<?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-7429152502180417123</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:04:34.973+08:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='children'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='poem'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='jane'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='couples'/><category term='family'/><category term='married'/><category term='world'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='myself'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='first'/><category term='married life'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>World of Mamay Jane</title><subtitle type='html'>Just Me, My World and What is On My Mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-3558558973352211205</id><published>2010-03-07T17:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:03:23.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S5NtJfMtP6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BN45SD2gUTI/s1600-h/beautifulbloggeraward%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S5NtJfMtP6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BN45SD2gUTI/s320/beautifulbloggeraward%5B4%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445816384182108066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Just blogging again. I've been busy and not that motivated yet to blog again but one time when I visited my blog again, I was so surprised and happy knowing that I received this Beautiful Blogger Awards Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you so much to Nic of http://domesticallychallengedhousewife.blogspot.com for choosing me as one of her 15 picks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is my first ever award and a sign for me to blog more. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is really tough because I have to choose 15 blogs to pass along the award and now, this are my chosen ones in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. http://www.smallburst.com - useful home remodeling that you can do by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. http://www.simplysensationalfood.blogspot.com - yummy recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. http://www.craftychicmommy.blogspot.com - wonderful crafts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4. http://www.netherotwins.blogspot.com - cute blog of family with twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5. http://www.shelleysswag.blogspot.com - great coupons and giveaways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;6. http://www.ratherbechangingdiapers.com - great giveaways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;7. http://www.domesticallychallengedhousewife.blogspot.com - nice blog to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;8. http://www.becauseisaidsomomknowsbest.blogspot.com - great reviews and giveaways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;9. http://www.couponclippinmommy.com - great finds of savings/budgeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;10. http://www.momspark.net - lots of things to find for moms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;11. http://www.synnicity.blogspot.com - nice digital scrapbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;12. http://www.momsrthebest.net - nice reviews and owner of site of great apparels for moms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;13. http://www.bigbarefootangel.blogspot.com - one of blogger mom I admire because of nice blogs of a deaf single mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;14. http://www.frugalracingfanmommy.com - great coupons and giveaways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;15. http://www.supahmommy.blogspot.com - just follow this blog because I just seen this on some of the blogs I visited, so cute blog of digital post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;But there are rules in  receiving the Beautiful Blogger award:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. Thank the person(s) that nominated you; link to the person that gave  you the award!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. Pass this award on to 15 bloggers you’ve discovered and think are  fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. Contact said Blogs; let them know they've won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4. State 7 things about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So here's 7 things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. Just new on blogging and loving it but you can often see me on facebook playing games there. It is my social life because I am a home buddy and a home based online assistant. It is also my way to lessen the stress of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. I am a late person, meaning I am not a morning person. I am usually sleep late already. I am more energetic at late afternoon onwards. I love to sleep until 10am. 12mn is my earliest time to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. My husband is a seaman so I am kinda single mom to my daughter because my husband is away most of every year but I am now adjusted to it because of my daughter but of course, I keep on praying and dreaming of a complete family together soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4. Beside facebook and sleeping, I also love to eat but still learning to cook..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5. I can consider myself as a young at heart person because I am easy to please, love playing online games, going to team parks, playing with my daughter, taking pictures, eating especially ice cream, movies or show that kids loves and shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;6. I hope I can have more time to blog because It is one way to express myself, I love expressing myself in anyway that I enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;7. I don't wear make up and I don't know how to..lol and I only wear clothes that I am comfortable with that is more of a casual clothes and I love working at home because I can have more time for myself and family, most especially to my daughter but I am still dreaming to have my own business soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429152502180417123-3558558973352211205?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3558558973352211205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-beautiful-blogger-award.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/3558558973352211205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/3558558973352211205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-beautiful-blogger-award.html' title='My Beautiful Blogger Award'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S5NtJfMtP6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/BN45SD2gUTI/s72-c/beautifulbloggeraward%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-375025153300935233</id><published>2010-01-29T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:24:39.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>All About Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;storyI want to share this story I got from facebook which shared by an online friend.&lt;br /&gt;This is really touching.&lt;br /&gt;Married and getting into marriage should look at it.&lt;br /&gt;This is a must share. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona Zen Maye Wamar: To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married, I hope you will be touched with this story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.&lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, you just might save a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder. Matthew 19:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This story really touched me. *teary eyes* ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429152502180417123-375025153300935233?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/375025153300935233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-about-marriage.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/375025153300935233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/375025153300935233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-about-marriage.html' title='All About Marriage'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-503178031236220284</id><published>2010-01-18T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:10:36.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>On Children Poem by Kahlil Gibran</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want to share this poem which i got somewhere online which really got into my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your children are not your children.&lt;br /&gt;They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.&lt;br /&gt;They come through you but not from you,&lt;br /&gt;And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;br /&gt;For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You may strive to be like them,&lt;br /&gt;but seek not to make them like you.&lt;br /&gt;For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bows from which your children&lt;br /&gt;as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;br /&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,&lt;br /&gt;and He bends you with His might&lt;br /&gt;that His arrows may go swift and far.&lt;br /&gt;Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For even as He loves the arrow that flies,&lt;br /&gt;so He loves also the bow that is stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kahlil Gibran, On Children&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to share this video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I loved it because my daughter laughed really hard because of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I liked it when my daughter laugh like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is because of Santa Yourself application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wherein you can change the Santa's face into anyone you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tried it myself and it is really funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is a dancing Santa and a greeting application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got it from facebook when my friends there sent it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I made another one with my daughter's face to sent it to my relatives and friends as a Christmas greeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She noticed it when I'm done working on it so she sat on my lap to take a peek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She really laughed out loud most of the time when she watched the video and asked me to repeat it again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She likes Santa Claus and she was more amazed to became a dancing Santa herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7429152502180417123-8008014671660049536?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8008014671660049536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-share-this-video.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/8008014671660049536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/8008014671660049536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-share-this-video.html' title='Grane as Dancing Santa'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-4922524307997036130</id><published>2010-01-03T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T01:33:03.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats are Good Example of Great Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S0DGXkx0P5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-sj-9FVJGvE/s1600-h/DSC08453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S0DGXkx0P5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-sj-9FVJGvE/s320/DSC08453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422552059665989522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S0DT04eBbvI/AAAAAAAAADY/AN_mao0v27U/s1600-h/Image422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S0DT04eBbvI/AAAAAAAAADY/AN_mao0v27U/s320/Image422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422566856819044082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;This is our pet named Miya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We don't know how old she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She's just a wandered cat at the back of our house sometime between September or October 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is a sleepy, beautiful and sweet pure white cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We think she's already pregnant when we adopted her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She just delivered her 5 cute kittens last December 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We called her Miya because of my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;My daughter keeps calling her Miya which she really means "meow" so we end up calling her Miya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;It is a nice and unique name for her anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She just love to eat and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But now that she's already a mother, she's often awake to breastfeed her kittens and clean them every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She's a very clean cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;You will see her often licking her body, as well as her kittens. (eww!..lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But that's the way cat cleans their selves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She is also a very quiet and behave cat, maybe because she was sleepy most of the time when she was pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But now, you can still see her sleeping but if she's awake, she wanted always to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;That is maybe because she is on breast feeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;It make us crazy because she's often hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She'll never leave you unless you make her eat AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But the wonderful thing is seeing her taking care of her kittens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We are sad because we can't adopt all of her kittens when they get a little older, when they can able to eat solid foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We really not a kind of family who take good care of pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We have a dog when I was young, that was because of my father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We don't like having a pet because of taking time feeding, cleaning them and especially their wastes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But now we are used to it and we now loved having a pet because of Miya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But we can't have all her kittens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We only plan to keep Miya and one of her male kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We don't like a female because they get pregnant often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Miya is our lucky charm and we loved her that's why we want to keep her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;We will just look for persons who might like to keep those 4 kittens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Although it will be hard because in our country, cats are not really a must have pets here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;They are so many cats here, you can see them everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;But we realized that cats are one of the good example of great mothers because they are really caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;They are like humans who really take good care of their youngs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;They are protective to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;They will not let you hold them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;They feed their young often and on time and they will leave it to do other things if they were already sleeping and full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She also sleeps most often beside her kittens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;She will also separate some of her kittens that are much bigger to the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;And she really keeps them clean most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mother cats are really wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;One of the awesome creature of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429152502180417123-4922524307997036130?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/4922524307997036130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/cats-are-good-example-of-great-moms.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/4922524307997036130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/4922524307997036130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/cats-are-good-example-of-great-moms.html' title='Cats are Good Example of Great Moms'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/S0DGXkx0P5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/-sj-9FVJGvE/s72-c/DSC08453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-2095815909671559403</id><published>2010-01-01T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:19:27.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Happy-Blessed New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo! Its another new year.&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited and very thankful about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am confident that this will be a more blessed and a great year for me and my family with God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, me and my family just stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;My mom prepared a delicious meal for the New year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;My brother bought some fountain and fire crackers.&lt;br /&gt;He also bought ear plugs for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately his daughter is not with us in this celebration because she is still with her mom which I assume you know why it is.&lt;br /&gt;But it is fine with us, she'll be home the next day anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures, wore clothes with polka dots, shakes coins and jumped as high as we could when the clocks reached 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;LOL..funny and weird but it is a Filipino New Year's tradition.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing polka dot clothes and shaking coins (ex. on pockets, jars or coin purse, etc.)- to attract more money.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping- to get taller this year..LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I know in my age it is not effective (if it is really have some effects) but for the kids..maybe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with jumping while we trying to avoid the loud sounds of fire crackers.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My husband is not with us, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I think we only celebrated Christmas and New Year with him 2 times in the past 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;The second time was with our baby.&lt;br /&gt;I already used to it although I really wish we could celebrate together but I am confident we can already celebrate it together every year when the right time comes.&lt;br /&gt;For me, this is the very first New year of my daughter because this is the time when she already aware with her environment because she's already a grown up baby.&lt;br /&gt;She can now appreciate pretty clothes she wear.&lt;br /&gt;She also participated with the jumping experienced we had lately.&lt;br /&gt;She also enjoyed taking pictures and she's already talkative and observant.&lt;br /&gt;She can even make some jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I am often amazed and very excited with all the changes and improvements that is happening with her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I am also more excited now when her Papa will going to go home this year because she is a big baby girl already, she can now talk more and play more with her Papa.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, time for me to sleep with my baby now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep with her already and have some rest.&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone slept here in our house already because it's an hour now since we got rest after celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy and be thankful with the rest of the year and many years for us to come!&lt;br /&gt;See you around. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429152502180417123-2095815909671559403?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2095815909671559403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/2095815909671559403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/2095815909671559403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429152502180417123.post-1297110316164920825</id><published>2009-12-30T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:41:28.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jane'/><title type='text'>Just Me and My World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzuBnAW3QhI/AAAAAAAAABI/c-xwHIe4anA/s1600-h/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzuBnAW3QhI/AAAAAAAAABI/c-xwHIe4anA/s320/Image502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421069083581301266" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Hi! Welcome to my world!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jane, going to 29 years old this coming January 29, 2010.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married to the love of my life named Greg since February 18, 2004.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;We have 7 years age gap.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;We call each other "Pards".&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an adorable, sweet, naughty and INCREDIBLE 2 years and 5 months old baby girl named Elishah Grane but we call her Grane, Graning, "bebe", baby or Greng-greng..lol!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her to call me "Mamay".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I am a registered nurse by profession and graduated last May 2004 but I don't have a related working experienced.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to be a psychologist but I end up from occupational therapy course to nursing course, became self-employed since 2003 but the retail business is now a family business since last year and I am now working at home as part-time online assistant to a Japanese android application company while attending in our store for a few hours.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying my new work and it is my dream job.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I am working as an online assistant since October 12 this year.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is a seaman so we only get together 2 to 4 months in a year, every year since December 8, 2003.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I am the eldest in my family with 2 siblings.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Jonathan or Than/Athan, we only have 1 year age gap.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our very first niece to him named Janella Denise or Janna who is going to 5 years old this coming February.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very sweet, smart and also very naughty and INCREDIBLE kid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;My sister Jollibee who wanted to be called Javi, we have 8 years age gap.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also a nursing graduate last May this year and we are waiting and very hopeful for her to pass her local board exam this coming February so that she will be the one who will fulfill our mother's dream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;My mother (our Mama) is a widowed since I was 10 years old and she never get married.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our father died at the age of 49 because of stroke.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a half Filipina and a half Chinese but I don't know how to speak and understand a Chinese language but I really wish I do.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also not good in English especially in verbal so bare with my grammars..lol!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a home-buddy person but when I get a chance to go out with my family, I go out a lot.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to write a journal since I was in high school but the problem is I got lazy and I was not satisfied with my writings so I quit but now I am eager to write a blog about my self and my world as often as I can.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but today, I am inspired to start my very first blog and I am very happy and excited about it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I also want it to be perfect (my own standard of perfect..lol).&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy reading my (very first) blog and all my incoming blogs.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment whether it is good or bad, just please be respectful and honest.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will going to learn from those comments and will help me keep going.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all have a prosperous and blessed New Year!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, welcome to my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7429152502180417123-1297110316164920825?l=worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1297110316164920825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-me-and-my-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/1297110316164920825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7429152502180417123/posts/default/1297110316164920825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofmamayjane.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-me-and-my-world.html' title='Just Me and My World'/><author><name>Mamay Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01724872538752477890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzzrqsiGbnI/AAAAAAAAACY/JhDIx3GvgKI/S220/Image344.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s7e4kVOT1dU/SzuBnAW3QhI/AAAAAAAAABI/c-xwHIe4anA/s72-c/Image502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
