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		<title>Ang Pinoy&#8211;bow!</title>
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<p><u>A Filipino Applies for a Job at <span class="EC_yshortcuts">Wal-Mart</span>.</u></span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 0.6em"><span>&nbsp;</span></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>An&nbsp; office manager at <span class="EC_yshortcuts">Wal-Mart</span> was given the task of hiring an individual&nbsp; to fill a job opening. After sorting through a stack</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span> <strong><strong><span>of resumes he&nbsp; found four people who were equally qualified &#8211;an American, a&nbsp; Russian, an Australian and a Filipino.</span></strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>He decideed to call the&nbsp; four in and ask them only one question.&nbsp; Their answer would determine&nbsp; who of them would get the job.</span></strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>The day came and as the four&nbsp; sat around the conference room table the interviewer asked, &#8216;What is&nbsp; the fastest thing you know?&#8217;&nbsp; Dave, the American, replied, &#8216;</span></strong></strong></span></span></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #3366ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>A THOUGHT </span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>.&nbsp; It just pops into your head. There&#8217;s no warning that it&#8217;s on the way;&nbsp; it&#8217;s just there.&nbsp; A thought is the fastest thing I know&nbsp; of.&#8217;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>&#8216;That&#8217;s very good!&#8217; replied the&nbsp; interviewer. </span></strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>&#8216;And now you sir?&#8217; he asked Vladimir , the&nbsp; Russian.</span></strong></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>&#8216;Hmm&#8230;. let me see. A blink! It comes and goes and&nbsp; you don&#8217;t know that it ever happened. </span></strong></strong></span></span></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #3366ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>A BLINK</span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span> is the fastest thing I&nbsp; know.&#8217;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 0.6em"></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>&#8216;Excellent!&#8217; said the interviewer. &#8216;The blink of an&nbsp; eye, that&#8217;s a very popular clich? for speed.&#8217;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>He then&nbsp; turned to George, the Australian who was contemplating his reply.&nbsp; &#8216;Well, out at my dad&#8217;s ranch, you step out of the house and on the&nbsp; wall there&#8217;s a light switch. When you flip that switch, way out across&nbsp; the pasture the light in the barn comes on. Yep, </span></strong></strong></span></span></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #3366ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>TURNING</span> ON A LIGHT</span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span> is&nbsp; the fastest thing I can think of.&#8217;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #000000;font-size: 1.2em"><span>&nbsp;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 0.6em"></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>The interviewer was very&nbsp; impressed with the third answer and thought he had found his man.&nbsp; &#8216;It&#8217;s hard to beat the <span class="EC_yshortcuts">speed of light</span>&#8216; he said.</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span></p>
<p><strong><strong><span>Turning to&nbsp; Eleuterio, the Filipino, the fourth and final man, the interviewer posed the same question. Eleuterio&nbsp; replied, &#8216;Apter herring da 3 preybyus ansers sir, et&#8217;s ob yus to me&nbsp; dat the fastest thing is </span></strong></strong></span></span></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>Diarrhea</span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>.&#8217; </span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 0.6em"></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>&#8216;WHAT!?&#8217; </span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>said the&nbsp; interviewer, stunned by the response. The others were already </span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>giggling</span></span></strong></strong><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>&nbsp; in their seats&#8230;</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 0.6em"></span></strong></p>
<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span>&#8216;Oh, I can expleyn sir,.&#8217;&nbsp; said&nbsp; Eleuterio. &#8216; You see, sir, da ader day my tummy was&nbsp; peeling bad and so I&nbsp; run so fast to the CR, but before I&nbsp; could THINK, BLINK, or TURN ON THE LIGHT, &#8216;tang ina, sir,</span></span></strong></strong><strong><span style="color: #993300;font-size: 1.2em"><span><br /><strong><strong><span>I had&nbsp; alreydi shit in my pants!&#8217;</span></strong></strong></span></span></strong></span><span style="color: #000000;font-size: 0.8em"></span></p>
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<p><strong><strong><span style="color: #0000ff;font-size: 1.2em"><span>Eleuterio is now the new &#8216;Greeter&#8217;&nbsp; at <span class="EC_yshortcuts">Wal-Mart</span>.</span></span></strong></strong></span> </p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Intsik: Bili kayo panty. Kapag sinuot ito, hindi kayo mabubuntis. </span><span>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Babae: Bigyan mo ako ng tatlo. 3 months later, galit si babae: Bakit ako nabuntis? <br />Intsik: Baka hinubad mo! </p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span><span> </span></span></span><span>GF: Hayop ka, niloloko mo ako! <br />BF: Bakit, wala naman akong ginagawa ah! <br />GF: Anong wala? Nakita kita kanina, may kasama kang ibang babae, magkahawak pa kamay nyo! Niloloko mo ako! <br />BF: Makinig ka muna&#8230; hindi kita niloloko, maniwala ka&#8230; Yung kasama ko kanina ang niloloko ko! <br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Ifugao: Apply po ako ng sundalo, sir. <br />Officer: Hindi ka pwede, ang dami mong sirang ngipin, bungi ka pa! <br />Ifugao: Bakit sir, sa gyera ba ngayon, kagatan na ang labanan?<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***</p>
<p>A lizard fell on a table. </p>
<p>Genius: Oh! reptila scincidae;</p>
<p>Kikay: Eew, lizard!; </p>
<p>Astig: Shit, butiki!; </p>
<p>Mataray: Shucks, butiks!; </p>
<p>Mayaman: Yuck! Lacoste!; </p>
<p>Mahirap: Pare, ulam!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Pedro: Saan ka galing, p&#8217;re? <br />Berto: Sementeryo, libing ng byenan ko. <br />Pedro: Bakit puro kalmot ang mukha at braso mo? <br />Berto: Mahirap ilibing eh, lumalaban! </p>
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<p>Bakit &quot;S&quot; ang nasa costume ni Superman? Wala na kasing medium! Napansin mo, fit masyado, di ba? </p>
<p>Mother superior: Hala, layas dito sa kumbento! <br />Madre: Bakit po? Dahil po ba sa paggamit ko ng vibrator? <br />Mother superior: Hindi, ayoko lang may nakikiaalam sa gamit ko!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Ice cream ba talaga yung inendorse in Pacquiao sa TV ad nya na Nestle Ice Cream? Akala ko kasi, softdrinks. Kasi, sabi nya, &quot;Oh mga bata, Mirinda na!&quot; <br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />A priest at a church. <br />Lady: Father, ang gwapo at cute mo naman! Bakit ka pa kasi nagpari? <br />Priest: Dahil ayaw pumayag ng magulang ko na magmadre ako! Bruha!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Pedro: Alam mo, yung pusa namin, kahit nakalagay sa lamesa at walang takip ang ulam namin, hindi kinakain! <br />Juan: Maniwala ako?! <br />Pedro: Totoo! <br />Juan: Ano ba ang ulam nyo? <br />Pedro: Asin!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Nurse: Miss, gising na! <br />Patient: Ah, bakit? <br />Nurse: Oras na ng pag-inom ng gamot. <br />Patient: Anong gamot? <br />Nurse: Sleeping pills.<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Boy Guwapo + Girl Ganda = Perfect Couple. <br />Boy Guwapo + Girl Panget = True Love. <br />Boy Panget + Girl Ganda = Galing Diskarte. <br />Boy Panget + Girl Panget = SUKOB!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Ama: Bakit ka umiiyak? <br />Anak: Pumasa po kasi ako sa test. Huhuhu! <br />Ama:
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<p> , magaling! Anong subject yun, anak? <br />Anak: Pregnancy test po itay!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***</p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Erap at Starbucks. <br />Erap: Waiter, isang kape nga! <br />Waiter: Sir, decaf ho ba? <br />Erap: Syempre! Bobo! Lahat ng kape, de cup! <br />Bakit, may nakaplato ba?!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Sa prusisyon.<br />Pari: Ang mga boys, sunod sa karo ni
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Bakla: Kami father, saan kami susunod? <br />Pari: Mga bruha! Follow me!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Pedro: Ang tapang talaga ni Paeng! Biro mo, tumalon sa eroplano nang walang parachute! <br />Leo: Ohh, totoo? Saan mo naman nabalitaan yan? <br />Pedro: Dun sa burol nya!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Anak: Inay, ang galing ng titser ko. <br />Inay: Bakit naman? <br />Anak: Tinuruan kami ng kagandahang asal. <br />Nanay: Eh di marunong ka nang gumalang at magpo at opo? <br />Anak: Natural! Tanga ka ba?<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Use &quot;Bampira&quot; in a sentence! Ahmm, Dodong. Pautang naman, meron ka bampira?! <br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />TUKMOL: Sino sa inyo ang matapang? Lumabas! <br />SIGA: Ako, matapang ako, bakit may problema ka? <br />TUKMOL: Wala po, survey lang ho. Ngayon, yung duwag naman ang lumabas!</p>
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<p> ako ng P50. <br />Nanay: P40? Ang laki naman ng P30! Anong gagawin mo sa P20? Akala mo madaling kumita ng P10? O, eto P5. <br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Boy1: Bakit mo ako sinuntok? <br />Boy2: Tinawag mo akong hipopotamus! <br />Boy1: Last year pa yon! Tarantado! <br />Boy2: Eh kanina ko lang nakita picture ng hippopotamus, bobo!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />May kwento ako tungkol sa lovelife ng ampalaya. Huwag na lang! Masyadong mapait!<br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Grabe! Biruin mo, 150,000 pesos daw, hot oil lang! 150,000 pesos ang rebonding! Sobra naman yang David&#8217;s Salon na yan! - Rapunzel. <br />************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ***<br />Hindi makapagtimpla ng juice si Inday. Tahimik lang syang nakatitig sa bote ng juice. Dahil nakasulat: Concentrate.</span><span>
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		<title>Here I am lord&#8230;.</title>
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<div><span>About </span><span>Rick Warren</span><span> (REMEMBER HE WROTE- the best-selling &quot;PURPOSE DRIVEN LIFE&quot;) </span></p>
<p>You will enjoy the new insights that <span>Rick Warren</span> has, with his wife now having cancer and him having great &quot;wealth&quot; from the book sales. This is an absolutely incredible, short interview with <span>Rick Warren</span>, &quot;Purpose Driven Life&quot; author and pastor of Saddleback Church in <span><span>California</span></span>. </p>
<p>In the interview by Paul Bradshaw with <span>Rick Warren</span>, Rick said: </p>
<p>People ask me, What is the purpose of life? And I respond: In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven. </p>
<p>One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body&#8211; but not the end of me. </p>
<p>I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillions of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act - the dress rehearsal. God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity. </p>
<p>We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn&#8217;t going to make sense. </p>
<p>Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you&#8217;re just coming out of one, or you&#8217;re getting ready to go into another one. </p>
<p>The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort. </p>
<p>God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy. </p>
<p>We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that&#8217;s not the goal of life. The goal is to grow in character, in Christ likeness. </p>
<p>This past year has been the greatest year of my life but also the toughest, with my wife, Kay, getting cancer. </p>
<p>I used to think that life was hills and valleys - you go through a dark time, then you go to the mountaintop, back and forth. I don&#8217;t believe that anymore. </p>
<p>Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it&#8217;s kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life. </p>
<p>No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on. </p>
<p>And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for. </p>
<p>You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems. </p>
<p>If you focus on your problems, you&#8217;re going into self-centeredness, &quot;which is my problem, my issues, my pain.&quot; But one of the easiest ways to get rid of pain is to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others. </p>
<p>We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal Kay or make it easy for her. </p>
<p>It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has strengthened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people. </p>
<p>You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life. </p>
<p>Actually, sometimes learning to deal with the good is harder. For instance, this past year, all of a sudden, when the book sold 15 million copies, it made me instantly very wealthy </p>
<p>It also brought a lot of notoriety that I had never had to deal with before. I don&#8217;t think God gives you money or notoriety for your own ego or for you to live a life of ease. </p>
<p>So I began to ask God what He wanted me to do with this money, notoriety and influence. He gave me two different passages that helped me decide what to do, II Corinthians 9 and Psalm 72. </p>
<p>First, in spite of all the money coming in, we would not change our lifestyle one bit. We made no major purchases. </p>
<p>Second, about midway through last year, I stopped taking a salary from the church. </p>
<p>Third, we set up foundations to fund an initiative we call &quot;The Peace Plan&quot; to plant churches, equip leaders, assist the poor, care for the sick, and educate the next generation. </p>
<p>Fourth, I added up all that the church had paid me in the 24 years since I started the church, and I gave it all back. It was liberating to be able to serve God for free. </p>
<p>We need to ask ourselves: Am I going to live for possessions? Popularity? </p>
<p>Am I going to be driven by pressures? Guilt? Bitterness? Materialism? Or am I going to be driven by God&#8217;s purposes (for my life)? </p>
<p>When I get up in the morning, I sit on the side of my bed and say, God, if I don&#8217;t get anything else done today, I want to know You more and love You better. God didn&#8217;t put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He&#8217;s more interested in what I am than what I do. </p>
<p>That&#8217;s why we&#8217;re called human beings, not human doings. </p>
<p>Happy moments, PRAISE GOD. <br />Difficult moments, SEEK GOD. <br />Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD. <br />Painful moments, TRUST GOD. <br />Every moment, THANK GOD. </p>
<p>This is beautiful food for the soul. A friend sent it to me, and I would like to share it with you.&nbsp; </p>
<p>Have a great week ahead.</p></div>
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		<title>13 SNEAKY THINGS I do with my Papa Toto</title>
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<p>1) Not to stay up late with the PC&#8211;guess what???</p>
<p>2) Philippines family tax <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>3) Trimming his plants&#8211;just like what I did with his dragon maple tree. When he found out sabi niya- Looks like this tree got sick very bad.</p>
<p>4) Posting picture of him in uniform on-line.</p>
<p>5) Tried to hold him with my cold hands..its funny when he is doing it but when I do it to him. He gets upset..I still do it anyway.</p>
<p>6) Scaring him when it his alone time.</p>
<p>7) Pour cold water at him while he is taking shower&#8212;I got the idea from him.</p>
<p> <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt='8)' class='wp-smiley' /> Quit buying junk from the garage sale at magaling akong mag-tago ha!ha!ha! You should see my guest room.</p>
<p>9) He dont like it when he watch TV and left for CR&nbsp; I change the channel to TFC. eh binabalik ko naman pag tapos niya.</p>
<p>10) Not to hang out with younger filipinas&#8230;guess what??</p>
<p>This is all I can think of sneaky things I do with my hubby. Mas sneaky pa kasi ang asawa ko..pero minsan pag nakaka-score big time. Balik na lan kao pag may na-isip pa akong iba.</p>
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		<title>Jan.2007 round up</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whew its 31 Jan. what happen to the 30 days ???&nbsp; January for me was rainy, snowy, partly sunny and freezing! My Bianca Ann got sick a few times&#8211;and Momma too right now I got a stuffed nose (lalong lumapad ilong ko&nbsp; whuaaaa!!)</p>
<p>Let me see if I remember what we did this January:</p>
<p>1- Michiko, Rc, Olivier and Vincent heads home to Oregon after spending 3 night with us. Then it snowed on the evening&#8230;</p>
<p>2- Clean the house again&#8230;wash all the beddings, wipes door handles etc. Then played with the snow outside.</p>
<p>3- Snow were melting. Drove to Bianca Ann dancing lesson&#8211;her first dancing lesson of the year. There was only 3 kids made it to the class out of 9 kids. Got the breadmaker I ordered for Billys Christmas gift. It was backordered.</p>
<p>4- Billy use his new Cuisinart breadmaker. He made a Raisin bread then tried to make a Banana NUt bread after an hour but the breadmaker was not working. Billy plug the BM it was not working&#8211;lights were off. He called the company &#8211;they said we need to return it. he was so dissapointed. The next day he tried to use it again making a Dill weed bread it works!!! my Hubby is a CRAZY bread maker indeed!!!</p>
<p>6- Seahawks Day! we invited our neighbor Eric,Tina&nbsp; and Hannah thier 3 yo girl for a foottball dinner and playdate in our house. Our house smells good with all the bread Billy made. SEAHAWKS WIN over Dallas. yahoo!!!</p>
<p>8- MOnday no swiming class&#8211;snow on the road.</p>
<p>9- Snowed again&#8230; about an inch&#8212;</p>
<p>10- Dancing Lesson day&#8230;snow is melting so thought its ok&nbsp; to drive. 3 minutes away from the shool it starts to hail. I was scared and freak out&#8230;drove on it I slide twice. First when I was trying to stop on a stop light and when trying to turn right. I called my hubby , He said I am fine. Got in dancing school&#8211;there was only 5 kids. Most of the mother who were there were freaking out driving on&nbsp; the snow. One of the hubby called to pick them up but could not make it up the hill. I started to worry too&#8212; I took my cell and was ready to call my hubby to NAG about the snow and he better pick us. I got a voicemail&#8211; it was Billy telling me that he is 3 minutes away&#8211;he is going to pick us up.&nbsp; We left the Explorer at the dancing school parking lot overnight. My hubby said that on his way to school there was a lot of cars on the side of the road&#8212;slip from the slushy road.</p>
<p>11- My beloved Tatang 64th birthday. He was 30 years old when I was born. Picked Explorer from the parking lot.</p>
<p>13- It was snowing! The weather forecast did not say about the snow on saturday. We are supposed to go to Seattle for the Railroad Roadshow due to snow we just attended a dinner in Edmonds from a Baseynon couple who knows my brother Charlie. Driving home was scary &#8212; 2 inches snow on the road&#8230; the road was up then down&#8230; got lodt cause we could make it to turn right because of the road condition. Thanks GOD for the GPS&#8230; Billy even helped a woman&#8211;she was trying to go home here house was up the hill but she was sliding down. Billy told here to step on the break and let him drove the van. My hubby is a hero-!!!! Disco escapade in Tulalip casino with Hazel, Trey and April.</p>
<p>14- SEAHAWKS VS CHICAGO BEARS for the Championship&#8211;Seahawks lost&#8230;hu!hu!hu! did not watched the game because me and Terry went to play Bingo at the Tulalip Bingo. She won 200 dollars and shared the 100.00 with me. Nice of her&#8212; send dayon for Pinas ;-). for my sister Gasul, new gas stove and her hubby medicine.</p>
<p>15- Martin Luther King Jr. day &#8211;a HOLIDAY!!! went to the raildroad roadshow in Seattle Pacific center. It was fun&#8230; seen different designs and style of trains. From the biggest (toy train), longest to the tiniest train I ever seen&#8230;</p>
<p>16- Got an offline YM message from Mana Nene that Mr. Edgar Isidro died from a Massive Heart attack at the hospital.</p>
<p>17- First swiming lesson of the year. Missed the first two session due to snow condtion.</p>
<p>20- Me and Bianca Ann went swimming on the pool at the LS HIgh School pool. We played at the pool for 2 hours&#8230;she got a raisin palm and sole. <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>21 - Went to Church with Maya and kids at the Our Lady of Perpetual Help. I helped her with the Sunday school., while Bianca Ann is with the Toddlers with Christ. </p>
<p>22- First day of her EXPLORERS Class at the Childrens Museum in Everrett. Its a once a week class for a month, every Monday for $50.00 I signed up for 2 months $90.00. WE got there late on the first day &#8212; but had fun! Lots of hands on arts, and 2 books reading. Went to ROSS with Hazel afterwards&#8211;then went straight to the swimming lesson at 5 pm.</p>
<p>24- We were late for the book reading in Snohomish library (no Kidding ha!ha!ha!) I just late Bianca Ann played with the toddlers PC game and played at the parks afterwards. It was a sunny day. Bianca Ann was complaining about her left ear hurts.</p>
<p>25_ Doc Appointment. Findings she got an ear and eye infection. Got an antibiotic for both. Then we went at the Everrett Naval base pier to fed the seagulls. Receive the jar of YUMMY ginamos from Gretchen. I thought at first it was bomba&#8211; no name of sender. I was shaking the box and wondering what was inside. When I finally open it and the smells OHHHHHHHHHHH the GINAMOS from Philippines. Gretchen Mom sends us both a 2 jar of ginamos (tag-usa mi), timplado with sili and lemon pa gyud. Billy went to the kitchen asking what was in the box and the SMELL!!! ha!ha!ha! Thank so you so much Gretchen and GOD BLESS Your MOmma hearts for thinking about me. I owe you one&#8230;</p>
<p>27- Winterblast at our Erics kids school, Northshore Academy. They had carnival games and bouncy. Then the hubbys Eric and BIlly went to the Computer store to get the remaining stuff they needed to built/finish the Hardrive and a VISTA software. while the wives ( Maya and Me) with the kids went shopping yehaha!! at the Mall. Came home Eric built our new hardrive with a neon light. </p>
<p>28- Went to church all by myself. I saw Mike my Mana Nene chat mate. I was laughing cause nagkanda-haba ang leeg niya trying to look for me.</p>
<p>29- Museum day with a Musical Instrument theme.&nbsp; Made it on time, and park next to the building too. Swimming day too, got her swimming report card and looks like my child still needs to work with her back float. She is improving!!! Been on the blowfish since last June 2006.</p>
<p>30- Beddings wash day. Eric came over&nbsp; (THANKS GOD!!) to finish&nbsp; downloading all the programs we needed and my YM too. He even played with my YM last night.</p></p>
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<h1><strong><span><span>&nbsp; &nbsp; </span>I was deeply saddened to hear the news about the sudden death of Mr. Edgar Isidro.
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span><span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Mr. Edgar Isidro was such an intelligent person with a heart of gold. He has been an inspiration to me and among all who’s been under his class/teachings. Looking back in my college days he did not only teach us about the subject &#8212; but also inspire us to do or think more, he was a self-confidence booster. For me he was a great, fun loving teacher/instructor, full of energy, a good friend and an awesome confidant. I do look up to him of his wisdom about life.<span>&nbsp; </span>The wonderful moments and laughter I had with him will be in my heart forever. He will be terribly missed by me.
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span><span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span>He plays a big part of my college life and love life. A few times that I needed his helped—he was there for me.<span>&nbsp; </span>I got my very first job (2 days) after college graduation because of him. He refers me to work at Atty. Togonon Law office as a secretary.<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;</span>He was one of my consultants about my first stage of my relationship with my husband (then pen pal) and me. He was the one who made my “Consent to marry my fiancé” letter for the US Embassy when I was working with my fiancée visa.
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span><span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span>You have my deepest sympathy. When I go visit Calbayog someday &#8212; (he was been looking forward of my visit to Calbayog also) I will make sure to stop by at his gravesite, to let him know I am back to see him. (<span style="color: #3300cc">This last sentence brought tears in my eyes&#8230;If i have seen this coming I could have give earlier the video camera that he requested and enclosed money on the Christmas Card. Only GOD knows when is our&nbsp; last day on earth&#8230;May&nbsp; his soul rest in peace.)</span></span></strong></p>
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<p><strong><span>Jessica Conejos Brightwell and family</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span><span style="color: #3300cc">I asked Mana Nene to buy a&nbsp; fresh flower arrangement for me for Mr. Isidro&#8217;s funeral and&nbsp; print the Condolence letter to enlcosed in the Sympathy card.</span></span></strong></p>
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		<title>Farewell to a Beloved  College Instructor and a friend!</title>
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<p><strong><span>It’s been 5 days now since I learned the death of one of my best college instructor in my BSBA course. He was our instructor in most of my Marketing and Management subject, and our class and club advisor one time.
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<p><strong><span>His name is Mr. Edgar &quot;BOY&#8217; Isidro.&nbsp; He has a great personality and intelligent person. I do like him so much. I do look up to him how he sees life and how we should react to what happens in our life.
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<p><strong><span>I had so much unforgettable hilarious encounter with him. I feel so comfortable talking to him about anything, and him sharing his gay life to me. So comfortable that I consulted him every decision I made in school life and love life and share about my thoughts.
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<p><strong><span>Here are my few moments with him and what he said about me:</span></strong><strong><span>
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>1)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>When I was on my junior year in BSBA –Albert the president of our Department convinced me run as a secretary for the SBO. I talk to Mr. Edgar about it—he said go for it. I did run and loss the SBO election<span>&nbsp; </span>(maybe because when we were doing the classroom campaign, I chewed some students butt for making fun of us while we are talking on the front. I guess they expect me to be nicer because I am running for an office—NO WAY!) No biggie for me to lose the SBO election because deep inside I know it was there loses not mine. After the first session of the SBO meeting&#8211;SBO officers approached me convincing to be an executive secretary. Consult Sir about it—he said: I ran and had an election did not make it just stay away from it.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>2)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>I made him upset one time. He invited a guest to talk about Cooperative in our Cooperative Marketing and asked to listen and pay attention. After his class is a Math subject&#8212; silly me still got no Math assignment so I borrowed my classmate, copied it, the whole time the guest was talking on the front. Here comes Mr. Isidro after he walks the guest speaker out the door.<span>&nbsp; </span>So disappointed with our behavior during the class&#8212; so upset he even cursed at me!! He did not mention my name but he mentions what I was doing. I feel so guilty we did not talk for a few months he was ignoring me during class recitation and did not bother to get his attention. I don’t know what happen but we became friends again and I respect him more.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>3)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>One time I was at our department lobby— chatting with my classmates in a loud voice and my famous hearty laugh. Mr. Isidro from nowhere came out from a classroom—commenting that you could tell Jessica is here. We can hear her from my classroom.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>4)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>See my penmanship is not that good but its readable…with my subject we do a lot of essay writing test. Mrs. Bergado our College Dean and one of our Marketing instructors told us on front that she is after a good handwriting rather than the contents. It gives her headache to read a not so good penmanship. But with Mr. Isidro who loves essay test also- it was the other way&#8212; he was after the mind/thoughts of the writer not the penmanship. He inspired me to study harder and tried my best to have a good penmanship&#8212;to avoid of giving him headache </span></strong><strong><span><span>J</span></span></strong><strong><span>
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<p> You can tell that he reads your paper cause he circled all the good points and he adds notes if you lack some wordings.</p>
<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>5)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>When I start writing Billy and had some problems—told him about it he said, “It happens”. Then come the decision should I go to Bahrain with Billy without any assurance of getting married, be with him on a strange place. He told me to go&#8212; this your chance to go out of Philippines. A few months after Billy and me got married in Guam encounter some issues&#8212; called him and confided about it. He said just be strong, and pray for Guidance you will pass the trials of life.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>6)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>2001 I went home to Philippines from Bahrain, to process my Fiancée Visa.<span>&nbsp; </span>He was the TTMIST President Executive Secretary that time. I asked him to write me “Consent to marry my Fiancé letter”—he was so good that I got approved with my Fiancée Visa (chika!!) Nag lambing nang pang –snack gave him 500.00. He even asked me for a video camera if I made it to the USA.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>7)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>He was our class advisor and one of the instructors of marketing class. He informed us there would be no final exam but we are going to have a picnic<span>&nbsp; </span>(contribution) by the falls in Gandara. Isnt’ that SWEET!!
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span> <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt='8)' class='wp-smiley' /> <span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>We were practicing for a within school choir competition&#8212; I was singing thought I was doing well. He came to me said. Jessica I guess it would do better to the group if you just lip-synchs. Ha!ha!ha! He was right…
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>9)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; </span></span></strong><strong><span>On our post graduation celebration, we had a picnic at the Bagacay Beach resort with the class under his advisory. Actually it was a night swimming picnic, my first swimming at the nighttime. Got some confrontation with my crush&#8212;“ kinikilig ako”. He said he likes me too…I talked to Sir about what my crush had just told me— he told me to: Stay away from him…his life is much too complicated for you. He was right; the guy has a child from his girlfriend and with a chick boy attitude.
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>10)<span>&nbsp;</span></span></strong><strong><span>During the graduation practice he chooses me to be the attendance caller/checker. Make use of my loud voice and he give me go signal is it all right to sing the graduation song too. But I do better on lip-synch. </span></strong><strong><span><span>J</span></span></strong><strong><span>
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<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong>11)<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; </span></strong><strong><span>Mr. Edgar refers me to work with Atty. Isagani Togonon at his Togonon and Togonon Law and Accounting offices as a secretary. I got a real job 2 days after graduating college! Isn’t that cool.<span>&nbsp; </span>No application or resumes submitted&#8212; I was so grateful of&nbsp; his recommendation and am sure I made him proud for doing a great job at work. chika <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></strong></p>
<p class="MsoBodyText"><strong><span>12) While I was working at the Law office I meet a client who a happens to be Mr. Isidro student.&nbsp; We were chatted while waiting for the Attorney&#8212; we kinda asked each other name. and she said..&quot;Ohhh you are the Jessica Conejos that Mr. Isidro talking about&quot;. I said what was he was talking about me? She said that Mr. isidro use me an example during his class, that Jessica might&nbsp; be a TALKATIVE but when you call her during&nbsp; the class recitation she TALKS A LOT TOO!</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoBodyText">13) Last Christmas…I sent him a Christmas card, my Mana Nene hand it to him at his office at the Calbayog City Hall, where he was working. My sister said that when she handed the Christmas card to him—he jokingly said just a Christmas card?? And ask again WHEN I will be going to visit Calbayog… my sister told him that I will be going to visit Calbayog soon.<span>&nbsp; </span>And he said&#8212; he’s been hearing of my homecoming but no Jessica shows up&#8230;:-P</p>
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		<title>WELCOME 2007!</title>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>SO THANKFUL CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEARS PARTY IS OVER!!! BOY WE WERE EXHAUSTED, OVERWHELMED AND STRESSED OUT&#8230; FEELS GOOD TO HAVE MY NOT SO BUSY LIFE BACK! NEWEEZ&#8230;</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>NEW YEAR’S EVE PARTY WAS A BLAST! HAD FRIENDS FROM OREGON AND NEIGHBORS OVER WELCOMING THE NEW YEAR. THOUGH FEW FRIENDS DID NOT MAKE IT—SUCH AS MARCY; APRIL, SANDRA AND GRETCHEN AND HER FAMILY DUE TO BRANDON’S HEALTH PROBLEM…AM GLAD BRANDON IS IN A GREAT HEALTH AGAIN.</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>WHILE WAITING FOR THE MIDNIGHT—MANA NENE MY OLDER SISTER, SHE IS A SINGLE MOM WITH AN 18&nbsp; YEARS OLD DAUGHTER- ASKED ME IF I HAVE AN AVAILABLE GUY FOR HER.<span>&nbsp; </span>SHE’S BEEN BUGGING ME TO GET HER A KANO FOR AWHILE ..TOLD HER YES I DO HAVE BUT HE IS ONLY 14 YEARS OLD. WE BOTH HAD A BIG LAUGH! I WENT DOWNSTAIRS TO TELL MY FRIENDS/GUEST WHAT I JUST TOLD TO MY SISTER.THEY THOUGTH IT WAS HILARIOUS. THEN ONE OF BILLY’S GUEST HIS NAME IS MIKE—58 YEARS OLD, WORKS IN POST OFFICE.<span>&nbsp; &nbsp;</span>ASKED ME HOW OLD IS MY SISTER- TOLD HIM HER AGE, AND HE SAID HE IS SINGLE AND AVAILABLE AND WOULDLOVE TO SEE MY SISTER! I GRAB HIS HAND AND GUIDE HIM UPSTAIRS TO SHOW HIM WHAT MY SISTER LOOKS LIKE ON THE WEB CAMERA. HE LIKES HER AND THEY CHATTED FOR MORE THAN 2 HOURS. MIKE WAS CHATTING WITH MY SISTER WHILE WE WERE ENJOYING THE FIREWORKS…</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>MIKE MADE IT TO OUR NEW YEARS TOAST IN OUR GARAGE. BILLY’S NEW YEAR RESOLUTION IS TO QUIT SMOKING THIS YEAR. INSHALLAH! HE IS WORKING ON IT… AM SO THANKFUL NO ONE GOT HURT WHILE WE HAD THE FIREWORKS&#8230; AND KIDS WERE SO CAREFUL HANDLING THE SPARKLERS.</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span>MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION??? NOPE I DON’T DO NEW YEAR RESOLUTION. I HAVE THIS RITUAL THINGY, BEEN DOING IT- I GUESS FOR MORE THAN 10 YEARS NOW&#8212; I WROTE A WISH LIST FOR MY NEW YEAR WISH—10 OR 12 OF THEM. I KEEP/TUCKED THEM AWAY FOR THE WHOLE YEAR. THEN OPEN AND READ THEM ON THE NEW YEARS EVE TO CHECK THE WISH THAT COME TRUE.<span>&nbsp; </span>I DID ALWAYS END MY WISH LIST—ASKING FOR A BLESSING THROUGH JESUS CHRIST, OUR LORD –AMEN!</span></p>
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		<title>My Christmas part 2</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong>What we got for her?? Mine first&#8212; I gave her a Princess Aurora cuddly pillow and 2 sets of princess pork and spoon. A crayon Paydooh set, bouncy ride ball, Doodle, first learning Leap Pad. I just end up keeping the 2 more gifts the Princess tea set and A set of Little pet shop, saving it for her 4th birthday next year INSHALLAH! . My hubby found the missing gift on the garage where I hide them he!he!he!he! </strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong>Billy got her: train and a Princess lamp. You should see her when she open and finds out it was a Princess lamp. She SCREECHED so loud!!! And I got it on my video camera—it was hilarious. I am planning to send it to ABC for the Home funniest Video. We played the video a few times last night and were so funny!!! You can notice/hear my laughter on the movie.</strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong>For our anniversary&#8212; Billy replaced the family room carpet floor with wooden floor. Took him and Jimmy a day to do it. An entertainment set in living room—where we move our TV since we don’t use the living room that much. Got NO TV to watch now when I am cooking in the kitchen&#8212;- 3 sets of picture frame for the family room. A DVD movie THE NOTEBOOK! We watched it I cried again…this is my second time of watching this movie-first with my girlfriends at the movie house last year—still makes me cries. Sigh…I love this movie&#8211;</strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>What I got for my birthday and Christmas??? From friends first: Hazel got me a lovely shoulder bag. Sokhaley got me a $50.00 Target gift card., Lita got me a Florida spoon rest; Lanie a box of Elizabeth Arden perfume, last year she got me a Burberry perfume just use it once—he!he!he! My Papa Toto got me a 20 inches flat screen monitor for my computer (wish it was a whole NEW set </span><span><span>J</span></span><span> of computer &#8211;) 3 set of PJs,<span>&nbsp; </span>a massager and a digital camera: Power<span>&nbsp; </span>Shot Canon A640—10 mega pixels with a detachable flash and lens…for me its fancy and heavy scared to use it. Not ideal for everyday use. All I wanted was another Kodak camera (light would be better) that I can throw in my purse and go. With my new camera means. I have to start all over again—read the instruction and figure it out with the entire detachable lens and flash…OH WELL—I guess I have to deal with it and BE HAPPY of WHAT I GOT! I can’t wait to use it for my Philippines vacation someday he!he!he! This is my 4th camera so far he!he! he! Billy got me my very first camera last 1997 I forgot the brand, then 1999 a Pentax still works, last 2003 my first Digital Kodak camera –(worn out) and this year a Canon.</span></strong></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong>I was so touched with Bianca Ann—after we got done with all the gift&#8211; she hand me this gift bag and kissed me saying Happy Birthday Mama and Merry Christmas!!! Me and Billy look at each other wondering what’s in the gift bag, Billy says he don’t know NO IDEA.<span>&nbsp; </span>I dig in see what’s inside of the gift bag: IT WAS A BAG OF HER SMALL OLD TOYS&#8212; SHE MADE A GIFT BAG FOR ME!!! My precious child&#8212; I give her a hugged and kissed for her thoughtfulness. She even stuffed her Papa stockings with my hair clip and her small old toys. Asked her father to check the stockings.</strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>I did receive a lot of text messages, phone calls and voice messages for the miss calls, sent and left me a birthday/Christmas </span><span><span>J</span></span><span> messages/greetings in my friendster- THANK YOU ALL!!! Knowing that a lot of people  (friends and family) loves me and remembers my day—makes me feel GOOD and so LOVED. YOU HAVE MADE my 34<sup>th</sup> birthday and 5<sup>th</sup> wedding Anniversary a wonderful one! I THANK THE GOD EVERYDAY FOR ALL OF YOUR FRIENDSHIP, KINDNESS AND THOUGHTFULNESS. APPRECIATE&#8212; GOD BLESS YOU ALL!</span></strong></p>
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		<title>My Christmas &#8230;prt 1</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 0.8em"><strong>Our Christmas…the celebration started on Friday 22<sup>nd</sup> of December. Our friend Dan and his wife Terry came over to give Bianca Ann their Christmas gift. Dan in a Santa Claus suit!!! Yes he did and he does indeed looks real. Bianca Ann did not notice a thing.<span>&nbsp; </span>I thought that was a COOLEST Christmas gift. Santa came over to give his gift in person!!!. A fellow Calbayognon Marcy Cardenas Beam and her 2 girls; Hazel and hubby were here. So I end up cooking tinolang manok with papaya and pechay, paksiw and roasted dried bolinao for Pinoys—and Spaghetti, Salad and garlic for the American&#8212; a lot of work and left over <img src='http://jckabrightwell.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 0.8em"><strong>My birthday party went fine…I had 4 families came over.<span>&nbsp; </span>I made biko, pansit and menudo. Billy did the roast beef and ham. Sokhaley brought a salad and dinner rolls. Hazel her veggies fried lumpia were good.<span>&nbsp; </span>April (the only white girl among Asian girls—he!he!he!) made a veggies platter and potato salad. Jimmy and his 2 kids JJ and Jason came too. Bianca Ann as usual helped me blow my birthday candle—Billy forgot to get a birthday candle. So I use my old Number 3 from last year and use 4 regular birthday candles. We did karaoke&#8230; good thing we moved the TV in our living room so we don’t have to worry our neighbor next door (their master bedroom is close to our family room where we put the TV before. Hazel sings good&#8212;but she just keep getting a lower score—here I am singing out of tune and loud –gets higher score for some reason…ha!ha!ha! I do need to fix my magic sing to professional level - had a hard time figuring out&#8211; its been awhile since the last time I use it—that would be last July 2006. WE did had a tons of left over (after all the balutan-) again my fridge were full of it! I even put most of the left over on a Ziploc to save space. I went to bed almost 2 am—feeling ko nasa Pinas din ako. We use to stay up till 5 am on Christmas day.</strong></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 0.8em"><strong>Christmas day! I woke up at 9 am—Billy was cleaning up in the kitchen—wiping off counter tops. I did most of it before I went to bed. Just kissed, greet my hubby a Merry Christmas and Happy anniversary, drink water and went back upstairs to get ready for the 10 o’clock Christmas mass at St. Michael Church.<span>&nbsp; </span>After the Mass around 11:30 am Billy drove around Snohomish to look for a Place to eat for lunch&#8212;ALL were CLOSE!! We just went home and had left over. Thanks GOD!!!</strong></span></p>
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<p><span><strong><span style="font-size: 0.8em">Bianca Ann been bugging to open the Christmas gift by the time we get home from church—keep telling her we need to eat first so we will have energy to open the gift- WE ARE STARVING!!! Oh Santa Papa Toto got her a battery-operated train—she loves it!!<span>&nbsp; </span>Bianca Ann got a lot of Christmas gifts (let me guess why? ha!ha!ha!) She got one Barbie Doll –(from) 12 dancing princess and a cuddly stuffed cat I guess from same movie too. She called it striper. Her Ninang Lita from Jacksonville,Fl sent it for her. She also got a set of Hello Kitty outfit from her Ninong Brendan in Italy. A check gift from her Ninang Lanie in Maryland. An outfit from her Ninang Sokhaley&#8212; a box for painting/drawing from her Auntie Hazel (friendster).<span>&nbsp; </span>A 12 Dancing princess tea set from Marysa, Maliyah and Darian.</span></strong></span></p>
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