<?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-7935775</id><updated>2012-01-22T13:14:24.784-05:00</updated><category term='play time'/><category term='occasion'/><category term='trail'/><category term='books'/><category term='Family'/><category term='beach'/><category term='library'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>my thoughts, my secret mind, see what it has observed and knowing how to let the beautiful stuff out.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-7597582891968586257</id><published>2009-12-25T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:04:45.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419343355577890834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SzVgEakX-BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xqa4VmURdkw/s400/P1040947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SzVfvOK7_kI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u108Cr5Y9uE/s1600-h/P1040947.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas morning, Caroline gave me a cute snowman bracelet that she made at the church. The best gift I ever got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-7597582891968586257?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/7597582891968586257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=7597582891968586257' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7597582891968586257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7597582891968586257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SzVgEakX-BI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xqa4VmURdkw/s72-c/P1040947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-5332058831994591138</id><published>2009-05-22T23:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:19:52.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick Figure Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzA1MjA1NTcyMiZwdD*xMjQzMDUyMjgzMjA5JnA9MzkwMSZkPWZsYXNodG95cyZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJnQ9Jm89OWE2NDVlMTZiM2VhNDZkMjg4ZGViZTQyNjhhMmMyOWI=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeflashtoys.com/?stick-figure-family"&gt;&lt;img alt="Stick Figure Family at FreeFlashToys.com" src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/family_images/9/92/f69ced291f18bff4513b8bc6b03aec.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/7935775-5332058831994591138?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/5332058831994591138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=5332058831994591138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5332058831994591138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5332058831994591138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2009/05/stick-figure-family.html' title='Stick Figure Family'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-118858977472443137</id><published>2009-01-01T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:55:35.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SVzX64cebMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cZBY6EB7B7s/s1600-h/P1040069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337469210324162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SVzX64cebMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cZBY6EB7B7s/s320/P1040069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you all a very happy healthy and prosperous new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Note: Our first attempt to make cornish game hen for new years eve. It turned out good and we did enjoyed it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-118858977472443137?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/118858977472443137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=118858977472443137' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/118858977472443137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/118858977472443137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SVzX64cebMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cZBY6EB7B7s/s72-c/P1040069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-4000933680527948292</id><published>2008-12-25T16:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:58:01.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e6a55304e6a6b334d413d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Holidays" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e6a55304e6a6b334d413d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-4000933680527948292?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/4000933680527948292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=4000933680527948292' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/4000933680527948292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/4000933680527948292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to all!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-7348905289816571025</id><published>2008-11-07T23:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:59:58.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't need help mommy!"</title><content type='html'>I feel sad whenever Caroline say that. She's only 34 months, turning 3 years old in January and yet she know how to refuse my help. I don't want to imagine how would it be once she's much older.... she grows so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-7348905289816571025?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/7348905289816571025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=7348905289816571025' title='127 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7348905289816571025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7348905289816571025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-need-help-mommy.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t need help mommy!&quot;'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>127</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-2917626410104855866</id><published>2008-11-02T10:16:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:46:15.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasion'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SQ3EZeWuGWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lZq1mMEp-xE/s1600-h/trick+or+treat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264079481390111074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SQ3EZeWuGWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lZq1mMEp-xE/s320/trick+or+treat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being almost 3 years old (come January) Caroline, appreciates and enjoy halloween trick or treating. Unlike the last 2 years she just go with the flow, now she run the show! She had her butterfly outfit courtesy of Grammy Patricia. She so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful city of Safety Harbor closed the Main Street to make way for the trick or treaters. It was fun to see kids in custume and having fun collecting candies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--vjd3Rsp78&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--vjd3Rsp78&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-2917626410104855866?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6aef24aa1c488c0c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/2917626410104855866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=2917626410104855866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/2917626410104855866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/2917626410104855866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SQ3EZeWuGWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lZq1mMEp-xE/s72-c/trick+or+treat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-6007451403346934601</id><published>2008-10-03T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:47:12.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not how much time you have; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's how well you spend it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-6007451403346934601?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/6007451403346934601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=6007451403346934601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6007451403346934601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6007451403346934601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/10/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-7437634720437826915</id><published>2008-09-13T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:00:09.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Nights in Rodanthe</title><content type='html'>I read this novel way back in 2004, I fell in love with the story! I even convinced my husband (who's not into romance novel) to read it. This is an intense, passionate and memorable love story. At that time it entered my mind that someone should make a movie out of this novel. My wishes come true... coming this fall - Nights in Rodanthe - Richard Gere and Dianne Lane, a must see movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to find the book and re-read it again. We had moved 5x since then, but I'm still hoping I could find it. I would like to read it again before I watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SMx4PsVJM7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Uhg3Hb5ymi4/s1600-h/nights.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245699876972999602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SMx4PsVJM7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Uhg3Hb5ymi4/s320/nights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Adrienne Willis, a woman with her life in chaos, retreats to the tiny coastal town of Rodanthe, in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, to tend to a friend's inn for the weekend. Here she hopes to find the tranquility she so desperately needs to rethink the conflicts surrounding her--a wayward husband who has asked to come home, and a teenaged daughter who resents her every decision. Almost as soon as Adrienne gets to Rodanthe, a major storm is forecast and Dr. Paul Flanner arrives. The only guest at the inn, Flanner is not on a weekend escape but rather is there to face his own crisis of conscience. Now, with the storm closing in, the two turn to each other for comfort and, in one magical weekend, set in motion a life-changing romance that will resonate throughout the rest of their lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-7437634720437826915?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/7437634720437826915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=7437634720437826915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7437634720437826915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7437634720437826915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/09/nights-in-rodanthe.html' title='Nights in Rodanthe'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SMx4PsVJM7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Uhg3Hb5ymi4/s72-c/nights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-6628581337974274416</id><published>2008-09-06T23:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:59:15.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paid Blogging - What's behind the hype?</title><content type='html'>A lot of people are talking about paid blogging. So I ask my self is it really possible to get paid while blogging? I was skeptical at first but I still read and research about it. Learning to get paid to blog is not as complicated as I thought it is. Basically the way it works is find an advertiser-you blog- then-get-paid, it's like posting a normal blog but with monetary incentive. You get paid to blog for every word and every single sentences you write, what's cool than that! But this new phenomenon requires time, patience, persistent and promotion to succeed. It sound so easy to me, if only I have all the time in the world then I could be a successful big-earner blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hype on paid blogging is growing big and I am considering to monetize my blog. I think it's good to be rewarded after spending hours on blogging and blog hopping. I'll have money to pay a web space or domain (if I consider to do so), Internet use and maybe some extra to plan a vacation. Wow I am already dreaming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-6628581337974274416?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/6628581337974274416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=6628581337974274416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6628581337974274416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6628581337974274416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/09/paid-blogging-whats-behind-hype.html' title='Paid Blogging - What&apos;s behind the hype?'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-1569949528482786031</id><published>2008-08-31T00:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:32:34.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Let me blog again..</title><content type='html'>A lot had happen with us lately, I can't even begin to tell you.. but I don't want to bore you with all the details, so let me summarize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a birthday recently, it was a quiet but fun birthday. I guess Caroline had more fun than anybody else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Wi8qyXvjqA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Wi8qyXvjqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video taken @ Lowry Park Zoo, Tampa FL&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLoyzdnysfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GHlqqqrszy8/s1600-h/P1030708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240556976105239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLoyzdnysfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GHlqqqrszy8/s320/P1030708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;carousel @ Lowry Park Zoo, Tampa FL&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now I am in the process of completing my citizenship, if time permits I will be an American citizen before the USA presidential election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLo2wDsrm1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/1BX6bRwDf50/s1600-h/P1030765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561315653327698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLo2wDsrm1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/1BX6bRwDf50/s320/P1030765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last but not the least, we purchased our very first house in the city of &lt;a href="http://www.cityofsafetyharbor.com/"&gt;Safety Harbor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240561909444869810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLo3SnvnfrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Zf2-e6atxaE/s320/bayplace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;photo courtesy of Realtor.com&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to the Lord for giving me a wonderful life, family and friends; and the courage to face the all the challenges in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-1569949528482786031?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/1569949528482786031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=1569949528482786031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1569949528482786031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1569949528482786031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-me-blog-again.html' title='Let me blog again..'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SLoyzdnysfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GHlqqqrszy8/s72-c/P1030708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-5030131174287088326</id><published>2008-07-05T16:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T16:46:04.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SG_rKzaaEdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/elYcZTW7JR0/s1600-h/P1030620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219649063977882066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SG_rKzaaEdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/elYcZTW7JR0/s320/P1030620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;4th of July 2008 Caroline @ 29 months - St Pete Beach &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hope you all had a great holiday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-5030131174287088326?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/5030131174287088326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=5030131174287088326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5030131174287088326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5030131174287088326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/SG_rKzaaEdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/elYcZTW7JR0/s72-c/P1030620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-5722436518857504749</id><published>2008-03-23T07:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T07:05:27.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-5722436518857504749?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/5722436518857504749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=5722436518857504749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5722436518857504749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5722436518857504749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-1004439303756756829</id><published>2008-03-22T07:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T07:46:41.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't expect too much!</title><content type='html'>There are only two kind of people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who's willing to help you and one who's not and we encountered both in one night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, someone you pay to do something for you is a different story.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-1004439303756756829?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/1004439303756756829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=1004439303756756829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1004439303756756829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1004439303756756829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-expect-too-much.html' title='Don&apos;t expect too much!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-6062070551344070927</id><published>2008-03-09T14:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:06:54.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible two? Not!</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday Caroline was a baby now she's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Before she turned two, the first thing I noticed was she gradually stops sucking her fingers. She started sucking her ring and pinkie fingers since she was three months old baby; this habit comforts her to sleep. We were concern that if this prolonged it may cause dental problem; not to mention it hurt her and causes big callous on her fingers. I am glad she stops on her own; same with bottle feeding – she wean herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Caroline turn 2 years old, people keep saying she’s entering the world of terrible two’s. And whenever I read about 2 years old toddlers, most resources mention about this stage. So I can’t help but wonder how terrible will she end up be? Will she change from a sweet, agreeable, smiling angel that we know to a little-horrible-screaming-monster? So many questions playing in my mind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little tot turned 2 (2 months ago)! Her physical, mental and emotional growth is phenomenal. Her language skills had improved overtime. It’s like she takes a great leaps since she turned two. Of course she has her time, (believe me she does!) but she never throws a tantrum to the point that she screams and cry uncontrollably – NEVER! When she can’t get what she likes, most of the time she’ll just sulk and cry quietly. Funny because whenever she did something wrong and I raised my voice she will run to her daddy, hid her face on his legs – then vice versa. Sometimes she will just stand in front of me bow her head and cover her face, other times she will throw herself on the pillows or her stuff toys and sobs quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is always this “ms little good girl”. She’s always this smiley, fun loving, and agreeable little girl. She does things that made us happy, that engaged our attention. She loves being praise, so most of the time we made it a point to notice every little thing she does and boost her up. Like they said, even though these children were born with unique personality, their early experiences are profoundly develope by their physical states and by their environment – primarily their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually though an irresistible urge to make her own choices well up inside her. An exciting development! But the difficulty of her making her own decision is she has to disagree with us in order for it to be her own choice. Simple things like what to wear, what to eat, what to watch, when to play, when to sleep and etc… And because we easily object and say No to what she do, opposed to what we like –she learned to do and say the same thing! She instinctively learned or wants to do opposite to what we expect. But it is terrible? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we do is give her a choice; we ask what she likes to watch, to wear, or to eat. That way she’s making her own decision. She doesn’t need to cry, to scream, or throw a tantrum just to get what she like. In the end she understands that there are certain things she can have or do and the other way around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me “terrible two’s” just meant that our little one is going to a developmental phase not a detrimental change. Wherein they try to make their own decisions opposite to us (parents). Imagine the first year of their life; we’re on the same sync and suddenly it all changes. They learn to make choices and refuse to do things our way and learn to say No! At times they can’t control their selves but we need to understand them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-6062070551344070927?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/6062070551344070927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=6062070551344070927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6062070551344070927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6062070551344070927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/03/terrible-two-not.html' title='Terrible two? Not!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-286231935486303407</id><published>2008-02-24T07:52:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:29:32.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In 2008...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;January 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We partied with friends in Tampa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MvGiGXFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/GT0NolavyPs/s1600-h/P1020615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175532186058036690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MvGiGXFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/GT0NolavyPs/s320/P1020615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MvHCGXFeI/AAAAAAAAACc/Fjkesh-IDhU/s1600-h/P1020610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175532194647971298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MvHCGXFeI/AAAAAAAAACc/Fjkesh-IDhU/s320/P1020610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;January 9th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caroline turned 2 years old!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0VCGXFhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H4qgmEU7LrY/s1600-h/P1020638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175537932724278802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0VCGXFhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H4qgmEU7LrY/s320/P1020638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0VyGXFiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BJYnHszmdXI/s1600-h/P1020653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175537945609180706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0VyGXFiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BJYnHszmdXI/s320/P1020653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0WSGXFjI/AAAAAAAAADE/LG0bCeo4CfE/s1600-h/P1020644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175537954199115314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9M0WSGXFjI/AAAAAAAAADE/LG0bCeo4CfE/s320/P1020644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 12&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caroline's 2nd Birthday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QlJSGXFrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2YLOa0EDxh8/s1600-h/P1020684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175802713163110066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QlJSGXFrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2YLOa0EDxh8/s320/P1020684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QmnyGXFuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qyt9x2eClvk/s1600-h/P1020711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175804336660748002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QmnyGXFuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qyt9x2eClvk/s320/P1020711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9Qm_CGXFvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_Vgxq7jC6ek/s1600-h/P1020696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175804736092706546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9Qm_CGXFvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/_Vgxq7jC6ek/s320/P1020696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MyeSGXFfI/AAAAAAAAACk/G7hT7wPQ4Oo/s1600-h/P1020638.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click here for more &lt;a href="http://http//good-times.webshots.com/album/562198324RhMCsB"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;February:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QruSGXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KhAnM8kWaec/s1600-h/P1020946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175809945888036626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QruSGXFxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/KhAnM8kWaec/s320/P1020946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QrbSGXFwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GXbXynFTAK0/s1600-h/P1020938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175809619470522114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9QrbSGXFwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GXbXynFTAK0/s320/P1020938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-286231935486303407?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/286231935486303407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/286231935486303407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-2008.html' title='In 2008...'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R9MvGiGXFdI/AAAAAAAAACU/GT0NolavyPs/s72-c/P1020615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-8309629783147965096</id><published>2007-12-22T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T07:33:06.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have a Wonderful Christmas and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to All!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R20DTaTTAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/oFcocaSwBPk/s1600-h/P1020472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R20DTaTTAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/oFcocaSwBPk/s400/P1020472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146773581167001922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-8309629783147965096?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/8309629783147965096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=8309629783147965096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/8309629783147965096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/8309629783147965096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/R20DTaTTAUI/AAAAAAAAACM/oFcocaSwBPk/s72-c/P1020472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-964809949503926992</id><published>2007-08-12T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:17:33.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercial muna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rr_K61d5zwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/woF9yuSdgHM/s1600-h/P1010949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rr_K61d5zwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/woF9yuSdgHM/s320/P1010949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098016415340416770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Caroline endorsing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mott's apple juice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Goofy Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rr_LUFd5zxI/AAAAAAAAACE/urnKW8i8t4I/s1600-h/goofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rr_LUFd5zxI/AAAAAAAAACE/urnKW8i8t4I/s320/goofy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098016849132113682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline turned 19 months last Aug 9th. She's starting to enter the world of "terrible two's". She whines, she complain, she sulk, she make faces - we need a lot of patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes us angry but she knows how to make us laugh - that is when she's being goofy. She like to put stuff on her self then run around the apartment laughing. See how goofy she is - basket on her head, ring on her legs. - these are just one of those favorite things she like to wear :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-964809949503926992?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/964809949503926992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=964809949503926992' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/964809949503926992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/964809949503926992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/08/commercial-muna.html' title='Commercial muna!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rr_K61d5zwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/woF9yuSdgHM/s72-c/P1010949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-621332726403685850</id><published>2007-07-21T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T10:14:07.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess in the haus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RqIDfld5zuI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fu0p3V8GFCU/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RqIDfld5zuI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fu0p3V8GFCU/s320/princess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089634370050445026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caroline in her much love princess chair with her princess straw cup in one of the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned 18 months last July 9th. She got her last shot for this year - no more until she turns 2. She's healthy and active toddler.But what concerns the pediatrician is her diet and not drinking milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline weaned herself from feeding bottle when she was15 months old. One morning she decided she don't want to drink milk - she was bottle less since then.  We started giving her whole milk, tried to mix it with strawberry syrup - to no avail! She wont even drink juices but likes water. So the doctor advice to give her chocolate milk which we never tried. It works for a week, then after that she just taste it once in a while. Her diet strictly of what she like some of which are all kinds of berries and yogurt. She can eat berries the whole day without complain. Other than that I have to transform myself to a clown or force a healthy meal and it will turn out to non-stop pushing and crying.  Even her daddy who's a healthy eater can't do anything. She's a FINICKY eater! We try to mix and match, taste this and that and hoping her diet will improve - HOPEFULLY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RqIWFVd5zvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vRTfmtX74ns/s320/18+months+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089654809799806706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caroline and her books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline loves to read, she read to herself most of the time or she will hand us the book and we'll read to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-621332726403685850?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/621332726403685850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=621332726403685850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/621332726403685850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/621332726403685850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/07/princess-in-haus.html' title='The Princess in the haus'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RqIDfld5zuI/AAAAAAAAABs/Fu0p3V8GFCU/s72-c/princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-708313241736613046</id><published>2007-07-15T12:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T13:32:08.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Caroline and I just get back from church. She had lunch, watch a little bit of her favorite &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://atv.disney.go.com/playhouse/mmch/index.html"&gt;Mickey Mouse Club House &lt;/a&gt;and now having a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't always go to church but when we do Caroline sit with us at the adult service. I find this hard, she talks and walk around in the middle of the service. So I decided it's not yet time for her to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing! I found out that the church where we usually attend has a nursery. I didn't know how it works, I thought parents had to sit with their children and have a bible study in a small room. Basically the way it works, parents had to leave their children in the nursery and pick them once the service is over. At first I was apprehensive to leave Caroline in the care of people whom we never seen in our life. This will be the first time I will leave her to someone, the first time she'll be in the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day care&lt;/span&gt;". But I have no choice, either I sit with these people who take care of all the babies or go a head leave her and come back. I opted on the latter. It break my heart, I feel like I have separation anxiety at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I peek and check how she's doing, they said she's doin good and I saw her playing by herself in the corner. This made me think, Caroline don't know how to socialize at all. The only people she knows are me and her daddy. We were thinking of putting her on a day care once she's talking well. Once she can perfectly tell us everything that happened on the daycare. But I wonder, will it be too late then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Philippines socializing is not a problem at all. In my experience, children grow up surrounded by young and adult relatives. They are allowed to play with neighbors too. Mostly are dependent to their parents up to the time they have to go to school at 5 or 6 years old. Here parents are forced to leave their children in the day care in order to work. So most of them grow up independent and sociable. Caroline is in our care, we don't trust anybody unless a family. But now it makes me think - it probably wise if she learn to be friendly, share things with other children. I think this is another issue that need further discussion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful to be a parent, I am happy to watch our child learn and grow. But as she grow I have a lot of fear, there are a lot of things to be aware of and concern to address to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute all the parents in world, specially my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-708313241736613046?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/708313241736613046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=708313241736613046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/708313241736613046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/708313241736613046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday_15.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-1611241756089919640</id><published>2007-07-06T22:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:31:59.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8HR-6Ef9I/AAAAAAAAABk/qDs0RNjXDyY/s1600-h/4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8HR-6Ef9I/AAAAAAAAABk/qDs0RNjXDyY/s320/4th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084290509850312658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched the fireworks at St Pete beach.&lt;br /&gt;Not crowded, no traffic, it was perfect! The&lt;br /&gt;weather was not quite good, drizzling on&lt;br /&gt;and off. Luckily it stop when the fireworks&lt;br /&gt;started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline enjoy walking on the sand while&lt;br /&gt;watching people lit firecrackers.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-1611241756089919640?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/1611241756089919640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=1611241756089919640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1611241756089919640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1611241756089919640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8HR-6Ef9I/AAAAAAAAABk/qDs0RNjXDyY/s72-c/4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-6486003374881439601</id><published>2007-06-30T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:39:42.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our short vacation in Virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EYu6Ef5I/AAAAAAAAABE/QXocY_Y4WpU/s1600-h/virginia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EYu6Ef5I/AAAAAAAAABE/QXocY_Y4WpU/s320/virginia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084287327279546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            Having fun with grands in Winchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EZO6Ef6I/AAAAAAAAABM/SgicvrO05c8/s1600-h/virginia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EZO6Ef6I/AAAAAAAAABM/SgicvrO05c8/s320/virginia4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084287335869480866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buying souvenir at &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.nasm.si.edu/museum/udvarhazy/"&gt;Smithsonian Museum&lt;/a&gt; in Chantilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EZe6Ef7I/AAAAAAAAABU/DHC4_X3X7CM/s1600-h/virginia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EZe6Ef7I/AAAAAAAAABU/DHC4_X3X7CM/s320/virginia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084287340164448178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stayed in Reston for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EaO6Ef8I/AAAAAAAAABc/_2e7RjPEORY/s1600-h/virginia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EaO6Ef8I/AAAAAAAAABc/_2e7RjPEORY/s320/virginia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084287353049350082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating Father's day and shopping&lt;br /&gt;at Leesburg outlet mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-6486003374881439601?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/6486003374881439601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=6486003374881439601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6486003374881439601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/6486003374881439601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-short-vacation-in-virginia.html' title='Our short vacation in Virginia'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ro8EYu6Ef5I/AAAAAAAAABE/QXocY_Y4WpU/s72-c/virginia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-3419688271895482681</id><published>2007-06-15T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:32:21.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time-off</title><content type='html'>We're off to Virginia for a week vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been looking forward to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a vacation, we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-3419688271895482681?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/3419688271895482681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=3419688271895482681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/3419688271895482681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/3419688271895482681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-off.html' title='Time-off'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-429220977178745083</id><published>2007-06-10T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:23:10.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 17</title><content type='html'>Caroline turns 17 months, she's almost one and a half year old! This is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'me do it'&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'no, no,'&lt;/span&gt; stage. She like to observe what mommy and daddy does and copy it later. She think she's a big girl that she can do everything. She point her finger or extend her hands whenever she needs or like something. When we say No - she will stop, when we say put back things she's not supposed to get - she obediently put it back. BUT - if she don't like whatever we gave her she instantly shakes her head or push it - sometimes she'll say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nah&lt;/span&gt; (No). Whenever she like us to read to her, she'll get a book, open the page and hand it to us, then she'll listen until we finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her vocabulary consist of - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dow&lt;/span&gt; (hello), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bop-bop&lt;/span&gt;(up,up), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy, hotdee&lt;/span&gt;(from Mickey Mouse clubhouse hotdog song), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; meymi&lt;/span&gt; (ming-ming from Wonder Pet). She can mimics the sounds of the birds, dog, cow, duck and makes the same sound whenever she see one. She loves to watch and listen to Old Macdonald's,  Wonder Pet, Blues  Clues, Mickey Mouse Club house and all the Baby Einstein videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to just watch Caroline do her things, specially when she's reading loud to herself. I love to watch from far or her back so she wont be interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rmvu2D-QbBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/itPb-mCVaHs/s1600-h/artsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rmvu2D-QbBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/itPb-mCVaHs/s320/artsy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074412017709771794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;We got her crayons- she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;We tried finger painting - she hates the sticky paint. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;******************************************&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.tbnweekly.com/content_articles/060805_pco-09.txt"&gt;Taste of Pinellas&lt;/a&gt; Festival. It's an annual food and fund raising event with free concert. Caroline sing, dance and clap with the music. The loud music and the crowd did not bother her at all. In fact she enjoys it. It was fun Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rmvuxj-QbAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1i4DTqcyi2Y/s1600-h/taste+of+pinellas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rmvuxj-QbAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1i4DTqcyi2Y/s320/taste+of+pinellas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074411940400360450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Caroline at the concert with &lt;a href="http://www.crabbybills.com/"&gt;Craby Bill's&lt;/a&gt; beads.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-429220977178745083?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/429220977178745083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=429220977178745083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/429220977178745083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/429220977178745083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/06/shes-17.html' title='She&apos;s 17'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rmvu2D-QbBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/itPb-mCVaHs/s72-c/artsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-7893130999955799845</id><published>2007-05-13T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:06:26.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the Mother's....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rkc7rEKW0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Tau1hILDutM/s1600-h/Mothers+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rkc7rEKW0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Tau1hILDutM/s400/Mothers+Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064081917039006322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day to stop, remember, and pray for that special person in our life, without whom we would not have been, what we are today; a day to prove that all her efforts, towards making us a complete person, have been worthwhile and make her feel proud for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RkduKUKW0oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5Po6lXADUqE/s1600-h/P1010656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/RkduKUKW0oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5Po6lXADUqE/s320/P1010656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064137429491307138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt; The reason why I am celebrating mother's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mama, Mom and all the mothers in the world! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-7893130999955799845?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/7893130999955799845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=7893130999955799845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7893130999955799845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/7893130999955799845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-all-mothers.html' title='To all the Mother&apos;s....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Rkc7rEKW0nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Tau1hILDutM/s72-c/Mothers+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-1337936846129793636</id><published>2007-05-06T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:54:59.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trail'/><title type='text'>Friendship Trail Bridge</title><content type='html'>We recently discovered this trail bridge near us.  Actually we've heard about Friendship bridge before, far from knowing we're few minutes away from it. Now we are walking on this bridge almost everyday and enjoying it! We usually walked at least a third of a way. I don't think we can cross thru Tampa, that's a long way to walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a walker I usually complain in a long walk, while L loves to walk. We've walked to so many trails and parks here in Pinellas, Florida but I love this one. I never complain walking on this bridge. I feel free walking there, and feel like near to nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was awkward because we keep looking behind us thinking there's a car coming. This was a highway bridge before, converted to trail bridge. People are walking, skating, bicycling and fishing. Caroline loves walking there too, she see lots of birds and mimic their sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's an article about this bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendshiptrail.org/"&gt;What is The Friendship Trail Bridge?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located over Tampa Bay, the "old" Gandy Bridge was renovated from a traffic-bearing bridge to become a recreation trail at 2.6 miles long - 13,770.5 ft.    This bridge was saved from the wrecking ball when Pinellas County and Hillsborough County responded to a "Save the Gandy" bridge campaign by citizens" by assuming ownership from the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "old" Gandy Bridge is now renamed "Friendship TrailBridge" and links Tampa and Pinellas County over Tampa Bay, a national estuary.   It is a unique venue for bicyclists, in-line skaters, runners, joggers, family strollers, fishermen and persons with disabilities.  Existing catwalks for fishermen were also enhanced from this recent project upgrade. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2q-YDKZTTE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2q-YDKZTTE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-1337936846129793636?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/1337936846129793636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=1337936846129793636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1337936846129793636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1337936846129793636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/05/friendship-trail-bridge.html' title='Friendship Trail Bridge'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-5902832359346088289</id><published>2007-04-28T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:00:10.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play time'/><title type='text'>Let's play!</title><content type='html'>Caroline at 15 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQLb74FwHSM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQLb74FwHSM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57wA-pkP_MY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57wA-pkP_MY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHVMf7e2EY4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHVMf7e2EY4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/7935775-5902832359346088289?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/5902832359346088289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=5902832359346088289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5902832359346088289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5902832359346088289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-play.html' title='Let&apos;s play!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-5669937659816791135</id><published>2007-04-24T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:15:54.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><title type='text'>Fun @ the beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri7O8kKW0mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Wt6meRoBksc/s1600-h/mosaic9091860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri7O8kKW0mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Wt6meRoBksc/s400/mosaic9091860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057206971478233698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Photos taken @ St Pete beach, FL&lt;br /&gt;Caroline @ 15 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-5669937659816791135?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/5669937659816791135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=5669937659816791135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5669937659816791135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/5669937659816791135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/04/fun-beach.html' title='Fun @ the beach!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri7O8kKW0mI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Wt6meRoBksc/s72-c/mosaic9091860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-1167162667985479549</id><published>2007-04-23T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T11:26:10.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth fairy</title><content type='html'>Caroline's first tooth (lower) showed up few days before she turned six months. At seven months she has 4 front teeth (2 up &amp; 2 lower). She was nine months when her two canine came up. Then at 1 year old she has a total of 8 teeth! It was amazing because all these happens without a fuss, she maybe cranky at times but not that bad. Also drooling was not a problem since she only drools when the first teeth erupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at 15 months three of her molars (2lower &amp;  1 up) showed up. I'm not sure if there's a new one cause the last time I checked my finger was badly bitten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started brushing her teeth/cleaning her gums - well, I can't even remember! All I know is I been using &lt;a href="http://www.gerber.com/prodcat?catid=5040"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  eversince. I use Gerber gum cleaner everyday, we haven't switched to toothbrush yet but I am showing her how to use it and makes her giggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri1RpNQqbrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ov_DlSopBrE/s1600-h/Caroline+in+blue+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri1RpNQqbrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ov_DlSopBrE/s320/Caroline+in+blue+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056787724982972082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; cute smile, pearly white teeth!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-1167162667985479549?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/1167162667985479549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=1167162667985479549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1167162667985479549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/1167162667985479549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/04/tooth-fairy.html' title='Tooth fairy'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Gt4GEEVm0Nc/Ri1RpNQqbrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ov_DlSopBrE/s72-c/Caroline+in+blue+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-117656990058437360</id><published>2007-04-14T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:58:20.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/caroline_dawn/442441607/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/442441607_a56b27d8db_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/caroline_dawn/442441607/"&gt;Caroline&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/caroline_dawn/"&gt;Caroline Dawn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-117656990058437360?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/117656990058437360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=117656990058437360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/117656990058437360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/117656990058437360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-has-sprung_117656990058437360.html' title='Spring has sprung!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/442441607_a56b27d8db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116887334986368486</id><published>2007-01-15T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:28:08.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Wasn't it only a minute ago&lt;br /&gt;       that you we're helpless and small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Now you're exploring,&lt;br /&gt;       all-over-the-floor-ing,&lt;br /&gt;        learning and growing and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     What cute baby mischief&lt;br /&gt;        you find yourself in, what hearts&lt;br /&gt;          you just melt with your sweet baby grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Absorbed in the busy-ness,&lt;br /&gt;         wonder, and fun of just being you&lt;br /&gt;          and just turning one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/1600/210835/first%20bday%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/320/230876/first%20bday%20027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Happy 1st Birthday Caroline Dawn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: Caroline turned 1 on January 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116887334986368486?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116887334986368486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116887334986368486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116887334986368486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116887334986368486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-year-old.html' title='One Year Old!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116879064959275589</id><published>2007-01-14T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:32:15.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/1600/87118/christmas%20in%20virginia%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/200/356968/christmas%20in%20virginia%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our Christmas in Virginia. That trip has been planned and the flight has been reserved months ago, courtesy of P-I-L. L and I planned a get away and to do something just by ourselves, leaving baby Caroline with the grands or relative who want to keep and enjoy her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we both got sick! Actually I already had sore throat when we left Florida, the moment we landed in VA, L felt sick too. To make the long story short we spent the whole Christmas Holiday- SICK! Albeit no side trip, it turned out good because we're able to spent our Christmas with the family and Caroline meet her Uncle W. One good thing too although she's around us, her sick parents (coughing twiddledoo &amp;amp; twiddledee) she did not get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 30th, our one week vacation was over. We head back to the Sunshine State, hoping to get a lot of rest and to feel better. What do we know! One of our luggage did not show up! We waited and waited, until we decided to file a lost claim. Come Dec 31st New Years eve, as expected was spent again in bed, this time to recuperate. The next day a guy show up on our door with Good and Bad news. He was carrying two unrecognized bags. I refused to take it but when we look, stuff was ours. Apparently our luggage was broken or something, no explanation given at all. That was the good news, new luggages! So here's the bad news, when I started to unpacked everything we discovered that most of our stuff was burned! Some of Carolines outfit were burned, both our down jacket (pricey jackets) were melted as in feathers were all over. A broken glass (gift), wet, smelly and dirty clothes. We filed a complaint, unfortunately they can only be reach via mail, and it's been two weeks and we haven't heard from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of what had happened, we dont feel that bad. We take it as it is, we're glad we had that trip. Although did get sick, we're thankful that Caroline did not get it. We have a lot to be thankful for the year that past to feel bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/320/217354/51%20weeks%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;From our home to yours, Happy New Year!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116879064959275589?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116879064959275589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116879064959275589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116879064959275589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116879064959275589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2007/01/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116638276241219209</id><published>2006-12-17T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:12:42.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greeting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/1600/725325/OVERLAY_RESOLUTION=PREVIEW1_RES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/320/580108/OVERLAY_RESOLUTION%3DPREVIEW1_RES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116638276241219209?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116638276241219209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116638276241219209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116638276241219209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116638276241219209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/12/seasons-greeting.html' title='Season&apos;s Greeting!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116439253370223180</id><published>2006-11-24T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:02:08.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/1600/271719/P1000340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/200/295195/P1000340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lot to be thankful this year. The best of all is having Caroline. She completed our family and brings a lot of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our first Thanksgiving with Caroline. I prepared traditional american food with a touch of filipino foods. She watched while daddy curved the turkey. She ate pancit, potatoes, turkey and pumpkin pie. She listen while daddy and mommy talk, and chimes-in with her little "talks" and babbles! She's such a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was wonderful! God gave me a wonderful family. He arranged our first family Thanksgiving to be exceptional. This was the first of many Thanksgiving we would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that not only during the Thanksgiving season I will be grateful but all through our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/1600/432007/P1000336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1686/514/320/415085/P1000336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caroline is growing fast. She is now ten months old, wont be long and she'll be ONE! How time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's starting to be independent. She now have this leave-me-alone attitude. Do not disturb her when watching tv do, when reading books or playing. When she aimed for something she wont stop until she get it/there. I don't know why but her main target are those she's not supposed to touch, such as shoes, outlets, tv control and her stroller wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ten months, I still rock her to sleep. I don't have to and she don't ask for it, but I'd like to do so. For me this is our mother and daughter time of the day. I enjoy holding her in my arms, her cheeck against my chest and her warm head under my chin. I love watching her sleep, stroke her face and kiss her non-stop. I have to take advantage of it because soon she's no longer a baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116439253370223180?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116439253370223180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116439253370223180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116439253370223180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116439253370223180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving-blessings.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving Blessings'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116235762253735495</id><published>2006-10-31T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:25:04.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boooo!!!</title><content type='html'>Caroline's halloween pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000032.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000032.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pooh bib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000047.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000047.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; candies! I wonder how they taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000040.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000040.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got two pumpkin bags full of candies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trick or treating at the mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waaaaaa! scary witch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marilyn Monroe? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/P1000113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/P1000113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who's the fairiest of them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check my photo page to see more pictures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116235762253735495?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116235762253735495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116235762253735495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116235762253735495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116235762253735495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/10/boooo.html' title='Boooo!!!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-116057044252620227</id><published>2006-10-11T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T10:18:42.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summer's over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;        Nah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCN0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCN0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Caroline @ 9 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Clearwater Beach, October 7th &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-116057044252620227?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/116057044252620227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=116057044252620227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116057044252620227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/116057044252620227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/10/summers-over.html' title='summer&apos;s over?'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115820629758392667</id><published>2006-09-13T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:10:20.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what are you eating?</title><content type='html'>Caroline likes to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/8%20months%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/8%20months%20020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2574.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bread stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2578.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; celery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she also like to bite her fingers, toes, and chew her toys :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115820629758392667?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115820629758392667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115820629758392667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115820629758392667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115820629758392667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-are-you-eating.html' title='what are you eating?'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115752132781235778</id><published>2006-09-06T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:27:34.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>knock! knock! anybody home???</title><content type='html'>Yes! I'm still here! As usual busy, busy, busy ... I know that doesn't justify my lack of posting the last few months. Well what matters is, I'm here now ",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much news, actually. I just want to update you all aboout Caroline and to post a few pictures. She's 7 months old, turning eight on September 9th. As of now she has four teeth, two bottom &amp; two top. Although teething is giving her a hard time she's still cute and cuddly. She's still learning to sit by herself and has now discovered that she can stand. She laughs in excitement whenever I try to let her stand. We're loving every moment with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/33%20weeks%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/33%20weeks%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caroline on her activity center showing her 4 teeth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/33%20weeks%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/33%20weeks%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she loves this outfit :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2542.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2542.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2542.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a happy cute baby!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mommy and Caroline at the mall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/31%20weeks%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/31%20weeks%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she likes to read!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/31%20weeks%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/31%20weeks%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mommy and Caroline on morning walks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115752132781235778?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115752132781235778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115752132781235778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115752132781235778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115752132781235778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/09/knock-knock-anybody-home.html' title='knock! knock! anybody home???'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115219224761923902</id><published>2006-07-06T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:41:42.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July celebration</title><content type='html'>We celebrated July 4th at my officemate's house in Palm Harbor. F recently married a filipina and he is self-proclaimed godfather of Caroline. They hosted that party and invited mostly pinays. As expected, there's lot of filipino foods, karaoke and picture taking. After the party we head down to Safety Harbor to watch the fireworks. We find a good spot before the event started. As always, it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline behaved well throughout the trip. She did not cry even people tried to hold her at the party. She watched the fireworks quietly. The loud sound and the bright colors must have enticed her. She had her red, white and blue outfit courtesy of her grandmom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures before we leave, unfortunately no pictures of/at the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115219224761923902?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115219224761923902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115219224761923902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115219224761923902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115219224761923902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/07/4th-of-july-celebration.html' title='4th of July celebration'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115185038002845543</id><published>2006-07-02T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T08:18:41.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First tooth, first word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/22%20weeks%20019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/22%20weeks%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is now 5 months old and is turning 6 months on July 9th. She can now reach and play with her feet. She reaches any stuff we give her. She prefers sitting than laying down, though she can't sit by herself yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago she say her&lt;strong&gt; first word&lt;/strong&gt; "Mama"! at first I couldn't believe it, L said I was dreaming and go back to sleep since it was early morning. Actually she started with "mammam". But she mastered it, she now clearly and continously says "mama" especially when she's hungry. I tried to show her that 'mama' is me, so whenever she say that word I responds to her. Well a few days after that L said Caroline said "Hello" ofcourse nobody believes him LOL! I'm still waiting for her to say that word until now :) Right now she's babling "daddad" but not very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while we're in the car I noticed something white on her bottom gum. As I already suspects it's a tooth! Her &lt;strong&gt;first tooth&lt;/strong&gt; had peeked, I was so excited that I screamed! L look at the rearview mirror and almost stop the car since he dont know what happening at the back. Once we reached our destination, he excitedly check her tooth. We look at each other then smile, no words but you can tell we're so happy! The joys of being a parents.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115185038002845543?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115185038002845543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115185038002845543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115185038002845543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115185038002845543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-tooth-first-word.html' title='First tooth, first word'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115185035837824890</id><published>2006-07-02T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T10:28:47.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Grandparents visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago mom and dad came, they had a week vacation here in Florida and stayed at Clearwater. It was really nice seeing them again, as you know we have no relative here and FL and seeing them once in a while is a joy! They love seeing Caroline, she has grown a lot since their last visit. Surprisingly she did not cry even we left her with them. Caroline developed strangers anxiety since she turns 4 months - I'm glad she still remember her grands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have a chance to swim but we we're able to enjoy walking at beautiful beach. The view from mom and dad's hotel room were spectacular! And them staying at Clearwater beach means dinners at &lt;a href="http://www.shellsseafood.com/process.cfm?pageID=1"&gt;Shells&lt;/a&gt; Restaurant. Their food are really fresh and good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoy our time with them. It was hard to say goodbye but we're looking forward seeing them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's two of the gifts Caroline got from grandmom and granddad and she really like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/22%20weeks%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/22%20weeks%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/22%20weeks%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/22%20weeks%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/23%20weeks%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/23%20weeks%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115185035837824890?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115185035837824890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115185035837824890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115185035837824890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115185035837824890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/07/grandparents-visit-week-ago-mom-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-115062980753660515</id><published>2006-06-18T06:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T12:42:42.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/daddy2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/daddy2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/st%20pete%20beach%2005-07%20012.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/st%20pete%20beach%2005-07%20012.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;When Caroline was born, the mother in me was&lt;br /&gt;born the and father in you was born too. But for me&lt;br /&gt;atleast it's a gradual process, I have nine months&lt;br /&gt;to prepare and get used to what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you life changes overnight, you were literally&lt;br /&gt;yanked into the role of fatherhood - it happens all at once. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatherhood does not occur naturally, I know you find&lt;br /&gt;yourself struggling to understand and fullfill the&lt;br /&gt;parental role. Nevertheless you were there every&lt;br /&gt;step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a soft spot in your heart that made&lt;br /&gt;to be a father and I thank you for being a good one!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all that you do, for all your&lt;br /&gt;thoughtful ways and most of all your patience&lt;br /&gt;and unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this special day, I wish you all the special discoveries&lt;br /&gt;of fatherhood, the wonders, the joys and the love that&lt;br /&gt;keep on growing for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy First Fathers Day to you Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from your loving wife and daughter- Day and Caroline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: This exact same essay was posted on the board at work - wherein we are given a chance to show off  and be proud (post picture and write essay) to the special man in our life on father's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-115062980753660515?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/115062980753660515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=115062980753660515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115062980753660515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/115062980753660515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114943864796938117</id><published>2006-06-04T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:54:36.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our miss little babbler and grabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/20%20weeks%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/20%20weeks%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whenever hubs and I look at Caroline, we cannot believe how our little peanut grown a lot. She is now more than 2 feet and is working feverishly at improving her grasp by latching onto anything and everything that she can get her little hands around. She want to touch, hold, turn, shake, and put in her mouth everything within her reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/20%20weeks%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/20%20weeks%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes to creep around the floor and can &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/550851587/2401911900088730188WRaCZS"&gt;turn &lt;/a&gt;her body to see something behind her. She's strong enough to sit on her own for a moment or two, but we stick close by to provide support whenever she start falling. She also closely observe the movements my mouth when I speak and attempt to imitate the sounds and the inflection of my voice, at the same time I immitate her too which make her laugh. She babble specific sounds in an attempt to get attention and will "talk" back when spoken to. She does mimic our facial expressions, which is so FUNNY! Caroline is our source of endless entertainment now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/19%20weeks%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/19%20weeks%20008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I introduced Caroline to solid foods when she was 16 or 17 weeks (barely 4 mos). I started feeding her with apple and pear sauce once in a while. On her four months check-up the doctor told me to start rice cereal. I give her rice cereal once a day, she doesn't eat much but a teaspoon or two would do just to get use to sensation. I mixes it with variety of liquid, her milk, (fresh) juices of watermelon, honeydew or sometimes plain water. I like giving her beech-nut baby foods. She doesnt like peas and carrots that much, it's funny how she make faces and wiggle in distaste. She loves chiquita bananas though! I am not surprised because my favorite foods when I was pregnant were bananas and milk. According to what I read (if I remember it right) once babies started eating they may recognize the taste of foods you often eat when you were pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for moms: those disposable bibs are great, use it and toss it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114943864796938117?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114943864796938117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114943864796938117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114943864796938117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114943864796938117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/06/our-miss-little-babbler-and-grabber.html' title='our miss little babbler and grabber'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114762729970396178</id><published>2006-05-14T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T17:36:12.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>Motherhood is an experience that opens your eyes and your heart to exactly how magnificent and amazing the gift of life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy mothers day to all the moms, specially to my mother and mother-in-law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114762729970396178?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114762729970396178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114762729970396178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114762729970396178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114762729970396178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114749651639783676</id><published>2006-05-12T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:29:41.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline @ 4 months</title><content type='html'>Caroline turned 4 months old last May 9th. Today was her well baby check up, she is now 13lbs 12oz and is 25 inches. She had her 4 months shots which was lessen to two (instead of 4), one is called Comvax, combines the hepatitis B and Hib vaccines. Pediarix, combines the immunizations for diphtheria, tetanus and acellular pertussis (DTaP), hepatitis B, and polio. Although she still have fever and her thighs are swollen from these shots, the combined vaccines make things easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets bigger everyday. She now sucks on her fingers and can soothe herself to sleep, smiles a lot, shrieks when she's happy specially when watching tv and her mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/05-05%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/05-05%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/st%20pete%20beach%2005-07%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/st%20pete%20beach%2005-07%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114749651639783676?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114749651639783676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114749651639783676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114749651639783676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114749651639783676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/05/caroline-4-months.html' title='Caroline @ 4 months'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114644783968938710</id><published>2006-04-30T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:43:59.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first party</title><content type='html'>Caroline attended her first party last week. I know it's a late post, busy lang talaga eh. I was so excited when my officemate invited me; it was her son's 1st birthday. It was fun, and we enjoyed the party. I know Caroline did, too, although she cried a lot when people started to hold her. Getting so much attention and seeing so many people was overwhelming for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemate J prepared a lot of finger foods, and I discovered Caroline like carrots. She sucks on a carrot like a milk bottle until she falls asleep. We also took her first picture sitting. Of course we had to prop her up and she swayed from side to side. It was yet another milestone for her. Here are a few photos taken at the birthday party, more pictures &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/549781604amXmxa"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/bday%20party%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;aren't they cute :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/bday%20party%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/bday%20party%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;here she is sitting&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/bday%20party%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/bday%20party%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;and here's the doting moms :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114644783968938710?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114644783968938710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114644783968938710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114644783968938710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114644783968938710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-party.html' title='first party'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114524409756832556</id><published>2006-04-16T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:05:55.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we went to the mall to see the bunny and was hoping to have a picture taken for Caroline's first easter. Unfortunately the mall was closed, so we end up taking our own easter pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is 3 months. She had another shot last Friday that's why it's hard to make her smile. She's now 12lbs 4oz and 23 1/4inches, she's a healthy growing baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3 months her milestones are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;'sings' w/ me whenever I rock her to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;holding both hands almost like clapping position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;can hold her head steadily on tummy time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philippines Festival 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.bayanihanartscenter.org/events/bac2006_events.htm"&gt;Philippine Festival&lt;/a&gt; in Tampa last April 8th. This festival is a yearly gathering of Filipinos who live in Tampa Bay area. It was really nice to see a lot of Pinoy in one place, lots of food and to hear pinoy music. Although we didnt do much but eat, we enjoy being there. I love the bbque! I think I bought bbque in 3 different places, and the halo-halo was yummy! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a few pictures from the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114524409756832556?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114524409756832556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114524409756832556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114524409756832556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114524409756832556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114407744103411773</id><published>2006-04-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T11:17:31.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little of everything...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since my last post. The little one is doing well, she is getting more interesting now as L said. She's starting to communicate now. At barely 3 months she's responding well when you talk to her. Aside from smiling and laughing, she giggles and makes a lot of sounds. Whenever she's about to cry she talk, like she's saying something and making faces - I take it that means she's hungry. She loves her mobile, she talked with those little stuff animals hanging on it, boy she really makes a lot of sounds watching them! I haven't gotten a recorder to record her sounds. She's a happy baby indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;My parent-in-laws visited us for a few days. Actually they came back from a cruise and the ship docked in Tampa so they included a visit to St. Petersburg on their trip. Dad stayed for 1 night and 2 days ( he has another business trip to attend to - he's a globe trotter) to see Caroline. Mom stayed for 5 days and most of the time she kept little Caroline. I'm glad they had sometime to spent with her, it will be a while before they see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;Last Saturday we went to the beach, first time for Caroline. I bundled her and carry on a Bjorn baby sling. And like the running water in the faucet at home, the beach make her sleepy . So we walk along the shores while she's sleeping. It was nice though the sunsets at 6pm it's not dark, it's not too cold either. We enjoy walking for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the otherhand was diagnosed with &lt;a href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/ganglion_cyst/article_em.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ganglion cyst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It is a tumor or swelling on top of a joint, the cause is unknown. Mine is on the left wrist, it hurt mostly when I woke up in the morning. It's not a life threatening cyst, does not need to have an emergency treatment. But if it hurt so much and I'd like the pain to stop there are few ways to remove it. I can use a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;heavy book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to physically smash the cyst. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aspiration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which includes placing a needle into the cyst, drawing the liquid material out, injecting a steroid compound (anti-inflammatory), and then splinting your wrist to keep it from moving. Last but now the least, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;surgical removal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the cyst is needed when the mass is painful, interferes with function or causes numbness or tingling of the hand or fingers. My choice? None. I just had a major surgery not too long ago and I don't want to be on someone else's table and be operated again. As long as it's not life threatening and wont make me invalid, and as much as I can, I will endure the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2133.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2133.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken last week before we leave for the park one cold afternoon. We went to &lt;a href="http://www.stpete.org/weedon.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weedon Island Park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114407744103411773?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114407744103411773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114407744103411773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114407744103411773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114407744103411773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-of-everything.html' title='a little of everything...'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114217877713984073</id><published>2006-03-12T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:08:27.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel your pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline is 2 months and she had her check up last Friday. She is now 10lbs 13oz and 22.75inches. She's growing fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had her first shots too. Like they said there is nothing like watching a needle inserted into your infant's thigh to bring new meaning to the expression "I feel your pain". I feel like crying everytime she screams while being poked. Luckily the 4 shots (that most people at work told me) are now reduced to two , &lt;strong&gt;Hib&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;DTaP&lt;/strong&gt;. Still there's nothing worse than trying to comfort an infant right after she received vaccination shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected she had a fever the next day. But aside from a fever (101 F) and a slightly swollen thigh, she didnt gave us a hard time. She sleep, eat, peed and pooped like nothing hurt. We gave her infant's tylenol and sponges in-between to lower the fever. She's better now (hopefully no more fever until next shot). She's on her swing having a nap (after entertaining herself with her mobile) while am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/DSCF2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/DSCF2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Caroline playing with her friends :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114217877713984073?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114217877713984073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114217877713984073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114217877713984073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114217877713984073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-feel-your-pain.html' title='I feel your pain'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114161625893263472</id><published>2006-03-05T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T12:51:31.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy: Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you feel during those first few days after the birth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night was a shocked to us. We were like, "Oh my what were we in for?!" I heard, talked and read a lot about being sleep-deprive, but nothing beat your own experience. Then there's the breastfeeding, my breast hurt so much. I was engorge and the baby dont know how to latch properly so it was really a painful few days, weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How were you emotionally?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in limbo. My emotion was up and down. One day I was okay, the next day I was crying over nothing. I just look at my baby while rocking her then I'll start crying, I'm glad L was there with me the whole time. The first month was crazy, all I wish was to see my mother and hand her the baby so she can take care of her because I feel like I cant do it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anything you wish people had told you about the postpartum period?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hope I had talked to someone about it or I had read more information about postpartum. I would have atleast prepared myself over this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long do you plan to breastfeed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breastfeed my baby for one whole month. I wish I could have continued, but for some reason my milk causes her rashes. I also noticed she refuses to drink formula after I breastfeed her. I think a month is enough, I atleast gave her enough nutrients, boost her immunity and protects her from other infections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have any advice for getting through those first weeks of breastfeeding?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is painful but if you can, I would say stick with it. It definitely gets easier. To be honest I prefer to breastfeed, I can do things atleast with one hand, with bottle feeding both your hands are tied and ofcourse the most important is I am giving my baby something no else can give her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was there any stress between you and your husband over the baby?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said the first few days was a shock to us. It was a big adjustment to both of us specially to L who never been around babies at all. We longed for our old easy life but we are adjusting gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's talk about your body, Did things get totally rearranged?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so, it's hard to shed the extra pounds I gained from pregnancy. My shoe size seems half bigger and I feel like the bulge on my tummy is going to stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Care to share how much you weighed before and how much now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed 132lbs when I gave birth, now I weigh 109lbs, still hoping to go back to 95lbs (wish ko lang!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What advice-or comfort-can you offer other new moms about their weight ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be too eager to lose weight, honestly I did. After a few days we're back from the hospital, I tried my jeans. I expect to fit on it (duh!), it was so frustrating. We gained all those weight for nine months (for goodness sake!) it will happen gradually (trust me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How important is it for you to have a work identity?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Important! I felt no qualms about going back to work. It is what keep me sane, plus it makes me love and miss Caroline so much. It's great to be a mom and to know that you make your baby happy, but it's hard to be a full-time mom, for me it's a tough job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was your baby a lot of fun right from the start?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, not really. It's a joy to look at her and that I brought a pretty baby out in this world. But with the combination of exhaustion (from her crying &amp; sleep deprivation) and being freak-out all the time (she has a slight reflux which makes her vomit and hospitalized), it's so overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's your baby like now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so much better now. She's sleeping good at night (although she's not good at napping), she eat better and less vomiting. She'll be 2 months on the 9th, she's pretty (ahem), she's smiling a lot and she's easy to please. I'm happy with my baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would be nice to hear from other mom's too, so if your not busy with your little one, care to share - &lt;a href="http://www.fordnmic.blogspot.com"&gt;mickee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://chrismonet.blogspot.com"&gt;monina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.dangcharlie.blogspot.com"&gt;dang&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.megastina.blog-city.com"&gt;mommy mega&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.joshpat.blogspot.com"&gt;letty&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://johnnyletjumbajumba.blogspot.com"&gt;svelte&lt;/a&gt; I'm tagging you mga mommies :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114161625893263472?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114161625893263472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114161625893263472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114161625893263472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114161625893263472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/03/mommy-q_05.html' title='Mommy: Q &amp; A'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114101758383949756</id><published>2006-02-27T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:24:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone</title><content type='html'>Caroline is 7 weeks. In less than two months,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/5%20weeks%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/5%20weeks%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;she watches her colorful mobile intently, specially in the morning.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(starts @ 6 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/7%20weeks%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/7%20weeks%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;her neck is strong enough to hold for a few minutes while on tummy time. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/7%20weeks%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/7%20weeks%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;she's starting to give us a gummy grin :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(starts @ 6 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/7%20weeks%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/7%20weeks%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;and yes, she knows when it's picture time :) (((((clap, clap, clap)))))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114101758383949756?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114101758383949756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114101758383949756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114101758383949756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114101758383949756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/02/milestone.html' title='Milestone'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114018492207229669</id><published>2006-02-17T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T09:02:02.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this too... shall pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;li&gt;sleep-deprivation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;freaked-out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the dying-from-exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;non-stop dancing (rocking that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;non-stop singing (err.. lullabys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-stop.. non stop cryinggggggg ((((pulling my hair))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....but when I held my baby and look at her cute face, sometimes if I'm lucky I am rewarded with a shy smile, I forgot all the hardship of being a new mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Note: I want to write more, but it's hard to type with one hand and baby on the other :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114018492207229669?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114018492207229669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114018492207229669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114018492207229669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114018492207229669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-too-shall-pass_17.html' title='this too... shall pass'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-114009904712674856</id><published>2006-02-16T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:10:47.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post-partum or not...</title><content type='html'>this made me cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/V.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-114009904712674856?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/114009904712674856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=114009904712674856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114009904712674856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/114009904712674856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/02/post-partum-or-not.html' title='post-partum or not...'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-113996185003627274</id><published>2006-02-14T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T19:15:57.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sa araw ng mga puso</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/1%20month%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ayan nag pula sya at nag headband pa para batiin kayo....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY V - DAY EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-113996185003627274?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/113996185003627274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=113996185003627274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113996185003627274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113996185003627274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/02/sa-araw-ng-mga-puso.html' title='sa araw ng mga puso'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-113901913880341026</id><published>2006-02-03T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:19:21.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>@ 3 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/caroline9%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; Our Caroline is now more than 3 weeks old. It seems like yesterday she's this tiny peanut we brought home, now she's shaping to a real cute baby. Her cherub-like cheeks so perfectly round, her tiny bowed lips starting to immitate sounds and her now chubby fingers and toes rolls and curls so sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-113901913880341026?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/113901913880341026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=113901913880341026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113901913880341026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113901913880341026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/02/3-weeks.html' title='@ 3 weeks'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-113786399312589802</id><published>2006-01-21T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T12:36:59.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our bundle of Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/caroline1%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/caroline1%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy beautiful baby girl! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caroline Dawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was born on January 9, 2006 @ 10:30pm via C-section. She weighs 6lbs 2 ounces and 20 inches long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/caroline4%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/caroline4%20014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;@ 5 days old, in her car seat harness ready to go out!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/caroline3%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/caroline3%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; @ 7 days old, just chillin in her crib :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/caroline%201-21-06%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/caroline%201-21-06%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;@ 12 days old, she loves to sleep on her side&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-113786399312589802?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/113786399312589802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=113786399312589802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113786399312589802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/113786399312589802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2006/01/our-bundle-of-joy.html' title='Our bundle of Joy!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112707068218111382</id><published>2005-09-18T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:55:43.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoon delight...</title><content type='html'>Is there anything more satisfying on Sunday afternoon than a steamy bowl of arroz caldo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can think of something else that's steamy and satisfying but I have been craving arroz caldo. I saw saffron in the store the other day, and grabbed it as well as fish sauce (which is so pricey!). I don't have the exact recipe, but I tried to remember how my mother prepares it. It turned out good! So now I am a happy camper, full and my desire satisfied :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about living in a foreign land, some things that you used to know are not available or don't exist at all. Here, there's no such thing as &lt;em&gt;almusalan ni aling nena&lt;/em&gt; where you can buy an order of lugaw, sopas, etc. Either you keep on craving or diy (do it yourself). Of course you can always go to restaurant and there's an abundant selection of food in the store, but when you crave something native, what else can you do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's already 3:30pm. We might go to St. Pete beach later. I'll leave you with a few pictures taken last week at the Pier, of a big turtle and the beautiful but mean looking pelicans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/pier3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/pier3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/pier2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/pier2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/pier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/pier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112707068218111382?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112707068218111382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112707068218111382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112707068218111382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112707068218111382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/09/afternoon-delight.html' title='afternoon delight...'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112640141594194562</id><published>2005-09-10T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T12:24:14.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atlast, I find time to be on the computer and update this blog. I started to work again and that was keeping me busy. I work at the collection and billing. I have to say that I was really nervous but excited about this job. I'm learning a lot, and doing a lot of new things. It's great! Everyone was nice, friendly and eager to help and the atmosphere we work in is good. I've also met some filipinos, they've been working there for years. Oh and the best thing about this is, we're only 5 min. away from the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, this is shaping up to be a great thing. But then again, I've only been there for a week of training and we'll be having an exam next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~***~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/day1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was supposed to be posted last week; anyway that's how big I was and a little bit bigger now that I am on my 23rd weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I am starting to feel a lot of movements. There's a lot of squirming and fluttering sensations, I think this is what they called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the quickening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This usually happens when I am resting, watching tv, reading or about to sleep. Whenever I feel it, I put L's hand on my tummy and let him feel the movement too. We laugh and say the baby wants to get our attention &lt;em&gt;"hello mom and dad, I'm here!" :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112640141594194562?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112640141594194562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112640141594194562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112640141594194562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112640141594194562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/09/atlast-i-find-time-to-be-on-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112515970734141688</id><published>2005-08-27T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T19:39:41.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night we went to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepubwaterfrontrestaurant.com/homepage/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pub&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for my birthday dinner. We meet our parents (their on vacation), who arranged the whole deal. They originally plan to dine outside since the place has a scenic water view. But with the storm weather's so unpredictable, they decided to dine-in. The food was great! Later, we moved to the piano bar. Live music was playing and the people started to dance. Mom and dad joined the crowd, they were a good dancers! I had one dance with dad too :) It was fun! I enjoyed the whole evening. No pictures to post though, we used our parents camera and might be a while before we get copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos21.flickr.com/37632291_552c1463ed_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://photos21.flickr.com/37632291_552c1463ed_m.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so here's the highlight of my post today. I got this gift from my parents-in-law, a beautiful italian mother and son cameo. You must be wondering, why mother and son? Well I guess it's time to announce that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we are expecting&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As of today, I am 20 weeks and 5 days preggy. No, we don't know the gender yet and we're still choosing names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said on my previous post, so much had happened in a short period of time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lilypie.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lilypie Baby Ticker" src="http://bd.lilypie.com/sXZJm4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112515970734141688?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112515970734141688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112515970734141688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112515970734141688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112515970734141688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-night-we-went-to-pub-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112506602458464799</id><published>2005-08-26T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:20:24.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another year older!</title><content type='html'>Yup, that time of the year again! I made a full circle of another year in my life. I am happy none the less. With my life, that is, but not the increment to the age counter. Thirty one. That's the magic number this year. Where have the past years slipped away to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of the mirror, looking at my face, I thought "a few years from now I'll be using Oil of Olay anti-aging night cream" LOL don't roll your eyes on me! Not too long ago I was the type who shut my mouth about my age. I figure it's a better idea to keep people guessing instead of saying the number, that way I know how I have age.  Of course everybody wants to age gracefully, and to believe that every year you just get better and better! So I maybe another year older, but if it means I get cake and presents - who cares? Bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112506602458464799?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112506602458464799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112506602458464799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112506602458464799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112506602458464799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-year-older.html' title='another year older!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112463237365323831</id><published>2005-08-21T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T08:52:53.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning...</title><content type='html'>After a long absence, I'm back! In a short period of time so much had happened. We left Korea, head back to the USA, stayed in VA and relocated here in FLorida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relocation can be one of the most exciting endeavors you may experience in life, if you make the moving process easier. But for us who came from overseas, moved intestate and has a little time to research, it was a harrowing experience and sticker shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your wondering how we do the moving; from Korea we shipped boxes to VA. Me and hubby check 4 heavy suitcases and each has 2 heavy hand carries. I tell you it wasn't easy! Once in VA we did a little research then drove to FL. After a few days, we found a nice apartment! To furnish our place, we flew to VA and get all our stuff from the storage. Of course we drove back again to FL, this time with a big truck! The drive to FL was epic 16-hours. 1000 miles. It was quite an experience for me, who never travelled this much. I can say that moving means a journey into the unknown which is an overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard part of it all was loading/unloading the truck. If your on a tight budget like us, renting a truck is a lot cheaper, but it hurts! Anyway after that stressfull and difficult event, we're settled and enjoying our time here in our new abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our unit overlooks the complex swimming pool. I thought that was cool, little did we know that it will be a problem. There's also a 15-acre lake with a big fountain in the middle, across the street. There's a path along the lake, so anyone can walk or jog and enjoy the scenic view. This apartment complex has 24 hour fitness center, tennis courts, volleyball court and basketball court. Most of the apartments or private community (as they call it) here in FL offers the same features for a reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very hot here in FL, hotter than the Philippines due to high humidity. The usual temperature here is scorching 95-100 degrees, everyday! I am hoping that once summer is over it will cool down a bit. One thing though, there's a lot to do here in and that'll be on my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112463237365323831?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112463237365323831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112463237365323831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112463237365323831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112463237365323831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-beginning_21.html' title='a new beginning...'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112213246099637805</id><published>2005-07-23T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T10:29:44.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cross country</title><content type='html'>We droved almost 16 hours from Virginia to Florida. We're finally settling in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;crossing North Carolina&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;South Carolina&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;rest area in Georgia&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Indian%20Rock%207%2020%2005%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;welcome center in Florida&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112213246099637805?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112213246099637805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112213246099637805' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112213246099637805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112213246099637805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/07/cross-country.html' title='cross country'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112092530133807759</id><published>2005-07-09T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:59:57.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hustling and bustling</title><content type='html'>These last weeks have been busy for us. We have been running around doing errands and all sorts of things. After a while we decided to take it easy and walk around Lake Anne park. At forty years old, Lake Anne is the first village center developed in community of Reston, and Washington Plaza is at the heart of Lake Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Incheon,%20Lake%20Anne%20(late%20June,%202005)%200141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Incheon%2C%20Lake%20Anne%20%28late%20June%2C%202005%29%200141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Incheon,%20Lake%20Anne%20(late%20June,%202005)%200131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Incheon%2C%20Lake%20Anne%20%28late%20June%2C%202005%29%200131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Incheon,%20Lake%20Anne%20(late%20June,%202005)%200211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Incheon%2C%20Lake%20Anne%20%28late%20June%2C%202005%29%200211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Incheon,%20Lake%20Anne%20(late%20June,%202005)%200201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Incheon%2C%20Lake%20Anne%20%28late%20June%2C%202005%29%200201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/Incheon,%20Lake%20Anne%20(late%20June,%202005)%200241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/Incheon%2C%20Lake%20Anne%20%28late%20June%2C%202005%29%200241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before going home we stopped by at the latino store to buy a some of my cooking ingredients, but we ended up buying more. I got bags of chicharones (chicharon), elititos (cornic), and ripe mango! Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112092530133807759?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112092530133807759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112092530133807759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112092530133807759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112092530133807759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/07/hustling-and-bustling.html' title='hustling and bustling'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-112085414960458878</id><published>2005-07-08T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:55:45.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>A late post from July 4th celebrations. We joined the crowd and watched the spectacular fireworks display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%200014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%200044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/320/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting we busied ourselves and cooled off with a cotton candy flavored popsicle. As you may noticed we hadn't carried a chair or blanket to sit on, we totally forgot about it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fireworks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures didn't do a good justice of the fireworks, believe me it was more than that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/1600/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20(2005)%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1686/514/200/July%20Fourth%20at%20Lake%20Fairfax%20%282005%29%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We noticed that Nothern VA is now a multi-racial community (if it was like that before, we never knew). The area where we were seated was composed of latinos, indians, asian, middle easterners, jews, blacks, and of course whites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-112085414960458878?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/112085414960458878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=112085414960458878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112085414960458878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/112085414960458878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111965795343186112</id><published>2005-06-24T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:06:48.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News....</title><content type='html'>Our Korean adventure has ended, but our life journey continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a year in Korea, we are now back in the USA. The days pass by pretty fast; we've been here for five days now. We're kinda busy running around doing stuff for our car and some legal matters. We had quite an experience in Korea but it's really nice to be back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now; will write more later. We're still in the process of settling things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111965795343186112?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111965795343186112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111965795343186112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111965795343186112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111965795343186112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/06/news_24.html' title='News....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111858156879576961</id><published>2005-06-12T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T08:08:40.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea:The Land of the Morning Calm</title><content type='html'>After one year in Korea, I think it's time to share my perspective of this country. Although I have witnessed the good, the bad and other stuff, my knowledge of Korea is on the limited side, so I am writing only from first hand experiences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Korea is a test of everything and it is up to an individual to decide what shall be overcome. It's a question of what matters and what doesn't. In order to survive here in Korea, you need to assimilate or you'll be crushed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Korea is the same as being in any other country. At first you move to a new place and everything is new and exciting, and you love it. Then eventually I realized I was in a totally alien environment, and I was the alien!. Then it came to a point that I started to hate the culture, more than anything in the world. But eventually I began to accept the good and the bad of the this new culture. In short, I assimilated. No matter how much I rejected everything, when I made up my mind to coexist with Korea, things got easier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the Philippines, Korea is a country of unsurpassed beauty, covered with mountains, and surrounded by seas. It's culture is ancient, refined, and filled with vitality. Techologically speaking Korea is a developed and an advanced country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foods are healthy. Tastes range from bland, to bearable, to downright salty and spicy. It took three months before we ate kimchi. After that, like all koreans we always had kimchi in the fridge. Basically, Korean foods takes some getting used to. Whenever we take a break from it, my mouth gets watery at the thought of spicy korean foods. I love the rice too, large sweet pearl rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is little crime here. Cars are left untended and running, house doors unlocked, and goods out in the open. No cellphone snatchers either! The worst you'll see are 'ajushi' being taken by police in their squad car. These are old men who end up sleeping at the bar or in/outside the store after some bottles of Soju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their writing, called Hangul, is not very hard to learn. If you're motivated and determined enough, within six months you'll be able to read and write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are warm when you get to know them. They are known for being racist but we never experienced any anti-foreign sentiments. However, I do find it annoying when we get those 'korean stares'. Some try to be friendly and helpful but overdo it. In some ways they are narrow-minded and sensitive. I dont know if it's part of the culture or the language, but the little etiquette issue can be very annoying. Sometimes when you're walking down the street, people will just flat out walk into you or push you out of the way. It's not in any way personal, they're not being rude, and they don't even think about it. Sometimes if your unlucky you'll be pushed out of the store if you don't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating because it's a one-way street. It's often the case that you are expected to respect, excuse, and understand every aspect of Korea, while Koreans seem to have no interest in respecting or understanding anything else. They tend to pass judgement freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for working here as an ESL teacher, in some ways it's an easy job. If your white, flexible, inqusitive, and open minded you can come to Korea and earn decent money. Inspite of all the horror stories about people getting screwed over while teaching in Korea, my husband had a pretty decent experience. He landed in a small hogwon with a not-so-terrible director. We do watch our back though, because at anytime something could happen out of the blue that would shake things up! The directors have a lot of power over you while you're in Korea, and that can be both a very good and a very bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to remember, once you come to Korea you have to learn to live in a truly different culture. You'll be amazed, Korea will teach you survival skills :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111858156879576961?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111858156879576961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111858156879576961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111858156879576961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111858156879576961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/06/koreathe-land-of-morning-calm.html' title='Korea:The Land of the Morning Calm'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111810307063174351</id><published>2005-06-06T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:58:24.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day in Korea</title><content type='html'>May 6th is Memorial Day here in South Korea, a public holiday. Our weekend was busy so we decided to take it easy, since it was an extended weekend for L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/album?.dir=6eda&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/my_photos"&gt;&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://photos14.flickr.com/17897226_755e990b0c_m.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Gudarae Park and spent the afternoon walking around. We had been meaning to visit that park for like a year now. We thought it was far away, but we discorvered it was just around downtown Buyeo. There are statues and structures all over the park, which are quite an attraction. Families were gathered and enjoying the holiday, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/album?.dir=6eda&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/my_photos"&gt;&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://photos12.flickr.com/17969488_c397af8d2e_m.jpg" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Huang He River (Yellow river) is perhaps the main attraction at the park. An historic cliff overlooks the park. It is said that during the Baekje era (AD 660), 3000 court ladies threw themselves off the cliff to avoid being captured by the invading Silla army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/album?.dir=6eda&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/my_photos"&gt;&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://photos13.flickr.com/17971882_bf86c37973_m.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the fun, it was snack time! We ate korean snacks, including sogogi kimbap (beef, vegetables, and rice rolled in dried sea weed) and kimchi kimbap (kimchi &amp;amp; vegetables rolls). It was quite an eventful day for us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111810307063174351?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111810307063174351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111810307063174351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111810307063174351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111810307063174351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/06/memorial-day-in-korea.html' title='Memorial Day in Korea'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111737369510060567</id><published>2005-05-29T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T08:42:07.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fun time!</title><content type='html'>Summer... summer...summer, oh how I love it! The weather is fan-freaking-tastic! I'm so ecstatic about the sunshine and hot summer breeze, I never knew I would appreciate the hot weather like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we went out, enjoying the balmy summer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/16217824_4d5eb06eb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img hspace="10" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16217824_4d5eb06eb4_m.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we walked around town and ate Korean fast food for a change. It was filling, healthy, and cheap! We bought some souvenirs, too. L got an expensive pewter set from a small gift shop. On our way home we stopped by the nearby museum. I got the traditional figurine dolls I had been wanting for so long. They were a bit pricey but worth keeping as a memento from Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we strolled in town again, and I had my hair done - permed straight, that is. We took some pictures while we were out and headed home before the sunset. We didn't do that much but I can say it's better than hibernating at home, especially when it's so nice outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now folks! My apologies for not updating, but recently we have been rather busy. Things are about to change for us, and in the next few weeks there'll be something new! Watch out for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111737369510060567?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111737369510060567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111737369510060567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111737369510060567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111737369510060567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/05/fun-time.html' title='fun time!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111604646438783802</id><published>2005-05-13T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:54:24.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being an ESL teacher.....</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was my last day of teaching at the Hogwon. As you know from my previous post, I started teaching last February. I tought once a week to relieve L, since weekend classes had started. But there aren't many student enrolled, or should I say none! So they told him that they needed his hours back. The worst part is they arranged for him to teach high school. One thing about hogwon directors is that they take advantage of their foreign teachers. They tend to monopolize your time to the fullest so they can get their money's worth. Anyway, that's another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I am greatful that they allowed me to teach in their school. It was one big experience for me, albeit a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an ESL teacher is not an easy task. One needs to be flexible, spontaneous, and creative. The teacher must keep the class's interest up and find different things to do each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very stressful being an ESL teacher. One's patience is always being tested. The fact that we are foreigners and can't speak their language makes it really hard. It's not just that we're dealing with students attitudes, but trying to make them learn. Most of the students are hard headed and unmotivated. If you ask them why they are there it's "Because of my mother said so." At times I wanted to pull my hair out when a student was being stubborn and couldn't get what I was trying to say no matter how I tried. Once you become an ESL teacher you must really work on being patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about teaching English is it makes you a better English speaker. You learn things that you never knew about the language. Sometimes it amazed me how bizarre the language is when it comes to spelling and pronunciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of being an ESL teacher is getting to know the students. Sometimes they blow you away by being very cute and sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13477276_083a986322_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13477275_41c14045a6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111604646438783802?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111604646438783802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111604646438783802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111604646438783802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111604646438783802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-esl-teacher.html' title='being an ESL teacher.....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111551137851943141</id><published>2005-05-07T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:16:12.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mothers love.....</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;rekindles our joys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;restores our hopes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;renews our dreams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my two wonderful mothers.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/12838142_74781e4f3d_o.gif" border=#ffffff/&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/12836361_640c6c4284_o.gif" border=#ffffff/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the great moms in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.jeannepasero.com/ArkoudMomANIM.gif border=#ffffff&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111551137851943141?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111551137851943141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111551137851943141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111551137851943141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111551137851943141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/05/mothers-love.html' title='mothers love.....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111530595107557551</id><published>2005-05-05T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T10:42:38.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orini-nal (children's day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/urininal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/200/urininal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(92, 96, 240);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May 5th is a national holiday in S. Korea, a day of celebration for children called Urini-nal. Parents give gifts to their children, and I guess they also get gifts from any store they visit while out celebrating. Some cities have parades and public activities. Museums, zoos, amusement parks, and movie theaters are said to offer free admission to children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Traditional foods such as kimchi, bulgogi, and shell fish play an important part on this holiday. From what I read, in earlier times Koreans spent the day in restful celebration wearing their finest clothes and playing an indoor game such as Yut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely some places were crowded with families enjoying the holiday in the spring weather, but not here in our small town, where it rained the whole day. The rain was, however, a nice break from the hot temperatures- as high as 85- we've been having for a few days now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111530595107557551?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111530595107557551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111530595107557551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111530595107557551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111530595107557551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/05/orini-nal-childrens-day.html' title='Orini-nal (children&apos;s day)'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111459516685596425</id><published>2005-04-27T04:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:33:34.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>colourful spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos6.flickr.com/11163980_55f0ad9f38_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/11163980_55f0ad9f38_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/11164481_0f440fde8d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11164481_0f440fde8d_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos6.flickr.com/11165022_ad723f8c5c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/11165022_ad723f8c5c_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos6.flickr.com/11165024_416c9d4d3b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos6.flickr.com/11165024_416c9d4d3b_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos8.flickr.com/11163983_902d24b8d0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11163983_902d24b8d0_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos10.flickr.com/11163736_5b4ab3b602_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos10.flickr.com/11163736_5b4ab3b602_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos8.flickr.com/11163738_b7710e5744_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos8.flickr.com/11163738_b7710e5744_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos9.flickr.com/11165210_79a8d31be2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos9.flickr.com/11165210_79a8d31be2_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos7.flickr.com/11164477_a808463d86_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid" src="http://photos7.flickr.com/11164477_a808463d86_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a beautiful spring day, the temperature was as high as 75! It was sunny and the sky was brilliant blue. The colorful flowers are dancing in the wind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Equipped with my digital camera, I walked around and enjoy the beautiful blossoms of spring. L couldn't believe I took all these &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic" href="http://flickr.com/photos/51035632090@N01/page2/"&gt;pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/7935775-111459516685596425?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111459516685596425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111459516685596425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111459516685596425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111459516685596425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/04/colourful-spring.html' title='colourful spring!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111416600368648801</id><published>2005-04-22T03:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T18:35:05.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hindi ko nalanghap ang sarap!</title><content type='html'>I was fiddling with my newest pastime- working through PSP tutorials- when I was suddenly struck by a desire for a hotdog. Yes, I had a vision of a fat, sweet, tender, and juicy hotdog smothered in cheese! I was practically drooling at the thought! I speedily put on a jacket and ran to the nearest store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching for the hotdog-to-die-for, I thought about street carts selling hotdogs in the US. Big, sloppy, messy, dripping 'dog and sitting down to eat. At the frozen section, no matter how much I turned the products every which way, I couldn't find &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.rfm.com.ph/swift.htm"&gt;what I had in mind!&lt;/a&gt; As this was merely a sudden urge and not at all like the-need-for-essential-nutrients, I settled for what they had. The appearance of the hotdog in the bag was not very encouraging; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bulgogi Frank Hotdog&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That'll do,"&lt;/span&gt; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurriedly cooked a bag of hotdogs at once and was hoping for the tasty smell, but there was none. I prepared the condiments, and indulged myself! The taste was not as &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jollibee.com.ph/products.htm#"&gt;I had imagined it&lt;/a&gt; and the delicious hotdog aroma was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I satisfied my cravings, and that what's mattter. Better luck next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rfm.com.ph/swift.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jollibee.com.ph/products.htm#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111416600368648801?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111416600368648801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111416600368648801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111416600368648801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111416600368648801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/04/hindi-ko-nalanghap-ang-sarap.html' title='hindi ko nalanghap ang sarap!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111405806453180378</id><published>2005-04-20T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:22:28.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>laugh of the day!</title><content type='html'>I had quite an adventure today, I rode in a police car! No, I didn't commit any crime. It happened because I was looking for a certain store. And because everything was written in hangul and there seemed to be no building address numbers at all, I decided to seek police help to make things easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, since we've asked police for help once before. That was when we went to Seoul, and we got lost. The person we asked for directions lead us to the police station. With their town map, the police were able to point us in the right direction. The guy I talked to on the phone said that their store was somewhere around town, so I was thinking the police might be able to point me to the exact location without any hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after a few inquiries, I was escorted by two policemen and found myself sitting in the back of the squad car. I almost backed out, as riding in their car was not part of my plans! It was my first time riding in a patrol car and it was not exciting. It was not a high and mighty experience, if anything it was very uncomfortable. The policemen were nice though, trying to make conversation with a few english words that they knew. Anyway, after a two mile drive we found the "store", it was in the middle of a rusty industrial construction site. To make a long story short, I ended up going along with the store keeper and policemen's conversation, since they couldn't understand my explanation as to why I was there. It was funny because the store keeper seemed very nervous and attentive around the police. It ended with a word from the clerk that he would call me, for whatever reason I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I was thankful that the policemen were there because otherwise I'd be taking a taxi back. As I told L about my adventure today, I had mixed emotions and felt like bursting out laughing or crying. He then said that it was quite a story and a misadventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have had lots of experiences and a number of misadventures here in Korea! Hopefully soon things will change and all of them will just be a memory....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111405806453180378?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111405806453180378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111405806453180378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111405806453180378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111405806453180378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/04/laugh-of-day.html' title='laugh of the day!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111370930447040808</id><published>2005-04-16T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:41:19.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry blossoms in bloom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/leeday/cherry4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/leeday/cherry4.jpg" align="justify" border="0" hspace="1" vspace="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Spring in Korea and cherry blossoms are in full bloom! The cherry blossoms' pink buds are opening into clusters&lt;br /&gt;of soft white petals. When the breeze blows the petals fall in showers like wedding confetti. Oh, so pretty! The petals&lt;br /&gt;practically wash the road with their hues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/leeday/cherry3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/leeday/cherry3.jpg" align="justify" border="0" hspace="1" vspace="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I am not exactly sure when, but there is a cherry blossom festival held somewhere in Seoul. People are enjoying&lt;br /&gt;the blooming cherry blossoms, taking pictures, and walking among the cherry's petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/leedaypic9/korea15.html"&gt;more photos!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111370930447040808?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111370930447040808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111370930447040808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111370930447040808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111370930447040808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/04/cherry-blossoms-in-bloom.html' title='cherry blossoms in bloom!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111265954712004853</id><published>2005-04-04T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T06:37:26.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tree planting</title><content type='html'>Today is Arbor Day here in Korea. It is an annual observance dedicated to the planting and conservation of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was windy but the weather was good for walking, warm enough to just wear a sweatshirt. We took the opportunity to walk and enjoy the weather, and of course I was curious to see if people really plant trees :) As it turned out there was no tree planting but people were out and about since it was a public holiday, and a great day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's still barren outside, trees are starting to bloom like this one in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/tuesday05%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/tuesday05%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111265954712004853?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111265954712004853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111265954712004853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111265954712004853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111265954712004853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/04/tree-planting.html' title='tree planting'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111190154946351077</id><published>2005-03-27T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T01:38:16.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/easteregg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111190154946351077?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111190154946351077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111190154946351077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111190154946351077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111190154946351077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-easter-everyone.html' title='happy easter everyone!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111179857975972098</id><published>2005-03-25T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:58:41.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>me, in the hand of my student</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/sara.jpg" height="500" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;She's the only one who noticed (or maybe others too, but didn't commented) and asked if I cut my hair. I had it short with a bangs (korean look). While teaching, I noticed she keep looking at me up and down, and back to her note. When I checked what she's doing, she sweetly told me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this is you"&lt;/span&gt;. Well it doesn't matter if she didn't listen the whole period I still gave her a big hug! She sign her work &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sara"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111179857975972098?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111179857975972098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111179857975972098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111179857975972098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111179857975972098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-in-hand-of-my-student.html' title='me, in the hand of my student'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111140288146464849</id><published>2005-03-21T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:46:16.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>winter blues over!</title><content type='html'>The cold months will soon be over. Spring is in the air. Although a light jacket is still needed when you walk outside, I'm thankful to be over with layers and heavy coats. Now I am looking forward to what Spring brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is harsh in Korea almost like a Siberian winter. It's bitterly cold so that all you can do is keep yourself warm. This makes the coming of Spring all the more cherished. Of course I appreciate the fact that here in our area snow is minimal. It almost doesn't snow while in other areas snow accumulates several inches high. The temperature is deadly. Especially since here we do all our errands on foot. Buses and taxis are available but it seems senseless to take one when your destination is only a 10 minute walk away. Koreans loves walking and winter is no exception, as they seem to enjoy walking in freezing temperatures. The funny thing is, some of them are not heavily dressed for winter, whereas I am bulging with layers of clothes and still feel chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that cold months can lead to very negative feelings. The grey skies and the freezing temperatures make people tired, unmotivated, and depressed. That's how I felt the past few months here. I'm glad L is very patient and tried to cheer me up the whole time. Not to mention my friend &lt;a href="http://www.annabanana.blog-city.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; never ceases to call me. Now I realize I was hit with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter Blues,&lt;/span&gt; which they also call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAD - Seasonal Affected Disorder&lt;/span&gt;. They said the cause is decreased exposure to sunlight. But then I didn't experience such an affect in the US, the first year I was in a cold climate. But then again there, I was busy doing stuff, when here I don't do much. I guess the factors that really affect individuals depend on their particular circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of those cheering and looking forward to the Spring season, and it's just around the corner. There may not be beautiful, colorful tulips visible in every corner, but the change of weather will nonetheless be greatly appreciated :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111140288146464849?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111140288146464849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111140288146464849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111140288146464849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111140288146464849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/03/winter-blues-over.html' title='winter blues over!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-111080000659248545</id><published>2005-03-14T05:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T16:42:32.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>excuses......</title><content type='html'>I know, I haven't updated this blog for long. I just don't have much to say. There's not much going on here lately and nothing really interesting to write about. However I do anticipate that things will perk up soon especially that spring is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Iam occupied playing a computer games. L &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"got"&lt;/span&gt; me an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8 in 1 Sims (Makin' Magic)&lt;/span&gt;, these includes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hot Date, House Party, Vacation, Downtown, Magic Town&lt;/span&gt; and etc.. The game play is highly addictive that I couldn't do anything but play. Well that's another another reason wny am not blogging lately :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHITE DAY&lt;/span&gt; here in Korea. If you're a frequent reader of this blog you may have read about it on the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Day is a special day like Valentines. Today is the day when men are supposed to to buy gifts for women (since they did last Valentines day). Again, it's a day of candies and chocolates and I got my share too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, 14th of April will be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Day&lt;/span&gt;. Young people who don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend celebrate their being lonesome by eating black noodles in a Chinese restaurant. Funny how they seems to wallow in their own depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-111080000659248545?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/111080000659248545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=111080000659248545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111080000659248545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/111080000659248545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/03/excuses.html' title='excuses......'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110975037555649937</id><published>2005-03-02T02:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T04:01:21.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mader!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/ma5.jpg" height="600" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110975037555649937?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110975037555649937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110975037555649937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110975037555649937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110975037555649937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-birthday-mader.html' title='Happy Birthday Mader!!!!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110887163009250492</id><published>2005-02-19T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T04:57:11.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goodies!</title><content type='html'>A package was delivered on our doorstep yesterday, and these are what I got....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/goodies%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/goodies%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, books!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/goodies%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/goodies%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her partner came too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for having such a sweet parents-in-law :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110887163009250492?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110887163009250492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110887163009250492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110887163009250492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110887163009250492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/goodies.html' title='goodies!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110854707834697570</id><published>2005-02-16T04:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T06:34:32.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my day at the school......</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day at the school. No I was not enrolled to attend any classes - I taught at a Hogwon (korean english school). Actually they were L's student. I will be relieving him one day during the week which will be his day off, since he's going to start teaching Saturday classes. Most of their high school students have gone to college and the rest can only attend class on the weekend. When the director requested that he teach on Saturdays he immediately made this arrangment. This way I have something to do and it will be good experience if ever I decide to teach at another hogwon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day went well. Having never taught before, at first I was kinda nervous when ushered into a classroom filled with expectant faces. But I can safely say that I did okay (tooting my own horn, eh!). The kids seemed overwhelmed and the director was pleased. The hard part of teaching here is when you talk to a bunch of kids who hardly speak your language. It's hard to communicate with them and explain things unless I do it in the simpliest way. I tried to translate some english words into the few korean words that I know, but the effort was futile. Korean kids are cute and I can say that some of them are nice and follow orders, and some are hard headed and inherently different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about korean students, they study hard like pit ponies. They all seem to be dedicated to learning and trying to achieve the best they can. I thought filipino students were the hardest workers of all but koreans beat us. During the school term they go to regular school from morning till night. In between there are extracurricular activities, such as language lessons- english, chinese and french; music lessons- violin, piano, flute; taekwando and others - not to mention homework waiting to be done. These students are all expected to go to a university. They seem to have a great deal of pressure placed on them by their families. Each of them are expected to find a good job once they graduate. That's why some students end up studying in at well know universities or even abroad - that is, if their family can afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, right now I can't decide if I like teaching or not, but I can say I like those cute korean kids :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110854707834697570?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110854707834697570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110854707834697570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110854707834697570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110854707834697570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-day-at-school.html' title='my day at the school......'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110839434101164724</id><published>2005-02-14T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T21:01:35.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here in Korea Valentines Day is celebrated in a manner which is different than what we all are used to. Many girls and young women give gifts to their boyfriends, particularly chocolates. They invest in huge baskets of candies to give to their prospective men. Lots of shops display varities of chocolates and in groceries, fancy stores and bakeries, it sure is raining chockies! While this seems rather one sided, there is another occasion when men return the favor. It is called 'White day'. Sometimes men invite women to wine and dine in fancy restaurants. Also there's 'Black day' - a celebration of men and woman who don't have boyfriends or girlfriends which involves eating 'cha jang mien'(black chinese noodles). As I speak to annabanana on the phone, there are all kinds of days celebrated every 14th of the month; that means more gifts to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown is crowded with many young people who enjoy this day. Women gets gaga buying gifts for their love ones, and I for one joined them and got a gift for my hunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://leeday.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;us on Vday &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/vday05%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/vday05%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;our valentines treats! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110839434101164724?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110839434101164724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110839434101164724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110839434101164724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110839434101164724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-in-korea-valentines-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110834096114621724</id><published>2005-02-13T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:40:11.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hearts Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hearts come in all kinds and sizes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And as Valentines draws near,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We usually see them colored in red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There are happy hearts and sad hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Some broken and some with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And there are strong hearts and sweethearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But the hearts that relates to God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And makes us love our fellow man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makes us the very best Valentines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's send our LOVE and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not forget to say a little prayer and greet our loved one - family, friends, neighbor, blogmates, boss, pets and everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;on VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110834096114621724?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110834096114621724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110834096114621724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110834096114621724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110834096114621724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-hearts-day.html' title='Happy Hearts Day!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110803856207036207</id><published>2005-02-10T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T09:51:49.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year in Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kung hey fat choy!&lt;/em&gt; Chinese greetings as they celebrate the Lunar New Year. Here in Korea it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sae-hae Bok Mani Paduseyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which means &lt;em&gt;Many New Years Blessings to You! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seol&lt;/em&gt; or Seolnal(New Year's Day) is a very important holiday here in Korea along with &lt;em&gt;Chuseok&lt;/em&gt; (Thanksgiving). Seolnal is a three days (paid) holiday, too bad it falls in the middle of the week (Tues - Thu) that people had to go back to work or school on Friday. I was hoping for a colorful, extravagant and traffic-jamming new year celebrations like Chinese does but Korean approach to this holiday is quieter. But then again we are in the boonies, so who knows what's happenings in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today we were invited at the school directors house for an all korean lunch and as we ate they tell us how Seolnal is celebrated. Families are gathered at their parents (elders) houses and prepare foods, liquors and tea, for &lt;em&gt;Chesa&lt;/em&gt; (the offering to ancestors) and family members make a bow. Traditionally the must-eat food on this day is the Mandu-gook, soup with rice cakes and small dumplings, it's good though! Some people wear hanbok (traditional korean clothing) on this occasion and some don't. For fun, they fly a kite outdoors and play the Yut game indoors. I don't know much about the yut game which they said is very popular, but the kite sure is colorful. The Yut game is composed of four stick and part of playing it is throwing it in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/hanbok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/hanbok.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hanbok that I wish to wear someday&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;before we leave Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/yut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/yut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;yut game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/koreanf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/koreanf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;a colorful kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110803856207036207?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110803856207036207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110803856207036207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110803856207036207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110803856207036207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/lunar-new-year-in-korea.html' title='Lunar New Year in Korea'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110777007823235966</id><published>2005-02-05T04:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:09:02.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school festival</title><content type='html'>A school festival (as they call it) was held at L's hogwon last week. It was a production of students ages 4- 13. They performed a variety of skits such as &lt;em&gt;Dinosaur Land, The Three Pigs, The Shepherd Boy and the a Wolf&lt;/em&gt;, and some chinese dialogues. The kids were so cute with their colorful custumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students spoke english to the best of their ability in each skit. L told me that students had to learn the entire dialogues as well as each part they were going to play. It was a lot of memorization and rehearsals that went into preparing for the production. The teacher's efforts in putting up with the kid's moods and attitudes during the entire preparations paid off. The production turned out great! Parents were so proud while watching their children speak and perform in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/school_festival%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/school_festival%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The younger kids in custumes presenting the "Dinosaur Land" story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/school_festival%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/school_festival%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Kids performed "the three little pigs"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and "the boy who cried wolf" in animal custumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/school_festival%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/school_festival%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;cute chinese custumes&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/school_festival%20015r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/school_festival%20015r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;L giving a speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/school_festival%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/school_festival%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;it wouldn't have been complete without ours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/leeday26/album?.dir=aef0&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;amp;amp;.done=http%3a//photos.yahoo.com/ph//my_photos"&gt;more photos here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110777007823235966?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110777007823235966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110777007823235966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110777007823235966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110777007823235966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/school-festival.html' title='school festival'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110742119579405039</id><published>2005-02-03T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T04:08:07.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the cute pamangkins....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/bye%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/bye%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/pics5%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/pics5%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shekinah Abegail, always ready sa camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shekinah and Elijah, cute little angels :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Kinah was beaten on the nose by Jah2x who was so moody &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;because of his chicken pox&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110742119579405039?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110742119579405039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110742119579405039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110742119579405039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110742119579405039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/cute-pamangkins.html' title='the cute pamangkins....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110732852575904698</id><published>2005-02-02T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T02:15:25.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness in Music - Tag Along</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://ralphelaine.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random 10&lt;/strong&gt; (Note: random songs are from Yahoo Launch cast - Iam tuned in right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.Drift Away - Uncle kraker &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.Heaven Knows - Donna Summer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.Dancing Queen - Abba &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Layla - Eric Clapton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. That's the way it is - Celine Dion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.Don't know why - Nora Jones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.Follow you, Follow me - Genesis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Your song - Elton John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. He's so shy - Pointer sisters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. I'll have to say I love you in a song - Jim Croce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What is the total amount of music files on your computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lotsa! hubby loves to download music and movies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The last CD you bought is? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahaha! I hardly remember, I think it was ABBA collection. That was 2003 when I leave Pinas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What is the last song you listened to before this message?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iam tuned in to Yahoo Launchcast while blogging - right now, IF by Bread is playing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Write down five songs you listen to or mean a lot to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Your still the one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. From this moment on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Top of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. All my Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Got to believe in magic &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Who are you gonna pass this stick to? (3 persons and why)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://angelove.blogspot.com"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt; - para makapag relax ka naman :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://annabanana.blogcity.com"&gt;Annabanana&lt;/a&gt;- with a new MP3 you can easily answer this :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://g-blogs.com/makahiya"&gt;Shy&lt;/a&gt; - i know you love music too :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110732852575904698?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110732852575904698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110732852575904698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110732852575904698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110732852575904698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/madness-in-music-tag-along.html' title='Madness in Music - Tag Along'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110725118441745676</id><published>2005-02-01T04:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T00:47:53.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>amigas lakwacheras!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/74953746@N00/sets/104039/"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/pics7%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;MOL reunion (my officemates for more than 4 years). &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;It's nice to see everyone again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/74953746@N00/sets/104059/"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/pics7%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I finally met &lt;a href="http://ralphelaine.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.I hope hindi sya naloka sa kadaldalan ko!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Laine, ty sa gift ha... loves ko sya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/74953746@N00/sets/104052/"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/pics3%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;my bestfriends in college, makes an effort to meet me even for a short time...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;luv you guys!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click each photos to see more. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110725118441745676?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110725118441745676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110725118441745676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110725118441745676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110725118441745676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/02/amigas-lakwacheras.html' title='amigas lakwacheras!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110718410415158743</id><published>2005-01-31T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T04:38:23.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My vacation.... </title><content type='html'>I was back since last week, but I can't find time to blog nor to do anything on the computer. First I been sleeping for the most part (jet lag, baga!) then when I regain my strength from the trip I started to clean the whole apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vacation in Pinas was expected but was not organized and was finalized to the last minute. But eventhough not ready and was not equipped with enough "pasalubong", go ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit of an adjustment from below freezing temperature to warm and sunny weather. I got sick, was hit with cough and cold the first week I was there. Another thing was, I had a major disaster with my hair. I had it straightened at Going Straight but the chemicals they used reacted on the chemicals that was used here in Korea when my hair was straightened six months ago. So the ending, my hair was damaged! Other than that everything was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with my family the whole time, it was a non-stop chat. I also enjoyed my favorite foods and some that I missed. Parents make sure that I will eat what I like before I leave. When the relatives from Bataan learned that I came, they sent lot's of seafoods through their Farmer's Market suppliers. Oh and lots of fresh fruits too! I also enjoyed foods from Pier1, Dencio's and Dampa, their great! But nothing beats the food at home. Ma, never get tired cooking and preparing, hayyyy sarap! &lt;em&gt;yung taho ni manong sa umaga, yung bbq at nilagang mani sa kanto, yung fishball at kikiam sa hapon, yung balot sa gabi.... &lt;/em&gt;The best thing about being in the Philippines are foods! other than shopping and great sales on malls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spent most of my time with my niece, she was 6 months old when I left Pinas. Now she's turning 3 in August. She's cute and always ready to pose when the camera strike :) I also have a new 1 year old nephew who's so masungit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my short stay there, I met some friends, classmates, former office mates and blog-meet with Laine. I was hoping to meet Anna again but didn't have a chance to do so. Though it was not planned and out of budget we visited friends and relatives at Cavite, Laguna, Batangas and Bulacan. Also I was able talk (kiss and make-up) with some relatives that was not spoken to, for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could have been longer. I could've spent more time with my family, visit more places and meet more people. But I couldn't postponed my departure, hubby is waiting and with a month long vacation we already misses each other. Saying goodbye was the hardest part, I had to assure mother that I'll be back before long or she'll never stop crying! &lt;em&gt;ang hirap magbilin habang may umiiyak pati ako napapaiyak na rin, di matapos ang sasabihin....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the window as the plane flew higher and higher. I watched as the whole city, covered and sorrounded with gray clouds, gets smaller. I wipe the tears from my eyes and in my heart I promise that I'll be back and will be with my family and my home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new in M. Manila? The footbridge in EDSA with a distinctive color. There's no pedestrian crossing on main thoroughfare of EDSA, no one is allowed to cross instead everyone have to go up the bridge to cross to the other side, follow or you'll be jail. On some part there's a system you have to follow in order to take a bus, I still prefer the MRT though, the new system is so confusing and kinda annoying. Another thing I noticed was the quasi-comfort room on highways. Now, men are not going to stand anywhere for comfort but enjoy the colorful CR :) The MRT from Marikina (I guess) going to Aurora Blvd are now operational. SM Makati was improved. The Market! Market! in Makati was cool. There's a Gateway in Cubao. The Fiesta carnival is now outdoors. There are some changes and new stuff, but the traffic and the pollution was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110718410415158743?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110718410415158743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110718410415158743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110718410415158743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110718410415158743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-vacation.html' title='My vacation.... '/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110690087706566666</id><published>2005-01-28T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:17:39.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation's over!</title><content type='html'>Hello All!!!! after almost a month of vacation in Pinas, am back! There's too many stories to tell and too many pictures to share :) I'll carry those memories until the time I'm back again (dramaaa!) . Nothing beats being back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heto, blog and bloghopping na naman!!!! Thank you for those who leave messages while I'm away and those who sent cards, touch ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110690087706566666?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110690087706566666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110690087706566666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110690087706566666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110690087706566666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/01/vacations-over.html' title='vacation&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110459415272006770</id><published>2005-01-01T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T11:11:20.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 </title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manigong Bagong Taon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hay boke-mahn he pah du say oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all PEACE, LOVE and HAPPINESS throughout the year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110459415272006770?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110459415272006770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110459415272006770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110459415272006770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110459415272006770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2005/01/2005.html' title='2005 '/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110393871239492760</id><published>2004-12-24T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T03:04:11.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! </title><content type='html'>This year is different from the past Christmases we had, for one thing we're both far from our families. Though it's a quiet christmas for us, I am thankful we're together and that's what matters most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Family Tradition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time in Pinas at my parents house, christmas song is blasting from their karaoke. Godchildren started the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pamamasko&lt;/span&gt; and must be at our door-step asking for their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aguinaldos&lt;/span&gt;. For sure Ma's busy preparing food for the visitors and Pa can't get over entertaining them. Brother's must be in the corner eating quietly, or must be out with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten hours from now it will be christmas day in the US too. Mom will be busy preparing her christmas tradition &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'oyster stew and puff-bread'&lt;/span&gt;. After indulging from a hearty meal and opening  gifts, dad will start his christmas story - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree&lt;/span&gt;. This christmas story has been a tradition in their family, always been part of L's christmas as far as he can remember. I thought he'll never hear about him this year since we're here in Korea but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;he came&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/willowby.htm"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/willoside.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Holidays everyone! see you in January :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110393871239492760?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110393871239492760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110393871239492760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110393871239492760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110393871239492760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! '/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110381165780528701</id><published>2004-12-23T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T09:39:38.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy, happy, joy, joy, joy!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving on Tuesday! After almost two years of being away from my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bayang magiliw"&lt;/span&gt;, I'm coming home! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110381165780528701?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110381165780528701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110381165780528701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110381165780528701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110381165780528701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/confirmed.html' title='confirmed!'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110320728254427914</id><published>2004-12-16T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T10:21:45.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>art and craft</title><content type='html'>This is what keeps me company, especially now that it's winter and cabin fever sets in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/crafts%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/crafts%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered - Origami. This requires patience and some brain power. Another thing is, it is very complex. The multicolored papers are available anywhere but the only problem is, instructions are written in korean. Luckily 'the net' gives me easier instructions. It's a fun and wonderful way to keep ones hands busy other than eating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/crafts%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/crafts%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110320728254427914?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110320728254427914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110320728254427914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110320728254427914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110320728254427914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/art-and-craft.html' title='art and craft'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110272661940570248</id><published>2004-12-10T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T01:22:31.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something about last night.....</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up early to check if we already had gas, which runs our stove and water heater. Well, one click on the stove and there was the flame, water faucets got hot after a few seconds. What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when L came home from school, we drank hot chocolate(for me) and coffee(for him). Afterwards we just hung-around, no need to sleep early since it will be weekend the next day. He watched tv and I was on the computer. It was past 9pm when his mother called and I decided to make his dinner. Right then I discovered that our water heater was malfunctioning, it worried me because it was freakin cold! L checked the machine that runs the heater, unplugged and plugged it. But nothing happened, the red button was still blinking, cautioning that something was wrong. The water was so cold that I couldn't stand it at all, I thought about boiling water. What do you know! the stove didn't work too! Of course, gas is the main source of heat in this apartment and anything that has something to do with the gas didn't work at all :) Well, there was nothing else to do but wash my face and brush my teeth with freezing water brrrrrr! And as we slept, there was no comforting heat. *shivers* such horror of coldness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's back now and we are not going to be freeze this weekend. Enjoy your weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110272661940570248?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110272661940570248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110272661940570248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110272661940570248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110272661940570248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/something-about-last-night.html' title='something about last night.....'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110240257442548236</id><published>2004-12-07T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T05:55:43.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyeryongsan </title><content type='html'>Last weekend was spent with Hwang (L's student) and her family, at the park.  We went to  &lt;a href="http://www.npa.or.kr/kyeryong/english/npa/intro.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyeryongsan National Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, known for it's historic buddhist temples and majestic mountain. The buddhist's temples are impressive with it's beautiful color and intricate details. From what I read these temples are origins of many legends, two known major temples are Kapsa and Tonghaksa. I noticed lots of people hiking albeit cold weather. Ofcourse most of them are bundled with a ready hiking gear. Kyeryongsan mountain known for it's numerous peaks, offers incredible sceneries, but right now since we're between after-fall-early-winter season, it's mostly plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend, another interesting place! More pictures&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51035632090@N01/sets/50140/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/gyeryong%20park%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/gyeryong%20park%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacred water, anyone can drink... i didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/gyeryong%20park%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/gyeryong%20park%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pagoda and persimmons in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/gyeryong%20park%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/gyeryong%20park%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/gyeryong%20park%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/gyeryong%20park%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a colorful dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/gyeryong%20park%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/gyeryong%20park%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the buddhist temple&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110240257442548236?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110240257442548236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110240257442548236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110240257442548236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110240257442548236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/kyeryongsan.html' title='Kyeryongsan '/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110207126234921662</id><published>2004-12-03T05:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T08:34:21.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>socks anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/sunday%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/sunday%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/640/sunday%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/94/1686/320/sunday%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago Anna and I had a conversation on the phone, and one of the topics was socks :) These trucks of socks are stationed at every street corner, enticing passers-by to purchase, including me! I can't get enough, and I keep buying whenever I see one.  I've never seen bundles and bundles of socks in my life! They are cheap and colorful! Koreans love wearing socks. They wear them at home (especially kids) instead of  slippers and enjoy the heated floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110207126234921662?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110207126234921662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110207126234921662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110207126234921662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110207126234921662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/socks-anyone.html' title='socks anyone?'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110188106869956804</id><published>2004-12-01T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T05:05:22.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>six months</title><content type='html'>Today marked my six months here in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Land of the Morning Calm".&lt;/span&gt; I've been here almost half of a year now and it seems like much longer. It's as if everything before Korea is a distant memory. From the time I left Philippines, to the USA and then here. So much had happened and we've done a lot. I am doing nothing monumental for here, am just a spouse of an adventurous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me-gook-saram&lt;/span&gt;(american), ESL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sansengnim&lt;/span&gt;(teacher).  If anything, I am the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get-me-on-the-next-plane-outta-here&lt;/span&gt; crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm thankful for is that despite all the horror stories we've heard and read, about english teachers being screwed up here in Korea, we have a pretty decent situation, we're okay, we're surviving. That despite having a pathetic, goofy, crazy employer (according to him) he is treated well. And here in Korea if you can manage that much, your very fortunate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will write my perspective on living here in Korea.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;********************&lt;/center&gt;I been to our bank today and for the the nth time, asked the bank/id code that is needed for a wire transfer. And again for the nth time I was told the same thing! L's parents been meaning to wire money on occasions such as birthdays and now for christmas. But because of all the wrong informations they are providing me, the parents always being told that the bank can't process any transactions, after paying a fee which ofcourse non-refundable! So after some useless hours spent in the bank, patiently talking to a bank teller who can't understand me at all(and vice versa), doing sign language, writing/sketching on the paper and trying to stop myself from screaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this never became a problem in the Philippines ya-know!!!&lt;/span&gt;", I went home and called the main office in Seoul. Lucky to get an english-speaking agents, and after being passed-on from one line to another, they gave infos I needed. We'll see what will happen next....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110188106869956804?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110188106869956804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110188106869956804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110188106869956804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110188106869956804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/12/six-months.html' title='six months'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7935775.post-110139604537943672</id><published>2004-11-26T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T02:36:49.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>warm and cozy</title><content type='html'>The winter chill brings shivers down my spine, so cold that I need to bundle up right to keep myself warm. Luckily the heater in our apartment works pretty well. When we first moved here in Korea and found out how the heating system works, I was skeptical. But now that we get used to it, I think I like it better than the usual households space heater or radiator, that can visibly seen in some cold weather place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heating system in korea is the traditional radiant floor heating called&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "ondol"&lt;/span&gt; which means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;warm stones or hot floor.&lt;/span&gt; A typical korean houses or apartments are equipped with this system which conducts the flue gases of fire under the floor. It is a primitive way of heating the house, wherein traditionally they uses a fireplace inside to run the heat. But the modern day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ondol&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hydronic radiant floor heating&lt;/span&gt; where hot water is being used instead of hot air to warm the floor. There's a gas furnace or gas/oil boiler to which a lot of hoses connected individually and run beneath the floor and to every water faucet in the apartment. This keeps the whole house and flow of water warm. The trouble with this is sometimes it's hard to adjust the water temperature to your liking, it's either too hot or too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ondol&lt;/span&gt; is a good match to Korean life-style, for one thing they spent most of their indoor life on the floor. People naturally sit, eat, sleep and do everything on the floor. No matter how cold it is outside, once you came in and sit, rest your hands and legs on the floor, you'll feel comfortable and warmth all together. As for me, I sometimes lay on the floor on my stomach while watching tv or reading. Also, since winter it's hard to dry clothes, so once it's air dried outside, (electric clothes dryer is not common here) I lay the clothes on the floor which helps drying it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unique home heating system is interesting and I do enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7935775-110139604537943672?l=leeday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/feeds/110139604537943672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7935775&amp;postID=110139604537943672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110139604537943672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7935775/posts/default/110139604537943672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeday.blogspot.com/2004/11/warm-and-cozy.html' title='warm and cozy'/><author><name>Day</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12249673833716241702</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/leeday_blog/me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
