<?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-3303145067286380366</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:47:08.247-08:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Personal Baby AJ'/><category term='Romance'/><category term='Society and Culture'/><category term='Personal About Me'/><title type='text'>A Journey Of  A  Life Time</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a website where I post and talk about my life and my Lil one, AJ.  Feel free to browse around and please visit again sometimes for more updates</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2230146580644986493</id><published>2008-06-15T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:29.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Read My Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SFWOsHLQYDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jb35fpUiwRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212229032242864178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SFWOsHLQYDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jb35fpUiwRQ/s320/IMG_0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SFWOjRPg5BI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3vBHuSqJJ8c/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212228880326255634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SFWOjRPg5BI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3vBHuSqJJ8c/s320/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe got this shirt in San Francisco on Fiesta Filipino. Aj seems so proud wearing it. So, people read my shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2230146580644986493?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2230146580644986493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2230146580644986493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2230146580644986493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2230146580644986493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/read-my-shirt.html' title='Read My Shirt'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SFWOsHLQYDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/jb35fpUiwRQ/s72-c/IMG_0355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6127396443745721331</id><published>2008-06-14T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:39:01.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Teachers</title><content type='html'>I got a gift card and thank you card from my director for teacher's appreciation with this poem about the best teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Best Teachers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teachers open up young minds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;showing them the wonders of the intellect &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the miracle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of being able to think for themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A teacher exercises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the mental muscles of students, stretching and strengthening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so they can make challenging decisions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;find their way in the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and become independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best teachers and care enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To gently push and proud students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to do their best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and fulfill their potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are one of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6127396443745721331?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6127396443745721331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6127396443745721331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6127396443745721331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6127396443745721331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-teachers.html' title='The Best Teachers'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-313243833745505674</id><published>2008-06-13T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:08:38.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13</title><content type='html'>Some people believe that Friday the 13 is bad luck or unlucky and today is the Friday the 13 and  I got unlucky, after having lunch with all my co-workers for our teachers’ appreciation at The Cheese cake Factory.  AJ and I went to Valley Fair and bought a wallet for Joe as a Father’s day gift. After paying  I put the wallet  right away under AJ’s stroller before I could  lose it then we walked around for one hour.  When I started  putting everything in the car,  I noticed that the small bag  where the wallet is wasn’t at the stroller. I was so mad at myself  I couldn’t believe. It’s so painful thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-313243833745505674?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/313243833745505674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=313243833745505674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/313243833745505674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/313243833745505674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-13.html' title='Friday the 13'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3850908446103339922</id><published>2008-06-12T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:53:49.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of The School Year</title><content type='html'>Every end of the school year our center is having a special closing program held at a church since we are Christian school. Each class prepares two songs from 2 years old class to my class the Pre-k.  The  graduating children wear graduation hat and other wear nicest outfits. The ceremony started by being introduced by our director. I gave a well unprepared speech not long but it was from the heart.  Then I called each graduate by their first name to come up to the front. I handed each  one their diploma or certificate of achievement and then the children sing their songs for the parents. We all sang “ You Are My Sun Shine” at the end of the ceremony.  The parents all were snapping picture and also video taping. I was so proud of my kids. At the end of the program, we have a little party and the families all brought some dishes to share and the school provides drink. Another year past by and summer is just around the corners and we are ready for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3850908446103339922?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3850908446103339922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3850908446103339922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3850908446103339922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3850908446103339922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-school-year.html' title='End Of The School Year'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-7005615674314825268</id><published>2008-06-09T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:53:25.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Me</title><content type='html'>I grabbed this tag from Roche  to share more about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;I asked hubby last month if we could go to Disneyland. I was so happy when he said yes because it would be a double celebration for me and AJ . He is Sept. 1 and I am 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who will be your next kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be hubby but my Lil one is always with me so AJ would be the first and hubby would be the 2nd eheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you went to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at Santana Row&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,        &lt;br /&gt;5. How did you spend your summer?&lt;br /&gt;Summer is not here yet,but I am still planning what to do and I am also working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you been to the cinema in the last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember, but we are planning to see Sex in the City soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sweat shirt and sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;LV wallet and beauty supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What was the last food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;KFC chicken and rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who would be the person you call if you were up in the middle of the night and couldn’t sleep?&lt;br /&gt;The one and only hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a pet?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What made you laugh in the last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;My baby AJ when he is making silly noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Rome and PI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the last thing you purchased online?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember it was long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. One thing you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;my stretch marks on my belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Hubby when his out work and AJ when his at the day care even though I could visit him anytime I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are your plans for the day?&lt;br /&gt;go to sleep early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last person you msg’d?&lt;br /&gt;Wrapshell to see if she would like to hang out with us at Santana Row on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;21. Ever gone camping?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you a good student in school?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you know about the (your) future?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know, just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I would love too, but I am  allergic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where is/are your best friend/s right now?&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of friends but Im not sure if I have one or maybe all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am tagging everyone in my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-7005615674314825268?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/7005615674314825268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=7005615674314825268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7005615674314825268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7005615674314825268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-of-me.html' title='More of Me'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2559503964255668509</id><published>2008-06-05T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:20:22.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Shower With AJ</title><content type='html'>AJ loves to take a bath in the sink and he enjoys playing with his toys in it then he discovered that he could splash the water with his hands. He would do it every bath time now that the counter and floor get soaking wet. I decided to take him in the shower with me to see if likes it or not and last night was his first time. He really loves it more than the bath and he wasn’t scared at all. The running water didn’t bother him even when he gets water on his eyes. He watched the running water down on his hand with a big smile on his face. He sat at the back of the tub with toys and I rinsed myself then sat down with him. I used a cup to rinse him off and we played for a couple of minutes. Taking a shower with your baby is a magnificent moment and it’s a great way for bonding. Before when I have to take my shower and nobody would watch him I put his rocking chair in the bathroom floor and talk or sing to him. The sound of the running water would make him happy and stay still on his chair that I could take  a good shower. Now I could get a shower without having someone to watch him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that AJ is not afraid of the water is a good sign because in 2 weeks he has a swimming lesson at the YMCA  and Joe will take him. I want my AJ to learn early and develop his comfort in the water. We are excited for him and I am sure he will love the swimming pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2559503964255668509?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2559503964255668509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2559503964255668509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2559503964255668509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2559503964255668509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/06/taking-shower-with-aj.html' title='Taking Shower With AJ'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-1429725053369072416</id><published>2008-05-31T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:29.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>AJ seems to enjoy his first apple bite. Here’s some picture that I took to  share  what he could do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIPSy9B__I/AAAAAAAAAN4/kaFRpAMOy_0/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIPSy9B__I/AAAAAAAAAN4/kaFRpAMOy_0/s320/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206740934783533042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-1429725053369072416?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/1429725053369072416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=1429725053369072416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1429725053369072416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1429725053369072416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/apple.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIPSy9B__I/AAAAAAAAAN4/kaFRpAMOy_0/s72-c/IMG_0228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-753027279126922185</id><published>2008-05-31T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:30.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greek festival</title><content type='html'>Today we went to Greek festival which we go there every year  and this time with our little one who enjoyed the crowed of people and listening to the loud  music.  As always there were Greek band  play tradition folk tunes as well as contemporary Greek music. There was demonstration Greek folk dance performed and there were  free dancing  under these tunes for anyone who likes to try. I enjoyed watching them. Greek festivals  sell Greek artifacts that are imported from Greece, such as souvenirs, jewelry, pottery, little statues, posters, pictures, music, etc. But for hubby the best thing to do in the Greek Festival is to eat Greek food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIFQUaGkbI/AAAAAAAAANo/-kgYRpDutGk/s1600-h/IMG_0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIFQUaGkbI/AAAAAAAAANo/-kgYRpDutGk/s320/IMG_0261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729897107952050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEjiu0mqI/AAAAAAAAANg/S8rT_AkWGDk/s1600-h/IMG_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEjiu0mqI/AAAAAAAAANg/S8rT_AkWGDk/s320/IMG_0257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206729127858838178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEa99PLqI/AAAAAAAAANY/-m6LSKJQJHw/s1600-h/IMG_0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEa99PLqI/AAAAAAAAANY/-m6LSKJQJHw/s320/IMG_0271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206728980548234914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIERkFrn1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RZ4lipBT4hA/s1600-h/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIERkFrn1I/AAAAAAAAANQ/RZ4lipBT4hA/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206728818985508690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEFGR5jGI/AAAAAAAAANI/47d1jv4q5IQ/s1600-h/IMG_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIEFGR5jGI/AAAAAAAAANI/47d1jv4q5IQ/s320/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206728604825259106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-753027279126922185?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/753027279126922185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=753027279126922185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/753027279126922185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/753027279126922185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/greek-festival.html' title='Greek festival'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SEIFQUaGkbI/AAAAAAAAANo/-kgYRpDutGk/s72-c/IMG_0261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8264373136532401784</id><published>2008-05-24T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:31.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day In Eureka</title><content type='html'>Yesterday  after work we drove up to Eureka. We left around 6:30 p.m. and arrived at 12:30 a.m. and now we are here. It was a long drive 6 hours. Today we watched the kinetic race  with Joe’s friend up here then we went out for lunch afterwards. Here's some picture I took during the kinetic race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkFMB9TUpI/AAAAAAAAANA/vf1PMCQRvMo/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkFMB9TUpI/AAAAAAAAANA/vf1PMCQRvMo/s320/P1010079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204196548645442194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkEeR9TUoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5byYBCUl-PI/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkEeR9TUoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/5byYBCUl-PI/s320/P1010078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204195762666427010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkD-B9TUnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9uX9JeU_77g/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkD-B9TUnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9uX9JeU_77g/s320/P1010071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204195208615645810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkDbB9TUmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d78awWb7d9s/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkDbB9TUmI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d78awWb7d9s/s320/P1010064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204194607320224354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8264373136532401784?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8264373136532401784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8264373136532401784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8264373136532401784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8264373136532401784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-day-in-eureka.html' title='First Day In Eureka'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDkFMB9TUpI/AAAAAAAAANA/vf1PMCQRvMo/s72-c/P1010079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-7355529398526108244</id><published>2008-05-21T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:32.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ Got Scraped and Bruised</title><content type='html'>AJ was hurt today at the day care. A baby gate fell on him. He got scraped and bruised on his face. I felt so bad  knowing my little one was on pain. I know all babies get hurts all the time no matter how safe and careful the day care and workers and this thing happens. As a preschool teacher I have  witnesses a lot of little kids do get smashed and it mostly caused by another kid.&lt;br /&gt;AJ’s teacher wrote an accident report explaining what happened. I know that she couldn’t prevent him from being hurt and I was confident that  she cared enough to do anything she could do to prevent it. After work we went to see AJ’s doctor for check up if his ok. It was good to know that there’s nothing to worry. Im so proud of him because he still smiling as if there’s nothing bad happen to him. Here’s some picture taken in the hospital while waiting for his doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUN9x9TUlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uC0dYIHJ7Mo/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUN9x9TUlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uC0dYIHJ7Mo/s320/untitled7.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080299530113618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUN2x9TUkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6jNn9VNbKVA/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUN2x9TUkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6jNn9VNbKVA/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080179271029314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUNvR9TUjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RFKDTb-Sy38/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUNvR9TUjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RFKDTb-Sy38/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080050422010418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUNnh9TUiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X9v8ueANTP4/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUNnh9TUiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/X9v8ueANTP4/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203079917278024226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-7355529398526108244?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/7355529398526108244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=7355529398526108244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7355529398526108244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7355529398526108244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/aj-got-scraped-and-bruised.html' title='AJ Got Scraped and Bruised'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SDUN9x9TUlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/uC0dYIHJ7Mo/s72-c/untitled7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6247211388262913307</id><published>2008-05-17T23:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:04:25.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Weather</title><content type='html'>It’s not even summer yet but it’s definitely heating up here in California.  Lots of people go to local beaches and mall hopping to cool off and Im one of them. AJ and I with some friends were  hanging out at Valley Fair Mall for a couple of days now where Air Conditioner is free. I like the weather just right the kind of weather  where you could go to beach. When it is cold, I say I like hot weather. If I have to choose I would probably choose cold weather so then I can cover up and stay inside. I know that on the summer you could do a lot of stuff like wearing short, flipflop, swim wear and go to beach. But there’s some thing that I don’t like about summer. The hot weathers make me feel fidget, high electricity costs, and to shine to sleep long. For AJ’s first experience with the hot weather he seems he enjoyed crawling around inside the house  without clothes on two nights in the row.&lt;br /&gt; I will post his pictures when I get a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6247211388262913307?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6247211388262913307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6247211388262913307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6247211388262913307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6247211388262913307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot-weather.html' title='Hot Weather'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6850388329057383516</id><published>2008-05-17T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:32.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72xjo8NcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RxIQ5AUwP18/s1600-h/IMG_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72xjo8NcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RxIQ5AUwP18/s320/IMG_0874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365950900483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72jjo8NbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Fqqtugd4DcI/s1600-h/CIMG7029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72jjo8NbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Fqqtugd4DcI/s320/CIMG7029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365710382314930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72dTo8NaI/AAAAAAAAALw/Q1KCeggDGbE/s1600-h/CIMG7022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72dTo8NaI/AAAAAAAAALw/Q1KCeggDGbE/s320/CIMG7022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365603008132514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play can be especial important and rewarding. When AJ started to show interests in sights and sounds I was so excited that I put a lot of coloring and squeaking toys in front of him on his car set and slowly swinging back and fort for his eyes to see. He focused and watched the toys and didn’t lose sight of the toys for a long time. He was physical active before he was 3 months old. He likes to kick his legs as if he was pedaling and before he knows it he could grab his own little feet. He loves to play toys with music or things that make noise such as rattles and plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; AJ  seems to be happy observing other kids who crawl and walks. By observing other kid’s AJ could pull himself up now on his crib and on a table. And also he tried to stand up by himself without help or hold onto something. As a first time mom I was amazed watching him getting bigger and stronger. I considered him right on target on physical developments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6850388329057383516?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6850388329057383516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6850388329057383516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6850388329057383516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6850388329057383516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/aj.html' title='AJ'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SC72xjo8NcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RxIQ5AUwP18/s72-c/IMG_0874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-4213792574741064885</id><published>2008-05-13T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:33.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>We know that a lot of restaurants will be crowded on Mother’s Day. Some people would call the restaurant and make a reservation and some would just show up. It was too late for us to make one. So, Joe and I make a plan to go to hometown buffet for brunch thought  that it would be less crowded and the food would be ready when we are and that’s what we did. We went there for brunch. It was a little bit crowded and the line to get in was long. After the  brunch we came home and relaxed for a while and then we went to a flea market. It was my idea to go there on mothers’ day because I have to buy an outfit for AJ’s baptismal this Sunday. We didn’t  really look around because I was so tired. On the way home, I told Joe that it would be nice if I could take a nap when we get home. Joe just smiled at me. We got home and Joe took AJ out in the backyard and I was lying down on the coach and not even 10 minutes Joe called me to come out to join them. I came out and hang out, played with AJ and took pictures. And I finally went back in to take a nap and I did for 2 hours while the father and son still playing out in the backyard. I was so happy that Joe watched AJ and let me slept in. It wasn’t long enough but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp-bjo8NVI/AAAAAAAAALI/aWHxKxAsXnY/s1600-h/P1000905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp-bjo8NVI/AAAAAAAAALI/aWHxKxAsXnY/s320/P1000905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200107731641185618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp8_To8NUI/AAAAAAAAALA/gZZUn1aRQjU/s1600-h/P1000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp8_To8NUI/AAAAAAAAALA/gZZUn1aRQjU/s320/P1000909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200106146798253378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp8JTo8NTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kXPFt6LCX7c/s1600-h/P1000919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp8JTo8NTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/kXPFt6LCX7c/s320/P1000919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200105219085317426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp6VTo8NSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QfQzOqP0zaA/s1600-h/P1000920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp6VTo8NSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QfQzOqP0zaA/s320/P1000920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200103226220492066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-4213792574741064885?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/4213792574741064885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=4213792574741064885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4213792574741064885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4213792574741064885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-i-spent-my-mothers-day.html' title='How I Spent My Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCp-bjo8NVI/AAAAAAAAALI/aWHxKxAsXnY/s72-c/P1000905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3753852802589534853</id><published>2008-05-07T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:37:00.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal About Me'/><title type='text'>4 Things ABout Me</title><content type='html'>Tag from Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Jobs I’ve had in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teacher&lt;br /&gt;2. Courtesy Clerk&lt;br /&gt;3. Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;4. Production Operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Shows I’d DVR (Tivo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One Tree Hill&lt;br /&gt;2. Top Model&lt;br /&gt;3. Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;4. Survivor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places I’ve Been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. New York &lt;br /&gt;2. Mexico&lt;br /&gt;3. Oregon&lt;br /&gt;4. Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Filipino&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;3. Thai food&lt;br /&gt;4. Indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing Joy and now I would like to share this to my friends Losel and Noreen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3753852802589534853?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3753852802589534853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3753852802589534853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3753852802589534853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3753852802589534853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/4-things-about-me.html' title='4 Things ABout Me'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-546704631961254874</id><published>2008-05-07T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:34.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJJGg6YU5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/sp1nj_1Bu2g/s1600-h/1_989452337l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJJGg6YU5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/sp1nj_1Bu2g/s320/1_989452337l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197797296201814930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJJBA6YU4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/PYvNMbOt0fA/s1600-h/1_687189047l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJJBA6YU4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/PYvNMbOt0fA/s320/1_687189047l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197797201712534402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJI3g6YU3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9hxvcAftOOw/s1600-h/1_600156195l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJI3g6YU3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/9hxvcAftOOw/s320/1_600156195l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197797038503777138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJIzA6YU2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/P2WvpBqEPUY/s1600-h/1_101266167l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJIzA6YU2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/P2WvpBqEPUY/s320/1_101266167l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197796961194365794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s Day is just around the corner and it’s going to be my first. We don’t have plans yet, but it would be nice if hubby could watch AJ so that I could  sleep in because he could hardly watch AJ and let me sleep in. I am not expecting a diamond from hubby as a gift but I would love to get an  expensive purse heheeheh which is impossible. Honestly, it doesn’t matter what Joe will do or give. I just want him to show me appreciation for having AJ. It sucks to feel unappreciated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-546704631961254874?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/546704631961254874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=546704631961254874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/546704631961254874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/546704631961254874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SCJJGg6YU5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/sp1nj_1Bu2g/s72-c/1_989452337l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-502216094287735277</id><published>2008-05-04T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:35.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaiin Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB_rpaad9XI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cwhpuHij-fk/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB_rpaad9XI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cwhpuHij-fk/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197131591706342770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6gwaad9WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rEWjGl5mmHU/s1600-h/IMG_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6gwaad9WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rEWjGl5mmHU/s320/IMG_1054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196767773616633186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fuKad9VI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UDvOys4nW08/s1600-h/IMG_5761a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fuKad9VI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UDvOys4nW08/s320/IMG_5761a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196766635450299730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fnaad9UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Qv3ot8vMg-Y/s1600-h/IMG_5818a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fnaad9UI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Qv3ot8vMg-Y/s320/IMG_5818a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196766519486182722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fgqad9TI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HH2K7Yfz2-U/s1600-h/IMG_5749a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fgqad9TI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HH2K7Yfz2-U/s320/IMG_5749a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196766403522065714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fYKad9SI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zY7WSK4uywQ/s1600-h/IMG_5843a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB6fYKad9SI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zY7WSK4uywQ/s320/IMG_5843a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196766257493177634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another successful party and well decorated. AJ and I had a good time at the party. The pictures will tell all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-502216094287735277?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/502216094287735277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=502216094287735277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/502216094287735277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/502216094287735277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/05/hawaiin-party.html' title='Hawaiin Party'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SB_rpaad9XI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cwhpuHij-fk/s72-c/IMG_0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3983737863214186333</id><published>2008-04-30T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:35:58.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Personality Types?</title><content type='html'>I got this from Judith. I was so curios after reading her personality type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ESFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfj.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caregiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you value harmony and mutual understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will apologize or give someone the benefit of the doubt, if it means getting over a fight sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are good at building relationships and connecting with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Organized, dependable, co-operative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Opinionated, critical, and know-it-all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3983737863214186333?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3983737863214186333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3983737863214186333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3983737863214186333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3983737863214186333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/whats-your-personality-types.html' title='What&apos;s Your Personality Types?'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3651395600157250486</id><published>2008-04-30T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:37.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monterey Bay Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRgaad9RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UMNCIvQfA3w/s1600-h/167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRgaad9RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UMNCIvQfA3w/s320/167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195273262436578578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRbaad9QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O8fl4Itpo8c/s1600-h/151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRbaad9QI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O8fl4Itpo8c/s320/151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195273176537232642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRTqad9PI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QutlpAmUnAM/s1600-h/181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRTqad9PI/AAAAAAAAAJI/QutlpAmUnAM/s320/181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195273043393246450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRMqad9OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6iKHHv60dm8/s1600-h/168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRMqad9OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6iKHHv60dm8/s320/168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195272923134162146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRHqad9NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KbUYKY7Bf64/s1600-h/185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRHqad9NI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KbUYKY7Bf64/s320/185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195272837234816210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRA6ad9MI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BrX_3DbInj8/s1600-h/143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRA6ad9MI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BrX_3DbInj8/s320/143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195272721270699202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ and I went to Monterey Bay Aquarium on Saturday with some of my friends and their family. Hubby wasn’t able to go because he was busy. I have been to this place once 7years ago with hubby and we have wanted to visit again. Finally I was able to do so and this time with our Lil one AJ who is 8 months old . I know that AJ is still young to remember all this stuff but he was amazed at all the fantastic displays. As soon as we got in, we went straight to see the sea otter where AJ loved to watch them swimming around and running into each other and he loved the penguin too. There are many places for kids to learn hands-on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aquarium is a great place for family and friends. They makes learn about ocean so easily, they have an interactive exhibit that many would never see it and they have an amazing facility with surprise around every corner.  The view on a sunny day makes this place enjoyable. We really enjoyed and had a very good time. It was worth the trip and we will definitely go back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3651395600157250486?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3651395600157250486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3651395600157250486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3651395600157250486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3651395600157250486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/monterey-bay-aquarium.html' title='Monterey Bay Aquarium'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SBlRgaad9RI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UMNCIvQfA3w/s72-c/167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-5502381636588148293</id><published>2008-04-25T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:38:00.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Baby AJ'/><title type='text'>AJ Fell Off The Bed</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday morning at 3:00 a.m. AJ woke up wanted to be played with me. So we played for an hour even though I was still sleepy  and then I let him crawl and play on the bed. I was lying on the bed watching him. I didn’t realize that  I fell asleep. Then, I heard the thud I knew what it was. I got up and looked for him right away. He was on the floor lying on his back. I didn’t see the fall, but he didn’t cry. He just stared at me. I picked him up and I was hysterical. I hugged and kissed him and kept saying sorry to him. I could see on his eyes that he was sleepy and ready to go back to sleep. I checked him all over before I put him to his crib and he fast asleep within a minute. There are no red spots or bumps on him anywhere. Luckily the bed is low and the floor is carpeted. I just can’t shake the guilt and shame. I feel awful.  I should have been watching him not sleeping. This is one of those things I would try to avoid but it happens like my previous post about AJ who got luck in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-5502381636588148293?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/5502381636588148293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=5502381636588148293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5502381636588148293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5502381636588148293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/aj-fell-off-bed.html' title='AJ Fell Off The Bed'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3744651958604641694</id><published>2008-04-24T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:11:21.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Baby AJ'/><title type='text'>AJ's Development</title><content type='html'>All babies do things at different stage and meet milestones on their pace. I think my baby AJ is a little bit ahead of himself. He is a very busy and handful baby. He loves to bounce up and down before he could  hold his heads up.  He started rolling over at 4 months old. He could sit and lean forward to grabs and straighten himself up at the age of 6 months then at 7 months he started to crawl and now that he is almost 8 months he crawls all over the room pretty well. Sometimes he is eager to pull himself up in the crib and on the table. He stands on his own for few second and he thinks it’s funny because he would giggle and laugh when his about to fall and I catch him. He has become very interested in things above his eye level when he is on the floor he reaches things. I am very happy that he could do all this stuff in early age that sometimes I would say Yippy and oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the other side of AJ. He is not a good sleeper. He wakes up 2 to 3 times a night for milk then he goes right back to sleep. It is so tiring to get up that many times throughout the night. He doesn’t have teeth yet but it will soon because he drools a lot. He is starting to get the stranger anxiety. Over all, AJ is a happy boy who likes to be played and entertained&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3744651958604641694?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3744651958604641694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3744651958604641694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3744651958604641694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3744651958604641694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/ajs-development.html' title='AJ&apos;s Development'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3153912751334803130</id><published>2008-04-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:53:33.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Stress is a normal part of living. It is important to pay attention to our body to recognize signs of stress because it could cause a lot of variety of positive and negative factors. Right now, I feel that I have a lot of pain physically, emotionally and mentally. It is not surprising if I have a stress because I work full time with young children during the day which is a stressful job. On Monday night I go to school, then at home I have to take care of my family especially to my baby AJ at the same time I have to do the house work with no help at all. I am more forgetful, irritable and cranky thinking all of the things that I have to do. Can you imagine that how stressful I am?&lt;br /&gt;  I learned that  I have to balance my work school, family and friends. I have to ask hubby to support and help me with  AJ as well as house work so that I could get an adequate sleep and rest which are I really needed for a long time. Last, I have to go work out at YMCA again to burn off the chemical that I build up in my body during the stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3153912751334803130?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3153912751334803130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3153912751334803130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3153912751334803130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3153912751334803130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-9042128157892104253</id><published>2008-04-20T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:14:32.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society and Culture'/><title type='text'>Find New OR Old Friends</title><content type='html'>The 3gb community is a social net work where you can do a lot of stuff. One of the things you could do in this community is making new friends. Making friends is what I do. If you  would like to make new friends or find your lost friends just visit &lt;a href="www.3gb.biz"&gt;www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt; it is a place to stay connected with new friends, old friends and family. You could also download photo albums, music and many more to share with your love ones. You could also join a group’s blog and chat with the other members. It is easy and fun so  sign up now by click &lt;a href="www.3gb.biz"&gt;www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt; to start and find more information &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/3mxgk3" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3gb.biz"&gt;join 3gb community www.3gb.biz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-9042128157892104253?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.3gb.biz/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/9042128157892104253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=9042128157892104253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/9042128157892104253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/9042128157892104253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/find-new-or-old-friends.html' title='Find New OR Old Friends'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-1192980429305272243</id><published>2008-04-20T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:37:13.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><title type='text'>How Romantic Are You?</title><content type='html'>Tag from Joy, Thanks for sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Total Romantic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouaromanticgirlorrealisticgirlquiz/romantic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is like a fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or magic. Or a Meg Ryan movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, you sort of want all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring the spark in the relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, you expect your guy to keep the fire burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad deal, as long as you find the right Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaromanticgirlorrealisticgirlquiz/"&gt;Are You a Romantic or Realistic Girl?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would liket to share this to all of my friend bloggers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-1192980429305272243?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/1192980429305272243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=1192980429305272243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1192980429305272243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1192980429305272243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-romantic-are-you.html' title='How Romantic Are You?'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2191388828424453967</id><published>2008-04-18T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:38.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Baby AJ'/><title type='text'>Buggy ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmMKKai9jI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-nGiO-2PxtE/s1600-h/IMG_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmMKKai9jI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-nGiO-2PxtE/s320/IMG_0693.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190834151743485490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmMBaai9iI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kRnj1sfxTLE/s1600-h/IMG_0692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmMBaai9iI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kRnj1sfxTLE/s320/IMG_0692.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190834001419630114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmLwqai9hI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TwYA4NAx_f4/s1600-h/IMG_0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmLwqai9hI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TwYA4NAx_f4/s320/IMG_0716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190833713656821266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmLoaai9gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ek_xyJP59Ao/s1600-h/IMG_0691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmLoaai9gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ek_xyJP59Ao/s320/IMG_0691.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190833571922900482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ’s first time being on a buggy ride he could barely put his heads up but I could tell that it was the most exciting moment for him because he was so happy and had a big smile on his face. He kicked his legs on and on to let us know that he likes to be on the buggy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The buggy has 4 sitters, so it is very helpful and useful for both teacher and children. The teacher could take 4 children in the buggy to go for a walk inside the school as well as the great outdoors. For the children, it allows them to see what’s  outside their classroom and it is a safe way to introduce a new mode of transportation. The buggy itself, gives the children a safe secure comfortable ride, it has back seats that provide body support. So parent would feel comfortable when their child is on it. Im so happy to see him enjoying the ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2191388828424453967?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2191388828424453967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2191388828424453967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2191388828424453967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2191388828424453967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/buggy-ride.html' title='Buggy ride'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAmMKKai9jI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-nGiO-2PxtE/s72-c/IMG_0693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-962931606489639697</id><published>2008-04-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:58:45.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Approve By PPP</title><content type='html'>My blog has been approved by &lt;a href="https://payperpost.com"&gt;PPP&lt;/a&gt;. PPP is a site that you could post advertising and get paid by writing product service, web site and companies and you have to provide an opinion. I started blogging when I read my friend blog, Losel. She writes  anything about her personal life, other people and things that she can think of. I enjoyed reading her blog. She told me that I can make money by blogging just write something share my thoughts, ideas and opinion about anything. Then, two of my other friends Roche and Joy mentioned about the PPP that I could get paid by reviewing my post. So, I sign up for to make an extra money for my baby’s needs and of course for myself because I love to go shopping. Signing up for &lt;a href="http://payperpost.com"&gt;PPP&lt;/a&gt; is a good opportunity to make an extra money you just need to write up a review of a product or something on your blog share your opinion and ideas. You can also meet other people in this site like me. Why a wait if you could  make an extra money sign up now? Who knows you could make a lot of money that you never imagine. To start, it’s easy just go to &lt;a href="https://payperpost.com/"&gt;https://payperpost.com/&lt;/a&gt; to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/5ypanx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://tinyurl.com/2b5ojn"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-962931606489639697?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/962931606489639697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=962931606489639697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/962931606489639697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/962931606489639697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-approve-by-ppp.html' title='Got Approve By PPP'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8271784613288140674</id><published>2008-04-14T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:37:57.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Question</title><content type='html'>Tag from Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules: Remove one (1) question from below and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight (8) people in your list. List them out at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What color do you like most? &lt;br /&gt;blue and Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever shoplifted? &lt;br /&gt;yes, when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most? &lt;br /&gt;Of course in the PI my home land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which part of you that you hate the most? &lt;br /&gt;My height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you encounter a sad moment, what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;cry and go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most? &lt;br /&gt;My family and my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you win $1 million, what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;Bayad manga utang heheheeh I will buy a house in the PI and here CA. Save for AJ’s education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you loved the most last year (2007)? &lt;br /&gt;When I gave birth to my gorgeous baby AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you: &lt;br /&gt;she is fun to hang out with, good listner and good wife and mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you cope with boredom? &lt;br /&gt;go window shopping and hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most?&lt;br /&gt; I don’t remember If I have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most? &lt;br /&gt;manga feeling, fake, backstubber, and liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition? &lt;br /&gt;to finish my study, better job &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you had one wish, what would you wish for? &lt;br /&gt;I wish to have a long life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How did you celebrate new year? &lt;br /&gt;I celebrated with my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. It is already 2008, do you have a new year’s resolution? &lt;br /&gt;I don't do new year resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you look forward to in 2008? &lt;br /&gt;To get a house and see my family in the PI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If your life is a song, what title best fit it? &lt;br /&gt;I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. My question: What is the most important to you, besides your family? &lt;br /&gt;I , me and  Myself ehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you want to be 5 years from now? &lt;br /&gt;I want to have  another baby heeheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am going to pass this tag to my friends: Lee, Judith, Oona and Losel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8271784613288140674?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8271784613288140674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8271784613288140674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8271784613288140674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8271784613288140674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/20-question.html' title='20 Question'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8693167557205508051</id><published>2008-04-14T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:35:11.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ got Lock In</title><content type='html'>So many times we heard of babies being left in a car some are on purposed and some are on an accident. I believe that accidents do not happen but are caused. This is something that I never want to happen to me. Im always aware of my AJ being alone in the car even if it is only 5 minutes. I am more comfortable taking him with me whereever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday afternoon after the b-day party I was loading some stuff in my car I put AJ in last and shut the door. As alway, I put my purse in the car with my cell phone and car keys on it. I assume that all doors are unlock but when I open the driver door it was lock and I tried all doors but it was all locked just then my mind started to think about horrible things would happen to my AJ. I was so horrified and thank good I saw Sally and Judith with Reyn were about to drive by. I waved them right away to stop then they stopped. I told them what happened. I borrowed Judith cell phones and called hubby who happened to be at home I was telling him that it was an emergency. Luckily, we lived 3 stops ligth away from the Rose Garden where the party was held I was standing in front of my car watching AJ inside the car wondering around while waiting for hubby to come. Finally he came and opened the car. I checked AJ as soon as the car opened he was ok and unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though hubby will get mad at me but he understands that it was an accident. He just told me and asked me who to call next time when it happens again whe he is not close by. Of course I have to call 911. It was a lesson I learned the hard way. From now on I have to be careful and hope it will never happen again. Thank you very much to Judith Reyn and ate Sally for staying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8693167557205508051?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8693167557205508051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8693167557205508051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8693167557205508051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8693167557205508051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/aj-got-locked-in.html' title='AJ got Lock In'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3560297358297286406</id><published>2008-04-12T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:38.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner At Kazoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD12XSJrKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/usJ0Kq_rDfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188417085042699426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD12XSJrKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/usJ0Kq_rDfQ/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD1t3SJrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mQGRa8H9ZgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188416939013811346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD1t3SJrJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mQGRa8H9ZgQ/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD1cnSJrII/AAAAAAAAAHo/mYSO30v7IpA/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188416642661067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD1cnSJrII/AAAAAAAAAHo/mYSO30v7IpA/s320/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby decided that it’s time for us to take AJ out to some nice restaurants to see how it will go because he was afraid that AJ might cry and bother everyone in a restaurant. It’s been 7 months since AJ was born that we haven’t gone to eat at any restaurant that we used to go. Then the other night we went to Kazoo one of Joe’s favorite Japanese restaurant at downtown San Jose. AJ did a good job he didn’t cry he even sat on a high chair for the first like a really big boy and he was amazed at the place because of the nice decoration and light everywhere especially when he saw the boat floating by in front of him with food. Now we can go out anytime we want and hopefully AJ will be fine and won’t be fussy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3560297358297286406?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3560297358297286406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3560297358297286406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3560297358297286406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3560297358297286406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinner-at-kazoo.html' title='Dinner At Kazoo'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/SAD12XSJrKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/usJ0Kq_rDfQ/s72-c/IMG_0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-4866897418613552682</id><published>2008-04-10T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:58:07.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Body After Baby</title><content type='html'>For some mom who just had a baby it is easy for them to get back on shape but for some is not. It is normal to a mom who is wanted to lose the weight that they gained during their pregnancy and I am one of those moms wishing to lose the weight after having a baby. During my pregnancy I gained 40 lbs. which was a lot of pounds for my size and my baby was 7 lbs. when he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got pregnant, I used to work out almost every day then when I found out that I was pregnant I stopped because I was scared and paranoid that I might lose the baby. My gynecologist told me that I don’t have to stop I just need to take it easy but I stopped anyway it’s better to be careful than sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been planning to go working out again but my schedule is very hectic. I work during the day, go to school every Monday night, taking care of my baby and do house chores at home. I could only burn some calories when Im at work because every day I play and do active activities with my children  such as, climbing and do upside down on a monkey bar, bouncing on a trampoline and more activities that we could think of, not much but at least I did something. And also, my Lil AJ is so active even though he is only 7 months I have to keep up with him. I am happy to say that I am 99 lbs. now and 12 pounds more to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-4866897418613552682?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/4866897418613552682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=4866897418613552682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4866897418613552682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4866897418613552682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-body-after-baby.html' title='Your Body After Baby'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6518904102485096827</id><published>2008-04-09T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:26:45.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Biggest Concern as a MOM</title><content type='html'>Make a list of the biggest concern as a MOM as many as you want and pass it on to all of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest concern as a mom as of now that he is still young are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Healthy and Safety&lt;br /&gt;2) Balance my own needs and met his &lt;br /&gt;3) Balancing love and attention&lt;br /&gt;4) Giving balanced perspective of himself and his world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this to my friend Joy, Losel, Oona and to all blogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6518904102485096827?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6518904102485096827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6518904102485096827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6518904102485096827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6518904102485096827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-your-biggest-concern-as-mom.html' title='What Is Your Biggest Concern as a MOM'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-1831991427567961064</id><published>2008-04-09T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:33:13.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teething Pain</title><content type='html'>Children’s ages 4 to 7 months old begin teething and lots of parents don’t like to see their child feel miserable. Some of the symptoms that our child might get are drooling, cranky behavior, swollen gums, loss of appetite and many more. Now that my AJ is 7 months old, he begins teething so far nothing is coming out yet and I am sure it will soon. He drools a lot  that cause   bad rashes on his face. I noticed it when the saliva gets dry on his face it turns into  bad rashes that irritate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends giving me advice how to ease my baby’s discomfort who is also a mom. And also, I read it on a baby magazine about relieving teething pain. One of them is to offer a teething frozen bagel and gently massages his teeth with my fingers which I have been doing it and it helps a little. I have to be ready at all times whatever it is. Thanks to all my friends for the advice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-1831991427567961064?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/1831991427567961064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=1831991427567961064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1831991427567961064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1831991427567961064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/teething-pain.html' title='Teething Pain'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8276655464559059713</id><published>2008-04-07T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:39.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-day Party, B-day Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_sSGgFqm1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/MfCY3nXJKP4/s1600-h/IMG_0697%2520%2528Medium%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_sSGgFqm1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/MfCY3nXJKP4/s320/IMG_0697%2520%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186759298749471570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_sR3AFqm0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/gdt-vo1UUuE/s1600-h/IMG_0648%2520%2528Medium%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_sR3AFqm0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/gdt-vo1UUuE/s320/IMG_0648%2520%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186759032461499202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Joy and I with our Lil one attended two b-day parties. I picked up Joy and Nathan at their place and we stopped at Valley Fair to buy gifts then we off we went to the party. It happened to be that both parties were  held at the same place and at the same time at Oak Meadow Park in Los Gatos. The park was crowded that the parking lot was already full. Luckily, across the street from the park there is parking lot that some people didn’t know that we can park there on the weekend and we were so lucky because there was only one spot left when we got there. On the other hand, Judith called me who was frustrated of looking for a parking spot. While I was talking to her one car left and I told her right away to come to the place where we park so that she can park where the car left thanks god nobody come to take  the spot but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both parties already start and some visitors were already there. AJ and I were in and out, back and forth to both parties. After the party we went to Valley Fair to hang out with our friends from Santa Cruz who came also on the b-day party. We only stayed there for one hour because the mall was about to close then I dropped off Joy and Nathan home and we went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8276655464559059713?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8276655464559059713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8276655464559059713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8276655464559059713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8276655464559059713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/b-day-party-b-day-party.html' title='B-day Party, B-day Party'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_sSGgFqm1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/MfCY3nXJKP4/s72-c/IMG_0697%2520%2528Medium%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6429254169334025085</id><published>2008-04-05T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:39.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajama Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night at Winnie’s place we held the Pink Pajama Party for Marife as a Bridal shower she is going to have a church wedding in the Philippines and next week they are living to go to the Philippines. Everybody was wearing pink at the party as what the theme was. The girls and I decided last year that whenever we have a party we have to bring one dish a pot luck style and this couple’s party that I’ve been attended I wasn’t able to bring one but this time last night I brought the fried fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took AJ with me at the party since Joe was also at the other party with his co-workers. AJ did well for his first pajama party with his TITAS. He didn’t go to sleep until 11:30 it was very late for an infant to stay up late but I guess all the attention from his titas makes him busy. We mostly did chit chatting, taking pictures and some of the girls watched Filipino movies. That’s all we did all night then at around 12:30 we say our goodbyes. It was so much fun. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_hkCQFqmzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OChcWtOefx0/s1600-h/1_339263704l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186004960758373170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_hkCQFqmzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OChcWtOefx0/s320/1_339263704l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_hjSgFqmyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/l8yoWUyU1YQ/s1600-h/1_144651922l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186004140419619618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_hjSgFqmyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/l8yoWUyU1YQ/s320/1_144651922l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6429254169334025085?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6429254169334025085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6429254169334025085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6429254169334025085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6429254169334025085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/pajama-party.html' title='Pajama Party'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_hkCQFqmzI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OChcWtOefx0/s72-c/1_339263704l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-212822439405196951</id><published>2008-04-05T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:10:29.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;AJ has been sick for almost two weeks now on and off but luckily is not so bad that I have to take him to the doctor. It’s so hard when your baby is sick and being with a sick child 24/7 is not surprising that I will get sick too. This week I got a little sick it started on Sunday night which is the next day is Monday that I have to work I wasn’t too sick that I don’t have to go to work but still it was hard being there. As soon as I came in into the office to log in, my boss greeted me with a sad look on her face and saying that it’s gonna be a rough week because two teachers are already out for a week. But when she notices my voice that I don’t sound so good her face got even worried. She told me that I can’t call and be sick for the next day and the day before. I tried my best I still went to work and thank god I made it through Friday. But I still have a little bit stuffy nose until now. Hopefully at work next week it will be better and I will be better too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-212822439405196951?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/212822439405196951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=212822439405196951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/212822439405196951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/212822439405196951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/rough-week.html' title='Rough Week'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-605856881498865105</id><published>2008-04-02T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:40.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collecting Purse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All women have to have some beautiful accessories in order to enhance their feminism. One of the accessories is a purse, and many women now a day are addicted to a purse especially when it comes to a designer and name brand. When you go out, you can see a lot of women wearing-branded purses from LV, Gucci, Burberry and many more you name it. I admit that I am one of these women who like to have branded purses and it’s ok to have it as long as you have money and you can afford to buy it. The purse is one of the things that women like to buy and wear. Hubby says, it’s better to purchase one purse in good condition than several that are frayed and worn. My wish to get when I have money is to buy LV ( nangarap ). Hopefully I get it soon. Now, I am selling some of my authentic coach bag. They are used but in good condition. If you are interested email me at &lt;a href="mailto:estioca2002@yahoo.com"&gt;estioca2002@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; for prices and for more details.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_RzWUjxydI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GjfVESrW9A8/s1600-h/P1000783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184895898323372498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_RzWUjxydI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GjfVESrW9A8/s320/P1000783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_R040jxyeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w2KM3iequUQ/s1600-h/P1000793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897590540487138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_R040jxyeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/w2KM3iequUQ/s320/P1000793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_R3G0jxyfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OUzpyBGq-hg/s1600-h/P1000784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184900030081911282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_R3G0jxyfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OUzpyBGq-hg/s320/P1000784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-605856881498865105?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/605856881498865105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=605856881498865105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/605856881498865105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/605856881498865105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/04/collecting-purse.html' title='Collecting Purse'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R_RzWUjxydI/AAAAAAAAAFk/GjfVESrW9A8/s72-c/P1000783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8470221303524933446</id><published>2008-03-31T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:25:03.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Going back to work from vacation is no fun at all. For me, I am glad and not at the same time because sometimes I need help to take care of AJ. At home, Im the only one who watch him most of the time and at the daycare  AJ is with his teacher all day and all weekdays while Im working which is a very big help. I could visit and play with him anytime I want. During my one hour lunch break I take him out for a walk but only when he is awake. When his asleep I take a nap to.  I know that hubby is been so busy with his play  but  after that I am hoping that he will start helping me with everything especially taking care of AJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8470221303524933446?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8470221303524933446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8470221303524933446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8470221303524933446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8470221303524933446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/vacation-is-over.html' title='Vacation Is Over'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6582203019042918745</id><published>2008-03-30T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:37:42.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During my spring break vacation I spent time with my friends and most of all spent time with my Lil one. Winnie and I with her son Justine spent time all week. We had lunch together and hanged out at the mall most of the time. On Friday, the girls and I had dinner at Rona’s place not all the girls came they were busy.  Saturday went to Gilroy’s Outlet and on Sunday Joy and I went to Santana Row and did window shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6582203019042918745?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6582203019042918745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6582203019042918745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6582203019042918745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6582203019042918745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-i-spent-my-spring-break.html' title='How I Spent My Spring Break'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-4055561697967264516</id><published>2008-03-29T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:40.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree At Gilroy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R--3vkjxycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LIBSvga5txI/s1600-h/gilroy%20060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183563724022204866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R--3vkjxycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LIBSvga5txI/s320/gilroy%2520060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R--3Z0jxybI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5_C49yd6AFI/s1600-h/gilroy%20052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183563350360050098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R--3Z0jxybI/AAAAAAAAAFU/5_C49yd6AFI/s320/gilroy%2520052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of my friends and I went shopping sprees at Gilroy Outlet. There are 145 top brand outlet stores with extraordinary value that you can find and  an impressive saving at any of your favorite collection designer and brand outlet store. The place is huge that you won’t able to see all the stores for one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-4055561697967264516?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/4055561697967264516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=4055561697967264516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4055561697967264516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4055561697967264516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping-spree-at-gilroy.html' title='Shopping Spree At Gilroy'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R--3vkjxycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/LIBSvga5txI/s72-c/gilroy%2520060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-5876928374156598440</id><published>2008-03-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:30:31.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I asked hubby to buy me a video camera and he did as a Xmas gift last year because I thought that my camera doesn’t have video. I just found out yesterday that my camera have video because Judith and I have the same camera that she used it yesterday when she took a video of AJ. This morning I tried to take a video of AJ and it works. I am so happy and now I can use my camera for taking videos. I tried to post the video here but it didn't work Ill try again next post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-5876928374156598440?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/5876928374156598440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=5876928374156598440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5876928374156598440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5876928374156598440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/video-camera.html' title='Video Camera'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-997189572439595146</id><published>2008-03-26T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:27:55.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we went to visit Joe’s school during their lunch break because Joe’s co-teacher wants to see AJ. Everybody was all over him, phrasing him and of course mommy and daddy were so proud to hear all the nice compliments. After visiting the school, we went to see Judith and had lunch there. I can tell that Judith likes to have a baby of her own. The way she plays and interacts with kids. She was playing with AJ today and they both had fun, she even took a lot of pictures and video. I can’t wait to have a copy of the video so that I can post it here. When AJ was about to take  his nap he started to cry while he was playing with Judith so I picked him up put him on his car set and gave his bottle of milk and rock his car set then he fast asleep just like that. I took a nap as well while Judith was on the computer and watching tv at the same time. AJ and I had a good nap but he was still sleeping when we came home. But before we come home we stopped by Kim’s house to pick up Wraphell’s stroller we didn’t even stay because it was already late. We got home at 8:00 p.m. and Joe was already home waiting for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-997189572439595146?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/997189572439595146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=997189572439595146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/997189572439595146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/997189572439595146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6153437727664888385</id><published>2008-03-26T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:36:26.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Page Rank Booster</title><content type='html'>A tag from Joy and Roche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instruction:1. Place your link after the list. If you have more than 1 blog, feel free to add them all here!2. After placing your blog’s address/es, you must tag 5 or more bloggers that is not yet in the list, this is to keep the ball rolling.Links around the world tag (update as of Mar. 11, 2008)&lt;a title="imelda-rosemarie.jpg" href="http://baggybags.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/imelda-rosemarie.jpg"&gt;1 - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://wmaricelt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Momhood Moments &lt;/a&gt;2 - &lt;a href="http://businessmars.blogspot.com/"&gt;Business Mars &lt;/a&gt;3 - &lt;a href="http://www.pinaymommyonline.com/"&gt;Pinay Mommy Online &lt;/a&gt;4 - &lt;a href="http://onlinebizandresources.blogspot.com/"&gt;OnlineBiz and Resources&lt;/a&gt; 5 - &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.com/"&gt;A Simple life&lt;/a&gt; 6 - &lt;a href="http://mlizcochico.blogspot.com/"&gt;moms….. check nyo&lt;/a&gt; 7 - &lt;a href="http://liz.mommyslittlecorner.com/"&gt;Mommy’s Little Corner&lt;/a&gt; 8- &lt;a href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princezz&lt;/a&gt; 9 - &lt;a href="http://princezzadams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt; 10 - &lt;a href="http://bbalonne.blogs.friendster.com/my_gallery/"&gt;Random Thoughts &lt;/a&gt;11 - &lt;a href="http://mykisses.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Paradigm &lt;/a&gt;12 - &lt;a href="http://www.jk-nocargo.blogspot.com/"&gt;See Me For What You Will&lt;/a&gt; 13 - &lt;a href="http://flowman315.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pamp’s Blog Corner&lt;/a&gt; 14 - &lt;a href="http://www.philandnorg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pampered&lt;/a&gt; 15 - &lt;a href="http://www.ignaciomatilde.com/"&gt;HappyHeart&lt;/a&gt; 16 - &lt;a href="http://qtcotzkie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Qtcotzkie and Baby &lt;/a&gt;17 - &lt;a href="http://tragicseven.blogs.friendster.com/"&gt;A Sorta Fairytale &lt;/a&gt;18 -&lt;a href="http://tragicseven.multiply.com/journal"&gt;tragicseven&lt;/a&gt; 19 - &lt;a href="http://tragicseven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Listen to the Beat!&lt;/a&gt; 20 &lt;a href="http://www.anokamo.com/"&gt;Just Saying &lt;/a&gt;21 &lt;a href="http://tipsytips.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tipsy Tips &lt;/a&gt;22 &lt;a href="http://dear4ever.blogspot.com/"&gt;Different Angles &lt;/a&gt;23 &lt;a href="http://deliciouscorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Delicious Corner &lt;/a&gt;24 &lt;a href="http://icareandilove.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Care&lt;/a&gt; 25 &lt;a href="http://www.bingkay.net/"&gt;Blog Blag Blog &lt;/a&gt;26 &lt;a href="http://www.happyvi.com/"&gt;Daily List&lt;/a&gt; 27 - &lt;a href="http://ripples-of-joy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life’s Journey &lt;/a&gt;28- &lt;a href="http://gwapa84.blogspot.com/"&gt;Welcome to my Crib&lt;/a&gt; 29 - &lt;a href="http://krishnac2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hearts Desire&lt;/a&gt; 30 - &lt;a href="http://www.cruisingfamily385.com/"&gt;Island Paradise&lt;/a&gt; 31 - &lt;a href="http://www.mytexasdestiny.com/"&gt;Texas Life &lt;/a&gt;32 - &lt;a href="http://rj2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Long Journey &lt;/a&gt;33 - &lt;a href="http://dcookingmudra.blogspot.com/"&gt;D’ Cooking Mudra&lt;/a&gt; 34 - &lt;a href="http://www.jonsgalvez.blogspot.com/"&gt;My life&lt;/a&gt; 35- &lt;a href="http://twentysixthofapril.blogspot.com/"&gt;Swept Away&lt;/a&gt; 36 - &lt;a href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/"&gt;Winged Words&lt;/a&gt; 37 - &lt;a href="http://rainier-katrina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rainier and Katrina&lt;/a&gt; 38 - &lt;a href="http://ka3na.wordpress.com/"&gt;Life! Learn it. Live it. Love it.&lt;/a&gt; 39 - &lt;a href="http://photography-and-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colour Our World&lt;/a&gt; 40 -&lt;a href="http://arielerra.blogspot.com/"&gt; The Next Chapte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://arielerra.blogspot.com/"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; 41 - &lt;a href="http://www.paintedlife.com/"&gt;Painted Life&lt;/a&gt; 42 - &lt;a href="http://macheriefrancine.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Place de Cherie&lt;/a&gt; 43- &lt;a href="http://macheriefrancine.com/"&gt;Chez Francine&lt;/a&gt; 44- &lt;a href="http://mon-bric-a-brac.com/"&gt;Le Bric à Brac de Cherie&lt;/a&gt; 45- &lt;a href="http://wwwmissbodybeautiful-firstlady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missbodybeautiful&lt;/a&gt; 46. &lt;a href="http://wwwmissbodybeautiful.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Thoughts and Moods &lt;/a&gt;47. &lt;a href="http://www.prettysinglemom.com/"&gt;My JOurney&lt;/a&gt; 48. &lt;a href="http://gven-rose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Celebrate Life&lt;/a&gt; 50. &lt;a href="http://mummisrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deeply In love&lt;/a&gt; 51. &lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.blogspot.com/"&gt;mY pReciOus&lt;/a&gt; 52. &lt;a href="http://edsnanquil.com/"&gt;mY vOyAge&lt;/a&gt; 53.&lt;a href="http://denz-techtronics.blogspot.com/"&gt;denz techtronics&lt;/a&gt; 54. &lt;a href="http://denzrecreational.info/"&gt;denz recreational&lt;/a&gt; 55. &lt;a href="http://icemaker2007.bravejournal.com/"&gt;Cashing&lt;/a&gt; 56. &lt;a href="http://icelog2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Icelog&lt;/a&gt; 57. &lt;a href="http://www.msknook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Nook&lt;/a&gt;58. &lt;a href="http://joyblurbs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joyblurbs&lt;/a&gt;59. &lt;a href="http://beautymagz.blogspot.com/"&gt;An Illustration of Passion&lt;/a&gt;60. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/beautymagz"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my Interest&lt;/a&gt; 61. &lt;a href="http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Journey Of A Life Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging my friend Losel and Judith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6153437727664888385?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6153437727664888385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6153437727664888385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6153437727664888385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6153437727664888385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/page-rank-booster_26.html' title='Page Rank Booster'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8221067381419620738</id><published>2008-03-25T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:30:01.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Winnie and I been planing to go to Central YMCA daycare and also go to the YMCA Gym to check the place on Tuesday. AJ and I left home at 9:30 to start our day. But before we start our long day I dropped of AJ at Winnie’s house for an hour so that I can go to my appointment which is three stop lights away from my house, three minutes drive. My appointment took only 20 minutes. Then I went back to Winnie’s house to pick up AJ and this time with Winnie and Justine so that we can go to the place where we been planing to go before going somewhere else that is not important. I know that we can’t park in any red paint because that’s only for the fire fighter just in case of an emergency. But I though that it would be ok to park there just to put our stuff and load the kids in the car for a couple minutes or so. So I parked my car in front of Winnie’s house where there’s red paint. I parked between red and plain concrete. From inside the house I can see my car. Then five minutes later I saw this guy who is in charge of the parking tickets. I ran outside right away to let him know that Im just picking up my baby and I just parked there for at least five minutes, I tried to talk to him but he still gave me the ticket. I was so mad that I gave him a bad look and he got mad at me by giving him a bad look and at the same he said, that Im so lucky that he didn’t charge me more. Then I moved my car. When Winnie was ready to go, I moved my car back and parked in front of her house but this time my car was in the middle of the street with an emergency blinking on.&lt;br /&gt;After the YMCA, we went to Kaiser Permanente at Campbell to get Winnie’s blood drawn for her glucose test. We stayed there for at least two hours. Then we decided to hang out at Valley Fair. We came into Macy’s store and went to the perfume section to check their especial promotion on Burberry perfume that I saw in the catalog. I wasn’t going to buy anything because Im saving money to buy a new purse but I couldn’t resist the Burberry make up bag for free when you purchase at least $65 of Burberry perfume. So I bought the perfume with the make up bag for free on the way out of the mall. At 3:00 p.m., Mary Ann called Winnie while were watching Justine playing on the playground at the Mall that she doesn’t want to go home yet after work. But I offered that we could pick her up. So we ended up having dinner at Outback with Mary Ann’s treats. AJ and I came home at 9:00 p.m.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8221067381419620738?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8221067381419620738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8221067381419620738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8221067381419620738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8221067381419620738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/busy-tuesday.html' title='Busy Tuesday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6593956357947599119</id><published>2008-03-24T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:41.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ is Not Feeling Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-h9S0jxyaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GWkofz_8hpg/s1600-h/IMG_0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181529133589580194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-h9S0jxyaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GWkofz_8hpg/s320/IMG_0917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-h64UjxyZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eHCH0nTPIdg/s1600-h/IMG_0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181526479299791250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-h64UjxyZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eHCH0nTPIdg/s320/IMG_0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning AJ was totally fine playing nicely smiling and giggling as he always does. But at 4:30 he felt warm so I took his temperature and he had 100. AJ had cough, runny nose, and a little fever at the same time. So I gave him baby Tylenol to make him a little bit better. Even though he is not feeling well his still trying to be happy. Then tonight I am supposed to be at school but I didn’t go. I can’t leave AJ knowing he is not feeling good. I called Winnie whose watching him when I go to school to let her knows that Im keeping AJ tonight with me. When I called her, she was in the hospital for her ultra sound. So I have no choice then if I still want to go to school because she is not available after all. Right now AJ is a little bit better thank god. Hopefully tomorrow he will be fine. I know it is hard for a mom when their baby is sick and not able to do anything to make it go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6593956357947599119?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6593956357947599119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6593956357947599119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6593956357947599119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6593956357947599119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/aj-is-not-feeling-well.html' title='AJ is Not Feeling Well'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-h9S0jxyaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GWkofz_8hpg/s72-c/IMG_0917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-7253616424273869879</id><published>2008-03-24T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt/Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gbBEjxyYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CetJyaHI12k/s1600-h/1_651971508l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181421076507380098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gbBEjxyYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CetJyaHI12k/s200/1_651971508l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gam0jxyXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zXsWo6jrWP0/s1600-h/1_806790201l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181420625535814002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gam0jxyXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zXsWo6jrWP0/s200/1_806790201l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gafUjxyWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/A-B2lIyt6oE/s1600-h/1_881275736l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181420496686795106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gafUjxyWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/A-B2lIyt6oE/s200/1_881275736l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gaY0jxyVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YoqhEGdFecQ/s1600-h/1_610233335l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181420385017645394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gaY0jxyVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YoqhEGdFecQ/s200/1_610233335l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We spent our Easter Sunday at Happy Hollow Park with my friends and their family. The weather was perfect blue sky and we got the nicest private spot at the park reserved by Wrapshell. But when we got there the parking lot was already full. So Wrapshel and I had to park all the way to the residential place to park. We walked at least half miles to get to the park but it’s ok it was worth it. Rona and her family were the first one there. They brought a lot of foods and the rest of the girls brought some food to share except me. I brought Easter egg candy for the egg hunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Happy Hollow Park is nice park and safe place for children of all ages. There are creative play areas, puppet show, special events, rides and birthday areas. Some of my friends kids went for a ride on a dragon train and they had fun. Then all the girls decided to ride on the dragon but we were too late the dragons already left for the last ride when we got there. But instead we were taking pictures of Opera House even AJ was having fun being in the picture. The party would be more fun with a picture taken and of course the girls were crazy taking pictures all over. Time passed by so quickly that we have to pack our belongings because the park was about to close. Then everybody was headed home one at the time. We had so much and we all agreed that the place was awesome and that we could be held our future events here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-7253616424273869879?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/7253616424273869879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=7253616424273869879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7253616424273869879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7253616424273869879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-egg-huntpicnic.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt/Picnic'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-gbBEjxyYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/CetJyaHI12k/s72-c/1_651971508l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-4421449129218220915</id><published>2008-03-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:21:16.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Did On Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday morning, AJ and I woke up at six but we just stayed in the bedroom. AJ was playing and I was surfing the net. We came out from the bedroom at 12 pm. I took my shower and got dress while Hubby was watching AJ then I dressed AJ up this is kinda routine for me and AJ on the weekend. Since AJ was playing on his bouncer and watch tv, I did some laundry and house chores. At 2 pm we went to Costco to pick up AJ’s milk. Costco is wholesale corporation and one of the biggest retail in the USA. You can only shop there if you are a member. This store is primarily to a large family and businesses, they sell the product at low price and everything is bulk-pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when were about to leave the store I saw the Morin Family at the register checking their things out. This is the third times that we ran into each other but we are not surprise because we are neighboors we expect to see each other anytime. We came home dropped off the milk that we bought at costco and leave again to see our tax man and we met hubby there. After meeting the tax man AJ and I went home and hubby went back to school to finish some stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At night, AJ and I went to Santana Row to meet the girls. I picked up Winnie from her house and the three of us got there first. The plan supposed to be eating dinner at Maggianos Restaurant but I decided to order calamaris to go right away because I was starving and I wasn't sure if the other girls will eat there. We had a table in front of a starbucks and I started eating while waiting for the other girls to arrive. Half an hour later, 2 girls came and they were hungry too so they ordered spaghetti to go. The five of us were eating, drinking some starbucks, chilling and chika chika. The night was getting colder so we went inside the starbuck stayed there the whole time until 12 am. I dropped off Winnie home and we got home at 12:30 AJ was sleeping the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-4421449129218220915?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/4421449129218220915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=4421449129218220915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4421449129218220915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4421449129218220915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-we-did-on-saturday.html' title='What We Did On Saturday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-4963616620573849860</id><published>2008-03-22T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:43.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Craft/Art Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UlSUjxyTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bzjfkEHO9C4/s1600-h/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180587943046269234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UlSUjxyTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bzjfkEHO9C4/s200/IMG_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-Uk90jxySI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LwRbngxu6d8/s1600-h/IMG_0842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180587590858950946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-Uk90jxySI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LwRbngxu6d8/s200/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-Uk3EjxyRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4DZvfTZr328/s1600-h/IMG_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180587474894833938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-Uk3EjxyRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4DZvfTZr328/s200/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UkxUjxyQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ty7z4XvYjrY/s1600-h/IMG_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180587376110586114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UkxUjxyQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ty7z4XvYjrY/s200/IMG_0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UklEjxyPI/AAAAAAAAADk/IDCheS4GDq8/s1600-h/IMG_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180587165657188594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UklEjxyPI/AAAAAAAAADk/IDCheS4GDq8/s200/IMG_0844.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="justify"&gt;These are the Easter art projects that my kids made this week. They work so hard and always want to do more activities like this. They feel proud of themselves when they accomplish something that they are into. I took a lot of pictures so that I ca email it to the parents who are interested to see their children art activities or what we did for the week. Some parents appreciate their kid’s hard work by phrasing them and taking their art at home and putting it up on the wall of their house but some parents don’t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One time I saw this mom checking her child’s art folder in my classroom. She took it out from the folder looked at it and throw it in the garbage and the kid saw what her mom did to her art project of course she asked why then the mom answered, we don’t have room in our house to put your art. The kid didn’t say a word. What kind of mom is that. I think she doesn’t appreciate or support her child interest. It’s so sad to a child to have a parent like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-4963616620573849860?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/4963616620573849860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=4963616620573849860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4963616620573849860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/4963616620573849860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-craftart-project.html' title='Easter Craft/Art Project'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-UlSUjxyTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/bzjfkEHO9C4/s72-c/IMG_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8667654567479142894</id><published>2008-03-21T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:44.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Hunts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgiUjxyOI/AAAAAAAAADc/cdE0tXWJqFM/s1600-h/IMG_0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441982877681890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgiUjxyOI/AAAAAAAAADc/cdE0tXWJqFM/s320/IMG_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgY0jxyNI/AAAAAAAAADU/XwLr_ODX19s/s1600-h/IMG_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441819668924626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgY0jxyNI/AAAAAAAAADU/XwLr_ODX19s/s320/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgM0jxyMI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZifHQ8eCCu4/s1600-h/IMG_0861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441613510494402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgM0jxyMI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZifHQ8eCCu4/s320/IMG_0861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week my students were busy preparing for this day to come. They made an Easter art and craft project for the entire week and they even made their own goodie basket to put their eggs when they go for an egg hunt which is today. The school was only open half day because it’s good Friday. We started our egg hunts at 10:00 outside in the playgroundAt. The kids were all over the place looking for eggs but it didn’t last long the eggs were found just like that. Then at 10:30 we went back in the classroom and started our small party. Parents brought different kind of food to share and candy for the kids. Not all parents came but mostly. After the party we went back outside for some free play while waiting for the parents to pick them up. The kids had fun hunting Easter eggs and enjoyed having their own party. One of my kids says that this is the best party ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8667654567479142894?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8667654567479142894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8667654567479142894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8667654567479142894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8667654567479142894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/egg-hunts.html' title='Egg Hunts'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-SgiUjxyOI/AAAAAAAAADc/cdE0tXWJqFM/s72-c/IMG_0860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2414276753439677061</id><published>2008-03-20T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:00:47.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;                                This tag is from Roche. I had fun doing it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ANY PROBLEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot  to mention especially problem in the PI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. LAST PERSON U KISS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil one AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT YOU DID AT 12 LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfing the net and writing blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON U WENT OUT WITH?WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and AJ last Sunday we had brunch at Denny’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. THE COLOR OF THE T-SHIRT YOU'RE WEARING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. THE LAST THING YOU DID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washing AJ’s bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 3 OF YOUR EVERYDAY FAVORITE ITEMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car key, cell phone and purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDROOM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light green and cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW MUCH IN YOUR WALLET NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$30.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will pass this tag to my friend Losel and Lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2414276753439677061?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2414276753439677061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2414276753439677061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2414276753439677061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2414276753439677061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-tag.html' title='Got Tag'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2231964528675914622</id><published>2008-03-20T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:45.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-M4I0jxyLI/AAAAAAAAADE/OSDqn0iQjeA/s1600-h/f05d6119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180045720605018290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-M4I0jxyLI/AAAAAAAAADE/OSDqn0iQjeA/s320/f05d6119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-M4DEjxyKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9YDgWf56CMw/s1600-h/ed3bbc76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180045621820770466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-M4DEjxyKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9YDgWf56CMw/s320/ed3bbc76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s hard to believe that spring is here again. The arrival of warmer and long day is to allow us even better weather to get outdoors and make most of our days. To take advantage of these moment, we have to get out of the house find something to see and do. There is no reason to stay inside the house. One thing I didn’t like springs is because it is also a seasonal allergy. I have an allergy since forever.  My eyes start to itch like today. I was sneezing like nonstop and ended up having a bad headache and no wonder, it’s because today is the first day of spring duh! New plants are growing, flowers are blooming and of course pollen was all over the place causing of allergies. But there is a lot of treatment that can help. For me, I tried a lot of medicine but it didn’t work. As of now, my other doctor gave me new allergy medicine hopefully this time would work because Im tired of having this allergy, can you believe it I could not wear any perfume. When I use it, I will sneeze all day long until I take a shower. So anyway, I wish everybody to have a cheerful, colorful and blooming new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2231964528675914622?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2231964528675914622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2231964528675914622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2231964528675914622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2231964528675914622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring Has Sprung'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R-M4I0jxyLI/AAAAAAAAADE/OSDqn0iQjeA/s72-c/f05d6119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-7436514532108501834</id><published>2008-03-20T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:13:15.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>I can’t wait for this week to be over because next week our school is close for spring break, yippy. Working at Christian Preschool is a good thing. We have one week vacation on spring, one week on summer then two weeks on Christmas with paid. And also, I got lucky that my Lil one AJ goes there for no cost. It will be $1300 a month if I have to pay, how expensive is that and where can you find a daycare for free now a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spring break should be a relaxing time or going somewhere for fun. Well, hubby’s spring break is not until the middle of April so we can’t really go out of town. Since Joe is working that week AJ and I will be hanging out with some friends during the day but mostly stay home hopefully I can relax because I can only relax when AJ is sleeping and also when Im done with my house chores. AJ always occupied me and he likes to be entertained at all times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-7436514532108501834?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/7436514532108501834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=7436514532108501834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7436514532108501834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7436514532108501834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-5794326658875874676</id><published>2008-03-19T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:14:47.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher/Parents Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Twice a year, we have to have a teacher and parent’s conference and today was my schedule to meet the parent. Some parents may feel uncomfortable going inside their child’s classroom listening to their children’s behavior and work class. But they didn’t know that teacher also may feel uncomfortable talking to the parents may be uncertain about how to handle unhappy or critical parents. Mostly parents want to know how their kids doing inside the class if they are happy, listening or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I greeted the parents with a smile, sat down and started talking about their child for atleast 30 minutes. I was happy when the parents told me that they were satisfied about my philosophy of teaching my class. I found out that the parents and I were in the same page regarding their children way of learning. Before the conference ended, I asked every parent if there is some other way that I could help their kids. I felt relief when the last parents left my classroom and I am so proud of myself that it went very well. Now, I am preparing for the next conference this coming June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-5794326658875874676?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/5794326658875874676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=5794326658875874676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5794326658875874676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5794326658875874676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/teacherparents-conference.html' title='Teacher/Parents Conference'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-1414211240905433581</id><published>2008-03-17T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:50:08.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today at school, we did language activity called " HeadBand". Each student has their own headband and flash card. The student form into pairs and the cards should fit in the beadband so that the other student couldn’t see the picture. They have to guess the object on what’s in the card ( an animal, food, furniture, etc ) after hearing the clues from their partner. The partners alternate taking turn giving clues. The children can also ask questions. If the child guesses their noun, their partner can get them another card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These activities support language and literacy in man y ways. The word on the flash card is reinforced and their vocabulary is extended by giving and responding to clues. The clue’s giver must use clear language when describing the object. Children had to increase their thinking power to give good clues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was watching them, I observed one child who liked to give the clue instead of guessing the object and other children got frustrated when they were giving the clues and their partner had no idea what the object was. In this case, a child who got frustrated could ask help from another child to give more clues. When a child is giving clues, they often use total physical response and gesture to reinforce meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student got involved in these activities because they are fun and enjoyable. They interacted with other children and socialized with them and got motivated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-1414211240905433581?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/1414211240905433581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=1414211240905433581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1414211240905433581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1414211240905433581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/language-activity.html' title='Language Activity'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-1674816920760644766</id><published>2008-03-16T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:55:24.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How We Spend Our Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we did our Sunday morning routine. Wake up so early but stayed in bed playing with AJ. At 10:00 I took a shower dressed myself up and I dressed AJ up. We watched tv while hubby was getting ready. Then the three of us were ready, and we went to Denny’s for brunch. I always get my usual dish Buffalo wings with hot sauce on the side and hubby tried a new dish he ordered steak with eggs. The place was  packed  as always especially on Sunday people mostly come after church. Speaking of church, we should start going to church it’s been a long time since I attended a mass. Anyway, we came home after lunch just chilling in the house. AJ was so fussy since we got home, he wants to be held all the time and I can’t hold him all the time my arms were aching. I was mad at Joe because he didn’t help me taking care of AJ. Then at 4:00 p.m. we decided to go to target to cool down and to get AJ’s bouncer. We came back home and hubby started cooking dinner and I was doing laundry. He cooked spaghetti and garlic bread. We ate the dinner with red wine, how fancy is that? That’s how we spent our Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-1674816920760644766?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/1674816920760644766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=1674816920760644766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1674816920760644766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/1674816920760644766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-we-spend-our-sunday.html' title='How We Spend Our Sunday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-6666192405901512838</id><published>2008-03-16T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:59:11.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Things About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Copy all the questions from the blog and apply all your answers to the questions mentioned below and share this with your friends including the person who shared it with you. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little things about your friends that you might not have known. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is from my friend Roche. I grabbed it from her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.what time did you get up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;7:00 because my baby woke me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. diamond or pearls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Diamond because is more expensive when you sell it and pearls are nice to have one too. Hubby always says, pearls is for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. what was the last film you saw at the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other Borlyn Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. what was your favorite tv show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;American Next Top Model, American Idol and much more  eheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. what do you usually have for breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t really eat breakfast but sometimes drink milk eat apples and banana kung feel lang nako. If I eat breakfast I will get a tummy ache don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. what is your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estioca and Canete kung naapa unta ko sa pinas Canete unta akung middle name unya dinhi sa USA Estioca akung gamit ingon man sa taga INS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. what food do you dislikes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Morag wala man koy dislike sa food always man like heeheheh koan bitaw celery diay vegetable man kuno na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. what is your favorite cd at moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Any kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. what kind of car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Volkswagen Jetta 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. favorite sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hot pastrami sa Togo's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. what characteristics do you despise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanang masuya hilabtanon bisan wala hilabti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. favorite item of clothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeans, pedal, blouse and shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. if you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I dream of  going to Rome London ug daghan pa Hubby says when AJ is big enough to appreciate the place and things to see then, we can go to Rome first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. favorite brand of clothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any as long as comfy and I look nice hehhh but for Jeans I prefer to buy it at Abercrombie  because that's the only place I can find my size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. where would you retire to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In California and maybe in the PI who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. what was your most recent memorable birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last 3 years ago I went to the PI and celebrated with my family and friends there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. favorite sport to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t have favorite but I watch football with hubby sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. farthest place you are sending/sharing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere as far as it can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. person you expect to send/share it back first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My friend Losel because  so far she is the only one on my eblogger but  anyone if they want it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. when is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;September 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. are you a morning person or a night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Both, because in the morning I have no choice my baby always wake up so ealry and I can go to sleep late if i want too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. what is your shoe size?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding my shoes size is hard because I have a small feet ehehh my shoes size is 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23. pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like to have pets. I don't like cleaning their mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. any new exciting news you'd like to share with us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we are going to the PI this coming Xmas for vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. what did you want to be when you were little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teacher unya karon nag teach ko bisan wala pako kahuman sa akung school pwede naman basta lang nag continue lang til makahuman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26. how are you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit busy taking care of my little one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. what is your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Popsicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28. what is your favorite flower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29. what is a day on the calender you are looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This July 21st  is our 8 years wedding annversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. what is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Rosalyn Estioca Candeias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. what are you listening right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby babbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32. what was the last food you eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Buffalo wing from Denny’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33. do you wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Always,  to win in the lotter even though I didn't play not once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. if you were a crayon. what color would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue or Pink my favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35. do you like sports or larger car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Neither, I like regular car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. last person you spoke on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My friend Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37. favorite softdrink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t have any favorite softdrink anymore, I rather have water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;38. favorite restaurant/s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrio Fiesta it’s a Filipino Restaurant it’s little bit expensive but the food is great and I like Chef Ming Chinese Restaurant the food is great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39. hair color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Black, but I’ve been wanting to try highlight but hubby don’t agreed. He likes black better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;40. what was your favorite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I didn’t have favorite toy because I didn’t have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;41. summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Both because I like to dress up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42. hugs or kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Of course both, they always go together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43. chocolate or vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I used to love chocolate and vanilla but not anymore I lost interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;44. coffee or tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;45. do you want your friends to email you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am happy when I get email from friends. So send me an email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;46.when was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier because hubby didn't help me taking care of AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;47. what is under in your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby’s poster, shoes and boxes full of AJ’s clothes and toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;48. what did you do last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv and surfing in the net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;49. what are you afraid of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake and lots more I can’t think right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50. salty or sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to be both but I like salty more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;51. how many keys in your keyrings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 7 keys total, 2 for our cars 4 for the house and one for my classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;53. favorite day of the week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Friday, it’s the end of the week and I don't work on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;54. how many towns have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 3, in Cordova PI, Los Gatos CA and San Jose CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;55. do you make friends easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes, hubby says, Im a friendly person but not all are friendly to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;56. what kind of cake do you like in your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Any, as long as I have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;57. what's your favorite quote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"To be or not to be, that's the question" by William Shakespear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-6666192405901512838?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/6666192405901512838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=6666192405901512838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6666192405901512838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/6666192405901512838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-things-about-me.html' title='A Little Things About Me'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-5556152412147756220</id><published>2008-03-15T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:45.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan's 2nd B-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9yupJ_nTbI/AAAAAAAAACw/EBE95zQOLfI/s1600-h/1_153733135l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178205693649833394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9yupJ_nTbI/AAAAAAAAACw/EBE95zQOLfI/s320/1_153733135l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night I was planning to wake up early on Saturday morning which is this morning so that we can go to my friend Angie for her son’s christening before going to Nathan’s b-day, so much for the plan we ended up not going to Angie. We did wake up early because AJ woke up so early and I got lazy to get up to take a shower. We just stayed in bed and played for a couple hours. I took a shower and got ready around 11:00 while hubby was playing with AJ. Then, I gave AJ a bath dressed him up. At 1:00 we took off on the way to Nathan’s b-day. Before I started my car, I got a phone call from Myrabell asking the address of the place where they celebrate the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ and I were the first visitors too arrived. It was a little embarrassing but oh well, I guess we were on time. I didn’t know who arrive next I lost track , I think they came at the same time. All of my other groups of friends came and I met new friends. The table was full of a variety dish, and they were Filipino and Mexican food. Then we started eating, we ate and ate and at the same time talked and talked nonstop of talking. Some of the ladies went home early because they have some obligation to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even hired a lady clown for kids to have a face paint. All of the kids had their face painted different kind of picture, they were butterfly’s spider webs, flowers and much more, even myrabell painted her face flowers. And also, the kids had fun beating the pinata apart and lots of candy scattered when it broke. All the kids were crazy picking up the candies on the ground as well as the adult, even me with AJ on my arms imagine that. As for AJ, he did a good job entertaining his titas ( Filipina Friends ) when he wasn’t sleeping. We got home at 5:30 with a full tummy and a bag of candy. It was a good party and it was nice to see my other friends. Thank you Richard and Joy for the fun party. I had fun and Im sure AJ too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-5556152412147756220?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/5556152412147756220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=5556152412147756220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5556152412147756220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/5556152412147756220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/nathans-2nd-b-day.html' title='Nathan&apos;s 2nd B-day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9yupJ_nTbI/AAAAAAAAACw/EBE95zQOLfI/s72-c/1_153733135l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3441933613013918014</id><published>2008-03-14T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:49:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>It’s finally Friday, and it’s the end of another week and time for the weekend to start. This week, I’ve been so busy that I could hardly wait to set back, relax, hang out with family and friends. This weekend, almost of my friends and their family are going to Lake Tahoe for a ski trip together. Only Oona, Joy and my family are not going because we already had plans. On Saturday, AJ and I are going to party. At 11:00 A.M. we are going to Angie’s son christening then at 1:00 to my friend Joy for her son’s 2nd b-day. Hopefully will be home before dark. On Sunday morning, we just gonna stay home and sleep a little bit more. Maybe go out to Denny’s for brunch and dunno what we are going to do in the afternoon. We will see. Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3441933613013918014?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3441933613013918014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3441933613013918014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3441933613013918014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3441933613013918014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3392801975105751458</id><published>2008-03-13T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:45.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9oI8oy8Y-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/O669yP1lcAs/s1600-h/IMG_0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177460559452070882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9oI8oy8Y-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/O669yP1lcAs/s320/IMG_0821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9oInIy8Y9I/AAAAAAAAACI/Nbmh-n9yLAU/s1600-h/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177460190084883410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9oInIy8Y9I/AAAAAAAAACI/Nbmh-n9yLAU/s320/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St. Patrick’s Day is a Festival that Ireland’s official celebration for national holiday. They celebrate it with parties and parades. This week our school theme is St. Patrick’s Day. My children and I read, and talk about Ireland. We did some arts and crafts. Today we made a rainbow streamer and rainbow mobile. Both activities are very colorful and easy to make it. The children had fun doing it. Some people here in the USA are also celebrating St. Patrick’s Day whether they are Irish or not. Hubby and I love to go to any Festival and looking forward to going to this festival this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3392801975105751458?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3392801975105751458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3392801975105751458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3392801975105751458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3392801975105751458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9oI8oy8Y-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/O669yP1lcAs/s72-c/IMG_0821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2984945329199390509</id><published>2008-03-12T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:46.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Dress Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ifGYy8Y8I/AAAAAAAAACA/Y9JjaxvK9MM/s1600-h/IMG_0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177062703746540482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ifGYy8Y8I/AAAAAAAAACA/Y9JjaxvK9MM/s320/IMG_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ie8Iy8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BTb3lMg90dI/s1600-h/IMG_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177062527652881330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ie8Iy8Y7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BTb3lMg90dI/s320/IMG_0737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ieu4y8Y6I/AAAAAAAAABw/pi1Z6WsKAqs/s1600-h/IMG_0728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177062300019614626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ieu4y8Y6I/AAAAAAAAABw/pi1Z6WsKAqs/s320/IMG_0728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im my classroom, I have this container full of different kinds of clothes and variety of accessories for my student to play dress up. Playing dress up will help them to play out a variety of roles. They have an opportunity to learn more about grownups in their lives. And also, their imaginations will never cease to amaze. They could imitate different profession and adult they know. Play is a child’s natural way to learn about self, others and the world. When you let them, know their play has value, you’re telling them that you believe they have value, too. As you can see in the picture that I included they seem, they had so much fun. Watching these kids playing nicely to each other made my day and feels proud to be there helping them in any circumstances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2984945329199390509?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2984945329199390509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2984945329199390509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2984945329199390509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2984945329199390509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Play Dress Up'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9ifGYy8Y8I/AAAAAAAAACA/Y9JjaxvK9MM/s72-c/IMG_0731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-441638909340281457</id><published>2008-03-11T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:46.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant and Childbirth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                                   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176729165176267666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9dvv4y8Y5I/AAAAAAAAABo/NFs66Z8jvi0/s320/DSC_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a strange feeling but great when I found out that I was pregnant. I was so excited and wanted to go home from work to share my news. I texted all my friends telling them that I might be pregnant. They were so happy for me. That night when I came home I told my husband that we are going to be parent he didn’t believe me. I showed him the pregnancy test that it shows positively sign to proof it he still didn’t convince. He told me to make an appointment to my doctor to make sure. Surely enough, I was really pregnant. I couldn’t wait to see my baby. I counted every single months and days to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                    I felt so totally amazed at myself after giving birth. It was so hard work and yet very rewarding. Everyone said, expects to lose sleep, so I expected it. But the things that really changed are so slight and add that no one could be prepared you. The birth is the beginning not the end. Being a mom for the first is a great feeling that I would treasure and it is something that would be hard to replace it. I have been given the greatest gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-441638909340281457?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/441638909340281457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=441638909340281457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/441638909340281457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/441638909340281457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/pregnant-and-childbirth.html' title='Pregnant and Childbirth'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9dvv4y8Y5I/AAAAAAAAABo/NFs66Z8jvi0/s72-c/DSC_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2357911752011457639</id><published>2008-03-10T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:38:06.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Like Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How Do You Like Monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A good day to start you weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;2) It is hard to get up early&lt;br /&gt;3) Weekend is over&lt;br /&gt;4) It’s a fresh start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it’s depending on what your doing on any given Monday. If you are doing something that you do or don’t like. I find it really hard to get up early in the morning to get ready, but I have to drag myself to go to the bathroom. I think today was a worse Monday morning because of the day light saving. It started yesterday, the time changed to an hour advance.&lt;br /&gt;AJ and I had a long day today. I got off early from work and went to meet my Child Studies counselor to evaluate my transcript so that I can file a California Child Development Permit. Luckily, we finished early. I went back to the place where I work to pick up AJ who is also go there for daycare. Finally we were home, but not quite yet. We just came home to grab an extra clothes and milk for AJ. We didn’t even stay long to rest. At 5:45 I dropped off AJ to my friend Winnie who babysit him and I went straight to school. My class ended at 8:30. Then from school, I went to pick up AJ and hubby needs a ride to the auto shop to get his car so I picked him up as well from our house so we drove together to the shop dropped hubby off. AJ and I went home together. This time we were really home . What a day, hopefully tomorrow will be back to normal schedules, go work and come home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-2357911752011457639?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2357911752011457639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2357911752011457639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2357911752011457639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2357911752011457639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-do-you-like-monday.html' title='How Do You Like Monday'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3593561755730894753</id><published>2008-03-09T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:41:48.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch and hang out with friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friends and I went to have lunch at Barrio Fiesta Restaurant. The food was excellent as always and a great place to dine in, whether you’re Filipino or not. Some of our friends didn’t make it due to their busy schedule. As usual, when we get together there is always the chika chika After having lunch we decided to hang out again at Santana Row. Santana Row is an expensive shopping center where you can find everything you need and crave and more than a mere collection of stores. We drank star bucks and more chika while watching our little one's playing in a private playground and we did window shopping. Spending time with my friends are always fun. We are planning to do this every weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3593561755730894753?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3593561755730894753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3593561755730894753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3593561755730894753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3593561755730894753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunch-and-hang-out-with-friends.html' title='Lunch and hang out with friends'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-8691292340688887803</id><published>2008-03-08T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:47.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being A Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9N9Foy8Y3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ARWDccd5QGA/s1600-h/230531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175617932582740850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9N9Foy8Y3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ARWDccd5QGA/s320/230531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began my teaching career on 2001. Being a teacher is a lot of responsibility and you must have patience but at the same time it's fun. Before I started working as a  Preschool teacher, I used to work in a supermarket as a Courtesy Clerk. But one day, I realized that I've always loved kids and I feel good at getting down to their level and communicate with them. I spend my day singing the alphabet and counting number. We get to play all day, do art, get messy and be creative. Anything for a four years old could imagine making it into reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I help young children become good student for the future. I serve not only as a teacher but as a role model, disciplinarian,and caretakers rolled into one. One of the best parts of the job is getting hugs and kisses from the kids and being part of their lives. Now I am looking forward to combining my knowledge with other teacher to create a wonderful learning experience and have many happy memories in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-8691292340688887803?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/8691292340688887803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=8691292340688887803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8691292340688887803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/8691292340688887803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-teacher.html' title='Being A Teacher'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9N9Foy8Y3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ARWDccd5QGA/s72-c/230531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-7617539996760627005</id><published>2008-03-08T16:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:28:48.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Scraping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M884y8Y2I/AAAAAAAAABI/GTi0W-tRYig/s1600-h/scrap1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175547413514707810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M884y8Y2I/AAAAAAAAABI/GTi0W-tRYig/s320/scrap1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M8xIy8Y1I/AAAAAAAAABA/1Mi2Z9vIhqM/s1600-h/Friendship2006_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175547211651244882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M8xIy8Y1I/AAAAAAAAABA/1Mi2Z9vIhqM/s320/Friendship2006_800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M4x4y8Y0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/TO819Httnsk/s1600-h/172954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175542826489635650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M4x4y8Y0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/TO819Httnsk/s320/172954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9Myk4y8YzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gGUHEDcP5Xs/s1600-h/120846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175536006081569586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9Myk4y8YzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gGUHEDcP5Xs/s320/120846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9MyZ4y8YyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5ZV84Xxh5u0/s1600-h/063209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175535817103008546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9MyZ4y8YyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/5ZV84Xxh5u0/s320/063209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9MyQoy8YxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/T-5757DukTs/s1600-h/000933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175535658189218578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9MyQoy8YxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/T-5757DukTs/s320/000933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my friends loves to do scraping and here’s some of her work. I grabbed only the picture that she scrapped that Im on it. I did try to do some scrapping but it turned out not so good, then I stopped not because I wasn’t good at, it’s because of my busy schedule. Maybe this time I’ll give it a shout again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-7617539996760627005?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/7617539996760627005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=7617539996760627005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7617539996760627005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/7617539996760627005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2008/03/digital-scraping.html' title='Digital Scraping'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R9M884y8Y2I/AAAAAAAAABI/GTi0W-tRYig/s72-c/scrap1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-2920800854612044437</id><published>2005-12-10T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:12:06.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging Out With Jenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The other night Arlyn and I called Jenny to set up a schedule to go christmas shopping with her. Jenny, one of my many friends. I' ve known her back in the philippines. Jenny got a day off from work, so we ended up going out. It was a short plan. Jenny came over at Arlyn's house she got there around 5:30 and I was still at work. I got off from work at 6:00 and I went straight home changed and left on the way to arlyn's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night that I talked to Jenny I mentioned to her that I will bring Argentina corn beef as one of our dish for dinner. She was so excited becasue she never had an argentina corned beef since she got here in the US. I brought 4 cans. I gave Jenny 2 cans to take it home and the other 2 we ate it. Arlyn cooked chicken adobo and pancit along with the corned beef. We ate a lot. while we were eating, we did a lot of chatting since we hardly see each other nowadays. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After eating, we were surfing in the net and chatting with my cousin Revelyn in the philippines, at the same time we were getting ready to go out. We planned to go downtown San Jose. We got there early so we gave Jenny a tour. We took her in "Mission Ale and Toons" both places were kind a quite we stayed for a couple minutes and then we went to Studio 8. There, were packed and very crowded of people. We stayed there for the whole night.. The night was fun. Jenny liked the place and wanted to go back there somteimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img title="Img_2176" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="Img_2176" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/img_2176.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img title="Img_2178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="Img_2178" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/img_2178.JPG" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=600,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img title="Img_2179" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="Img_2179" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/img_2179.JPG" width="300" 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/3303145067286380366-2920800854612044437?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/2920800854612044437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=2920800854612044437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2920800854612044437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/2920800854612044437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2005/12/hanging-out-with-jenny.html' title='Hanging Out With Jenny'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-339756747805701791</id><published>2005-12-04T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:32:17.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=338,height=450,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332b6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332b6a" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="399" alt="F1332b6a" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332b6a.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=338,height=450,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332bfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332bfa" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="399" alt="F1332bfa" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332bfa.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=375,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1333446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1333446" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="250" alt="F1333446" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1333446.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=406,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f133344b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F133344b" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="270" alt="F133344b" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f133344b.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last night was fantanfantastic. I had so much fun with the girls, namely Kim, Joan, Irish, and Jinggay. Before we went ice skating. We ate dinner first at Boracay Tropical Grill, a Filipino restaurant, in downtown Sunnyvale. The food was great. After dinner, we had to stay for a few minutes because Ate Edwina who is the owner of the restaurant wanted us to stay and then we left. We got to downtown San Jose almost 10:00 P.M. Parking was difficult to find, as always. So, we had to pay $7 to park. The parking lot was a little bit far from the ice skating place. Good thing I was bundled up because we had to walk for a couple blocks. The line to get a ticket and to get our gears was kinda long. We got lucky we didn't have to wait that long. After putting our heavy ice skating boots we headed in. It was scary, when we got in because it was so slippery. We were all over the place. The four of us were relying from the railings around the rinks to keep our balance. We were expecting to fall a lot just like any beginners would.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This experience was the best ever. I might go back there again sometimes. Kim, if you want to go back there again, just gives me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=338,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332b7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332b7e" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="F1332b7e" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332b7e.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=338,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332b93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332b93" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="F1332b93" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332b93.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=346,height=450,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332bb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332bb2" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="390" alt="F1332bb2" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332bb2.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=338,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332b7e_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332b7e_1" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="F1332b7e_1" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332b7e_1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=338,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332ba3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332ba3" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="F1332ba3" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332ba3.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=450,height=338,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/f1332b75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="F1332b75" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px" height="225" alt="F1332b75" src="http://estioca.blogs.friendster.com/rosebud/images/f1332b75.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-339756747805701791?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/339756747805701791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=339756747805701791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/339756747805701791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/339756747805701791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-was-fantanfantastic.html' title=''/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3303145067286380366.post-3301089095921862570</id><published>2005-11-26T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:23:57.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Early this morning, I got a phone call from one of my friend, Joan. The phone call made me wake up earlier than my usual time when I don't have to go to work. I only sleep in longer on weekends. Anyway, Jaon asked me if I want to go shopping with her and, guess what, she was already at Oakridge Mall with her mother-in-law, when she called me it was around 8:00 o'clock in the morning. I couldn't beleive this girl went to the mall that early. We decided to meet at Valley Fair. But first she had to come home, eat lunch, and drop off her mother-in-law so she could go to work. After talking and making a plan with her, I tried to go back to bed, but I couldn't. I was so excited to go shopping. I ended up getting ready. When I was ready, I asked my husband, Joe, If he could give me a ride to Valley Fair. My husband Joe had his own plan to go out shopping. We left home together and he dropped me off at Valley fair in front of J-Crew. I wasn't feeling like driving because I knew that it would be too crowded in the parking lot and it would be hard to find a parking spot. I planned to meet Joan at the Dell computer booth because I wanted to get information about thier Dell computers. Then, Joan arrived. She knew that I was planning to get a laptop. So, both of us started asking the sales guy about their laptop and I asked him If he could give me some printed information to take it home to show my husband and see what he would sat before we bought one. He gave me the printed information. It was nice of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then, off we go to Macy's. We checked it all out of their purses, sun glasses and sandals. I found a nice pair of sandals that I really liked it, but guess what they don't have my size. I wasn't surprise though, it happened to me all the time. After an hour or so of browsing around inside Macys, I bought a purse, even though I just got new one from last weekend. It was on sale. I couldn't resist it. Joan didn't buy anything in Macys because she already bought purse earlier in diffrent Macys location ( Oakridge Mall ). I paid my purse in the counter.we headed out from the macys and went in to Abercrombie and Fitch. There, Jaon bought pants and blouse. Since, winter is approaching I bought three long sleeve. We checked out our bag of goodies and went straight to star bucks to get some mocha frappuccino. I was bugging Joan the whole time to get frapuccino. I needed my caffeine to keep me going. We saved four bucks because Joan had starbucks card. While sipping my frappuccino, I suddenly felt tired. I thought If I had my caffeine I would be more hyper and felt had a lots of energy. I was wrong. I told Joan that I wanted to go home. I live very close from Valley Fair. She took me home and left. When I got home my husband was already home. I showed him the printed information from the Dell. He looked at it. Then, he took off to school to get ready for next week class. Me, I was just surfing in the net and I realized that I rented a filipino movie and its been sitting on our table for two days now. So, I watched the movie called "Love struck" with Jolina Magdangal and other pairs of love teams whom I don't know. It was a good movie I enjoyed it. What a day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3303145067286380366-3301089095921862570?l=rjcandeias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/feeds/3301089095921862570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3303145067286380366&amp;postID=3301089095921862570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3301089095921862570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3303145067286380366/posts/default/3301089095921862570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rjcandeias.blogspot.com/2005/11/shopping-day.html' title='Shopping Day'/><author><name>lyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07058184786813548792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dC6ARuzsPV8/R84gVCr1U5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/eghfOuQIHOE/S220/DSC_0766.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
