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<title>The Thing I Don&#x27;t Understand About The Opposite Sex Is...</title>
<description>  &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;We had a &#x22;controversial&#x22; warm up question at the Fort today.&#x26;nbsp; It brought a lot of laughs and loaded comments.&#x26;nbsp; I thought of blogging about it so you too can add your two cents worth!&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Question:&#x26;nbsp; The Thing I don&#x27;t understand about the opposite sex is...&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;Here are some answers that came up:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);&#x22;&#x3E;from women:&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;The thing I don&#x27;t understand about the opposite sex is ...&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;1)&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; ...where are they?!?&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;img style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png&#x22;&#x3E; haha&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;2)  &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp; ...how they can easily walk away. &#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;img style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/unlove.png&#x22;&#x3E;(loaded!)&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;3)&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; ...how they can be so clueless.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;from men:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 255);&#x22;&#x3E;The thing I don&#x27;t understand about the opposite sex is...&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;1)&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; ...why they say one thing but mean another&#x26;nbsp; (aray)&#x3C;img style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;2)&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; ...why they expect me to read their minds.&#x26;nbsp; (&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;we forget about #3)&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;So send your comments. &#x3C;br&#x3E;And let&#x27;s see what men and women really think!&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 8 Mar 2008 14:03:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Pugsy Nuggets</title>
<description>        Ever since Pugsy came, our lives have not been the same.&#x26;nbsp; Pugsy is the wisest dog that ever lived.&#x26;nbsp; He may even launch his own website called &#x22;The World according to Pugsy&#x22;.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;He&#x27;s the only Blogging Dog I know. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(255, 204, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;Here is Pugsy&#x27;s guide to understanding the difference between &#x3C;br&#x3E;Human Males &#x26;amp; Females:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 204, 51);&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;br&#x3E;Pugsy: &#x22;Humans are fascinating creatures.&#x26;nbsp; Much more complicated than us dogs.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;What&#x27;s interesting is watching the Human Male relate to the Human Female.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;If you see the Human Male scratching his head, it&#x27;s not because he has fleas.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;It means his Male brain is trying to understand the Female brain. Again. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;He will not succeed.&#x22;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: times,times new roman,serif;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;1. Q. What&#x27;s the difference in the way Human Males &#x26;amp; Females communicate?&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; Pugsy&#x3C;img src=&#x22;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png&#x22;&#x3E;:&#x26;nbsp; In a conversation, Human Males go from Point A to&#x26;nbsp; Point B. And the sooner, the better. Period.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; Human Females , on the other hand, go from one point to &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbs...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:02:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Men Are Just Clu...Different!</title>
<description>      &#x26;nbsp;Valentine&#x27;s Day 2007 was the day&#x26;nbsp; Angelina Boni gave roses to Blog Pitt.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;a style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 102, 102);&#x22; href=&#x22;http://mariebonifacio.multiply.com/journal/item/24/Wife_of_Blog_Pitt&#x22;&#x3E; Click here&#x3C;/a&#x3E; for that story.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0); background-color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Here&#x27;s another tale:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;As I was raising my 3 young sons, I didn&#x27;t like the focus of Valentine to be romantic love.&#x26;nbsp; I was wary of Hallmark brainwashing them into some premature romantic notions specially as impressionable boys.&#x26;nbsp; So I would use the day as a time we could express love for a variety of people we cared for.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;Many times we would have dinner with the Murrells, us 2 sets of parents and 6 boys, and Deborah and I would take turns holding it in each other&#x27;s houses.&#x26;nbsp; There was a time I&#x27;d invite couples and all the married people would come in matching husband &#x26;amp; wife outfits.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;Other times I would invite Joey&#x27;s family or my relatives over.&#x26;nbsp; I&#x27;d have pink &#x26;amp; red motifs and infllatable lips as decor.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;But always I&#x27;d put heart shaped, candy sprinkled donuts on Joseph&#x27;s, David&#x27;s, Joshua&#x27;s breakfast plates and sneak little bags of Valentine candy(Ne...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 13:49:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Slumber-less  Party</title>
<description>    &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;As a UP Broadcast Communication student, I spent many sleepless nights cramming on homework, scripts, commercials, productions or just plain hanging out.&#x26;nbsp; 7 of us girls would camp out at my parents home or Annie&#x27;s home and &#x22;work&#x22; the night away.Those all nighters were great!&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; That must be why up to now I sleep so late.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;As teenagers, the night would go this way:&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;talk/talk/ munch/ munch&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/talk/ laugh/ talk/TALK/&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;TALK/ TALK/TALK&#x3C;/font&#x3E; &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;LAUGH/MUNCH/MUNCH/goof around/&#x3C;/font&#x3E; LOOK AT CLOCK/ realize it&#x27;s 2 am/&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;PANIC&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/ &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;WORK&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/ scribble/scribble/SILENCE/&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;tick tock/tick tock/talk/TALK&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/TALK/ LAUGH/ MORE LAUGHS/Talk of why there are no real men in UP Broad Comm/ scream/more screams/&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;talk&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;talk&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/ &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;TALK&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/laugh/share secrets/&#x26;nbsp; cry sniffsniff/analyze why guys are the way they are/ talk/ talk/&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;TALK&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/laugh/ cry sniff sniff/ talk/talk/TALK/ look at clock/realize it&#x27;s 4 am /&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-weight: bold;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;PANIC&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/ silence/ scribble/scribble/ tick tock/ tick tock/ &#x3C;font size=&#x22;2&#x22;&#x3E;talk&#x3C;/font&#x3E;/talk/laugh/munch/ munch/ talk/talk/TALK/ laugh/ more laughs/ munch/munc...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 9 Feb 2008 02:56:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Angelina Joshua</title>
<description>          &#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.mariebonifacio.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R5Qq4goKCC0AAFZIdHY1/images-8.jpg?et=Izh9j7%2BHbmccOW9u319Wkw&#x26;amp;nmid=&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;In the past I nick&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;named Joey &#x22;Blog Pitt&#x22; because of his handsome looks (naks) a&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;nd&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E; blog habits but little did I realize that another member of my family was going to be an Angelina Jolie look-alike. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Well, after Joshua&#x27;s basketball injury last night that required 9 injections (1 on each shoulder, the rest inside the mouth and lip area OUCH!) as well as 7 stitches, his lips have reached double Angelina Jolie&#x27;s lip&#x26;nbsp; proportions.(correction: 6 shots and 9 stitches).&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;a style=&#x22;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&#x22; href=&#x22;http://joshuabonifacio.multiply.com/journal/item/6&#x22;&#x3E;Joshua&#x3C;/a&#x3E; got accidentally head-butted in the mouth in a Sunday night basketball game.&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; Because he wears braces, the metal cut him on the inside&#x26;nbsp; too (oooo). So there was a lot of blood.&#x26;nbsp; He was not wearing his mouth guard this time. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Amazingly, the doctor that attended to him in the ER said that it was a good thing he wasn&#x27;t wearing his mouth guard.&#x26;nbsp; Because of the angle and the way he got hit, the mouth guard would have even added more serious complications to his head.&#x26;nbsp; I t...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 04:39:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Virtual Eating ( My Fasting Activity)</title>
<description>           &#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.mariebonifacio.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R4zPfgoKCC0AAA9BK@o1/images-2.jpg?et=%2CIUb8Zxo5rzQACIk2yREkg&#x26;amp;nmid=&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;I finally can post this because it&#x27;s Day 7 of our fast! )&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Call me a masochist but one of the &#x22;funnest&#x22; activities I enjoy during a fast is to look at food blogs or colorful, picture-filled recipe books.&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;This week,&#x26;nbsp; my nightly ritual has been to log on to YouTube&#x27;s Japanese Iron Chef&#x27;s reruns.&#x26;nbsp; I absolutlely looove them...the&#x26;nbsp; overacting, flashy dressed host who looks like he overdosed on sake, the abundance of fresh ingredients, the lights, the set, the whole drama of it all.&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; Watching those costumed chefs work up a storm in the kitchen,&#x26;nbsp; wrestling with live monstrous lobsters, roasting duck , steaming translucent-skinned dumplings, stirring pots of fragrant&#x26;nbsp; risotto like there was no tomorrow, make my stomach growl in noisy appreciation. The episode where they were making sushi almost made me wrap the white laptop last night in nori and dip it in soy sauce and wasabi.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;I drool-fully anticipate the part where the panel of judges get the&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E; enviable tas...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 02:52:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title> Beauty Secret for 2008</title>
<description>        Haha! What a title!&#x26;nbsp; But at least it got you reading ; &#x26;gt;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;I&#x27;ve got a beauty secret for 2008&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;and I&#x27;d like to share it with you.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;When my mom passed away some years ago, all those long months &#x3C;br&#x3E;in and out of the hospital, the grieving and sleepless nights&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;all took an emotional and physical toll on us siblings. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;I was staring at the mirror after still another late night &#x3C;br&#x3E;and I said &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;O God, I sure feel old and tired!!!&#x22;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Well this may sound weird but I got this reply in my heart :&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;Just like everyone, you&#x27;ll grow old&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;but you don&#x27;t ever have to worry about looking young.&#x22; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignleft&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.mariebonifacio.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R3zIBwoKCC0AAHgRCFk1/images.jpg?et=0wnKS1k991UiKs0AWZ2n6Q&#x26;amp;nmid=&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;It couldv&#x27;e been God or maybe wishful thinking or too much dope (NOT!!!)&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;So, believing that God cares for me soul, spirit and body, &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;I know He&#x27;s got some tips for us.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;Here&#x27;s the latest one:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; background-color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;1) Say Thank You 3x a Day&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;When you get up in the morning, when you eat lunch and when you eat dinner, pause ,&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;take a deep breath and think of what recent things you can thank God for already. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;&#x22;&#x3E;You can even do it...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 3 Jan 2008 08:48:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Package</title>
<description>      &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;Two pesos and fifty cents.&#x26;nbsp; That was all it cost..&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;So we bought 40&#x26;nbsp; of these empty plastic bottles.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;It was the 2nd&#x26;nbsp; Christmas season in Joey &#x26;amp; my marriage. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; My &#x22;mad scientist&#x22; husband had been tinkering with chemical formulas in our factory next door and together with his team had come up with:&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;1) a toilet bowl cleaner , &#x3C;br&#x3E;2) a laundry liquid detergent&#x26;nbsp; and &#x3C;br&#x3E;3) a liquid hand soap.&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;All pretty good.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;When you come from a family as big as mine (Antonios),&#x26;nbsp; Christmas can be pretty costly.&#x26;nbsp; That&#x27;s when creativity kicked in.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Hmm... I mused, &#x22;This year we will give personalized gifts.&#x22; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Each sibling will get his/her own set of soaps and cleaning products!&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So we got in touch with a plastic bottle supplier and &#x3C;br&#x3E;told him our need for empty bottles.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;Unfortunately, they had a minimum quantity (300 pcs and up) &#x3C;br&#x3E;which was way over our needs and budget.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;They did have some spare bottles that were someone&#x27;s &#x22;rejects&#x22;.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;We ...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 17:00:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>A Necessary Inconvenience (Christmas Blogovela # 2)</title>
<description>   &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: ms mincho,mincho;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;It&#x27;s almost Christmas and the activities have begun!&#x26;nbsp; I always want to try something new so I thought instead of having dinner in our usual dining room, what if i did a dinner party in the garage and convert it into an &#x27;authentic&#x22; manger theme?&#x26;nbsp; Pile on some hay, borrow (!) a cow, donkey, goat, pig(dress it up like a sheep) and put a manger there? &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Have everyone come in Bibleish head gear then have dinner by candlelight under the stars? (Have pita bread, hummus dip, kebabs,etc...)&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;That idea had to be scrapped the moment it was born.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Hay and candles don&#x27;t mix! (fire hazard) ,the neighbors might complain with all the mooing and the oinking, plus it seemed kind of cruel to have a cow and or pig watch us eat their fellow bretheren.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So back to the real manger scene and the original Christmas Story...&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;The truth is, if I were in Mary&#x27;s shoes (I mean sandals), I&#x27;d be offended.&#x26;nbsp; Here I am, a godly teenage girl, living a godly, peaceful life about to marry a godl...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 4 Dec 2007 02:53:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Urinola Story (Christmas Post #2)</title>
<description>         &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;It was going to be our 1st Christmas as husband and wife.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; I was 23 yrs. old and 5 months preggy in our tiny &#x22;John &#x26;amp; Marsha&#x22; railroad track home. We had a bedroom up the stairs and a mini kitchen/ living area below. The only bathroom was out of the house, so any middle of the night visits meant going down those rickety stairs, out to the laundry area (&#x22;over the river and through the woods &#x22;!)&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Joey and I had agreed that because of our financial situation (we had plunked all our savings and all our wedding money to help pay the Massacre mess),&#x26;nbsp; we would buy our families presents but not give each other gifts anymore.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;December came and we had a little starter Christmas tree, a tabletop version with twinkly lights.&#x26;nbsp; On Christmas Eve, our small pile of wrapped gifts for our families surrounded that tiny tree.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;While fixing the house, my eye saw something hidden.&#x26;nbsp; It was a big cube of a gift , more than 1 and a half foot high.Carefully wrapped in green and...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 09:00:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Room At The Inn  (Christmas Post #1)</title>
<description>        &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; It&#x27;s almost December.&#x26;nbsp; And if you live in Manila, pretty soon your calendar will be filling up with activities as families, loved ones and friends gather to celebrate. There&#x27;ll be traffic galore, malls and tiangges will be crowded. A busy time for a&#x26;nbsp; busy season.&#x26;nbsp; Frankly, most of it will have nothing to do with Jesus&#x27; birth.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;If I don&#x27;t watch it, it&#x27;s easy for me to develop a crowded mind and a crowded heart.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Almost like that first Christmas.&#x26;nbsp; Too busy for Jesus to come in. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;So at the start of the Christmas Season, it&#x27;s good to do some housecleaning.&#x26;nbsp; Both literal and spiritual.&#x26;nbsp; I want there to be room in my heart for Jesus when he knocks and asks to come in.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Here&#x27;s some Advent activities I plan to do:&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 204, 255); color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;1) Throw away&#x26;nbsp; Discouragement, Make Room for Hope&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;2) Get Rid of&#x26;nbsp; Envy, Get New Faith&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;3) Scrub off Hurts &#x26;amp; Offenses, Repolish the&#x26;nbsp; Love&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;&#x22;&#x3E;In my succeeding Christmas blogovelas, I&#x27;ll be focusing on these 3 points as my per...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 08:58:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>What Would You Say to Your Younger You?</title>
<description>      &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: times,times new roman,serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 51, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;This blog in a way, is for &#x201C;adults only&#x22;.&#x26;nbsp; Mainly because this question is addressed to people in their 20s, 30s,40s and beyond:&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Do you remember how you were&#x26;nbsp; at 13?&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; Or how you looked or behaved in high school ?&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I remember being a scrawny 13 year old&#x26;nbsp; wishing I could be as &#x201C;developed&#x201D; as my other friends.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;My mom would say, &#x201C; Just wait til you get older, you&#x2019;ll develop.&#x201D;&#x26;nbsp; (Well Ma, I&#x2019;m STILL waiting!)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I remember wrestling with all my monumental, life and death issues such as:&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x201D; What Will I Wear?&#x201D; &#x201C;What if I don&#x2019;t fit in?&#x201D; &#x201C;Who will my prom date be?&#x201D; &#x201C;What if I flunk Algebra?&#x2019; &#x201C;What if&#x26;nbsp; the whole world comes to an end?&#x26;nbsp; &#x201C;How come my friends can go but I can&#x27;t?&#x201D;&#x26;nbsp; &#x201C;Should I cheer for Ateneo or La Salle?&#x201D;&#x26;nbsp; &#x201C;What if I don&#x2019;t succeed?&#x201D; &#x201C;Will my sister really kill me if I &#x2018;borrow&#x2019; her stuff again?&#x201D;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Imagine all that time and energy I wasted on things that were so temporary!&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Inspired by an Oprah(!) magazine, I met with a group of lad...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 2 Nov 2007 05:13:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>I C U and God Cs U 2</title>
<description>       My only brother Randy has been in the ICU for 15 days now.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;He has COPD which is a chronic progressive lung condition although he never smoked.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;He was rushed to the emergency room one evening&#x26;nbsp; while Joey and I were in Japan. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Although I was happy to be traveling, my heart was very torn finding out my only big brother was miles and mountains away.&#x26;nbsp; By all accounts he ALMOST died that night as the doctors rushed to revive him.&#x26;nbsp; I would have flown if I had wings as the only way I knew how to get out was by cable car which closed at 5 pm and it was already 10 pm.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;By some miracle, my phone would have a signal now and then on that mountaintop in Japan while Joey&#x27;s phone (exactly like mine, same server too) never worked.&#x26;nbsp; That&#x27;s how I found out and so began to pray as the rest.&#x26;nbsp; I was so touched that&#x26;nbsp; David &#x26;amp; Joshua drove to the ER and stayed with my sister in law and my sisters on that crucial night.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);&#x22;&#x3E;By some miracle, as Randy&#x27;s life hung on a balance,...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 17:38:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Bebecoht</title>
<description>      &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;When we checked in our Tokyo hotel for our anniversary, the front desk said &#x22; Your room is all ready.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;So is the bebecoht.&#x22;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Bebecoht???&#x26;nbsp; We were wondering what that could be.&#x26;nbsp; Some room gadget?&#x26;nbsp; Maybe a midnight snack?&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;Well, when we entered our beautiful room, there it stood.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);&#x22;&#x3E;The bebecoht came with a soft, pastel yellow blanket with cute rabbit designs and matching pillows.&#x26;nbsp; And it stood right beside our bed. &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;The front desk said our&#x26;nbsp; reservations specifically m&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;http://mariebonifacio.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RxXUpwoKCqcAAGeNIMw1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignright&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.mariebonifacio.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RxXUpwoKCqcAAGeNIMw1/preggy%20meJPG.JPG?et=RRxgevV3ZtcnggSBKGFTgw&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;entioned&#x26;nbsp; a request for a crib! &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);&#x22;&#x3E;On our booking was written &#x22;baby cot required&#x22;.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;Haha! God has a sense of humor.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;(Hmm, or could it have been Joshua?)&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 16:00:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title> 1st Time Ever I Saw Your Face</title>
<description>                  &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;I met Joey by &#x22;volunteering&#x22;..&#x26;nbsp; I was working for &#x22;Bank C&#x22;.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;My&#x26;nbsp; job as&#x26;nbsp; Communications officer was to create and write a monthly in-house magazine for the branches to stay in touch.&#x26;nbsp; Remember this was the B.E&#x26;nbsp; era&#x26;nbsp; (Before Email).&#x26;nbsp; Prehistoric.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Fresh out of UP as a Broadcast Communication&#x26;nbsp; grad, my first work experience was as a tv announcer in Binondo on a cable tv channel that aired only stocks reports all the time.&#x26;nbsp; That was a short-lived stint.&#x26;nbsp; My eyes would glaze over as i had absolutely no interest in numbers or what these stocks and share prices meant.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So, not being interested in numbers, I next applied...at&#x26;nbsp; a&#x26;nbsp; bank.&#x26;nbsp; (Such is the logic of the female mind.)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;When this dignified, upright, banking institution asked me for proof of any professional&#x26;nbsp; written work I had done, I dug out an old notebook...my angsty collection of college poems.&#x26;nbsp; My&#x26;nbsp; writings depicted ramblings of love, h...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 16:19:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Joey is My 2nd Husband</title>
<description>  &#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;He is also my first.&#x26;nbsp; (You can stop holding your breathe now.)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;We first got married at a Greenhills church called Sanctuario de San Jose on October 2, 1982.&#x26;nbsp; (Yes, yes, we&#x27;re ancient.&#x26;nbsp; I know for some of you that&#x27;s the year you were born.)&#x26;nbsp; We liked each other&#x27;s company so much we decided to further seal the deal by getting married again in Christian rites on October 5, 1985.&#x26;nbsp; This turned out to be a smart move. If one of us&#x26;nbsp; should ever forget the first date there&#x27;s always the second date to celebrate.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;This year we will be married for 25 years.&#x26;nbsp; Hmm, maybe we should renew our vows at the Fort so we can say we first got married at&#x26;nbsp; San&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E; JOSE&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;  th&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;font-family: arial,helvetica; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;en had our 25th at fort BONIFACIO.&#x26;nbsp; That means we were united at ... &#x3C;font style=&#x22;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;Jose -&#x26;nbsp; Bonifacio&#x3C;/font&#x3E; ! Ha ha!&#x26;nbsp; How appropriate! (This is how my brain works at 1:45 am.)&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;My dad use to tell me this: &#x22;Marriage is like a dwelling ...with no Fire Exit. So you better make sure you build it right and you put out a...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 18:10:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>My CBN Asia Interview</title>
<description>I was invited to be a guest on the 700 Club Asia.  What an honor to be interviewed by no other but Coney!  I think my 10 seconds of fame airs tonight. (Haha!)
What touched my heart is how the whole crew gathered together for praise and worship on the set right before taping started.  So inspiring to have godly people in media!

The topic was about the power of mothers praying. As soon as I stepped on the set, I was transported back to my UP-IMC days when we did tv shows for class.

Although I was nervous and shivering (the studio was freezing!) siempre SMILE!
The interview was short so I hope I still made sense and blessed God and the vewers and my 2 (paid) relatives who will watch!  Coney, CBN, thanks for the</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 05:10:09 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Sister Act</title>
<description>By coincidence, Mae Perez and I donned similar outfits!  

Straight from my CBN interview I headed straight for dinner with those amazing, hard-working EN07  staff and volunteers.

These pictures were taken prior to our advanced viewing of &#x22;Bourne Ultimatum&#x22; at Gateway.  What a treat!  The movie&#x27;s</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 08:32:52 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Deborah: Chef de Jour</title>
<description>Deborah&#x27;s birthday is not until September 15, but since she won&#x27;t be back by then, Coney, Therese and I decided to come up with an advanced birthday celebration with some friends from the Fort.
Our theme: Chef of the Night! 

 Deborah&#x27;s such a great cook that Joseph my son FASTS from lunch if he knows we&#x27;re having dinner at the Murrells!  

So advanced Happy Birthday Deborah!  Bon</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 07:33:23 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>That Time of the Month</title>
<description>      &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;There&#x27;s something that happens to&#x26;nbsp; women every now and then.&#x26;nbsp; We go a little crazy.&#x3C;br&#x3E;Some blame it on the full moon.&#x26;nbsp; But we know it&#x27;s hormones.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;My sons know better than to deal with their mom when she goes psycho.&#x26;nbsp; Now they gingerly ask...&#x22;Are you about to have/ do you have/ have you just had...?&#x26;nbsp; PMS is a mystery to men.&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; They don&#x27;t know why the female species get weepy/mad/whacko all of a sudden.&#x26;nbsp; (You try having one, bud).&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Of course it doesn&#x27;t happen all the time.&#x26;nbsp; But it helps to be aware of it.&#x3C;br&#x3E;It&#x27;s good for us women to know that these feelings are &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 51, 255);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;temporary&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;We don&#x27;t have to live our lives riding on the roller coaster of our emotions. Our God and his promises are &#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;permanently&#x3C;/font&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(153, 51, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;/font&#x3E;with us regardless of how we feel.&#x26;nbsp; Thank God for that. He has promised never to leave us or forsake us even when the rest of the family feel like hiding in the next room til the storm has passed.&#x26;nbsp; Now that&#x27;s a brave God.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So husbands:&#x26;nbsp; Keep a...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 1 Jul 2007 13:30:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Kayak Anyone?</title>
<description>     &#x3C;a href=&#x22;/photos/hi-res/upload/RnZf-woKCqcAAGQbKOs1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;&#x3C;a href=&#x22;/photos/hi-res/upload/RnZf-woKCqcAAGQbKOs1&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;img class=&#x22;alignright&#x22; src=&#x22;http://images.mariebonifacio.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RnZf-woKCqcAAGQbKOs1/IMG_0040_2.JPG?et=B6QQ3tsTnCzm8Uwbkf1LEA&#x22; border=&#x22;0&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/a&#x3E;  &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; Blog Pitt, my hubby, has a new hobby-to-be.&#x26;nbsp; He wants us to go kayaking...on a &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22; size=&#x22;5&#x22;&#x3E;weekly&#x3C;/font&#x3E; basis.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;If you live in Manila where there are 12&#x26;nbsp; million people, finding a place to breathe, much less to kayak is quite a challenge.&#x26;nbsp; (And please do not tell me to go kayaking in the Pasig river!)&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; Frankly, there&#x27;s never a dull moment with Joey because he is always eager to try new things especially when it comes to health and exercise.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;I recall our roller-blading adventures as well as our ice-skating forays. (Yes, a few years ago I signed up for ice-skating lessons in megamall. I have my ice skates and still dream that one day I&#x27;ll go faster than 0 miles an hour.&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: comic sans ms;&#x22;&#x3E;I also have my pair of rollerblades, complete with knee pads, wrist and elbow guards from the days when Joey decided we all had to rollerblade en famille.&#x26;nbsp; I guess the family that rollerblades together, falls together.&#x26;nbsp; In traffic-congested Manila, we found our rollerblading haven in...a &#x3C;font size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E;cemete...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 09:30:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Unseen Crown</title>
<description>      &#x3C;font style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);&#x22; size=&#x22;3&#x22;&#x3E; As a Christian and a pastor&#x27;s wife, I&#x27;ve encountered all sorts of couselling situations. Some are easy, some are complex, but I always had that firm belief that God was in control, that nothing was impossible and that all things work out for the good of them that love Him.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;color: rgb(102, 102, 204);&#x22;&#x3E;Then came a situation that nearly broke my heart.&#x26;nbsp; A terrible crime had been done to an innocent party. And this injustice lasted 10 long years. It reminded me of that book&#x26;nbsp; title &#x22;Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People?&#x22;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;The fact that this situation happened to an honest to goodness godly family shocked me to my Christian roots.&#x26;nbsp; I felt very sad, furious and in a way, even offended at God. &#x22;Why God?&#x26;nbsp; How could You allow this to happen?&#x26;nbsp; I thought this stuff only happens to sinners? I thought You take care of your people? &#x22;&#x26;nbsp; I was angry at the unfairness of it all compounded by the realization that God saw the injustice yet allowed it to continue.&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I had no answers to give and...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 3 Jun 2007 13:12:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Blast from the Past: Joey&#x27; s Retro Bday</title>
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&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;Because a lot of those hippie 70&#x27;s get-ups and hairstyles were better left hidden in the dark!&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;So the evening of May 24 was really a throw back to that era...not only did it rain but the park blew a major fuse that caused a power outtage only&#x26;nbsp; where the party was.&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Pare, bad trip!&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;I guess the collective sight of these long haired (and scary-haired) creatures who were presumably pastors and&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;upright civilians was too much for one place to handle. &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;I think God was being merciful to my neighbors!&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;br style=&#x22;font-family: comic sans ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&#x22;&#x3E;Joey was really caught by surprise, thanks to Pastor Steve&#x27;s acting skills and slow&#x3C;br&#x3E;driving that brought him there&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;&#x3C;br&#x3E;Thanks to my sons who all looked good in long h...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 12:40:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>&#x22;But I&#x27;ve Got Nothing To Wear!&#x22;</title>
<description>  Finally, an answer to my husband&#x27;s prayers. Or at least to many of them. 

 Say goodbye to 1) clothes shopping, 2) waiting for wife/ mom/ to get dressed and  3) pulled muscles from overweight luggages.
 Now all I need to pack is a curtain ( and maybe a bag of confetti too)... 

Married Magic act called David and Dania performing their quick change act.  Absolutely</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 1 May 2007 16:49:27 -0000</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Tue, 2 Jan 2007 15:22:00 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>thinking aloud</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 2 Jan 2007 13:53:55 -0000</pubDate>
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