<?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-7749894794980158489</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:38:57.560-07:00</updated><category term='xmas'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='disaster'/><category term='friendster'/><category term='new born baby'/><category term='family'/><category term='new years'/><category term='bdays'/><category term='immediately'/><category term='www.travelchannel.com'/><category term='what past can made u?'/><category term='snow'/><category term='praying'/><category term='USA'/><category term='2009 list'/><category term='bday'/><category term='friends'/><category term='nails'/><title type='text'>Our life here in Foreign Land</title><subtitle type='html'>A certified Mommy blogger with a cute little boy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-6983461630214671134</id><published>2009-01-30T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:37:50.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what past can made u?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Better Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i cant imagine being complete now! i been thru a lot of things in my life, been to a lot of trials, been to a lot of sacrifice. but finally I’m fulfill now. yes my past helps me a lot to be who i am and where i am now. sometimes God will test you with thing that hurt you, but it doesnt mean GOD don’t love you, but everything that GOD allow to come our way has a purpose. HE even uses the greatest mistake and the deepest  hurt to mold us into a person of worth and value. we may never understand his wisdom but we simply have to trust his will, cuz He knows what best for us! I almost question Him for things happen to me on my past, i ask him why me? why not those person who use someone and have bad intentions, why do i need to be hurt and be mis treat that all i do was to loved and be nice.  Now i know why? he just want me to be  strong and a better person, a better wife , a better mom, a better friend and a better daugther. i may not a perfect person, but i fear God above all, i may hurt people in my past, but it bcuz they hurt me too. but with all those feeling i have, i did try to forgive them, though they never ask forgiveness, as how God forgive our sins. now i can say to all the people that i am finally complete.&lt;br /&gt;i am very much happy with the life i have now, i have my loving husband with me, who always there in anyways. his the very wonderful man i met in my life, were not rich, but were rich of something that we can give to each other which is real love. were rich of good values and principles that life can offer to us. and were rich of the love and happiness that our SON can give to us. we both blessed to have him, we never planned him to come but we never regret having him in our life. he brings to much joy and love to all of us, his just a God’s gift that make us very complete. his our everything and his our life…" mommy and daddy love you so much James, were always here for you"&lt;br /&gt;i thank God everyday i woke up, having all the blessings we have, and having the two boys in my life, they are nothing to compare with all the things i received, they are my everything. thank God for the new beginning  and  new life u gave to me, this nothing to compare with. i love you GOD!&lt;br /&gt;I’m just sharing u my life now and how bless i am with everyday. life is to short lets make the most of it. it may hard at the beginning but it will be full of surprises at the end…God has a better plan for all those who have kind heart. you will see it and u will feel the love He has for us! thanks for reading my blog, I’m not used to make blog, but I’m doing it for my hubby and for my son, to let them know how proud i am to have them in my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bevsgempler.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/baptismal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-6983461630214671134?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/6983461630214671134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=6983461630214671134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/6983461630214671134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/6983461630214671134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-me.html' title='A Better Me'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-3190580410377050770</id><published>2009-01-24T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:04:21.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the high technology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SXvyhnEYPHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0ACrwOFsHiA/s1600-h/100_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295092446141103218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SXvyhnEYPHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0ACrwOFsHiA/s320/100_0390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SXvyhezYJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AB_pBW_9eNM/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295092443922310978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SXvyhezYJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AB_pBW_9eNM/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;I been here for 2 months and so, I met few friends already where I first knew thru Friendster for many years too. I am glad when I arrived here these friendster I have on my list welcome me here in my new place Boise, Idaho. It is always a nice feelings when they show eagerness to be friend of you. I am happy to be a member of Friendster, and able to interact with people who i will be friends of in the future. I may not see them often since they are busy with family and work but we guys able to chat and talked in the phone. I am also happy to met someone here from Boise by accident, I was browsing online and read some topic about a Filipina who swept away by a wave,that's where i met my new friend. It is a very wonderful feelings to know someone from the same homeland, it makes us feel where home and makes us feel where not alone. I am hoping this friends i met were stay for long. Thanks that we have a high technology now a days, it lead us to met friends online.&lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-3190580410377050770?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/3190580410377050770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=3190580410377050770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/3190580410377050770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/3190580410377050770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-for-high-technology.html' title='Thanks for the high technology.'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SXvyhnEYPHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0ACrwOFsHiA/s72-c/100_0390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-4979225079378592979</id><published>2009-01-13T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:42:47.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying'/><title type='text'>What can we do when something bad going on our homeland?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;I was chatting with my mom the last 3 days, when she told me that they having a heavy rain. We are still talking about the recent flood near at my aunt's place where some of my cousin help to rescue some kids. I can hear the heavy rain from outside our house in Philippines, I can tell how heavy it is by only hearing it. My dad called my mom don't have any idea why, then all of the sudden my little brother pop up on the cam and said " Ate (means elder sister) water is coming inside our house, oh no Ate" I was like is this kids telling the truth on me? or he just making fun only? Then my mom came and told me that the water is already in our kitchen, and the water on our garage is like a pool already, the water got inside our car too. I can't believed what mom telling me now, since I never experienced those kind of disaster in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cagayan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oro&lt;/span&gt; ever since,  I was worried and I feel bad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i wasn't there to help and know what going on. The power shut off, and it makes me worried a lot, i cannot see what's going already. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; mom and she said there trying to do everything to stop the water from coming inside the house, but yet it did come. Being here far away from them feel me totally helpless, the only power I have are my prayers, and thank GOD they safe. Then only things we can do when things happen this way is to pray for them, is more powerful than some other things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-4979225079378592979?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/4979225079378592979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=4979225079378592979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4979225079378592979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4979225079378592979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-can-we-do-when-something-bad-going.html' title='What can we do when something bad going on our homeland?'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-4116435797055745722</id><published>2009-01-09T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:56:24.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 list'/><title type='text'>MY LIST FOR 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are just some of my important things to work this year 2009. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My AOS = Adjustment of Status = Green Card and EAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Driver License = Will be having a driving lesson soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My son US citizenship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certificate = need to take short course and then continue when I got the job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sent my Son to Kinder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vacation = God's will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do hope that all of that few things will be reach within this year will get over. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-4116435797055745722?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/4116435797055745722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=4116435797055745722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4116435797055745722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4116435797055745722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-list-for-2009.html' title='MY LIST FOR 2009'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-99719915839270140</id><published>2009-01-09T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:11:40.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FiRsT B-dAy HeRe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_hVDN0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/IrzuJQ4JDlg/s1600-h/1_893755409l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357907346011970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_hVDN0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/IrzuJQ4JDlg/s320/1_893755409l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_iGcfYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mc7f_zSrYgQ/s1600-h/1_320285064l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357907553189250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_iGcfYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mc7f_zSrYgQ/s320/1_320285064l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_kYzkMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yNy0fYeWm_g/s1600-h/1_753152869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289357908167069890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_kYzkMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yNy0fYeWm_g/s320/1_753152869l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last Jan. o4 was my first bday here in my foriegn land. I thought i would be more happier now since I have my husband with me this time, but I still feel some emptiness here inside my heart. I miss my family back home. I miss there hug and kiss during this day od my life. I miss them bad. Mom and dad dress our kicthen and mom made a spag Jan. 4 there which is Jan. 3 here, we were online and having a voice webcaming chat. And that's make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;feel special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mom invited us to have lunch outside, they pick us up then went to Nampa around 35 minutes drive from Boise. They greeted me, they hug me and they sung happy bday while in the road. When were in the resturant all wiatress come over in our table and let me stand on the chair and make me dance while they sung OMG look like i wanted to be mealted. Oma hand me her tiny bday gift still wrapped in xmas gift :), I open it and it's my Black Gold Hill ring. " Thank's Oma". Mom hand me her basket of wonderful nice flowers with a letter in it, when i read it, it was a driving lesson package " OMG" :) I feel I'm not ready yet. " Thanks Mom, dad, and nobert" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I already got hubby bday gift for me a Wii karaoke " thanks for that Bie" and a song for my son and a bunch of happy bday mommy and a bunch of kiss from James. " thank you my little poopsy". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I thank God for giving me other year to live with my family here, my wish is for everbody that both side of my family will be always safe and procted by GOD. They may all have a good health specaily Omma. I ask God to make my family intact and feel love everyday. That's what most important things i wanted in this world. I am happy with what I have already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7749894794980158489-99719915839270140?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/99719915839270140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=99719915839270140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/99719915839270140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/99719915839270140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-b-day-here.html' title='FiRsT B-dAy HeRe'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWeS_hVDN0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/IrzuJQ4JDlg/s72-c/1_893755409l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-8948695751802059656</id><published>2009-01-05T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:22:16.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>Welcoming 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWKV_sdCOVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w6pkjrYp8is/s1600-h/my+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287953833983621458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWKV_sdCOVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w6pkjrYp8is/s320/my+ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWKV_dYMkcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xJs63sOwIio/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287953829936796098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWKV_dYMkcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xJs63sOwIio/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I may late posting my new year happenings in here, but yet i would like to express how new year in my foreign land. For me nothing compares in New Year's in Philippines. We just had some chicken salad, some fried pork chop with bread cramps , rice some few fruits in the table with yema i made. Really look like a ordinary day here last Dec. 31 waiting for 12 Am to see fireworks outside, i was surprised that i only seen few, like 4 in the sky. I was like where are they? Then it makes me think that new year in Philippines is better than here. Even the ordinary jeepney driver will have a fireworks ready to met the new year. I told hubby why is that? For me New year is more to be celebrate than other event this foreign land have, bcuz it means GOD given us other year to explore and to live. Will that's how they believed, so i respect that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jan. 1 my family and Alex family went out for a new year lunch, we see each other and ate, we celebrate new year by eating and shopping, mom was also surprised she told me she cant believed that no fireworks woke her up. She also told me that fireworks here is expensive. There at Germany they celebrate New Year with full of color's in the skies, sound Philippines. So after were done eating we went to mall and shop, mom , dad and oma shop for us, look like Christmas is not over with us. They got me a new lovely white winter coat and a long sleeve pink blouse. And James a toys. We transfer for other mall and Oma called me and brought me to a jewelry section, she asked me what ring i wanted , i told her why? i don't need any.But she said please its my bday gift for you. I got too much from them already since i arrived here, and i don't want and need anything anymore, this family i have here is just such a very generous human being I ever knew in my life, to think they only have me and James for just few weeks yet. So I choose one, i choose a little ring with small stone to think that it may cost not much, but when we paid for it i feel bad, look like it cost much for me, even they have 25% off. Now i got a new ring from Oma. &lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-8948695751802059656?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/8948695751802059656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=8948695751802059656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8948695751802059656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8948695751802059656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcoming-2009.html' title='Welcoming 2009'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SWKV_sdCOVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w6pkjrYp8is/s72-c/my+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-2426415101152194246</id><published>2008-12-31T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:03:14.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.travelchannel.com'/><title type='text'>Travel Channel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night me and hubby was watching a tv, were watching the show called " Travel Channel " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelchannel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.travelchannel.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; . I was happy seeing that they featured Philippines on that show. It was all about filipino's foods and delacacy we have. Watching it made me miss the Philippines even more, seeing those filipino food like RM( testes of a cow/horse), Balot ( broiled egg w/chicks inside), Isaw ( chicken, pig intestine) and in my surprize they also show my especialty dessert called Topioca ( pearl sago). Then also visited some beautiful places like Palawan and it's beaches, caves and some farm. OMG I miss them all and while watching it I feel so proud of our nation. Philippines is just one of the best country foriegners needs to visit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-2426415101152194246?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/2426415101152194246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=2426415101152194246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/2426415101152194246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/2426415101152194246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night-me-and-hubby-was-watching-tv.html' title='Travel Channel'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-627283442794386300</id><published>2008-12-27T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:41:11.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><title type='text'>Our First White Christmas here in Daddy's arms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVag3_o2AVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zL_NQu_xeT4/s1600-h/family+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588096601850194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVag3_o2AVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zL_NQu_xeT4/s320/family+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWvIggvMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uHAxLy5SKIE/s1600-h/my+turn.+thanks+mom+and+dad.+i+love+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284576949247720642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWvIggvMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uHAxLy5SKIE/s200/my+turn.+thanks+mom+and+dad.+i+love+it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWT5_RuuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bm2jFnQc2wk/s1600-h/he+is+like+me.+a+dancer.+tnx+omma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284576481493760738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWT5_RuuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Bm2jFnQc2wk/s200/he+is+like+me.+a+dancer.+tnx+omma.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/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWThwyqRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tXiD1AAFFGE/s1600-h/wow+my+9th+one.+OMG!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284576474990553362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaWThwyqRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tXiD1AAFFGE/s200/wow+my+9th+one.+OMG!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec. 24, 2008 was the day we celebrated our first White Christmas with Alex and his loving family. We gathered at mom and dad's place at 4pm. Everybody is there no on is absent. Everybody is dress and happy, but most off all kids are the most happy creature during that time, they run, they sung Xmas song, they are excited to open there Christmas presents. But I feel a little bad during that time, I miss home, I miss my mom, dad and my little brother. I miss giving gifts to my little cousins. Last Christmas, I wrapped many gifts as I could for them, to make them happy, to see there's smiles. It's not a big deal to me anymore, I'm not a kid anymore who wish for many gifts when Christmas is coming, wish that Santa will have for me, now i can say I am the Santa for my Son, my little brother and for my little cousins. I just love seeing them smile during those kinds of days. There simple " thank you ate" is enough for me, that's all i wanted to hear. Anyway we start by eating and before that mom thank God by praying on the table, she thank God for having me and James this Christmas, and I feel the same way too. When everybody is full now we sat on the living room and mom played a German Christmas song, instead of singing James just decided to dance. LOL. But kids going nuts now and they keep going to the big Christmas tree and take a glance to all presents that were there. So dad told mom lets start giving them gifts. Alex is the one assign &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the steps:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he gave one of the gifts and the one who got gifts will go to the one who gave the gift for them and hug and kiss and say thank you, then kid will go at Alex and get a gift and will give it to owner of the gift then do the hugging and kissing and the thank u thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James was excited, he always have excitement in his face even its not his turn yet, he helped the girls open there gifts and do so his uncle Norbert ( his dad twin). He his funny cuz every time he received a clothing he will return it to the one who gave it to him and say thank you hahahaha (his just a kid), but every time he got toys he will sit on the corner near the box and seriously will open the gift, then go to the one who gave it to him and give a hug and kiss and his sweet thank you. This is his many gifts so far in Christmas, and the shocking gifts he had was the big CAR in the character of MCQUEEN in CARS the movie, that what James have in his room, all CARS character. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also got a Jewelry set from my in laws earrings and necklace white and black diamond and cash from Oma and a Digi cam from hubby and me and Alex got a turbo cooker from mom and dad. I made a Christmas card for them with key chain inside for me the thoughts is the most important in that card. When everybody read it, i was shocked that they have all tears in there eyes. They hug me and whisper that " we love u and James and you both are our gifts" :( . Really I am very much happy and proud of them, Alex family are the most wonderful person I met in my entire life, aside from own family back home that I miss alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Lord I do thank you for the my additional family here, not for the gifts i received this Christmas, I also do thank you for making us safe here and my family back home. I also want to thank you for all the pain and trials i had for the past few years, it made me stronger and better person now. Happy Bday Papa Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-627283442794386300?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/627283442794386300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=627283442794386300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/627283442794386300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/627283442794386300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-first-white-christmas-here-in.html' title='Our First White Christmas here in Daddy&apos;s arms.'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVag3_o2AVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zL_NQu_xeT4/s72-c/family+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-8040099206034847031</id><published>2008-12-24T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:57:15.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to All.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;just wanna greet all of my friends here a MErry Merry Christmas. May the good Lord shower us all the blessing and good things thru the new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;from: Gempler's Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-8040099206034847031?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/8040099206034847031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=8040099206034847031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8040099206034847031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8040099206034847031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to All.'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-1126443447707056359</id><published>2008-12-21T15:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:45:18.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>I'ts my Son 3rd bday and first bday here in US.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7izBKksVI/AAAAAAAAADc/0FIIMtaszcM/s1600-h/playing+w+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282408779066159442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7izBKksVI/AAAAAAAAADc/0FIIMtaszcM/s200/playing+w+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7iylcD1dI/AAAAAAAAADU/i5mboVKw94k/s1600-h/rides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282408771623310802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7iylcD1dI/AAAAAAAAADU/i5mboVKw94k/s200/rides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7iyLqyTcI/AAAAAAAAADM/dr6ermjikmI/s1600-h/james+unwrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282408764705754562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7iyLqyTcI/AAAAAAAAADM/dr6ermjikmI/s200/james+unwrap.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/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7ixEvsOVI/AAAAAAAAADE/MCvgwL3u624/s1600-h/his+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282408745667410258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7ixEvsOVI/AAAAAAAAADE/MCvgwL3u624/s200/his+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yerterday Dec. 20 was James 3rd bday and his first bday here at USA our new home. The family gathered at POJO's party place. With home made cake Oma made and some of my recepi like crbonara, maja de blanca and bread mogue and pizza from the place we all set the party. I have invited one f my newy found friends who also from CDO with her hubby and her daugther. Seeing James with hid dad helping him unwrapped his present is the most wonderful picture yesterday for me, seing my son happy with what he had is a plus, but deep inside my heart i miss my parents and my little brother, they should be around and will happy for James too but, were here and they are far away from us. But they already greet James Dec 20 at Philippines time thru voice chat with cam. My dad, mom and Jeu sung happy bday to you for him. They talked and they laugh, which is nice and help us ease the missing part of us here. So anyway back to the party, we played, we eat and we ride, all of us are happy especialy the kids around. We went home with prices in our hands. So after the party we drop at mom place and other 2 present were waiting there. A nice big and a table tools with tools of course lol! Again his eyes role and went big with the word WOW! here is some of the picture from yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7749894794980158489-1126443447707056359?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/1126443447707056359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=1126443447707056359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/1126443447707056359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/1126443447707056359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-my-son-3rd-bday-and-first-bday-here.html' title='I&apos;ts my Son 3rd bday and first bday here in US.'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SU7izBKksVI/AAAAAAAAADc/0FIIMtaszcM/s72-c/playing+w+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-4711054791902735491</id><published>2008-12-19T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:10:47.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><title type='text'>fake nails, why are they are expensive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv_HEbnQRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ehMOvkc_eAs/s1600-h/nails2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281595484935766290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv_HEbnQRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ehMOvkc_eAs/s200/nails2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv_HLINciI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_RCzw-SYcm4/s1600-h/nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281595486733431330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv_HLINciI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_RCzw-SYcm4/s200/nails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;I just arrived from the nails salon. My loving mom pick me up here at home so we can go to the salon for our nails. My loving husband look like want to pampered me, he called mom and asked mom if she can accompany me too a salon since he never went to any. So around 10am mom is here already and i run so james wont noticed me walking, means daddy will babysit our son for the first time. Anyway were at the Salon and this vitamess woman intertain us immedaitely. ME and mom will have the famous FRENCH TIP styles. Well at first i thought it will done just quick for were using fake nails, but i was wrong it tooked us almost 1hr and so till were done with everything. Its a lot of worked, gosh, to think that they using some high techonology to done our nails, but yeah the worked is pretty nice and wonderful heres how my new nails look like on the top. And gess cant believed how expensive it was, 44$ for those work. But isnt it worth for everything? I love it and my mom loved her nails too. Thanks Mom and Thanks Hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7749894794980158489-4711054791902735491?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/4711054791902735491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=4711054791902735491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4711054791902735491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4711054791902735491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/fake-nails-why-are-they-are-expensive.html' title='fake nails, why are they are expensive?'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv_HEbnQRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ehMOvkc_eAs/s72-c/nails2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-4935323886030352207</id><published>2008-12-19T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:29:45.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immediately'/><title type='text'>you woke me up Jen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv07dVUk-I/AAAAAAAAACs/MOU1e_ZpKbw/s1600-h/bevs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281584290345554914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv07dVUk-I/AAAAAAAAACs/MOU1e_ZpKbw/s200/bevs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thanks jen for the tag. i also like it though ok here is mine i about to fall asleep when i tooked it , and its my xmas gift my new kodak digi cam 9.2 let see if still i got the nice shot lol. so im on my pjs so guys forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;1. Take a picture of yourself right NOW!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2. DON'T change your clothes, DON'T fix your hair... Just take a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;3. Post that picture with NO editing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;4. Post these instruction with your picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;5. Tag 10 people to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I want to tag this to Ate RUBs, SHY, Diviya since flor and jen is done already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-4935323886030352207?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/4935323886030352207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=4935323886030352207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4935323886030352207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/4935323886030352207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-woke-me-up-jen.html' title='you woke me up Jen!'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUv07dVUk-I/AAAAAAAAACs/MOU1e_ZpKbw/s72-c/bevs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-8762538645644639485</id><published>2008-12-14T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:03:05.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>James First Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBv6WIHAI/AAAAAAAAACk/yWQW-IuNle8/s1600-h/12-14-08_1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768798277671938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBv6WIHAI/AAAAAAAAACk/yWQW-IuNle8/s200/12-14-08_1125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvRzZ55I/AAAAAAAAACc/RQ_f2T8Douc/s1600-h/12-14-08_1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768787394619282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvRzZ55I/AAAAAAAAACc/RQ_f2T8Douc/s200/12-14-08_1124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvSirGKI/AAAAAAAAACU/bN85QCsJjqg/s1600-h/12-14-08_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768787592878242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvSirGKI/AAAAAAAAACU/bN85QCsJjqg/s200/12-14-08_1119.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/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvdbh1dI/AAAAAAAAACM/LRO4sq7o2jg/s1600-h/12-14-08_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279768790515701202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBvdbh1dI/AAAAAAAAACM/LRO4sq7o2jg/s200/12-14-08_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday here at Boise was snowing already, but James called it SUGAR at first, his with his Opa (lolo) outside the hospital when these tiny flakes falling from the sky. James was like " what are those white stuff flying all over here Opa?" dad said " its a snow James" he said back " No its sugar" hahahaha. this is so funny but i love those ignorant he had. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today when we woke up in the morning everything is covered with the snow, James run on his room and raise his blind curtain to have a better view at the yard, he was like " mommy whats happening in here? why all of the grass was cover with sugar? and why sugar still keep on falling down?" i was amazed with those questions, his just will turn 3 soon, but my Son seem talk like olderly. i told him " Jaggy that what we called snow, thats like an ice crashed back home (philippines), like the halu-halo, that what its like, thats not sugar but yes its look like sugar." then he said " oh i see" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well mom and dad will pick us up for breakfast at this buffet resturant they always go every sunday, we when there and we ate, i was full, everything is there, waffle, pan cake, bread, anything u want to eat was there. well after that we went back home, james was so excited to get out on the car and dive on the snow, he played with dog , he runned like crazy, he went to the street and pick some snow, he sitted and he lay on the snow. seeing him playing outside with dad and Moris is a happiness in me, i know he is excited being on snow. and here some of pictures that proof how much excited he is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-8762538645644639485?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/8762538645644639485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=8762538645644639485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8762538645644639485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8762538645644639485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-first-snow.html' title='James First Snow'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUWBv6WIHAI/AAAAAAAAACk/yWQW-IuNle8/s72-c/12-14-08_1125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-8808490336170800772</id><published>2008-12-14T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:25:05.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new born baby'/><title type='text'>Our New Member in the Family Tifani Beverly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUV5NMIdyTI/AAAAAAAAACE/3AczNzIFYFU/s1600-h/12-13-08_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279759405663766834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUV5NMIdyTI/AAAAAAAAACE/3AczNzIFYFU/s320/12-13-08_1249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUV5Mzsi61I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CBfTDVTlSlI/s1600-h/12-13-08_1230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279759399104211794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUV5Mzsi61I/AAAAAAAAAB8/CBfTDVTlSlI/s320/12-13-08_1230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Last Dec 12, 2008 Susan's Alex sister give birth to St. Lukes Hospital to a very beautiful girl name Tifani Beverly. I feel so overwhelm that they named the little girl with my name. Im not just feel so welcome to the family but i feel more than special. Anyway the Tifani Beverly weight 8 lbs and 13 oz. lengt 23 inches, she look like her ATE Catarina and a half of her dad, well all of s here are happy to finally see her, tomorrow they will be release from the hospital and she and Susan will be finally be home. We thank GOD for a new joy of life.&lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-8808490336170800772?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/8808490336170800772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=8808490336170800772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8808490336170800772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8808490336170800772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-new-member-in-family-tifani-beverly.html' title='Our New Member in the Family Tifani Beverly'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SUV5NMIdyTI/AAAAAAAAACE/3AczNzIFYFU/s72-c/12-13-08_1249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-8448156779642805175</id><published>2008-12-07T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:08:00.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdays'/><title type='text'>Dad's, Susan's and Oma's Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STycr_iya6I/AAAAAAAAABU/655_brg96J8/s1600-h/12-07-08_2057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265142977031074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STycr_iya6I/AAAAAAAAABU/655_brg96J8/s320/12-07-08_2057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STycru9nKdI/AAAAAAAAABM/p4Oq7n_52ic/s1600-h/12-07-08_2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265138526136786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STycru9nKdI/AAAAAAAAABM/p4Oq7n_52ic/s320/12-07-08_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We missed to celebrate my Mom in law bday, last Sept 18, due to the fact that our visa was not in our hand yet. But its still ok since we still able to celebrate Dad's bday which was Nov. 20 and Susan's bday which was Nov. 21 also our wedding day and Oma's bday. During Dad's bday we were at their place, the whole family together with our kids, we have home made cake, some cookies and jello, oma made it all. hmmmm taste all good especialy the German cake oma baked. we just celebrate Dad's and Susan Bday and the two of them are happy. Oma,s bday was last Dec. 4 we went t their place and went to Chuck-a-rama a buffet resturant, Oma was emotional since its her first bday without opa, i told her she dont need to be sad, cuz opa will be sad in heaven too, i told her its all ok, since me and James is here now and will love her alot too. All of the sudden my Oma embraced me and told me to come over her room and told me " I am very happy that you and James is here now and I do love u too. I have something for u my sweet daugther and hope u like it" Its a blinky bracelet, not sure what how they call it but i know its precious, i was shocked since its her bday and she the one who giving me something, well really i have something for her too, came from Philippines a a simple tissue holder made of bamboo, and she love it too. well im just feel lucky to have them all, they are all good and nice to us. Pic above was the bracelet Oma gave me, isnt it nice?&lt;/span&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/7749894794980158489-8448156779642805175?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/8448156779642805175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=8448156779642805175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8448156779642805175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/8448156779642805175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/dads-susans-and-omas-bday.html' title='Dad&apos;s, Susan&apos;s and Oma&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STycr_iya6I/AAAAAAAAABU/655_brg96J8/s72-c/12-07-08_2057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-3562622654090259244</id><published>2008-12-05T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:32:47.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I feel welcome in here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;being here at my husband place is not easy step to deal with at first. But I thank God for always giving me a blessing that a MONEY cant buy with, my husband's family. They are so loving they are so real to me and to my son James Angelo there half half breed grandson, they are a blessing to us, they are such a loving family to us.  I feel i am bless to have them, since i know not everyone is lucky to have such a loving parent's in law. Me and James feel so close to them, we can talk anything with out being shy and James can play with his grandparents too, and take note we have extra playmate too its Moriz our little doggy dog who is so sweet and heavy. I just love being here cuz we feel welcome by them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-3562622654090259244?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/3562622654090259244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=3562622654090259244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/3562622654090259244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/3562622654090259244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-welcome-in-here.html' title='I feel welcome in here.'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749894794980158489.post-6675843931906075056</id><published>2008-12-01T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:17:40.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><title type='text'>my life here at my foreign land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STRTmPGdXeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fMK9AmWIRE/s1600-h/11-24-08_1416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274932979911450082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STRTmPGdXeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fMK9AmWIRE/s320/11-24-08_1416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's been our 2 weeks here in the foreign land of United State of America where we need immigrate our selves cuz my husband work is here. At first we are waiting for this all our life to be together, it took us 4 years to reach and finally we already had the VISA were waiting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At first I thought I will feel so happy cuz Im finally with my husband arms, knowing inside on me i feel some guilt of leaving my family, my mom, dad, my little bro and some of my relatives who is close to me and to my son. I feel lonely, I feel sad, right now I even feel like going back home to give them a tight hug, I misses them all. Though we have the internet to help us ease the pain of missing them, yet it doesnt enough at all. But seeing their smiles makes me feel better and hearing there voice. Thanks for the technology we have now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In other side, me and James feel so welcome here, my parents inlaw are so nice, they are full of love and joy for us, they treat us good, they treat us like they are trying to pay the days were not here with them. they are wonderful to us, not only them but include grandma, sis , bro and dog alex have. I thank God for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What really counts now,  we are COMPLETE FAMILY now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749894794980158489-6675843931906075056?l=simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/feeds/6675843931906075056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749894794980158489&amp;postID=6675843931906075056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/6675843931906075056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749894794980158489/posts/default/6675843931906075056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplebevs-lifehereatforeignland.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-life-here-at-my-foreign-land.html' title='my life here at my foreign land'/><author><name>simplebevs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09886558488733488097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/SVaDHbnFewI/AAAAAAAAADs/LNL6pI7o8o8/S220/family+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wR0mB5ygfVc/STRTmPGdXeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6fMK9AmWIRE/s72-c/11-24-08_1416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
