<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778</id><updated>2011-12-14T13:57:58.210+08:00</updated><category term='dove with my name'/><category term='get-together'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='tribute'/><category term='Pixie&apos;s'/><category term='new projects'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='St. Therese'/><category term='inner voice'/><category term='full life'/><category term='cough'/><category term='prospective clients'/><category term='get together'/><category term='excess baggage'/><category term='Is it time?'/><category term='Serye'/><category term='Christmas day'/><category 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myself'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='romantic comedies'/><category term='Faceboook'/><category term='family reunions'/><category term='Tong Yang'/><category term='new me'/><category term='crying'/><category term='writing a speech'/><category term='Batangas'/><category term='discoverer'/><category term='work on a Sunday'/><category term='cleaning up'/><category term='grooms'/><category term='headhunter'/><category term='relative thinking'/><category term='boo-boos'/><category term='money needed'/><category term='Fely J'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='wheelchairs'/><category term='Subic'/><category term='getting old'/><category term='people pleaser'/><category term='Blood transfusion'/><category term='Wowowee'/><category term='sister'/><category term='allergy'/><category term='tartar sauce'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='Mom away'/><category term='obsessed'/><category term='mah jongg'/><category term='Mother Teresa'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Padre Pio'/><category term='being nice'/><category term='friend vist'/><category term='tutorial'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='b-polar disorder'/><category term='communication'/><category term='gets'/><category term='70th birthday'/><category term='Obama&apos;s inaugural address'/><category term='book'/><category term='homilies'/><category term='research template'/><category term='NGO'/><category term='beauty contest'/><category term='Pacquiao'/><category term='grandparents&apos; day'/><category term='talented'/><category term='food'/><category term='income taxes'/><category term='mall'/><category term='joke'/><category term='new client'/><category term='my birthday'/><category term='special day'/><category term='in love'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>I Love Humor &amp; More</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog aims not only to make people laugh, but also to inspire others, instill positive values...in short, to make this world a little better, a little happier. This blog is meant to bless (in my own little way) all those who read it. It's my way of saying "I love you more and more".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>743</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2595024050760933527</id><published>2011-12-13T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:36:19.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><title type='text'>Wonder</title><content type='html'>I wonder if I should write on my blog for the meantime.  Typing is a torture. I continue to have pain.  And I don't want to depress my readers with my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I pray.  All day long.  Especially at night when at everthing is at it's worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly work.  But I am hopeful do continue doing this blog. I want to contribute my story to MMK and to Star Cinema. And I want to write a book.  With modern technology this can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers at night are varied...of frustration and of hope, of thanksgiving and of despair, of pain and of relief, of gratefulness to my mom and gratititude to Mama Mary, from wanting to  go and from staying on to fulfill my mission...a kalleidoscope of desperation, hopes and dreams.  My mind is all mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know in the end that God willl fix up everything.  There will be tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I amwell-loved.  Almost daily I get visitors to give me hope, consolation, presence also food and financial blessings.  I am not able to digest the food yet but I am grateful for the thought.  So, I pray for my visitors and they almost always cry. It is my gift to them.  Because gratititude is all I can give at this points.  Yest my life is one big thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNs5C9ZtWME/TucN0aHKWRI/AAAAAAAABpA/VWpfZJisNe8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNs5C9ZtWME/TucN0aHKWRI/AAAAAAAABpA/VWpfZJisNe8/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685528248592259346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2595024050760933527?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2595024050760933527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2595024050760933527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2595024050760933527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonder.html' title='Wonder'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNs5C9ZtWME/TucN0aHKWRI/AAAAAAAABpA/VWpfZJisNe8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5672023202242489024</id><published>2011-12-04T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T14:20:11.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is it time?'/><title type='text'>Hearts That Hurt, A Seemingly Never-ending Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK3-UII6T0k/TtsQ-w9nkAI/AAAAAAAABo0/573NcULxouU/s1600/MAMA%2BMARY.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized for about 9 days.  And it seems that the torture continues. I keep crying and crying.  My multiple myeloma has worsened.  More symptoms have emerged.  Vomitting.  Low appetite.  Chest pains so severe I have to cry. My bipolar disorder is evident.  Part of me is longing only for the will of God.  Another part wants to "let go" already.  I have started calling up and informing friends that when the time comes, my sister shall contact them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An incident stands out.  I was praying the Hail Mary.  Then I fell into a deep sleep. It was peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contacted a friend and she wanted to cry for me.  And what better reason for her love for me when she could not tell me that it was her son's wedding!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord, for the blessings amidst the pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK3-UII6T0k/TtsQ-w9nkAI/AAAAAAAABo0/573NcULxouU/s1600/MAMA%2BMARY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK3-UII6T0k/TtsQ-w9nkAI/AAAAAAAABo0/573NcULxouU/s400/MAMA%2BMARY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682154025339293698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5672023202242489024?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5672023202242489024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/hearts-that-hurt-seemingly-never-ending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5672023202242489024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5672023202242489024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/12/hearts-that-hurt-seemingly-never-ending.html' title='Hearts That Hurt, A Seemingly Never-ending Pain'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZK3-UII6T0k/TtsQ-w9nkAI/AAAAAAAABo0/573NcULxouU/s72-c/MAMA%2BMARY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6981291235512364604</id><published>2011-11-08T07:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:27:25.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretesting questionnaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 reports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death anninversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Done and I'm Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpL-1G1Qfk/Trh3JyYmxAI/AAAAAAAABoo/49ot7k4Y3MY/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpL-1G1Qfk/Trh3JyYmxAI/AAAAAAAABoo/49ot7k4Y3MY/s400/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672414740700644354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to finish two reports.  That feeling of accomplishment again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am working on a questionnaire. Not familiar with the subject matter so have to do research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last October 31. It was my father's 10th death anniversary.  There were few of us - Oyie's family (minus Angie but plus Trina's boyfriend, my family (but my son left early), Nerick's family (his daughter, Nancy tried to explain my collapsed thoracic cage. Absent were  kuya's family ( He is in Bangladesh) and Norenz's family (they live in Malaybalay, Bukidnon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis, Trina's boyfriend, brought mango tort from Cuervo.  Nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other food were pancit malabon, chichen inasal, chicken salad, fruit salad, rice, mais con hielo, and soft drinks. Usual family fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for these settogethers.  And I am grateful when someone (my sister) drops by to give grilled liempo, and chichiria (Clover chips, Oishi Prawn Crackers, and Jack &amp;amp; Jill Chiz Curls).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was a terrible night of pain. Okay that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6981291235512364604?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6981291235512364604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/11/done-and-im-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6981291235512364604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6981291235512364604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/11/done-and-im-done.html' title='Done and I&apos;m Done'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLpL-1G1Qfk/Trh3JyYmxAI/AAAAAAAABoo/49ot7k4Y3MY/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8417735284274500350</id><published>2011-10-29T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:40:13.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Too Much Pain to Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNObSlVCpKw/TqwQMc8cNOI/AAAAAAAABn8/E2VoK5laB-4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNObSlVCpKw/TqwQMc8cNOI/AAAAAAAABn8/E2VoK5laB-4/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668923837066786018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can barely sleep.  My chest and back hurts so much!  Sorry for bothering you with these "complaints".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help it.  This blog is not all sugar and spice and everything nice.  I have to show my human side, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me describe my condition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...since my thoracic cage has collapsed, I feel a stabbing pain in my chest constantly; I find it painful to lie down and get up from bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my back (including buttocks) hurts that I have difficulty standing or sitting or  walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have to raise my hands slowly when I dress up, that stabbing pain again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough.  I ask only for your prayers.  There is a reason for everything.  Whatever purpose there is to all these, I trust it is for God's greater glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8417735284274500350?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8417735284274500350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/too-much-pain-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8417735284274500350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8417735284274500350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/too-much-pain-to-sleep.html' title='Too Much Pain to Sleep'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNObSlVCpKw/TqwQMc8cNOI/AAAAAAAABn8/E2VoK5laB-4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3760859638041493189</id><published>2011-10-28T07:03:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T07:32:05.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old pictures'/><title type='text'>Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>My friend, Andy, posted photos of our barkada (gang) named Kappa Pi Pi fraternity [The girls were named NPN for "napagod na" sa "kapapaypay" hehe).  Andy labeled the album "Photos of Nimia" which he borrowed from Olan.  Last night, Olan texted me, "Hi nim. Have u seen d old kpp pics that andy posted on facebook? Some of those came from your album, which I scanned a long time ago. Andy kasi asked for a copy...ok lng b with u that he posted them on fb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, "Ok n ok.  I lukd pretty n all f dem hehe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Olan said,"Cool! For a while, I got worried you wud mind...andy kasi, I told him not to post basta basta...yes, you wer pretty..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let's go down in memory lane (college years):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was how I looked back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDinteAgFfE/TqnlcvFKF-I/AAAAAAAABlI/UbHK1zXC9tg/s1600/297098_2530549791863_1497035440_32861930_367274270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDinteAgFfE/TqnlcvFKF-I/AAAAAAAABlI/UbHK1zXC9tg/s400/297098_2530549791863_1497035440_32861930_367274270_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668313887859677154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In A.S....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zmvrulws71Y/TqnpEJUPPOI/AAAAAAAABnY/FbvlHiSN2Hc/s1600/317097_2530549111846_1497035440_32861928_1720235896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zmvrulws71Y/TqnpEJUPPOI/AAAAAAAABnY/FbvlHiSN2Hc/s400/317097_2530549111846_1497035440_32861928_1720235896_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668317863452032226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I was beside one of my boyfriends (partially covered):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91o2_8h7cbs/TqnlLOwoG9I/AAAAAAAABk8/ck8sXeamrUQ/s1600/294619_2530604833239_1497035440_32861966_1664905851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91o2_8h7cbs/TqnlLOwoG9I/AAAAAAAABk8/ck8sXeamrUQ/s400/294619_2530604833239_1497035440_32861966_1664905851_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668313587125853138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6FWYmLn6Ql4/TqnoeU196vI/AAAAAAAABnM/OxqgbD8tSQM/s1600/314557_2530502950692_1497035440_32861910_1031506589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6FWYmLn6Ql4/TqnoeU196vI/AAAAAAAABnM/OxqgbD8tSQM/s400/314557_2530502950692_1497035440_32861910_1031506589_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668317213711264498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nezM7BXtI/TqnoO4Cp-zI/AAAAAAAABnA/ROIqKJYzQ8E/s1600/317676_2530326746287_1497035440_32861844_800837636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a beach in Matabungkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AP2oA93Os9Q/TqnlsWTAUZI/AAAAAAAABlU/pULFIr4xsKQ/s1600/297584_2530358307076_1497035440_32861858_1698511113_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AP2oA93Os9Q/TqnlsWTAUZI/AAAAAAAABlU/pULFIr4xsKQ/s400/297584_2530358307076_1497035440_32861858_1698511113_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668314156084777362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of pictures of a "surprise" birthday party for me. How sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WWgpeRYc-0/Tqnn-V9fbOI/AAAAAAAABm0/WkXcfh9x2BQ/s1600/313667_2526709695863_1497035440_32858849_1590949049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WWgpeRYc-0/Tqnn-V9fbOI/AAAAAAAABm0/WkXcfh9x2BQ/s400/313667_2526709695863_1497035440_32858849_1590949049_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668316664255442146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8hwUyFe0K0/Tqnl4nSVd5I/AAAAAAAABlg/P85pGv344ME/s1600/297945_2526711455907_1497035440_32858852_1866008274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8hwUyFe0K0/Tqnl4nSVd5I/AAAAAAAABlg/P85pGv344ME/s400/297945_2526711455907_1497035440_32858852_1866008274_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668314366803802002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3-qsgwpygg/Tqnmfh_RmkI/AAAAAAAABl4/Vww3-YFLF3c/s1600/299751_2526704735739_1497035440_32858841_480856526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3-qsgwpygg/Tqnmfh_RmkI/AAAAAAAABl4/Vww3-YFLF3c/s400/299751_2526704735739_1497035440_32858841_480856526_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668315035396577858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6A7h8E98z7o/Tqnmtx7NP8I/AAAAAAAABmE/Xv8Y3IBQ3OY/s1600/300620_2526710295878_1497035440_32858850_395597411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6A7h8E98z7o/Tqnmtx7NP8I/AAAAAAAABmE/Xv8Y3IBQ3OY/s400/300620_2526710295878_1497035440_32858850_395597411_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668315280192651202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fina's debut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-owjrindtjSM/TqnpU0EYwmI/AAAAAAAABnk/I3U_UrjIv9c/s1600/317676_2530326666285_1497035440_32861842_1194752896_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-owjrindtjSM/TqnpU0EYwmI/AAAAAAAABnk/I3U_UrjIv9c/s400/317676_2530326666285_1497035440_32861842_1194752896_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668318149806178914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nezM7BXtI/TqnoO4Cp-zI/AAAAAAAABnA/ROIqKJYzQ8E/s1600/317676_2530326746287_1497035440_32861844_800837636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nezM7BXtI/TqnoO4Cp-zI/AAAAAAAABnA/ROIqKJYzQ8E/s400/317676_2530326746287_1497035440_32861844_800837636_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668316948281817906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a party held in Fina's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSR8MJMMF2A/TqnmQzBldBI/AAAAAAAABls/xJZz3YSqPuI/s1600/299607_2526705855767_1497035440_32858845_348270660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSR8MJMMF2A/TqnmQzBldBI/AAAAAAAABls/xJZz3YSqPuI/s400/299607_2526705855767_1497035440_32858845_348270660_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668314782271632402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ_lboHkHW4/TqnnVmSw9NI/AAAAAAAABmc/ZcWQFVnCCZw/s1600/310607_2530605553257_1497035440_32861968_277515604_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ_lboHkHW4/TqnnVmSw9NI/AAAAAAAABmc/ZcWQFVnCCZw/s400/310607_2530605553257_1497035440_32861968_277515604_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668315964265002194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Olan, one of my closest, dearest friends. He is one of my son's ninongs (godfathers),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wTf0hro0uA/Tqnm9VjrMcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PYarRvceMZw/s1600/303731_2530604993243_1497035440_32861967_489206197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--wTf0hro0uA/Tqnm9VjrMcI/AAAAAAAABmQ/PYarRvceMZw/s400/303731_2530604993243_1497035440_32861967_489206197_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668315547455664578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, what's your verdict? Alas! My pretty days are long gone! (But at least, I don't feel ugly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3760859638041493189?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3760859638041493189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/down-memory-lane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3760859638041493189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3760859638041493189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/down-memory-lane.html' title='Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mDinteAgFfE/TqnlcvFKF-I/AAAAAAAABlI/UbHK1zXC9tg/s72-c/297098_2530549791863_1497035440_32861930_367274270_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3620297591481538751</id><published>2011-10-26T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T07:35:11.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deadlines'/><title type='text'>Of Allergies and Work</title><content type='html'>My doctor prescribed Augmentin.  I took it but began itching.  I looked up  Augmentin in the Internet and true enough, it contains Amoxycillin, the antibiotic I am allergic to. My doctor immediately texted me to tell me to discontinue taking Augmentin then prescribed three other medicines which serve as anti-allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I am still not through with one of my reports because the data are not yet all in.  Then for the other one, I am expected to write the report in 3 days's time.  I can only laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent quite some time contacting research agencies to quote for two studies to be conducted here in the Philippines.  But it seems the timelines are impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, why do clients require deliverables "yesterday"?  I can only laugh!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0-sWZvutSg/TqfVSmI5ONI/AAAAAAAABkw/NIqCSRDdR9E/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0-sWZvutSg/TqfVSmI5ONI/AAAAAAAABkw/NIqCSRDdR9E/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667733171521272018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we will be back to the hospital for my velcade treatment.  My son had to take the day-off as he will assist me pushing my wheelchair, paying, etc.  Mom is going with us since she has to go for her rehabilitation session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3620297591481538751?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3620297591481538751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-allergies-and-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3620297591481538751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3620297591481538751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-allergies-and-work.html' title='Of Allergies and Work'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0-sWZvutSg/TqfVSmI5ONI/AAAAAAAABkw/NIqCSRDdR9E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-36264610765567706</id><published>2011-10-23T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:29:53.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><title type='text'>The Purpose of Pain</title><content type='html'>Any doctor will tell you that pain is a sign or symptom that there is something wrong with your body.  It is an EWD (early warning device).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day and especially at night, I am in pain.  But somehow, it has subsided from a high level of 8 to just about 5.  I still have difficulty getting up from bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I offer my pain to those who are suffering and to sinners.  I don't know but I have a particular concern for those who are not likely to be accepted in heaven should they die any time soon.  I wish God will receive my sacrifice, my offering of pain to come to the aid of such sinners.  That is one purpose of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0v9iA1Q-2s/TqPQNM0hatI/AAAAAAAABkk/6FfH6j5a94A/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0v9iA1Q-2s/TqPQNM0hatI/AAAAAAAABkk/6FfH6j5a94A/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666601681360612050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, my older brother asked how we are.  My second to the youngest brother sent P10,000 for financial aid.  And my sister and her husband dropped by to bring dinner (adobong buto-buto, adobong pusit, and spaghetti.  She also gave kisses with almonds to my son, rosquillos, and suman.  How thoughtful my sister is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on a long report but the data are slow in coming.  We will just have to submit a partial report tomorrow. And the second part and Conclusions will have to wait till I have all data with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be back to the hospital.  My son will accompany me. Mom will come along for her rehabilitation session.  (The good news is that she is well enough not to have a hot compress for her hips and feet. Thank You, Lord!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I just got off the phone right now.  My friend is also not feeling well. Her family must have caught some virus.  Oh no, it's in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That signals to me that I should wear a mask when I go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bye for now, dear reader!  Till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-36264610765567706?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/36264610765567706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/purpose-of-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/36264610765567706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/36264610765567706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/purpose-of-pain.html' title='The Purpose of Pain'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0v9iA1Q-2s/TqPQNM0hatI/AAAAAAAABkk/6FfH6j5a94A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5388977390702718675</id><published>2011-10-21T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:53:38.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital stay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reports'/><title type='text'>Came from "Vacation"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9O1j2PKLkM/TqFAiWDXxlI/AAAAAAAABkY/SeQodsa0lSk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9O1j2PKLkM/TqFAiWDXxlI/AAAAAAAABkY/SeQodsa0lSk/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665880764988245586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just came from a weeklong "vacation".  My room was airconditioned, had its own comfort room, well-lit,  and I could call for "service" anytime.  My bed can even be raised or lowered.  I was served food 6 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guessed right.  I did not stay in a hotel room but a hospital room.  I underwent all sort of tests - daily CBC, two x-rays, 1 city scan, 1 ultrasound.  I was visited daily by my doctor.  On my last day, a G.I. specialist went to see me.  She said I have air in my billary tree but she does not recommend medication nor any intervention.  What she was more concerned about was the presence of lymph nodes, one as big as 5.5 cm. They have to be biopsied to determine if they are tumors or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official reason for my being admitted is that I have pneumonia.  It turned out that the real culprit is my multiple myeloma causing haziness in my lung xrays.  And my rib cage has collapsed causing me severe pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the first night, mom stayed with me the whole time.  My son would come from time to time to bring stuff from home. I was visited at different times by my older brother and his wife, and by my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading a book (a lousy one), solved Sudoku puzzles, watched TV including a Piolo Pascual and Regine Velasquez movie.  Of course, I'm glad that I did not miss "100 Days to Heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my being in the hospital, I was not able to do one report.  When I asked the Client about it, she said it is already completed and submitted to end-Client. Anyway, there will always be a next time, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a report which is due next week. They are asking for a presentation but mom did not allow me because I will be again exposed.  My immune system is down so I really have to wear my mask.  Someone else would do the presentation but I am committed to finish the report by Sunday or Monday at the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This late afternoon, I edited a short report.  It's already paid for so I'm glad to deduct from my advances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend gifted me with a new cane.  How nice of her!  God bless her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I offer this pain to all those who are suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5388977390702718675?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5388977390702718675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/came-from-vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5388977390702718675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5388977390702718675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/came-from-vacation.html' title='Came from &quot;Vacation&quot;'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9O1j2PKLkM/TqFAiWDXxlI/AAAAAAAABkY/SeQodsa0lSk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3143749746113576201</id><published>2011-10-12T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T10:25:29.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many reports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Preparing for Reports</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXZgFmXmdgo/TpT6foYOt8I/AAAAAAAABkM/Fy6xnwtdAWc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXZgFmXmdgo/TpT6foYOt8I/AAAAAAAABkM/Fy6xnwtdAWc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662426052833490882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week until end October (or early November) I will be writing three reports.  I have already started preparing report templates.  I am eager to start analyzing already.  Three different studies, different objectives.  How challenging and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still having chest pains.  Could just be heart burn.  But at least, Tramadol, the pain killer prescribed for me seems to be working.  I have difficulty walking and carrying stuff though so I move around like a zombie, hand to my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the hospital last Monday but turns out that the people administering treatment were all absent, their rest day.  So, I just had a CBC, ate at the canteen, had a chest x-ray, and got my mom's MRI results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is now in the hospital, accompanied by my son.  Hope her condition is nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all quiet here. Am all alone.  Just waiting for my lunch to arrive.  Then maybe I will take a nap or play some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is taking me ages to finish the book, "The Front" by Patricia Cornwell.  It is  dragging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3143749746113576201?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3143749746113576201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/preparing-for-reports.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3143749746113576201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3143749746113576201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/preparing-for-reports.html' title='Preparing for Reports'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXZgFmXmdgo/TpT6foYOt8I/AAAAAAAABkM/Fy6xnwtdAWc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7134864637278361061</id><published>2011-10-09T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:52:19.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biggest loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><title type='text'>A Lull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2rdFBmE5Uo/TpF8t8grqOI/AAAAAAAABkE/3-8pvasbMb4/s1600/thebiggestloser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2rdFBmE5Uo/TpF8t8grqOI/AAAAAAAABkE/3-8pvasbMb4/s400/thebiggestloser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661443335360588002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a hectic week, I had a lull this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I watched the finale of "The Biggest Loser".  Wow, all those heavy men and women losing so much weight and looking so much better!  I am happy for each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just prepared part of the template for a report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second to the youngest brother and her daughter dropped by today.  They brought pancit canton, fish fillet and chicken.  Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son and I decided to keep the Acer Notebook.  We could both use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I was alarmed when something (a bone) snapped somewhere over my heart.  We all have heard the term "heart-broken" but "heart-bone broken"?  It still hurts.  Hope it is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared my income tax form today - for the month of September and for the third quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will be in the hospital again.  The Diagnostic Center will be inaugurated in the morning so we will have to stay in the canteen to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will be able to collect enough money.  Our cash on hand is fast depleting and we have to pay my mom's credit card by the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please provide!  And thank You for all the blessings You send my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7134864637278361061?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7134864637278361061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/lull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7134864637278361061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7134864637278361061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/lull.html' title='A Lull'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2rdFBmE5Uo/TpF8t8grqOI/AAAAAAAABkE/3-8pvasbMb4/s72-c/thebiggestloser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4593004574437553927</id><published>2011-10-07T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:12:16.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>This week, I went to the hospital twice, revised a questionnaire a number of times, revised a report a number of times, submitted two papers to WriterBay, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the specifics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, we "hired" a friend to assist me at the hospital.  She pushed my wheelchair, paid bills, bought food (lots of it) and waited with me. I had a battery of lab tests and she got the results.  While waiting in the canteen, an elderly woman chatted with us.  She, too, is sick with several ailments.  Nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UXz0RO6z958/To6z7hu-z5I/AAAAAAAABj8/05cF5oRaOfM/s1600/acer-aspire-one-522-notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UXz0RO6z958/To6z7hu-z5I/AAAAAAAABj8/05cF5oRaOfM/s400/acer-aspire-one-522-notebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660659616900370322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the chemo room, the secretary had a problem. She had to sell her new Acer Aspire One Netbook for P15,000 because her son owed that much money.  He may be in danger if he did not pay up soon.  So kind-hearted me, looked for buyers, but to no avail. I decided to buy it myself.  But my mom scolded me and got mad when she found out.  We are not rich enough to afford such luxuries.  I was able to borrow from my niece to meet the deadline, then a client was willing to lend the money in advance of projects and workshops in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hospital story, we waited for my doctor.  My lab results were all good except that my calcium is high.  He asked me to see my hematologist who true enough, said that the high calcium is due to my multiple myeloma.  She prescribed an injectible medicine which turned out to be expensive.  It was delivered the next day.  I had to go back to be administered with the medicine on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still last Monday, I gave the driver a tip for his whole day service. He was able to do three other errands while waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful dinner of adobong buto-buto cooked by my sister's maid. How heavenly delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Wednesday, mom, the driver and I went to the hospital again. Me, to have my medicine administered.  My mom saw her two doctors, and even had an MRI.  I enjoyed my lunch of chicken with sauce (how descriptive!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had a bum stomach.  When we were in Mercury Drugstore, I could not help it anymore I begged the manager if I could use their CR. So there I went, just in time!  The next thing I said after "thank you" was "do you have a medicine stronger than Immodium?" ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ongoing projects are an employee opinion survey (hopefully the excel file I finished this morning is the last of Client's requirements), an online survey (questionnaire stage), a usage and attitude study (awaiting data tables for analysis), and a concept and price test (also waiting for tabulation to finish).  Pending are a translation job, an FGD which might be converted to a quantitative study,  another FGD (2 groups) for which I was asked to analyze, a collation job,  and a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to finish my paper on punctuation, and a review of "A Rose for Emily".  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son immediately found use for our new netbook.  He brought it to the office today to post pictures of the store of which he is the new branch manager. (It is his fifth branch already.)&lt;br /&gt;He was sick this morning and even threw up.  Hyperacidity.  Good thing mom had medicine around.  He was able to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing my two rush jobs this morning, my friend's driver picked me up.  We went to a client to get a check and I encashed it right away.  My friend gave me a cane and people were kind enough to give me their number and a seat.  I haven't sat for long when my number was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached home, I bought six pieces of kwek-kwek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great week!  And it is not completely over.  One of my brothers is coming to visit us this Sunday. Something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4593004574437553927?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4593004574437553927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4593004574437553927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4593004574437553927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UXz0RO6z958/To6z7hu-z5I/AAAAAAAABj8/05cF5oRaOfM/s72-c/acer-aspire-one-522-notebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1292301814699406522</id><published>2011-10-02T17:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:47:09.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>I Love Writing!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I love and enjoy writing! I hope that by reading this blog, it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meeting yesterday was fruitful. We discussed details of the project and changes in the questionnaire.  I just ordered iced mocha (I don't know the spelling of "frappocino").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My client-friend and I were supposed to have lunch but since we were both busy, he just gave me lunch money.  Mom and I ordered from Mcdo but they were late in coming.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;For lunch today, my youngest brother and his family came to visit. They brought chicken and pancit Malabon.  Yummy!  I got to drink Coke Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is my brother is interested in joining writerbay.  I stand to earn 3% of his work if he gets accepted. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are more pictures from last night's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHY-88I-bU/TogwZQ-P35I/AAAAAAAABjc/wbwXrvlWkOE/s1600/293934_2447484075272_1497035440_32794204_448258579_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHY-88I-bU/TogwZQ-P35I/AAAAAAAABjc/wbwXrvlWkOE/s400/293934_2447484075272_1497035440_32794204_448258579_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826142401945490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7l95Lc9yAg/Togw1RJVIlI/AAAAAAAABjk/PjpATyhDq2I/s1600/305133_2447480435181_1497035440_32794186_553202271_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7l95Lc9yAg/Togw1RJVIlI/AAAAAAAABjk/PjpATyhDq2I/s400/305133_2447480435181_1497035440_32794186_553202271_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826623484764754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HeQg_hPXGwU/TogxB60SOGI/AAAAAAAABjs/D6ZRYBeB2yI/s1600/308978_2447483235251_1497035440_32794201_24910788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HeQg_hPXGwU/TogxB60SOGI/AAAAAAAABjs/D6ZRYBeB2yI/s400/308978_2447483235251_1497035440_32794201_24910788_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826840829212770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1292301814699406522?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1292301814699406522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1292301814699406522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1292301814699406522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-writing.html' title='I Love Writing!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHY-88I-bU/TogwZQ-P35I/AAAAAAAABjc/wbwXrvlWkOE/s72-c/293934_2447484075272_1497035440_32794204_448258579_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1460504207799085595</id><published>2011-10-01T04:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:41:56.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50th birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy with projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typhoons'/><title type='text'>Of Typhoons, Projects, and a Party</title><content type='html'>Since my last post, strong typhoons had hit the Philippines.  Much devastation in many places.  People, including, children have died.  No electricity.  Makes me sad.  I pray for those who have suffered and are still suffering because of storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, the reason I haven't been able to blog is that I have been busy.  With what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I applied for WriterBay.  I had to take a grammar and citation style test (I got 27 out of 30) questions.  I was asked to upload my college diploma (I asked my son to scan it for me) and I proudly uploaded it.  And I was tasked to write a sample essay.  So, at first, I researched and came up with an essay which was mostly second-hand information.  But when I inquired, I was supposed to express my personal views on the topic which is: What are the reasons behind the success of long-running TV series like M.A.S.H.  So, I watched a total of 8 episodes online and enjoyed it thoroughly.  Soooh funny.  I was able to revise my essay and got accepted!  So far, I applied for three cases and finished one, which was immediately approved by client. Yey.  Now I have another sideline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I revised the questionnaire for an online survey that has been approved.  Later at 11am, I will meet with Clients in Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I came up with categories on the answers to open-ended questions for one of my ongoing projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;For today and tomorrow, aside from my meeting, I will revise a report, attend to my writing assignment/s, and if I still have time, prepare a discussion guide for an FGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a friend came to visit but he couldn't stay long since he had an appointment with his dietitian.  He underestimated traffic.  I had to remind him it was Friday and payday.  He was sweet enough to bring food from Red Ribbon - spaghetti and ensaymada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the evening, I attended a party in Makati.  A friend based abroad is in town so members of our college gang got together.  What fun! There were jokes, "alaskahan" (ridiculing of one another and even of friends who were not around) and light talk.  Occasionally, we discussed serious matters like the government and taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was great - pasta, salad, longganisa flakes, and roasted chicken.  We also had two kinds of cake for dessert.  Drinks were plentiful - softdrinks, water, beer and wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was a lot of picture-taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6mCNdA2PT0/TogxsLgHYvI/AAAAAAAABj0/eFP9UxP3G0E/s1600/318370_10150336158909266_590179265_7901616_863407049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6mCNdA2PT0/TogxsLgHYvI/AAAAAAAABj0/eFP9UxP3G0E/s400/318370_10150336158909266_590179265_7901616_863407049_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658827566862525170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Hope I would be able to post again soon.  See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1460504207799085595?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1460504207799085595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-typhoons-projects-and-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1460504207799085595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1460504207799085595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/10/of-typhoons-projects-and-party.html' title='Of Typhoons, Projects, and a Party'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6mCNdA2PT0/TogxsLgHYvI/AAAAAAAABj0/eFP9UxP3G0E/s72-c/318370_10150336158909266_590179265_7901616_863407049_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1309035965742419843</id><published>2011-09-26T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T05:24:45.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questionnaires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old laptop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wheelchairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sample essay'/><title type='text'>A Super Nice Day</title><content type='html'>Yup. I had a super nice day yesterday! We requested my son to make today his day-off so he can accompany me to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have a hard time finding a cab to and from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were early so there were a lot of wheelchairs.  (They have a new system though.  We had to leave an I.D., they gave us a number, and we were supposed to return the wheelchair to claim our I.D.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with my son for hours!  Talk about mother and son bonding.  My son followed my mom's instructions as closely as he could.  Good job, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate in the canteen.  Mango shake then later binagoongan with rice for me (brunch).  Omelet &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aEf0LGkkc0/ToDtUU7SgSI/AAAAAAAABjU/2j9hbb46tZo/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aEf0LGkkc0/ToDtUU7SgSI/AAAAAAAABjU/2j9hbb46tZo/s400/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656782065447895330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and doughnut and iced coffee for him (breakfast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My platelet count is quite low so they gave me a lower dosage of Velcade.  At least, our efforts at going to the hospital and having a CBC taken were not wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going home, we bought chocolate and peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the condo, I let my son play and use the computer for about thirty minutes.  Then, I proceeded to do tab specs and revised the corresponding questionnaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner was spaghetti (mom did the heating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I enjoyed watching "100 Days to Heaven".  The new actor playing the role of Teddy Ledesma looks so much like my son! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tinkered with my old laptop. It was sooooh jurassic it took ages to do anything.  Oh well, I have a feeling someone will be giving me a new laptop next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked an agent if I should have cited my sources in my sample essay. The answer was in the affirmative. So, I was instructed to revise my essay and submit it to the support department.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not an easy task but I am willing to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, it was a super nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I could hear the wind howling.  We have a new typhoon.  Good thing I will not be leaving the condo today and the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will revise my essay and a questionnaire today.  Looking forward to doing both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1309035965742419843?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1309035965742419843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/super-nice-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1309035965742419843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1309035965742419843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/super-nice-day.html' title='A Super Nice Day'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4aEf0LGkkc0/ToDtUU7SgSI/AAAAAAAABjU/2j9hbb46tZo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5605089521117869707</id><published>2011-09-25T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T21:51:26.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visits by siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretesting questionnaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dollar earning'/><title type='text'>Exciting!</title><content type='html'>I am venturing into two potentially money-earning endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, I am trying to get accepted at WriterBay.  I have done all the requirements except one - I need to upload my college diploma.  I will ask my son to help scan it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, I have joined MarketSensus.  It has something to do with affiliate marketing and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand to earn in dollars from these two.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attracted to another job, translating.  Looks easy but the sad part is I have to shell out money first to pay for membership.  Could be a scam.  So I didn't pursue it.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my sister visited us.  She brought spaghetti, lumpiang shanghai, pineapples, mangoes and eggs.  My kind-hearted sister.  She stayed a while to talk about her new job and some of their events.  Glad to know she had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my older brother passed by. He brought breakfast from McDonald's.  Longsilog (longganisa or sausage, sinangag or fried rice, and itlog or fried egg).  Mom was given coffee as well.  My Kuya had a sausage sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy these past few days working on a questionnaire for an online survey.  I decided to pre-test it among some friends and family members.  So far, eight have responded.  I am awaiting two more. I prepared a 12-question survey online just to test the site.  Anyway, it is free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya consulted me on a research project he wants to conduct.  He asked me to clear the questionnaire he will be formulating.  I asked him to answer my questionnaire while he was here in the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, two maintenance guys cleaned our two airconditioners and two electric fans.  It was long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sbJXsMR2qg/Tn8xuC1uBrI/AAAAAAAABjM/RowBystrww4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sbJXsMR2qg/Tn8xuC1uBrI/AAAAAAAABjM/RowBystrww4/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656294324106561202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For WriterBay, I had to study the different citation styles.  I was also asked to write an essay on why M.A.S.H.  is among the longest-running TV series.  I researched by searching/surfing the net, logging on to YahooAnswers and YouTube, and interviewing some friends.  I entitled my essay, "Why M.A.S.H. is a Smash Hit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will let you know if I get accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, life is exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5605089521117869707?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5605089521117869707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/exciting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5605089521117869707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5605089521117869707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/exciting.html' title='Exciting!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sbJXsMR2qg/Tn8xuC1uBrI/AAAAAAAABjM/RowBystrww4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6577720129946917181</id><published>2011-09-23T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T05:25:49.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>Downpour</title><content type='html'>Whew! I counted the projects that I have/will have this month and next and it numbered about ten!  That's  a wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhYXDEI0vY4/TnvPZ2YucsI/AAAAAAAABjE/k11pkfr62S8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhYXDEI0vY4/TnvPZ2YucsI/AAAAAAAABjE/k11pkfr62S8/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655341800096690882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That means two things: I will be extremely busy and (more importantly hehe)  I will have a lot of money.  We could save as much as we can, maybe splurge a little (eat at Cabalen perhaps), and/or ask our regular donors (family members) to stop giving money in the meantime.  I leave the decision to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I am supposed to revise a report, come up with a questionnaire or two, and prepare tab specs based on two questionnaires.  Busy, busy...that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom seems to be feeling better these days, after consulting her doctor and taking muscle relaxants and pain killers.  But the pain recurs though not to the same degree as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother just had his gall bladder removed. His laparoscopy was a success.  Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great!  And I have the Lord to thank plus all my loved ones and clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6577720129946917181?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6577720129946917181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/downpour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6577720129946917181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6577720129946917181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/downpour.html' title='Downpour'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhYXDEI0vY4/TnvPZ2YucsI/AAAAAAAABjE/k11pkfr62S8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5181188813862836074</id><published>2011-09-21T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:45:52.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new client'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>I finished my FGD report today.  It is due September 27, so I am several days ahead of schedule.  Anyway, that would give time to two consultants to react and give feedback, including suggestions for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Yey, I have a new Client. It is a relatively new marketing research company.  The owner/head used to work for Pulse/AC Nielsen so I know her.  Already, we are talking about 2 possible projects.  There would be more for sure.  Thank You, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I might have an FGD this October or November for a client-friend.  I would either be both the facilitator and analyst, or analyst only.  Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;My older brother called to consult about a study he wants to be conducted.  I took down notes and came up with a written research design.  Glad to be of help.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I had my CBC this morning. The medtech came to our condo.  My mom got the results: good news is that my platelet count is now normal, bad news is my hemoglobin went down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;My mom finally went to see her rheumatologist.  Painkillers and other medicines were prescribed.  She can continue with our home remedies.  My son accompanied her to the hospital to push her wheelchair.  My sister's driver drove for my mom and son.  They right away bought medicines and they bought lunch from KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the food I ordered (meat balls and eggplant omelet) will be for another meal or two.  I ate spaghetti of KFC.  I set aside the salad they bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_FSOM7Oen0/Tnmxnay-ITI/AAAAAAAABi8/XAvMw-AbMyo/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_FSOM7Oen0/Tnmxnay-ITI/AAAAAAAABi8/XAvMw-AbMyo/s400/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654746097906491698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, my niece dropped by to give Country Chicken.  Delicious!  She also brought buchi for mom. She took a nap in our bedroom. Poor niece, she lacks sleep these days.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for family, friends and food! What do you know? Triple F ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5181188813862836074?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5181188813862836074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5181188813862836074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5181188813862836074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_FSOM7Oen0/Tnmxnay-ITI/AAAAAAAABi8/XAvMw-AbMyo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5082972085559775190</id><published>2011-09-18T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T09:58:26.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nestle filmography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring for mom'/><title type='text'>Of This and That</title><content type='html'>Each day, I wake up early to fix breakfast for my mom and myself.  I boil water for her coffee.  I prepare her food which is pandesal and something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, I put her hot compress bag in the microwave because the heat eases the pain.  I really hope she will see her rheumatologist this Wednesday.  It is my son's day-off and we can "borrow" my sister's driver and car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also prepare/"cook" lunch and dinner.  I help when she bathes herself or goes to the restroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I am able to show I care for my mom.  In a way, this is a small repayment of her sacrifices for me.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading David Baldacci's "First Family".  Suspenseful, interesting, informative even.  Nice read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a choice between "Memoirs of a Geisha" (I have watched the movie) and "The Front".  I am inclined to read the latter first.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCE-zvM10eA/TnX2KJrzxII/AAAAAAAABi0/RTRmgHwLC7k/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCE-zvM10eA/TnX2KJrzxII/AAAAAAAABi0/RTRmgHwLC7k/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653695561492317314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This afternoon I enjoyed watching Nestle's filmography, Kasambuhay Habambuhay.  Funny, amusing, entertaining, heart-warming, touching, and more.  I have just a few more to watch.  I highly recommend that you view them in YouTube.  You wait regret it, I guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;My youngest brother was supposed to come and visit but it seems that he couldn't due to errands (nine of them).  As usual, it was my sister and her eldest daughter who visited.  They brought pancit palabok, puto, grilled liempo, fish fillet, siomai, apple strudel  and softdrinks.  They helped clean up after.  We have enough leftovers to last us for days. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;I might have a new project.  It is a translation job. My friend recommended two translators from Ilocano/Cebuano to Tagalog.  I will do the typing.  So, part of the fee goes to me.  I just hope there won't be a conflict with my FGD report.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading Chicken Soup for the Soul stories (emailed to me regularly).  I plan to write some stories.  They will pay $200 per story. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;I am exhausted but I feel good.  Coz I've been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5082972085559775190?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5082972085559775190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-this-and-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5082972085559775190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5082972085559775190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-this-and-that.html' title='Of This and That'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCE-zvM10eA/TnX2KJrzxII/AAAAAAAABi0/RTRmgHwLC7k/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-121961853303069691</id><published>2011-09-16T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T17:22:58.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rheumatism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ms. Universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supsup'/><title type='text'>My Poor Mom</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, my mom has been in pain, she can barely walk.  Poor mom! It breaks my heart to hear her suffer and the word "Aray!" (Ouch!) is constantly coming from her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, from morning till night, I am her maid, nurse, caregiver, etc. It's a good thing my son was on leave from Tuesday to Thursday this week.  He helps around by cooking and buying stuff like pandesal from the convenience store. (My mom has not been eating rice recently to lose some weight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the net for the definition, cause and remedy of rheumatism.  My ever dependable computer gave the answers.  So, my son will buy potatoes, apple cider and honey for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to write an FGD report but the notes I have so far are on the first 3 groups.  The last 3 are being conducted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have another FGD in October and November. A client-friend asked for costs of facilitation, note-taking and analysis.  I will definitely do the analysis. But if I am not well enough to be the moderator, I have asked 2 of my friends for their fees.  Hope the project gets approved.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I talked to two friends today.  By coincidence, both of them just lost their respective mothers.  One died of old age, the other, of pneumonia.  I am all the more grateful that mom is still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Since there will be a transportation strike on Monday, I am exempted from going to the hospital for my regular treatment. Yey.  Saves us some money.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I was finally paid by a friend-client.  They were able collect from the end-user only last Friday and had to wait for the check to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for a friend who acted as guarantor for a loan of about P100,000.  The amount has not been paid.  Hope they will be able to collect soon.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_bumO5J8A/TnMVROyUBEI/AAAAAAAABis/40GI74sgyO0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 63px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_bumO5J8A/TnMVROyUBEI/AAAAAAAABis/40GI74sgyO0/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652885343051187266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filipinos still have the Ms. Universe fever.  We are all so proud of Shamcey Supsup.  I just love her answer in the Q &amp;amp; A portion.  She should have won, but of course, I am biased.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;The website I revised is almost done.  I did my part and gave them options regarding the mission, vision and values.  I gave suggestions to improve the look of the site.  Hope the new website will draw many visitors and win Clients for them.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;My former neighbor gave a "lifetime supply" of chicharon (pork rind), plus salted egg colored white (instead of red, so I mistook them for balut), cornik, and pastillas (for my mom).  What a kind soul. He will come and visit before the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a change of celphone.  My old one looks so ugly and "dilapidated" already because I keep dropping it. I can hardly hear voice calls.  Good thing celphones cost so little these days.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-121961853303069691?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/121961853303069691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-poor-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/121961853303069691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/121961853303069691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-poor-mom.html' title='My Poor Mom'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_bumO5J8A/TnMVROyUBEI/AAAAAAAABis/40GI74sgyO0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5694678265048800148</id><published>2011-09-13T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:01:29.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy with projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adobong pusit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The Best Pusit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wKcATmqQhI/Tm9UAKRTqoI/AAAAAAAABik/TAgQrlSKbmE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wKcATmqQhI/Tm9UAKRTqoI/AAAAAAAABik/TAgQrlSKbmE/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651828419106941570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, I ate the best adobong pusit I've ever tasted! It was a little spicy but just right.  I had it for lunch and dinner yesterday, and for dinner again today.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to finish my quantitative report and am just waiting for feedback from one of the consultants before finalizing it.  I will be paid already for said project.  Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting better and better at Bookworm.  The highest level I've attained is Master(or Supreme) Archivist.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have time now to read the book I started.  The one entitled "The First Family".  It is hardbound and thick so I didn't bring it yesterday to the hospital. Instead, I brought my Sudoku book and solved some puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have revised a company's website but I still need additional info from them.  I had fun thinking of taglines for the said company and after more than a week, they decided on one which I liked, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have another online survey. I will be asked to finalize the questionnaire, maybe come up with tables, and analyze the results.  Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other quantitative study has been launched and fieldwork is being conducted. My next step is to prepare the tab specs for the two questionnaires under the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!  Not just good, but great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5694678265048800148?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5694678265048800148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-pusit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5694678265048800148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5694678265048800148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-pusit.html' title='The Best Pusit'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wKcATmqQhI/Tm9UAKRTqoI/AAAAAAAABik/TAgQrlSKbmE/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8040154316032278445</id><published>2011-09-09T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:48:48.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lots of work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><title type='text'>BZ, BZ...</title><content type='html'>I'm bz as a b.  Sorry for not blogging since last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...preparing presentation materials on a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...revising two questionnaires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...revising a proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...doing the sampling design for a quantitative study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...preparing a report due asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I still take time to play Bookworm or Scrabble Sprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finished reading "Mitigating Circumstances" by Nancy Taylor Rosenberg.  I am starting to read another book, entitled "The First Family" by best-selling author, David Baldacci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I have more projects/tasks coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a quantitave study where I will be asked to finalize the questionnaire and prepare the report.  I might also do some tabulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a qualitative study of six FGD groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...revision of a website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tab specs for a quantitative study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My mom and son went to the grocery yesterday.  I asked for shampoo, deodorant and feminine wash.  They also bought chichiria (junk food) for me, but not chicharon. My friend texted me that he will give me chicharon with taba (fat).  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My friend was kind enough to give me the next batch of Sambuhay.  We are to exchange reflections through email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;As much as possible, I use the stationery in my new Yahoo every time I send out an email.  A friend said she was envious of my having so many designs.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had time to do a lot of chatting.  But as soon as I get the chance, I will continue doing so to keep in touch with friends and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pretty picture I saw in a website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XYOz4Va6eMk/TmoZCFCkP0I/AAAAAAAABic/eKV0FBhW1Nc/s1600/ishandchi-chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XYOz4Va6eMk/TmoZCFCkP0I/AAAAAAAABic/eKV0FBhW1Nc/s400/ishandchi-chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650356205993082690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8040154316032278445?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8040154316032278445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/bz-bz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8040154316032278445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8040154316032278445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/bz-bz.html' title='BZ, BZ...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XYOz4Va6eMk/TmoZCFCkP0I/AAAAAAAABic/eKV0FBhW1Nc/s72-c/ishandchi-chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3586249466884289968</id><published>2011-09-06T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:27:52.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Most Creative Website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oph2NEn3gJA/TmYRtMpqkyI/AAAAAAAABiU/0kGrkWB4ANU/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oph2NEn3gJA/TmYRtMpqkyI/AAAAAAAABiU/0kGrkWB4ANU/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649222250770633506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had the wonderful privilege of having seen and visited the most creative, fun, interesting, and informative website ever! [It was voted as the most innovative marketing research company.]But don't just take my word for it.  Come and visit &lt;a href="http://www.brainjuicer.com/"&gt;www.brainjuicer.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took their creativity test, hoping I will be among the top 6% most creative people.  Ha ha, how ambitious of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched one of their webinars on creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited I wrote to them, asking if I can work with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No harm in trying, right?&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;I am quite busy these days.  I have a number of projects -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...preparing powerpoint slides on a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...revising two questionnaires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...editing/revising a website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I am about to work on an employee opinion study (both quantitative and qualitative).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love working!&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;I am reading a nice book entitled "Mitigating Circumstances".  I am almost finished with it.  Thank God for books!&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, a client-friend will come over after lunch. We will work on a project and she will give me some money.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Life is good...nope, not just good, it's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3586249466884289968?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3586249466884289968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/most-creative-website.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3586249466884289968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3586249466884289968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/most-creative-website.html' title='Most Creative Website!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oph2NEn3gJA/TmYRtMpqkyI/AAAAAAAABiU/0kGrkWB4ANU/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8725185771073553905</id><published>2011-09-04T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:44:58.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Power of the Small</title><content type='html'>That's the title of a book but sorry, I can't recall where I came across it.  Anyway, it's basically about the small things, the little deeds, that matter.  These are acts of kindness to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the many opportunities that come my way to be able to do such "small" things.  People ask me to pray for them or their loved ones.  People ask help with things regarding the computer or the Internet.  (I help search for the info that they need for instance.) I am willing to listen to friends in distress.  People ask me to come up with creative ideas or to write various stuff - a letter, a poem, etc.   People seek my advice and I am more than happy to give it.  People ask me to comment on something they have done or written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter the favor, I give it wholeheartedly.  Yes, indeed, there is such as thing as the power of the small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;A friend who visited me recently gave me lots of goodies- 2 bags of chicharon with special vinegar, peanuts, strawberry jam, dalanghita juice, sampaloc (tamarind), macapuno and ube balls.  I immediately thanked him for his kindness and thoughtfulness!  Mom was pleased, too, since she has a sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Another friend came over yesterday and we had a Bibliarasal together.  We prayed for each other and for our own needs.  We thanked God for blessings received.  We shared our reflections on the three readings for today.  Then, we had some merienda.  She was invited to a house blessing and she was the guest of honor. So, she did not eat a lot since there is sure to be a lot of food in the house blessing.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu7e-OnKIkI/TmMdJAEPziI/AAAAAAAABiM/bRwCmApXSso/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu7e-OnKIkI/TmMdJAEPziI/AAAAAAAABiM/bRwCmApXSso/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648390398126575138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt gave me P500!  I used the money to order food from a new restaurant in Shopwise called ICB (Inasal Chicken Bacolod).  I ordered kare-kare, chicken inasal, garlic and plain rice, and Coke Zero.  The bill was P464 so I said "keep the change" to the delivery boy.  My son and I had a nice lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the evening my sister and niece dropped by and brought four bottles of lotion.  (I use lotion when massaging my mom's feet daily and we ran out of it.)  They also brought grilled liempo from Grill Queen.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading "Sins of Omission"by Catherine Lanigan (sounds Filipino, right?).  I enjoyed the book from start to finish but it's not a suspense thriller.  It has romance, family, business, success, and vengeance in it.  Nice read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to read a new book, entitled "Mitigating Circumstances".  Looks interesting, too.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I am lifting excerpts from another book, "The Art of War" and I am looking for a nice powerpoint template for it.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I haven't been sleeping that much anymore - no afternoon naps and I rise from bed each morning much earlier than before.  That is probably because I am no longer taking thalidomide which causes somnolence or drowsiness. Yey, I have more time to work or play.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that mom is no longer in pain.  Her new doctor prescribed an effective medicine and she immediately felt better.  Thank God for medicines!&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;My mom is sound asleep right now.  Me? After this, I shall play a few word games like Scrabble Sprint (at pogo.com) and Bookworm (at yahoo).  Then, back to work.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8725185771073553905?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8725185771073553905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/power-of-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8725185771073553905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8725185771073553905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/power-of-small.html' title='The Power of the Small'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu7e-OnKIkI/TmMdJAEPziI/AAAAAAAABiM/bRwCmApXSso/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5783981727158169237</id><published>2011-09-01T15:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:12:00.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job well done'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>That Feeling...</title><content type='html'>How do you describe that feeling when you have finished a project knowing you did a good job and having enjoyed doing it every step of the way?  It is more than a sense of accomplishment.  I would say it was a job well-enjoyed and well-done from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have finished lifting excerpts from an interesting book, "Beyond Disruption" by Jean-Marie Dru.  Then, I came up with not one, but two, powerpoint versions.  You see, I found the first one wordy and it lacked visuals.  The second is condensed as I tried to remove as many extraneous words as I can find. With the extra space, I placed more pictures for greater visual appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just said that I want to engage in creative thinking.  Well, a number of people have told me that yes, they will give me creative assignments.  And today, I was tasked to revise a company's website by giving suggestions for improvement and changing the wordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKv9aPHMhSg/Tl9L7_zTlAI/AAAAAAAABiE/9FeMxtP_Y-Y/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKv9aPHMhSg/Tl9L7_zTlAI/AAAAAAAABiE/9FeMxtP_Y-Y/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647315951856882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moreover, I was asked to think of a good tagline for the said company.  So, I came up with not one, but twenty-two, alternative taglines!  Whew, quite taxing to the brain but what fun, too!  I do hope the agency would be able to choose one of the 22, wishing that it is one of my personal favorites as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ginataang tahong!  I ordered it for lunch...yummy! I also ate bopis (not bad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book I am currently reading for leisure is very interesting.  It is a story of romance,  family, success, vengeance and more.  I am not yet half-way through but I just know I will enjoy reading the rest  of the book, just like mom did. (I actually saw her clap her hands in satisfaction.)  The Title? "Sins of Omission".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to attend a client meeting today but I could not be fetched by my client-friend.  It was a good thing since I have a bum stomach again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well,  all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5783981727158169237?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5783981727158169237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5783981727158169237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5783981727158169237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-feeling.html' title='That Feeling...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKv9aPHMhSg/Tl9L7_zTlAI/AAAAAAAABiE/9FeMxtP_Y-Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2444135176657730994</id><published>2011-08-29T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:09:57.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tartar sauce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative exercises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>More Plarking!</title><content type='html'>I continued to play and work today (hence, "plark" as mentioned in previous post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep discovering new word games and they are all fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to chat with a top executive of an ad agency and told him, one of my frustrations is to be a copywriter.  I don't want to waste my writing skills and "corniness"! Ha ha.  He advised me to moonlight with ad agencies.  I was waiting for him to say that his agency would try me out, but he didn't.  Oh well, someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided that I will do creative exercises in the meantime.  I just want to expand my horizons, and make full use of my brain (but not to the extent of being drained, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to chat with a female pastor, my nephew (who is also my godson), and a popular director.  I just love FB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnUZ7dgolxU/TltlR2KHMzI/AAAAAAAABh8/jtS5J3xU6yM/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnUZ7dgolxU/TltlR2KHMzI/AAAAAAAABh8/jtS5J3xU6yM/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646217915109159730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I watched "Knight and Day" and enjoyed it thoroughly. What would you expect from a movie starring Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz? Full of action, some humor, and a bit of romance.  My kind of movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom wanted tartar sauce with her fish fillet but didn't know how.  Solution is simple! I searched the net and watched a YouTube video on "how to make tartar sauce".  When I visited another site, it was practically the same recipe plus 3 other versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know how to make tartar sauce? Ingredients are one cup mayonnaise,  2 tablespoons of lemon juice (calamansi would do I guess), 1 tablespoon pickle relish, 1 tablespoon finely chopped red onion, then season with salt and pepper.  Put in ref for one hour before use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's high time I really learn how to cook.  I will start with simple recipes.  But I'm crossing my fingers, hoping this isn't going to be another "ningas kugon" (the closest translation I can think of is "touch and go").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and niece visited.  They brought me some tempura.  Yehey! I have something for dinner already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom went out this morning till early afternoon so she left me with P100 for lunch. I ordered beef kaldereta, rice and Coke Zero.  Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's masahista (masseuse) came today and massaged her from head to foot (not necessarily in that order). So, I need not massage my mom's feet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my new friend saying "thank you" for the visit, the cake, and for paying the notary fee.  I told him to feel free to drop by again when he is in the vicinity.  He said, yes, he plans to visit again.  Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2444135176657730994?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2444135176657730994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-plarking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2444135176657730994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2444135176657730994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-plarking.html' title='More Plarking!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnUZ7dgolxU/TltlR2KHMzI/AAAAAAAABh8/jtS5J3xU6yM/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3236183272154347747</id><published>2011-08-28T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T17:30:36.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play and work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>I Plarked Today</title><content type='html'>You might be wondering what "Plarked" means.  Well, I just coined the term by combining "played" and "worked".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept playing various word games online.  I discovered a new game, "Scrabble Sprint" at pogo.com.  It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall continue exploring various games to challenge my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I worked while listening to songs in YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom attended a party - a house blessing in Cavite.  There were three lechons but of course, she was embarrased to bring home some.  But she was bold enough to go to the kitchen and ask for a plate of lechon with her choice parts and the crunchy skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate chicharon and tapsilog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-eSgbKlR3k/TloKbjf305I/AAAAAAAABh0/tFBreh3KBuQ/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-eSgbKlR3k/TloKbjf305I/AAAAAAAABh0/tFBreh3KBuQ/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645836551364006802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyday, I learn something new.  I just love computers! I love the Internet!  There is so much I can enjoy and find out.  And to think that my son says I am poor in technology. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3236183272154347747?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3236183272154347747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-plarked-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3236183272154347747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3236183272154347747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-plarked-today.html' title='I Plarked Today'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-eSgbKlR3k/TloKbjf305I/AAAAAAAABh0/tFBreh3KBuQ/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3783713692132374534</id><published>2011-08-26T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T20:21:39.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new projects'/><title type='text'>Yesterday and Today</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was busy formulating two questionnaires based on drafts prepared by client.  I offered to be present in the next meeting to discuss the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mom went to the hospital to undergo a citiscan...Today, she got the results but we could not understand the findings.  At least, we did not see the scary words "tumor" or "cancer".  The word "cyst" though was there.  I plan to google all the terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,  I continued lifting excerpts from "Beyond Disruption".  I also played Book Worm and listened to YouTube. I discovered a super talented young guitarist by the name of Sungha Jung.  He's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my friend discussed a possible quantitative and qualitative study.  Today, she said that both projects were approved.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYoxVVhmTMY/TlePpPGt0JI/AAAAAAAABhs/h_LF99_yq8k/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYoxVVhmTMY/TlePpPGt0JI/AAAAAAAABhs/h_LF99_yq8k/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645138596524314770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the blogsite you might find funny: &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dslservice-providers.com/blog/blog/2011/10-corny-jokes-about-really-fast-things.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.dslservice-&lt;wbr&gt;providers.com/blog/blog/2011/&lt;wbr&gt;10-corny-jokes-about-really-&lt;wbr&gt;fast-things.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3783713692132374534?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3783713692132374534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/yesterday-and-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3783713692132374534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3783713692132374534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/yesterday-and-today.html' title='Yesterday and Today'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYoxVVhmTMY/TlePpPGt0JI/AAAAAAAABhs/h_LF99_yq8k/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3655252595660232069</id><published>2011-08-24T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T18:15:27.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, a former "neighbor" visited me at our condo.  Mom was curious, too, so she joined in our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was thoughtful enough to bring cake.  Delicious! Mom ate two slices right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down for a while to have something notarized.  It's great to know that there is a notary public within our building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about many things...former neighbors, common friends, etc. (It seemed that he knew a lot of people!).  It really is a small world.  Glad to have a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;My client-friend was supposed to drop by today because we have a newly approved project. We were supposed to revise the questionnaire.  I had a lot of questions so I did not start doing it yet.  She said she will come tomorrow morning.  She reset her meeting with the end client at 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have a new project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIf0OFvYDyM/TlTO7yLFnXI/AAAAAAAABhk/iktlPejoYT4/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIf0OFvYDyM/TlTO7yLFnXI/AAAAAAAABhk/iktlPejoYT4/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644363759477955954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am still lifting excerpts from "Beyond Disruption".  But instead of just a word file, I want to come up with a Powerpoint version.  Hope client would agree to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other book,"The Art of War" by Sun Tzu, is still being read by my son.  It is a classic and I consider it a privilege for me to get to read it.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;So what else is new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading another book for leisure, entitled "Sins of Omission".  Mom enjoyed reading it so I decided to start reading it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom went to a rheumatologist to complain about her aches and pains.  She was asked to undergo Citiscan.  I hope it is not anything serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate spicy adobong pusit from Cafe Denim.  It was good enough, I finished everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is celebrating her birthday soon.  She asked if I can join her and her brother because the latter is treating us out.  I think I am well enough to go out.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, knowing it is in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3655252595660232069?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3655252595660232069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3655252595660232069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3655252595660232069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIf0OFvYDyM/TlTO7yLFnXI/AAAAAAAABhk/iktlPejoYT4/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7521298757765815290</id><published>2011-08-22T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T18:11:17.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bibliarasal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food Is Good</title><content type='html'>I love food!  Does that make me a "foodie"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my sister and niece dropped by for dinner. They brought pancit palabok from Little Quiapo, grilled liempo from Grill Queen, puto from Nathaniels.  They also brought softdrinks.  I enjoyed the liempo especially, I almost finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after our Monday visit to the hospital, mom treated me to Sushi-ya.  As usual, we ordered Bento box consisting of ebi tempura (3 pieces), hagedashi tofu, California Maki, rice, and miso soup.  I had pineapple juice, mom chose iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I have finished reading "Beyond Disruption" by Jean-Marie Dru.  I continued taking exerpts from it.  Very interesting book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxrRrE6YIQE/TlIrKh0qUQI/AAAAAAAABhc/b-U9Qdw1th0/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxrRrE6YIQE/TlIrKh0qUQI/AAAAAAAABhc/b-U9Qdw1th0/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643620742926586114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I discovered another word game, this time from Yahoo.  It's called "Bookworm".  It entails forming words, the longer the better and you must use the colored letters before they hit bottom.  Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I really believe in exercising the mind.  While waiting in the hospital, I solved Sudoku puzzles. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I am inviting friends to another Bibliarasal session.  Even if there's only one participant other than me, that would be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7521298757765815290?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7521298757765815290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7521298757765815290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7521298757765815290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-is-good.html' title='Food Is Good'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxrRrE6YIQE/TlIrKh0qUQI/AAAAAAAABhc/b-U9Qdw1th0/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4995780524989556840</id><published>2011-08-20T17:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T18:04:49.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yahoo'/><title type='text'>Yahoo 7</title><content type='html'>I just loooove the "new" Yahoo 7 mail.  It's very user-friendly and the various themes are so beautiful, I keep changing it each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy who met me 35 years ago emailed and mentioned facts like where I live, our neighbor's name, my brother was with ROTC, etc.  We got to talk over the phone and he is coming over next week.  Nice to have a new friend (as if I haven't a lot of friends already!).  Well, one more won't do any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chatmate and I got into an argument yesterday about "religion".  We didn't see eye to eye on a number of things.  Until I just said something like "I don't agree with you but I still love you"...I had to clarify that I love him as a friend (he is married he he).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my gmail inbox after months of not doing so.  I was pleasantly surprised when someone said that she read my 2nd book ("Things I Learned Before I Was Born").  She enjoyed it.  What do you know, a fan! Makes me want to write another book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keynote speech I posted in writersdigest got noticed.  Two people commented saying "great message" and "yes, excellent message".  Gave me a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other folks have been reading this blog without my knowing it and they have emailed to me.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RClggxRmFbU/Tk-GO2CCaII/AAAAAAAABhU/hjXwfO7-l98/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RClggxRmFbU/Tk-GO2CCaII/AAAAAAAABhU/hjXwfO7-l98/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642876447698872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend came over this afternoon.  I had my first Bibliyarasal (Bible, study, and prayer). There were just the two of us.  I invited 7 other people but all declined.  My fault because I waited till the last minute to contact them (only yesterday and today).  I will conduct the next one this coming Saturday and invite participants well in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend brought fruits (papaya and pineapple).  How kind of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom went to Greenhills and joined my aunt and uncle.  They bought Christmas gifts (necklaces) for their two daughters.  They ate at a Chinese restaurant and mom brought home the leftover food.  She also bought monggo siopao, chicharon, and fresh lumpia.  Yey and yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A client-friend informed me that one of our projects is sure to be approved.  Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4995780524989556840?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4995780524989556840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/yahoo-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4995780524989556840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4995780524989556840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/yahoo-7.html' title='Yahoo 7'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RClggxRmFbU/Tk-GO2CCaII/AAAAAAAABhU/hjXwfO7-l98/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8387784544769767900</id><published>2011-08-18T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:06:56.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing a speech'/><title type='text'>Keynote Address</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fG40WNDUQHk/TkzH7uII_JI/AAAAAAAABhM/gmRX3SmlQlI/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fG40WNDUQHk/TkzH7uII_JI/AAAAAAAABhM/gmRX3SmlQlI/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642104261996772498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I subscribe to WritersDigest.  Every week or so, they have what is called a "writing prompt". The latest one goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You received a call from your alma mater and they want you to be the  keynote speaker at graduation. Write a speech that inspires the future  generation to work toward their dreams.  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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Good day to you all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is a great privilege to be invited today as your keynote speaker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is also an awesome responsibility.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not wish to bore you so I promise to make this speech brief but big on advice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, what words of wisdom do I impart to you, dear graduates? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, let that word be our acronym for easy recall – WISDOM!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;W stands for work hard, play hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most who are fresh from college swear to sweat it out early in their career.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s good! But don’t forget to play, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;party and put your foot up to rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You must avoid burning out before your fire is extinguished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I means I shall do my best without being a perfectionist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Strive for excellence, not perfection. Otherwise, you might end up in a mental institution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I should know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Been there, done that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;S is share yourself to the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It needs your skills, talents, drive, ideas, and yes, your presence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just being around should be seen as your gift to all that you meet – at work, in social circles, and most especially, to your family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;D of course means dream on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This place would not have seen much progress were it not for dreamers, dreamers like you and me. Reach for whatever that dream is, so long as it is not detrimental to others or harmful to yourself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O – open yourself to opportunities that come your way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Better still, actively seek those doors of opportunities and don’t just stand there! Boldly open them! For opportunities are not for the weak of heart but for the strong of will.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;M is for “mantra”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you haven’t one already, I suggest you adopt mine. My personal mantra all these years is “Everyday in every way, I am getting better and better!” Yes, the desire to improve on a daily basis starts with the mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let this thought be ingrained in your brain not only because it rhymes, but also because it works!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So there you are, W – work hard, play hard. I – I shall do my best without being a perfectionist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;S – share yourself to the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;D – dream on. O – open yourself to opportunities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;M – mantra, “Everyday in every way, I am getting better and better”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let me end with a story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a young, beautiful, talented and intelligent woman who graduated from this very university.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because she finished with honors, &lt;i style=""&gt;magna cum laude, &lt;/i&gt;she was able to work for the best and biggest companies in the country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But like everybody, she experienced trials and tribulations – a failed marriage and illnesses such as diabetes, osteoporosis, bi-polar mood disorder, and lately, multiple myeloma or cancer of the bone marrow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hence, she has been in and out of hospitals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Armed with the very words I shared with you today, she has survived and continues to survive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, you are looking at that survivor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Welcome to the world! 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I may never be invited to be such a speaker but I can pretend and write about it, can't I?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8387784544769767900?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8387784544769767900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/keynote-address.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8387784544769767900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8387784544769767900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/keynote-address.html' title='Keynote Address'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fG40WNDUQHk/TkzH7uII_JI/AAAAAAAABhM/gmRX3SmlQlI/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4187352545852394062</id><published>2011-08-17T16:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:28:53.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic comedies'/><title type='text'>Romantic Comedies vs. Chick Flicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kULKJYh6c_w/TkuJlIvHAGI/AAAAAAAABhE/tSuwOrml05Y/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kULKJYh6c_w/TkuJlIvHAGI/AAAAAAAABhE/tSuwOrml05Y/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641754229304918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_j-cYwEl7o/TkuIk0xVShI/AAAAAAAABg0/999UPpumskc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_j-cYwEl7o/TkuIk0xVShI/AAAAAAAABg0/999UPpumskc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641753124433906194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kn_NX-Pyt4Q/TkuISKxSSPI/AAAAAAAABgs/ghjg1km5uG0/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lDkLkwYfT0/TkuIyno2NjI/AAAAAAAABg8/rOUOlH0d_Dg/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lDkLkwYfT0/TkuIyno2NjI/AAAAAAAABg8/rOUOlH0d_Dg/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641753361426822706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently watched "27 Dresses", "The Ugly Truth" and "50 First Dates". I call all three romantic comedies (my favorite genre!).  But some of my male friends call them "Yuk! Chick flicks!".  They wouldn't be caught watching one [as if they would be less of a man! ha ha].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me, I just love those so called chick flicks because I am a "chick" who happens to be an incurable romantic as well. I love to laugh and I enjoy vicariously experiencing romance by merely watching a film with a happy ending for two people in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news.  My doctor is charging us P1,000 a week retroactive to the time we started getting Velcade for free.  We can no longer afford to buy Recormon for twice a week.  Lord, please provide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is not coming today to pick up her payment for a project.  She said tomorrow, she will pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started reading "Beyond Disruption".  Hmm, quite interesting.  But I have yet to find out tomorrow evening what exactly is my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massaging my mom's feet is a daily task for me.  I really don't mind.  I am able to pray the rosary while doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am raring to do more work so more money can come in.  I claim an avalanche of projects! Thank You so much, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4187352545852394062?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4187352545852394062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/romantic-comedies-vs-chick-flicks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4187352545852394062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4187352545852394062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/romantic-comedies-vs-chick-flicks.html' title='Romantic Comedies vs. Chick Flicks'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kULKJYh6c_w/TkuJlIvHAGI/AAAAAAAABhE/tSuwOrml05Y/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6171664314572912642</id><published>2011-08-15T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T19:47:44.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><title type='text'>Small Blessings Ain't Small</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjUN8xZ_HI8/TkkG9Ig9NmI/AAAAAAAABgk/dESsl8FEduo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjUN8xZ_HI8/TkkG9Ig9NmI/AAAAAAAABgk/dESsl8FEduo/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641047655585756770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since my last blog, "small" blessings came my way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I continued playing word whomp and started listing words I was not able to get (hence, broadening my vocabulary...but I have to look them up in the dictionary he he)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My sister called up and we talked for several minutes - about my niece's wake, her new job, her trip to the US, etc.  (I have only one sister and it's great to get to talk with her once in a while.  She is busy with her job and she has four children and a husband, you see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My aunt fetched my mom.  She brought seven new books. Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Mom attended a cousin's despedida (who will be going back to the US).  The food was lechon, paella and braised beef.  I got to eat the lechon...hmm, super yummy! The paella wasn't bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I had time to re-watch "The Accidental Husband" on DVD.  I just love romantic comedies! It's a good thing the DVD was a clear copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...A friend, a sister in community, passed by.  She tried to convince me to take food supplements but I'm not too keen on them.  She got our lawyer-friend's contact number because she owes her some money.  We scheduled a Biblirasal (Bibliya, aral, dasal) session on Saturday. She prayed for me and my family before leaving. I gave her a yellow green shirt because that is her favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...We were able to go to the hospital again but it took a while before mom was able to find a wheelchair.  I ate chicharon and salad.  I solved several sudoku puzzles while waiting.  We didn't have a hard time getting a cab to and from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My friend texted me to say that she had just finished interviewing my friend and she was a good respondent. (I'm always glad to be of help, no matter how small the favor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...For three days now, I have been massaging my mom's feet while saying the rosary.  I put lotion so that I could massage more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was also able to wash the dishes a few times. (I haven't done this for a long time.  Means I am really on my way to recovery.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...For all these and more, thank You, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6171664314572912642?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6171664314572912642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-blessings-aint-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6171664314572912642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6171664314572912642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-blessings-aint-small.html' title='Small Blessings Ain&apos;t Small'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjUN8xZ_HI8/TkkG9Ig9NmI/AAAAAAAABgk/dESsl8FEduo/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-504094252060048977</id><published>2011-08-13T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T19:30:44.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word whomp'/><title type='text'>Everyday in Every Way...</title><content type='html'>I used to have a daily mantra which goes, "Every day in every way, I am getting better and better."  It is now more true today than before.  I can feel myself becoming better - health-wise, socially, intellectually, emotionally, spiritually, and so on. And I have the Lord to thank! (Praise You, Lord!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sad to hear the news that so and so has died. One such person is my niece (daughter of my deaf and mute cousin).  She had cancer, stage 4.  My brother and sister are going to the wake today.  I wish I could come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do enjoy playing word whomp at pogo. com.  I have been playing for hours these past days!  But when I recognized that it was getting to be too much, I willed myself to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassing to say, I poohed again on my underwear yesterday and today.  It's one of the side effects of my medicine - diarrhea.  Oh well, as my doctors says, it's the lesser of evils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhxQOgOxw04/TkY5mlRvJsI/AAAAAAAABgc/hvYbK49m97A/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhxQOgOxw04/TkY5mlRvJsI/AAAAAAAABgc/hvYbK49m97A/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640258918332442306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been listening to YouTube and I just love the song, "I Will Follow Him" from Sister Act.  (Wish I could see the movie.)  Also, I often listen to Fatima Soriano sing "Mahiwaga" - the theme song from "100 Days to Heaven". [The blind girl was the same one who sang my song, "Mama Let Me Live. And just to remind you, it's on YouTube entitled "Nimia Gamo song only".]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom got mad yesterday at me for agreeing to get a check under my name but part of it goes to other people.  I don't have a bank account except a checking account. So she was furious that she would have to go through so much trouble just to get the money.  She talked to the agency's staff and yelled at her.  Poor girl!  And so I thought of a solution. I asked my son to pick up the check last Thursday and on Friday he had it encashed (he couldn't do both on the same day because he will go on overbreak).  So, problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, mom was able to pay her credit card bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm expecting more payment within the month.  Hope all months were like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mom bought pancit palabok from Little Quiapo plus chicharon and suman.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she bought fresh lumpia from Goldilocks, plus other food (shrimp and fried fish).  I was able to eat the lumpia without puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A client-friend is asking me to read two interesting books.  But I have to get instructions first from her before I start reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good! (all the time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-504094252060048977?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/504094252060048977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/everyday-in-every-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/504094252060048977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/504094252060048977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/everyday-in-every-way.html' title='Everyday in Every Way...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XhxQOgOxw04/TkY5mlRvJsI/AAAAAAAABgc/hvYbK49m97A/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2762579303629481001</id><published>2011-08-11T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:25:06.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compliments'/><title type='text'>Mind Games</title><content type='html'>With reports done, I take my time engaging in "mind games" - specifically, sudoku, scrabble and word whomp (which I recently discovered in pogo.com). It's fun and addicting!It entails forming as many words as you can given six letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now walk although still not that fast.  I no longer use my swivel chair as my "wheelchair".  Clearly, I'm on the way to recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was a presentation of the three reports I made. Client said "The content was&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg_V9gx6xLs/TkORqugzubI/AAAAAAAABgU/4dejvY4YPvU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg_V9gx6xLs/TkORqugzubI/AAAAAAAABgU/4dejvY4YPvU/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639511321624164786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very good. Good job on the presentation material. We missed you today...Everyone was looking for you." Well, it's good to know that all that effort has not gone to waste.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Client said that my FGD report was "very good, ang bilis din (and fast, too)".  Another yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looooove my work as analyst.  I have other projects coming soon.  Thank You, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I will watch a DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2762579303629481001?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2762579303629481001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/mind-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2762579303629481001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2762579303629481001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/mind-games.html' title='Mind Games'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg_V9gx6xLs/TkORqugzubI/AAAAAAAABgU/4dejvY4YPvU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6508705669071174617</id><published>2011-08-09T05:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T06:03:42.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='many reports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry run'/><title type='text'>Ahhh! Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV_gtxnzfmM/TkBdFNi8s7I/AAAAAAAABgM/SUszYS5t3xQ/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV_gtxnzfmM/TkBdFNi8s7I/AAAAAAAABgM/SUszYS5t3xQ/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638609077584835506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whew!  I am done with the three reports I was tasked to do on the same project.  The presentation will push through on Wednesday but I won't be around physically.  Yesterday,  we (the two people who will be presenting and I) had a dry run.  I gave tips on how to present the data/report.  There will be 7 top executives who will be attending.  (That's much fewer than the 30 who attended one of my presentations!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also edited two reports of a research agency.  The analysis was good but grammar and choice of words needed improvement/correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hospital day.  I woke up late so we left the house at about past 9.  Good thing we found a lone wheelchair.  Thank God! (My mom and I always pray that a wheelchair be made available for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank avocado shake (without milk) and ate chicharon (with taba/fat) for morning merienda.  While waiting, I solved Sudoku puzzles and prayed the rosary.  We didn't wait long for a cab to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bite of the siopao mom bought for my lunch but again, I felt like throwing up (I had just been given my medicine which causes vomitting and diarrhea).  So I just ate crackers for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my visitors (the presentors) arrived, we went through the dry run.  We ordered food from downstairs - turon, ginataang mais and pancit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to have accomplished so much! Now, I have time to watch DVDs to reward myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6508705669071174617?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6508705669071174617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhh-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6508705669071174617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6508705669071174617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhh-done.html' title='Ahhh! Done!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tV_gtxnzfmM/TkBdFNi8s7I/AAAAAAAABgM/SUszYS5t3xQ/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8024079539878392734</id><published>2011-08-04T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T21:28:49.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy with projects'/><title type='text'>Busy, Busy as a Bee</title><content type='html'>Boy, have I been busy these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a long FGD report - complete with pictures and diagrams, and verbatims (both oral and written).  I've sent a copy to the facilitator for her inputs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a project came in today.  Quite easy.  Just some Internet search and I made inquiries over the phone.  I also came up with a one-pager for the Client.  It is for a parish church which is celebrating its fiesta soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, a client asked for three separate reports based on a single study.  The person in charge of data processing sent me only a few data tables.  I am far, far from finishing at least one of the three reports.  BIG problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good news is that the dry run tomorrow was cancelled.  The presentation will push through next Wednesday but I won't be the one to do it.  I will "train" another person and we will have our dry run this Monday (afternoon, since I will be in the hospital for about half a day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQjq8n6bjA/Tjqeam18BYI/AAAAAAAABgE/Y_eBKlzfgzE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQjq8n6bjA/Tjqeam18BYI/AAAAAAAABgE/Y_eBKlzfgzE/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636992063548163458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, buzz...I am busy as a bee. I was able to write in this blog only because I am still waiting for more data to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the night is long and looks like I will work till beyond midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8024079539878392734?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8024079539878392734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-busy-as-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8024079539878392734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8024079539878392734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/busy-busy-as-bee.html' title='Busy, Busy as a Bee'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcQjq8n6bjA/Tjqeam18BYI/AAAAAAAABgE/Y_eBKlzfgzE/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3814539802711541215</id><published>2011-08-01T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:36:59.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Velcade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Days Are These</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Sunday), a friend (who is a pastor) visited me.  She and her companion, prayed over me particularly for my healing.  We were able to talk about the olds days [we were officemates before] and how she changed.  She said that I was the prettiest in the company.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad they forgot to bring the cake they were supposed to give me.  It's okay.  Calories and sugar...not good for my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to continue working on my FGD report yesterday and today.  I'm about halfway through.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDTU8ISQ7-M/TjaPZG9wrCI/AAAAAAAABf8/dy4dxaH6Jug/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDTU8ISQ7-M/TjaPZG9wrCI/AAAAAAAABf8/dy4dxaH6Jug/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635849645229911074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I watched a beautiful, inspiring movie, entitled "Extraordinary Measures" - starring Brendan Fraser and Harrison Ford.  It's about a man who has 2 kids sick with a rare disease and a professor struggling to turn his "cure" from theory to reality.  What makes it even more interesting is that the movie is based on a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went early to the hospital so there were several wheelchairs available.  After my blood test, we went to the canteen.  I ate a plain donut, melon shake and kropek.  Then we found the right path towards the new chemo room.  We waited long so I was able to pray the rosary and solve several Sudoku puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my doctors were pleased with my lab results.  The only thing was I have UTI for which antibiotics were prescribed.  I will continue to receive Velcade for free and buy Recormon weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were home before 5 pm, the rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LBM is part of the side effects of Velcade.  No wonder I have been suffering from diarrhea these past weeks.  Oh well, it's among the lesser of evils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3814539802711541215?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3814539802711541215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/wonderful-days-are-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3814539802711541215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3814539802711541215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/08/wonderful-days-are-these.html' title='Wonderful Days Are These'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDTU8ISQ7-M/TjaPZG9wrCI/AAAAAAAABf8/dy4dxaH6Jug/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3997577029199813521</id><published>2011-07-30T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:55:08.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FB'/><title type='text'>Ordinary Days Can Be Fun</title><content type='html'>There were no special occasions recently but I still had fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I enjoy working on another report, the FGD I told you about.  It is far from completed but the deadline is still next week.  So, I am taking my sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I finished reading "Depraved Indifference" and liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My mom bought chicharon with fat.  It's as good as Lapid's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My friend visited me last Thursday.  She brought carbonara from Amici.  We talked about family, health, etc.  She said I look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy0WdWsBjvM/TjPi08crYVI/AAAAAAAABf0/nsXtCBYm_Qk/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy0WdWsBjvM/TjPi08crYVI/AAAAAAAABf0/nsXtCBYm_Qk/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635096957978108242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...A client-friend asked a favor from me.  In return, he gave me cake (Mango Bravo) from Conti's.  Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Mom bought churros con chocolate from Dulcinea. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My sister and niece dropped by today.  They brought lunch (Chinese food) - asado, fish fillet, lemon chicken and yang chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Another friend came over and brought puting pancit.  Tastes good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My aunt gave us lots of mangoes from my cousin's farm.  My Kuya brought them and he got some for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My client's husband picked up the box of questionnaires and gave my payment.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I keep chatting with friends at FB, YM and Skype.  Someone invited me to join Google+, another social networking site.  But I'm satisfied with FB already.  It would be too time-consuming to maintain more than one site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't noticed I'm a food addict.  Hope I don't gain back the over 20 lbs. I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3997577029199813521?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3997577029199813521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/ordinary-days-can-be-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3997577029199813521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3997577029199813521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/ordinary-days-can-be-fun.html' title='Ordinary Days Can Be Fun'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy0WdWsBjvM/TjPi08crYVI/AAAAAAAABf0/nsXtCBYm_Qk/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-614284883798744354</id><published>2011-07-27T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:12:22.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family gettogether'/><title type='text'>The Past Few Days</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I was not able to post anything since Friday.  Been quite busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is I was able to finish my report, all 108 slides of it.  I enjoyed doing it.  I'm glad I know Excel and Powerpoint.  Makes things easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading, "The Sigma Protocol".  Typical Robert Ludlum novel.  Exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading "Depraved Indifference".  Interesting, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is a fun place with the abundance of books, do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we had a family gettogether at my sister's place.  She just had a procedure on her legs so she requested that the venue be her house.  The occasion was Daddy's birthday, God bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who volunteered the fact that I have lost weight.  The others agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I did not throw up.  Food was pancit malabon, inihaw na liempo, chicken inasal, puto, manggang hilaw with bagoong, softdrinks, chocolates, cheese with crackers and bubble gum.  Even if I had work to do, I don't regret seeing members of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car used by my niece was rather a big one.  I had difficulty getting inside.  So, we borrowed my sister's stool so I can step on it while riding and embarking down the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, mom and I went to the hospital. It's a good thing there was one wheelchair left. After the blood test and staying in the canteen (I had avocado milkshake and kropek), we went to the new chemo room.  Quite a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited long.  We read the books we brought along, anticipating the long wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home just a few minutes before Pnoy's SONA.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on the SONA?  Good enough.  Lacking in literary style but rich in heart and sincerity.  Keep it up, Mr. President!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I have another project coming up.  It's a four-group FGD report due to Client on August 8.  The two groups pushed through yesterday but the two others were postponed due to bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the notes will be okay/adequate enough to come up with a good analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cute picture.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0yMcZzvGUo/Ti_WU2lXc1I/AAAAAAAABfs/7r_lS5sqHRo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0yMcZzvGUo/Ti_WU2lXc1I/AAAAAAAABfs/7r_lS5sqHRo/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633957312601748306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-614284883798744354?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/614284883798744354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/past-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/614284883798744354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/614284883798744354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/past-few-days.html' title='The Past Few Days'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0yMcZzvGUo/Ti_WU2lXc1I/AAAAAAAABfs/7r_lS5sqHRo/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8883249764975141641</id><published>2011-07-22T17:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T17:49:35.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visits'/><title type='text'>Two Visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwWXHE_x070/TilHjt_qiZI/AAAAAAAABfk/fk1DSYOuN8k/s1600/42-17660095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwWXHE_x070/TilHjt_qiZI/AAAAAAAABfk/fk1DSYOuN8k/s400/42-17660095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632111487971133842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Wednesday, I had two sets of visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was around lunchtime.  Two friends (a brother and sister) visited me, bringing along pasta from Bellini's.   After eating, we played scrabble and several games of Crazy 8.  Then, we had a poetry session, composing a poem entitled "We".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to leave to go to their office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, towards evening, a client-friend arrived with another client.  We discussed a research project for their parish.  I have to do both tabulation and analysis of data in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what has been keeping me busy these past few days.  Almost 200 sheets/questionnaires of three pages each!  I started with the close-ended questions.  I am not yet done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not through reading "The Sigma Protocol".  Exciting but I need to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8883249764975141641?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8883249764975141641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/two-visits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8883249764975141641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8883249764975141641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/two-visits.html' title='Two Visits'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwWXHE_x070/TilHjt_qiZI/AAAAAAAABfk/fk1DSYOuN8k/s72-c/42-17660095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1357146264920154732</id><published>2011-07-19T17:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:22:56.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Update on Me</title><content type='html'>Since my last post, what has been happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I started reading Robert Ludlum's "The Sigma Protocol".  Exciting enough but I'm not through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My sister and niece visited and they brought Reyes barbecue for me.  I couldn't eat the java rice so I just ate the pork barbecue (one stick).  The other stick, my son ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Mom and I went to the hospital.  Waited long for a wheelchair. Mom had to get from the Emergency Room.  We had lunch at the canteen but I didn't like the pancit bihon.  I drank calamansi juice and ate cheese-flavored potato chips from Potato Corner.  We waited long for my Velcade treatment.  The nurse had a hard time looking for a vein on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I re-watched "All About Steve".  Funny movie with a nice message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I chatted with several friends at FB.  Some of them are visiting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I had a video call from my friend in Cebu.  Good thing my webcam is still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I still puke and feel like puking.  Small price to pay for my free medicine.  And I lost more weight.  I'm down to 127 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I also poohed on my underwear again.  Bum stomach.  Had to take a bath in the morning.  Ewww! (Sorry for the things I reveal in this blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Still following "100 Days to Heaven".  Makes me laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Next Sunday, our family will get together to celebrate my Dad's birthday.   Venue is my sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Our family friend graciously will shoulder the cost of my mom's 80th birthday party next year.  50 guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My project has not come.  So I am still relatively free these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_y0hQ6yCSY/TiVazDkG5vI/AAAAAAAABfc/X9uG8GNBymA/s1600/CB064335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_y0hQ6yCSY/TiVazDkG5vI/AAAAAAAABfc/X9uG8GNBymA/s400/CB064335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631006742273255154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...I love Peking duck! So does my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1357146264920154732?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1357146264920154732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/update-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1357146264920154732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1357146264920154732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/update-on-me.html' title='Update on Me'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_y0hQ6yCSY/TiVazDkG5vI/AAAAAAAABfc/X9uG8GNBymA/s72-c/CB064335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-272005657286759847</id><published>2011-07-16T20:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T20:32:58.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice movie'/><title type='text'>The Days Are Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAfvRrPVxQo/TiGDhEWraOI/AAAAAAAABfM/EmnIxnyn1aE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAfvRrPVxQo/TiGDhEWraOI/AAAAAAAABfM/EmnIxnyn1aE/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629925613317613794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, the days seem long because I have no work. I will be doing some tabulation of 150 questionnaires next week.  Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Everybody's Fine", starring Robert de Niro.  Nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading "In Pursuit of the Proper Sinner" by Elizabeth George.  Good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is back from Australia but I haven't heard from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might watch another movie tonight.  Or, I could start reading another book - by Robert Ludlum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cough and cold.  I'm taking Solmux along with my other medicines.  Hope I don't catch pneumonia again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked mom to cook binagoongan for me.  But I puked after the first bite.  Then, I requested monggo with danggit.  Was able to eat it without throwing up.  Mom also bought Lapid's chicharon.  Yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom went to a lunch party today.  She brought home some churros with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see a priest for Confession.  Sinful me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's best friend is due home soon.  He is finally through with his studies.  I think they are planning to put up a business, maybe a farm.  Not sure if that's a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several pledges of visits from friends.  Can't wait to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Diagnostic Center at the hospital is due to open on Monday.  I might go there for my Velcade treatment.  But the blood tests will remain as they are, with the laboratory on the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been chatting with friends at FB.  Good use of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovered a singer on YouTube as recommended by a friend.  Her name is Adele, an English.  Great singing voice.  One can easily overlook her being overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep playing online scrabble at pogo.com.  I win about 80% of the time.  I play against robots or the computer.  I have yet to come back to play scrabble against humans at FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is so much less these days. I still use the swivel chair to go about but I can now stand up longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my father's birthday on July 24.  I hope we will have a family gettogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-272005657286759847?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/272005657286759847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-are-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/272005657286759847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/272005657286759847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/days-are-long.html' title='The Days Are Long'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CAfvRrPVxQo/TiGDhEWraOI/AAAAAAAABfM/EmnIxnyn1aE/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4751032324784699966</id><published>2011-07-13T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T15:41:30.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Still No Work</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, we went to the hospital late.  Someone went to the condo to draw blood while I lay down.  (It was too early, I was still sleepy.)  So we came to the hospital at lunchtime.  There was no wheelchair but one came soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a bum stomach so I poohed on my underwear again twice.  Ewww! So I drank Immodium again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with a friend in Cebu through Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep puking or wanting to.  So my weight is down to 128 lbs.  I feel so light already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my son's day-off. Yehey.  But he's out now.  He might meet up with his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have work.  I'm raring to work again but no project has come.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished reading "The MacGregors" by Nora Roberts.  Romance with plenty of bed scenes.  For a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading another book.  Back to a mystery book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is being massaged right now, something I cannot enjoy due to brittle bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends might visit me.  Looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for me to write something...a book, a screenplay, a poem...anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw parts of "Die Hard" for the nth time.  It's one of my favorite action movie, starring Bruce Willis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me reminisce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T203QNIcimc/Th1MAeNRJ6I/AAAAAAAABfE/BVQg9yThO0g/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T203QNIcimc/Th1MAeNRJ6I/AAAAAAAABfE/BVQg9yThO0g/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628738680275412898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...when I was young, I remember daydreaming in front of our large dresser mirror.  I was a beauty queen, a singer, a dancer, some famous person.  I'm glad I have outgrown such dreams of fame and popularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when we were still in our old house, I loved the food that our cook would make: chicken relleno, lumpiang ubod with egg wrapper, crispy pata, monggo with dilis, tinapa or danggit, etc.  Yummy! No wonder I was so heavy then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I was growing up, boys/men would take notice of me and my sister.  Suitors will come and visit, call up, send letters, gifts and flowers.  Oh the attention we got then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when my son was a kid, we would eat at McDonalds, KFC, TGIF (the last was our favorite but it's quite expensive).  We would go to the malls - North Edsa, Galleria, Megamall and Shangrila.  I miss those days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I was working, I really dressed up to impress and to feel good.  I would borrow clothes from my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I was active in my Catholic Charismatic Community, I would attend prayer meetings, intercession, retreats, worship, daily mass.  I felt so close to God then.  Now I am trying to rekindle such closeness to Him in the confines of our condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when I was still studying, I was very studious.  I would read textbooks, do my homework as soon as I reached home.  No wonder I ended up with honors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy days.  I choose to dwell in them.  But I still look forward to the future.  As well as enjoy the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4751032324784699966?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4751032324784699966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-no-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4751032324784699966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4751032324784699966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-no-work.html' title='Still No Work'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T203QNIcimc/Th1MAeNRJ6I/AAAAAAAABfE/BVQg9yThO0g/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8205414376970642487</id><published>2011-07-10T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:52:49.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>What's Been Happening in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhhEz_2LpGE/Thln8UKIcKI/AAAAAAAABe0/OCwNRFeeqt4/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhhEz_2LpGE/Thln8UKIcKI/AAAAAAAABe0/OCwNRFeeqt4/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627643495277162658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not much.  No projects except for one continuation and a proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, no movies worth watching on TV (or so I think).  But my mom and I continue to enjoy watching "100 Days to Heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading "All Fall Down" by Erica Splinder.  Great book.  I started another book, this time, a romance one.  Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep playing online scrabble for free. Thanks to pogo.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear mass in the Internet whenever I can.  I pray the rosary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, I talk to friends over the phone or chat with them through Skype or Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like puking when I eat so I am limited to salads, fruits and soup.  I feel myself getting lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to imagine that I was once 190 lbs. heavy!  I'm now down to 130 lbs., last time I weighed.   My sugar is also good at about 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is going to visit me this week. She will bring carbonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to pay my June taxes and compute for second quarter (nothing to pay).  My dear mom was the one who went to the bank and BIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's "rayuma" is acting up.  She was not able to go to church today so she heard mass on TV instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we are back to the hospital for Velcade treatment.  Before that, someone will come here in the condo to get blood sample for my CBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I boring you?  Sorry.  My days are ho-hum. Hope they become more interesting for you to read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8205414376970642487?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8205414376970642487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-been-happening-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8205414376970642487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8205414376970642487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-been-happening-in-my-life.html' title='What&apos;s Been Happening in My Life'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhhEz_2LpGE/Thln8UKIcKI/AAAAAAAABe0/OCwNRFeeqt4/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7808460800174780392</id><published>2011-07-06T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T16:53:57.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrabble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ewww'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Ewww!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had a bum stomach...such that I poohed on my underwear three times.  The last was the worst, with shit on the toilet bowl seat, the floor, on my thighs and legs.   Ewww!  Poor mom! She had to clean up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weigh 130 lbs. I aim to be in the 120's.  With little rice, this is achievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for the first time in several weeks, I was able to rise up in bed.  I did it three times today. Yehey!  A major achievement! And I can walk around slowly.  Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed work today.  Expecting payment soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my son's day-off so he accompanied my mom to the grocery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading Tom Clancy's "The Teeth of the Tiger".  Very interesting.  I enjoyed reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get to play scrabble these days, playing against robots or the computer.  I almost always win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greeted my friend whose birthday is today.  I remember I called her up on her birthday some years ago and I didn't even greet her.  She cried.  From then on, I swore to remember her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from my friend that she has a relative who also had cancer of the bone marrow.  He has passed away.  I am again reminded of my mortality.  Am I ready to meet my Creator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers, anyone? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4E6W8U3s7c/ThlojSKXZUI/AAAAAAAABe8/1xMLGxavCdg/s1600/42-21027955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4E6W8U3s7c/ThlojSKXZUI/AAAAAAAABe8/1xMLGxavCdg/s400/42-21027955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627644164756170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7808460800174780392?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7808460800174780392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/ewww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7808460800174780392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7808460800174780392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/ewww.html' title='Ewww!'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4E6W8U3s7c/ThlojSKXZUI/AAAAAAAABe8/1xMLGxavCdg/s72-c/42-21027955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4714718200397048400</id><published>2011-07-03T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T17:45:59.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Embarrassing</title><content type='html'>Last Friday and today, I am ashamed to say that I poohed on my bed.  Poor mom!  You see, I could not get up right away, not aware that I already had shit in my underwear.  Ewww!  I took a bath in the morning of both days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading "Deadly Grace". Nice book.  I started reading "Teeth of the Tiger" by Tom Clancy.  Many characters but looks interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister dropped by last Friday to bring food from Goldilocks - fresh lumpia and pancit palabok.  Palatable enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, these days, I find myself feeling like puking.  I haven't been eating much rice and fried food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax7Pnn-gO_c/ThA6PpIsQ1I/AAAAAAAABek/enseNch2VVo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax7Pnn-gO_c/ThA6PpIsQ1I/AAAAAAAABek/enseNch2VVo/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625059975000507218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched "Master of Disguise".  It's a comedy but I didn't like the humor that much though it had a story worth sticking around till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing online scrabble and crossword puzzles.  Keeps my mind busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the pain is getting less and less each day.  Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4714718200397048400?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4714718200397048400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/embarrassing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4714718200397048400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4714718200397048400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/07/embarrassing.html' title='Embarrassing'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax7Pnn-gO_c/ThA6PpIsQ1I/AAAAAAAABek/enseNch2VVo/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4718886837502122157</id><published>2011-06-29T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T18:27:01.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='less pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Getting Better</title><content type='html'>Looks like my pain killers, Velcade and Recormon are working.  I have much less pain these days although I still need assistance in rising from bed. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad when mom goes out to spend time with her friends or relatives.  She needs the "recreation".  Today, she went to Greenhills with her sister, niece and grand-niece.  They ate in a Chinese Restaurant.  She said the food was delicious but did not order food for me because she did not want to carry it around while they went shopping.  She bought espasol, puto seko, and tableya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my son's day-off today. So, he cooked liempo for lunch.  We had a little time for bonding. Then he left to watch a movie and help out in the store because they have a big sale tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the time to read a book I started yesterday, "Deadly Grace" by Taylor Smith.  Interesting.  But I'm not half-way through yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some work yesterday but none today.  So it really is rest day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard mass in the Internet.  I was once more reminded to trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my projects was postponed till late July.  I was supposed to do a report today and tomorrow.  I hope more projects will come in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy watching "100 Days to Heaven".   I hope it doesn't end anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be visited by two marketing research friends this Saturday.  I am looking forward to their visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4718886837502122157?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4718886837502122157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-better.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4718886837502122157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4718886837502122157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-better.html' title='Getting Better'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1506133447621853565</id><published>2011-06-27T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:07:30.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>2 Funny Movies, 1 Book, and Visit to the Hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiIBS_G3vqQ/TghINbSqaSI/AAAAAAAABec/Y8ryViSV8DE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiIBS_G3vqQ/TghINbSqaSI/AAAAAAAABec/Y8ryViSV8DE/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622823530273597730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Work came in and ended Saturday.  To reward myself, I watched television and was fortunate enough to view "Trading Places" a comedy starring Eddie Murphy and Dan Aykroyd.   My brother came to visit and recognized the movie as a hit in the 80's.  That's how old it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to watch "Top Secret!" starring Val Kilmer.  Funny, too, but I prefer the humor in "Trading Places".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my mom attended my aunt's birthday blowout at Josephine's in Tagaytay.  After hearing TV mass, I got sleepy so I gave in to the temptation of lying down in bed to sleep.  By lunch time, I couldn't get up at all!  So I had to make do with Maxx's menthol candy (cherry flavor) and some galletas de patatas.  I also used the time to finish reading "Shadow Fires".  Nice book!  Very thrilling from beginning till end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to the hospital.  My son came along but he left at once to catch more sleep.  I had some blood tests.  I spent almost an hour in the CR to urinate but nothing came out.  So, I had breakfast of lomi at the canteen and drank water.  I was able to urinate in the chemo room and mom gave the sample urine for urinalysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to receive another medicine via IV for more than two hours.  Mom brought me lunch of Wendy's bacon mushroom melt and Potato Corner sour cream flavor but I was not able to finish either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received Velcade treatment.  One of those under study said that three of those who were part of the study have already passed away.  He has four daughters from grade 2 to fourth year high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom and I went to my doctor's clinic.  We waited awhile.  I was able to pray my rosary.   My lab results were good - either improved or within normal levels.  Yehey.  I can also feel less pain these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1506133447621853565?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1506133447621853565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/2-funny-movies-1-book-and-visit-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1506133447621853565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1506133447621853565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/2-funny-movies-1-book-and-visit-to.html' title='2 Funny Movies, 1 Book, and Visit to the Hospital'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiIBS_G3vqQ/TghINbSqaSI/AAAAAAAABec/Y8ryViSV8DE/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4501075510023896940</id><published>2011-06-23T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T19:16:36.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Another Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXMCub7vvJ4/TgRyBYUlLDI/AAAAAAAABeU/vqm5H8qLSkg/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXMCub7vvJ4/TgRyBYUlLDI/AAAAAAAABeU/vqm5H8qLSkg/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621743602899430450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, another Maryknoller friend  visited me.  She gave me holy water, some money and pizza.  We prayed the 3 o'clock prayer and the Chaplet to the Divine Mercy. I gave  her one of my pictures which she will bring to healing masses. What a dear friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend and group of friends were supposed to visit me today. But some things came up so both visits were postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the bad weather, I have cough and colds. I drank a glass of calamansi this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work came in, due Saturday but I'm almost done.  Unless I will be asked to summarize the responses to the questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading another book by Dean Koontz entitled "Shadow Fires".  As my mom described it, never a dull moment so I'm eager to keep reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing my brace again.  Somehow eases the pain on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4501075510023896940?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4501075510023896940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-visitor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4501075510023896940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4501075510023896940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-visitor.html' title='Another Visitor'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXMCub7vvJ4/TgRyBYUlLDI/AAAAAAAABeU/vqm5H8qLSkg/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7542119064587559319</id><published>2011-06-20T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T18:50:36.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple myeloma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max&apos;s'/><title type='text'>And the Verdict?</title><content type='html'>We showed the x-ray results and that of my ultrasound to my hematologist.  All my latest pains are simply due to my multiple myeloma.  At least I don't have any new illness like thrombosis or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I wet our bed.  Poor mom! She had to forego going to church.  She later joined me to hear mass over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and three of her kids came for a visit.  They brought puto and kutsinta with niyog.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching "Titatic". As requested by my mom, my sister brought bells for me to call my mom.  One was placed beside my bed, the other in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining heavily this yesterday and this morning.  I thought my friend won't be able to come but she did come today.  She brought Max's whole chicken and lomi, and French Baker raisin bread and pastries.  So we were able to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I had a good chat, going through Facebook pictures of her granddaughter. We talked about common friends, the future, my illness, etc.  Nice visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z3e7Mbd8kBI/Tf8l208E7QI/AAAAAAAABeM/HuxJImVTqL0/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z3e7Mbd8kBI/Tf8l208E7QI/AAAAAAAABeM/HuxJImVTqL0/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620252483835456770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was able to watch my son's dvd of "Remember Me".  Beautiful movie.  Romance, family, drama, and tragedy. Robert Pattinson's acting was superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Some days ago, I finished reading "Paradox".  Nice book but the ending is "bitin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I asked my doctor what stage I am in, she confirmed I am still in Stage 3.  With multiple myeloma, there is no stage 4.  I checked in the internet, for stage 3, the prognosis or life expectancy is 29 months.  Indeed, some of my doctors have died already just this year.  But I am not scared.  Either God will heal me, or extend my life.  But should He decide to get me, I am ready anytime...except that I have to go to Confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7542119064587559319?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7542119064587559319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-verdict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7542119064587559319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7542119064587559319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-verdict.html' title='And the Verdict?'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z3e7Mbd8kBI/Tf8l208E7QI/AAAAAAAABeM/HuxJImVTqL0/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6302779052794045474</id><published>2011-06-18T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:11:08.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Each Step, a Thank You</title><content type='html'>These days, each step I take is a victory and I silently pray, "Thank You, Lord".  Similarly when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able to sit down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able to stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able lie down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able to rise from bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able to go to the bathroom and relieve myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am able to take a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and more! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I will again be receiving visitors instead of going out.  Last night, three Maryknoller friends dropped by.  They brought taho, fresh lumpia, guyabano and bananas.  It was such a delight to see them! One showed pictures from her laptop.  Too bad they could not stay long because they will visit another batchmate who has cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Thursday, I will have another set of visitors.  This time, sisters from community.  I'm sure they will pray over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is text or call my close friends and they will come over.  What are friends for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chatmate said that I may be enjoying the attention.  Maybe so, maybe so.  But isn't that a very human desire? I never said I was perfect.  All I know that seeing my friends make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of jokes I cracked yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Use seizure in a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;I like walking by the seizure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Anong presa ang hindi inaasahan?&lt;br /&gt;Edi sor-presa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Today, my aunt and uncle and a friend of theirs visited me and my mom.  They stayed for over an hour.  I particularly entertained them while mom was dressing up and putting on make-up. My aunt brought guava. Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AA1R7qs9GwU/TfwWwZ1m6oI/AAAAAAAABeE/0P7SR_U0ccs/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AA1R7qs9GwU/TfwWwZ1m6oI/AAAAAAAABeE/0P7SR_U0ccs/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619391455876803202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, I watched part of "Bewitched" on cable TV, starring Nicole Kidman and Will Farrel. Funny movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun coloring my coloring books yesterday.  As well as answering crossword puzzles online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful world! I love that song so much I made it my ringtone for my cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6302779052794045474?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6302779052794045474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/each-step-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6302779052794045474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6302779052794045474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/each-step-thank-you.html' title='Each Step, a Thank You'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AA1R7qs9GwU/TfwWwZ1m6oI/AAAAAAAABeE/0P7SR_U0ccs/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4350386840139913566</id><published>2011-06-16T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T19:39:57.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-ray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultrasound'/><title type='text'>What Can I Do?</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, we went to my other home - the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some laboratory tests taken.  I saw my two doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My creatinine is up, my hemoglobin remains low, and there is the extreme pain on my left leg or hip joint to be particular plus pain on my right breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my doctors recommended X-ray and ultrasound.  They also took me off certain medicines including Thalidomide which may have caused the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I, my mom and son went early to the hospital.  My son was very helpful in carrying me so I can lie down for x-ray and ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the first in line for the x-ray.  Then, I went for ultrasound and they used a brand new equipment.  The doctor said this was a sort of inaugural use of the machine - only on its fourth day.  They had an expert in Singapore to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I was asked to make "iri" (as if I was moving my bowels).  I said to the doctors, "Careful about asking me to make iri.  I feel like farting".  They all laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;After lunch and sleeping, I called up a sister-friend in community.  She adviced me to call up certain people to tell them my condition, and to find out how they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am expecting some people to visit.  Yey. I love seeing friends.  My going out is very limited to the hospital these days.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I just read in Yahoo of a lotto winner abroad who is on dialysis but intends to give away part of his winnings to the poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I can help the needy financially but I am not able to do so.  One of my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can think of two ministries - prayer for others and this blog site.  I hope God will use my writing skills to greater use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is:  "Lord, please use me.  I want to be of help to others as much as I can. I know that you did not create me to be useless.  Here I am, Lord, willing to be used by You as an instrument of love and joy." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7REnYJ7Yi1U/TfnrW-q6QfI/AAAAAAAABd8/0ixIv_8On2k/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7REnYJ7Yi1U/TfnrW-q6QfI/AAAAAAAABd8/0ixIv_8On2k/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618780790134030834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4350386840139913566?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4350386840139913566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-can-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4350386840139913566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4350386840139913566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-can-i-do.html' title='What Can I Do?'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7REnYJ7Yi1U/TfnrW-q6QfI/AAAAAAAABd8/0ixIv_8On2k/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-555878748386424140</id><published>2011-06-11T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:28:19.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Old Movies</title><content type='html'>Recently, I watched two favorite movies for the nth time - "Slumdog Millionnaire" and "Facing the Giants".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep watching these movies? Aside from the fact that they are among the few working DVDs I own, I love their stories.  "Slumdog Millionnaire" is about undying love, mixed with humor and suspense.  "Facing the Giants" is about faith against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book entitled "Paradox".  A suspense thriller with romance in it, written by Echo Heron.  Interesting book. I'm almost half-way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Cj2q6GLDKs/TfMm38S219I/AAAAAAAABd0/ToBVIGSgpds/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Cj2q6GLDKs/TfMm38S219I/AAAAAAAABd0/ToBVIGSgpds/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616875902781020114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am crazy over Maxx menthol candies.  I am eating different variants - honey-mansi, honey and cherry.  I have to watch my sugar though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My friend bought a franchise for Itlog on a Stick.  Hope it sells well. She promised to bring me some of her products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-555878748386424140?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/555878748386424140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/old-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/555878748386424140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/555878748386424140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/old-movies.html' title='Old Movies'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Cj2q6GLDKs/TfMm38S219I/AAAAAAAABd0/ToBVIGSgpds/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8614581308461446003</id><published>2011-06-07T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:52:40.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food from sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood transfusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>My Second Home</title><content type='html'>I go often to the hospital, it's my second home! Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to the chemo room for my Velcade treatment.  For lunch, we had Chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went back to the chemo room for blood transfusion.  You see, although my platelets are up, my hemoglobin is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took so long for one unit of blood to be used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister lent her car and driver.  We got picked up.  After mom dropped me off, she did some errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my sister had to use the car, too.  So my mom was in a foul mood by the time we reached home.  I learned to keep silent when she is in such a mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My sister keeps giving me food.  Last Sunday, she brought barbecue, fresh and fried lumpia and chicken inasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6hFhmnslUk/Te30k8hCtjI/AAAAAAAABds/g1BGs5EME5A/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6hFhmnslUk/Te30k8hCtjI/AAAAAAAABds/g1BGs5EME5A/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615413225958061618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, my sister brought pancit palabok from Little Quiapo and Chicken a la King from KFC.  For mom, she bought Nathaniel's puto and buchi.  Sweet, sweet sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Work came in. Actually some revisions on a report I've done.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My report is due for writing end of this month.  The presentation is due July 1.  I feel bad because client had asked for a discount.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8614581308461446003?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8614581308461446003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-second-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8614581308461446003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8614581308461446003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-second-home.html' title='My Second Home'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6hFhmnslUk/Te30k8hCtjI/AAAAAAAABds/g1BGs5EME5A/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8463942578026810410</id><published>2011-06-02T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T15:13:58.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relapse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Relapse</title><content type='html'>It's confirmed. I do have a relapse but only to a small degree.  Since we really can't afford the expensive medicine, we will just continue with my maintenance meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in great pain so I can hardly do anything in the house - not even to get water or wash the dishes. Poor mom.  It's a good thing the pain killer I am taking is strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned family and friends have been calling and texting and mom and I have updated them. Bless them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, the pain is painful, the hurt is hurtful, the torture is torturous...but the worst part is being a burden to my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished two reports.  I might have an FGD project but I am thinking of passing on the moderating to a friend and I will just do the analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So somebody has finally won the P300+ million jackpot in the grand lotto who lives in the squatters area.  They immediately left the place and went to the province. Wise move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained back some weight but at least I am in the 130's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2CjQNZFLHQ/Tena40iSl1I/AAAAAAAABdk/1bd2e_yasaY/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2CjQNZFLHQ/Tena40iSl1I/AAAAAAAABdk/1bd2e_yasaY/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614259080204031826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, I had diarrhea. I took Immodium.  Then at 2 am, my tummy ached so mom gave me Buscopan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good news, I have two "fans" in the hospital. My mom is fond of talking to people seated beside her.  Two women told her I look pretty.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good news, a client insisted that I present the results of a project.  They said they liked the way I present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,  you take the good with the bad, mix them together and things are not all that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8463942578026810410?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8463942578026810410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/relapse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8463942578026810410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8463942578026810410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/06/relapse.html' title='Relapse'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2CjQNZFLHQ/Tena40iSl1I/AAAAAAAABdk/1bd2e_yasaY/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4713179220458375253</id><published>2011-05-30T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:14:29.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Stuff My Life is Made Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g0so-wctd0/TeNt3SvOzPI/AAAAAAAABdY/2zOFJr72KNg/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g0so-wctd0/TeNt3SvOzPI/AAAAAAAABdY/2zOFJr72KNg/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612450357323943154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As announced, I did get to watch "All About Steven".  Sandra Bullock was so funny in that movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with two good news, my weight is down to 128 lbs. and my sugar is normal at 6.5.  Then mom and I went to the hospital.  What do you know, we were able to get the single remaining wheelchair and a good one, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited quite a while because there was something wrong with their queuing.  After my blood test, mom tried to get my blood test results.  They weren't ready yet after 10 days.  Looks like I really have a relapse.  I hope it's not as bad as it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch of Wendy's fresh salad.  I didn't get to eat my bacon mushroom melt. Might give it to my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;When we reached home, client called to say they have sent another batch of data.  I said I will just rest for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's two projects due tomorrow.  That's money coming.  Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought chicharon.  It's delicious! I almost finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;My batchmate emailed to our yahoogroup to pray for me.  That boosted my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will continue watching "100 Days to Heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;So that's stuff my life is made  of hospital, work, food, friends and family, television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4713179220458375253?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4713179220458375253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/stuff-my-life-is-made-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4713179220458375253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4713179220458375253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/stuff-my-life-is-made-of.html' title='Stuff My Life is Made Of'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g0so-wctd0/TeNt3SvOzPI/AAAAAAAABdY/2zOFJr72KNg/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1453449186801734213</id><published>2011-05-29T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T20:05:01.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese food'/><title type='text'>Didn't Make It After All</title><content type='html'>Yup, I didn't make it to the christening after all.  What made me decide not to go was the difficulty of raising my feet to hurdle our bathroom.  Mom said there were six steps to go up Panciteria San Jancito ...actually it was seven steps.  And it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I missed was the 10 course meal consisting of appetizer, soup, yang chow rice, pancit canton (their bestseller), chicken, duck, fish, beef, pork, and dessert (almond jelly and lychees). There was also cake from Red Ribbon.  My consolation was that mom brought home some of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Work came in but it was only a small project.  No matter how small, it is well appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHE_YZ_lfeA/TeIwMGXgaDI/AAAAAAAABdQ/A7fM5wXVivM/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHE_YZ_lfeA/TeIwMGXgaDI/AAAAAAAABdQ/A7fM5wXVivM/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612101070082828338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently watched two crime films - "The Usual Suspects" and "Advocate's Devil".  Both are exciting and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked if she and her nieces can use our swimming pool in the condo.  Sure, I said. Just pay the fee of P50 per person.  Glad to do a favor for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's showing tonight?  Well, what do you know, it's a movie I've been wanting to watch - "All About Steve" starring Sandra Bullock.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Great news! I'm down to 130 lbs...that means I am officially in the overweight level. Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1453449186801734213?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1453449186801734213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/didnt-make-it-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1453449186801734213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1453449186801734213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/didnt-make-it-after-all.html' title='Didn&apos;t Make It After All'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHE_YZ_lfeA/TeIwMGXgaDI/AAAAAAAABdQ/A7fM5wXVivM/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5373428044166957093</id><published>2011-05-26T16:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:50:46.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days to heaven'/><title type='text'>Eating</title><content type='html'>My friend just commented that I keep blogging about food and eating.  True.  I love to eat.  But I actually eat very little.  I'm down to 133 lbs.  Just two more pounds and I will be in the overweight level and not anymore obese.  Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I eat in small amounts, I have been constipated. I had to take Ducolax.  It worked! I moved twice today.  What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Typhoon Chedeng came and left in a jiffy. It's now in Okinawa.  Poor Japan! Another calamity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my son to collect for my one and only project this month.  Better something than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mom bought spaghetti from KFC.  Today, she cooked spaghetti.  Spaghetti in a row, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I will be able to attend the christening this Saturday.  My aunt will fetch us.  I just have to hurdle six steps of stairs.  Well, hope the food is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BreStQ9aKJo/Td4T1SdgTXI/AAAAAAAABdI/AB8k4r9BAcs/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BreStQ9aKJo/Td4T1SdgTXI/AAAAAAAABdI/AB8k4r9BAcs/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610943991959801202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The teleserye, "100 Days to Heaven" is so funny, amusing and exciting.  I look forward to it every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5373428044166957093?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5373428044166957093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5373428044166957093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5373428044166957093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/eating.html' title='Eating'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BreStQ9aKJo/Td4T1SdgTXI/AAAAAAAABdI/AB8k4r9BAcs/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7059963823883132341</id><published>2011-05-23T18:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:24:57.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain on ribs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi-ya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilou Dichoso'/><title type='text'>Couldn't Sleep</title><content type='html'>Last night, I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I haven't fallen in love.  Nor am I worried by a million and one problems.  It's physical.  My right ribs were throbbing with pain!  For the first time, I took a pain killer - Biogesic.  But apparently it was too mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to borrow the condo's wheelchair just to get to the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we were early, there were enough wheelchairs in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my CBC.  Then breakfast at the canteen (beefsteak, egg, longganisa, rice - not good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the loooong wait for my Velcade treatment.  My mom got so impatient she wanted to leave already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sushi-Ya.  She ordered Bento Box.  I had ebi tempura with rice, and sukiyaki.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GrojKsKU4Is/Tdo1yO2eEJI/AAAAAAAABdA/AFX02NA9BAU/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GrojKsKU4Is/Tdo1yO2eEJI/AAAAAAAABdA/AFX02NA9BAU/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609855422939664530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my inbox and Facebook.  I discovered that my friend and batchmate Marilou Estandarte Dichoso is some kind of celebrity in the US.  They are making a movie about her. Wow!  I wonder, will people want to see my life story on film? ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Word for the day: ascerbic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sour or bitter tasting&lt;br /&gt;- usage: The test product is quite ascerbic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Other usage: I don't know the answer to that question. Ascerbic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7059963823883132341?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7059963823883132341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/couldnt-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7059963823883132341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7059963823883132341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/couldnt-sleep.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GrojKsKU4Is/Tdo1yO2eEJI/AAAAAAAABdA/AFX02NA9BAU/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2604635780289639691</id><published>2011-05-21T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:31:20.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being used'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicharon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Well What do You Know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBu2GCDjfhg/TdeiRNgLK0I/AAAAAAAABc4/5OsJkZSIqL4/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBu2GCDjfhg/TdeiRNgLK0I/AAAAAAAABc4/5OsJkZSIqL4/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609130277479328578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, mom bought two bags of chicharon. Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go out last night but walking is such a torture and since it was Friday, I knew I would have difficulty finding a cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to order food from home.  I wanted Aristocrat but the Cubao branch has closed.  So change of plans, Max's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend would be late so she asked me to order ahead.  I ordered spring chicken, kare-kare, rice and soft drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed watching "100 days to Heaven" but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about work and family and health.  She said something which struck me.  She said that whenever she finds things difficult, she just remembers me and she feels somewhat relieved.  I'm glad that my misery is the cause of somebody else's relief. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a rush project since Thursday.  I'm about to write the Conclusions already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I wasn't zero for this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that whenever her feet are aching and she's tired, all she has to do is think of me and my suffering, and she feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many people are like my friend and my mom who "encouraged" when they compare their plight to mine?  Without doing a thing, I am an inspiration to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, God is using me in big ways and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2604635780289639691?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2604635780289639691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-what-do-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2604635780289639691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2604635780289639691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/well-what-do-you-know.html' title='Well What do You Know...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GBu2GCDjfhg/TdeiRNgLK0I/AAAAAAAABc4/5OsJkZSIqL4/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3348426992278295276</id><published>2011-05-19T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T18:23:40.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new job'/><title type='text'>When the Well is Dry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgH0EZ8ZptM/TdTvlKKsVGI/AAAAAAAABcw/fyC94XsI31Y/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgH0EZ8ZptM/TdTvlKKsVGI/AAAAAAAABcw/fyC94XsI31Y/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608370857646511202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I said in an earlier post that I'm craving for kare-kare.  Well, my caring mom bought kare-kare from Max's last Tuesday and it was good.  (But she was disappointed  because she was expecting oxtail or "buntot".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think that the well has dried up, water comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I had lunch with a client-friend at Banapple along Katipunan.  I had corn chowder soup and some kind of pasta.  He had ribs with hickory sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he offered me a consultancy job. I just have to name my price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, a project came in from a research agency.  The only thing is it's super rush. Due tomorrow! Ha ha. It's a good thing I'm used to working fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is I have a dinner date tomorrow and I will be fetched at 5:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will work things out.  Maybe my friend and I will just order food for delivery and eat in the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3348426992278295276?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3348426992278295276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-well-is-dry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3348426992278295276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3348426992278295276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-well-is-dry.html' title='When the Well is Dry...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgH0EZ8ZptM/TdTvlKKsVGI/AAAAAAAABcw/fyC94XsI31Y/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4611877883884007966</id><published>2011-05-16T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:19:21.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Pain to the Nth Degree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eU__CPsUywM/TdEIFjxbz6I/AAAAAAAABco/1TzHkLh2cSc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eU__CPsUywM/TdEIFjxbz6I/AAAAAAAABco/1TzHkLh2cSc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607271902647930786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had my bone marrow test today.  The doctor whispered to me not to scream because there is another patient in the adjacent cubicle.  But it was soooooh painful I had to bear the pain twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor suspects a relapse so she is giving me extra doses of velcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other doctor, gave me Recormon, and more doses of Lipanthyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these implies that I have to lie low.  I might cancel and/or postpone my activities for the week...starting with attending a wake tonight and a lunch tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4611877883884007966?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4611877883884007966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain-to-nth-degree.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4611877883884007966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4611877883884007966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain-to-nth-degree.html' title='Pain to the Nth Degree'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eU__CPsUywM/TdEIFjxbz6I/AAAAAAAABco/1TzHkLh2cSc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6349912870655596914</id><published>2011-05-15T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:52:44.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Family Get-Together</title><content type='html'>As I said, my sister celebrated her 49th birthday in the condo.  Her family, and two brothers' families attended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food included inihaw na liempo, KFC, lumpiang ubod (fried and fresh), inihaw na bangus, manggang hilaw with bagoong, lanzones, turones de mani, mais con hielo, rice, and softdrinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was chit chat, showing of pictures, taking of photos, talk on diabetes and weight, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, people had to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My siblings pitched in to pay for my bone marrow test tomorrow.  So, we will be in the hospital the whole day tomorrow.  I will see my internist as well.  He will be pleased that I have lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Another parent of a friend died recently.  It is really the time for passing away of the parents of people my age.  Too bad I cannot attend the wake nor funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the activities lined up for the week, I've been invited to the christening/baptism of the daughter of my cousin this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Word for the day: taciturn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- inclined to silence; reserved in speech&lt;br /&gt;- usage: There is something suspicious about that taciturn man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Other usage: Bu-tasiturn-o niya kaya tinahi ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6349912870655596914?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6349912870655596914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-family-get-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6349912870655596914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6349912870655596914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-family-get-together.html' title='Another Family Get-Together'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-130463989176726302</id><published>2011-05-14T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T17:47:34.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May activities'/><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkqDcs3lM8w/Tc5Pfh8BgZI/AAAAAAAABcg/ZJsJlCplD4s/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkqDcs3lM8w/Tc5Pfh8BgZI/AAAAAAAABcg/ZJsJlCplD4s/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606505989227512210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry, it's been a while since I lasted posted in this blog.  Something went wrong with the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;During the mass that I listen to over the Internet, their singer has this eeky, squeaky voice which mom and I find irritating.  But I honor her because she keeps singing day in and day out for the mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I watched an old comedy film entitled, "First Wives' Club", starring Goldie Hawn, Diane Keaton and Bette Midler.  Soooh funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to attend a children's party today but I didn't have a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there will be another family get-together because it was my sister's birthday last May 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...May 17 - lunch at a batchmate's place but I won't join the pilgrimage in Pasig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...May 19 - go out with a client/friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...May 20 - go out with a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for kare-kare and crispy pata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Boy, it's half of the month and no project yet.  The Lord is really testing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But continue to trust, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-130463989176726302?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/130463989176726302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-time-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/130463989176726302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/130463989176726302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkqDcs3lM8w/Tc5Pfh8BgZI/AAAAAAAABcg/ZJsJlCplD4s/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1414579987782322044</id><published>2011-05-10T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T18:50:46.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teleserye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think positive'/><title type='text'>Merry Month</title><content type='html'>Yup, it's the merry month of May.  Several friends and family members are celebrating their birthdays this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, in particular, is my sister's birthday.  I have only one sister and she's only a year younger than me.  We shared a bedroom when we were growing up.  We went to the same schools.  Nope, we didn't share boyfriends he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my sister because she is thoughtful, caring and generous.  I'm recipient of many things from her - food, clothes, make-up, shoes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Last night, mom and I started watching the teleseries "100 days to Heaven" starring Coney Reyes and Xyriel, the new child superstar.  Funny, entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through another trial again.  No projects although four or bad are in the works.  A bigger problem is we will soon vacate this condo. Where to go? My fixed income with a research agency will no longer push through because the end client prefers another researcher to service them.  What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should trust in God.  So I will just have to pray:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know You love me, my son and my mom.  I know You will continue to provide for all our needs.  We trust that You will provide for a place to stay, food to eat, money for daily expenses.  Thank You in advance for Your love, kindness and generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Nimia&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Now for the good news, I am down to 137 lbs.  meaning I have to lose only 6 lbs to reach "overweight" status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYAd6uPrW4s/TckYQ5fzPGI/AAAAAAAABcY/RkS27Ni9jdc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYAd6uPrW4s/TckYQ5fzPGI/AAAAAAAABcY/RkS27Ni9jdc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605037889830468706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, keep thinking positively.  As I have saying for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1414579987782322044?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1414579987782322044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/merry-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1414579987782322044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1414579987782322044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/merry-month.html' title='Merry Month'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYAd6uPrW4s/TckYQ5fzPGI/AAAAAAAABcY/RkS27Ni9jdc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-476620903330940236</id><published>2011-05-08T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:35:53.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacquiao-Mosley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-abortion song'/><title type='text'>Mothers' Day</title><content type='html'>Late last night, my friend called me up to tell me that my song, "Mama, Let Me Live" is being played over DZMM by Fr. Jerry Orbos.  He even mentioned my name.  Had something to do about the RH Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my son arrived, he brought two bouquets of flowers - one for me, one for his grandmother. How sweet of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Greetings have been coming through text, FB, and email such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy Mother's Day, Tita Nim.  Thank you for being so generous with your time, energy, and resources.  Have a great day po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best words are sometimes not said, not spoken, not expressed, because they are communicated through PRAYERS. You may not hear any word from me but rest assured I say the best for you through my PRAYERS everyday.  May GOD bless you always.  Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy mother's day! May God bless all mothers with a wonderful day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your arms were always open when they need a hug.  Your heart understood when they need a friend.  Your gentle eyes were stern when they need a lesson.  Your strength and love guides them and gives them wings to fly. And they will always be thankful to have you as their mom. Happy mothers' day! God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-God made moms to be the brightest light to guide the way and the sweetest voice to comfort us in stressful days.  Thank God for moms like you. Happy Mom's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Happy Mother's day to the great mothers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to ask: How "great" a mother have I been to my son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My mom said she wants to transfer two buds of roses and two bigger roses to her altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "No, two buds and two worse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it, I asked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes but she didn't laugh because she found the joke corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is talking about the Pacquiao - Mosley fight.  Although most are happy that Manny &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgRTxiLJYMY/TcaNoUei_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/mVVJirc5fJ0/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgRTxiLJYMY/TcaNoUei_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/mVVJirc5fJ0/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604322510140276418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;won again, many were quite disappointed because Shane kept "running away" and avoiding Manny's punches.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rainy day today.  Parts of the country were hit by Typhoon Bebeng.  Glad I just stayed home the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-476620903330940236?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/476620903330940236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/476620903330940236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/476620903330940236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers&apos; Day'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BgRTxiLJYMY/TcaNoUei_sI/AAAAAAAABcQ/mVVJirc5fJ0/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7372491786578810965</id><published>2011-05-07T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T21:05:30.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thai food'/><title type='text'>Free Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQQvszY0lQI/TcVDc4_uuUI/AAAAAAAABcI/W7rBEbUEyzI/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQQvszY0lQI/TcVDc4_uuUI/AAAAAAAABcI/W7rBEbUEyzI/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603959474947537218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate a late dinner because we waited for my sister and brother-in-law to arrive.  They brought Pixie's inihaw na bangus, kare-kare, alimango, and fried lumpia.  Nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister went through my "friends" in FB.   She commented on changes in appearances as well as looks that remained the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to chat with a couple of friends.  One is in Thailand and talked about the delicious spicy food in Thailand.  He invited me to go painting at their house next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "The Price is Right".  Exciting game show but the showcase was not won.  Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you don't mind if this is a short post.  I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7372491786578810965?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7372491786578810965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7372491786578810965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7372491786578810965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-food.html' title='Free Food'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQQvszY0lQI/TcVDc4_uuUI/AAAAAAAABcI/W7rBEbUEyzI/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6014111800991511582</id><published>2011-05-06T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:12:38.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BMI'/><title type='text'>Medicines Galore</title><content type='html'>I just finished filling up my three medicine boxes good for one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a good idea what sort of medicines I take, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Acarbose - one piece before every meal, for diabetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Diamicron - two pieces before breakfast, for diabetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Metformin HCL - one piece after every meal, for diabetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sodium Bicarbonate - one piece after breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Depakote - one piece after breakfast, one piece after dinner, mood stabilizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Abilify - one half piece after breakfast, one piece after dinner, anti-psychotic medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Caltrate Plus - one piece after lunch, for my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Meganerve E - one piece after lunch, vitamins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Alluprinol - one piece after lunch, for uric acid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Thalidomide - one piece after dinner, for my multiple myeloma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Aspirin - one piece after dinner, prophylaxis to avoid stroke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Lipanthyl - one piece after dinner every other day, for cholesterol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Decilone Forte - five pieces after lunch on Tuesdays, steroids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Nexium - one piece after lunch on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, to counter steroids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Fosavanz - one piece 30 minutes before breakfast, for osteoporosis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anything? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  And I'm not counting pain killers because I avoid taking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those of you who need not be a walking drugstore, count your blessings!&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Word for the day: ephemeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lasting for a markedly brief time&lt;br /&gt;- usage: Beware of suitors whose love is ephemeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other usage? Sorry, can't think of a punny one this time.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Good news, bad news, and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news: I'm "down" to 139 lbs. after staying at 140 lbs. for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: My BMI (body mass index) says I'm still obese and would have to shed 8 pounds to be in the overweight level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: I have to be 109 lbs. to be in the normal weight level.  That's a whopping 30 lbs. from where I am now.  Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Panda bears are among the cutest animals in the world, don't you think?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0w2yGqnumI/TcO8FfnTJbI/AAAAAAAABcA/cI8DmRx1gDc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0w2yGqnumI/TcO8FfnTJbI/AAAAAAAABcA/cI8DmRx1gDc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603529163950728626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6014111800991511582?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6014111800991511582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/medicines-galore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6014111800991511582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6014111800991511582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/medicines-galore.html' title='Medicines Galore'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0w2yGqnumI/TcO8FfnTJbI/AAAAAAAABcA/cI8DmRx1gDc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7141042309197725016</id><published>2011-05-05T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:55:15.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masseuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple tasks'/><title type='text'>Simple Tasks Aren't That Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWm_O-daJ8I/TcKB5pBziBI/AAAAAAAABb4/qb0hg7WF52E/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWm_O-daJ8I/TcKB5pBziBI/AAAAAAAABb4/qb0hg7WF52E/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603183713668270098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my condition, certain simple tasks are not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example, washing dishes.  I cannot remain standing for long periods of time.  So when there are a lot of dishes to wash, my body aches.  But wash I must.  After which, I feel good for having done a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example, taking a bath.  Since I cannot remain standing for long, my baths and showers have to be done rather quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My mom and son went to the grocery today.   My mom's masahista (masseuse) was early so we had time to chat.  She told me how she started out.  Her husband got sick so she decided to learn how to massage.  Then, she used the skill slowly but surely.  She got to meet my aunt who introduced her to other clients.  So, she was able to send her daughters to school.  Our talk was interrupted when mom and my son arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is inspiring to learn how people strive to solve their financial problems through sheer hard work and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat much during main meals these days. But in between, I eat quite a lot of snacks.  Like I can eat a whole bag of popcorn.  Lousy diet.  My doctors will surely not approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have been reading my posts may be wondering why I seem to be sleeping a lot.  Well, that is because, as I said in a long-ago post that my medicines cause somnolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my word for the day: somnolence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sleepiness or drowsiness&lt;br /&gt;- usage:  Thalidomide causes somnolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- other usage: Somnolence, my friend, som don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7141042309197725016?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7141042309197725016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/simple-tasks-arent-that-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7141042309197725016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7141042309197725016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/simple-tasks-arent-that-simple.html' title='Simple Tasks Aren&apos;t That Simple'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWm_O-daJ8I/TcKB5pBziBI/AAAAAAAABb4/qb0hg7WF52E/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6340356615323487192</id><published>2011-05-04T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:57:10.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner voice'/><title type='text'>More on the Inner Voice</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I should have added tasks which my inner voice told me to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wash the dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...fill up the pitcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pour water on the dispenser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pray the rosary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pluck white hair from my mom's eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I threw away the nails that my mom clipped from my toes.  When she was cutting my big toenails, I screamed in pain.  It appears that I have in-grown nails in both toes.  Oww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was my day? Today, being Wednesday, is Fosavanz day.  I have to take this medicine 30 minutes before breakfast.  So, I was able to check part of my inbox and chat briefly with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast consisted of liver spread on a slice of bread and water.  That simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After washing the dishes, I made saing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my sons pillowcases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, I ate two pieces of tawilis, rice, and tortang talong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I washed the dishes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon waking, I turned on my computer and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...finished checking my inbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...listed the lotto winning numbers for my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...listened to bible reflection for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...prayed the 3 o'clock prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...attended mass on the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...played one round of online scrabble against an expert robot (I lost of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...took a number of tests in the Authentic Happiness website (my scores were pretty good; discovered that Curiosity is my character strength)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...reviewed one of my student groups final presentation on CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted to of my friends if we could meet up. One is going to Spain so she can't make it.  Another wants to meet in MOA (Mall of Asia) but my mom did not allow me because I would have a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to borrow my friends' mom's wheelchair.  Her mom just recently passed away.  My friend asked me if I want to borrow her mom's wheelchair but my mom was against it due to three reasons - difficult to board on cabs, have to have somebody to push, no place in the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, mothers know best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my boss to remind me of receivables due.  But no response yet.  If he does not comply with our agreement, I would have to resign.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Word for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esoteric - understood by or meant only to the select few who have special knowledge or interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usage:  Law and Medicine are fields full of esoteric terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another usage: Nothing to do during Halloween. Esoteric or treat na lang.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SwlUMPntdlc/TcEu74SOf3I/AAAAAAAABbw/zIQePPasdKU/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SwlUMPntdlc/TcEu74SOf3I/AAAAAAAABbw/zIQePPasdKU/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602811017681600370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ciuBEyd7QIY/TcEuviBVknI/AAAAAAAABbo/re7Ym1_burI/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6340356615323487192?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6340356615323487192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-on-inner-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6340356615323487192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6340356615323487192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-on-inner-voice.html' title='More on the Inner Voice'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SwlUMPntdlc/TcEu74SOf3I/AAAAAAAABbw/zIQePPasdKU/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5487587130095455385</id><published>2011-05-03T17:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:51:15.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunsets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner voice'/><title type='text'>That Inner Voice</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, when I'm irritated, my mind is occupied with not-so-nice thoughts.  Then, an inner voice makes me switch to loving thoughts and soon enough, the irritation goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the inner voice seemed particularly strong.  I was moved to do things I haven't done in a while or simple things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...clean my inbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...read a newsletter on Padre Pio and forwarded it to two friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...listen to Bible reflection for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...attend a mass on the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...learn about US visas for my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...change our pillowcases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...cut my nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...throw the trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...call the laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things but in the eyes of God, they are big.  Because they are heeding the inner voice which is the voice of conscience...or even, the voice of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I just looked out the window...and oh how lovely is the sun!  Thank You, Lord, for this wonderful gift of nature.   Up on a high-rise condo, I get a great view of sunsets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Willy Revillame's show, "Willing-Willie" has been suspended for one month due to child abuse.  I saw the video clip.  I cried because the poor child was crying as they kept on asking him to do the macho dance.  I hope they cancel the show altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Word for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- odious: arousing or deserving hatred or repugnance: hateful&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3B5ruMeXkY/Tb_VnXm-ijI/AAAAAAAABbg/4zbooiCUoYI/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3B5ruMeXkY/Tb_VnXm-ijI/AAAAAAAABbg/4zbooiCUoYI/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602431333801298482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- usage: To many, Osama bin Laden was an odious man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another usage:&lt;br /&gt;Marami tayong katanungan, O-dious lamang ang nakakaalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5487587130095455385?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5487587130095455385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-inner-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5487587130095455385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5487587130095455385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-inner-voice.html' title='That Inner Voice'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3B5ruMeXkY/Tb_VnXm-ijI/AAAAAAAABbg/4zbooiCUoYI/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5886492043800343102</id><published>2011-05-02T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T17:34:59.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini cooper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathaniel&apos;s'/><title type='text'>More on the Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm still on "Subic" mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the rode, I saw a fleet of mini coopers! How cute they look!  But you couldn't make me ride on a mini cooper.  It is too low for me, my back would hurt.  And when it rains heavily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother tends to drive too fast so I chose to look outside the window instead of straight ahead.  I enjoyed looking at the mountains, the fields and the trees - all green, or almost.  Then, when I looked up, I saw clouds which reminded me of...cotton candy (how imaginative of me ha ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tired from all that sleeping and watching of TV and riding in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I reviewed the report I revised and saw a few more errors.  Then I emailed it to client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about the work I did for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I just took a bath.  Feels good! In Subic, Mom didn't allow me to use the bath tub was too deep, I could slip. So eww, it is just now that I have washed off the dirt and perspiration from Subic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;We discovered a restaurant/outlet which sells great-tasting food - Nathaniel's.  I like their siomai &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRnnAs7Pp2k/Tb56j16A65I/AAAAAAAABbY/eTmmdfRLEaY/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRnnAs7Pp2k/Tb56j16A65I/AAAAAAAABbY/eTmmdfRLEaY/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602049742679894930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and kakanin.  Hhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Here are two words for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) vamoose - to depart quickly&lt;br /&gt;2) Jonah - one believed to bring bad luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usage? When you see a Jonah, it's time to vamoose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other usage? Vamoose a comer. Jonah our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5886492043800343102?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5886492043800343102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-on-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5886492043800343102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5886492043800343102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-on-trip.html' title='More on the Trip'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rRnnAs7Pp2k/Tb56j16A65I/AAAAAAAABbY/eTmmdfRLEaY/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8115701597449118810</id><published>2011-05-01T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:48:34.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subic'/><title type='text'>Change of Venue</title><content type='html'>So, the family's plans to go to Subic pushed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented two rooms at RK Hotel. Which was practically all I saw of Subic the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others were able to go on adventures and to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in the hotel room to read a book which I discovered I read already.  I also watched TV (Glee, NCIS, Criminal Minds, Are You Smarter than a 5th Grader, American Idol, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was cool/cold because the aircon was on the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Saturday lunch, mom and I ate hot sour soup, yang chow rice, lechon kawali and noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I ate the leftover noodles (a little of it) and the Mom's leftover caesar salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast the following day, there was buffet.  I ate fried rice, fried egg, hotdog, and corned beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to check out by noon.  We had lunch in Marquee Mall at Tokyo Tokyo. I had ebi tempura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I keep talking about food because that's practically all I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been inside a mall for ages.  Good thing they rented a wheelchair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched some table tennis games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother returned the wheelchair already though I wanted to look around some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to pee not knowing there was a customer lounge nearby.  My sister accompanied me, paid P10 and went inside the handicapped cubicle with me.  Funny, she used the toilet, too, so we flashed it only once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we're back.  Home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBchGWffSxM/Tb06WxZzOmI/AAAAAAAABbQ/DW1q8p5rLtU/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBchGWffSxM/Tb06WxZzOmI/AAAAAAAABbQ/DW1q8p5rLtU/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601697674411850338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today,  on the Feast of the Divide Mercy, Pope John Paul II is beatified.  He was a much beloved Pope by people everywhere, including Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's looking forward to sainthood for Karol Wojtyla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8115701597449118810?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8115701597449118810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/change-of-venue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8115701597449118810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8115701597449118810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/05/change-of-venue.html' title='Change of Venue'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBchGWffSxM/Tb06WxZzOmI/AAAAAAAABbQ/DW1q8p5rLtU/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-562683102499803649</id><published>2011-04-29T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:21:50.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William and Kate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subic'/><title type='text'>The Prince Weds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD2ZRoFm-2s/TbqxmltBlRI/AAAAAAAABbI/LIi7Fq1qljc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD2ZRoFm-2s/TbqxmltBlRI/AAAAAAAABbI/LIi7Fq1qljc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600984363102737682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a commoner, and it ain't me.  As everybody knows, she is the lovely Kate Middleton.  She's got the looks, the grace and the guts to be Princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I have been tuned to the TV for hours now, watching the "Royal Wedding of the Century". And so did millions of people worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince William looked handsome in his red uniform.  But he seemed rather tense and nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate was stunning in her simple yet elegant gown designed by Sarah Burton at Alexander McQueen (how apt!).  She looked more relaxed than the Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the couple exchange vows.  The Prince says, "I will." I thought Kate would say, "I Kate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one Filipina invited to the lunch reception.  She took care of William and Harry when they were growing up.  How kind of the couple to invite her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple kissed to an eager audience.  Once...then twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect to match a perfect wedding.  I'm happy for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;My friend from Cebu is here in Manila and invited me to go out with a common friend.  Too bad, we're all set to go to Subic tomorrow.  Mom and I have already packed our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I may just see each other next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I do get to enjoy our trip to Subic.  Just being with family is fun enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Ombudsman Merceditas Gutierrez has resigned.  What can I say? Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-562683102499803649?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/562683102499803649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/prince-weds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/562683102499803649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/562683102499803649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/prince-weds.html' title='The Prince Weds'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD2ZRoFm-2s/TbqxmltBlRI/AAAAAAAABbI/LIi7Fq1qljc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-674649774599326039</id><published>2011-04-28T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:09:22.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serendipity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer outing'/><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>There has been a change of plans. Instead of Tagaytay, the family is going to Subic.  There's not much I can do there either.  I really don't want to do much walking so I will just stay some place and read a book or solve Sudoku.  Try to enjoy the view and the cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought me a pair of shorts and a sleeveless shirt for the outing.  She adjusted the length of the shirt and added swatches on the armpit area because my bra would be showing.  Thanks, mom!&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I revised a report today.  It is not that badly written...except that I saw a few errors in analysis.  I will take another look before passing it on to my boss.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with a friend who just came from Singapore.  I looked at their pictures and saw some of the food.  Hmmm, how mouth-watering! Made me really hungry.  But there's not much to eat because mom is too tired to cook.  So I said I'll be fine with corned beef.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX0nEONpWk8/Tbk8p6sfOUI/AAAAAAAABbA/XU5wYw9m0pI/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX0nEONpWk8/Tbk8p6sfOUI/AAAAAAAABbA/XU5wYw9m0pI/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600574302440077634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked up serendipity on the Internet and definitions include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident&lt;br /&gt;- an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident&lt;br /&gt;- good fortune, luck&lt;br /&gt;- when you find something that you were not expecting to find&lt;br /&gt;- the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for&lt;br /&gt;- a seeming gift for finding something good accidentally&lt;br /&gt;- the act of finding something valuable or delightful when you are not looking for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie "Serendipity" several times and it does justice to the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are that people who have this faculty, aptitude or gift, are those who are open to the wonderful surprises of the universe.  These are the people whose minds, hearts and spirits are eager to absorb the pleasant discoveries that come their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that I am one such person.  Funny though, I cannot remember of an incident of my life which is serendipitious.  Maybe because the valuable, desirable, and fortunate discoveries were not usually by accident but sought for by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, here's adding to your vocabulary.  And gift or no gift, may good fortune fall upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-674649774599326039?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/674649774599326039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/change-of-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/674649774599326039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/674649774599326039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sX0nEONpWk8/Tbk8p6sfOUI/AAAAAAAABbA/XU5wYw9m0pI/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7902092860820012496</id><published>2011-04-27T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:51:45.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>So-so Day turned So Nice</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks, I have been experiencing breast pains.  Last night, my left breast was extremely painful.  So I rose from bed and googled "breast pain, symptom of".  Thank God, it is not likely to be breast cancer.  What it is probably in my case is a sign of menopause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, my menstrual periods are three months apart now.  And when they come, the flow is not that strong.  Oh I hope they stop already so I will be free at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Today, what was a so-so day turned out to be a so nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see two friends I haven't seen for quite some time.  And met their friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first accompanied my female friend to the salon where she had her hair blow-dried.  I browsed at the magazines while waiting.  I realized that I just wasn't the market of those glossy mags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked to Papa John's from the parlor.  Boy, that took much effort on my part. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EixvrNdS_U/TbgfQlHnhnI/AAAAAAAABa4/mLIMMlrjfME/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EixvrNdS_U/TbgfQlHnhnI/AAAAAAAABa4/mLIMMlrjfME/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600260506337642098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the restaurant, I was so relieved.  The aircon was soooh cool because I was really perspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting and while eating, we composed a poem entitled "The Joyful Life".  Turned out to be a religious poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pizza, ribs, unlimited Coke Zero, and sundae.  Nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was supposed to stay in the condo for a while but she saw a cab right away.  So she took it to go home.  Which is just as well because I was tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, I took my medicines and dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether, I had a great time with good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;There is a Japanese restaurant downstairs which has not been operating for over a year now.  They put a sign on the door which says, "We're temporarily close".  Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;My son is home. Time to be a mom.  Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: rgb(181, 213, 255);" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7902092860820012496?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7902092860820012496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-so-day-turned-so-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7902092860820012496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7902092860820012496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-so-day-turned-so-nice.html' title='So-so Day turned So Nice'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5EixvrNdS_U/TbgfQlHnhnI/AAAAAAAABa4/mLIMMlrjfME/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2952801598219861540</id><published>2011-04-26T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:45:40.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consultant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past posts'/><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>Today, two clients consulted me.  Boy, I feel great being a "consultant"...makes me feel important.  (Like the rhyme? Ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I was craving for french fries so I inquired downstairs.  But it costed P56.50 and I had only P18 in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, when my mom arrived, what did she bring? French fries! And double cheeseburger from Mcdo.  Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I was reading past posts of this blog but I did not finish all 667 posts.  I saw typos here and there, and corrected them. Then, I realized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I discussed great times with family, friends and loved ones often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I shared my feelings - when I was happy and when I was sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I talked about busy days and times when I had much time on my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I tried to be funny,  I tried to be inspiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I attempted to be profound but I could be shallow, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I described what I love to do and took time to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I exclaimed "Yehey", "Yahoo", "Yay" and "Thank You, Lord" often enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to wonder? Am I really doing justice to this blog entitled, "Humor and More"?  Sure, I can copy jokes from the Internet but that would be cheating in a way, and less spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am gone, will people re-read the stuff I have been writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I resolve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to write with more love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be funny by being alert to the humor that each day brings, and to remember what made me or other people laugh in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to come up with more food for thought without forcing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to be cognizant of the fact that there are people following this blog and they might need to be cheered up or inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to allow God to use me as His instrument of love and joy through this site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Here's a profile of my nose, but note my white hair ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkc7Bo-B9vM/Tbav2qHcXDI/AAAAAAAABaw/_3Ju8xf186Y/s1600/IMG_7475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkc7Bo-B9vM/Tbav2qHcXDI/AAAAAAAABaw/_3Ju8xf186Y/s400/IMG_7475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599856540235095090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2952801598219861540?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2952801598219861540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2952801598219861540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2952801598219861540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkc7Bo-B9vM/Tbav2qHcXDI/AAAAAAAABaw/_3Ju8xf186Y/s72-c/IMG_7475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2492757226113906432</id><published>2011-04-25T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T14:04:36.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relative thinking'/><title type='text'>Everything is Relative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_K1AR-bdBfE/TbUOV521PmI/AAAAAAAABaQ/o57dwOjXFhQ/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_K1AR-bdBfE/TbUOV521PmI/AAAAAAAABaQ/o57dwOjXFhQ/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599397481175924322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, everything is relative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What is heavy? To an ant, a teeny-tiny crumb of bread is heavy...to me, my old laptop is heavy...to most people, the weights that weightlifters carry is extremely heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What is delicious? To those who barely have anything to eat, almost anything is delicious...to me, I have my favorites (lechon, kare-kare, crispy pata, lechon kawali, etc.) but I am often "deprived" of eating food that are forbidden due to health reasons, or are too expensive...to those who can eat anything they want, they could either be grateful for such blessings or sick and tired of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What is fame? To those who want the attention and glamor of famous people,  fame is something to aspire for...to me, I used to dream of being famous some day but not anymore (I just want to live the simple life)...to those who are famous,  fame could either be a curse or something to cherish while they have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What is beauty? To those who are not particularly good-looking, beauty is something to admire from afar...to me, I am glad I was pretty when I was young and though at 50, my looks have changed,  I am glad that I still like what I see in the mirror...To those who are ravishingly beautiful, they can either be vain and proud or humble enough to know that their beauty is a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1btccP_9X9Q/TbUO0x8UjEI/AAAAAAAABaY/MbG2NJbiz9c/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1btccP_9X9Q/TbUO0x8UjEI/AAAAAAAABaY/MbG2NJbiz9c/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599398011627408450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...What is nature? To those who are too busy to notice nature, nature does not exist...To me who loves nature,  I enjoy gazing at sunsets and looking at pictures of nature on the internet...To the nature-lovers, they take every opportunity to go nature-tripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What are trials? To those who have led the smooth life, trials could  be devastating...to me, with my share of trials, I am confident that God  will see me through each and every tribulation but I could still feel  depressed...to those who have learned to weather the storms in life,  trials are faced with courage and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my point?  Wherever you are, whoever you there is always someone better or worse than you.  So no need to be envious nor dejected. Let's call this the theory of relative thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I make you feel better? Hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2492757226113906432?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2492757226113906432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-is-relative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2492757226113906432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2492757226113906432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/everything-is-relative.html' title='Everything is Relative'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_K1AR-bdBfE/TbUOV521PmI/AAAAAAAABaQ/o57dwOjXFhQ/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1512203506403703585</id><published>2011-04-24T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T16:50:50.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family gettogether'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okH2CT0AXgg/TbP19hdFseI/AAAAAAAABaI/2s018Bs2qfo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okH2CT0AXgg/TbP19hdFseI/AAAAAAAABaI/2s018Bs2qfo/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599089199052861922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember when my son was very young, we would go to my ninang's place.  She and her family would have an Easter egg hunt and what fun we had searching for eggs in the garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, my son is too old for egg hunts.  In fact, he was not able to attend our family get-together because he had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore the pants that mom gave me.  Funny, she bought it not knowing it was for pregnant women.  (That's how big my tummy is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was inihaw na liempo (a big hit), KFC chicken, lasagna, manggang hilaw with bagoong, ripe mangoes, chicharon, suman, and mais con hielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were taken, as often the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_njfh6Sg01A/TbaHHc3B-rI/AAAAAAAABao/NEz0ZEl-STY/s1600/IMG_7470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_njfh6Sg01A/TbaHHc3B-rI/AAAAAAAABao/NEz0ZEl-STY/s400/IMG_7470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599811748757633714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All too soon, people had to go places.  But next week, we are going to Tagaytay for our summer outing.  Yehey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Here are some nice messages, I received through text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Always make your future greater than your past, always make your contribution greater than your reward, always make your gratitude greater than your success, always see God greater than yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) As Christians, we take delight in the gift of knowing Jesus shed His blood to save and to set us free.  Let's rejoice for this is the day the Lord has made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Put God on top of everything today, and let HIM take charge of all your plans.  Then you will see how beautiful His ways are and how unending His love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Nothing pleases the Lord as much as praise. Thank God for the countless blessings He has bestowed on you.  Praise Him even for the trials in your life, which are actually blessings in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I watched a movie entitled "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past".  I almost did not continue &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qO6JDmtiGkk/TbP0gVLq_HI/AAAAAAAABaA/jFqWGAPK2B0/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qO6JDmtiGkk/TbP0gVLq_HI/AAAAAAAABaA/jFqWGAPK2B0/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599087598030748786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;viewing it because the lead role was such a chauvinist p**, obnoxious and all.  But then, I endured and turns out it was not a bad movie after all.  One of the few guy flicks I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I was in a bikini.  On a beach.  When suddenly I had to go...as in go to the bathroom!  I couldn't resist it anymore so I...how shall we call  it..."went" right there on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I embarrassed? Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only about 3 years old then.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1512203506403703585?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1512203506403703585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/celebrating-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1512203506403703585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1512203506403703585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/celebrating-easter.html' title='Celebrating Easter'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okH2CT0AXgg/TbP19hdFseI/AAAAAAAABaI/2s018Bs2qfo/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2070777508499779460</id><published>2011-04-22T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:22:24.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maryknoller make'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 Last Words'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Good Friday is a day when commercial establishments and offices are closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have work either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am at a loss on what to say on this day of all days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to be a day of fasting and abstinence...but well, I'm exempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched part of the 7 Last Words on TV but we reached the sixth word already.  So I read some reflections on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own brief reflections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." (Luke 23:34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, in His supreme mercy, asks for forgiveness for those who tortured Him.  Such great love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="RTFToC3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" (Matthew 27:46)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cry of agony on the cross.  To be forsaken by one's own Father must be the deepest pain of all...yet He bore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) He said to his mother, "Woman, behold your son!" Then he said to the disciple, "Behold your mother!" (John 19:26-27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary was right there as Jesus was dying and Jesus saw to it that someone would take care of her.  Till the end, He was a devoted son, and she, a loving mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "I thirst!" (John 19:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ was thirsty...He thirsted not only for water but for the love of mankind.  How many times do we make God thirst by the way we live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) "Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise." (Luke 23:43)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that give hope to those of us who lead a less than holy life.  Sinners hang on to these comforting words when it seems they are beyond salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) "It is finished!" (John 19:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished.  How wonderful to say these very words at the end of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="RTFToC8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7) "Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit." (Luke 23:46)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christ breathes His last, He surrenders to the will of His Father.  From beginning to end, doing the will of God was His goal in life.  What about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;We, Maryknollers, used to add the word "make" in every sentence such as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hala ka, I will make you sumbong to the principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Can I make you paki-usap something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I will make you pukpok in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wait, I need to make asikaso something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how an entire school of girls could mangle the English language that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, I don't hear my batchmates speak that way anymore...likewise, the younger generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPzY2g69EHs/TbFIP4DNEyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/jFdj56Mu07s/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPzY2g69EHs/TbFIP4DNEyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/jFdj56Mu07s/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598335249379300130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to Good Friday.  Here's a picture worth reflecting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2070777508499779460?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2070777508499779460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2070777508499779460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2070777508499779460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPzY2g69EHs/TbFIP4DNEyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/jFdj56Mu07s/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4105811549282240679</id><published>2011-04-21T17:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:42:00.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week reflections'/><title type='text'>Holy Week Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ9FwbDFbpI/Ta_6vc1pU5I/AAAAAAAABZg/kXNU9HaApZo/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ9FwbDFbpI/Ta_6vc1pU5I/AAAAAAAABZg/kXNU9HaApZo/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597968554946810770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, I worked on a report.  Short but interesting enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I watched a nice romantic movie, entitled "The Deal".  Starring my favorite actress, Meg Ryan.  There will always be a market for romantic films so long as there are girls like me who are forever in love with love...no matter how vicarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom what she wants me to do/be...be neat, learn how to cook, massage her feet.  Her number one answer was be neat! So today, I started fixing and cleaning my stuff.  Got to start somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;It's Holy Thursday and I haven't officially done any "rituals".  Come to think of it, why does it have to take Holy Week to do "holy stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be close to God all year round than reserve special time with Him for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am continually grateful to Jesus Christ for dying on the Cross for me and for mankind.   We have a God who loves us immensely,  tremendously, and unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally.  What a word!  It means, no matter who and what you are, you are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done many things in my life which I am ashamed of.  But the Lord has erased them all through the Sacrament of Reconciliation.  And should I sin again, He is ever willing to welcome me in His arms again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RVG549GImk4/Ta_7Kj38XfI/AAAAAAAABZo/MR8zm5VukSs/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RVG549GImk4/Ta_7Kj38XfI/AAAAAAAABZo/MR8zm5VukSs/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597969020691963378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember two movies about Jesus which had a strong impact &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hwGb_H30aA/Ta_7i40nS_I/AAAAAAAABZw/twx6Pda1Xlw/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1hwGb_H30aA/Ta_7i40nS_I/AAAAAAAABZw/twx6Pda1Xlw/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597969438632004594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on me. One is "Jesus Christ Superstar".  I was very young then when I first watched it.  Boy, how I loved the songs! But if you listen to the lyrics carefully,  they are not quite reflective of how things were then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other movie is "The Passion of the Christ".  No singing.  Some light moments. But mostly drama.  I cried watching Jesus suffer.  For me, it was the better film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus Christ Superstar" is for entertainment.  God did not mean to be a superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Passion of the Christ" is truth and reality.  It depicts Jesus as sufferer for and savior of all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord, for Your supreme sacrifice of self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4105811549282240679?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4105811549282240679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-week-reflections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4105811549282240679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4105811549282240679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-week-reflections.html' title='Holy Week Reflections'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ9FwbDFbpI/Ta_6vc1pU5I/AAAAAAAABZg/kXNU9HaApZo/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6303620230739590627</id><published>2011-04-19T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:37:45.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic happiness'/><title type='text'>Authentic Happiness</title><content type='html'>I came across a website called Authentic Happiness. They have lots of questionnaires to measure your degree of "happiness", depression, and the like.  I have taken two of them and did fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can list many things that I used to enjoy which I no longer can't.  Like coffee, chocolates, dancing.  But no use grieving over such things because there are still plenty of other things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for a long post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;partial &lt;/span&gt;list of things that make me happy (sorry, impossible to list them all)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is seeing my son at the end of the day and bonding with him as he takes his dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is chatting with my mom during meals or at bedtime as she talks about the past or current incidents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is having get-togethers with the family and friends, just being with loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is having one-on-one lunches or dinners with somebody I care for and vice versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is talking to a friend over the phone or chatting with someone at FB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLTBccSnA6I/Ta1XxaF50LI/AAAAAAAABZY/VVLMd8RCn_c/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLTBccSnA6I/Ta1XxaF50LI/AAAAAAAABZY/VVLMd8RCn_c/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597226418220683442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...it is catching the beauty of a sunset or a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is receiving a bouquet of flowers from someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is solving a sudoku puzzle or winning a scrabble game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is coloring in my coloring book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is reading a suspense-filled mystery book without being told the ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is watching a good romantic comedy on DVD or television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is listening to music I can sing along with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is eating delicious food (too many to mention) and refreshing drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is writing in this blog when I know I have nice things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is finishing a report, knowing I did a good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is being able to make people laugh with my particular brand of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is spending quiet time with God, feeling close to Him and experiencing His love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't said enough.  But the important thing is the realization that despite all the trials in life, there is much to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6303620230739590627?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6303620230739590627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/authentic-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6303620230739590627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6303620230739590627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/authentic-happiness.html' title='Authentic Happiness'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLTBccSnA6I/Ta1XxaF50LI/AAAAAAAABZY/VVLMd8RCn_c/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-755552498021662863</id><published>2011-04-18T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:29:26.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Things I Learned From...</title><content type='html'>my boyfriends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 1:  There is always a first time.  Things are sweet - not necessarily sweetest - for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 2:  If you must enter a relationship, be faithful.  It hurts too much to be  somebody's girlfriend simultaneously with two other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 3: Be careful of men who talk too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 4:  True love isn't true love if it comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 5:  You must never be ashamed of your loved one no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend no. 6:  If you love a man enough to marry him, learn to serve him as a wife should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing scrabble again in FB but kept losing so my average is down to 49%.  Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been chatting with friends in FB.  Good to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I just learned that somebody died of cancer. She was the same person who approached Fr. Suarez along with me.  Father told me "May pag-asa pa" (there is still hope). But to the young mother beside me, he said nothing.  True enough, her time is up.  Too bad, she had two very small kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a purpose for taking her this early.  She lived a full life so they say.  She did acts of charity.  I am sure she is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to ask - what exactly is a "full life"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is a life lived for others without sacrificing one's well-being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is appreciating all of God's blessings without failing to count trials as among such blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is taking time off to smell the flowers, gaze at the sunset, and drink clean, cold water &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-US6nyGNUrpU/Tav2Pt6lKJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/7O9RvY4Od3E/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-US6nyGNUrpU/Tav2Pt6lKJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/7O9RvY4Od3E/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596837711821744274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is knowing who your true friends are and being true to them as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is listening to soothing music while relaxing on a comfortable chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is putting your heart and soul on a job you love and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is thanking God always for your loved ones for without them, life is a less fun and more lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I could go on and on.  For indeed, a full life, cannot be described in just one post.  It is best lived one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-755552498021662863?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/755552498021662863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-i-learned-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/755552498021662863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/755552498021662863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-i-learned-from.html' title='Things I Learned From...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-US6nyGNUrpU/Tav2Pt6lKJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/7O9RvY4Od3E/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8536607280982923949</id><published>2011-04-17T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:28:24.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='at 50'/><title type='text'>Finished a Report, Ready for Holy Week</title><content type='html'>Today, I completed my long two-part report.  At long last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am ready for Holy Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to meditate.  Look back at what the Lord has done for me and for mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch meaningful shows on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend says my posts are too short.  "Bitin",  in other words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my attempt at writing a lengthy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Life So Far"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EEsLNhRtZuk/Tar4eohDVNI/AAAAAAAABZI/WuTNqA8y1uA/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EEsLNhRtZuk/Tar4eohDVNI/AAAAAAAABZI/WuTNqA8y1uA/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596558692117075154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At age 50, I could say I have lived a wonderful life.  Full of joys and fun, with my share of sorrows and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were growing up, we led a comfortable life.  Since my parents were both lawyers, we belonged to the upper class but not the super duper upper crust of society. So we were not the target of kidnappers and carnappers and holdappers and other appers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to good schools.  My sister and I were consistent honor students.  The boys admired us. And the girls envied us.  We were both pretty.  I could dance, my sister could sing.  (I wished I could sing, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the boyfriends came one by one.  So were the heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was exciting and fun.  I enjoyed marketing research - found it very interesting and challenging enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I met my husband. Tall, handsome and handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a match not made in heaven.  We split up after only five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly my fault. I didn't take good care of him.  So he found somebody who did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son, was so young when his parents went their different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My career was doing fine when the illnesses started coming.  First was diabetes.  Runs in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, bi-polar mood disorder.  Over the years, I've had 18 confinements in hospitals and half-way homes.  That's why, I couldn't have a full-time job anywhere.  I could not be overly stressed. And my medicines make me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I was bed-ridden.  I was initially diagnosed to have sciatica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later, it was linked to osteoporosis and finally, multiple myeloma (cancer of the bone marrow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I now? Sick and not earning enough for medical expenses and living expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God is good. He provides.  He has given me friends and relatives who continue to help to this day in whatever area I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to exchange places with anyone.  I am happy though not perfectly contented.  In my own way, I think that the world has been a better place just because I existed.  Through my books, through this blog, through my other writings, through my special brand of humor, through my genuine kindness, through my attitude of gratitude, through my positive thinking and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Nimia. Age 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8536607280982923949?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8536607280982923949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/finished-report-ready-for-holy-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8536607280982923949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8536607280982923949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/finished-report-ready-for-holy-week.html' title='Finished a Report, Ready for Holy Week'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EEsLNhRtZuk/Tar4eohDVNI/AAAAAAAABZI/WuTNqA8y1uA/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2098865931690541170</id><published>2011-04-16T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:07:11.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faceboook'/><title type='text'>A Quiet Saturday</title><content type='html'>My, what a quiet Saturday, I thought to myself.  No rush to finish my report so I woke up late, slept after breakfast and then slept again after lunch.  The lazy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to do some work.  I'm sure to finish by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom gave me a blouse and skirt.  She fixed the blouse to make it fit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I visited Facebook and chatted with an old friend.  She said a common friend is&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkV5Zb2vmcA/TamiFtojS7I/AAAAAAAABZA/0zajzqfi4gQ/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkV5Zb2vmcA/TamiFtojS7I/AAAAAAAABZA/0zajzqfi4gQ/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596182231017278386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; online and wanted to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So chat we did.  I enjoyed the exchange of jokes.  Learned that he had a crush on me way back in college. Ha ha.  Now he is some big shot abroad.  And happily married.  So no names, as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a piece of advice I ought to remember.  I should stop using my illnesses as excuses.  Thanks, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I'm grateful for Facebook.  It connects you with people in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2098865931690541170?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2098865931690541170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/quiet-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2098865931690541170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2098865931690541170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/quiet-saturday.html' title='A Quiet Saturday'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PkV5Zb2vmcA/TamiFtojS7I/AAAAAAAABZA/0zajzqfi4gQ/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4141604370698503745</id><published>2011-04-15T18:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:10:27.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70th party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celine Dion'/><title type='text'>An Uncle Turned 70</title><content type='html'>Instead of finishing my report,  I went with my mom to Bicutan.  It was my uncle's 70th birthday yesterday.  Mom helped in the preparation of the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tasked to say a prayer, as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank You, Lord, for gathering us all together on this 70th birthday of Danny del Prado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the many happy years you have given Danny and Nene and their two children, Dewi and Dallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the friends and family of Danny are happy to celebrate the fact that at 70, he is as handsome as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bless this sumptuous food before us, bless those who prepared this food, and bless those who have nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleass us O Lord and these thy gifts which we are to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it was a beautiful prayer but my voice and hands were shaking all the time!  I must do something about my "nervous shakiness" (or is it shaky nervousness?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was plentiful - chicken salad, lumpiang shanghai, kaldereta, lechon, lengua, fish,  pancit, chop suey, chicken lollipop, and different kinds of dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfkiZfECi-U/TaglOtm5k2I/AAAAAAAABY4/cRPmG6V8Skc/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfkiZfECi-U/TaglOtm5k2I/AAAAAAAABY4/cRPmG6V8Skc/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595763471698989922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched a DVD of Celine Dion.  Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely slept during the night. "Namahay" as they would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We borrowed eight books.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As regards my report, the Client said no hurry.  It's Holy Week next week anyway and they will not be able to see the report.  Another yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4141604370698503745?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4141604370698503745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/uncle-turned-70.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4141604370698503745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4141604370698503745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/uncle-turned-70.html' title='An Uncle Turned 70'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfkiZfECi-U/TaglOtm5k2I/AAAAAAAABY4/cRPmG6V8Skc/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-5323227448379189151</id><published>2011-04-13T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:09:13.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Of Varied Stuff</title><content type='html'>I have just two more sections to go in my long report, Part 2.  I can do some more work tonight or call it a day and resume tomorrow.  Anyway, my personal deadline is Friday when I will get paid the balance for this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clarified with a research agency if the fee they will be giving me is a monthly retainer or not (even if I don't have projects).  Yes it is.  Yehey.  I have money to pay for my medicines. Answered prayer. Thank You, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's good on TV these days.  That's why I've been reading a book instead.  On mystery stories.  Nice but I miss James Patterson, Mary Higgins Clark and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is back from the hospital.  She had yet another procedure on her bladder.  She's "stone-prone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mom of yet another batchmate died recently of cancer.  Parents of people my age are dying.  Lord, please don't take my mom just yet. I need her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's about it. I'm hungry. I guess I will eat the leftover tofu from Max's that my son brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pretty picture. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEZGk1wXgzA/TaWEF3SuoUI/AAAAAAAABYw/YcUHbgthYWE/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEZGk1wXgzA/TaWEF3SuoUI/AAAAAAAABYw/YcUHbgthYWE/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595023348354425154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-5323227448379189151?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/5323227448379189151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/of-varied-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5323227448379189151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/5323227448379189151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/of-varied-stuff.html' title='Of Varied Stuff'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEZGk1wXgzA/TaWEF3SuoUI/AAAAAAAABYw/YcUHbgthYWE/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-8681387859849356650</id><published>2011-04-11T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:32:17.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thermometer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty contest'/><title type='text'>One Down, Another to Follow</title><content type='html'>I'm done with the first of my two-part report.  I am working on Part 2, which is easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's past 6 pm.  I have a choice of continuing to work or watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see first what's showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched the Binibining Pilipinas Pageant.  My choices did not make it to the finals.  Means I am a poor judge of beauty. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-l3aEE09rA/TaLYZ0bF30I/AAAAAAAABYo/DjNVe_dImy8/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-l3aEE09rA/TaLYZ0bF30I/AAAAAAAABYo/DjNVe_dImy8/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594271625228181314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forgot to relate a funny story.  One time when I was not feeling well, my mom took my temperature using the new digital thermometer she got from Citibank Rewards.  She was wondering why my temp remained normal at 37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mom showed the thermometer to family members, turned out there was a sticker with 37 on it!  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-8681387859849356650?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/8681387859849356650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-down-another-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8681387859849356650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/8681387859849356650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-down-another-to-follow.html' title='One Down, Another to Follow'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-l3aEE09rA/TaLYZ0bF30I/AAAAAAAABYo/DjNVe_dImy8/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2987914272742135353</id><published>2011-04-09T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:30:05.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer outing'/><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>I am working on a two-part report.  I am almost done with Part 1.  Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially closing shop for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dinner time.  I will eat Chooks chicken again.  (My sister and niece brought some for lunch and there was some leftover chicken.  It tastes good! No need for sauce, as advertised.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I am looking forward to watching a movie on television.  I hope there's something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is planning a summer outing.  Beach with swimming pool.  I can't swim but I sure will enjoy the fresh air for a change.  And the company, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since I last went to the beach.  Yahoo!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdAP0mJS0FY/TaBDGsj2bHI/AAAAAAAABYg/rRqtncdT5Fg/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdAP0mJS0FY/TaBDGsj2bHI/AAAAAAAABYg/rRqtncdT5Fg/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593544519513959538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2987914272742135353?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2987914272742135353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2987914272742135353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2987914272742135353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdAP0mJS0FY/TaBDGsj2bHI/AAAAAAAABYg/rRqtncdT5Fg/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-1143921987724354138</id><published>2011-04-06T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:16:35.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivid dream'/><title type='text'>A Vivid Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8prZm0JULhU/TZwS9b_q_1I/AAAAAAAABYY/rdu1zbzqCRw/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8prZm0JULhU/TZwS9b_q_1I/AAAAAAAABYY/rdu1zbzqCRw/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592365683983449938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, I had a vivid dream...of one of my former boyfriends.  Let's call him Joey (not his real name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in a sort of round room, big enough for a small audience.  There was an on-the-spot dance contests and Joey and I were the first contestants.  I apologized for not being able to dance well - my back ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a tray of all sort of products that can be sprayed on.  They were shouting to the judges to use a spray on Joey's thing so that it will swell.  But I said, "No, just give him something that would make him smell good."  Then, I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is my second boyfriend.  But he hurt me emotionally because he "three-timed" me.  The other girls were a sexy girl with big boobs who danced well, the other was a pretty girl with long straight hair who later became a bit actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day, Joey made me believe he still loved me because he brought me three red roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,  I insisted that he bring me to their ball.  (He was the president of one of the student organizations.)  We ate at the presidential table.  We had the first dance.  Then suddenly,  Ms. Sexy Girl became his partner and Joey's best friend became my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when I was on my way to the ladies' room, Joey was on the phone with the other pretty girl who baked him some brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Joey's friend who brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most embarrassing night of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm 50 now.  I think I dreamt that dream because it's a sign that I should forgive everyone who has hurt me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Joey, wherever you are, I forgive you.  You were young then.  Insecure as you said.  I remember we already chatted in Facebook and asked for forgiveness.  And I said then that I forgive you.  The dream? It's just a reminder that there are other Joey's out there who need my forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to forgive myself, too, for all the people I have hurt.  There are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, forgive me!  I am but human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-1143921987724354138?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/1143921987724354138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/vivid-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1143921987724354138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/1143921987724354138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/vivid-dream.html' title='A Vivid Dream'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8prZm0JULhU/TZwS9b_q_1I/AAAAAAAABYY/rdu1zbzqCRw/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-3764248521883737178</id><published>2011-04-04T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:30:18.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaky hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family get-together'/><title type='text'>Shaky Fingers, Family Get-Together</title><content type='html'>I'm working on a long report but my hands keep shaking!  Hope it's not Parkinson's.  I searched the net.  It could just be tea.  I've been drinking iced tea every afternoon while working.  So I didn't drink any today.  True enough. My hands became steadier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,  we had another fun family get-together.  It was for mom's birthday, our balikbayan cousin, and the graduates in the family.  We will have another get-together for the other April birthday celebrants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was simple - sushi/maki, Pancit Malabon, chicken inasal, chicken salad, manggang hilaw with bagoong, buco pie, and mais con hielo.  There was picture taking as our cousin, Karen, brought her camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I wore an old pair of shoes.  Before I knew it, parts of the sole started to come off!  Pieces were scattered all over the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece is asking help in doing her paper.  She will come over on Wednesday.  I'm proud of her! Her grade average is that of summa cum laude.  So she was able to get a scholarship abroad for a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A research agency is finally signing me on starting April 1.  Maybe they have work for me already.  Yehey.  I do need regular work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-3764248521883737178?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/3764248521883737178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/shaky-fingers-family-get-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3764248521883737178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/3764248521883737178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/shaky-fingers-family-get-together.html' title='Shaky Fingers, Family Get-Together'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-2531658831360507069</id><published>2011-04-01T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:21:51.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sushi-ya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='very good presentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coloring books'/><title type='text'>A Great Day...</title><content type='html'>It's April Fool's Day. It has been a great day so far, and it's not over yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were early for our presentation.  The car got fixed so we didn't have to take a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with "It's April 1.  Happy April Fool's Day everyone".  Of course,  the audience laughed.  But as usual, my hands were shaking at the start.  Shortly later, I was much more relaxed and was able to answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top executive said "That was very good! Thank you!" and that made all the efforts and troubles worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6f1ut02SacA/TZV82ddSVPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/r9vBwmv61vU/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6f1ut02SacA/TZV82ddSVPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/r9vBwmv61vU/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590511787512583410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since it is mom's birthday, we ate at our favorite restaurant, Sushi-Ya in Tomas Morato.  We ordered bento box.  Mom had pork teriyaki and I ordered sukiyakidon (thinking of the soup, but that meant rice topping if you have a "don").  I ate green tea ice cream. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was tired she went to sleep.  (She is still sleeping now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sleepy.  I decided to reward myself by coloring in two of my coloring books.  One was a picture of a pretty princess on a boat.  The other was on a display of cakes, candy canes, and pastries.  What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a choice of doing some work, listening to music, watching TV, reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, a great day and it ain't over yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-2531658831360507069?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/2531658831360507069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2531658831360507069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/2531658831360507069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-day.html' title='A Great Day...'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6f1ut02SacA/TZV82ddSVPI/AAAAAAAABYQ/r9vBwmv61vU/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7177875631312046327</id><published>2011-03-31T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T17:54:09.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family celebration'/><title type='text'>It's Presentation Time</title><content type='html'>My FGD report is done.  It's 155 slides long but mostly due to the verbatims.  I sent an advanced copy to the client and their only correction is to highlight the key verbatims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is presentation time.  Hope we won't arrive late again, like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;It's mom's 79th birthday tomorrow.  I don't even have a gift for her.  Prayers will do.  Hope we can eat at Sushi-Ya tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Sunday, there is a family celebration for her birthday, my cousin Karen who is here (she's based in Spain), and the graduates.  Mom is making chicken salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtuPwyBDTe4/TZRPIXePzvI/AAAAAAAABYI/tgLP9y2Vs88/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtuPwyBDTe4/TZRPIXePzvI/AAAAAAAABYI/tgLP9y2Vs88/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590180042632056562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another nice pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7177875631312046327?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7177875631312046327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-presentation-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7177875631312046327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7177875631312046327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-presentation-time.html' title='It&apos;s Presentation Time'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RtuPwyBDTe4/TZRPIXePzvI/AAAAAAAABYI/tgLP9y2Vs88/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7555756451973585898</id><published>2011-03-27T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:45:06.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><title type='text'>Last FGDs, Sickness, More Work</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, we had our last two FGDs in Lipa, Batangas.  Instead of the usual Pajero, we used an old car.  True enough it broke down.  I decided to hitch with the Client.  He was supposed to drop me off in Makati but we couldn't find a cab. He was kind enough to bring me all the way home.  I gave him my cab money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sick and threw up a number of times.  Last Saturday, I rested till about 3 pm.  Then I started work on my rush report.  I had to rest again after a few slides.  I resumed working after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I continued my report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been paid a single centavo for our FGD project.  So, the agency manager said that I shouldn't submit the report without our receiving at least the downpayment from the Client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Saw this nice picture... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WbJK_GKUBo/TY8G-oWwJGI/AAAAAAAABYA/7zPloN44Ngs/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WbJK_GKUBo/TY8G-oWwJGI/AAAAAAAABYA/7zPloN44Ngs/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588693335644578914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7555756451973585898?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7555756451973585898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-fgds-sickness-more-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7555756451973585898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7555756451973585898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-fgds-sickness-more-work.html' title='Last FGDs, Sickness, More Work'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WbJK_GKUBo/TY8G-oWwJGI/AAAAAAAABYA/7zPloN44Ngs/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7377047733067006739</id><published>2011-03-23T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:23:56.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reports'/><title type='text'>Three Projects on a Single Day</title><content type='html'>Today, I worked on three different projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was on my FGD report.  I finished putting verbatims on the appropriate sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was a UAI report.  It's supposed to be a nationwide study but the data tables I have are only for Luzon.  So, I started making summary charts on Luzon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third project was another UAI report.  The charts have already been made. So I just did some significance testing.  I'm too tired to do any analysis tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing my friend, whom I invited over, couldn't make it.  I was able to do a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically the whole day, my internet was down.  I called my technician-friend and he told me to disconnect my router and to connect my internet cable directly to my computer.  I followed his instructions and so I was able to open my email, check for lotto results, and write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yo9Xg7N0uzk/TYn0ShqrPII/AAAAAAAABX4/qNo5P1AXTac/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yo9Xg7N0uzk/TYn0ShqrPII/AAAAAAAABX4/qNo5P1AXTac/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587265411841997954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a friend who writes very well.  (I quoted her recently.)  I encouraged her to start her own blog.  Blogging is so much fun. It can even be therapeutic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-7377047733067006739?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/7377047733067006739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-projects-on-single-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7377047733067006739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/7377047733067006739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-projects-on-single-day.html' title='Three Projects on a Single Day'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yo9Xg7N0uzk/TYn0ShqrPII/AAAAAAAABX4/qNo5P1AXTac/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-6736956007660532965</id><published>2011-03-21T18:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:00:00.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD report'/><title type='text'>Nice Movies on a Weekend</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, I watched two nice movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was an old action film, "Bourne Identity", starring Matt Damon as Jason Bourne.  I love the car chase scene.  There was some romance even.  Matt is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8Em52-Bv0/TYcsrHPJxqI/AAAAAAAABW8/VFx199EbplI/s1600/220px-BourneIdentityfilm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8Em52-Bv0/TYcsrHPJxqI/AAAAAAAABW8/VFx199EbplI/s400/220px-BourneIdentityfilm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586482981964990114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other movie I watched was "Valentine's Day".  It had an all-star cast including Julia Roberts, Anne Hathaway, Jamie Foxx, Shirley McClaine, Patrick Dempsey,  Queen Latifah and many more.  Very funny.  Romantic without being mushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kn7DX7vBjN0/TYculx1F6gI/AAAAAAAABXE/ZSn5OtFG0-E/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kn7DX7vBjN0/TYculx1F6gI/AAAAAAAABXE/ZSn5OtFG0-E/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586485089342450178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I also have been spending time working on my FGD report.  It's already 90+ slides long because Client wants it to be verbatim-heavy.  I am enjoying writing the report.  Hope it turns out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-6736956007660532965?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/6736956007660532965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice-movies-on-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6736956007660532965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/6736956007660532965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice-movies-on-weekend.html' title='Nice Movies on a Weekend'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm8Em52-Bv0/TYcsrHPJxqI/AAAAAAAABW8/VFx199EbplI/s72-c/220px-BourneIdentityfilm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4409672896666637928</id><published>2011-03-19T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:14:31.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50th birthday party'/><title type='text'>50 Celebrating 50</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was fetched and heard mass in the nearby church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we prayed the rosary going to Dasmariñas Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended a party of Maryknollers who have turned 50 or are turning 50.  It was a great success.  There were almost 50 who attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone led the prayer.  Food was by Vicky Pimentel.  I had fettucine carbonara, fish fillet, beef, chicken, salad, potatoes, and fruits.  I didn't touch the sweet desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We each had a cupcake and blew our candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a trivia game prepared by Min Quimson.  Questions include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Who was the president in 1960? (answer: Garcia)&lt;br /&gt;2) Who are the members of the Apat na Sikat?&lt;br /&gt;3) Name at least 2 love teams in D Sensation.&lt;br /&gt;4) What was invented in 1974 that we use everyday at work. (answer: Post-It)&lt;br /&gt;5) Who was the original chop-chop lady? (Lucila Lalu, everybody got the answer)&lt;br /&gt;6) What was the most successful Filipino composition? (Anak)&lt;br /&gt;7) What was the hometown of Ms. Jimenea?&lt;br /&gt;8) What was the favorite expression of Sr. Miriam Jose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, lots of picture-taking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xERCTolx_qw/TYnw9rUCr3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/Dt5zjqn49KU/s1600/4%2BNimia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xERCTolx_qw/TYnw9rUCr3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/Dt5zjqn49KU/s400/4%2BNimia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587261755119284082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKFfBz4lC_g/TYnxNPalclI/AAAAAAAABXY/kF4fTFC37Lw/s1600/23%2BMari%2Btable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKFfBz4lC_g/TYnxNPalclI/AAAAAAAABXY/kF4fTFC37Lw/s400/23%2BMari%2Btable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262022508442194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-yGnab1Ejw/TYnxaouneQI/AAAAAAAABXg/sjmdl3sxzhQ/s1600/45%2Bgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0UhL3v6wSM/TYnxpLeSElI/AAAAAAAABXo/8tCZK2AfF28/s1600/46%2BGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0UhL3v6wSM/TYnxpLeSElI/AAAAAAAABXo/8tCZK2AfF28/s400/46%2BGroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262502486544978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-yGnab1Ejw/TYnxaouneQI/AAAAAAAABXg/sjmdl3sxzhQ/s1600/45%2Bgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-yGnab1Ejw/TYnxaouneQI/AAAAAAAABXg/sjmdl3sxzhQ/s400/45%2Bgroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262252641646850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqJYfy2W1Cg/TYnx5SaEmuI/AAAAAAAABXw/8WFSxdqpV_Q/s1600/47%2Bgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqJYfy2W1Cg/TYnx5SaEmuI/AAAAAAAABXw/8WFSxdqpV_Q/s400/47%2Bgroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587262779225840354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Chris Salinas-Manzano for hosting the party.  Funny, she told her parents that we will hold the celebration in their house only the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no dinner fees. But a collection was done to help one of us who has cancer which has spread to different parts of her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4409672896666637928?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4409672896666637928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/50-celebrating-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4409672896666637928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4409672896666637928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/50-celebrating-50.html' title='50 Celebrating 50'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xERCTolx_qw/TYnw9rUCr3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/Dt5zjqn49KU/s72-c/4%2BNimia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-4258871849653293013</id><published>2011-03-17T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:55:52.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50th birthday party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tong Yang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Mid-Life Crisis and More</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning up my inbox when I saw the following food for thought from a friend regarding mid-life crisis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it becomes a crisis only  when one loses               direction. At midlife, one get's slapped with the reality               of one's mortality and  you become aware of a gnawing ache               in the heart that will keep you searching for something               you can not explain... the restlessness becomes               overpowering.. and then you realize that what you are               looking for is the peace that only God can give."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful and profound, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I started doing my FGD report. I'm excited about it because I love coming up with diagrams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two groups were rescheduled for next Friday.  Yehey.  That means I don't have to hurry from Batangas to Dasmariñas Village tomorrow.  I have a ride already to and from the party which is the 50th birthday celebration of Maryknollers in my batch.  As of last count, there will be 45 attendees.  It would be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with my friend-client.  It's her birthday treat for me.  Almost a month late.  We ate at Tong Yang along Quezon Avenue. It was eat and drink all you can, shabu-shabu.  I enjoyed the food.  But we couldn't finish it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I watched "I Love You, Goodbye" starring Angelica Panganiban, Gabby Concepcion and Derek Ramsay. Not bad.  Good enough for me to watch till the end, even when mom was calling to dinner already.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Here's a beautiful picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Buxfk-pjpLg/TYIEnNl2fRI/AAAAAAAABW0/vmlan2yUYDU/s1600/download.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Buxfk-pjpLg/TYIEnNl2fRI/AAAAAAAABW0/vmlan2yUYDU/s400/download.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585031559602666770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4672062523292576778-4258871849653293013?l=ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/feeds/4258871849653293013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/mid-life-crisis-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4258871849653293013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4672062523292576778/posts/default/4258871849653293013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovehumorandmore.blogspot.com/2011/03/mid-life-crisis-and-more.html' title='Mid-Life Crisis and More'/><author><name>Nimia Gamo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445479096932304181</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bLxkcHA6uA0/SW0S7q5B1NI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uzXSPW5hwDA/S220/NimJan1c..jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Buxfk-pjpLg/TYIEnNl2fRI/AAAAAAAABW0/vmlan2yUYDU/s72-c/download.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4672062523292576778.post-7826325789791989564</id><published>2011-03-13T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:30:24.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FGD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Work and A Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Txy8khV-kmM/TXyqowkz5GI/AAAAAAAABWk/ESwRYk1ufms/s1600/thumbnail.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Txy8khV-kmM/TXyqowkz5GI/AAAAAAAABWk/ESwRYk1ufms/s400/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583525255243359330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The FGD last Friday went well. It was a lively group, the best of the three FGDs so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we had to wait for the secretary to arrive. She was 20 minutes late. And the spaghetti from Kenny Rogers was spoiled.  We had it exchanged for chicken and rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched a funny movie entitled "Paul Blart: Mall Cop".  I enjoyed it thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today, I listened back to tapes to check the transcription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New work came in.  Will continue doing it tomorrow. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm concerned about what is happening in other parts of the world.  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