<?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-3589424</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:31:16.223-04:00</updated><category term='Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Married'/><title type='text'>PuNk PR!Nce$s Br@T</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a brat, a dreamer, lost in her own little world ... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4267844805528398444</id><published>2011-04-12T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:48:43.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the drama ...</title><summary type='text'>I feel so alone right now ... really alone. I feel guilty about the situation, and I was right to since everyone IS blaming me for what's going on. I won't say that it isn't, because any relationship is a 2-way street ... but tobe blamed entirely for everything? Woooooowwww ...

Do I feel betrayed?  Yes ... I've been lied to by the people I love. How am I supposed to believe anything they say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4267844805528398444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4267844805528398444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4267844805528398444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4267844805528398444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-drama.html' title='Oh the drama ...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3436622165473283009</id><published>2011-03-31T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:27:58.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><summary type='text'>I don't even know WHY I started a Tumblr account ... it's not like I can actually rant and speak what I actually feel since most of the poeple following me there are KIDS ... *sigh*

So, back to my ever-trusty blog (^_^) ... where I can be myself, no pretenses. I can rant. Vent. Be mad at the world and be able to tell it! Best part ... only a select few and trusted friends know about it! Woohoo!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3436622165473283009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3436622165473283009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3436622165473283009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3436622165473283009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/03/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4675643854969503940</id><published>2011-03-24T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:11:37.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are where God wants you to be</title><summary type='text'>
Another one bites the dust … another friend (John from the Art Dept.) is leaving the company. I’m so happy for him that he’s found a better place to work! I’m always happy for the people who leave and find better lives outside of here … and I always remind myself that I am where God wants me to be.I have been here for 11 years now … and my body, mind, and spirit are feeling every minute of those</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4675643854969503940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4675643854969503940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4675643854969503940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4675643854969503940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-are-where-god-wants-you-to-be.html' title='You are where God wants you to be'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1798281748992605512</id><published>2011-03-09T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:11:08.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>“TRYING”</title><summary type='text'>
‘Trying’ is just an excuse when you only SAY you’re trying.  TRYING requires ACTION! To try is to make an an attempt or effort - ACTION.  Just standing there and thinking about it does NOT denote trying. Looking at me and telling me you are trying is NOT trying.  Stop trying to try. Go Nike - just do it. Enough with the excuses. ‘Nuff said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1798281748992605512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1798281748992605512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1798281748992605512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1798281748992605512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/03/trying.html' title='“TRYING”'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-239874171293089231</id><published>2011-03-01T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:10:15.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Truths</title><summary type='text'>
Be kinder than  necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of  battle.
A sharp tongue can cut your own throat.  
If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn’t oversleep.  
Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most  important.
The best vitamin for making friends….. B1. 
The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.
The heaviest thing you can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/239874171293089231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=239874171293089231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/239874171293089231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/239874171293089231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-truths.html' title='Simple Truths'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-676624628945476146</id><published>2011-02-17T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:09:21.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15th Princess!</title><summary type='text'>Time flies … time really flies.  I can’t believe that this little girl is now a lady. I’m amazed at how she’s grown. I’m so proud of her dedication to the Lord, her commitment to improve and be better, the maturity she’s showing relationship-wise. I love her heart, how it always beats for the Lord, how she loves her brother and sister, how she loves her family, her friends. I love how she and her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/676624628945476146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=676624628945476146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/676624628945476146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/676624628945476146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-15th-princess.html' title='Happy 15th Princess!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-8931498193630978949</id><published>2011-02-15T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:08:51.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaahhh l’amour</title><summary type='text'>
Now here are words I never thought I’d ever say - not even in my wildest dreams … I had the BEST VALENTINE’S DAY EVER!!!! … All thanks to the love of my life, my best friend, my husband, My Boo!I never plan for Vday - but I did want to take the kids out for dessert … so I abandoned my post early (meaning I actually left work on time LOL). I get home, and this is what greets me … with RJ running </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/8931498193630978949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=8931498193630978949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8931498193630978949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8931498193630978949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/aaaahhh-lamour.html' title='aaaahhh l’amour'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-5452943760023390709</id><published>2011-02-14T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:08:14.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams still intact</title><summary type='text'>
I have always wanted to travel … see the world, go places, explore other cultures. I’ve dreamt of travelling to Europe - seeing the art and castles. Going to Japan and basking in the culture. I’ve wanted to see the rest of the Philippines - since I’ve been confined to Metro Manila all my growing life. I want to go into the Forbidden City and see what’s so forbidden … walk the Great Wall (tho I’m</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/5452943760023390709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=5452943760023390709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5452943760023390709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5452943760023390709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams-still-intact.html' title='Dreams still intact'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3711047249844595052</id><published>2011-02-11T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:07:32.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this be the break …</title><summary type='text'>
I know it may be too soon to celebrate, but I pray that this is the break that you’ve been waiting years for. You have so much potential, so many things you can offer, and yet just never given an opportunity to show how much you’re truly worth. Over the years it broke my heart seeing you passed over for someone less than capable (not that I’m judging). It broke my heart seeing them take away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3711047249844595052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3711047249844595052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3711047249844595052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3711047249844595052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-this-be-break.html' title='Let this be the break …'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-2759977729018285793</id><published>2011-02-10T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:07:02.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten ways to love.</title><summary type='text'>
1. Listen without interrupting. (Proverbs 18)
2. Speak without accusing. (James 1:19)
3. Give without sparing. (Proverbs 21:26)
4. Pray without ceasing. (Colossians 1:9)
5. Answer without arguing. (Proverbs 17:1)
6. Share without pretending. (Ephesians 4:15)
7. Enjoy without complaint. (Philippians 2:14)
8. Trust without wavering. (Corinthians 13:7)
9. Forgive without punishing. (Colossians 3:13</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/2759977729018285793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=2759977729018285793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2759977729018285793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2759977729018285793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/ten-ways-to-love.html' title='Ten ways to love.'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1802008808269162251</id><published>2011-02-10T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:06:23.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vday coming up ...</title><summary type='text'>So, V-day is coming up … and for as far back as I can remember, I have always greatly disliked this day. Face it, I hate Valentine’s Day. I don’t find anything romantic about having to be lovey-dovey on a day where EVERYONE ELSE IS DOING IT.  It just doesn’t feel special. You want to show me love, do it when the whole world isn’t doing it, or expecting it to be done.Don’t get me wrong, I am a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1802008808269162251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1802008808269162251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1802008808269162251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1802008808269162251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/vday-coming-up.html' title='Vday coming up ...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K8cHbARTlYo/TZS0eNPo3qI/AAAAAAAADL4/kEIpGPO-blc/s72-c/tumblr_lgeutzzyzd1qbre13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7220424595702227916</id><published>2011-02-01T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:04:56.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm …</title><summary type='text'>
Maybe I’m reading too much into things … but … DO YOU WANT TO TAKE MY PLACE????Honestly … *sigh* … take over already … all this looking over my shoulder and the innuendos when my back is turned is driving me insane.  And really, I’m hating it.STOP. LOOKING. OVER. MY. SHOULDER. *ugh!!!*You’re reading this … I know you are. STOP.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7220424595702227916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7220424595702227916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7220424595702227916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7220424595702227916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/02/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm …'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3459793621527244634</id><published>2011-01-21T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:02:49.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>misplaced … or displaced?</title><summary type='text'>
How is that you can be surrounded by a lot of people and still not belong?  Even knowing that these people love you, you still aren’t a part of them. You still don’t belong …How is it that you can be working in the same place for over a decade, and still not connect with anyone? You’re still not part of a group. You’re with them, yet you aren’t …How is that people you call friends feel like they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3459793621527244634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3459793621527244634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3459793621527244634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3459793621527244634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/01/misplaced-or-displaced.html' title='misplaced … or displaced?'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-2257172228006609959</id><published>2011-01-18T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:02:18.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving God</title><summary type='text'>Serving God is not about a “feeling” it’s about understanding that He is worthy.—(via adinahl)to add … some wisdom imparted to me that I keep to heart when serving … if you ‘feel’ that you’renot worthy to serve Him, serve Him more … it’s not about whether or not you’re worthy - you never will be … but it’s what He deserves.  It’s not about you … it’s for HIS glory …</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/2257172228006609959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=2257172228006609959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2257172228006609959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2257172228006609959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/01/serving-god.html' title='Serving God'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-6697084865804525313</id><published>2011-01-18T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:01:28.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A reminder to self :</title><summary type='text'>adinahl:“A woman of God must posses a stable core. She feels emotions at great levels BUT she is not a slave to her own feelings. A woman of God is of sound mind and does not fall apart emotionally, even in the gravest and most severe of circumstances”Something great to take to heart … gosh … I’m such a woman.This message couldn’t have come at a better time … I am tired and emotionally drained.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/6697084865804525313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=6697084865804525313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6697084865804525313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6697084865804525313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2011/01/reminder-to-self.html' title='A reminder to self :'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-8171224519426285024</id><published>2010-12-30T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:59:53.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting the New Year …</title><summary type='text'>Leave this year with a grateful heart, and embrace the new with a hopeful one still filled with gratitude … Thank you Lord for the trials You brought us through which has made us stronger … Thank you for the blessings You gave which we did not deserve … Thank you for the new year we know we will face together with Your love and grace ♥♥♥</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/8171224519426285024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=8171224519426285024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8171224519426285024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8171224519426285024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2010/12/greeting-new-year.html' title='Greeting the New Year …'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7109943861026697925</id><published>2010-12-29T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:59:24.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently ...</title><summary type='text'>RJ lost his job before Christmas (14th) due to tardiness … this was the week we were having major car issues (both the car and van died on us). They pretty much knew what the deal was, but hey, policy is policy - right?  Sad part is, he’s been there for 7 years, and he was dismissed just like that. Just goes to show how far loyalty goes nowadays.So, yeah, I guess God has plans for MyBoo … like we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7109943861026697925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7109943861026697925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7109943861026697925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7109943861026697925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2010/12/recently.html' title='Recently ...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-2239415490318081632</id><published>2010-12-15T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:58:47.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes … always</title><summary type='text'>
sometimes it’s hard being a mom … the heartache of being deceived, the frazzle of not knowing, the disappointment of actions/inactions, the frustration of not being understood, the anger of being disregarded, the pain of being taken for granted, the fear of doing not only what’s right, but what’s right in the Lord, the sadness just lurking aorund the corners of your heart …sometimes it’s hard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/2239415490318081632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=2239415490318081632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2239415490318081632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2239415490318081632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-always.html' title='sometimes … always'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-79753267608817766</id><published>2010-04-15T12:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:57:32.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mising My Kids</title><summary type='text'>It’s pretty late, but still early considering I’m an insomniac. The house is quiet … You’d think I’d be relaxed, but no. It’s too quiet. Julian isn’t playing the PS3 and asking us for 1 last game … Jorelle isn’t crying … Too quiet. I miss my kids. I love you babies! Mama misses you! I’m thinking of you always! Mmmwwwaaahhh!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/79753267608817766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=79753267608817766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/79753267608817766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/79753267608817766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2010/04/mising-my-kids.html' title='Mising My Kids'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-8568747851982087815</id><published>2010-01-07T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:17:44.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recapping the last 2 years ... and saying GOODBYE to them ... I'm moving on!</title><summary type='text'>The last 2 years weren't a very good years for me - so many unexpected things happened ... so many things I didn't want to happen happened.  It was two years of UNhappenings.

June of 2008 marked the beginning of the rise of my stress meter ... a 2 bedroom condo with 7 people can do that to you.  Add getting along with your mother, getting re-acquainted with your sister (whom you haven't really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/8568747851982087815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=8568747851982087815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8568747851982087815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/8568747851982087815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2010/01/recapping-last-2-years-and-saying.html' title='Recapping the last 2 years ... and saying GOODBYE to them ... I&apos;m moving on!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4846561484870715433</id><published>2009-10-19T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:51:48.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Married'/><title type='text'>Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Married - by Dave Boehi</title><summary type='text'>Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Marriedby Dave BoehiI've been thinking a lot lately about what couples should know before they get married. For one thing, I've been making some updates and revisions on FamilyLife's Preparing for Marriage workbook, which is used by thousands of pastors and counselors around the country each year for premarriage counseling. In addition, my younger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4846561484870715433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4846561484870715433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4846561484870715433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4846561484870715433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/10/five-things-i-wish-i-had-known-before-i.html' title='Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Married - by Dave Boehi'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-6108547891010859293</id><published>2009-09-03T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:24:23.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2-second phone onversation with my son</title><summary type='text'> t's Julian's 2nd day of school ... I figured I'd call my son since his tita Ann was taking him to school and I would pick him up (that, and of course I was getting teary-eyed just thinking about that).So, I called and said to him: "Hi Jujubear! Whatchadoing?"He goes: "Hi mama! I'm busy now - I'm getting ready for school. I love you. BYE!" ... and promptly hung up.Yeah ... I was left hanging. LOL.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/6108547891010859293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=6108547891010859293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6108547891010859293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6108547891010859293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-second-phone-onversation-with-my-son.html' title='2-second phone onversation with my son'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/Sp_7xY9sIgI/AAAAAAAACOg/8QuBBhOsJT4/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1245427925355241800</id><published>2009-09-02T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:51:10.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Julian's 1st Day of Pre-school</title><summary type='text'>Julian's first day of school today ... I've been so excited that all I've been doing (with RJ) was go snack shopping fir this day.  Last night RJ and I were in the kitchen getting together his snackage.  Then I knocked out because RJ gave me a massage, if he hadn't, I probably would've been up all night anticipating this day.I get to work and all I could think of was getting home at 12:30 to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1245427925355241800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1245427925355241800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1245427925355241800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1245427925355241800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/09/julians-1st-day-of-pre-school.html' title='Julian&apos;s 1st Day of Pre-school'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/Sp691xSBf0I/AAAAAAAACN4/wnOLR9wAen8/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-62601908307612537</id><published>2009-07-28T12:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:31:31.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Julian Moments</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/62601908307612537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=62601908307612537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/62601908307612537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/62601908307612537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/07/julian-moments.html' title='Julian Moments'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-105529518064654106</id><published>2009-07-22T17:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:22:43.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I don't often go to NYC</title><summary type='text'>I've lived here in NJ for over 9 years now. I'm about an hour away from the city - New York City- less when the traffic is good. People wonder why I don't go there often - I've been to NYC about 10 times, possibly less. At first I thought ... Hmmm, maybe I'm just taking it for granted since it's just right there. Now, well, I just don't like going to a place just wander around aimlessly with no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/105529518064654106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=105529518064654106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/105529518064654106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/105529518064654106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-don-often-go-to-nyc.html' title='Why I don&amp;#39;t often go to NYC'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3668859522407357509</id><published>2009-06-02T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:09:15.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recanting my previous post re: Gyn</title><summary type='text'>I am very happy to take back ALL my complaints on my previous post ... After meeting Dr. Robin, the whole thing was worth it.She was nice, attentive, easy to talk to ... Yes, I would even say loveable.So, yeah, I'm happy now LOL ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3668859522407357509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3668859522407357509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3668859522407357509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3668859522407357509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/06/recanting-my-previous-post-re-gyn.html' title='Recanting my previous post re: Gyn'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4860513104222211449</id><published>2009-06-02T12:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:06:10.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed off at the Gyn</title><summary type='text'>I am sooooo pissed right now ... This whole experience with this new Gyn is not turning out so well. First, I did NOT have the right address - and it was the address on the forms they faxed me to fill. The address was 4 Progress St. suite B4. When I got there, the office was closed an looked abandoned. Not only was the suite wrong, but the whole dang building was wrong!!!! Apparently they moved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4860513104222211449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4860513104222211449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4860513104222211449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4860513104222211449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/06/pissed-off-at-gyn.html' title='Pissed off at the Gyn'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7202342874303775477</id><published>2009-06-02T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:21:23.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. M</title><summary type='text'>I am soooooo sad ... My doctor is leaving - he's moving to Toronto, Canada. I honestly feel like I'm losing my best friend *sniff*I've been seeing Dr. Anil Maheshwari since I moved here in 2000. I actually have a relationship with him --- patient-doctor kind of relationship. I feel well taken care of. I trust him. A lot of people take that for granted, but having a good relationship with your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7202342874303775477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7202342874303775477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7202342874303775477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7202342874303775477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/06/dr-m.html' title='Dr. M'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4423970744500306074</id><published>2009-05-27T17:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:25:07.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports-filled Memorial Day ...  1 week of pain</title><summary type='text'>It is now Wenesday ... 2 days since Memorial Day (Monday 5/25) ... And my whole body is still soooore gaaaaaahhh!!!!!!Here's how Memorial Day went ...It's the annual church picnic - this year held at Bayonne Park ... we get to the park at 12nn and as soon as we get there we play:Soccer - with Jahmai &amp; kuya Bobby (and Soraya when she got there)Then badminton with Bon/Jahmai (when Bon left) and ate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4423970744500306074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4423970744500306074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4423970744500306074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4423970744500306074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/05/sports-filled-memorial-day-1-week-of.html' title='Sports-filled Memorial Day ...  1 week of pain'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-5842549115312531733</id><published>2009-05-22T12:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:45:53.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rantings of a disgruntled MJ</title><summary type='text'>So ... I had a sure sign to stay home today, but did I listen? Noooooo ...I woke up with a sprained ankle that came from nowhere. Really. I went to bed perfectly ok (well, as ok as I can be). No pains or anything ... So the strangeness of it all when I woke up with the pain.Ok, I'm injured out of nowhere ... It's ok, I can make it to work ...I get to work, and I need stamps to mail my boss' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/5842549115312531733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=5842549115312531733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5842549115312531733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5842549115312531733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2009/05/rantings-of-disgruntled-mj_22.html' title='Rantings of a disgruntled MJ'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3976597907418598086</id><published>2008-12-09T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:13:34.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Melody's song ... she composed this song in 30 mins --- talk about inspired by the Spirit!  When God inspires you, He moves you ... and you accomplish a great many things.This song is called "Well Done" and insipred by the apostle Stephen, the Faithful Servant, just as Melody is a faithful servant of the Lord.I'm pretty sure that God is telling Melody "Well Done" as well for all her service and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3976597907418598086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3976597907418598086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3976597907418598086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3976597907418598086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/12/melodys-song.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/ST8z3a0yQCI/AAAAAAAAAis/f2k9cWonxcU/s72-c/Melody+-+Well+Done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-3404182112921957747</id><published>2008-10-08T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:41:38.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From a Mother's Grieving</title><summary type='text'>I don't even know where to start  ... well, maybe to ask for your prayers ... and to thank you because I know you  will lovingly pray for me and my family.   I started having contractions on Monday (10/6)  morning at 3AM.  I got admitted to the hospital 9AM, being prepped for an  emergency C-section. When they were checking for a heartbeat, they heard none.   My doctor brought in the machine to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/3404182112921957747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=3404182112921957747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3404182112921957747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/3404182112921957747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-mother-grieving.html' title='From a Mother&amp;#39;s Grieving'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-937741007960906017</id><published>2008-09-12T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:33:08.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why God Made Children ...</title><summary type='text'>Being a mom wasn't something I really thought about ... never thought I'd actually BE a mom, and now I'm a mom of a 2 year old boy, a stepmom of a 12 year old girl, and soon-to-be mom (giving birth to my 2nd this October).  *whew* ... who would've thought huh?ANyway, just a little something my sister-in-law sent that made me laugh --- coz it's so true (I see this with my in-laws and nephews) ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/937741007960906017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=937741007960906017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/937741007960906017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/937741007960906017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-god-made-children.html' title='Why God Made Children ...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-6903325427033072229</id><published>2008-08-11T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:30:58.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name? -RJE</title><summary type='text'>So, this is my Boo's name ... don't think they got it quite right.    What R J E Means   You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel.  You're always up to something. (my Boo? naaaaah LOL - he USED TO BE!)You have a ton of energy (true) , and most people  can't handle you (not at all!  very handle-able). You're very intense (he's on fire for the Lord).You definitely are a handful (nah), and  you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/6903325427033072229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=6903325427033072229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6903325427033072229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/6903325427033072229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-in-name-rje.html' title='What&amp;#39;s in a name? -RJE'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7926543736049799043</id><published>2008-08-11T06:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:17:18.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name? -MJB</title><summary type='text'>Got this one from CHIE - thanks!Contrary to public opinion, I LOVE my name - I'm named after my grandmother :).  I just don't like people butchering my name, so ... MJ is fine.  If you don't know my full name by now, you really don't need to (or you really don't know me).So, yeah ... had to comment on what this site came up with ... it's pretty much me ... kewl.What M J B MeansYou are confident, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7926543736049799043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7926543736049799043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7926543736049799043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7926543736049799043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-in-name-mjb.html' title='What&amp;#39;s in a name? -MJB'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4878501698961231972</id><published>2008-07-23T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:22:23.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGS can do wonders ...</title><summary type='text'>I have got to be THE crabbiest person I know at work.  I wouldn't want to work with me .  Really, I'd probably kill me before the DAY is done if I had to work with me (hats off to my officemates). So, yeah ... I was sleepy all day yesterday, and MAN, my mean streak was on a roll.  You'd think I'd be nice and quiet sleepy, but NOOOOO ... but hey, my sense of humor was in tact (my sick, twisted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4878501698961231972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4878501698961231972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4878501698961231972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4878501698961231972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/07/hugs-can-do-wonders.html' title='HUGS can do wonders ...'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-2287643586170209954</id><published>2008-07-21T05:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:38:41.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Knew</title><summary type='text'>This is a poem that started circulating after the tragedy of 9/11.  It's a wonderful poem, just thought I'd share with everyone ...   This has not been broken since 9/11/01, please keep it going ... This has been kept alive and moving since 9/11.            In  memory of all those who perished this morning;  the passengers and the pilots on the United Air and AA flights, the workers in the World </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/2287643586170209954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=2287643586170209954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2287643586170209954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2287643586170209954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-knew.html' title='If I Knew'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7425290611005744524</id><published>2008-07-03T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:20:53.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Which HOUSE character are you?</title><summary type='text'>   Which House Md Character are you?  Your Result: Gregory House   Congratulations, you're the snarky bastard Dr. Gregory House. You're a genius doctor and you enjoy annoying your boss. There's a rumor that you and your best friend are gay though...  Lisa Cuddy     James Wilson     Robert Chase     Eric Foreman     Allison Cameron     Which House Md Character are you?Make a Quiz&lt;!-- multiply:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7425290611005744524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7425290611005744524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7425290611005744524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7425290611005744524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/07/which-house-character-are-you.html' title='Which HOUSE character are you?'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7568374132090328405</id><published>2008-07-02T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:53:56.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the Anniversary of our first kiss</title><summary type='text'>So, I never really figured my hubby to be the romantic type.  In fact, I never really saw his thoughtfulness as being romantic at all these past years ... boy was I wrong. He took me to Princeton U with my family on a Saturday (June 28) ... it was a great surprise!  He told us we were going out, but didn't tell us where we were going --- said it was a surprise.  I've been asking him to take me to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7568374132090328405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7568374132090328405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7568374132090328405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7568374132090328405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/07/anniversary-of-our-first-kiss.html' title='the Anniversary of our first kiss'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-5480453272612756790</id><published>2008-07-01T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:41:42.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oath Taking</title><summary type='text'>Just got sworn in ... wow!  I felt like such a sap when it was happening.  The overwhelming urge to cry was so unlike me (or so I say).  It took all my will-power (yes the non-existent one) to hold the tears in.  Why?  I dunno.  Hormones maybe? The supervisor said that this is the last leg of the long haul ... and I guess it's been a pretty long wait.  Still shorter compared to others (almost 5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/5480453272612756790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=5480453272612756790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5480453272612756790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/5480453272612756790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/07/oath-taking.html' title='Oath Taking'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1984663399942443961</id><published>2008-06-06T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:15:02.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All about my Boo - grabbed from CHIE</title><summary type='text'>His age:- 33 going on 34 His Middle Name:- Jean How long have you been together?- 8 years How long did you know each other before you started dating?- a few months What physical feature attracted you to him first?- it’s the EYES (tho the bod was a definite plus) Hair color:- black Eyes:- brown RELATIONSHIP STUFF:Are you “in love”:- Like no other Do your parents like him:- Yup Does it matter?:- Um</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1984663399942443961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1984663399942443961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1984663399942443961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1984663399942443961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-about-my-boo-grabbed-from-chie.html' title='All about my Boo - grabbed from CHIE'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-2682531554816818639</id><published>2008-06-04T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:19:00.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for the Lord -Psalm 27:14</title><summary type='text'>I've been here for 8 years now.  People have come and gone, and just recently, the closest one I was working with just left.  I'm happy for her - she found a better job where she could be much, much happier.  Part of me is sad coz she's gone.  The more selfish part of me is going - why not me?  How come I can't find a better job? Am I complaining, I guess.  I sarted looking for a job before she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/2682531554816818639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=2682531554816818639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2682531554816818639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/2682531554816818639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/06/wait-for-lord-psalm-2714.html' title='Wait for the Lord -Psalm 27:14'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1625135173041551645</id><published>2008-06-04T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:11:14.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The One That Got Away</title><summary type='text'>I read this article a long time ago ... I've always loved it - not that it applies to my life sitch, but it's a very practical and sensible way to look at a lot of relationships.  Read and enjoy.   The One That Got AwayBy: Mark J. Macapagal In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something.  There's the one you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1625135173041551645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1625135173041551645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1625135173041551645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1625135173041551645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-that-got-away.html' title='The One That Got Away'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-450908911059049813</id><published>2008-05-07T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:14:19.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of Ruth</title><summary type='text'>This song holds so much meaning for me.  This song is more than just a church song ... more than just a seemingly love song ... this song holds a promise - a promise I made to my husband years ago, on our wedding day.  Although the exact words were never used, this was what was in my heart when I fell in love with him, it was in my heart when I married him, and still held dearly and truly in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/450908911059049813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=450908911059049813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/450908911059049813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/450908911059049813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/05/song-of-ruth.html' title='Song of Ruth'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4907333648251117264</id><published>2008-04-29T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:51:01.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolute Boyfriend</title><summary type='text'>Just finished reading the manga Absolute Boyfriend ... I don't know how it sounds (the title), but surprisingly, I enjoyed it - save the ending.  It was like Chobits is reverse ... interesting read.  Yes, I'm a sap at heart.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4907333648251117264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4907333648251117264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4907333648251117264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4907333648251117264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/04/absolute-boyfriend.html' title='Absolute Boyfriend'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4620756876249308099</id><published>2008-04-16T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:57:12.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm moody - live with it!</title><summary type='text'>So I'm not a perky, picture-perfect ray of sunshine ... don't like it? Don't really care ... no, really, I don't really care.  In your perfect little world you get along with everyone perfectly - good for you!  No, I'm not being sarcastic.  Really, good for you.  Here's a newsflash - I'M NOT YOU!   I like staying in my little cubby in my own little world when I'm not in the mood ... not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4620756876249308099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4620756876249308099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4620756876249308099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4620756876249308099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-moody-live-with-it.html' title='I&amp;#39;m moody - live with it!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-7693036310488330486</id><published>2008-03-13T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T17:25:15.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH ... BLAH ... </title><summary type='text'>That is exactly how I feel right now ... so totally  UGH and BLAH!  For some reason this place (work) is just sucking the life outta me ... more so today than usual.  Been here 8 years, and it makes me wonder - are there other places like this (where the atmosphere is just so negative)?  Or is it just time catching up with me and making me feel this way? I know for a fact not all places are like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/7693036310488330486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=7693036310488330486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7693036310488330486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/7693036310488330486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2008/03/ugh-blah.html' title='UGH ... BLAH ... '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4628248863938538688</id><published>2007-11-06T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:30:04.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONLY HOPE FOR THE PHILIPPINES by Father James Reuter, S.J. </title><summary type='text'> The signs are clear.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;    Our nation is headed towards an irreversible path of economic decline and moral decadence.    It is not for lack of effort.    We've seen many men and women of integrity in and out of government, NGOs, church groups &amp; people's organization devote themselves to the task of nation-building, often </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4628248863938538688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4628248863938538688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4628248863938538688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4628248863938538688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2007/11/only-hope-for-philippines-by-father.html' title='THE ONLY HOPE FOR THE PHILIPPINES by Father James Reuter, S.J. '/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-4504472248084326503</id><published>2007-10-04T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:40:24.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing on MEC</title><summary type='text'>I'm chillin' at home with my boi .. and I just started looking at albums from my college days.  I happened upon my MEC album ... grabe, so many memories ... feels like the time spent with them wasn't enough, and yet, I'm with them whenever I'm not with my class.  The second place I spent most of time when not in class - the LUNGGA.   *sigh*  Being homesick sux.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/4504472248084326503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=4504472248084326503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4504472248084326503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/4504472248084326503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2007/10/reminiscing-on-mec.html' title='Reminiscing on MEC'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-1151473135923156968</id><published>2007-01-26T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:50:01.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Blues</title><summary type='text'> My mom just attended the wedding of one of my very best friends - Charms.  I'm soooo hapy for her ... but I'm kinda bummed that I didn't get to go :(I've been hit with the wedding blues.  I had a great wedding, don't get me wron ... but my family and closest and best friends weren't there.  It was a great wedding, it was a beautiful and touching wedding ... but it wasn't really MY dream wedding.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/1151473135923156968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=1151473135923156968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1151473135923156968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/1151473135923156968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2007/01/wedding-blues.html' title='Wedding Blues'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/RbqnXV6q7bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aL91xO9ZMLU/s72-c/DSC00315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-116827877397129028</id><published>2007-01-08T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:52:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weather has been ridiculously warm this winter ... it's like we're skipping winter altogether and headed straight for spring.  I miss winter ... I'll probably regreat saying this (seeing as I hate to shovel), but I miss the snow.  I would like to go snowboarding again and try sledding, but for that we'll need snow.  'Sides, hubby says that it's going to be a pretty hot summer if this weather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/116827877397129028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=116827877397129028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/116827877397129028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/116827877397129028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2007/01/weather-has-been-ridiculously-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-115861505957143806</id><published>2006-09-18T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:30:59.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just came from a wonderful weekend with my family, met up with an old friend, and went sight-seeing at a wonderful city --- so why do I feel so down?  There's this weight in my chest that I can't shake off.  I feel like I'm waiitng for a bomb to drop (figuratively speaking of course).  Maybe it's just work?  It feels like something else tho ... can't put my finger on it.   Ever get these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/115861505957143806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=115861505957143806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115861505957143806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115861505957143806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-came-from-wonderful-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-115859613193411123</id><published>2006-09-18T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T12:15:34.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After 8 years, I finally got to see my college bud, Marco, again.  We went to see his  photo exhibit at Washington, DC on Sept. 16 ... unfortunately we got lost ans weren't able to see him that night, but we did hook up the next day.  He was my first friend in college, and at one time we actually conned people taht we were sibs.  He was such a sweetie - and he still is! He actually got me a box </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/115859613193411123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=115859613193411123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115859613193411123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115859613193411123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-8-years-i-finally-got-to-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-115249571998365734</id><published>2006-07-09T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:41:59.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He love his mommy!!!!</title><summary type='text'> See that shirt?  See what's written on that shirt?  That's right!  He loves his mommy!  Yes he does!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/115249571998365734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=115249571998365734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115249571998365734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115249571998365734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/07/he-love-his-mommy.html' title='He love his mommy!!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-115029849216100155</id><published>2006-06-14T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:21:32.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't posted for a while ... got caught up with my pregnancy ... and now my baby.  HERE'S MY BOY!!!!!  Isn't he a cutie?  I think he looks like daddy ... daddy thinks he looks like me.  Love him! Love him!  Such a mellow baby (like his dad), until feeding time comes - then he's just like me :) (impatient and cranky).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/115029849216100155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=115029849216100155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115029849216100155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/115029849216100155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-know-i-havent-posted-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114304356895859617</id><published>2006-03-22T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:06:08.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I'm really missing RJ right now - we had an argument last night (READ: nag-inarte nanaman si MJ).  We patched things up pretty quick tho (READ: hindi pinatulan ni RJ drama ni MJ).  Still, I don't feel like we spent enough time with each other last night (READ:  MJ feels stoooopid for acting up).  Sooooo ... (someone warn RJ) I definitely want to hubby's undivided attention tonight.  Yah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114304356895859617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114304356895859617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114304356895859617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114304356895859617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-im-really-missing-rj-right-now-we.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114304091827230609</id><published>2006-03-22T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:21:58.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, agian, I got a wonderful surprise from my husband last night.  I got home to a clean kitchen, clean living room, clean dining room, and dinner cooking - he made baked salmon.  I love him.  He's the bestest husband in the whoooole world.  Love yah Boo!  MWAH!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114304091827230609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114304091827230609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114304091827230609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114304091827230609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-agian-i-got-wonderful-surprise-from.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114295932275807408</id><published>2006-03-21T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:42:02.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! If you - or anyone else you know - is interested in watching Coldplay on March 25/06 (8pm) at teh Continental Airlines Arena, my friend is selling his tickets (via eBay). Here's the link:http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=6615570450</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114295932275807408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114295932275807408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114295932275807408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114295932275807408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-if-you-or-anyone-else-you-know-is_21.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114295930815428798</id><published>2006-03-21T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:41:48.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! If you - or anyone else you know - is interested in watching Coldplay on March 25/06 (8pm) at teh Continental Airlines Arena, my friend is selling his tickets (via eBay). Here's the link:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114295930815428798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114295930815428798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114295930815428798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114295930815428798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-if-you-or-anyone-else-you-know-is.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114288325490698113</id><published>2006-03-20T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T14:34:14.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is not how I envisioned my Monday to start.  RJ taking my keys to work with him (making me late for work).  Then a flooded workplace to get to (men's bathroom toilet overflowed - was overflowing all weekend).  Vacuums running - 3 of them.  Then a number of huge industrial fans running (which my area is in the middle of).  Top it off with hte power dying --- and you've pretty much got my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114288325490698113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114288325490698113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114288325490698113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114288325490698113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-not-how-i-envisioned-my-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-114235773503350232</id><published>2006-03-14T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T12:35:35.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this is sad.  King's leaving the company *sniff* ... found a better job in the city.  Not that I wasn't expecting it, but it is still a tad bit shocking once the news hits.  I wonder what God has planned for my career life in the future ....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/114235773503350232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=114235773503350232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114235773503350232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/114235773503350232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-this-is-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113761640962421014</id><published>2006-01-18T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T15:33:29.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby at 19 weeks (5 months).  RJ &amp; I went to get the ultrasound, and it was sooooo cool!!!  We saw baby moving his/her hands and legs.  We saw baby's mouth moving.  The tech said baby was eating.  We saw baby stretching, and opening his/her hands.  We saw baby's tiny feet.  It was awesome.  THEY - doctor, sisters, family, a few friends - know if baby's a boy or girl already --- RJ &amp; I still don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113761640962421014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113761640962421014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113761640962421014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113761640962421014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/01/baby-at-19-weeks-5-months.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113709450566660455</id><published>2006-01-12T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:35:05.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok ... i'm feeling very girly right now.  my hair feels so wiry, my skin feels so dry, i'm not liking my nails, i feel fat and bloated ... well, i can't really do anything about that last part - but the others!!!! *ugh*  i DEFINTELY want to get my hair fixed/treated (hot oil or something); i've been DYING to go a spa for years now; and - tho i have never really liked doing this in the past - i am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113709450566660455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113709450566660455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113709450566660455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113709450566660455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113708279084238312</id><published>2006-01-12T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:19:50.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night RJ &amp; I watched the second movie of the Left Behind Series.  It always hits me hard when someone prays to be saved and accepts the Lord Jesus Christ as his personal Lord &amp; Savior ... the feeling is so overwhelming, and I cry.  I cry because another soul is saved.  I cry because my love for the Lord, and His love for me, hits me like never before.  I cry because (and this RJ pointed out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113708279084238312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113708279084238312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113708279084238312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113708279084238312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-night-rj-i-watched-second-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113657298972297081</id><published>2006-01-06T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:43:09.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If the good Lord should take me awayI want no sorrow to mar your faceI want no tears to wet your eyesNo regrets to touch your lifeOne day, should you wake and I am goneDon't be sad, you're not aloneI'll never leave your side, my loveI'll hold your hands from up aboveShould you miss my warm embraceMy weird laughs or funny faceJust close your eyes and look in your heartIn that place, I'll never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113657298972297081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113657298972297081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113657298972297081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113657298972297081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/01/if-good-lord-should-take-me-away-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113648472657425328</id><published>2006-01-05T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:12:06.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR and all that jazz.  Yes, it's kinda late for me to post, but it's just been so crazy (at home and at work).  CES is finally here, so half the comapny is gone, and it's nice and quiet - just the way we like it.  Christmas was the same as last year - spent time with the family, exchanged gifts, etc.  New Year was different tho.  How?  We slept through it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113648472657425328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113648472657425328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113648472657425328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113648472657425328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113295029089526671</id><published>2005-11-25T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T15:24:50.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it amazes me how much my husband really knows me.  We've only known each other a total of 5 years, and he just reads me so well.  I've known a couple of people (and a number of exes) who've known me far longer and still not know me (or my moods) ... but with RJ - just a look, a frown, a face, a tone - he knows what I'm feeling, and the reason why.  He doesn't really need me to explain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113295029089526671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113295029089526671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113295029089526671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113295029089526671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes-it-amazes-me-how-much-my.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113163904045144187</id><published>2005-11-10T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T19:25:54.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I -er- "BORROWED" Froggie from my co-worker, Steven Mark.  I'll be nice and give him back at the end of the day ... I promised Steven I wouldn't run off with him.  I'm just "comforting" him before he goes into "minor surgeery" with DT - he's getting speakers installed into his -er- EARS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113163904045144187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113163904045144187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113163904045144187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113163904045144187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-er-borrowed-froggie-from-my-co.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113156297932368701</id><published>2005-11-09T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:02:59.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113156297932368701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113156297932368701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113156297932368701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113156297932368701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-113156292070112865</id><published>2005-11-09T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:02:00.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the people wondering if I'm back ... I'M BAAAAACCCKKK!!!!!!  For those wondering why I never posted while I was on vacation ... there really wasn't anything much to post.  We got to the Philippines on the night of the 14th (of October) - Friday night.   Saturday night we went to Eastwood to hook up with my college budz - THANKS FOR COMING YOU GUYS!!!! *sniff* Miss yah all!  Then, that was it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/113156292070112865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=113156292070112865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113156292070112865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/113156292070112865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-people-wondering-if-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112887662009740652</id><published>2005-10-09T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:50:20.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You'd think I'd be crankier than an elephand with a toothache today - being that I'm at work EARLY on a SUNDAY, but no.  I'm actually pretty cheery today (despite the fact that I can't find my Palm Pilot - my husband's gonna kill me!!!).  I cannot wait to get home and relax and chill and wait for our flight to go back to the Philippines.  Wheeee!!! Rest and Relaxation, here I come!!!  I cannot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112887662009740652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112887662009740652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112887662009740652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112887662009740652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/10/youd-think-id-be-crankier-than.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112869219870289902</id><published>2005-10-07T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:36:38.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not consciously counting the minutes til I leave for home ... but I am feeling every single second of it.  My patience has been worn sooo thin, I can hardly take anything going on around me. Julie's constant nagging and complaining about the phones, Bobby's incessant yapping first thing in the freakin' morning, everyone walking around our area and talking like there are 7 mountains between </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112869219870289902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112869219870289902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112869219870289902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112869219870289902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-not-consciously-counting-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112791523271174909</id><published>2005-09-28T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:47:12.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not a morning person ... I don't think I ever was a morning person.  It's a real task in itself to get me to wake up - an even greater (nearly impossible) task to get me up in a good mood.  Define good mood: where the waker's head will not be violently torn from their body.  Yup, definitely not a morning person ... and that's one of the things I love about RJ ... I love how he wakes me up in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112791523271174909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112791523271174909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112791523271174909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112791523271174909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-not-morning-person.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112777129873666913</id><published>2005-09-26T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:48:18.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOORMAT - /dawr-mat/ - A person who doesn't stand up for themselves and gets treated badly ... Ironically enough, I DO stand up for myself, ineffectual tho it obviously is, I do.  And, really, I don't think that I'm being treated all that badly ... but why do I feel like such a doormat in this company?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112777129873666913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112777129873666913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112777129873666913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112777129873666913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/09/doormat-dawr-mat-person-who-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112733971295400709</id><published>2005-09-21T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T17:55:12.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am soooo excited ... I'm going baaaaack to the Philippines!!!  After 3 years, I'm coming home.  I know that 3 years is nothing compared to how long other people have been away, but 3 years is a long time for me to not see my family whom I grew up with.  I mean, face it, I'm a Manila girl - born and raised.  My family lives like within 5-15 minutes of each other, so we see each other almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112733971295400709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112733971295400709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112733971295400709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112733971295400709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-soooo-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112725108494888405</id><published>2005-09-20T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:18:04.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The TSONGERS ... my college budz ... (from left to right ... Gio (Yakumo), Harold (Ninja), Jonathan (Tekken), Marc (basta alam ko si Strawberry!), Hyko (Magicman), Ali (Blue Beetle - nyahahahaha!!!), Angelo (Flash), Rodrigo (Mecha).  See 'Drigo with the crutches?  My guess ... Jonathan had something to do with that ... harharhar!  Miss you guys!  Looking forward to seeing you all when I come home!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112725108494888405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112725108494888405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112725108494888405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112725108494888405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/09/tsongers.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112725018736397032</id><published>2005-09-20T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:03:07.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Read Each One Carefully and Think About It a Second or Two1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.4.. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112725018736397032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112725018736397032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112725018736397032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112725018736397032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/09/read-each-one-carefully-and-think.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112536684764111548</id><published>2005-08-29T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:54:07.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo's Birthday Celebration</title><summary type='text'>So ... this year, for RJ &amp; Anna's birthday, we went to Camelbeach (Friday), then White Water Rafting (Saturday).  We stayed over Ninong Arnel &amp; Ninang Bing's (RAYMUNDO's) place (THANK YOU!!!! YOU ROCK!!!) those nights.On the way to the rafting place, we (of course) got lost.  When we got there, our credit card was maxed out, so Nie &amp; Anna paid for us (hehehe).  THEN, when we got to the bus, you'd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112536684764111548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112536684764111548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112536684764111548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112536684764111548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/boos-birthday-celebration.html' title='Boo&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112494464556155624</id><published>2005-08-25T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:37:25.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOO AND ANNA!!!</title><summary type='text'>Happy 31st birthday to the love of my life ... and happy 30th to our beloved BanANNAhead!!!  Aaaaawww ... you guys are OLD! Hehehe ... RJ's last year on the calendar, Anna's got one more year left ... lolz.LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! MWAH!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112494464556155624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112494464556155624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112494464556155624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112494464556155624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-boo-and-anna.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOO AND ANNA!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112421523892374280</id><published>2005-08-16T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T21:48:03.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fave Pix</title><summary type='text'>have i shared this pix with you guys before?  this is my fave pix .. he was on that phone for almost half an hour.  how do i know?  we kept on going back and forth and arguing who was going to take this picture!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112421523892374280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112421523892374280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421523892374280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421523892374280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-fave-pix.html' title='My Fave Pix'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112421188257340247</id><published>2005-08-16T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:47:09.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2ND WEDDING ANNIV!</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 2ND WEDDING ANNIVERSARY TO US!!!! Woohoo!  2 years already!  How time flies.  Yup, he survived.  He's still sane - well, as sane as anyone would be married to me.  He still hasn't had me committed, hehehe.2 years married to my Boo ... and since we both don't beleive in divorce, here's to many more wacky years together.  We keep each other young ...Love you Boo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112421188257340247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112421188257340247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421188257340247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421188257340247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/2nd-wedding-anniv.html' title='2ND WEDDING ANNIV!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112369998858309377</id><published>2005-08-10T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T00:48:34.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When God Made You</title><summary type='text'>This song has touched so many people - singles and couples alike.  It's the ideal wedding song, and almost everyone relates to it.  It's even touched the romantic part of me that has long been buried.  I've stopped being a hopeless romantic a loooong time ago, but BOO, it may sound cliche, but this song goes out to YOU.  You rock!  Love yah!It’s always been a mystery to me How two hearts can come</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112369998858309377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112369998858309377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112369998858309377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112369998858309377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-god-made-you.html' title='When God Made You'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112369956232487667</id><published>2005-08-03T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:46:02.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, here I am again, back where I've been for the past 5 years, back with my chief.  *Sigh*  Seriously, I don't know how to feel about it.On the one hand, I'm flattered that he wanted me back - "take it as a compliment" everyone says, and part of me does.  What they don't understand is that I enjoyed working back in Sales, I liked (and got along pretty well) with Maurice, I was getting home on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112369956232487667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112369956232487667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112369956232487667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112369956232487667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-here-i-am-again-back-where-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112421399474966641</id><published>2005-07-23T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:40:23.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jhingky's Baby Shower</title><summary type='text'> I think this is the only time I've seen this many people outside of Sakar ... which is actually pretty great.  I never really thought I'd enjoy hanging out with Sakar peeps outside of work, but it was fun.  Jhinky looks like she's barely 12, but she's actually my age, with 2 kids (third one on the way).  She's really cute and really sweet.  She's pretty soft spoken, but don't let her PETITE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112421399474966641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112421399474966641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421399474966641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112421399474966641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/07/jhingkys-baby-shower.html' title='Jhingky&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112169645116848160</id><published>2005-07-18T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T10:20:51.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mika and Zach came to my work last Friday to visit me :)  They slept over Friday night too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112169645116848160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112169645116848160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112169645116848160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112169645116848160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/07/mika-and-zach-came-to-my-work-last.html' title=''/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-112002191549610772</id><published>2005-06-29T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T01:15:06.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>June Updates - concerts/bdays/WORK!</title><summary type='text'>*Whew!*  It's been a while since I last posted ... sorry!  This past month was just crazy - busy-crazy that is. Hmm what happened?Well, for starters, Potter's Clay had their first concert on June 4.- ... and the Croomes family flew all the way from Texas early that morning just to watch them!  They went home the next day ... aren't they sweet?Before that, Potter's Clay sang at Cathedral </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/112002191549610772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=112002191549610772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112002191549610772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/112002191549610772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/06/june-updates-concertsbdayswork.html' title='June Updates - concerts/bdays/WORK!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111755616439315963</id><published>2005-05-31T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:16:04.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ANSWER THIS!</title><summary type='text'>1. what is your name ? 2. are you my friend ? 3. what do you usually call me ? 4. how lonq have you known me ? 5. how did you meet me ? 6. would it make a difference in your life if i was qone ? 7. what would you do if you see me cry ? 8. what would you do if i ran away ? 9. what would you do if you nevur see me aqain ? 10. describe a memory that you have of me;11. describe me in one word;12. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111755616439315963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111755616439315963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111755616439315963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111755616439315963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/05/answer-this.html' title='ANSWER THIS!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111734122935481919</id><published>2005-05-29T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:33:49.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>XANGA</title><summary type='text'>I got suckered by my nephew to sign up for a XANGA ... it's exactly like BLOG, just that everyone else is using it.  Fine, fine ... as long as I get to post comments on my nephews' xanga's, I'm fine ...CJ - you're lucky it's your birthday!  Signing up for Xanga's my bday gift to you.  HAH!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111734122935481919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111734122935481919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111734122935481919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111734122935481919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/05/xanga.html' title='XANGA'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111626903083357189</id><published>2005-05-16T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:43:50.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on switching careers and dieting</title><summary type='text'>My test is on June 11 already! I'm nervous and excited at the same time.  Test for what?  PRAXIS - for teaching.  Yup, I'm planning on switching careers (God-willing).  I would've taken the general test on Elementary Education, but I've been procrastinating so much on reviewing for math that I just didn't want to risk it.And I'm really seriously considering starving myself now.  That's right - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111626903083357189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111626903083357189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111626903083357189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111626903083357189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-switching-careers-and-dieting.html' title='on switching careers and dieting'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111564361326088615</id><published>2005-05-09T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T09:00:13.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 05</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MAMA! Love you!!!!So, RJ has been spoiling me these past couple of Saturdays with breakfast in bed (pancakes! YUM!).  This past Saturday he spoiled me even more with a traditional Filipino breakfast of tocilog (YUUUMMM!!!!).  He even had a surprise for me for Mother's Day ... he completed my Ravenloft series!  He ordered online the books I was missing to complete my series/set.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111564361326088615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111564361326088615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111564361326088615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111564361326088615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/05/mothers-day-05.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 05'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111540521755534746</id><published>2005-05-06T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T14:46:57.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FOJ : Hurting Inside</title><summary type='text'>Who remembers Vanna Vanna/FOJ?  Remember their song 'Hurting Inside'?  Love it .. love it! Brings back lots of memories ...There are moments that I feel I just can't go onWishing that you were hereOh, how I wish you holding me close to youWhispering those words I love you (I love you)REFRAINBut, baby, you're not there like you were beforeNo words of love to hear, can't smile anymoreIs it finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111540521755534746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111540521755534746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111540521755534746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111540521755534746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/05/foj-hurting-inside.html' title='FOJ : Hurting Inside'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111490688025113233</id><published>2005-04-30T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T15:55:30.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bored and cranky</title><summary type='text'>if there's anything worse than a bored MJ, it's a bored and cranky MJ whose plans for the night have been cancelled when she's really up to going out.  not only makes me cranky, makes me unreasonable.  puts me in a mood.  i'm in super brat mode.  watch out ... --&gt; UPDATE: BORED &amp; CRANKY TURNED OUT TO BE JUST PLAIN HUNGRY LOLZ</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111490688025113233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111490688025113233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111490688025113233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111490688025113233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored-and-cranky.html' title='bored and cranky'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111463370816043198</id><published>2005-04-27T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:28:28.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mating Chewy</title><summary type='text'>RJ and I have gotten into the habit of playing volleyball/soccer/football (catch) outside since Spring started and it started getting nice out. Last night - it's still weird to be saying that at 6pm and sun's still out and still pretty bright ...Anyway, last night we were playing catch football when this van started honking and this lady started asking questions - which I didn't hear coz she's so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111463370816043198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111463370816043198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111463370816043198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111463370816043198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/mating-chewy.html' title='Mating Chewy'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111452251346323268</id><published>2005-04-26T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T09:35:13.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Learn</title><summary type='text'>So, I had a wonderful Monday (for a change!) ... we should have more Mondays off, puts me in a wonderful mood on Tuesdays!Anyway, I went to HER to tell her about my wonderful weekend ... how my bro took me shopping and got me an iPod and all that ... you think she listened? NOPE.  She took one look at the iPod and starts going YOU KNOW YOU PEOPLE SHOULDN'T BE HAVING THAT AROUND THE OFFICE.  YOU </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111452251346323268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111452251346323268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111452251346323268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111452251346323268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-never-learn.html' title='I Never Learn'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111449016164320781</id><published>2005-04-26T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:02:30.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Monday Off</title><summary type='text'>Monday ... Normally I would be moaning and groaning coz it's the start of the week.  Not today tho!  I have the day off ... Jewish holiday (Passover).  So, how did I spend my Monday ...I WAS planning on just bumming around the house, then I remembered my bro and I had a date.  I promised him we'd get his glasses made today.  So, we hit the mall.Menlo Park Mall1) Lenscrafters - got his glasses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111449016164320781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111449016164320781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111449016164320781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111449016164320781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-i-spent-my-monday-off.html' title='How I Spent My Monday Off'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111448722561788662</id><published>2005-04-25T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T23:47:05.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amityville</title><summary type='text'>You really don't want to be around me right now ... especially if your name is RJ and you're married to me.  I am very cranky right now.  Downright pissed actually.  Make me watch "Amityville" why dontcha .. hmp!  I HATE SCARY MOVIES!!!!!  People,people.  Have you not realized by now that I am a chicken?  And before I hear any wise cracks and questions asking me "Why'd you agree to watch it?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111448722561788662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111448722561788662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111448722561788662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111448722561788662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/amityville.html' title='Amityville'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111402554577553143</id><published>2005-04-20T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:42:20.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SKY DIVING WITH MIKE .... NOOOOO!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>One thing you probably will never get me to do is go sky diving. Another is bunjee jumping. Why? I have a very prominent yellow streak going down my back - particularly when it comes to heights.  People just choose to conveniently ignore its presence.So, I finally got our photo gallery up ... of course I show it to Mike. One category there is Six Flags (Great Adventure). Mike and I were chatting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111402554577553143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111402554577553143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111402554577553143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111402554577553143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/sky-diving-with-mike-nooooo.html' title='SKY DIVING WITH MIKE .... NOOOOO!!!!!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111402453206048652</id><published>2005-04-20T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T15:15:32.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the Best Mom in the World!!!</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA!!!!!!!!  YOU'RE THE BEST!!!! Yup, it's my mom's birthday today (obviously) ... have I called her?  Yup. Did they pick-up? Nope.  Kinda frustrated over here coz I really want to greet my mom.  But it's ok tho, coz (1) I know she has a lot on her mind right now - it was her parents that just passed away; and (2) I don't even know which house they're at right now.Anyway, happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111402453206048652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111402453206048652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111402453206048652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111402453206048652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-to-best-mom-in-world.html' title='Happy Birthday to the Best Mom in the World!!!'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111394520395939520</id><published>2005-04-04T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T17:13:23.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLO *waaaaah!!!!!!*</title><summary type='text'>*sniff* Here we are again ... *sniff* ... now it's my lolo!!!!!!  Waaaaaaaaahhhh!!!! He said he'd wait for me to come home!!!!! *sniff*  And we're not even over lola's death yet ... *sniff*3 Weeks to the day.  3 Weeks.  MODAYS!!!! I hate Mondays!!!  Can't we just skip Mondays altogether?  Aaaarrrrggghh!!!!!*breathes deeply*I'm calm now ... I'm good ... I'm ok ... I dreamt about my lolo!!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111394520395939520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111394520395939520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111394520395939520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111394520395939520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/04/lolo-waaaaah.html' title='LOLO *waaaaah!!!!!!*'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3589424.post-111386169391036346</id><published>2005-03-15T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:19:42.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLA *waaaaah!!!!*</title><summary type='text'>My brother walks into our room yesterday morning, drops his cellphone on our bed and heads out of our room, mumbling for me to check the voicemail on his phone before closing our door behind him. This was around 6am, waaaaay before the time I'm awake enough to form a coherent thought. So I check it anyway. Should've known it wouldn't be good news ... I mean, c'mon! 6am? Again ... coherent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/feeds/111386169391036346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3589424&amp;postID=111386169391036346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111386169391036346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3589424/posts/default/111386169391036346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myboo27.blogspot.com/2005/03/lola-waaaaah.html' title='LOLA *waaaaah!!!!*'/><author><name>eMJay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10362661733823789388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NI9t1kVgYE8/S0YfM7YFXoI/AAAAAAAACnQ/OLtQbJeaWRY/S220/favephoto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
