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We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have. ~ Frederick Koenig

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Praise the bridge that carried you over. ~George Colnan

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I mailed my ballot in a week ago. I can tell you that was the easiest part of the process. I studied the voters' pamphlet and for each decision, I felt like I was just picking the lesser of two evils. In spite of the mud-slinging circus elections have become, I am thankful for the right to vote and the systems in place to make it an accessible and unencumbered process for me. I know that is

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As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. --John Fitzgerald Kennedy Today, I'm thankful for this guy right here. Every day I realize more and more how important he is to me and how much he means to me. I have trouble putting into words why, without dredging up some unpleasantness, but it's because of the rough

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I was just bragging to a friend the other day about how well I've handled October this year. Every October, since 2005, I have struggled to get through this month, wishing away any gloom that threatened to overshadow the vibrant colors of my otherwise favorite time of year. This past October 8 was the 5th anniversary of my miscarriage and I felt like I was finally, just finally, working my way

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Born under the cancer sign, I am a moonchild. My moods seem to be governed by the moon phases, for when I see a full moon, that is when I feel my most content and happy. A new moon, one I cannot see, seems to coincide with the days I feel my most restless and out of sorts. I've never been one to follow astrology and horoscopes, but when I read descriptions of my sign, they rarely miss the mark.

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It took me awhile to work up the nerve to watch this video. I've been going through a terrible funk because we're just about at the end of the road in our quest to get pregnant. Unless we win the lotto or something. Yesterday I had my biggest meltdown after learning two of my coworkers were pregnant. I was thrilled for one especially, knowing how much she'd gone through to make her dream come

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I've been afraid to write for a while. Maybe because I'm afraid of where my thoughts will lead. But if we are what we repeatedly do, I'm not a writer, because I've been avoiding it like the plague. No one wants to face their demons, but I think I'm getting close to facing mine. I'm wound just a little bit too tight these days and yet I feel more than slightly unhinged. Does that make sense? I'm

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1) DRINKING BUDDIES OF THE YEAR - My BFFs Ruth, Aileen & Yvonne, plus my cousin Joseph. Even though the one who really drank was Joseph. We just enjoyed plying him with alcohol and posing for pictures with bottles of alcohol in our hands. 2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest friends) - My BFFs since high school are Ruth, Aileen & Yvonne, so they'll always win this award every year. I suppose I

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As I sit here shivering, on a frigidly cold January evening, I longingly recall this beautiful island I had the pleasure of visiting last fall. Crystal blue waters, brilliant under the hot sun. Palm trees swaying under a cloudless sky. Gentle waves lapping across white sand beaches. Hibiscus fluttering in the warm breeze. Sound like paradise to you? Well, maybe because it is. Paradise Island,

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For Gareth's 40th Birthday from Gen M on Vimeo.

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I know I've been watching too many of Gareth's sci-fi movies when I liken getting this cyst removed to removing an alien parasite from my head. But honestly, once it was done my head felt lighter. I've had this sebaceous cyst on the side of my head, behind my left ear for over a year now. It would vary in size every now and again, but it wouldn't get bigger than a single peanut. I essentially

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I was challenged to list ten activities I do for fun but which may or may not be considered fun by anyone else. This was actually harder than I thought. There were the standard answers: reading & writing, but going beyond that and listing activities categorized as "for fun" as opposed to just daily things I squeeze in was actually very difficult. I would come up with something and think, "Well,

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Remember those flimsy cardboard glasses with the blue and red cellophane that were supposed to help us watch movies “come alive” in 3-D? They never worked for me. Maybe it was my prescription glasses, and the fact that the paper lenses never fit quite right? My first experience with 3D glasses before this century were those given away for free via the newspaper or grocery store to watch Jaws on

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Fourth of July this year was relaxing and way fun. I honestly don't remember what we did last year, if we did anything at all. Gareth and I watched fireworks the night before, which makes a lot more sense to me. Fortunately, this year July 4 fell on a Friday, but in years when it fell during the middle of the week, I always thought the late night fireworks should be done the night before since

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Remember this group? Mark, my little brother, introduced Kai to me and hearing this song has made me feel nostalgic. For what, I don't know. The early 90s were a pretty carefree time for me. Maybe that's what I'm reminded of. Kai was the 2nd Filipino act signed by a major label, after Jocelyn Enriquez. Too bad they've broken up and gone their own way. Two members teamed up with Sway from

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source: HappySlipSomeone in HappySlip's world has a boyfriend! Thanks to KevJUMBA! Song - "Save Me" by Josh Verdes. Music arranged by Ken Rivers.I love HappySlip.... Christine's just awesome for her willingness to make herself look silly to emulate her relatives.Visit her website and watch some other podcasts. "Exposed" cracked me up."Bah-tel...bah-tell star gah-lak-tee-ka."

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Today should actually be Day 18, but my blogs for Day 14, 15, 16 & 17 didn't go through when I keyed them in from my Instinct. I don't think there's anything wrong with the cell phone, I may have just closed the browser before my blogs finished posting. Anyway, thank you to Mark for pointing out to me that my blog hasn't been updated since Day 13.So... when I shared my dilemma with a coworker

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Didn't get the chance to post this yesterday because by the time my day was through I was too spent to think. First of all thank you to everyone who called, wrote, texted or commented on Myspace and Facebook to wish me a happy birthday. It's always such a pleasure to be remembered.My birthday was a pretty relaxing one, leisurely spent going from one activity to another. Gareth took me to Pt.

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Can you fill this out without lying?Don't see why not....What's the last thing you put in your mouth?CoffeeHave you ever kissed anyone named Matthew?Don't think so...Where was your default picture takenIn my house...the kittens were on the kitty condo...Last person you rode in a car with under the age of 20?My niece MichelleCan you play guitar hero?Yep...not well, but well enoughLast time you

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I'm using my new cell phone to post this blog, so pardon my brevity. I love my new Samsung Instinct. So grateful that my husband understands my tech geekiness and indulges me my little tech toys. I had a lovely Friday. My coworkers surprised me with a gift bag of garden decor. Unfortunately I will have to place the figurines carefully because they're frogs in various poses and my MIL is deathly

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Today I'm grateful for music. For the songs and lyrics that give voice to my feelings. For the rhythms and rhymes that stir my emotions and comfort my soul. For the movements and melodies that take me to a different place in time and pushes me forward in my life's journey.Victor Hugo said it best when he said music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

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First of all, thank you to those of you who responded to my "Tag! You're it!" It's always fun to learn new things about our loved ones or be reminded of your weirdness.I got to test out my new digs at work. I'm moving from "training row" to my new team block soon. My new teammates and supervisor seem excited to welcome me to the crew, which is very heartwarming. My supervisor is a little woman

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Tag...I'm it!Here's how you play: Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself, at the end choose 10 people to be tagged, list their names and why you tagged them. Don't forget to leave them a comment saying (You're It!) and to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you so since you can't tag me back let me know

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I like the number 8. So, today, it's 8 things I'm grateful for:1. Waking up without a lot of aches and pains from the manual labor yesterday. I wonder if the Extra Virgin Coconut Oil Gareth and I have been consuming has restorative benefits as well as preventative. I've been taking it for about a week now, and I haven't once had to reach for my inhaler.2. Having such a thoughtful hubby who

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I hurt. All over. My arms. My hips. My thighs. But I feel good. It's that good pain when you know you got it from being productive. I put in a few hours of yardwork today, wielding a weedeater, a hedge trimmer, a pruner and a rake. I tried starting the mower, but I guess I don't pull strong enough, so I left that to Gareth. Instead I tilled and weeded the flowerbed, all the while making

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What an interesting day. I woke up not wanting to do anything but be lazy, but thankfully, my husband felt otherwise. Although it was a movie he had already watched, because he knew I wanted to see it, he gladly took me to see Get Smart, then out to lunch at Applebees. The movie was just okay, but I enjoyed the time alone with Gareth. Life gets so busy that even though we see each other every

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It's the summer solstice and my office celebrates it with an all day snack day. I made chocolate chip bar cookies. I was too lazy to do the whole spoonful drop thing. I just dumped the dough into the pan and rolled it out. It was a hit, but then again, all the contributions were thoroughly enjoyed.Today, I'm thankful for all the great snacks brought in. My personal favorites were Dave's apple

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Today, the commute home just wiped me out for some reason. I didn't drive, I was just a passenger, but the time from Tumwater to Federal Way just sapped me of any energy to talk, write or even eat. Luckily, my mother-in-law was home and tossed something together for dinner. I was just so tired though that I couldn't remember what I ate an hour after I ate it.If there's a negative with my job,

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So, today I made myself get out of bed and go to work. There are days when calling in sick is just the easiest thing to do, especially when the weather's so nice. But I've been very good so far this month, so I trudged through the morning and by the time I got to my office I was glad I made the effort.Nothing spectacular happened at work, but I'm staying on top of my workload and feeling pretty

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What to be grateful for today. Hmm..this isn't as easy as I thought it would be. I have tons to be grateful for every day but to highlight just a handful, or even just one....I'm grateful for being able to breathe with ease. I am not as dependent on my inhalers as I used to be. Which is quite a feat considering I live with a lot of cats and dogs and pet dander is one of my triggers.I'm grateful

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I've read that it takes 21 days to develop a new habit. So today, I start a new habit. It's something I try to do every once in a while, but always subconsciously, with no real appreciation of the moment. I'm going to find something or someone or both to be grateful for every day for 21 days. I plan for this habit to stick.I'm an optimistic person and I rely greatly on my faith in God's will.

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Check out my reading list on Goodreads - where you can see what your friends are reading.http://www.goodreads.com/friend/i?i=LTM2MDU5MTAzNjM6Mzcx%0A

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What color is your toothbrush?Pink & whiteWhat were you doing 45 minutes ago?Baking a double stack...chocoloate pecan brownie topped with pecan chocolate chip cookie layer. For my team meeting tomorrow.What is your favorite candy bar?Used to be Snickers. Now it's Payday.What is the last thing you said aloud?I love you. To Gareth before he turned in for the night.What is the best ice cream

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Originally uploaded by genofeve72They're such beauties.....

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Badger, Rojo & DandelionOriginally uploaded by genofeve72Rojo is actually going to be named Guapo by his new owner, which is Tagalog (and Spanish) for handsome. He's the one with the redder nose in the back. His younger (but bigger) brother is Dandelion (name courtesy of my mother-in-law) who, with Badger are still looking for their forever homes. We'd love to keep them, but my deal with

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Meeting NemoOriginally uploaded by genofeve72The meeting of orange minds.

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RojoOriginally uploaded by genofeve72Gonna say goodbye to this little fella soon...

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What can I say....I have a thing for well-written lyrics and catchy tunes. :) Plus she's an awesome pianist with a strong, refreshing voice. And a fun website on top of that! www.sarabareilles.com Hey, can you be a fan without wanting to go see a performer live at your earliest opportunity? Hmmm.. I know she'll be at KISS 106.1's BFD this summer. But really. I don't do that whole mashup of

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I can't tear my eyes from the scene outside my study window. Good thing I'm a a good typist and I don't need to look down at my keyboard. There's some white stuff floating around but it's not snow! Woohoo! It's the pretty pink-tinged petals of apple blossoms as our tree sheds to make room for apples! I see bees flitting around the bright azaleas and blooming rhodedondrons as the branches of

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randomness...feed your mind and your blogA set of random questions:1. What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?Jamoca Almond Fudge...yummm2. What shampoo do you use? Whatever’s available. Right now it’s a purple container. Suave Volumizer, I think. It works well and it’s cheap.3. How do you like your eggs? Usually scrambled because it’s easiest, but I really like em fried over-medium....4. What’s

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1. Some relationships are meant to serve a certain purpose, and once that purpose is met, will find it’s natural end.2. Van Halen is the last concert I saw; it was in December last year. Loud but entertaining. While it’s not my favorite music, Eddie, Alex & Wolfgang are amazing musicians. David Lee Roth? Not so much.3. Spring should be a lot warmer than it’s been. Big fat snowflakes so not

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Spent a very nice Easter Sunday traveling to Leavenworth, Washington with my husband, my mother-in-law, Gareth’s sister Phedre & her boyfriend Josh. The weather was awful, but the sights were still beautiful. It was supposedly the 4th day of Spring and yet we had to travel through a downpour then snow and ice before spending most of the day dodging a steady drizzle.Leavenworth is a quaint alpine

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I had to find out. It would just bug me all day if I didn't ask someone. I had just caught a glimpse of something and I wanted to be wrong about it. Badly.I had a choice to make. Ask Tammy, or ask Amanda.While Tammy is almost 10 years older than me, Amanda is almost 10 years younger than me. Would one be more sympathetic than the other? Would one understand my concern more than the other? If

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I always thought these surveys were called "Memes" because they were "about me"...hence me..me. But it's not pronounced "mimi"...it's "Meme" that rhymes with dream. And apparently, without the long Darwinian explanation, it's an idea that can replicate and evolve, like a gene.1. Are you in a complicated relationship?Complicated in that we're two complicated individuals, but the relationship

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Here's how you play: Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself , at the end choose 10 people to be tagged, list their names and why you tagged them. Don't forget to leave them a comment saying (You're It!) and to go read your blog. You can not tag the person that tagged you, so since you can't tag me back, let me know when you

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1. I've come to realize that my butt;will continue to expand to fill available space if I don't start working out again...2. I've come to realize that when I talk;I spend a little too much time thinking of the right words to use.3. I've come to realize that, if I love someone;I put their needs and welfare before my own....4. I've come to realize that, I need;time to myself with a good book and a

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1) DRINKING BUDDY OF THE YEAR-Hmm...buddy in drinking coffee? My mother-in-law. I don't really drink anything alcoholic, but if I did, it would probably be wine. And then the award would be split between Gareth & my mother-in-law.2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest friend) -My BFFs since high school are Ruth, Aileen & Yvonne.3) NEWCOMER AWARD (newest friend) -New friends came with the new job I

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I realized, as I posted pictures of the fun and happy times at my clan's Christmas party and our New Year's Eve dinner that I didn't take any photographs of Christmas Day at home with Mum and Gareth's sisters and their significant others. I need to be better about having batteries in the nice Nikon my hubby got me for my birthday. There. That's my New Year's resolution.Fortunately, Gareth

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Celebrating Christmas withMy parents and their grandchildren, Jonah & AubreyHappy New Year from Joseph, Gen, Gareth, Grace & Steveand Amanda, Leah & SandraWith Mum, Mama & Pops...I swear they weren't drunk.... Me and my beloved Mama. Celebrating with Gareth & Mum at the Dellosa's.

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1. Three Names You Go By:Gen, Embib & Babe 2. Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:A blue hoodie, t-shirt & pajama bottoms Love SurveyYou must answer every question TRUTHFULLY 1. Are you currently loving someone?Absolutely.... 2. Have you ever been given a rose?Many dozens 3. What is your all-time favorite romance movie?Hmmm...tough one. When Harry Met Sally was the first that came to mind. 5.

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Let this coming year be better than all the others. Vow to do some of the things you've always wanted to do but couldn't find the time. Call up a forgotten friend. Drop an old grudge, and replace it with some pleasant memories. Share a funny story with someone whose spirits are dragging. A good laugh can be very good medicine. Vow not to make a promise you don't think you can keep. Pay a

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Warning: the following may be TMI for you, so proceed with caution.So, I started Clomid last week. Don't ask me the chemistry of it all, all I know is that it's supposed to help me release more eggs, to ensure a greater chance of at least one getting fertilized. I started taking it Wednesday, and man did it kick my ass. I don't know what chemical reaction it produces in my body to make me

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I believe I've been to more concerts since I met Gareth than I have in my entire lifetime. If you had told me 3 years ago that I'd be at two Van Halen concerts within a span of two years, I would've laughed in your face and called you crazy.As it turns out, you would've been right. On Monday night , Dec. 3, I had my eardrums blasted by raucous bass guitar handling, insane drumming and

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Too lazy to write something original...sooooo survey time!1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?"Woohoo!"2. Do you trust all of your friends?For the most part....3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?I would, but fortunately, I don't have to.4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?Absolutely.5. Can you make a

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"You'll take these pills for five days, starting tomorrow. Then on the 12th through 17th day of your cycle..." he glances at the calendar, then pulls out a small credit card size calendar and starts counting. He scrawls numbers down on the sheet of paper in front of him. "December 5...10...." More scrawling.Meanwhile I sit, watching, not sure what to think. I watched his pen move on the

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Annasophia Robb walked back into the hotel room looking clearly disappointed. “It wasn’t what I thought.”Josh Hutcherson, her co-star in Bridge to Terabithia, lounging casually on the couch, shook his head and smirked. “I was wondering why you got so excited and tore out of here.”“He said ‘chocolate bar’ so I thought..y’know…a bar just for all kinds of different chocolate.” Annasophia pouted

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The newest furry member of our family....Prada's fitting in nicely. Getting incredibly spoiled by his Nana and even Gareth's smitten, but he'll always say, "I'd like him more if he was a cat." Prada was timid & shy at first around the girls, but he was over it quick by the next day. He used to step back when Mahal snarled, but now when she growls he pounces, as you can see. I think Mahal's having

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Watched The Police in concert last night at the Key Arena. Awesome, awesome show. It was simply amazing. Three guys rocking the arena with songs I grew up with. These guys are real musicians. Sting's voice is still sexy and haunting, Stewart is a genius on percussion, and Andy is truly gifted. I've seen bands that just make a lot of noise rock the arena, but these were three guys playing

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It's a Boy!!It was paw-sitively love at first sight!We'll be bringing home our new wee-wee hopefully next weekend!He's a gorgeous blue fawn long coat male ~ meaning he'll be a smokey color. The picture above is at 4 1/2 weeks. Here he is at 2 1/2 weeks.Here he is at 7 weeks. His parents are AKC registerd and our boy is a show prospect, so Mum is thinking about showing him, as well as possibly

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Thanks to everyone who wished Mahal well on her first ever chihuahua race. Gareth, Nikka and I traveled to Kirkland early this morning with the three chihuahuas, Mahal, Zoe and Nina, in tow to take part in the Petco 3rd Annual Chihuahua Race. Meet Team Watermelon, from left to right: Zoe, Mahal & Nina Why Watermelon? Those were the only matching dresses we could find for all three. However,

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Have you ever had one of those Southwest Airlines commercial moments that make you ask yourself, "Need to get away?" Life comes at us faster and less apologetically every day with the constant demands of work and family. It seems like only yesterday we were welcoming 2007, yet in just a matter of days we'll be halfway through the year. Yes, that means we're almost done with May. Had to think

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When Gareth first told me he'd arranged for a boat trip, I imagined ripping through the oceans on a high powered speed boat. I'm not an avid sea-farer, especially when it involves bouncing around on rough currents. I get motion sickness on a floating dock. Needless to say, I wasn't exactly thrilled. He told me the name of the company giving us the boat tour was Ocean Shores Electric Boats. I

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Gareth & I are working on a more official article about our trip, but I wanted to get a few thoughts down before time gets away from me.Gareth arranged a great getaway for us this past weekend to Ocean Shores. We stayed at the Shilo Inn Suites on Ocean Shores Boulevard with an oceanfront view. I have to admit, I wasn't exactly thrilled with the weather on Friday, when we drove southwest to get

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On occasion, I'm required to put in a few extra hours, if not to make up for coming in late, than to meet, in true government lingo, my desired levels of achievement, i.e., quotas. I've stayed late often enough to have become familiar with the custodial staff's names and schedules. They're a friendly bunch, and most of them have been here since I started working for this department four years

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I've discovered an added benefit to being married to an "Americano." Gareth is always asking me questions about things I've long taken for granted as being "just the way it is." I've always liked learning more about my culture, but there have been times when it was easier to just answer his questions with, "I don't know, Gareth, I didn't grow up in the Philippines." But even I am not satisfied

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My grandparents' "theme" song is "No Other Love" and watching this video reminded me how simple it was for them to show each other love, just by holding hands. I miss them. I know they're holding hands in heaven. a

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Thought this was cute. Have to save it for posterity.======================================================Excerpts from a Dog's Diary: 8:00 am Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am Walk in the park! My favorite thing!10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!12:00 pm Lunch! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:

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Called in sick today... for Nanay duty. She's actually my Lola (grandmother), but we grew up calling our grandmothers "Nanay" (mother) because that's what we heard our parents call them. Anyway, I'm too congested to handle the demands of a 92 year old woman who needs the heater to stay at 70 degrees all night and who needs to be repositioned three times before she's satisfied enough to close

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I watched the screener for Meet the Robinsons this past Monday, and gotta tell you, if you watch it, make sure you go to a 3-D show. It's amazing!I wasn't too hyped about wearing 3D glasses the whole time I was watching, but you soon forget you're wearing them because the 3-D effects were pretty damn cool. If you're motion sensitive, you may want to sit way in the back, then it's not too

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Ugh. I hate being sick. I can't find my zinc tablets and I'm too lazy to go to the store for more. Gareth is sick, too, so I can't ask him to go to the store for me. My throat feels itchy, it hurts to swallow and my ears feel like you can land a plane in them. Yeah, my ears don't get plugged up when I'm sick, they feel like they're ..dilated..for lack of a better description. So..hmm..

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Bridal showers are such happy occasions. Last night was my cousin's bridal shower and it was a hoot. The first half was ladies only and then the men came after 3p. We played silly games and had great food and then it was a good time to just chill with other couples. That's when I realized, with my cousin getting married, my circle of cousins & friends that I've hung out with since junior high

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I Mean....Got this from Tracy, one of my favorite bloggers and an online AOL buddy from way back when (ManilaManila & PinoyPinay chat rooms. Man. Those were the days.) This was funny. You should try it with your name. I was going to post it as a bulletin, but I have a lot of young nieces and nephews on my friends list. Besides, it's not quite accurate (I don't drink at all because I'm such a

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"Gareth and I went to Bowling for Soup on Sunday," I told my cousin, Joseph."...Bowling for...?""Soup. You know. 1985. High School Never Ends.....oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh...""Oh! I thought you guys did a charity thing...you know. Bowling to feed the hungry."I thought back to the audience Gareth and I mixed in on Sunday (the 21st) and thought, well....most of the kids did look hungry. And in need

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I'm lying. I don't walk in snow. I don't drive in snow. I just love looking at it...through a window. Snow and I don't get along. For one, it's cold, and I don't do well in cold. For another, it turns to ice and makes things slippery. Things like stairs and sidewalks and roads. Things I don't like slipping or falling on. For one who never got the hang of rollerskating, much less ice

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You Know You're Filipino When....Your middle name is your mother's maiden name (until you get married. Then your maiden name becomes your middle name. Make sense?)Your parents call each other "Mommy" and "Daddy." Or "Mama" and "Papa" or derivatives of. There's also "Mahal" and "'Ling" (short for Darling...or their name is actually Ling Ling. You just never know).You have uncles and aunts named "

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January 3. It's my ex-husband's birthday, and what would've been our 8th anniversary. We were married for ... March 2004 minus Jan 1998... almost 6 years. Wow. Seemed longer. Well we lived together for about a year before we got married. That's what must've made it feel longer. Okay, no. It felt longer because it was a mistake. Red flags all over the place that I totally ignored or believed

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As I say goodbye to 2006, I'm filled with a sense of sadness as well as excitement. The end of a year always brings some wistfulness as I close chapters, but I'm also overwhelmed with eagerness for what the new year will bring. I try to live life without regrets, and to think of all choices and challenges as learning experiences. But there will always be moments I would like back again, not so

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Santa was very nice to me this year. Actually he's always been kind to me, but this Christmas I feel like I must've been on his "very nice" list. Right now I've got Justin Timberlake crooning in my ear, after spending all day today loading up my new Zune. Santa Gareth was pretty slick, telling me for weeks that Zunes were no where to be found. Not that I had asked for one. I actually listed

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In the meantime...1.) When was the last time you went to the bathroom outside?- in Texas, I think, when I was 8 or 9. Fishing trip with my best friend (at the time) and her family. I was desperate but still didn't want to, but they were FOB and told me it was no big deal. I remember it was like a group squat with her two other sisters. LoL...2) Which family member do you most resemble?- I think

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A review I wrote for Gareth's website Skewed & Reviewed. There are a few different messages one could contemplate after watching "Pursuit of Happyness" (misspelling intentional, and explained in the movie). It could be taken as an ode to the me-generation extremes of the 80s, a nod to the idea that money just might buy happiness or a salute to the dogged determination of a single father. The

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Two Things Current mood: sick Two Things...Two Names You Go By:1. Gen2. Em(bib)Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:1. my favorite jeans2. my husband's blue long sleeve t-shirtTwo Things You Would Want in a Relationship:1. friendship2. passionTwo of Your Favorite Things to do:1. Reading2. WritingTwo Things You Want Very Badly At The Moment:1. My mom's arroz caldo (it's chicken

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I finally took it! I submitted an essay to a magazine a month ago, just on impulse. Of course, it was nervous impulse, but I did it anyway. It's not a major magazine, it's just a small one that caters to sharing the stories of women in their 50's & 60's, called Releasing Times. They had posted a request on one of the writing group boards I visit, for women in their 30s & 40s to submit an essay

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Reasons were there to walk away.Others would not have understoodStill love grew. Strongly. Silently.Ever present, even in absence.Did you hear my heart call you to me?Just when I thought all hope was lost?Somehow you knew I needed you. And so you came, to make my world right.Rich again, with joy and promise Am I dreaming? Is this real?Just when I thought all hope was lostAll I needed was to hear

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As Julie Andrew's voice lilts through my subconscious...Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens..... here are a few of my favorite things:rainstorms, a good book & a cozy bedlooking out at the Puget Soundlong drives to nowhere in particulartime to thinkdrowning in pillowsheld gazes, slow smiles & silent conversationsfingers brushing my hair, whispers in my ear, warm strength against my

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So, I'm in Vancouver again. The other Vancouver. South Van, in WA. We're staying at the Shilo Inn, just 'cross the border from Portland, OR. G has another one of his speaking engagements, this time for Orycon. I'm glad he's found such success with what he does best. Talk about movies. But you'd think all this talking he does professionally tempers his need to talk when he doesn't have a

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Cancer is the sign of the home and family life. A Cancer values his or her family and friends more than anything, and will go to any lengths to nurture and protect them. The Cancer person is the caregiver in any relationship. Cautious and sensitive, a Cancer can be highly moody, and once hurt or betrayed, it can take a long time for the Cancer to crawl back out of its proverbial shell. Known as

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I know this lady. A lady in every sense of the word, and quite a woman to boot. She's not wordly or refined, but she's certainly a lady. She's not overly feminine nor does she exude endless charm, but she's a woman.She's a bit of a social butterfly. In fact she's in her element when she's entertaining and she's at her most beautiful when she's laughing and joking with friends and family. I've

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by: Veronica A. SchoffstallAfter a while, you learn the subtle differenceBetween holding a hand and chaining a soul,And you learn that love doesn't mean leaningAnd company doesn't mean security,And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contractsAnd presents aren't promises,And you begin to accept your defeatsWith your head up and your eyes openWith the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

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I was talking to a good friend the other day about career choices and joking about going back to school to become a massage therapist. My reasoning was, "I'm good with my hands." No innuendo or suggestion meant. I was just throwing it out there. "Or, I could continue taking accounting classes and maybe become an accountant. I'm good with numbers." He, in his ever-supportive way just listened

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GIRL VS. GROWN WOMENGIRLS need this to identify themselves.GROWN WOMEN already knew this!Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans.Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits in.Girls want to control the man in their life.Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling.Girls check you for not calling

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It does not interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.It does not interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.It does not interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the

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I write this at a crossroads with my job. I've written before that while I love my coworkers and my commute, I don't like what I do. Yet I haven't really done much to change my circumstances. I took some steps, got myself on several registers, went back to school. But when opportunities arose, I didn't jump on them. I alway found an excuse. Either the commute was too far or the schedule wasn't

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So here I am, back in Vancouver, British Columbia. Richmond to be more exact. But then again, our hotel location is Vancouver-Airport. But it's in Richmond. Whatever.Nice suite. Has a mini kitchen, a separate bedroom and living room. Don't know how the husband does it, but he lines up some nice hotels whenever we travel. Free, too, which makes it nicer. Been online all morning working on my

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I'm in one of my introspective moods. Then again, when am I not? I get contemplative when my soul hungers for something. Sometimes its for knowledge. Sometimes it's for beauty. Sometimes it's for both. Oftentimes we get too busy to allow ourselves to be moved by the simple beauty of words, the emotions they evoke, the images they inspire.This has always been one of my favorite poems because it's

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Absence~ Pablo NerudaI have scarcely left youwhen you go in me, crystalline,or trembling,or uneasy, wounded by meor overwhelmed with love, as when your eyesclose upon the gift of lifethat without cease I give you.My love,we have found each otherthirsty and we havedrunk up all the water and the blood,we found each otherhungryand we bit each otheras fire bites,leaving wounds in us.But wait for me,

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