.It has proudly &lt;strong&gt;stood still&lt;/strong&gt; all this time. And even with moss, they seems more beautiful to me, rather than imagining it in its stage of glory. This &lt;strong&gt;ruin...&lt;/strong&gt; makes me see more than I could see in my life time. Histories have been written in every block of stones, it carries. Some historian may defer, who am I to argue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"All i know, I can't put words to how i feel about this place...for I admire how it stood by the time ."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1311920404329924927?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1311920404329924927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1311920404329924927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1311920404329924927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1311920404329924927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/ruins-of-tonqudec-tonkedeg.html' title='The Ruins of  Tonquédec (TONKEDEG)'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7nCQMtWbGI/AAAAAAAAADE/_t1JejA3yyA/s72-c/mini-ch%C3%A2teau+de+Tonkedeg2_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-5720265527368210123</id><published>2008-02-17T15:22:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:58:44.229+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>Sunday morning is such a drag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waking up on Sunday like some school day is not a personal choice. It has been forcefully imposed by my kids. I wish, I could reprogram my &lt;em&gt;little patrols(kids)&lt;/em&gt; to indulge themselves to stay in their beds until brunch time and sleeping like some angels. To avoid hearing them fighting over the remote control and &lt;em&gt;“who's-turn-who”&lt;/em&gt; to watch or pick channel. Worst of all, hearing &lt;em&gt;Sponge Bob&lt;/em&gt; sharing his &lt;em&gt;wit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Me, dreaming to have time to play &lt;em&gt;“tag of war”&lt;/em&gt; with blanket, after pulling out my white flag , then resigning by curling-up with hubby to warm me. (N&lt;em&gt;othing kinky thought please, Sunday morning,k.&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this mama doesn't have this luxury. Forced to be awake &amp;amp; dressed with an apron to start a day. Down we go,Whisking some flours &amp;amp; eggs.. for pancakes, Got to leave the coffee making to hubby (&lt;em&gt;self reminder&lt;/em&gt;) . He's not fun with my coffee, often tells me, it makes his nerve shaky. Too strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally loves it that way. Feeling that a big jolt is much needed to run this household. Or I 'll be outwitted by my &lt;em&gt;télétubbies&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, they still find a way how to outsmart me. And they do it so well. I know,This is something hard to swallow &amp;amp; ego bruising for mamas. Here my unsolicited tips.. laugh about it, don't take it personal and remember, you're not alone. And you may put me on your list. Certified wrecked Maman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, wish to be in bed still... rather then feel sorry later on, reading these blahblahs... &lt;em&gt;pardon&lt;/em&gt; na lang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-5720265527368210123?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5720265527368210123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=5720265527368210123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5720265527368210123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/5720265527368210123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-morning-is-such-drag.html' title='Sunday morning is such a drag'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1717312815735730913</id><published>2008-02-17T13:12:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:29:14.053+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Big Persona @ play?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here me, playing &lt;em&gt;my dear wifey&lt;/em&gt; role, Watching and hearing the recaps of &lt;strong&gt;news &lt;/strong&gt;about the BIG PERSONA in France &amp;amp; from hubby twitting mood about him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't help thinking that&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; how the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (you know who,right?) so dynamically playing with his newly&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acquired wand &lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;To me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he seems loving it. &lt;strong&gt;Wagging and dropping&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some new spells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in different sectors, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; poor operators &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(law enforcers) &lt;em&gt;getting confused how to&lt;strong&gt; interject &lt;/strong&gt;the&lt;strong&gt; new magical spell given.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Wondering me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Is he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;boldly playing god&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Reviving historical pains to 10 yr. old eyes. What good does it brings to them (children)? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or he's still on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;transition of a newlywed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So Obliging and Giving. He might have felt the needs to bring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (offerings) to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every doors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, he &lt;strong&gt;knocks ... &lt;/strong&gt;Or is he merely a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loud thinker?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Perhaps, people should have &lt;strong&gt;wait a lot longer&lt;/strong&gt; before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;printing and pinning it on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for public eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1717312815735730913?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1717312815735730913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1717312815735730913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1717312815735730913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1717312815735730913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-persona-play.html' title='Big Persona @ play?!'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1108730105873400626</id><published>2008-02-15T14:22:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T14:14:26.366+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><title type='text'>Friday should never be confusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Normally, i should be running up &amp;amp; down with rag &amp;amp; broom in hand. After setting on all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mechanical helps &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt; laundry &amp;amp; dish washer, dyer &amp;amp; etc... &lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; working for me. Can't help to &lt;strong&gt;THANK&lt;/strong&gt; those &lt;strong&gt;INVENTORS&lt;/strong&gt; making my life easier." &lt;strong&gt;Praise you people.&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;If some inventors happen to lost their way here, " Can you please invent some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAGIC WAND&lt;/span&gt;." Pretty sure, I can handle the &lt;em&gt;pointing thing&lt;/em&gt;, that's where I'm good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh non, need to do the ironing... doing grocery list...and pack for my little boy, while thinking what plate should i put on our table tonight.. Well, should say that i did the switching &lt;em&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;ON &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; and cleaning the salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guys, i'm allowing you to image me with &lt;strong&gt;an APRON&lt;/strong&gt; but omit the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lacey thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my head, please. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stepford Wives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;persona&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;Not bad&lt;/em&gt;, but to be more realistic, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't envision me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OVER-indulging &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(wink) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wifey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and gifted with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bumpers and humps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tell you, &lt;strong&gt;don't mind having them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, i should be doing those to prepare my weekend. So that, Monday won't be so miserable first start of the week. Having 3 monsters who are cuties when asleep. Sometimes, these monsters becomes 4 (&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;, lovey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Instead, Here I am with my &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;top,writing &amp;amp; figuring how to launch my blog into the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;world. Adding those funny gadgets.. Just amazing. When i did things right, but most of the time, spend on grinding my teeth out of frustration. I ended up asking, " &lt;em&gt;Where do i go from here?&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Wvd8tWa9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/OSqG1cZq2Zg/s1600-h/what+u+think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167229076524919762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Wvd8tWa9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/OSqG1cZq2Zg/s320/what+u+think.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blog for dummies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, should be dummier ...f&lt;strong&gt;or my sake&lt;/strong&gt;. Hubby &amp;amp; friends knew, that I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO comprendo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;with computer. Lately, the &lt;em&gt;copy &amp;amp; paste&lt;/em&gt; become my fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got to go....SEEing the list? They are adding up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1108730105873400626?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1108730105873400626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1108730105873400626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1108730105873400626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1108730105873400626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-should-never-be-confusing.html' title='Friday should never be confusing'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Wvd8tWa9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/OSqG1cZq2Zg/s72-c/what+u+think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-2240770906735674903</id><published>2008-02-14T16:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T17:09:35.602+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotion'/><title type='text'>To Hubby,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Rk_ctWa3I/AAAAAAAAABM/wFTIC03CnFI/s1600-h/spices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166865713701743474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Rk_ctWa3I/AAAAAAAAABM/wFTIC03CnFI/s400/spices.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou'&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;em&gt;m&lt;strong&gt;y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;PI&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;E&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ith&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;em&gt;an&lt;/em&gt;d.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-2240770906735674903?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2240770906735674903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=2240770906735674903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2240770906735674903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/2240770906735674903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-hubby.html' title='To Hubby,'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Rk_ctWa3I/AAAAAAAAABM/wFTIC03CnFI/s72-c/spices.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-6672505005345029675</id><published>2008-02-13T15:21:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:01:32.307+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><title type='text'>Letting go, your BUDDY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Another day to start. Hubby &amp;amp; kids are out &amp;amp; me staring at my "&lt;em&gt;need to do&lt;/em&gt;" list. Telling that, I should clean our bureau preparing it for a facial-lift. Almost raced to the second floor with a coffee mug &amp;amp; tobacco in hand. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Stunned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, what lays on a 5 m² room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chaos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asking myself&lt;/em&gt;, why did I CALL this a bureau ? Ooh, coz it got a 2 processors with one monitor, printer, office table with a pitiful chair &amp;amp; bunch of files clattered. Other than that…nothing more, Just… &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"&gt;junks, boxes, a cabinet with a broken handle&lt;/span&gt;, some travel souvenirs and funny photos of my kids hanging on the wall with a draft of &lt;strong&gt;late 60's wallpaper&lt;/strong&gt;, inherited from it's former owner. If it's floral. I won't mind, Got a heart of a hippy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;strong&gt;summoning the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;courage&lt;/strong&gt; to get me started. It's nowhere to be found. Slowly, letting myself be seated, rolling my tobacco to calm me down. Well, a minute to check my email won't hurt. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Another eye popping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Sh.., am I that lazy?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Let's not answer that one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Anyway, got loads to do."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Only justification i could come up. I continued scrolling down, away from &lt;strong&gt;special offer&lt;/strong&gt;, to see if someone loves me enough to write me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Slowly.... slowly..... and freeze….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then a helicopter sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"PC is thinking."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hubby would normally say. So, what else to do but &lt;strong&gt;wait.&lt;/strong&gt; Minutes pass and go....pass and go... What's more? Hearing, my &lt;strong&gt;old buddy Computer&lt;/strong&gt; working its way with &lt;strong&gt;more intense buzzing&lt;/strong&gt; sound this time.And me getting annoyed seeing a &lt;strong&gt;Sign of aging just screaming&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Pressing question is back. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Weighing hard&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Should I let it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Imagination works…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My best buddy being crashed &amp;amp; compacted with some other unwanted PC. Conscience says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cruel! Where's your heart, B? You were buddies since you've stepped on this soil."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thinking what can be done. Even, hubby can't doctored it. The Sound is almost deafening. Then, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silence falls.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;tic... tac...tic...tac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can't make up my mind. Refuse to see that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My BUDDY is gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-6672505005345029675?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6672505005345029675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=6672505005345029675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6672505005345029675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/6672505005345029675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/letting-go-your-buddy.html' title='Letting go, your BUDDY.'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-4327794349097478830</id><published>2008-02-11T16:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T15:06:55.403+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Adornment reflects you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Bq9MtWa1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CmyyXfpKqdY/s1600-h/Maya%27s+henna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746372209961810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Bq9MtWa1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CmyyXfpKqdY/s320/Maya%27s+henna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adornments are so many in forms, arts, colors and…. are not just making someone stunning or fashionable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s a fragment of unstated self-reflection as an individual, within cultural background, beliefs, social status and more…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also it shows individual’s adaptation of something new that pleases personal taste. Consider as growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It also helps how to project emotion. We often see people metamorphosing through adornments. Showing a part of our personality on how we adorn ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, it doesn’t fully defines a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Gifted with having vision, this adornment can be tricky… it could put someone particular category personalized by the looker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, what matters most is, Are you happy what you’re wearing now? If &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;, then flaunt it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-4327794349097478830?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4327794349097478830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=4327794349097478830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4327794349097478830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/4327794349097478830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/adornment-reflects-you.html' title='Adornment reflects you?'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7Bq9MtWa1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CmyyXfpKqdY/s72-c/Maya%27s+henna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-389473972230559739</id><published>2008-02-11T10:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:55:52.449+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sung Jung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couple&apos;s life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acceptance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fingerpicking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexion'/><title type='text'>Fingerpicking, picks my nerves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To those who doesn’t know fingerpicking, it’s a technique for playing some stringed instruments using fingertips or fingernails instead of a pick (plectrum). It creates new sound… highlighting notes &amp;amp; so on. You must be wondering why praise something that picks my nerve. So contradicting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tell you what. A bit of hubby’s other love. His guitar. A passion that I should be supportive, but no, I’m not. Though, I’ve given a hand to earn a bit passion like his. Yet, I’m having difficulties hearing it every time his at home. Playing his favorite guitarist so loud just irks me. Restoring on locking myself in my domain which is kitchen. Still, it’s high pitch find its way piercing my eardrums. Even brain humming my mantra doesn’t work. Plus, seating in a hard stool, just crack me more. Self-imposed detention, won’t recommend it. Gotto think fast before this becomes an issue once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Putting on my thinking cap.(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think...think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) Voila, a headphone! Next level will be how to suggest it without triggering sensitive spot or would it be wise to give it as valentine present? What a romantic gist.( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) Evoking an undesirable howling in Valentine’s Day makes it's bloody red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jotting this down… is not meant to paint black on both of us. Merely showing that even we share great love to one another, doesn’t mean that, we favor the same thing. Individual living together have to learn to accept or mend its differences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ps: to those who love Fingerpicking check this kid named &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jungsungha"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sungha Jung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from South Korea. He is amazing.(&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not in payroll,just stating,k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) He deserved to be Known in his craft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-389473972230559739?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/389473972230559739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=389473972230559739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/389473972230559739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/389473972230559739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/fingerpicking-picks-my-nerves.html' title='Fingerpicking, picks my nerves'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-8764162076309084547</id><published>2008-02-09T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:30:55.008+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wondering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Want some Lollipop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can’t say that I’m engrossed with political issue here. Handling a profound discussion on this subject shouldn’t be cast on my direction. Yet, with little glimpse of news and as an audience from hubby &amp;amp; his family analyzing current events, sometimes hearing heated debates. My unsolicited speculation forms that, the &lt;strong&gt;new President&lt;/strong&gt; addresses the people like &lt;strong&gt;some children&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i96GH3P719Y&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i96GH3P719Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pacifying them with lollipop to stop from whining. Soothing effect follows…. Then, the lollipop will be revoke. Does HE (president) see them in diaper? I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And for the video, Thank you so much&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;POMARETTO&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-8764162076309084547?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8764162076309084547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=8764162076309084547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8764162076309084547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/8764162076309084547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/want-some-lollipop.html' title='Want some Lollipop'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7644904585293160884.post-1409206539984239042</id><published>2008-02-08T09:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:12:44.219+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inner thoughts'/><title type='text'>First Plunge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It is normally so simple to plunge in. Yet, when we took time weighing our moves... its pros and cons, and then, it become so impossible to dive in. I speak about how I have sheltered my life here in France. I took time to acclimate. Not even knowing that by taking those times, I have lost a part of me. My nerve and self-esteem seems in the past now. There, I affirmed. The deafening impact of these written thoughts awakens me. What‘s left to do? Take the first plunge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7WjrstWa8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbZIwXIOrEU/s1600-h/where+doi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167216118608587714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7WjrstWa8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbZIwXIOrEU/s320/where+doi.jpg" width="405" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [&lt;em&gt;Thought of this photo, i took from "&lt;a href="http://www.bretagne.com/fr/tourisme/visiter/monuments_et_musees/cotes_d_armor/abbaye_de_beauport"&gt;ABBEYE DE BEAUPORT&lt;/a&gt;" in Paimpol, Bretagne 3 yrs. ago. Should revisit it,to see the progress of its restoration.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7644904585293160884-1409206539984239042?l=mayaswindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1409206539984239042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7644904585293160884&amp;postID=1409206539984239042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1409206539984239042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7644904585293160884/posts/default/1409206539984239042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayaswindow.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-plunge.html' title='First Plunge'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15925481977178577524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R68hgstWazI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4m3yMHn9leE/S220/h%C3%A9nn%C3%A9+pia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bfDZKjULlvo/R7WjrstWa8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DbZIwXIOrEU/s72-c/where+doi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
