<?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-3796491926210816564</id><updated>2011-11-28T03:55:23.631+03:00</updated><category term='Personalize Homepage'/><category term='forgiving'/><category term='Pink stuff'/><category term='72 hour kit emergency preparedness'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Foot care'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Foot Scrub'/><category term='Date'/><category term='Proposition 8'/><category term='shopping tips'/><category term='Family Bonding'/><category term='Love at home'/><category term='Home adventures'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Baby laugh'/><category term='Foot Soak'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='Baby Heavenne'/><category term='Beauty tips'/><category term='Household stuffs'/><category term='Counsel From Church Leaders'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='forgetting'/><category term='Virtue'/><category term='Relieve Stress'/><category term='Father and daughter'/><category term='Lesson-Gossip'/><category term='Earn money'/><category term='Facial'/><category term='Salt'/><category term='Kenji'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='Saudi life'/><category term='Success'/><category term='Family home evenings'/><category term='Chicken soup recipe'/><category term='Hevyn'/><category term='i-phone'/><category term='Plants in Saudi'/><category term='Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog'/><category term='Time'/><category term='My Faith'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Modesty'/><title type='text'>PINK, PURPLE and ANYTHING</title><subtitle type='html'>A mother's blog about anything and everything....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-7986438386769126691</id><published>2011-08-02T15:19:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:02:25.183+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hevyn'/><title type='text'>House Encounters</title><content type='html'>Motherhood can really be rewarding, sometimes frustrating, but most of the time humorous. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm on my third trimester, I can't help but sometimes fall asleep on the couch while Heavenne is playing around. But I noticed that her daily adventures in the house is progressing a lot to new level each day- or how should I say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four days ago, while Kenji and I were preparing dinner we noticed how quiet she is playing inside our room. However we never thought of checking what's going on, because we're used to expect the "tornado disaster" which makes it acceptable and normal for us. But I suddenly feel like I need to lie down on the bed for a while, so I got inside the room and noticed nothing different. After a while she came to me on the bed and showed some drawings on a piece of paper. I showed her my appreciation for her talent and gave some applause. She got so excited and told me how she liked to paint also, I said that's good we'll try painting sometimes. Then I thought that was the end of it, but she got more excited and said, "look I already did some paintings there, see? is it beautiful?" while pointing on the opposite wall. To my surprise, she used some lip gloss and lipstick and did some scribbling with it. I almost screamed, but she managed to cover my mouth quickly. Well we got so lucky on this disaster because our chemist knows how to remove stains from lipstick and lip gloss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I just fell asleep on our couch after having lunch. When I woke up, I was totally surprised to find a little creature with eye shadow of purple and matching nail polish on toe nails and finger nails too. You wouldn't guess, but if she used the lip gloss and lipstick to scribble on the wall, this time she used the permanent marker for her make up and nail polish. Anyway, she greeted me right away when she saw me opened my eye in astonishment, "Isn't it beautiful?" while posing so I can see clearly her work of art. Anyway, that is just the first, I'm still counting. I was chatting with my sister and she's back playing with her toys in the room again. Suddenly she called me and said she'll stay there and just play with her toys, and I said ok. Again after few minutes she came out of the room, dressed in layers of clothes which is not unusual, she sat on the couch and said she's baking cakes for us. Then I said ok again, and she run back on our room, and came back with lots of baby powder mixed with water on her cooking utensil toys- that's it, her very own cake recipe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still be counting, but this time I'll pay close attention to prevent humorous disasters, the day is not yet over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-7986438386769126691?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/7986438386769126691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=7986438386769126691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7986438386769126691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7986438386769126691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2011/08/house-encounters.html' title='House Encounters'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-6330206251811449596</id><published>2011-07-27T13:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T07:44:45.272+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>Choices! A simple word, a verb that's always present, every second, minute, hour, and day of our life. When I was young, I had this feeling that I'm tired of studying, and I'm very eager to finish my education because I thought by then when I got a job I'll be freed from making choices and I could just live  my life the way I envisioned it. WRONG! Being a grown up doesn't mean I'd be free from making choices and tests. As grown up, you'll be given more privilege and more responsibility to make choices. The choices we're faced kind of evolves too, the younger we are the choices are simple and it gets more complicated as we age. However there is a beauty in it, it is indeed a privilege and a gift to us. Right choices will make us happy and happier, wrong choices makes our life miserable and lead us to more problems and more complicated life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In marriage, it is not enough to make one right choice. When we are young we are encouraged to make the right choice of marrying in the temple. But if we wanted a happy family life, we must understand that it does not only begin and end in the temple marriage ceremony. As we live our life, we are faced with many choices, often hard to make, hard to contemplate, hard to figure out what is right or wrong thing to do. And some of the most difficult choices often involves timer, when your timer's up and you haven't made your choice you don't only forfeit the possible score of being happy but you also have to face the consequence as if you made the wrong choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choice can be a privilege to live a happy life, or it can be a hard task that could lead to devastation or miserable life. The way we take each choice determines how we should feel in the end. It determines our integrity as a person. Adversity is very cunning and will always try to tempt us or beguile us to choose wrong, but I'm grateful for the guiding principles given to us or the so called "standards" which guides us as we make some of the most important choices in our lives. The courage to make right choices in spite of what others may think, or say about us will make us feel proud and happy for our choices in the long run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love and adore the story about the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2002/10/the-greatest-generation-of-missionaries?lang=eng"&gt;2000 stripling warrior&lt;/a&gt;s. this is how they were described:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(47, 57, 58); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(47, 57, 58); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“They were exceedingly valiant for courage, and also for strength and activity; but behold, this was not all—they were men who were true at all times in whatsoever thing they were entrusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(47, 57, 58); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p uri="/general-conference/2002/10/the-greatest-generation-of-missionaries.p5" class="" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“Yea, they were men of truth and soberness, for they had been taught to keep the commandments of God and to walk uprightly before him” (&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/53.20-21?lang=eng#19" class="scriptureRef" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(72, 111, 174); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Alma 53:20–21&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to think these warriors were young, inexperienced, and yet they fought with so much courage, faith and they were men of integrity. And through the way they conducted themselves, they frightened even their enemies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The courage to make right choices is not dependent on age or any other status. It is a gift given to all of us no matter how young, or whatever our educational attainment maybe. From the choices we make we reap the consequences, and that will determine wherever we're going be it the right path to happiness and success or the path that leads to misery- it takes courage,  its all our decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-6330206251811449596?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/6330206251811449596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=6330206251811449596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6330206251811449596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6330206251811449596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2011/07/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8697379888800754649</id><published>2011-07-02T15:07:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T13:08:20.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants To Be Rich?</title><content type='html'>If you ask people to raise their hands if they want to be rich, everyone will raise their hand. If you ask them who wants to receive money everyone will raise their hand. If you ask them who wants to work and earn money some will raise their hand. And still if you ask them, who wants to work hard to earn money, only few will raise their hand.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was young, I remember a story often told by my mother. It's about a red hen who found a grain of corn ready to be planted. She then asked her household members (A pig, a duck, and a cat)  to help her plant the corn seeds, but no one dared to help her and they  said they were all busy. So she planted the corn seeds by herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it was time to water the corns, she asked her household again, "who wants to help me water the plants?", but no one dared help her, they all said they have things to do and they were busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The red hen did a great job taking care of the corn plants, and soon it was ready for harvest. She asked her household again if they could help her harvest the corn. But everyone said they can't help her and they have things to do. So the red hen, harvested all the corn and brought it in their kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day, she told her household members that she finished harvesting the corn and it is ready to be cooked. She asked them again who wants to help her cook the corns, the pig, the duck and the cat all said they were busy and can't help her in the kitchen. So the red hen cooked the corn by herself. And as soon as she's finished cooking she said, "its time to eat", and the kitchen smelled so good. The household members gathered together in the kitchen, the pig, duck, and cat. All of them wants to join with the red hen eat the delicious meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard work is a virtue. We cannot expect to be rich by the end of the year without hard work. Although adversity is very cunning, easy earned money which includes those from gambling will never give us the happiness and fulfillment from the rewards we get for working hard. I still believe that we are because of what we do, our choices, hard work, and perseverance are some of the things that determines success and happiness in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone wants to be successful but only few becomes such. The problem with many is that they know what they wanted to be but they fail to establish their course by working hard on how to get to their goal. They know what they want and yet they feel its "too hard" and find many excuses not to finish what they've started, and some are even too lazy to start it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is beauty in work, there are lots of joy after work. As a mother, I discovered the limitless opportunity to use the hand and the mind, and it does bring so much joy to be able to create something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much opportunity to work, if we would open our minds and learn to love the beauty of hard work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They said there is no royal road to education, and I believe the same thing is true with success. There is no easy way to be successful. Those who attained success are the ones who truly learned to love work, and who have forsaken idleness.  We can find so much excuses not to work  just like the cat, duck and the pig in the story, and in the end find ourselves starving. While those who worked really hard can enjoy something good and special, just like the red hen, from their hard work by the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Without hard work nothing grows but weeds".-G. Hinckley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-8697379888800754649?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8697379888800754649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8697379888800754649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8697379888800754649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8697379888800754649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-wants-to-be-rich.html' title='Who Wants To Be Rich?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-5333524386139892921</id><published>2011-06-04T15:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T16:43:59.762+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virtue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>Training Our Little Girl To Be Modest</title><content type='html'>Its been more than a year since my last post. Anyway some updates, Heavenne and I are back in Jeddah since November 2010 and we're expecting a baby boy soon, we found it out Dec. 27 - and considers it as the best gift of 2010 to our family. Although Hevyn is telling she really wants a baby sister,with a serious face, she has now accepted the fact that its a boy unlike before when she would sob every time we explain to her its a boy and not a girl. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a grown up girl now, we think she is, and she always surprises us with her humor and thoughts. Training and teaching her is becoming a real challenge now that she's learned to reason out. Most of the time she wants to do things herself, this is what we often hear from her, "I can do it by myself". Yes, she does most of the things by herself now, she wants to take a bath alone and wash herself; change her own clothes countless times a day; and use the computer, she even claims that the laptop is hers since the time she asked Kenji if she could have it, who noded and said yes because he didn't thought that her daughter is asking it seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few nights ago, we decided that we need to take a walk outside and Heavenne dressed up, as usual she picked her own dress. Kenji noticed that the dress is cute but too sexy, which I thought would be just fine because it's really humid outside. While the little girl is looking at herself in the mirror, posing this way and that which is cute for a little girl. The father decided we need to talk to the little girl and ask her to put something that would cover her back and arms and its not too early to teach a child how to dress modestly- and I agree with him. Thumbs up daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what happened to the fashion now. Most girls would take modesty as old fashion. I highly respect those girls who could keep their way of clothing modest and still be fashionable. The way we dress up outside does reflect on our virtue and our values as an individual. When we watched the wedding of Kate Middleton and Prince William, I noticed and adored how the royal family has preserved the elegance and modesty when it comes to fashion. That's the fashion that many women forgot as they cling to fads.  I don't think the world needs to dictate what is beautiful based on how much we reveal our bodies. The high cost of textiles nowadays might also be the reason, but the value of each square inch on our body is worth covering too, and far more expensive than what you will spend on every yard of textile. Beauty is within every woman, it is in the way she conducts herself around people, it is in the words that comes out of her mouth, it is in her pure thoughts, and in the skills and talents she strive to develop, and it is on how she considers her body as a temple of God, how she treats it with respect and take care of her health. The way we dress sends a message to the world how much we value ourself, and our body. The rich and wise man doesn't flaunt with his treasures as he walk down the street, else he'll end up being robbed by it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana; line-height: 15px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;“Prophets of God have always counseled His children to dress modestly. The way you dress is a reflection of what you are on the inside. Your dress and grooming send messages about you to others and influence the way you and others act. When you are well groomed and modestly dressed, you invite the companionship of the Spirit and can exercise a good influence on those around you. …&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="58" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;“Immodest clothing includes short shorts and skirts, tight clothing, shirts that do not cover the stomach, and other revealing attire. Young women should wear clothing that covers the shoulder and avoid clothing that is low-cut in the front or the back or revealing in any other manner. Young men should also maintain modesty in their appearance. All should avoid extremes in clothing, appearance, and hairstyle. Always be neat and clean and avoid being sloppy or inappropriately casual in dress, grooming, and manners. Ask yourself, ‘Would I feel comfortable with my appearance if I were in the Lord’s presence?’ ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;For the Strength of Youth&lt;/em&gt; (pamphlet, 2001), 14–16.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song about virtue sang by Jenny Phillips is for our daughter, I hope you will find your way on it, and find your own way being beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7NmXSY5C-2g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-5333524386139892921?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/5333524386139892921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=5333524386139892921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5333524386139892921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5333524386139892921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2011/06/training-our-little-girl-to-be-modest.html' title='Training Our Little Girl To Be Modest'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7NmXSY5C-2g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-6876205937889433085</id><published>2010-06-04T08:53:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:33:53.961+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The X-expat Life</title><content type='html'>Two days ago, I dreamed I was still in KSA, doing my daily routines in the house. Its hard to think that we're no longer living there, although the future gives a brighter hope for our small family. The place we used to call home is miles away and we're far from going back there or living in the same house if ever we got the chance to go back there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hevyn would still ask at times to go home, and we knew what she meant by that. Life seems very strange now, and it feels like our small family of three is floating homeless in our own country while we wait for our next destination wherever that maybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some who thinks that the life of an expat or OFW family is easy and would define it as comfort. Yet there are many sacrifices unseen by many who do not understand what it's like to live in a foreign land, adhere to their culture, and leave the place or places you've once called home. I envy the Filipinos who has the chance to stay and fortify with what they have. They don't have to leave anything behind, they don't have to move to a new place every now and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, the most important lesson I learned is to hold on together as family no matter what happens and wherever the Lord brings us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With whatever we have, the only way to be happy is to recognize and be grateful for the smallest blessing we are enjoying no matter how different our life maybe from what we desire it to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-6876205937889433085?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/6876205937889433085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=6876205937889433085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6876205937889433085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6876205937889433085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2010/06/x-expat-life.html' title='The X-expat Life'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1322032205023886950</id><published>2010-05-13T10:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:29:43.100+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudi life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Leaving and Living</title><content type='html'>In less than a week our family will be leaving Saudi Arabia for good. And although living here may sound so tight for me, having to wear abaya and everything that prohibits a woman from doing so many things, I surely will miss this place. This has been our home for the last three years and I sooo love being here. I love the way it makes me feel safe, and respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my daughter will ever remember living here, but this is the place where she was born. It seems like she doesn't have a clue why there are many boxes scattered in the house that was once neat and tidy looking. I know she will miss it here, her playmates and good friends. The place where many of her first first happened, first birthday, first step, first everything. And because its not that easy to come over here for a visit unless a family member works here, I'm not so sure if she or our family will ever see the place again. But the memories will always stay with us, this had been our home, our first home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to Al Rashid Mall to buy some stuffs and to take Hevyn for some rides in the amusement. We had good time, Hevyn rode the carousel which is her favorite. And before we went home we also had some pictures taken at a booth. We had a great quality time together and we're all tired by the time we got home, and we realized we forgot to buy the stuffs that we came for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we go after this, will be another adventure for our small family. And as we leave, the memories will continue to live in our hearts with our friends that we also call our family in Saudi Arabia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-1322032205023886950?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1322032205023886950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1322032205023886950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1322032205023886950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1322032205023886950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2010/05/leaving-and-living.html' title='Leaving and Living'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2451122558306337871</id><published>2010-04-24T00:15:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T01:37:40.829+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgetting'/><title type='text'>A Burden Not Ours To Carry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:weoreV9gvOAIEM:http://seegers.lccharities.org/photos/Devotions/June%25202007/2007%252006%252005%2520Forgiveness%25202.jpg" /&gt;I realized I haven't updated my blog for almost a year, and maybe it's time to redeem it.   Although I've been quite busy taking care of my baby who is now a little girl, I do miss the times when I simply feel like posting something here and I find time to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the last year, I have to admit, I felt terribly hurt by some people who I trusted, some people I almost consider as my family. My hubby who is my very best of best friends know everything about this and he's been the shoulder I cried on to for so many months, I'm more than grateful for having him, for his patience and counsels to help me get through this. He would always remind me to let things go, forget, and forgive, I would agree that he is right. And I also thought I had forgiven these people, but now I think I didn't. There were times I still feel terribly bad about what they did, and I would find reasons and excuses why they did it but could not find comfort in doing so. Why can't I just forgive and forget just like a child. My PPD added to what happened brought so much sadness and tears that I've been trying to conceal from those people around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of months ago, I  asked my hubby, why would the Lord command us to forgive our neighbor seventy times seven, we're not the one who sinned why give the commandment to us? Why not command those people to ask forgiveness to those they hurt? And why forgive if they haven't ask for forgiveness? Its not making much sense, because first of all you aren't the one who did wrong, its actually you who were hurt. And just as I ponder about it, I understood why. We were asked to forgive because the burden of the sin of other people isn't for us to carry. It's something we don't deserve to carry after all. Maybe that's why we are always counseled to "for&lt;b&gt;GIVE&lt;/b&gt;" and "for&lt;b&gt;GET&lt;/b&gt;". We have to &lt;b&gt;GIVE&lt;/b&gt; that burden to the Lord as we obey his counsel to forgive, and when we do we will &lt;b&gt;GET&lt;/b&gt; that peace and comfort for our sorrows. Now it doesn't sound unfair anymore, I know that that commandment is given to us for our own happiness. There is no other way to move on and ease the pains others have inflicted on us, but only through forgiving and forgetting their wrongs. I learned from this experience that we don't have to keep it in our hearts to grow into hatred, make us feel depressed or unhappy, it is something we have to let go, and we don't have to suffer more by carrying that burden with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel embarrassed as I write this, but I hope you'll learn something that might add up to the smile of happiness and peace in our lives in case there is someone you haven't forgiven yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As Elder James Faust said : "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:'Arial Unicode MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-690-24,00.html"&gt;If we can find forgiveness in our hearts for those who have caused us hurt and injury, we will rise to a higher level of self-esteem and well-being." &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/3796491926210816564-2451122558306337871?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2451122558306337871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2451122558306337871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2451122558306337871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2451122558306337871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2010/04/burden-not-ours-to-carry.html' title='A Burden Not Ours To Carry'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1706079069915069253</id><published>2009-05-26T11:17:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:40:27.552+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><title type='text'>‘When Is Success a Failure?’</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When Is Success a Failure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;President Hugh B. Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Shuo-WSajBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iisltg1n1-o/s1600-h/man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Shuo-WSajBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iisltg1n1-o/s200/man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340047572266028050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;When you are doing the lower while the higher is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;When you are not a cleaner, finer, larger man on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;account of your work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you live only to eat and drink, have a good time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and accumulate money, then success is a failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you do not carry a higher wealth in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;character than in your pocketbook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When the attainment of your ambition has blighted the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;aspirations and crushed the hopes of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When hunger for more money, more land, more houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and bonds has grown to be your dominant passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When your profession has made you a physical wreck—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a victim of ‘nerves’ and moods,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When your absorption in your work has made you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;practically a stranger to your family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When your greed for money has darkened and cramped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;your wife’s life, and deprived her of self-expression, of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;needed rest and recreation, of amusement of any kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When all sympathy and fellowship have been crushed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;of your life by selfish devotion to your vocation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you do not overtop your vocation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you are not greater as a man than as a lawyer, a merchant, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;physician or a scientist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you plead that you have never had time to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cultivate your friendships, your politeness, or your good manners,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you have lost on your way your self-respect, your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;courage, your self-control, or any other quality of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;manhood, then success has been a failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(In Conference Report, Apr. 1969, 113.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3796491926210816564-1706079069915069253?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1706079069915069253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1706079069915069253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1706079069915069253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1706079069915069253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-is-success-failure.html' title='‘When Is Success a Failure?’'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Shuo-WSajBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iisltg1n1-o/s72-c/man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-4778756641380959002</id><published>2009-05-01T04:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:58:56.405+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripples Of Life's  Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SfpkZ329Y3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/S0VxE1p89oY/s1600-h/make+waves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SfpkZ329Y3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/S0VxE1p89oY/s200/make+waves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330683504600376178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of choices. It allows us to be happy, and to learn right from wrong. No matter how insignificant we may think those choices are, the consiquences of it will always have a rippling effect on the eternity of our life. &lt;div&gt;At an early childhood, I was thought that I must not drink coffee or tea. The things I partake can either benefit or harm my body and I have to be wise on it. As a &lt;a href="http://ww.lds.org/"&gt;Latter Day-Saint&lt;/a&gt;, I know what to do when the time comes and somebody offer me alcoholic beverage, or asked me to smoke, or partake of anything which can be harmful for my body. A friend of mine asked me to drink tea one time when we were eating at Tokyo Tokyo, and she's briving me she won't tell anybody and she'll give me one thousand pesos if I do. That I have to think of (haha), but I had made my decision prior to the offer, and I must stick to it. I'm grateful for that decision, I'm blessed with good health, aside from minor cough, cold, or flu, I experienced nothing soo serious about my health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in college, I had a very meager allowance, its not more than a thousand pesos monthly ( year 2001). I had packed lunch everyday, and I try to be as thrifty as I could. I also decided, that I must pay my tithing as soon as I receive it. There are times that I know it'll never be enough to meet the expenses, I don't know how but I was never in financial debt. I was able to buy some things I wanted at the end of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gain friends on our journey, they always come and go. I witnessed how some stopped coming to church simply to avoid someone who offended them. Right then, I promised myself, no matter what people do, no matter how hurtful it maybe for me, I will stay in the church and never be offended. So far, I never had been offended, and if I do one day, I know there will only be one place where I can gather strength... my home and the church inseparable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of the  Young Women organization in the church, almost eight years ago. My teachers taught me how important family is, that our family can be together forever for all eternity. I know there can be something more than "till death do us part" when we marry, and I wanted it to be "for all time and all eternity". I understand a standard must be set when dating, the kind of people you date, definitely has something to do with the kind of person you will marry. The choice of whom I will date, and  many more has helped me finally find my eternal companion now. We now have our one year old daughter and when I look at her and hold her I know she'll be a part of me forever, for all eternity and so is my eternal companion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are still lots of choices to make. No matter how difficult the choices maybe, it is choosing the right one that leads us to the abundant blessings in life. When we prove ourselves in doing what's right, we prove ourselves worthy of these blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-4778756641380959002?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/4778756641380959002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=4778756641380959002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4778756641380959002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4778756641380959002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/05/ripples-of-lifes-decision.html' title='Ripples Of Life&apos;s  Decision'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SfpkZ329Y3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/S0VxE1p89oY/s72-c/make+waves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8522646207060492031</id><published>2009-04-27T07:58:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:17:02.438+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness In Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kA3sQe9cD4k/SfWLw7sC8NI/AAAAAAAAACM/RviBohZJoKI/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kA3sQe9cD4k/SfWLw7sC8NI/AAAAAAAAACM/RviBohZJoKI/s400/temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329319406835265746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are so many things I do miss for the last two years of being here in the Middle East with dh. First is the Temple, the place where we got married. Second is the singles ward where I used to attend and the institute classes. Third lots of friends and family members. Fourth, lots of foods specially young coconut (buko) and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're trying to resolve on each one. We decided to go on vacation before the end of this year so we could go and visit the temple,  see our friends and families, and eat the foods I miss. There's nothing better than being physically present in an institute class, but for now I'm trying to read some of the online institute student manual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I came accross&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://institute.lds.org/manuals/eternal-marriage-student-manual/p-problem-2."&gt;Elder Joe J. Christensen's thought&lt;/a&gt; about marriage from the &lt;a href="http://institute.lds.org/manuals/eternal-marriage-student-manual/index.asp"&gt;Eternal Marriage Studen Manual&lt;/a&gt;, and I want to post it here.&lt;/span&gt; He shared eight practical suggestions to strengthening marriages and I also added some of my thoughts on each one.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember the central importance of your marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;“There is nothing in this world as important as the creation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and perfection of family units” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(“Salvation Is a Family Affair,” Improvement Era, June 1970, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;pp. 43–44).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What could be more important than marriage,  our family must always be at the top of our priorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Pray for its success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Elder Kimball shared this wise counsel: “Well, don’t just pray to marry the one you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Instead, pray to love the one you marry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And so the need to pray. Many Church leaders and marriage counselors indicate that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;they have not seen one marriage in serious trouble where the couple was still praying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;daily. When problems arise and marriages are threatened, praying together as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;may be the most important remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its explained well and I agree 100%. I remember when we got married, my honorable Grandma and Grandpa Meyer wrote on their letter to us: "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;   line-height: normal; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Be kind to one another and talk over any disagreement. That way no ill feelings build up. Keep it friendly and never go to bed unhappy".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When time comes that you don't feel like talking to each other, its the best time to ask your partner to kneel down and pray. Prayer changes the way you feel, and it enlightens us to understand each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Listen.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Make the time to listen to your spouse; even schedule it regularly. Visit with each other and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;assess how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you are doing as a marriage partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Do you do family counsel? Family home evening? Every monday evening all things are set aside in our home. We sit together as a family, sing hymns, and talk about improving ourselves, resolving concerns and problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Avoid “ceaseless pinpricking.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t be too critical of each other’s faults. Recognize that none of us is perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;all have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a long way to go to become as Christlike as our leaders have urged us to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;become.At times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it       is better to leave some things unsaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;The problem with me is that I leave things unsaid almost all the time, you know the quiet type when you're mad or hurt. When we often leave things unsaid, as kenji said, you can't resolve the matter and it keeps on being repeated. We have to find way to communicate in a nice way, and if you can't go back to number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;5.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep your courtship alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Make time to do things together—just the two of you. As important as it is to be with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;children as a family, you need regular weekly time alone together. Scheduling it will let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;children know that you feel that your marriage is so important that you need to nurture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;it. That &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;takes commitment, planning, and scheduling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It doesn’t need to be costly. The time together is the most important element.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Once when my father-in-law was leaving the house after lunch to return to the field to work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;my        mother-in-law said, “Albert, you get right back in here and tell me you love me.” He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;grinned and      jokingly said, “Elsie, when we were married, I told you I loved you, and if that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ever changes, I’ll        let you know.” It’s hard to overuse the expression “I love you.” Use it daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We always have a night out, but not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just the two of us'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;I wonder if this applies if you have one year old. I think we should start looking for someone where we could leave Hevyn so we could go on a date together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Be quick to say, “I’m sorry.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;As hard as it is to form the words, be swift to say, “I apologize, and please forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;me,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;though you are not the one who is totally at fault. True love is developed by those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;who are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;willing       to readily admit personal mistakes and offenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When differences do arise, being able to discuss and resolve them is important, but there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;instances when it is best to take a time-out. Biting your tongue and counting to ten or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;even a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hundred is important. And occasionally, even letting the sun go down on your wrath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;can help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;bring you back to the problem in the morning more rested, calm, and with a better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;chance for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;resolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dh is good at this, no question. I really admire him for being so humble, apologizing even if it isn't his fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;7. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Learn to live within your means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Some of the most difficult challenges in marriage arise in the area of finances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;“The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;American     Bar Association . . . indicated that 89 percent of all divorces could be traced to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;quarrels and         accusations over money” (M. J. Ashton, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/Ensign/1975.htm/ensign%20july%201975.htm/one%20for%20the%20money.htm?fn=default.htm$f=templates$3.0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;“One for the Money,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ensign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;July1975,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;willing to postpone or forgo some purchases in order to stay within your budget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Pay your tithing first, and avoid debt insofar as possible. Remember that spending fifty dollars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;month less than you receive equals happiness and spending fifty more equals misery. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;have come to get out the scissors and your credit cards and perform what Elder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jeffrey R. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Holland called some “plastic surgery” ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/Ensign/1986.htm/ensign%20june%201986.htm/things%20we%20have%20learnedtogether.htm?fn=default.htm$f=templates$3.0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;“Things We Have Learned—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Together,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/Ensign/1986.htm/ensign%20june%201986.htm/things%20we%20have%20learnedtogether.htm?fn=default.htm$f=templates$3.0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ensign,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Heads high on this. We don't have any credit card at all. And we agreed, never to quarrel about finances. Let your husband try  do the budgetting, at least he'll have an idea of the actual financial needs of his family, his role is to provide for the family at least get him involved in this. You'll be surprised, it will make him more responsible financially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Be a true partner in home and family responsibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t be like the husband who sits around home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;expecting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;to be waited on, feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;earning the living is his chore and that his wife alone is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;responsible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;house and taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;care of the children. The task of caring for home and family is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;one person’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Find time to study the scriptures together, and follow this sound counsel from President &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kenji, thanks for washing the dishes every night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've known a lot of brethren who do things in the house, who's willing to work specially in the kitchen. These are the men we should admire. They're not lazy and not stubborn, specially when you ask them for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt; in the household chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As Pres. Kimball said: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“When a husband and wife go together frequently to the holy temple, kneel in prayer together in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;their home with their family, go hand in hand to their religious meetings, keep their lives wholly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;chaste, mentally and physically, . . . and both are working together for the upbuilding of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;kingdom of God, then happiness is at its pinnacle” ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Marriage and Divorce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;[Salt Lake City: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Deseret Book Co., 1976], p. 24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;"&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/3796491926210816564-8522646207060492031?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8522646207060492031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8522646207060492031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8522646207060492031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8522646207060492031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/04/happiness-in-marriage.html' title='Happiness In Marriage'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kA3sQe9cD4k/SfWLw7sC8NI/AAAAAAAAACM/RviBohZJoKI/s72-c/temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8506517817503249851</id><published>2009-04-25T10:00:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:22:46.998+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Counsel From Church Leaders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='72 hour kit emergency preparedness'/><title type='text'>Another Weird Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/SfMhSDI3PdI/AAAAAAAACII/QbveQ5ZhUso/s1600-h/nuc+plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/SfMhSDI3PdI/AAAAAAAACII/QbveQ5ZhUso/s320/nuc+plant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328639378073271762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(38, 38, 38);   line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sleeping seemed so hard for me the past few weeks. I don't know why I can't get myself to sleep although I feel really tired and sleepy. Anyway, I miss being able to sleep and dreaming. The last dream I had is kind of weird. I'm writing it here as a counsel from dh to write down all the dreams I can remember each night. lol. Ask him why, every time I wake up I have one or more stories to tell from the dreams I had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of course this dream has something to do with the 72 hour kit just like the previous dreams I had. In my dream I can see New York City, although I've never been there, I can see four nuclear power plants at the same time and all those four started to melt-down and there's a big explosion. Then news started flashing on tv about it telling that the radioactive wave has reached Thailand and almost 3/4 of the earth is affected. In my dream we( dh, hevyn, and me) happened to be having our vacation in the Philippines and we're safe but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;we're warned to be alert, stay together and be ready for any possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Also I didn't worry much about my 72 hour kit, having it right beside. And when I woke up, I told dh about it, and asked him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eia.doe.gov/cneaf/nuclear/page/at_a_glance/states/statesny.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;how many nuc power plants are there in NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. He advised me to google it and to my surprise there are four just like in my dream, of course its just a coincidence. Again a product of my not too wild imagination,  and worries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm happy that we have our 72 hour kit ready, but to be prepared means more than the 72 hour kit, I know its important to stay together and be ready in all things as family. If our family has to stay together we have to do things together in unity. Our preparedness always starts with our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Elder Henry B. Eyring said: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In our own time, we have been warned with counsel on where to find safety from sin and from sorrow. One of the keys to recognizing those warnings is that they are repeated. . . . When the words of the prophets seem repetitive, that should rivet our attention and fill our hearts with gratitude to live in such a blessed time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Looking for the path to safety in the counsel of prophets makes sense to those with strong faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How grateful I am for the leaders that we have to guide and counsel us.Happiness is when we obey the Lord and the counsel of his servants, there is no other way to be truly happy except when we try to live a righteous life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We often talk about how uncertain things seem to be these times, global crisis and slipping moral footings.  Those who stand for their beliefs and fought in defending their values find themselves picketed, ridiculed or persecuted by so doing, I'm happy we found this place where we can find common moral values with the Muslims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As Pres. Monson said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It would be easy to become discouraged and cynical about the future—or even fearful or what might come—if we allowed ourselves to dwell on only which is wrong in the world and in our lives" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(38, 38, 38); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(38, 38, 38); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(38, 38, 38); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My beloved brothers and sisters, fear not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(38, 38, 38); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Be of good cheer. The future is as bright as your faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think the best thing we can do, is to continue doing what we know is right, continue in faith, and stand firm in our values and for what is right. Wherever we are in world, there is no other place we can trust to be safest other than our homes, with our families and the key is to strengthen it and keep each one united. Nothing can influence our children more than what we teach and do inside our homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-8506517817503249851?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8506517817503249851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8506517817503249851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8506517817503249851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8506517817503249851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-dream-reminding-me-to-be.html' title='Another Weird Dream'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/SfMhSDI3PdI/AAAAAAAACII/QbveQ5ZhUso/s72-c/nuc+plant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8217284408722522769</id><published>2009-04-21T20:13:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:22:40.263+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Global Launch of the 2009 Pinoy Expats-OFW Blog Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);   line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Any successful endeavor is worth repeating and much more sustained. Especially when it touches and inspires the lives of the people for whom it dedicate its toils, pain, and achievements. Such are the motivations for which the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 187, 232); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); "&gt;2009 Top 10 Pinoy Expat/OFW Blog Award (PEBA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is once again being launched online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; mention of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PEBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog_award#Other_Blog_Awards" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/Se04wLPqalI/AAAAAAAACGo/DuGuWcHzItc/s1600-h/expatsblog2009.jpg" style="color: rgb(153, 221, 214); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326976334552525394" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/Se04wLPqalI/AAAAAAAACGo/DuGuWcHzItc/s320/expatsblog2009.jpg" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 200px; height: 128px; text-align: center; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-right-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); border-left-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In its second year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com./" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PEBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; will recognize Pinoy Expats and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Filipino" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OFW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s bloggers making a difference in their lives, workplace, community, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and the world in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This year the theme is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;“Filipinos Abroad – Hope of the Nation, Gift to the World”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cognizant and directly affected by the brunt of global financial crisis, Filipinos continue to anchor their hope and trust to their family members abroad as herald of better news and good tidings. Thus, reinforcing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Overseas_Filipino" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OFW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s and Filipino expats role and image as new heroes and saviors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PEBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; also recognizes that Filipinos wherever they are, be it land-based, sea-based or air-based as the case maybe, are shining examples of dedication, diligence, and excellence in almost anything they do. It is not uncommon for them to be praised as assets to companies and organizations contributing to the social and economic well being of their host country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PEBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; considers the more than 12m overseas Filipinos scattered abroad as gifts to make this world a better place to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The award which started last year had a very simple objective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was created to award bloggers who infuses enthusiasm and inspiration for others to do good and be hopeful in this world of hopelessness. Filipino expats and OFWs with their talents, means, resources and blogs unfailingly served as voice and beacon of hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/2008/12/magandang-gabi-po-mga-kabayan-good.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ten top bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; were identified from around the globe such as the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Americas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, Europe, Africa and Middle East, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and the Pacific, who, up until these days continue to blog and their commitment re-ignited in contributing change through their own little ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So for this year with the valuable help of numerous individuals from around the globe, the search is on again. Filipino bloggers and netizens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;are invited to recognize Pinoy Expats/OFW who tireless blog in making the blogosphere a better space and place for exchange, discussion, and service of the Filipinos and the citizens of the world alike. It is worth knowing and learning those stories of Filipinos overcoming difficulties and challenges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Although it is a reality that not everyone is successful but still their stories are way for others to gain insight from their life lessons and experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From May to October 2009 any Filipino blogger can nominate or be nominated except for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/2008/12/magandang-gabi-po-mga-kabayan-good.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; last year’s top 10 PEBA awardees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Guidelines are available from its official blogsite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinoyblogawards.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. By December 2009 winners will be announced in a public event in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;whose details are still being prepared and ironed out. Sponsors, supporters and volunteers are very much welcome to make this endeavor a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Be part of another historic event of Pinoy Expats and OFWs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-8217284408722522769?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8217284408722522769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8217284408722522769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8217284408722522769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8217284408722522769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/04/global-launch-of-2009-pinoy-expats-ofw.html' title='Global Launch of the 2009 Pinoy Expats-OFW Blog Awards'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WkR-Zvj21cE/Se04wLPqalI/AAAAAAAACGo/DuGuWcHzItc/s72-c/expatsblog2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1688519187658738154</id><published>2009-04-01T16:02:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:51:11.059+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken soup recipe'/><title type='text'>Creamy Chicken Squash Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SeL6N-WIVaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V67EX3X5jGM/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SeL6N-WIVaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V67EX3X5jGM/s200/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324092827486410146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned this recipe when I was in college, because it's easy and requires only few ingredients. Hubby requested for this yesterday, and he enjoyed it together with Hevyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creamy Chicken Squash Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 kilo chicken breast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 cups water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 medium size butternut squash, peeled and cut into cubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 small can evaporated milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Boil 3 cups of water, put the chicken and boil for 20 minutes in low heat or until cooked and tender, add the squash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Remove the chicken breast while cooking the squash. Let it cool, debone and flake the meat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Let the squash boil in the chicken stock for 10 to 20 minutes on low heat, or until tender. Mash it or puree the squash. This will thicken the chicken stock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Put back the flaked chicken meat in the squash soup and mix well. Let simmer for 5 minutes. Season with salt and pour the evaporated milk and stir gently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-1688519187658738154?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1688519187658738154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1688519187658738154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1688519187658738154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1688519187658738154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/04/creamy-chicken-squash-soup.html' title='Creamy Chicken Squash Soup'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SeL6N-WIVaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/V67EX3X5jGM/s72-c/IMG_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1717197673594418896</id><published>2009-03-29T14:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:26:05.631+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Of Name</title><content type='html'>What's in a name?&lt;div&gt;My husband always ask me this. Whenever we go shopping, I always look for certain brand names. I always remind him though that there are brands worth looking for, brands that has established good impression to customer not because they are sooo expensive rather because of the unquestionable quality of goods they sell. Its better to spend more for an item that can stand wear and tear than buy that which is cheaper and gets worn easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if it's the same when it comes to our names.  Does it also give an impression of who we are. As to what I know names have their own meanings. My name is an Irish name which means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blind and beauty&lt;/span&gt;; my husbands name means a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leader&lt;/span&gt;- which I can assure you true based on the things he's doing now and even before. Beacause I'm a little paranoid about the meaning of my name, I did make a careful research on names when I was pregnant to make sure my daughter will have a name with good meaning which is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heaven's wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only today did I learn the names also has its power, and here are ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my daughter's name power:&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Name's Power is Perception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournamespowerquiz/name.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name's power is that it helps you be perceptive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name conveys both wholeness and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who meet you can't help but think you are enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to live your life with flexibility and insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband's:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Name's Power is Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournamespowerquiz/name.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name's power is that it helps you be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name conveys both a pleasant and kind attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who meet you can't help but think you are delightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to live your life with honesty and affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"  style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Name's Power is Creativity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournamespowerquiz/name.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name's power is that it helps you be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name conveys both purity and skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who meet you can't help but think you are charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to live your life with people you trust, surrounded by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyournamespowerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Power?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/3796491926210816564-1717197673594418896?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1717197673594418896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1717197673594418896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1717197673594418896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1717197673594418896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-in-name-my-husband-always-ask-me.html' title='Power Of Name'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1623413123143617677</id><published>2009-03-15T13:04:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:32:50.439+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson-Gossip'/><title type='text'>Another Face of Pride- Gossip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the days go on, everyday gets busier.  Household chores, Hevyn, some part time jobs, and some of &lt;a href="http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2009/03/honest-plead-project-help-twitch.html"&gt;dh's heart warming project to help a friend who is in need&lt;/a&gt;... these are only some of the things that takes my time. I still feel depressed (due to PPD) at times, and the more I feel depressed the more I try to isolate myself from a lot of people I know - my social absence with them has given them time to develop the wrong impression of me being unfriendly . The impression turned into false rumors and now into really dirty gossips, which I think is not really healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm venting here because I know they wouldn't be reading my blog anyway unless they know I do blog. At a point I do hope they stumble upon this blog and read this.  There's a feeling that I wanted to confront them but I don't want anything hurtful to come out of my mouth, and the thought of an argument which might end up to contention involving a lot of people doesn't really fit my personality. It feels like I'm a  hollywood star, they are the producer of course. The production will never be a hit, with the contract unsigned, story unacted by the actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How could someone find pleasure making up stories and spreading it. As President Benson said, "&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=d8ff27cd3f37b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;We are tempted daily to elevate ourselves above others and diminish them.&lt;/a&gt;" Gossip is another face of pride we should never welcome, and if it ever knocks on our doors we should put end to it and not pass it on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Sbzl4KWovdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/rjG8yg78umc/s1600-h/gossip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Sbzl4KWovdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/rjG8yg78umc/s320/gossip.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313374413405076946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gossip is  another face of PRIDE- the universal sin, the great vice. It is the same pride (or gossip) that offends people,  cause contention,  results to broken families,  destroys our relationship with our friends and those we love, it is that destroyed the Jaredites, Nephites and many civilizations in the scriptures. Most of us think of pride as self-centeredness, conceit, boastfulness, arrogance, or haughtiness. All of these are elements of the sin, but the heart, or core, is still missing. "It is manifest in so many ways, such as faultfinding, gossiping, backbiting, murmuring, living beyond our means, envying, coveting, withholding gratitude and praise that might lift another, and being unforgiving and jealous."-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=d8ff27cd3f37b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;(Beware of Pride- E.T. Benson)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=d8ff27cd3f37b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;It results in secret combination to get power or gain the glory of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gossip is a very hurtful and destructive thing you wouldn't want to get your hands dirty with. Lets get rid of it, and try to find and share good things about others instead. There's really nothing good we can get from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Sbz0wKErRuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/E729RWRm7Ro/s1600-h/gossip+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Sbz0wKErRuI/AAAAAAAAAWE/E729RWRm7Ro/s320/gossip+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313390768565208802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-1623413123143617677?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1623413123143617677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1623413123143617677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1623413123143617677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1623413123143617677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-face-of-pride-gossip.html' title='Another Face of Pride- Gossip'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/Sbzl4KWovdI/AAAAAAAAAV8/rjG8yg78umc/s72-c/gossip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-6003611597509096863</id><published>2009-02-14T08:53:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:50:30.444+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hevyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>Yup, I'm back and to those who thought I abandoned my blog- I didn't. We switched to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dsl&lt;/span&gt; line which took more than a month, sigh, so today I'm scrubbing my in-box and I know this is the most late holiday greeting, but I still want to say it here, I hope everyone had merry Christmas and happy 2009, happy Chinese new year too, and happy Valentine's Day. For those who visited my blog and for your kind comments thank you.&lt;div&gt;A lot of things happened for the almost two months when I was missing in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt;... lets start with the little darling  who will be turning 10 months tomorrow. She's never as active as she is now, crawling most of the time, holding on the edges of every furniture as she tries to walk on her own... and not to forget, she has her two lower-front teeth and she uses it to wake up her father by biting him on his nose, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kenji&lt;/span&gt;. Her first word aside from "mama","papa", or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;" is flower and she pronounces it as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;". I also learned some new recipes during the holiday, and I'm glad I can now cook roasted chicken, and I'm still learning my baking skills for cakes and bread. Hubby says my cooking is doing better, its so nice that he can tolerate it even at times that I myself can't understand the taste of the food I cook. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last two days the sand storm is really really terrible, my sinusitis hurts really bad yesterday coupled with severe headache and sore throat. Thanks to dh for taking care of me, and I feel so much better today. Hevyn is still sleeping and would probably wake up around 11:30 or 12 noon, I better cook my lunch now.... until next post. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-6003611597509096863?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/6003611597509096863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=6003611597509096863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6003611597509096863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6003611597509096863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2734008662310891041</id><published>2008-12-04T15:12:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:33:45.604+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>Another Day To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STfOGpemS2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ct4dvRGzMu4/s1600-h/motherjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STfOGpemS2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ct4dvRGzMu4/s200/motherjpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275912102096554850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after I bathe my seven-month old daughter, I made sure there's no box of pretzels or anything that she might reach and mess with. She's dressed, clean and there's no chocolate around, I placed her in her walker and off I go cleaning the bathroom. Few minutes and I'm finished, she's not crying as I can hear she's even humming happily. As I entered the room I saw her in the corner of her closet, her clothes messed around and she's waving a plastic bag to me with a smile.&lt;div&gt;What happened, it's as if somebody ransacked the room? I placed some of her small clothes in a plastic bag for me to sort out. She managed to reach it, I know I didn't close the bag which is really full but I can't figure out how she manage to get everything out and spin the clothes around, its a bit heavy for someone her size.&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/3796491926210816564-2734008662310891041?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2734008662310891041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2734008662310891041' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2734008662310891041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2734008662310891041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-day-to-remember.html' title='Another Day To Remember'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STfOGpemS2I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ct4dvRGzMu4/s72-c/motherjpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2485387876168192462</id><published>2008-12-03T14:10:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:51:43.808+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>Happy Pretzel Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STZp5OYw1AI/AAAAAAAAATI/cQEXzw7ZDKA/s1600-h/pretjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 85px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STZp5OYw1AI/AAAAAAAAATI/cQEXzw7ZDKA/s200/pretjpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275520445346534402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are tons of clothes that needs to be washed today. I first bathe Hevyn, and then dressed her and started washing the clothes. I put her in our bed and put lots of pillows around and gave her some toys. As I was washing, she seems too quiet so I didn't bother what she is doing. I thought she was just playing with her toys. When I entered the room, I found her not with the toys, but with the box of pretzels her father bought last night, she reached for it because Kenji put it beside the bed. When I took the box, it was empty already, the pretzel sticks are all in our bed, chocolates melted staining the bed sheet and pillow cases. Her face covered with chocolate, as well as her  dress and her hands holding lots of pretzel sticks and licking on it at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I have to do another batch of laundry and wash the bed sheet as well as the pillow cases and blanket which are full of chocolate stains from the pretzels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The mess is outrageous, I can't help but smile. She has grown up fast. She's now capable of messing around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I look at her, she just smiled and continued on her pretzel fantacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2485387876168192462?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2485387876168192462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2485387876168192462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2485387876168192462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2485387876168192462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-pretzel-day.html' title='Happy Pretzel Day'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/STZp5OYw1AI/AAAAAAAAATI/cQEXzw7ZDKA/s72-c/pretjpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-7115685893261025535</id><published>2008-11-24T05:35:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:14:33.113+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household stuffs'/><title type='text'>My Failure As A Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSop_7_tkXI/AAAAAAAAATA/nS-zfrkVhHc/s1600-h/woman+laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSop_7_tkXI/AAAAAAAAATA/nS-zfrkVhHc/s200/woman+laundry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272072492204003698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When food gets burned, or too salty or bland, or sometimes we just can't explain why we still call it food I'm glad I can still make some "decent" meals and have control of other things.I have to admit, I often try to justify to my husband these unfortunate events and I try to convince him and myself that the things that go wrong aren't all my fault. But this time there is no way out, I have damage nearly everything, from his socks to his favorite shirts even his bath towel 90% of his clothes are faded looking like I tie-dyed them. Last week he bought another shirt, so he could have something that doesn't look tie-dyed. I washed it on Thursday and as usual it looks tie-dyed again. This time this is not an excuse, but honestly I didn't put bleach on it nor on the past laundry, I changed my detergent powder for the third time because some friends here said it also happens when they wash their clothes and the powdered detergent has lots of bleach on it. Still I'm getting the same faded-tie-dyed results. I still don't know what the culprit is, but I'm starting to blame the water now.  It smells like there's too much chlorine or bleach on it. &lt;div&gt;Five months ago I noticed  my baby had dry and rough skin and she smells more like bleach after bathing. So, I started using the drinking water to bathe her... (if ever you are reading this, yes that explains why our consumption of commercialized drinking water is like that, but you have to thank me, she doesn't smell like bleach and her skin never gets dry like before). Maybe I have to test my theory about the tap water and try to wash our clothes with the drinking water now, but that will be too expensive I guess... yeah I know its not a "guess", its a fact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday he looks mad, just half (50%) mad because he's afraid it will make him look old if he ever gets mad(100%). But I completely understand how it feels when you bought something and not being able to wear it decently, I also ruined one of my favorite pink dress after the third time I wash it, it just happened that he wasn't able to wear it decent not even for the first time. He still has one favorite shirt that's not damaged and I'm looking forward to not damaging it when I wash it today. And if ever it will end up looking tie-dyed again, I think I'll be doomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I have to try to hand wash it? Or maybe I can start selling tie-dyed shirts now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least with my failures in laundrying, I get the assurance that I'm still human and not a Stafford wife. I wonder if Stafford wives wash with their hands or they use washing machine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One way or another I promise I'll take control of the laundry too, if I have I'll use the commercial drinking water and find other ways of doing the laundry. And maybe try to invent some type of clothing that doesn't get faded even if I wash it with bleach instead of water and detergent. Oh if I can clone clothes then he doesn't have to know what happened, and I don't have to worry what will happen the next time I do the laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-7115685893261025535?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/7115685893261025535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=7115685893261025535' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7115685893261025535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7115685893261025535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-failure-as-wife.html' title='My Failure As A Wife'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSop_7_tkXI/AAAAAAAAATA/nS-zfrkVhHc/s72-c/woman+laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2281284411291805995</id><published>2008-11-18T15:48:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:11:14.185+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>What Is The Little Lady Thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSK9kO4y4GI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Dg525B-no4s/s1600-h/seven+months+hevyn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSK9kO4y4GI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Dg525B-no4s/s320/seven+months+hevyn.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269982944146153570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week while a nurse was getting blood sample for my CBC test, we had this cute experience with our little lady who is turning 7 months few days from then. She has this amusing stare at me and the nurse, her eyebrows raised as usual. As soon as the nurse pricked my arms with needles she screamed cheering happily. When the nurse was done, she clapped her hands. The nurse herself can't help laughing. We don't know what to think, does she have a clue what's going on?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's now seven months, able to sit without support. She still enjoys sleeping with us and trying to call papa once she knows he has fallen to sleep, while her little hands clung to his arms and sometimes tapping him on his back. That's her way of telling him wake up we're not done playing papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is her 7 month birthday picture taken after we arrived home from our whole day visit at Ate Cris' house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2281284411291805995?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2281284411291805995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2281284411291805995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2281284411291805995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2281284411291805995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-little-lady-thinking.html' title='What Is The Little Lady Thinking?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SSK9kO4y4GI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Dg525B-no4s/s72-c/seven+months+hevyn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-4665414476356738785</id><published>2008-11-01T12:41:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:18:41.958+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proposition 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>A Thought About My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQw9J4pRV6I/AAAAAAAAASo/uLwVmkvkEOY/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQw9J4pRV6I/AAAAAAAAASo/uLwVmkvkEOY/s200/family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263649304522872738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days ago while we were walking along the many stores in Al Khobar and dh is pushing the  stroller,  Hevyn  reached my abaya(black muslim gown worn by women), later she was holding my finger and we were holding hands while walking. I told dh to take a look at us, the people on the streets are also looking at me and my 6 month old daughter on how sweet she holds my hand while she is being pushed on her stroller and I walk beside. Of course dh was jealous of me because Hevyn doesn't want him to touch her hand what more to hold hands with him.&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Friday, wasn't as good as three days ago. I'm trying to nurse Hevyn to get her to sleep, but because she ate a lot of soup  she refused to be nursed. There are times like that, and no matter what I do, there is no place like papapa's arms. Dh took her, and in no less than five minutes she's not moving but her pulse are good, she's sleeping I can't believe it. I must admit, I can't get her to sleep without nursing her and dh can do it without difficulty. Well, I think Hevyn is not treating me unfairly with it, because once she wakes up and I'm not around no matter what papapa does she wouldn't stop crying but once she sees me, crying is over mama is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a big difference between a mother and a father, they do have different roles to fill inside the home particularly in rearing children. Both have unique yet equally imporytant roles. For Hevyn, mama is the great friend and food, and papapa is the great playmate and sleeping bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit, there are times that she just wants her father, and there are times that its me and not her father.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=e1fa5f74db46c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=1aba862384d20110VgnVCM100000176f620a____"&gt;The Family A Proclamation To The World&lt;/a&gt; states :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 15px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another as equal partners."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 15px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By divine design man and woman have different responsibilities inside the home, we cannot change nor justify it with same-sex marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a battle on equality, this is about morality. Equality and balance comes as husband and wife fills their unique roles and responsibilities in the home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who say that traditional marriage cannot and will not be affected by same-sex-marriage. I can't imagine raising my child in a society where same-sex marriage is legally accepted, and yet teach my child about morality, chastity, and the importance of family in the divine plan of happiness. How do we sustain a law that we believe is not teaching the  moral principles of marriage and directly contradicts the teachings of Jesus Christ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proposition 8 is not a discrimination to homosexuals. But same sex marriage is immoral conduct, and this is not what we wanted to teach our children. We wanted to teach our children to abhor sin, and to learn to love everyone as a child of God. And loving means teaching the right ways, and guiding if necessary toward what is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-4665414476356738785?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/4665414476356738785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=4665414476356738785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4665414476356738785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4665414476356738785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/11/thought-about-my-family.html' title='A Thought About My Family'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQw9J4pRV6I/AAAAAAAAASo/uLwVmkvkEOY/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8758961608542612127</id><published>2008-10-28T06:03:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:21:28.405+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Same Sex Marriage, A Civil Right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQaY6zwXLSI/AAAAAAAAASg/oQzOksOTesM/s1600-h/rings+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQaY6zwXLSI/AAAAAAAAASg/oQzOksOTesM/s200/rings+heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262061350721891618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt compelled to say something about my stand, about what I believe regarding the issue of same sex marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of weeks, I've read blog posts regarding Proposition 8, and the legalization of same sex marriage. There are those who view it at as a civil right, some said its a matter of freedom to choose who you want to marry- and everyone both the religious and civil group should have that freedom to exercise marriage in their own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is same-sex marriage a matter of civil right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in 1999, &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=ff1b6a4430c0c010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;Pres. Gordon B. Hinckley has addressed this issue&lt;/a&gt; and this is what he has said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Some portray legalization of so-called same-sex marriage as a civil right. This is not a matter of civil rights; it is a matter of morality. Others question our constitutional right as a church to raise our voice on an issue that is of critical importance to the future of the family. We believe that defending this sacred institution by working to preserve traditional marriage lies clearly within our religious and constitutional prerogatives. Indeed, we are compelled by our doctrine to speak out.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, and I emphasize this, I wish to say that our opposition to attempts to legalize same-sex marriage should never be interpreted as justification for hatred, intolerance, or abuse of those who profess homosexual tendencies, either individually or as a group. As I said from this pulpit one year ago, our hearts reach out to those who refer to themselves as gays and lesbians. We love and honor them as sons and daughters of God. They are welcome in the Church. It is expected, however, that they follow the same God-given rules of conduct that apply to everyone else, whether single or married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I commend those of our membership who have voluntarily joined with other like-minded people to defend the sanctity of traditional marriage. As part of a coalition that embraces those of other faiths, you are giving substantially of your means. The money being raised in California has been donated to the coalition by individual members of the Church. You are contributing your time and talents in a cause that in some quarters may not be politically correct but which nevertheless lies at the heart of the Lord’s eternal plan for His children, just as those of many other churches are doing. This is a united effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...We regard it as not only our right but our duty to oppose those forces which we feel undermine the moral fiber of society. Much of our effort, a very great deal of it, is in association with others whose interests are similar. We have worked with Jewish groups, Catholics, Muslims, Protestants, and those of no particular religious affiliation, in coalitions formed to advocate positions on vital moral issues. Such is currently the case in California, where Latter-day Saints are working as part of a coalition to safeguard traditional marriage from forces in our society which are attempting to redefine that sacred institution. God-sanctioned marriage between a man and a woman has been the basis of civilization for thousands of years. There is no justification to redefine what marriage is. Such is not our right, and those who try will find themselves answerable to God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We shall go on pursuing the path which the Lord has marked out before us. We shall try to be strong and faint not as we pursue those programs and practices which have been established and maintained through generations of time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is constantly changing, at least let our voices be heard. That is our right. And we have to do something, because somehow what's going to happen will have a great impact on the kind of world where our posterity is going to live. Could we afford to let it just happen when we can do something now? If we want to make the world a better place, specially for the future generation we have to uphold the moral values of our society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together with Paula of &lt;a href="http://a-large-room.blogspot.com/"&gt;A-Large Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-large-room.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-large-room.blogspot.com/"&gt;I say this to you:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-large-room.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-children-for-future-repost.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-large-room.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-children-for-future-repost.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; In our society, it is our children, born and unborn, who bear those consequences. Our nation was founded on principles of freedom, virtue and self-sacrifice. We who hold its destiny in our hands today. We, who will determine the world our children will grow up in and inherit, need to embrace all three of those values. Sometimes what I want must be set aside in favor of what my society needs. And right now our society does not need for the meaning of marriage to be further diluted. Marriage, as the life-long union of a man and a woman who will bear and raise the next generation of children, must be preserved. We cannot afford the loss of meaning that will occur if we re-define marriage to include same-sex (and inherently infertile) relationships. We as individuals make choices. We as a society also have a choice to make. We must choose the future. Support America's families. Support America's future. Please vote yes to protect traditional marriage in California, Florida and Arizona."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;YES on California Proposition 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://protectmarriage.com/" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;http://protectmarriage.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES on Arizona Proposition 102 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yesformarriage.com/" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;http://yesformarriage.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES on Florida Proposition 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yes2marriage.org/" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;http://www.yes2marriage.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3796491926210816564-8758961608542612127?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8758961608542612127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8758961608542612127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8758961608542612127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8758961608542612127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/10/same-sex-marriage-civil-right.html' title='Same Sex Marriage, A Civil Right?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQaY6zwXLSI/AAAAAAAAASg/oQzOksOTesM/s72-c/rings+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1509813109584099749</id><published>2008-10-26T11:46:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:28:14.261+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father and daughter'/><title type='text'>She Call's Him Papapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQQ4AZJptJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/POnfCYdT5Lg/s1600-h/Hevyn+Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQQ4AZJptJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/POnfCYdT5Lg/s200/Hevyn+Edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261391844078105746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hevyn turned 6 months last Oct. 15. She's now a talkative darling. I don't know how she learned it, on her fourth month she first said "mama" while we we're staring at the closet mirror with Winnie the Pooh sticker. She touched the sticker and said "mama"- obviously that's not "mama", but at least she learned now that I am "mama". When she turned 5 months, she became more talkative and seemed to immitate a conversation with us by mumbling (really sounds like she's conversing with us). That's when she learned how to call her father "papapa" in a very sweet darling tone as if saying "helo". Since she's a baby, we're trying to teach her to call him "dada", but this is how she wanted to call him "papapa"....&lt;div&gt;We co-sleep by the way, and every morning she wakes up she would touch my face and hold my messy hair and say "mama, mama". How sweet, it just feels like heaven to wake up this way. In the afternoon, my dh also takes a nap once he gets home and Hevyn does the same to him, of course he wouldn't be able to sleep. Her sweetness just makes us want to play with her more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home is truly a heaven on earth. I couldn't ask for more. I'm grateful for my dear husband who's working really hard to sustain us with our needs. Of course I could choose to work prestigiously as an accountant here. But its truly a blessing to be a stay at home wife and be able to take care of my families needs personally,  see my daughter grow each day and be there for her anytime she needs me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-1509813109584099749?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1509813109584099749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1509813109584099749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1509813109584099749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1509813109584099749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-calls-him-papapa.html' title='She Call&apos;s Him Papapa'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SQQ4AZJptJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/POnfCYdT5Lg/s72-c/Hevyn+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8238330732720972651</id><published>2008-10-06T13:15:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:25:21.876+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='72 hour kit emergency preparedness'/><title type='text'>72 Hour Kit Haunts Me In My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOnz8sNWRtI/AAAAAAAAARw/X2YCU1ENWr8/s1600-h/72+hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOnz8sNWRtI/AAAAAAAAARw/X2YCU1ENWr8/s200/72+hour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253998664289240786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dh is always amazed by how I can remember dreams that I have each night, sometimes I can tell him 3 different dreams I had at the same night. Anyway, for many months I keep on dreaming about calamities happening back in Philippines, sometimes earthquakes, hurricane, flood, etch. And in all of those dreams I'm always left behind carrying &lt;a href="http://www.72hours.org/build_kit.html"&gt;72 hour kit&lt;/a&gt; or looking for it. I always tell my dh to help me organize our 72 hour bag in case whatever happens we can pick it up quickly, and he always responds yes but I'm still the only one who ends up organizing it. Maybe its my paranoia why I always dream about it.&lt;div&gt;Last night I dreamed about it again, there was a fire and the whole city is burning. People are running here and there and as usual I'm carrying our 72 hour bag. I was left behind and I'm looking for my dh and baby who run their way without anything, my greatest worry was that they don't have any food and water with them. There was even one dream when I was pushing a small food storage full of foods and water and some people are asking me to share some water with them because they were'nt able to bring any with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be wond'ring that I have a 72 hour bag well prepared... sorry but you are wrong. These are the only things I have in the bag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;all our important documents in two plastic folders wrapped in plastic bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some canned foods, (2 cans tuna, 2 cans sardines)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 bars of chocolate and a pack of dried fruits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flashlight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;first aid medicines (band aid, alcohol prep pads, paracetamol tablets, ibufropen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I've decided I have to add other things I might as well need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; 3 pcs baby blankets and some baby clothes, wet wipes and 9 pcs. diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 big blankets for the family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;500 grams corn flakes cereals &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cans whole kernel corn &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lighter and candle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jewelries and some money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paper, pen, pocket knife and lots of plastic sheets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disposable dish utensils for 3 days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And together with these I have a 2.5 galoon water we can easily pick at the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints have been counseled to have a food storage and be prepared for an emergency which includes having a 72 hour kit. This kit should be put together in a practical manner so that you can carry it with you if you ever need to evacuate your home. It is also important to prepare one for each member of your family who is able to carry one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm worry free and I hope this 72 hour bag won't haunt me in my dreams anymore. I don't know if I've forgotten anything, please leave a comment if you have additional suggestions. Thanks in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3796491926210816564-8238330732720972651?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8238330732720972651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8238330732720972651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8238330732720972651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8238330732720972651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/10/72-hour-kit-haunts-me-in-my-dreams.html' title='72 Hour Kit Haunts Me In My Dreams'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOnz8sNWRtI/AAAAAAAAARw/X2YCU1ENWr8/s72-c/72+hour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-449606250364886708</id><published>2008-09-13T08:19:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:14:22.538+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><title type='text'>Cleaning The House The Easier Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SMtZ3NzqvnI/AAAAAAAAARM/LpYtldbpZbU/s1600-h/house+cleaner+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SMtZ3NzqvnI/AAAAAAAAARM/LpYtldbpZbU/s200/house+cleaner+girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245384996137123442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are quite many things that keeps me busy lately, first is my growing daughter who is really very very active that I have to keep my eye on because I'll never know or figure out what she'll be doing. And of course, if I say taking care of my daughter and my husband, I can never ever separate that from cleaning the house. Now, I have so many excuses why I have to spend more time in the kitchen, in the bathroom and  in the house just to keep it clean and as much as possible not germ over- populated! lol.&lt;br /&gt;People change, I don't know what's going on with me, I wasn't like this before. A huge difference to what I was when I'm still single, I would admit that I'm very disorganized back then. I would do the cleaning and other household chores routinely after I got home from work and there are "that" that I simply forget. You know what I mean, in other words I never get anything finished as in finished. But life does change, and now I'm no longer my normal self (I guess). "Germs" and "bacteria" had been part of my daily vocabulary. lol. And killing them had been part of my daily action.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are five cleaning tips I learned as a home maker.&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A galoon of water mixed with half cup of baking soda and disinfectant cleaner can keep your floor (tiles or linoleum) germ free and well polished.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vinegar diluted with water does great polishing job for your faucets, sink and stainless fixtures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alcohol can be diluted with water to clean and disinfect (but a no no for plastic varnished furnitures).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best way to clean mirrors is to use a damp cloth, wipe it and wipe dry with newspaper. You don't only clean, you also recycle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To keep your bathroom mildew free and, its good to wipe it dry everyday or at least two times a week. I use a dishwashing scrubbing pad, detergent cleaner, and after washing the walls wipe it dry. This way you don't have to do it the hard way when mildews and soap scums has started to build up. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you fry or saute in the kitchen it's good to wipe the walls and fixtures near your cooking are with detergent and some diluted vinegar to avoid the build up of oil. I used to place some wall papers or plain papers on top of kitchen cabinets, and have it regularly changed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of now, my hardest challenge is folding the clothes and ironing it. I hope I'll find my own way of organizing it the easier way. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3796491926210816564-449606250364886708?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/449606250364886708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=449606250364886708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/449606250364886708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/449606250364886708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/09/cleaning-house-easier-way.html' title='Cleaning The House The Easier Way'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SMtZ3NzqvnI/AAAAAAAAARM/LpYtldbpZbU/s72-c/house+cleaner+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-5990209758480241047</id><published>2008-09-04T12:38:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:36:15.087+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personalize Homepage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earn money'/><title type='text'>EARN MONEY USING INTERNET SEARCH ENGINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myhpf.co.uk/banner.asp?friend=201395"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myhpf.co.uk/banners/125x125.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was surfing the net, looking for ways on how I can earn money, I found a site that offers to pay just by using their search engine. They promise to split the revenue generated on bonafide searches on a  &lt;a href="http://www.myhpf.co.uk/faqs.asp#isitfree"&gt;50/50  basis&lt;/a&gt;. Not bad though, I spend a lot of time on the internet searching and surfing websites and with this I can even get paid in (British Pounds). How much money received clearly depends upon how much you use the service for your typical day to day Internet searches. Of course I loose nothing if I sign up since it's completely free, so I did. Well, I like their service, the entire website is working on many improvements like blog page, and personalized e-store. I'm really excited for their other services. Right now they are offering a personalized homepage where you can put what they call "gadgets", I've chosen a (1.) Youtube search engine for my convenience,  (2.) webpage mp3 player so I don't have to open another application to play my favorite music, (3.)  currency converter, (4.) Giglish- for daily humor, (5.) instant wikipedia search engine, (6.) The Good Blogs- which is like my mini blog for my daily update on blogs, and finally (7.) To Do List -which allows me to keep in tract with the things that I have to do for the day ( I almost forgot, I have to finish my laundry before hubby gets home- thanks for the reminder). I found this really great. And you can also personalized it with online games!&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, they are using yahoo as the search engine and other gadgets are from google. Its worth a try, and it still gives the option for you to use your preffered search provider. The homepage loads very fast no matter how many gadgets I added.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-5990209758480241047?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/5990209758480241047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=5990209758480241047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5990209758480241047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5990209758480241047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/09/earn-money-using-internet-search.html' title='EARN MONEY USING INTERNET SEARCH ENGINES'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-5612170219047416705</id><published>2008-08-25T21:22:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:31:42.231+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why There Is Pain And Suffering?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and suffering that I have seen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't believe that God exists." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you say that?" asked the customer. "Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people?&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things."&lt;br /&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument.&lt;br /&gt;The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard.&lt;br /&gt;He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber:&lt;br /&gt;"You know what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber.&lt;br /&gt;"I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!"&lt;br /&gt;"No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because&lt;br /&gt;if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come to me."&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist!&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help.&lt;br /&gt;That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:180%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-5612170219047416705?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/5612170219047416705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=5612170219047416705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5612170219047416705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5612170219047416705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-there-is-pain-and-suffering.html' title='Why There Is Pain And Suffering?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-286875018319180959</id><published>2008-08-09T11:48:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:37:54.284+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Bonding'/><title type='text'>Invest In Bonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJ19KHwVfkI/AAAAAAAAANs/QAnzNRcTYps/s1600-h/bond+certificate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJ19KHwVfkI/AAAAAAAAANs/QAnzNRcTYps/s200/bond+certificate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232475954908331586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I really want to do if I have a good amount of capital  is invest in bonds. My Financial Accounting Professor has shared to us how profitable it had been for her because bonds typically have a predictable stream of payments and repayment of principal and it also yields a good interest income. It is far more dependable in maintaining your capital compared to stocks and equity securities now that economy is unpredictably fluctuating.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog post is not intended to persuade you to invest in such, I'm referring to other bond investment. How about investing your time to bond with your family?&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate my husband for taking me out every week to eat out, stroll in the mall, do shopping together. I know he is investing so much time doing it, instead of staying in the house after a long day of work. So, if you notice he wasn't able to post much as he does sometimes, he is investing time on us. It can be a good option for your 'Monday, Family Home Evening Day'.&lt;br /&gt;We keep this habit of investing bonds with family members and hope to make this traditional to our family/ posterity. It helps a lot to strengthen the family, continues the courtship for mom and dad too.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad investment, in fact we consider it the best investment. And I assure there is no loss here.  David O. McKay said "No success can compensate for failure in the home," and we do know this is true. While we work, we do this for our family for their comfort and security, but there are times we forget the real reason. Isn't it all for our family? Should they be in mercy of the time you have for other things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the things we can do with our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family Home Evening- A once a week time to play with your family members, share some life's lesson with them, and counsel together about decisions and other family matters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner with them- a simple yet good investment of your time. You may be too busy with business meetings, but aren't your family as important as your business associates or whoever. There are things talked in the dinner table you might also miss out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring your family to the mall or anywhere each family member enjoys to be. Why would I forget going to mall, I love shopping or window shopping. Its our weekly date.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camp with your kids or family- it provides opportunity to teach them and bond with them. It's wholesome, and fun too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever you enjoy doing together as family, do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I really love to invest in bonds, it is profitable and eternally rewarding. The payoffs start now and continues to eternity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/NewEra/img/img00615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJ2ABoBGcOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tQhBEmV5--0/s400/invest+in+bonds.dll" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232479107484643554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(click for larger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/DOCUME%7E1/Kenj/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-286875018319180959?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/286875018319180959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=286875018319180959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/286875018319180959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/286875018319180959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/08/invest-in-bonds.html' title='Invest In Bonds'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJ19KHwVfkI/AAAAAAAAANs/QAnzNRcTYps/s72-c/bond+certificate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2284419876821133414</id><published>2008-08-08T20:01:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:50:26.661+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>Heavenne Laughs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Does anybody notice that today in Saudi Arabia and in all the world, is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8-8-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;08 August, 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Record some memorable things that will happen today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for us, we would like to share to you Heavenne, our 3 months old baby's hysterical laugh uploaded in Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLx577fCQD0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nLx577fCQD0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2284419876821133414?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2284419876821133414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2284419876821133414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2284419876821133414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2284419876821133414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/08/heavenne-laughs.html' title='Heavenne Laughs!'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1078229400099302488</id><published>2008-08-06T12:10:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:12:07.554+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i-phone'/><title type='text'>How's Your Battery?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJmEvZVorUI/AAAAAAAAANg/J5UJetPvdnU/s1600-h/iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJmEvZVorUI/AAAAAAAAANg/J5UJetPvdnU/s200/iphone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231358391957892418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dh is always annoyed with my cellphone. Its just that the battery is always dead, and most of the times the battery dies at the middle of a phone conversation, or sometimes even before I answer it. Now, he decided he has to buy me a  new one instead of just changing the battery. Hmmm, now I know what to do if I want to change my cellphone's unit model, lol. Do you recommend any particular brand and model? I think I like the pink i-phone above.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our conversation regarding to  buy or not to buy a new cellphone has brought me to reflect something about batteries and cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine always reminds me, "there is no battery needed to pray, there is no such thing as no signal or out of network coverage area,". That may be true at a point. But today I want to emphasize, there needs to be a battery  in our prayers, just like in our cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;Without the battery, there will be no such thing called miracle, no such thing as answered prayer, no such thing as conversation with the Lord, not even a thing called prayer. Of course! Can you ever imagine yourself using a cellphone that has run out of battery? It can't be used to call nor to answer a call.&lt;br /&gt;Some batteries may not be really dead, some are just weak, and some are really good.&lt;br /&gt;There are batteries that can allow you to call for a short time, but will not allow you to furthermore hear the person on the other line because by the time he/she is about to answer the call, the cellphone's battery already run out.&lt;br /&gt;Some batteries are good, it allows you to call, to complete the call, and for friends to call you too.&lt;br /&gt;Some batteries just don't work anymore and needed to be recharged. It won't allow you to call or do anything with your cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;Our faith is comparable to batteries. You will never intend to use your cellphone when the battery is already dead nor will a person pray when there is no faith. Some do have faith and do pray but when it comes to hearing the answer to their prayers they become deaf, and wouldn't hear it. All prayers are answered, it requires faith, an ear to hear  and a long life battery to wait for the answer at times. At times, the signal is not good even though the battery is good. And at that point, maybe its time to move, look for a place where there is a good signal to tune us to the Holy Ghost, maybe we need to cleanse ourselves and make ourselves ready to hear the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Even if our battery is low, or dead, or the signal is bad; we can always recharge it, look for a place where the signal is good. And for sure the conversation will be clear, enough for us to ask, hear the answer and know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this post, I have a good news; it doesn't and wouldn't cost you anything to have a good battery for prayer. I agree, one of the best things in life and in the eternities are free, and if we don't have faith; even&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/alma/32/27#27"&gt; a desire to have faith&lt;/a&gt; will be enough.  &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=f19926cb31cf5110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;The testimony of others may initiate and nourish the desire for faith and testimony, but eventually every individual must find out for himself.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally know that &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=d4287fae6f3eb010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;miracles do happen, and all prayers are answered&lt;/a&gt; and it is through the power of faith.&lt;br /&gt;Have to go and work out the i-phone with my dh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-1078229400099302488?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1078229400099302488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1078229400099302488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1078229400099302488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1078229400099302488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/08/hows-your-battery.html' title='How&apos;s Your Battery?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJmEvZVorUI/AAAAAAAAANg/J5UJetPvdnU/s72-c/iphone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2700212023337824493</id><published>2008-08-02T14:40:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:22.991+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping tips'/><title type='text'>7 Habits of Really Effective Shopper</title><content type='html'>Are you one amongst those who really takes the time shopping? Or one who gets bored with your companion who spends too much time shopping? I remember how my dh complains about how long it takes for me to shop for something. But no matter how he complains I don't intend to change the way it is. Why? I think its part of being a good shopper. So here are some reasons why you should really take time shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you really &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRbgIN36kI/AAAAAAAAANA/CvawpfJOuQk/s1600-h/habit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRbgIN36kI/AAAAAAAAANA/CvawpfJOuQk/s200/habit+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229905674803604034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;want to save money for your grocery, you have to be familiar and aware how prices of products ranges from different grocery stores or super markets. There are products that are cheaper here than there. If you don't need it now, why not wait when you come to the other store or super market so you can save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be smart and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRenUI93vI/AAAAAAAAANY/qdekjhLTvOc/s1600-h/habit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRenUI93vI/AAAAAAAAANY/qdekjhLTvOc/s200/habit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229909096798215922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; consider your health, you've got to know what's in the food you are taking/eating. It's a habbit I got from my dear aunt and mother. Check out the ingredients and take time to compare each brand. The "nutrition facts" are great facts/ information for your calories and nutritional intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Shoppi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaVG_VPkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CFAYqim_UeQ/s1600-h/habit+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaVG_VPkI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CFAYqim_UeQ/s200/habit+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904385983987266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng for clothes, shoes and accessories gives me a chance to tour the entire mall or malls in the area. Why should you spend too much when other boutiques have on sale items. And why hurry buying your clothes if other stores have better designs at cheaper price. Some expensive brands/lines of clothing put items on sale so customers can afford it- be aware and be the first to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't be &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRbgCC0i3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/z5wwQoDX9fo/s1600-h/habit+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRbgCC0i3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/z5wwQoDX9fo/s200/habit+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229905673146633074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an impulse buyer. Not all things on sale are cheap, some stores put mark up on prices before going on sale, and it doesn't make the price low. Be smart and know what's expensive and where you can save. And did you ever buy a good brand of dress which they put on sale but later found out you wouldn't want to wear it? Or did you ever bought a last pair of shoe on sale? And found out, it doesn't fit nicely because its only close to your real size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take time &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaV4yAZQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/StZYOpTJtm4/s1600-h/habit+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaV4yAZQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/StZYOpTJtm4/s200/habit+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904399349867778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to ask the sales person about the product. If its an electronic, know where it was made, is the spare parts available in case you need it? Warranty? Is there a service center for it? Not all things are written in the user's manual. If you are buying bags, know the quality of what you buy. Is it leather or synthetic, if you don't know why not ask. Some bags are too expensive simply because of style and brand name but are nothing when you talk of quality. We should never compromise quality over fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Brand&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaWFhCO5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XmgFH1Gzpzo/s1600-h/habit+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaWFhCO5I/AAAAAAAAAMo/XmgFH1Gzpzo/s200/habit+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904402768346002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s does matter. Sometimes it can make your item expensive, but some brands are consumer tested and the quality is superb compared to other brands. It is better to spend a little more on something that would last longer. So take time investigating which brand is preffered by the consumers. I don't mean that you have to make a feasibility study, but you can ask friends. An electrician friend for electronics, or someone good in computers for computers and laptops, a fashionable friend for your fashion items and so forth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sometimes it really takes more than one- store- visit to decide which one &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaWX9MbbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hBbKFO3vjsA/s1600-h/habit+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRaWX9MbbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hBbKFO3vjsA/s200/habit+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904407718292914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to buy, specially if you are buying something that costs a lot of money. Product reviews are helpful so why not take time to check it online too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I thinks that's all I can suggest. Do you have other shopping tips to add on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you take the time, be smart and enjoy your shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and hope these ease your shopping dilemma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2700212023337824493?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2700212023337824493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2700212023337824493' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2700212023337824493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2700212023337824493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/08/7-habits-of-really-effective-shopping.html' title='7 Habits of Really Effective Shopper'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJRbgIN36kI/AAAAAAAAANA/CvawpfJOuQk/s72-c/habit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-3240531099385690137</id><published>2008-07-31T11:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:23.175+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Faith'/><title type='text'>Hopeless Dawn—Joyful Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJGLAqVJ-RI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-xbfzZYriM/s1600-h/morning.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJGLAqVJ-RI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-xbfzZYriM/s200/morning.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229113485833140498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With all things happening in this world, wars, contentions between nations, calamities, despair and so forth... is there a way to find peace and happiness? Is there still a way to have faith that there is God who watches over us? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have witnessed the sorrow of many who have lost their loved ones, this blog entry is my response to their sorrow. And I hoped that they will find hope and comfort here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=75be9209df38b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thomas S. Monson said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...For countless others who have loved and lost dear ones, each dawn is hopeless. Such is the experience of those who regard the grave as the end and immortality as but a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The famed scientist Madame Marie Curie returned to her home the night of the funeral for her husband, Pierre Curie, who was killed in an accident in the streets of Paris, and made this entry in her diary: “They filled the grave and put sheaves of flowers on it. Everything is over. Pierre is sleeping his last sleep beneath the earth. It is the end of everything, everything, everything.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The atheist Bertrand Russell adds his testament: “No fire, no heroism, no integrity of thought and feeling can preserve an individual life beyond the grave.” And Schopenhauer, the German philosopher and pessimist, was even more bitter. He wrote: “To desire immortality is to desire the eternal perpetuation of a great mistake.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In reality, every thoughtful person has asked himself this question: Does the life of man continue beyond the grave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Death comes to all mankind. It comes to the aged as they walk on faltering feet. Its summons is heard by those who have scarcely reached midway in life’s journey, and often it hushes the laughter of little children. Death is one tragic fact that no one can escape or deny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Frequently, death comes as an intruder. It is an enemy that suddenly appears in the midst of life’s feast, putting out its lights and gaiety. Death lays its heavy hand upon those dearest to us and at times leaves us baffled and wondering. In certain situations, as in great suffering and illness, death comes as an angel of mercy. But for the most part we think of it as the enemy of human happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But what of today? Is there comfort for the grieving heart? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The darkness of death can ever be dispelled by the light of revealed truth. “I am the resurrection, and the life,” spoke the Master; “he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.” (John 11:25–26.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This reassurance, yes, even holy confirmation of life beyond the grave, could well be the peace promised by the Savior when He assured his disciples: “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” (John 14:27.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“Ye believe in God, believe also in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you … that where I am, there ye may be also.” (John 14:1–3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Out of the darkness and horror of Calvary came the voice of the Lamb, saying, “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.” (Luke 23:46.) And the dark was no longer dark, for He was with His Father. He had come from God, and to God he had returned. So also those who walk with God in this earthly pilgrimage know from blessed experience that He will not abandon His children who trust in Him. In the night of death His presence will be “better than a light and safer than a known way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The reality of the resurrection was voiced by the martyr Stephen as he looked upward and cried: “I see the heavens opened, and the Son of man standing on the right hand of God.” (Acts 7:56.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saul, on the road to Damascus, had a vision of the risen, exalted Christ. Later, as Paul, defender of truth and fearless missionary in the service of the Master, he bore witness of the risen Lord as he declared to the Saints at Corinth: “Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures; … he was buried, and … rose again the third day according to the scriptures: … he was seen of Cephas, then of the twelve:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“After that, he was seen of above five hundred brethren at once. … He was seen of James; then of all the apostles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“And last of all he was seen of me.” (1 Cor. 15:3–8.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In our dispensation this same testimony was spoken boldly by the Prophet Joseph Smith, as he and Sidney Rigdon testified: “And now, after the many testimonies which have been given of him, this is the testimony, last of all, which we give of him: That he lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“For we saw him, even on the right hand of God; and we heard the voice bearing record that he is the Only Begotten of the Father—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;“That by him, and through him, and of him, the worlds are and were created, and the inhabitants thereof are begotten sons and daughters unto God.” (D&amp;amp;C 76:22–24.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is the knowledge that sustains. This is the truth that comforts. This is the assurance that guides those bowed down with grief out of the shadows and into the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Such help is not restricted to the elderly, the well educated, or a select few. It is available to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Some years ago, the Salt Lake City newspapers published an obituary notice of a close friend—a mother and wife taken by death in the prime of her life. I visited the mortuary and joined a host of persons gathered to express condolence to the distraught husband and motherless children. Suddenly the smallest child, Kelly, recognized me and took my hand in hers. “Come with me,” she said, and she led me to the casket in which rested the body of her beloved mother. “I’m not crying, Brother Monson, and neither must you. My mommy told me many times about death and life with Heavenly Father. I belong to my mommy and my daddy. We’ll all be together again.” The words of the Psalmist echoed to my soul: “Out of the mouth of babes … hast thou ordained strength.” (Ps. 8:2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Through tear-moistened eyes, I recognized a beautiful and faith-filled smile. For my young friend, whose tiny hand yet clasped mine, there would never be a hopeless dawn. Sustained by her unfailing testimony, knowing that life continues beyond the grave, she, her father, her brothers, her sisters, and indeed all who share this knowledge of divine truth can declare to the world: “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” (Ps. 30:5.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With all the strength of my soul, I testify that God lives, that His Beloved Son is the firstfruits of the resurrection, that the gospel of Jesus Christ is that penetrating light that makes of every hopeless dawn a joyful morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I started this blog, I intend to share to people the things I know, the things I believe, things in my mind , and the story of our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, I felt strongly about writing something about my faith, and I will do so from time to time whenever I feel like doing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the truth that I know, and this is what makes up my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know that there is God, we are His children, and He has a plan for us. I know that life doesn't end when we die, but it must continue hereafter with our families. I know families are forever, and I'm thankful it is. This is not my belief, this is what I KNOW. &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/3796491926210816564-3240531099385690137?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/3240531099385690137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=3240531099385690137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3240531099385690137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3240531099385690137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/hopeless-dawnjoyful-morning.html' title='Hopeless Dawn—Joyful Morning'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJGLAqVJ-RI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E-xbfzZYriM/s72-c/morning.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-3484890691319634510</id><published>2008-07-30T08:55:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:23.630+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foot Scrub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foot Soak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foot care'/><title type='text'>Easy Homemade Recipe To Pamper Your Tired Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJAVFLNL14I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bO9-_GDYvBY/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJAVFLNL14I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bO9-_GDYvBY/s200/feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228702346028767106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After doing all the house chores, a time for some relaxation and pampering is all I want. But it doesn't mean you have to spend a lot of money pampering yourself with facial, or foot spa. You can always innovate and try something that will relax  those muscles.&lt;br /&gt;Let me share with you some tips to care and pamper your tired feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Begin with foot soak. Foot soak is done to soften the calluses and corns. I usually start this by massaging my feet with my favorite lotion or essential oil or baby oil (Or you can start  by  massaging your feet with petroleum jelly at night, cover it with socks and do the  soaking and scrubbing the following morning).Then soak your feet in a basin or bath tub filled with "as hot as you can water" for 15 -30 minutes. You may want to add some sea salt to the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its scrub time! Now that the calluses and corns have softened, we can start scrubbing them out. Here are some foot scrub recipes you can try...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot Scrub Recipe #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;     Mix 2 tbsp. of baking soda, and 2 tbsp. olive oil/ essential oil/ baby oil . I  recommend this specially if you have problems with foot odor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Foot Scrub Recipe #2&lt;br /&gt; Mix 3 tbsp. brown sugar or honey  with 2 tbsp olive oil/ essential oil/ baby oil.  This is specially good if you have cracked dry heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foot Scrub Recipe #3&lt;br /&gt;  You can use St. Ives Exfoliating Apricot Moisturizing Body Wash (still not that  expensive, after all its only the jojoba beads that I want from this). Followed by a mixture of 4 tbsp honey and 2 tbsp fresh milk.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can start by gently massaging your feet , concentrating on areas with calluses and corns. Use pumice stone, rub it lightly back and forth to file the rough skin. If this is the first time you're doing this, don't force to smooth your feet .  After scrubbing, rinse your feet with warm water and pat dry. Apply your favorite moisturizing lotion. You can repeat this 2 to 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you have tips or recipes that you can share, or have done this, I would like to receive a feed back from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a  happy feet day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-3484890691319634510?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/3484890691319634510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=3484890691319634510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3484890691319634510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3484890691319634510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/easy-home-recipe-to-pamper-your-tired.html' title='Easy Homemade Recipe To Pamper Your Tired Feet'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SJAVFLNL14I/AAAAAAAAAL4/bO9-_GDYvBY/s72-c/feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2648824932728460159</id><published>2008-07-28T22:46:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:23.805+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salt'/><title type='text'>Cooking In The Kitchen- Thank You Salt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SI4sPQ8X7cI/AAAAAAAAALw/FKWd9qgtjfI/s1600-h/kitchen.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SI4sPQ8X7cI/AAAAAAAAALw/FKWd9qgtjfI/s200/kitchen.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228164858181578178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One sure thing I do everyday is cooking. Of course, its a daily need that needed to be satisfied. This is also one thing that I have to adjust to when I got married more than a year ago. Back when I was still single and working, I'm used to eating out and cooking easily prepare meals. And when I say easily prepared meals, it means fried fish, stir fried vegetables of all kinds (whatever is available inside the fridge), and simply oatmeal or toasted bread for breakfast. It have to be less than 30 minute meal (that takes more than a Rachel Ray) as much as possible. Sadly, this is a no no when I married a man that really takes the effort and art in cooking meals. Anyway, its not that bad afterall. My mom has taught me how to cook some meals like soups, and also how to innovate them. Yes I can cook, its just that there are times that I'm too lazy to do the chopping, peeling, and etc. When I was pregnant, I have lots of reasons not to cook, or why I can't cook. But it's very different now that I have my baby. I breastfeed and so I have to make sure foods are cooked well, nutricious, clean and as much as possible no MSG in it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my effort, today I cooked" mung bean soup with chicken and alugbati leaves", it's introduced to me by my dear husband. I hate it when the vegetable I cook have soil on its leaves, but thanks a lot to salt. One thing I learned from my dear mother, washing vegetables thoroughly with water is not enough. After thorough washing with water, soaking the vegetables in water with lots of salt can wash dirts and etc. Try it, and you will see how salt gets the dirt from those leaves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot of thank you  "salt", you don't only give spice and taste to the food I cook. You also makes sure that vegetables are well cleaned before I cook them. You are indeed a wonder, what will I do without you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2648824932728460159?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2648824932728460159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2648824932728460159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2648824932728460159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2648824932728460159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/cooking-in-kitchen-thank-you-salt.html' title='Cooking In The Kitchen- Thank You Salt'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SI4sPQ8X7cI/AAAAAAAAALw/FKWd9qgtjfI/s72-c/kitchen.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-8114217029638772956</id><published>2008-07-28T05:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:23.889+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog'/><title type='text'>In Pursuit of a Noble Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIy_E4JT5WI/AAAAAAAAALg/uE26LgMhpQo/s1600-h/30aug04ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIy_E4JT5WI/AAAAAAAAALg/uE26LgMhpQo/s200/30aug04ds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227763357982123362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pete Rahon, an OFW, International Staff, and a blogger interview my husband Kenji about the Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Search Project. I know my husband have a lot of discouraging moments and difficulties in pursuing this project but it's gaining ground and credibility. Just look at the following sponsors, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://damuhan.blogspot.com/2008/07/isang-patalastas-top-10-pinoy-expats.html"&gt;Damuhan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://thefilipinoweb.com/blogging/2008-top-10-pinoy-expats-blog/"&gt;The Filipino Web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.nikkypals.com/2008/07/search-for-2008-top-10-pinoy-expats.html"&gt;WOW Pinoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, and now Pete, a famed Pinoy Blogger based in Gwangju : Jeolla : South Korea. Pete will be helping Kenji in the mechanics as well as in the selection process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;As far I know, Kenji is sending several sponsorship letters to award the top 10 winners, this is a project that has a lot of watch out to do and will definitely impact the pinoy blogging world so those of you who haven't taken part, come and let us join hands in this worthy cause we are in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;Here is the interview title Pete used in his blogsite &lt;a href="http://ofwbagongbayani.blogspot.com/"&gt;OFW's Mga Bagong Bayani &lt;/a&gt;and it is also crossposted to his site &lt;a href="http://ofwbagongbayani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Live Life! Love Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://ofwbagongbayani.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saudi Based Pinoy Chemical Engineer Launches Search for the 2008 Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/theme/pink/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -943px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ofwbagongbayani.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interview with an Overseas Filipino Worker (OFW) Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"Finally my plan to feature OFW here had materialize with this interview with Jebee Kenji Solis. He has been blogging since 2005. This is how he describe his blog: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;KOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/theme/pink/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -943px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;is a jargon word for "these are my thoughts". Blog of a Young Filipino LDS Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;living in Saudi Arabia. Thoughts and Musings about Life and Love, Trials and Challenges, Faith and Hope as we continue in our journey to FOREVER."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I was invited to nominate for the Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog. I find the search interesting so I asked him if I can feature him on this blog and promote his initiative. Below is the interview of Kenji."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the excerpt from question No. 7 of 9 Kenji was asked;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7) Tell us about the the search you launched on the Top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"The top 10 Pinoy Expats/OFW Blog is a search contest. We would like to recognize and honor those Pinoy expats/OFW, more than 10 million of them working around the world who toils and work for their loved ones in the Philippines. We would like to highlight their stories and learn from their lessons through their blog. Considered as "Bagong Bayani" (new heroes) we ought to hear their voices and amplify them. So we can show that we care for them for they deserve to be heard and acknowledged. Since this is the first search the rule is very simple. Definitely we have some small prizes in stored for the top 10. We also have an icon or widget for nominees to display this contest to promote it. So for those who are interested to nominate Filipino expat/OFW bloggers please visit this site for more information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2008/07/search-for-2008-top-10-pinoy-abroad.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2008/07/search-for-2008-top-10-pinoy-abroad.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2008/07/search-for-2008-top-10-pinoy-abroad.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/theme/pink/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -943px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.40/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;We have already few sponsors and we are looking for more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Read the rest of the entry. It is one of the best interview coz it tackles a variety of subjects with final note of the search project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;©2008 THOUGHTSKOTO&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-8114217029638772956?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/8114217029638772956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=8114217029638772956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8114217029638772956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/8114217029638772956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-pursuit-of-noble-cause.html' title='In Pursuit of a Noble Cause'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIy_E4JT5WI/AAAAAAAAALg/uE26LgMhpQo/s72-c/30aug04ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-4832855412638227185</id><published>2008-07-28T00:03:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:24.144+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family home evenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>How Much Do You Make An Hour?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIzlPn27GFI/AAAAAAAAALo/VDtR78Y5xHk/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIzlPn27GFI/AAAAAAAAALo/VDtR78Y5xHk/s200/clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227805324030449746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://http://ldschat.com/thoughts.php?thought=How%20Much%20Do%20You%20Make%20An%20Hour?"&gt;wonderfully inspiring story&lt;/a&gt; I read last night and just  wanted to share with you. A great time to reflect, and don't forget it's family home evening day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year-old son waiting for him at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you must know, I make $20 an hour."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I please borrow $10?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work long hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish behavior."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: He may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.&lt;br /&gt;"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.&lt;br /&gt;"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $10 you asked for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."&lt;br /&gt;-Unknown Author&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-4832855412638227185?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/4832855412638227185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=4832855412638227185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4832855412638227185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4832855412638227185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-much-do-you-make-hour.html' title='How Much Do You Make An Hour?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIzlPn27GFI/AAAAAAAAALo/VDtR78Y5xHk/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-7310496968643218863</id><published>2008-07-26T16:28:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:24.322+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father and daughter'/><title type='text'>Butterfly Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bob Carlisle &amp;amp; Randy Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.fingerhut.com/H1/200/H1468_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIsu73CIwOI/AAAAAAAAALY/ztdxJtRdw0o/s400/butterfly+baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227323398413664482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's two things I know for sure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was sent here from heaven, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she's daddy's little girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I drop to my knees by her bed at night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I thank God for all of the joy in my life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But most of all, for... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Walk beside the pony daddy, it's my first ride."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know the cake looks funny, daddy, but I sure tried." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, with all that I've done wrong, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must have done something right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To deserve a hug every morning, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And butterfly kisses at night. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet sixteen today, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's looking like her momma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little more everyday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One part woman, the other part girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To perfume and makeup, form ribbons and curls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying her wings outin a great big world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I remember... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You know how much I love you daddy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if you don't mind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm only going to kiss you on the cheek this time." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all that I've done wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must have done something right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To deserve her love every morning, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And butterfly kisses at night. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the precious time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the wind, the years go by Precious butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spread your wings and fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She'll change her name today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She'll make a promise, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'll give her away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing in the bride &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;roomjust staring at her, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she asked me what I'm thinking, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I said "I'm not sure, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then she leaned over....and gave me.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butterfly kisses, with her mama there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sticking little flowers all up in her hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Walk me down the aisle, daddy, it's just about time." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Daddy, don't cry." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all that I've done wrong, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must have done something right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To deserve her love every morning, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And butterfly kisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't ask God for more, man, this is what love is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I've gotta let her go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I'll always remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lately, I made myself busy on some crafts for our baby. I remembered this poem, and so I made some paper butterfly and am sticking it on our walls together with some paper flowers. There isn't much like these that our dear daughter can see in Saudi Arabia aside from dusts, some dates palm, few trees and desert grass&lt;/em&gt; so I have to find way for her to learn about nature. And of course shower her with butterfly kisses too. I have to take photo of our wall once I finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/3796491926210816564-7310496968643218863?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/7310496968643218863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=7310496968643218863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7310496968643218863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/7310496968643218863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/butterfly-kisses.html' title='Butterfly Kisses'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SIsu73CIwOI/AAAAAAAAALY/ztdxJtRdw0o/s72-c/butterfly+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-6408517237523662251</id><published>2008-07-26T15:06:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:34:34.749+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was gone for a while due to the demands of being a housewife and a mother.&lt;br /&gt;I feel elated as I checked my e-mail and found a very sweet "Beautiful Blogger Award" which I have posted  minutes ago at my side bar. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/awards"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none ;" alt="The Beautiful Blogger Award" src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/award_beautiful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(153, 153, 153) rgb(153, 153, 153); border-width: medium 4px 4px; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; width: 192px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Awarded to &lt;a href="http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shiela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awarded to &lt;a href="http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shiela&lt;/a&gt;&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/3796491926210816564-6408517237523662251?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/6408517237523662251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=6408517237523662251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6408517237523662251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/6408517237523662251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-thanks.html' title='My Thanks'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2615570734131026138</id><published>2008-07-16T07:05:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:25.227+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>Finally 3-Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday my little angel reached three months! She's growing up too fast, and I always tell my husband how I wish she will remain a baby forever. But I know that is so unfair for her, and I cannot withhold to her that right. Right now, we are enjoying every moment with her, seeing her grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a very talkative baby now, and would always respond to us in her baby talk manner which we cannot understand but is very fascinating! Last night, she keeps on kicking, mumbling, and laughing till 3:00am today, I don't know what she is up to but she seems to be telling her story to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2H_3rXoOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/14jVzMgTUUc/s1600-h/after+delivery+1st+photo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223480674167005410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2H_3rXoOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/14jVzMgTUUc/s400/after+delivery+1st+photo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very first picture right few minutes after delivery. She seems to be smilling isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAAeguVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/maEbu6-eVwQ/s1600-h/apr+16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223480676528994642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAAeguVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/maEbu6-eVwQ/s400/apr+16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...close up pic the following morning Apr. 16 11:25am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IACKItSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/isr_OdP_d8g/s1600-h/apr+16-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223480676980405538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IACKItSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/isr_OdP_d8g/s400/apr+16-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and another pose, isn't that cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAA7eNrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SskXhdCKBBQ/s1600-h/apr+16-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223480676650464946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAA7eNrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SskXhdCKBBQ/s400/apr+16-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...another pose with dad, as he said "friendster pose"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAZLvTzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/d6_06MLXt_4/s1600-h/may+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223480683161145138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2IAZLvTzI/AAAAAAAAAKw/d6_06MLXt_4/s400/may+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eSxY4g_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/VkbLQY0_5ig/s1600-h/may+16+mom+and+heavenne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223857031873070066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eSxY4g_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/VkbLQY0_5ig/s400/may+16+mom+and+heavenne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...barely one month old &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eTO8s-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/66jgpqeW1gw/s1600-h/official+laugh+captured.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223857039807937442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eTO8s-6I/AAAAAAAAALA/66jgpqeW1gw/s400/official+laugh+captured.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...first captured laugh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eTACu4II/AAAAAAAAALI/YzEMPNdtPVM/s1600-h/Princess+almost+3+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223857035806695554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH7eTACu4II/AAAAAAAAALI/YzEMPNdtPVM/s400/Princess+almost+3+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...my pretty princess posing a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...I'm still sorting her pics and will update this post next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3796491926210816564-2615570734131026138?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2615570734131026138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2615570734131026138' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2615570734131026138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2615570734131026138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-3-months.html' title='Finally 3-Months'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SH2H_3rXoOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/14jVzMgTUUc/s72-c/after+delivery+1st+photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-2576363734910988902</id><published>2008-07-08T16:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:25.408+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household stuffs'/><title type='text'>I Broke My Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHN2Dno903I/AAAAAAAAAKI/kD77YvqMp8w/s1600-h/imagesCAVNDGW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220646197605028722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHN2Dno903I/AAAAAAAAAKI/kD77YvqMp8w/s400/imagesCAVNDGW2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know mom's will understand how it feels to lose one of the most important things in the house. This afternoon, I am very thankful that Heavenne is well behaved and sleeping soundly so I take the advantage of cleaning the entire house. As I was cleaning the other room, I noticed the vacuum cleaner isn't working well and I could still feel dusts on the carpet. I don't know what to do! My hero is still at work, and checking and repairing appliances isn't mine. Sometimes, I wonder why in our time, given all the comforts of life (cellphones, washing machines, vacuum cleaners, airconditioners, etc.), why does it feel difficult not to have one and we feel so helpless working without them? In old times, I believe women still manage to have a well organized homes without the comfort of appliances such as vacuum cleaner. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-2576363734910988902?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/2576363734910988902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=2576363734910988902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2576363734910988902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/2576363734910988902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-broke-my-helper.html' title='I Broke My Helper'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHN2Dno903I/AAAAAAAAAKI/kD77YvqMp8w/s72-c/imagesCAVNDGW2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-5870691439353821570</id><published>2008-07-08T14:01:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:25.547+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family home evenings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Heavenne'/><title type='text'>A Family Home Evening To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHNY531YYSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1GEvdHT1sO8/s1600-h/fhe_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220614144316170530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHNY531YYSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1GEvdHT1sO8/s400/fhe_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/hf/fhe/welcome/0,16785,4210-1,00.html"&gt;"Family home evening is a special time set aside each week that brings family members together and strengthens their love for each other, helps them draw closer to Heavenly Father, and encourages them to live righteously. "&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having family home evenings is a challenge for me and my dear husband. Sometimes it looks like an extended daily scripture study. I wonder oftentimes if there is anything we can do to make it more fun for the three of us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night, I prepared the food early, we ate and then had stroll on the neighboring stores on our area. When we arrived home, we had our family home evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear daddy was assigned to give the lesson, and he talked about the &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/ether/3"&gt;prayer of the brother of Jared&lt;/a&gt; and how important it is to pray, before we ended the family home evening we tried putting this nearly three-month old Heavenne to her bed but as soon as her back hits the top of her bed she woke up and cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're having a hard time figuring out what's wrong with her. She always sticks out her tongue and puts her fingers inside her mouth. Last Sunday night, she wouldn't sleep until 6:00 am monday. She always wakes up everytime we lay her down on her bed. And its only my husband who can put her to sleep on his arms, and she wouldn't if I'm the one holding her. I guess he had corrupted her mind to be a daddy's girl at an early age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, we decided to put her on our bed. You wouldn't believe it, she was smiling and laughing as we put her down. Is that all what she wants, to sleep with us? We spent the next 30 mins watching her smile and play with us. This little girl has her own way of getting what she wants, so we co-sleep last night and she woke up at 7:00am this morning and after feeding her she went back to sleep till 12:00 noon, fed her again and she's still sleeping at this time (3:30pm). But I'm grateful for the time we had together last night as a family. We're specially grateful that last night we had the first family fun game of playing with Heavenne.lol. I'm looking forward for the family home evening where she can give the prayer or lesson, but that will be a long time from now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We hope you friends also had a wonderful family home evening last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-5870691439353821570?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/5870691439353821570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=5870691439353821570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5870691439353821570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/5870691439353821570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='A Family Home Evening To Remember'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHNY531YYSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1GEvdHT1sO8/s72-c/fhe_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-3575528217739046872</id><published>2008-07-06T12:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:25.805+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love at home'/><title type='text'>Sick Domestic Goddess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHCZEMoVwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qZEtIadGawc/s1600-h/imagesCA2J90FC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219840265511355186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHCZEMoVwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qZEtIadGawc/s400/imagesCA2J90FC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaning the house, cookling meals, doing the chores, nursing my baby...a lot more keeps me busy each day. But last week, we were moving things to our new room in the apartment we're renting. I faced my enemy, dust and heat, as I clean the entire apartment. It's been a long day for us. At the end of the day, I was feeling really exhausted with all the cleaning and moving of things, and I had dry cough already. DH was already worried, but I keep on reminding him, I've never been sick for more than a year already and if I get mild cough that's enough to prove I'm still human, lol. The following day, we went to church, the heat of the sun and sand storm made it worse. We arrive home on the afternoon and I felt my throat is getting sore already.&lt;br /&gt;I started eating lots of oranges and citruss fruits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was more worried about my two month old baby if she caught my cough, so I asked DH to give a blessing on both of us. By midnight, I had a very painful throat, dry cough, difficult breathing  and fever, thankfully my daughter hasn't caught it and is perfectly healthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I am sick, my dear husband decided to be absent at work and take care of me and our baby. Well, I'm blessed enough to have a husband like him. He pampered me whole day with the "name what you want to eat", and "let me do it for you" stuffs. By noon, my fever was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I'm thankful for is for the blessings he gave to me and our daughter, it didn't took so long to be sick domestic goddess because of his blessings and the way he takes care of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is so wonderful. Trully nothing can compensate for a loving husband and a happy home, it simply makes everything easier to take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-3575528217739046872?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/3575528217739046872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=3575528217739046872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3575528217739046872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/3575528217739046872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/sick-domestic-goddess.html' title='Sick Domestic Goddess'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SHCZEMoVwzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qZEtIadGawc/s72-c/imagesCA2J90FC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-4295246291326688700</id><published>2008-07-03T12:11:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:26.027+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relieve Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facial'/><title type='text'>Easy Homemade Facial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGyhJwlDVZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/V8xT8RiDasI/s1600-h/imagesCAHYANTE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218723257246766482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGyhJwlDVZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/V8xT8RiDasI/s400/imagesCAHYANTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the last couple of weeks, I'd been quite busy in the house. So today, I decided to have some homemade facial for myself just to relieve those stress. I like homemade facials, they are economical and very natural. Here are some facial recipes I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Simply mix 3 tbsp milk and 2 tbsp honey in a cup and gently massage on your face and neck. You can also apply the excess mixture on your hands, arms and legs. Its a bit sticky so I advise you do it after taking a bath, for about 15-30 mins or longer and then rinse yourself with water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you have problems with oily skin, you can add some oatmeal and 1 tsp brown sugar to this mixture to make it look like paste. Pat it on your face and leave for 30 mins. Gently massage your face for 10 mins before you rinse it. Your final rinse should be cold water to close the pores of your skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To exfoliate, the mixture of honey, fresh milk and brown sugar will do it. Try this mixture specially if you have rough skin due to blackheads and whiteheads. Concentrate massaging on your nose area as the grains of sugar cleans it.  Rinse it thoroughly with warm water and final rinse with ice cold water to close the pores.&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;And if you are feeling really stressed, and thinks this facial won't work on you, my DH has a better suggestion. Check it out &lt;a href="http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2008/07/chuckle-burst-gasp-shake-tears-what-is.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a stress free day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3796491926210816564-4295246291326688700?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/4295246291326688700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=4295246291326688700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4295246291326688700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/4295246291326688700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-homemade-facial.html' title='Easy Homemade Facial'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGyhJwlDVZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/V8xT8RiDasI/s72-c/imagesCAHYANTE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-1753719041911379321</id><published>2008-07-02T13:34:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:26.237+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants in Saudi'/><title type='text'>Gardening in Saudi Arabia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGtidKTOawI/AAAAAAAAAH4/posPh1zSItc/s1600-h/imagesCAGDEPXD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218372846359571202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGtidKTOawI/AAAAAAAAAH4/posPh1zSItc/s400/imagesCAGDEPXD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I think about flowers, I often think about how beautiful my mom's garden is back in the Philippines. We can grow varieties of orchids and many flowering plants that saves us a lot of money instead of buying in flower shops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love tropical climates, you can always grow beautiful flowers and rich greenery in your backyard. But what am I to do here in Saudi Arabia, with its blistering desert climate outside. Of course there are some plants, some desert grass... palms of Dates. Whenever you go to flower shops, the usual flowers you can find are imported from Holland, in short you can't really grow flowers here all year round unlike in Philippines. And no matter how I wish I could grow orchids just like my mom, I couldn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I came here(May 2007), one friend gave me a hanging indoor plant that made me really happy! So I put it inside the house and I would bring it outside in the morning for sunlight, around 7:00-9:00a.m.. To my surprise, instead of yielding a rich green plant, the leaves turned yellow. The sun nearly damaged the entire pot of plant so I stopped bringing it outside to prevent further damage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I was surprised last winter season, when the road side here was paved with rich and colorful Petunias! I never thought the desert can grow colorful flowers during the winter. It was such a joy to see flowers everywhere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its already summer here in Saudi Arabia, and it is blistering hot outside. The colorful Petunias are gone, and Dates Palms are flourishing well along the roads and its fruits almost ready for harvest. I'll be looking forward to next winter for the pink and purple flowers.&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/3796491926210816564-1753719041911379321?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/1753719041911379321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=1753719041911379321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1753719041911379321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/1753719041911379321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/gardening-in-saudi-arabia.html' title='Gardening in Saudi Arabia'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGtidKTOawI/AAAAAAAAAH4/posPh1zSItc/s72-c/imagesCAGDEPXD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3796491926210816564.post-816316390086014426</id><published>2008-07-01T16:49:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:58:26.383+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink stuff'/><title type='text'>Pink Is My Color, What's Yours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGpCtHh3QwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ywKlqXGAvBg/s1600-h/pink+n+purp+toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218056461144769282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGpCtHh3QwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ywKlqXGAvBg/s400/pink+n+purp+toys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGo9fyCsrAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tqNKxAiEdRY/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, it tells about the blog title. Pink is my color. And I decided to blog something about it as my preliminary entry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why pink. I don't know... I can't think of any title so I simply pick the colors I like. Pink is my favorite, and it goes well with purple. Maybe its part of being feminine. That's why most girls would pick pink as their favorite color, a pink dress, pink ribbon, pink flower, pink socks... and pink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wouldn't believe, I named a &lt;a href="http://jbsolis.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-there-be-cat-in-heaven.html"&gt;cat Pinky&lt;/a&gt;, and my daughter's pink toy Pink... household stuffs are mostly pink, and majority of the clothes I wear are pink. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we will be shopping for some more stuffs we needed in the house, and I hope pink color will be available. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not a huge fan of Legally Blond or Barbie Doll but I admire them for picking the color pink. Its just so feminine, so neat looking. I'm glad I have a daughter that I can dress with pink!&lt;/em&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/3796491926210816564-816316390086014426?l=pinkmother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/feeds/816316390086014426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3796491926210816564&amp;postID=816316390086014426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/816316390086014426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3796491926210816564/posts/default/816316390086014426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkmother.blogspot.com/2008/07/pink-is-my-color-whats-yours.html' title='Pink Is My Color, What&apos;s Yours?'/><author><name>Mrs. Thoughtskoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13512177017350712689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SOrvRf054AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/E7ISWQwKbDE/S220/Shie+and+Hevyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SuOyxN2PwAI/SGpCtHh3QwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ywKlqXGAvBg/s72-c/pink+n+purp+toys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
