<?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-199773861989427420</id><updated>2012-02-01T00:12:39.040-08:00</updated><category term='in a special way'/><category term='Female Leaders'/><category term='My Remembrance in Norway'/><title type='text'>Your One of a Million</title><subtitle type='html'>This statement from my husband before he got married me, "million of ladies I met in the world I only find one beautiful woman, loving, sweet and full of vigors in the heart that I couldn't compares..." these words as I heard it seems that are passing to my viens and to my blood. So, wonderful... Thankyou sweety for loving me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-3031448754346887117</id><published>2011-12-08T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:46:00.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gift from God</title><content type='html'>I couldn,t expressed how I thankful to God for given me a wonderful baby boy. I am the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwKkiGCnp2o/TuG8JBZzi5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/P-TmtSM7bTE/s1600/P3160050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwKkiGCnp2o/TuG8JBZzi5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/P-TmtSM7bTE/s320/P3160050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684031067899792274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiest mother on earth when I saw him after a birth. I felt very blessed.I called my son Harald he is now one year old and ten months. Makulit, palalaro,sweet and kind boy. Mana kasi sa papa mabait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to play in the snow, jjejeejjje sliding, and eating snow mmmm not so good baby.He likes to play cars, table tennis, musik ect.He started to go to in the kindergarteen, so that he have many kids to play with. He loves there, he is happy in his school and classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for this gift. Thank you for giving him good health and strenght. Thank ou for the protection everytime and then. Thank you so much for your wonderful love to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-3031448754346887117?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/3031448754346887117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=3031448754346887117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3031448754346887117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3031448754346887117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='My Gift from God'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwKkiGCnp2o/TuG8JBZzi5I/AAAAAAAAAVs/P-TmtSM7bTE/s72-c/P3160050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-9043882711503309282</id><published>2009-03-08T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:11:14.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Women</title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about women now. Women lot of responsibilities when it comes in the family. Taking care of the children, cooking, washing, cleaning the entire house, many more. Sometimes we cannot count the work of a woman her life is always busy. Especially, when woman have a good job outside she received double stress and tired. She is so tired when she come home but she needs to do her duty still when she is at home. Duty to her husband, to her children, to her house chores, but woman is designed to be like this. So just to understand and accept what woman is. Woman needs to accept her duties and responsibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SbQUxdVJCZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/zqJj1_KH-es/s1600-h/P3070032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SbQUxdVJCZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/zqJj1_KH-es/s320/P3070032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310892700496103826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, it's time to women to have an enjoyment time outside together with her friends.After the chruch services some women in the church decided to get together in one place of their friend. In that day I am invited to joined with them. will, without any hesitation I said * yes* i go with you, becuase I want to know them and to be friend of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I considered that day, that it was a great day for me. Each other sharing experiences, expressing their sorrows and problems, crying of joy and tears. So wonderful time.After eating lunch we get out side and have fun in the snow. We had a fun time. A very beautiful time in God's beautiful nature. We had a good time to talked, played and laughed. But you know, becuase the time is running very fast, we need to stop our game and back to the house again of my friend. There we eat dinner and drinks beverages.hehhehehe just juices not winennnnn. After our dinner we had worship. Reading texts from the bible and sharing of ideas and end up by prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So women, even how busy you are from your daily lives, but don't forget to have a good time to laugh, to enjoy and to cry. To pour our your burdens and sorrows to&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SbQXcbo3hDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cSDjsIQsPXQ/s1600-h/P3070036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SbQXcbo3hDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/cSDjsIQsPXQ/s320/P3070036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310895637799601202" /&gt;&lt;/a whom you can trust is so amazing and you will relieved from pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-9043882711503309282?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/9043882711503309282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=9043882711503309282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/9043882711503309282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/9043882711503309282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-women.html' title='Happy Women'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SbQUxdVJCZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/zqJj1_KH-es/s72-c/P3070032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-3888001644388601698</id><published>2009-03-01T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:22:37.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected to have it</title><content type='html'>Each of us God give us talents. Talents that make us unique as an individual.Talents that no body have. But how could be our talents would be improved or developed? Talents will improved or developed when we do into exercise or practice and also by trying it, even you think that sometimes is impossible to make. But try... just try and later you will be know of your mistaskes and mistakes leads you into perfection. There is no wrong in trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could be our talents improved? if no people also will inspire us, help us or motivate us? Of course, by the help of people sorround, you will be growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like me. I have a medium of self-confidence in improving my talents, but becuase the people sorround me are very kind, loving, helping and understanding that's why I keep on trying.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You know what my talents are? ...mmmm I am a good cook according to my hubby hhehehe just only for him. I am a good friend to somebody, mmm I can sing and I can play &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SaqGI4UesAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/eLEr1psjcdc/s1600-h/P3010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SaqGI4UesAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/eLEr1psjcdc/s320/P3010014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308202597924909058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guitar. I only have these but not developed so much because of lacking of confidence, but becuase the people sorround me are supportive and so I'm improving little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work and God bless me. God knows my heart and minds. He knows my desire and wants. I didn't tell these to anybody that I want or need some machine. It is my desire to have one sewing machine of my own. Wow! its great you know? becuase the sister of my husband given me her automatic sewing machine one day. Mmmmm I don't knew what I felt during that time. I'm very very happy that God blessed me and provided what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bathroom and I thank God for the blessings that He has given to me through Wenke my husband sister. I say thanks to Wenke and give her a hug and kisses of thankfulness. I go directly to their bathroom and I  And now here I am in othank God for having a sewing machine. Now, I started sewing my tore clothes and sew a table clothe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Wenke for your generous heart and for given me this sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you and your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-3888001644388601698?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/3888001644388601698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=3888001644388601698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3888001644388601698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3888001644388601698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2009/03/unexpected-to-have-it.html' title='Unexpected to have it'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SaqGI4UesAI/AAAAAAAAAU4/eLEr1psjcdc/s72-c/P3010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-3426361389700786348</id><published>2008-11-13T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:33:28.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Memories in 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e5451794d4459324e513d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play My memories" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e5451794d4459324e513d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own scrapbook - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-3426361389700786348?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/3426361389700786348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=3426361389700786348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3426361389700786348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3426361389700786348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-memories-in-2007.html' title='My Memories in 2007'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-8789984440515051584</id><published>2008-10-11T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:59:48.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCUW4GmpfI/AAAAAAAAARc/_ffGOoRJ1Gs/s1600-h/PA070075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCUW4GmpfI/AAAAAAAAARc/_ffGOoRJ1Gs/s200/PA070075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255863885879485938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day comes that I am contemplated the day that I was born by my loving and patience mother. She suffered a lot for me when I am still in her wombed until I grown up and became like a mother hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; It's my special day to celebrate my birthday. My husband said to me that we have two set of parties for my friends and to his family. He prepares all the foods for the visitors said  becuase I am coming late everyday from my schooling and from my work. Yes, I am very happy for it. &lt;br /&gt;   Tuesday was my birthday and some of filipina friends and some classmates &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCVqLdBJjI/AAAAAAAAARk/FU1LFBacOU8/s1600-h/PA070098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCVqLdBJjI/AAAAAAAAARk/FU1LFBacOU8/s200/PA070098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255865317002913330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming at home bringing a birthday presents for my day. No people came in the house without gifts everybody has something for me. This is one way of the norwegian traditions when there is somebody who celebrate a birthday so everybody follows them. I recieved a lots of gifts like boxes of chocolates, clothes, frizor, money, flowers,cards,  etc from all of my invited guests.The &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCXX657LzI/AAAAAAAAARs/GXI3ZAVRW_M/s1600-h/PA070076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCXX657LzI/AAAAAAAAARs/GXI3ZAVRW_M/s200/PA070076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255867202346364722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party was going on with a lot of pinoys chika and norwegian chika becuase the husband of the pinays my husband intertained them and I intertained also the pinays and english friends. I had an international visitors that day.&lt;br /&gt;    This is my second party for my norwegian family last friday evening. I'm happy becuase all members of the family of my husband came at home and we had a very good time each other. Except the members from the family who are very busy from at that time and some didn't come. This family are very close and very kind family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCYOny3LKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pNgkGrzUr8I/s1600-h/PA100119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCYOny3LKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pNgkGrzUr8I/s200/PA100119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255868142109273250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You could see that they have a loving and a kind mother so they have also a very loving and kind children. Of course I am one of them hehehheh I'm just kiding.But I'm very proud of them for being close and kind to me. I missed my family in my homeland when I saw my husband's family gather together in one of his brother or sisters house. My heart starts to crack like a balloon and tears down my chicks but I will not show to them when I see them together and visiting each other, for I am far from my family and my friends. In otherwise, I thank God for giving me the Martiniussen family here in Norway becuase they cared and loved me so much as like their sister too and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee  party again....I recieved a lot of gifts from my hubby's family who visited in the house last friday....I wished that I could have a birthday everyday so that I have gifts everyday hehehehehheh how greedy I am?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCaQFy5muI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1lqdsS6dyIg/s1600-h/PA100129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCaQFy5muI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1lqdsS6dyIg/s200/PA100129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255870366365620962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....hehhehheeh I'm happy to everybody who came in the house even without presents for me example, but of course they didn't forget me to bring any presents becuase I am very special to them. hahhahhaahaah wawwwwwwawwwwwewwww....&lt;br /&gt;    And now, it's my time to say a billion of thanks to all my loving family, friends,classmates especially to my loving and kind husband for supporting and providing my needs.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCbjk_HZ4I/AAAAAAAAASE/kc2KIjsmn2Y/s1600-h/PA100133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCbjk_HZ4I/AAAAAAAAASE/kc2KIjsmn2Y/s200/PA100133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255871800667498370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Above all to my Almighty God for giving me good health and strength all the time. Thank you for your presence and and for your presents during my special day. Thank you so much for your nice smiles and your sweet laughters during the day we gathered. Thank you also to my mother and my family to remember my day, specially to my mother and my father who made and succrificed so much for me. Sorry to all if I have something wrong...May God bless you and I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-8789984440515051584?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/8789984440515051584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=8789984440515051584&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8789984440515051584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8789984440515051584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SPCUW4GmpfI/AAAAAAAAARc/_ffGOoRJ1Gs/s72-c/PA070075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-8956709976424974899</id><published>2008-09-17T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:07:31.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is always encourage us</title><content type='html'>I thank the Lord for giving me a job.Even I earn little from my job but I thank God becuase it could help me, there are many people who haven't a job and they are in need. I am happy to have a little income this time than to stay at home and getting boring after my class. I enrolled my norskcourse whick I go to school five days in a week, it's getting board in learning new language becuase it is difficult for me to learned maybe becuase I'm exhausted already in going to school before I finished my course in the Philippines. Imagine! the 4 years course of being profession I got that in school for ten years? but anyway I enjoyed my life years at MVC school by joining a missionary works for the Lord. I really missed that events of my life,I enjoyed helping the very lowest people becuase I could see Jesus in them but the Lord has a purposed in each of our lives why we have a new experiences everyday.&lt;br /&gt;    When I'm here in Norway I thought that I could work already and not to study but its far beyond my expectations. I need to study norwegian course becuase we are obliged to learn and speak norwegian, so that it is easy for us foreign people to communicate the people in Norway when we foreigners are  in our duty. In otherwise,I am happy becuase God gives me a light job and a power to handle by myself to wake up early in the morning to go to school and to my work.Is not only that, I thank God becuase my boss is so kind to me. She is my sister in law and I don't have any difficulties to adjust with her and to the young once even I am a little shy and sometimes I am silent when I am at their house.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SNE2hnHrGaI/AAAAAAAAARU/YWXszvOKRKY/s1600-h/P9150100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SNE2hnHrGaI/AAAAAAAAARU/YWXszvOKRKY/s320/P9150100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247034991928088994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am hoping that someday God gives me a new job where I can used my hidden talents that he has given me. Inspite that I can earn more big income than this time becuase I love to help people who are in need specially my family. For the mean time, I love this work becuase I am having my norsk course at the same time working in every week. I love to work and I want to have a better job someday. But inspite of my work, I thankful to my boss for given me table placemat this week hehehehhe its nice and it gives in our table looks nicer....now we have in our table and we are using it. Our table looks gorgeous this time with the placemat given to me by my sister in law Wenke. Thank you Wenke for this gift. GOD BLESS YOU ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-8956709976424974899?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/8956709976424974899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=8956709976424974899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8956709976424974899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8956709976424974899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-is-always-to-encourages.html' title='God is always encourage us'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SNE2hnHrGaI/AAAAAAAAARU/YWXszvOKRKY/s72-c/P9150100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-8525551929503887813</id><published>2008-09-07T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:40:46.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Message To All</title><content type='html'>Dear friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanna extend our thanks and gratitudes to the following family for giving us light and couraged in our wedding.For being fully supported to bind our hearts into  love and for giving us joyed through their precious gifts that we received during the wedding and after the wedding.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPqdF6nWSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CayFB0-L1-c/s1600-h/P6220004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPqdF6nWSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CayFB0-L1-c/s200/P6220004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243292176714520866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We thankful to the Martiniussen family for being so kind to me and accepting me as a member and a daugther in the family.Specially to mama Grethe and papa Harald who passed away last few months. I met papa Harald before he died, even I didn't know him yet and spoke with him but I know by my heart that papa Harald and mama Grethe are good and kind parents. A good examples to the couples and also gives inspirations to us newly couples. Becuase of these I thank the Lord that I belong in the Martiniussen family. Thank you also for your gifts, your love, your concerns and for being my second parents here for I am away from my parents and my home. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPrMnF8jEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gUSx2VJP0BE/s1600-h/P6060043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPrMnF8jEI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gUSx2VJP0BE/s200/P6060043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243292993074269250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thank Helge for being a good and kind brother of my husband. Thanks also for the wedding gifts and birthday gifts during hubby's birthday.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPsDggdTHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/lSwLbgkS5gY/s1600-h/P6210081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPsDggdTHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/lSwLbgkS5gY/s200/P6210081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243293936199224434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Mr. and Mrs. Christensen and family thank you so much for your precious gifts that we recieved, we used it daily.Thank you also your sweet smiles everytime we meet, for being sweet couple and kind family.&lt;br /&gt;    To Mr.Adnan and Ms. Turid thank you so much for your love and being sweet, kind couple and thank you also for your gifts to us. thank you also for lots of fish that we eaten last time hehehehe...I loved it...and I missed that events.That was my very first time that I almost vomitted becuase of my tummy was completely full of foods and fish eaten. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPtkg1R3YI/AAAAAAAAARE/NY90s-IhKBE/s1600-h/P6220006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPtkg1R3YI/AAAAAAAAARE/NY90s-IhKBE/s200/P6220006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243295602733866370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you also to Mr. and Mrs. Krekling and family for the gifts of love and for teaching me to be a better wife, your my example. Thanks for the gifts and for giving me a job. I am really happy to have a little work than to stay at home after my class. I am privillege enough to have this kind of work, but I know the Lord has a better work has prepared for me. Thank you  and I thank God for my job.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPs93vJUwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WRbzObMG4Vg/s1600-h/P9070093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPs93vJUwI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WRbzObMG4Vg/s200/P9070093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294938867258114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To Mr. Olimarious and Ms. Margaretta thank so much for your gifts. We extending hugs and our warmth congratutions to your wedding day.That the Lord bind your hearts into love. We pray for you that the Lord will grant your request. We understand you, what you felt today becuase we been like that before but we only need to be strong and remain faithful to God and ask Him. Ask and it shall be given unto you, Seek and ye shall find, and knock at the door and it shall be opened unto you. God be with you always and bless you more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Turon and family, thank you so much also for sharing your smiles to us and for your gifts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     For especially way, we wanna extended our great thanks to all friends and those who are not mentioned, for encouraging us and for your gifts and for your smiles. Our heart were bursed with overjoyed becuase of you and the people sorround. Thank you so much for your love, your kindness and your gifts, your smiles everytime we meet.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPumyI9hlI/AAAAAAAAARM/jnVKXYTBedI/s1600-h/P8250011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPumyI9hlI/AAAAAAAAARM/jnVKXYTBedI/s200/P8250011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243296741251188306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wanna thanks my husband also for being kind, sweet, loving, responsible,supportive, etc to me. Thank you so much hubby for loving me. I will love you forever. I thank God that he has given me a right and a good man in my life. I considered my hubby as a prescious gift to me.&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you ......thank  you..... thank you.... to all family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-8525551929503887813?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/8525551929503887813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=8525551929503887813&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8525551929503887813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8525551929503887813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanksgiving-message-to-all.html' title='Thanksgiving Message To All'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SMPqdF6nWSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CayFB0-L1-c/s72-c/P6220004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-4982885184782083388</id><published>2008-08-23T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:01:38.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious  Bolo</title><content type='html'>A family from Norway having their vacation in the Philippines for 8 weeks. This long period of days they experienced bad and good experiences in the Land of Friendship Philippines. They experienced for the first time a very challenging typhon in Bantayan Island. But the family loved to stay in Bantayan island becuase they said that the people there are very kind,and loving people.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SLBfn4zHQ5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jn3UhJkpNX8/s1600-h/P8230015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SLBfn4zHQ5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jn3UhJkpNX8/s200/P8230015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237791505498194834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In opposite, the Dimmock family experienced little bad becuase thier youngest son had in ill and brought to the hospital after the typhone. But the Lord is so good in their lives they said becuase God keep their lives safe in the Philippines. The family knew how the Filipinos lives and the situations are....they are 100 percent differently from their living in Norway where everything are luxurious and everything are affordable by all people. People in Norway have everything if they could ...but in otherside foreign people who been in the philippines they would say that Filipinos are very happy even they are poor and in simple living. Becuase they always see them happy, smiling, laughing, and contented seems that they are not worried for their tommorows.&lt;br /&gt;   Of course from the vacation, it's time for the Dimmock family to go back in there rich and nice country. One day I asked the family if they could buy for me a sharp bolo when they will go back in Norway so that I can have the bolo that I can used in my garden. I said to them that I never find any type of bolo here in Norway. So, becuase the family wanted to have it at thier so they bought 3 bolos, two for thier children and one for me. &lt;br /&gt;    Is the time for the family to go back in Norway but in way back home they must  dropping in Singapore becuaese they wanted to visit some places there. Singapore country is the cleaniest country in the world and the family witnessed and proved that it was true.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SLBgME2hMnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a1b8fuBzyVM/s1600-h/P8230014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SLBgME2hMnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/a1b8fuBzyVM/s200/P8230014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237792127208993394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But when the family arrived at the airport in Singapore the family arrested by the police becuase the custome reported to the police that this family are terrorist. The bolo had seen by the electric scanner in Singapore to their family loggage. The police trying to investigate them and asking many questions that makes them terrified. The police suspected them that the are bad people becuase of the sharp bolos found in the loggage.But they are trying to explain that the bolo is not used for bad intentions but it is for the garden. `We are good people and we are not terrorist. We bought this bolo becuase we like this to use in our garden, the family explained. The police starting to understand and becoming calm,but if the family couldn't convensed the police, they are pretty sure that they would put to jail becuase the police were very angry with them and had this sharp eyes to look at them.Oh....they have this tremendous experienced and the family have wrote a promisory notes to the police officer that the bolos they bought are  using only in the garden and no other things. The family wrote the promisory notes in a peace of paper and it was signed by the Singaporean police officer.After this, the family could breathed deeply and thank the Lord that they are not put in jail becuase of the bolos.&lt;br /&gt;    I recieved the bolo now after a week the family arrived in Norway, and I called this bolo of mine a precious bolo. So, I must take good care of the precious bolo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-4982885184782083388?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/4982885184782083388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=4982885184782083388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4982885184782083388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4982885184782083388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/precious-bolo.html' title='Precious  Bolo'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SLBfn4zHQ5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jn3UhJkpNX8/s72-c/P8230015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-1822105049488811631</id><published>2008-08-22T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T12:14:54.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique concept in covering Leather Furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/66k293" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covermyfurniture.com has developed a unique, breakthrough concept in covering Leather Furniture. There's no other loose cover product currently on the market that is especially suited to re-cover and update leather furniture with exciting new looks.&lt;a href="http://www.covermyfurniture.com"&gt;Covers for Leather Furniture&lt;/a&gt;For more details see dirictly there site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-1822105049488811631?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/1822105049488811631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=1822105049488811631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1822105049488811631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1822105049488811631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/unique-concept-in-covering-leather.html' title='Unique concept in covering Leather Furniture'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-4577902989226412863</id><published>2008-08-18T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T06:07:06.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost One</title><content type='html'>I woke up early in the morning becuase I am exciting to go to school for the firt day. I rode the bus for the first time in going to school and it was successfully done. I saw a lot of foreign students from different places in the world. I met a filipina too which we are same country philippines.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKlzw_klUHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Uvi9hBh6qk/s1600-h/P8160002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKlzw_klUHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Uvi9hBh6qk/s200/P8160002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235843327330701426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When the time to go back home agin I need to take the bus becuase my husband is not with me, he been in Trøndheim very far from our home. Unfortunatelly, when I went home I took the wrong bus number so I was not able to go home early after the class becuase I was lost in my way back home.I walked and walked for 1 and 1/2 hour before I met an african lady and I am asking her which the way going to Robergvein. Fortunatelly she knew the way and she tried to help me. She told me that in Norway have a system in riding a bus. it has different schedule in every different day. she said that I must learn becuase in Monday  for example the past in our place 9 o'clock in the morning and 3 o'clock  in the afternoon, in Tuesday different schedule from Monday and in Wednesday and soon...Oh... no I can't believed of myself. I'm lost my way back home. I wondering where should I go becuase I do not familiar the place, as will the people in Norway are very few speak english, is not only like that, but you cannot see people in the streets if your not in the city. No people would I'm going to ask where I am, but in otherise I am lucky also because after one and half an hour I met the African lady and she help to find the way home.&lt;br /&gt;    I am so much happy becuase I back home....this time I din't talked to my husband for the whole day. He is waiting for my call, either I won't answer his call too. he called his sisters that they would visit me in the house heheeheh his sisters came and asking me why I did not answer any call from my husband and even them, I said I want to be alone becuase I am little irritable of my husband becuase he did not oriented me about the bus system in Norway. The sisters begin to understand and they tried to explained me will. Lucky lady becuase the sisters understand too.&lt;br /&gt;   I praise God I back home again...and in my way home I found a friend from Africa, she's beautiful and kind so I like her. I am be thankful that I'm lost becuase I have a priviledge to met a lady from africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-4577902989226412863?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/4577902989226412863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=4577902989226412863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4577902989226412863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4577902989226412863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/lost-one.html' title='The Lost One'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKlzw_klUHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0Uvi9hBh6qk/s72-c/P8160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-4333778360422663366</id><published>2008-08-15T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T04:49:36.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique Frames</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKVsy34bz-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nD7WpeNGLg/s1600-h/3-free_set%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKVsy34bz-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nD7WpeNGLg/s200/3-free_set%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234709763137982434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you not comfortable to go anywhere becuase the rays of the sun now a days are so strong or the lens of your eyeglasses are broken? There is a better solution for it. The zennioptical eyeglasses for eyes frames are offer to you there site.You would use shades and you feel comfortable. I am sure you could stare the sun even minutes if you have this shades. The frame shades now are offer for you today. What are you waiting for? visit now there link so that you can find and choose what is best for you&lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=30"&gt;zennioptical.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/5vs895" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKVnY3uAfyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fwJZ5k6L05s/s1600-h/P7150020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKVnY3uAfyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fwJZ5k6L05s/s200/P7150020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234703818859511586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-4333778360422663366?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/4333778360422663366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=4333778360422663366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4333778360422663366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/4333778360422663366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/unique-frames.html' title='Unique Frames'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKVsy34bz-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nD7WpeNGLg/s72-c/3-free_set%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6721834191306983129</id><published>2008-08-13T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:41:01.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Scales learning</title><content type='html'>Internet is an uneasy market for consumers looking to purchase things. But consumers or buyers must learn what is digital scale before they buy anything else. The digital scale.com is offer to you a good accommodation and a good service for you to learn there product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKL-LjROPdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsPYm-fBZXw/s1600-h/digital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKL-LjROPdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsPYm-fBZXw/s320/digital.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234025191357431250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital scale have different types like: counting scales, digital scales, food scales,etc. The digital scales company are providing you a low prices of the items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the links to the read scale reviews, or scroll down to shop through reviewed scale merchants. Click on their name to go directly to their site. This digital scale provide you an excellent service and in a low prices, so learn now and buy new. In order to obtain the link of digital scale just visit this site provided to you.&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/65owap" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6721834191306983129?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6721834191306983129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6721834191306983129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6721834191306983129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6721834191306983129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/digital-scales-learning.html' title='Digital Scales learning'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKL-LjROPdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/TsPYm-fBZXw/s72-c/digital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-763815964500438804</id><published>2008-08-12T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:40:37.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay in Northern Cyprus state now...</title><content type='html'>Are you wondering where to live in Northern Cyprus, becuase you are new in that country? oh no...the Home Abroad Cyprus are an estate agent/real estate company specialising in property for sale in northern Cyprus.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHX-01IqkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qP7zI-EZQMQ/s1600-h/P7070023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHX-01IqkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qP7zI-EZQMQ/s200/P7070023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233701716314597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Northern Cyprus is so attractive becuase a lot of tourist spot that people could enjoy in thir visit. You could see and swim in the beuatiful beaches becuase the sun shine often everyday. People where enjoying their time in northern cyprus.The British and other property investors  are enjoying to visit this place becuase of the sun, flowers everywhere that attracts the people.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHRu9rNEzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Zv8rOmEN1QM/s1600-h/P6270093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHRu9rNEzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Zv8rOmEN1QM/s200/P6270093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233694846741189426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing to be worried becuase most people in northern Cyprus speak english, an alternative to other parts of over built countries such as Spain, better quality of life and ideal destination for retirement abroad.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHSkjOMJ5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/kFiMfRa8RiI/s1600-h/P6270044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHSkjOMJ5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/kFiMfRa8RiI/s200/P6270044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233695767353108370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So, go now and visit this place and have a good time there. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHWMmA9JGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eGrnvWwxwxg/s1600-h/P7260219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHWMmA9JGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eGrnvWwxwxg/s200/P7260219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233699753832555618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I been in this place last summer and I enjoyed very much the sun, the beaches&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHTR7TSq4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/wDQd6uZzDYg/s1600-h/P7040015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHTR7TSq4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/wDQd6uZzDYg/s200/P7040015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233696546911071106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and the pools and the other beautiful spots around the Northern Cyprus. I'm not afraid to go any places in Norther Cyprus becuase people could speaks english well which I felt more comfortable. For you to relaxation and enjoyment go now in Northern Cyprus and find a real state to embark is cheap and you will really enjoy in living. What are you waiting for?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHUpEp1V1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/yKyVLS0Xw0c/s1600-h/P7120026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHUpEp1V1I/AAAAAAAAAPE/yKyVLS0Xw0c/s200/P7120026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233698044070156114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For your more information about the Home Abroad Cyprus plan state/real state plan visit there site in http://tinyurl.com/&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/6nv6t7" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-763815964500438804?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/763815964500438804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=763815964500438804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/763815964500438804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/763815964500438804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/stay-in-northern-cyprus-state-now.html' title='Stay in Northern Cyprus state now...'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKHX-01IqkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qP7zI-EZQMQ/s72-c/P7070023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6086837070482758753</id><published>2008-08-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:14:10.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Bags and Fabric Shower  Curtain?</title><content type='html'>You likes your bathrooms looks pretty? here they are the fabric Curtains make your bathroom gorgeous and descent to look&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/6audwb" /&gt; Add a soothing, earthy ambience to a bathroom's decor. The Origins Fabric Shower Curtain features&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGYbzb5qYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-frPayN37Z0/s1600-h/fabric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGYbzb5qYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-frPayN37Z0/s200/fabric.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233631845412350338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Give your bathroom a luxurious look with the Shower Curtain by InterDesign. With a double-sided woven.&lt;br /&gt;     Here you can find and buy a good bags for hiking, traveling, and for camping bags in a very cheap prices.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGad8wcX9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/YJQa6L5tD8M/s1600-h/bag_canvas%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGad8wcX9I/AAAAAAAAAOM/YJQa6L5tD8M/s200/bag_canvas%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233634081297424338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Usually I used a comfortable bag specially when I am traveling. In our vacation to Spain with my husband I bought a very comfortable, durable and affordable bag in this site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGckEEvvCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TXRDyLMRF_8/s1600-h/P6250022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGckEEvvCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TXRDyLMRF_8/s200/P6250022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233636385364098082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;http://www.bedbathstore.com/fabshowcur1.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6086837070482758753?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6086837070482758753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6086837070482758753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6086837070482758753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6086837070482758753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-for-bags-and-fabric-shower.html' title='Looking for Bags and Fabric Shower  Curtain?'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGYbzb5qYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-frPayN37Z0/s72-c/fabric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-5109258957003405201</id><published>2008-08-12T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:30:48.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You love Pets?</title><content type='html'>When I arrived in Norway 3 months ago, I have a vegetable garden at the back of our house. I planted beans, and tomatoes. The plants grows vigorously and I am very happy to watch my garden everyday, but one morning when I look at my garden I saw that it was destroyed. Oh...no... what would happen to my garden? I said.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGID5wt8mI/AAAAAAAAANs/aVDmCiaJcZ4/s1600-h/nabo+and+her+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGID5wt8mI/AAAAAAAAANs/aVDmCiaJcZ4/s200/nabo+and+her+cat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233613842607370850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In the following day I've noticed that was the cat of our neighbor it was destroyed my garden, and I caught the cat and brought to my neighbor and my neighbor said...oh..whats wrong with my cat I said nothing,but look my garden!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKFtHGjgTvI/AAAAAAAAANk/vD0HDsCyb18/s1600-h/she+cats1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKFtHGjgTvI/AAAAAAAAANk/vD0HDsCyb18/s200/she+cats1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233584210767269618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh... no...I am sorry but any way my cat is so cheap she said I bought this in www.pet.com and even my cat is cheap I don't let my cat punish of what she had done to your garden. I will pay you how much the value of your garden, but I said no, only bring me in the pet shop so that I can buy a pet and finally my neighbor bring with me in the shop.Oh, I can't believe this, I saw beautiful cats, dogs and other pets in the pet shop and it's cheap. If you want to have pet in the house just visit this site.http://www.pets.com &lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/5thdgm" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-5109258957003405201?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/5109258957003405201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=5109258957003405201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5109258957003405201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5109258957003405201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-neighbor-cats.html' title='You love Pets?'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKGID5wt8mI/AAAAAAAAANs/aVDmCiaJcZ4/s72-c/nabo+and+her+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-8475137675012401958</id><published>2008-08-11T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T02:34:49.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Sports?</title><content type='html'>Do you love sports? Many people love sports and many people are doesn't care about sports, but I love sports like playing table tennis, golf, etc. My instructor is sis my husband, wow! I love those things to be done even just only one hour a day.a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCGwaANzMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hugdz2aRiKs/s1600-h/P5290121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCGwaANzMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hugdz2aRiKs/s200/P5290121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233330933176585410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCHbEpfCGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2eqt92ypkC8/s1600-h/P7150044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCHbEpfCGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2eqt92ypkC8/s200/P7150044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233331666178476130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But let you fell comfortable whatever games are you must have a complete stuff for the games like, the table tennis you need the racket, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCIskJE5-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/VJXEGBGPfNo/s1600-h/rack_set_solara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCIskJE5-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/VJXEGBGPfNo/s200/rack_set_solara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233333066201884642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ball, the table, net, water to drink when you are thirsty after or before playing.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJc0FMnvI/AAAAAAAAANM/zCloHujzIsU/s1600-h/attitude_vattenflaska%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJc0FMnvI/AAAAAAAAANM/zCloHujzIsU/s200/attitude_vattenflaska%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233333895114301170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When your racket also get broken you can change the rubber&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJ5K7I7EI/AAAAAAAAANU/Draf2K3q6_g/s1600-h/chop%26drive%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJ5K7I7EI/AAAAAAAAANU/Draf2K3q6_g/s200/chop%26drive%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233334382282468418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and it easy to change you only have the glue to paste and a rubber to cover the stammer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJD0_UgPI/AAAAAAAAANE/JBJakSrInIU/s1600-h/super_outdoor%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCJD0_UgPI/AAAAAAAAANE/JBJakSrInIU/s200/super_outdoor%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233333465861357810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Becuase I love sports, I know a product that i could say best and it is popular throughout the wolrd. The STIGA is known as the best product for sports especially in table tennis equipments.I knew a website also of the STIGA that I can buy and order a stuff in an affordable prices.Just open their website and make an email add to this site where you can email your order or contact the person who manage this club.This is the site http://www.bordtennisbutikken.no.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCKcTQH53I/AAAAAAAAANc/MwQeJ89mifA/s1600-h/barriar_svart%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCKcTQH53I/AAAAAAAAANc/MwQeJ89mifA/s320/barriar_svart%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233334985813387122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-8475137675012401958?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SKCGwaANzMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/hugdz2aRiKs/s72-c/P5290121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-658813103172912398</id><published>2008-08-11T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:47:42.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love On The Internet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wasn't looking for anyone new,&lt;br /&gt;One day I got e- mail and in it was you.&lt;br /&gt;Charming, sensitive and so debonair,&lt;br /&gt;I strongly resisted it go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But letters and stories captured my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Filled me with passion almost from the start.&lt;br /&gt;Love on the Internet, how could it be?&lt;br /&gt;These things just don't happen to people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doves and butterflies flew into our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying messages we could not deny.&lt;br /&gt;Each person has meaning and love to express,&lt;br /&gt;And we could deny our hearts nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful love that has grown between us,&lt;br /&gt;Something beyond any words we discuss.&lt;br /&gt;Much deeper than LOL, cyber kisses and such,&lt;br /&gt;Far down to our souls, beyond human touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love's not confined by what it can see,&lt;br /&gt;I feel you, I taste you, I experience your dream.&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes, and I envision what in my heart I can hear,&lt;br /&gt;"Love knows no boundaries, no distance, no fear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the soul that captures God's love in a way&lt;br /&gt;That eternally melts hearts together to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Fused and sealed forever as one,&lt;br /&gt;Love has its way and new life is begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-658813103172912398?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/658813103172912398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=658813103172912398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/658813103172912398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/658813103172912398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-amazing.html' title='Love Is Amazing'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6750123222263602182</id><published>2008-08-11T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:46:10.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A MIRACLE EXPERIENCED WITH GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RUNAWAY BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;By:Virgie Amora&lt;br /&gt;Quiranggol Mission School&lt;br /&gt;December, 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where’s Cristina? Where’s Cristina! WHERE’S CRISTINAAA!” the father roared one early cold morning waking the whole village up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s the problem?” my teammate said rising to her feet and rubbing the sleep away from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know!” I whispered loudly. “We’ll find that out later.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve-year-old Cristina is one of our brilliant students. She can read fast with good comprehension. She writes us (teachers) letters putting into practice the lessons she learned in school. She can memorize Bible verses easily. She’s a good leader and one we can count on to always be there. She’s one of the excited ones preparing for the Jamboree in March to be held at the SULADS High School site. The children of Quiranggol will be attending a Jamboree for the first time. We told them of the soon coming High School, a day hike from Quiranggol through forest. This she and all the other children in our village are waiting for. Every school child in the village looks forward to the time when he/she can leave the village and attend the secondary school. With high hopes the children pray everyday that God will soon provide funds to put up this long awaited school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Christina’s hopes were shattered one day when a chief from a far away village came with a horse. This horse was tied to a post near her house. This gesture means somebody is proposing marriage. To whom? To a girl nearest to where the horse was tied. To refuse the dowry and reject marriage her father would have to produce two horses. But they are too poor to even buy one. To make the matter worse, her father is already indebted to the father of the boy proposing to marry her. And in their poor situation the only way to pay the debt is to give her away as a bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came to me crying. “Ma’am, I don’t want to marry! I don’t want to marry! I still want to attend high school,” she sobbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught between. I pitied her but I should not intervene. This is a tribal and family problem. In the seminar, we were reminded by our director not to intervene in this kind of problem. Culture has it that non-Manobos intervening will be implicated in the problem and most likely will be forced to take the place of the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cristina,” I encouraged the still sobbing girl, “the only thing I can say is, just tell your problem to the Lord. He will never forsake you. He has promised. He will make a way for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ma’am, isn’t there any way for you to help me escape to MVC?” she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I do that, it will put me into big trouble. If I refuse to take your place, then I could never go home to MVC alive anymore. Don’t you worry my fellow SULADS and I will pray for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Ma’am!” She left wiping her tears away. She told no one but her friend Marlyn of her plan to escape. Then came that tragic morning when Cristina disappeared and stirred the whole village. “Where could she be?” No one knew except Marlyn. Marlyn sometimes would cut classes for no reason at all. She had not been a delinquent before and we couldn’t understand her behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Marlyn?” I called her attention one day. “Where were you yesterday? You were not in my class.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I went somewhere.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where is this somewhere?” I was curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you will please keep this as a secret, Ma’am, I will tell you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure! Yes! You can trust me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I always visit my friend Cristina in the forest. She lives in a small cave and she asked me to bring her some sweet potatoes because she’s afraid of her father. I accompanied her last night and she cried praying for the Lord to help her solve her problem. There was even a time when we saw her father coming, calling her name, but we just hid behind the rock so that we were not seen at all. There were some rainy nights when we just coiled under some leaves and we were amazed that we did not get wet. I have proven now that the GOD of our SULADS teachers is a LIVING GOD!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two girls’ hiding in the forest went on for a month. Then one day Marlyn said. “We’re going to MVC, Ma’am. By all means, God will make a way!” she said confidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our reporting time, I brought with me a couple of patients to the German Doctors’ Hospital. My teammate came two days later with Cristina and Marlyn. The patients and the two girls did not meet at MVC so the patients can tell the parents that there was no Cristina at MVC. Today, Cristina and Marlyn are taking refuge at our director’s home at MVC. Pray that the SULADS High School will be started soon to help runaway brides like Cristina get an education. In this way, the parents, and the old folks also, will little by little do away with the destructive parts of their culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This high school plan is developing slowly. Aside from providing a haven for would-be brides, this school would fill a need to give further training to the Manobo children so that they can learn a life skill or trade. Further, if they attend this school, they are much less likely to join the rebel NPA (New People’s Army) and leave the Biblical teachings the SULADS have given them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is $50,000 in a matching fund to match funds donated for the Manobo High School. Every two dollars collected will be matched by a dollar from this fund. We need $100,000 to have the $50,000 released. The plan is to start this high school as soon as possible using native construction materials that will last only for a couple of years. Something more substantial needs to be provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to assist the SULADS in providing this education for these largely uneducated people? You may send your contributions to the General Conference of SDA. Make the check payable to the General Conference and mark it for “SULADS” for the general operations of the SULADS or “SULADS Academy” for the construction of the High School. Send the check to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia Henderson&lt;br /&gt;12501 Old Columbia Pike&lt;br /&gt;Silver Spring, MD 20904&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will receive a US tax-deductible receipt in a few days. Thank you so much for your continued interest in and support of the SULADS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6750123222263602182?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6750123222263602182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6750123222263602182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6750123222263602182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6750123222263602182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/miracle-experienced-with-god.html' title='A MIRACLE EXPERIENCED WITH GOD'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6407147987791172380</id><published>2008-08-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:22:38.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Remembrance in Norway'/><title type='text'>Trees as my Mark and Remembrance</title><content type='html'>I'm very new in the country of Norway.I came first week of April 10, 2008 for first time to go away and out from our my beloved country Philippines. I am already 3months before I had this in my mind that I should plant a fruit tree as my memory and remembrance in this peaceful and beautiful country Norway.&lt;br /&gt;    One day, I asked my companion in the house that I hope he can buy for me a fruit tree someday that I can plant in the ground. But after a week I told my plan to my partner in the house he invited me to go to the agricultural farm,45 minutes from our house. He said that I should go with him so that I could choose what fruits should I like to plant at the back in our house.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJx_LhDb4BI/AAAAAAAAALg/5g3k9wlapP8/s1600-h/P8080054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJx_LhDb4BI/AAAAAAAAALg/5g3k9wlapP8/s320/P8080054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232196702925742098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJx_k79mHPI/AAAAAAAAALo/3-gKjVltFww/s1600-h/P8080053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJx_k79mHPI/AAAAAAAAALo/3-gKjVltFww/s200/P8080053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232197139645734130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there and I chose 3 fruit trees, one apple tree, black berries, and bringerbar tree. I don't know what the exact name of these fruits in English it is becuase this is my first time to see and tasted this fruits.&lt;br /&gt;    An apple tree have 6 reddish fruits already when I planted. I hope that these fruits trees will be successful.It's grows healthily and vigorously someday and it will stay long. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJyADChaoDI/AAAAAAAAALw/0h9tASNjQxU/s1600-h/P8080055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJyADChaoDI/AAAAAAAAALw/0h9tASNjQxU/s200/P8080055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232197656802664498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJyAdyIBvkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2KoCQVNsUl4/s1600-h/P8080056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJyAdyIBvkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2KoCQVNsUl4/s200/P8080056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232198116257676866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When these trees grows and having fruits mmm wow...so nice and I am be happy. These fruits trees are my mark and memories how long I've been here in Norway. &lt;br /&gt;So, I take care of this trees everyday. I check the trees everyday if they are all okay.I watered it everyday and I weeded the sorounding so that no other weeds could stealing the nutrients from the soil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6407147987791172380?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6407147987791172380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6407147987791172380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6407147987791172380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6407147987791172380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/08/trees-as-my-mark-and-remembrance.html' title='Trees as my Mark and Remembrance'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJx_LhDb4BI/AAAAAAAAALg/5g3k9wlapP8/s72-c/P8080054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-5117107611044949684</id><published>2008-07-31T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T04:06:56.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Female Leaders'/><title type='text'>General Female in Politics</title><content type='html'>Have you known that women have power to govern our government and be a good leader?I knew some women who are good in their position as the led people as she became a governor.&lt;br /&gt;We woman have power to change old things into. Women are big help to improved the community and the country. Women are looking by men for recreation, to lean on their burdens as they men as the head of the family but women are the light of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Women governs peacefully and with love to offer others. Women have hearts to feel what others feel and women are fragile but strong in politics specially when they are leaders like the women I knew in &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJGbvsHUk-I/AAAAAAAAALI/L9jfatPgR5w/s1600-h/Gordon_Minita%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJGbvsHUk-I/AAAAAAAAALI/L9jfatPgR5w/s320/Gordon_Minita%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229131885951882210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1981-93 Governor General Rt. Hon. Dr. Dame Elmira Minita Gordon, Belize,1984-90 Governor General The Rt. Hon. Jeanne Sauvé, Canada &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJGcEFdMVQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/21MJZdw9Dxs/s1600-h/Sauve%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJGcEFdMVQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/21MJZdw9Dxs/s320/Sauve%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229132236351886594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more women who became leaders in the politics and in our country.If you want to know more click this site to see women are good leaders http://www.guide2womenleaders.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-5117107611044949684?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/5117107611044949684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=5117107611044949684&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5117107611044949684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5117107611044949684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/general-female-in-politics.html' title='General Female in Politics'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJGbvsHUk-I/AAAAAAAAALI/L9jfatPgR5w/s72-c/Gordon_Minita%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-1658721578527788808</id><published>2008-07-30T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:51:18.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cards  that I Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFgymI4lcI/AAAAAAAAALA/6yAOi9otqIg/s1600-h/P7140053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFgymI4lcI/AAAAAAAAALA/6yAOi9otqIg/s320/P7140053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229067064701392322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Have you tried to made anything if your alone in the house and have nothing to do? Yes, I always left at home alone when my husband go to work. When I am alone i do not stay long in the computer just to chat with friends and family. I made some means that i am not getting bored, so i have my vegetable garden which I harvested already my beans, I have my flower garden that looks beautifull, but this time becuase i finished these two 2 things I made another. I tried to collect dried leaves and grasses, why? I am trying to make cards.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFf6gKs4OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fSppUxFknpg/s1600-h/P7280010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFf6gKs4OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fSppUxFknpg/s320/P7280010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229066101025726690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yes, I made cards and it was successfully done, infact my mother in law and my sister in laws recieved the cards that I was made.They are all happy for it and they appreciated me that I have a hidden talent in arts...I wanna thank them that the Lord give me an impressive skills that I can make his nature more valuable and looks beautiful.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFgSg8I3ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2mUpxQRTtu0/s1600-h/P7280003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFgSg8I3ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2mUpxQRTtu0/s320/P7280003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229066513549942162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-1658721578527788808?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/1658721578527788808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=1658721578527788808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1658721578527788808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1658721578527788808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/cards-that-i-made.html' title='The Cards  that I Made'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SJFgymI4lcI/AAAAAAAAALA/6yAOi9otqIg/s72-c/P7140053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-3214592336096240958</id><published>2008-07-29T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:12:43.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in a special way'/><title type='text'>My First's Cake in My Hubby's B-Day</title><content type='html'>Have you tried baking cake for the first time in the ocassion which is that is your first time to bake cake and it falls in a party time? Oh...I'm getting nervous when I bake cake becuase I am afraid to be failed. People in Norway mostly are good in baking cakes.It's not a joke, a party begin and lot of people came in my hubby's b-day, but anyway I'm happy becuase my cake was successful and they love to eat my cakes. In fact my cake were eaten all after the party.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI77anwgvQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8EXymwiBpiw/s1600-h/P7250094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI77anwgvQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8EXymwiBpiw/s320/P7250094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228392652191350018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-3214592336096240958?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/3214592336096240958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=3214592336096240958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3214592336096240958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/3214592336096240958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-firsts-cake-in-my-hubbys-b-day.html' title='My First&apos;s Cake in My Hubby&apos;s B-Day'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI77anwgvQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/8EXymwiBpiw/s72-c/P7250094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-5874482154040458531</id><published>2008-07-28T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T03:57:18.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beans in my Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI2l60pA0BI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_paxKAvccEQ/s1600-h/P7200064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI2l60pA0BI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_paxKAvccEQ/s320/P7200064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228017172428673042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last April 2008 I arrived in here in Norway. I got bored becuase I missed my family and friends and my co-sulads missionaries.Becuase i don't have anything to do in the house after cleaning I am planning to make a vegetable garden and you could see my flower and vegetable garden in the previous post.But now since weeks had been past already I saw my beans garden have flowers and fruits. We been in vacation in Spain for a couple of weeks after that we back home again in Norway.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI2lZkpoJPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xA52gDwtpfA/s1600-h/P7200065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI2lZkpoJPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/xA52gDwtpfA/s320/P7200065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228016601200600306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When we arrived in our house i went directly to my garden and i saw my beans are ready to harvest, yes i started to harvest my beans and my hubby glad for he looking me harvesting my beans. I got to bowl of beans after i harvested them.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! this time we have fresh and good quality beans for cooking.So, if you want to spend least from your grocery, plant beans or make a vegetable garden and I am sure your hubby would be happy for you, for you are resourceful helper to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-5874482154040458531?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/5874482154040458531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=5874482154040458531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5874482154040458531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5874482154040458531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/beans-in-my-garden.html' title='Beans in my Garden'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI2l60pA0BI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_paxKAvccEQ/s72-c/P7200064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-7472030063761787593</id><published>2008-07-28T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:05:25.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Gifts</title><content type='html'>Most   people when it is his birthday usually they are waiting for the gifts to come.But who will be giving a birthday gift? Of course waiting from the closest  friends,members of the family and  especially love the ones.Life is like that, 90 percent people in the world are happy to have gifts to received, but I knew a person who have  birthday today.Instead that he is waiting for his gift, he is the one giving gifts to his loving wife.&lt;br /&gt;    One day, his wife are wishing that his husband buy for her a mixed master so that she could start baking cakes.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI19gCtmK3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ip2Fa-fYZYE/s1600-h/P7250090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI19gCtmK3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ip2Fa-fYZYE/s320/P7250090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227972731884415858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her husband just only listened to her, but the time comes during of her husband’s birthday,instead that her wife  give him a gift the husband given a birthdday presents to his wife. Wow! exciting? The wife so happy becuase she recieved the stuff that she wishing for and that is the mix master.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI15qcr_jGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mWbnwC6zkgg/s1600-h/P7250085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI15qcr_jGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mWbnwC6zkgg/s320/P7250085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227968512609193058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here now, her husband wish to have a  party in his birthday, of course the wife must support  the plan. So the wife says, okay you invite your fmaily and friends for we have party this evening and the husband happy.&lt;br /&gt;    The wife started to preparing foods for the party. At first, she tried to used the mix master to bake a cake...&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI16L7AvnVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-FXNHQKdBkY/s1600-h/P7250093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI16L7AvnVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-FXNHQKdBkY/s320/P7250093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227969087684975954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wow! good her work successfully  done.The party start at 6:00 pm and the wife busy in preparing decorating  for the coming events while her husband still in work...here now the visitors come one by one.. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI16_RftusI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VDKcXZyDCAg/s1600-h/P7250108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI16_RftusI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VDKcXZyDCAg/s320/P7250108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227969969893784258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-7472030063761787593?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/7472030063761787593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=7472030063761787593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7472030063761787593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7472030063761787593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/miracle-gifts.html' title='Miracle Gifts'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI19gCtmK3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ip2Fa-fYZYE/s72-c/P7250090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-5242843471279427290</id><published>2008-07-22T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:39:35.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Favorite</title><content type='html'>We had a great in day in our holiday time in Spain because of may beautiful beaches, nice mountains to hiked and many places to visit specially in playing golf with my husband. Golf courts were beautiful and tennis courts were good too.&lt;br /&gt;But number one why i say that my holiday was complete it was because I bought bananas in Spain that I cook everyday as my food every meal time ..wow great and excellent that my first time since I am in Norway until I visited in Spain.At last, i find my favorite food...banana...&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SIh3gOrPlSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-IPqZ7nu_y0/s1600-h/P7080001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SIh3gOrPlSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-IPqZ7nu_y0/s320/P7080001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226558763142452514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-5242843471279427290?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/5242843471279427290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=5242843471279427290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5242843471279427290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5242843471279427290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favorite.html' title='My  Favorite'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SIh3gOrPlSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-IPqZ7nu_y0/s72-c/P7080001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6799764616567943924</id><published>2008-07-17T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T03:12:33.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>We had holiday in Spain supposedly one month, but becuase of Frank's father died we make our holiday short and went home in Norway not finishing the holiday. Fortunately, we have good time everyday with my husband after his work. He works only 7 hours a day starting at 8:00 Am until 4:00 pm after that we have a walk or visiting his mother, playing,singing God's music&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SH8aWP1afBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9jYA3Lv9yWU/s1600-h/P7110018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SH8aWP1afBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9jYA3Lv9yWU/s320/P7110018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223923062283074578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;, etc.That's our daily routine in life as we still live in this earth.&lt;br /&gt;     Yes, we had very good times in Spain for a short holiday that we have.Everyday going to the beaches, playing tennis,playing golf, playing table tennis&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SH8a5tXBNCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S9hNz3qW77k/s1600-h/P7020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SH8a5tXBNCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S9hNz3qW77k/s320/P7020019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223923671504073762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;, eating outside, swimming in the pool, visiting nice places, hiking mountains and many more things to do before the sun went down....Life is enjoyable when we want to enjoy our day. we only bring our day to make it beautiful and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;     Hahhaahahha.......I wanna give a big laugh to these becuase we just only passing in this world, so enjoy life but above all praise God everyday, put God first in all the things and remember God that He is in your life and I am pretty sure that you have experience a happy heart and a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;     Have a nice time to you my friends in the world...Thank you God for making me me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6799764616567943924?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6799764616567943924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6799764616567943924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6799764616567943924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6799764616567943924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/07/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SH8aWP1afBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9jYA3Lv9yWU/s72-c/P7110018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-7308223509608831689</id><published>2008-06-29T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:06:25.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday in Spain</title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We were four days now in our holiday in Spain...wow! i can't believed sometimes how the Lord created the world..its very beautiful here in Spain and all the world they have a unique identity.All places are very beautiful but only people are not beautiful , they destroying the world.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfbgmiybVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/i0jEAKtm6Rs/s1600-h/P6260055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfbgmiybVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/i0jEAKtm6Rs/s320/P6260055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380046480764242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I like here very much in Spain beause its beautiful and you can see it's a tourist country a lot of people specially in the beach but be careful you are not allowed to take pictures beacuase you will be scadaled for they are swimming and they are naked hehehheeheh...I can't believed but it's true.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfcMpqU_PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dMi0rqeaB7U/s1600-h/P6280049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfcMpqU_PI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dMi0rqeaB7U/s320/P6280049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217380803231939826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     We stayed frank's house, wow! its beautiful and nice full of nice flowers and grapes...frank house here are complete and all are ceramics compare to norway all are woods also.Everyday we went to swimming pool in the morning and in the afternoon we will go to the beach for swimming. hehehheeh I look like a Negre now, but no problem becuase i am still beautiful in the eyes of my husband hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;     Sometimes also we go hiking in the forest and playing golf and lawn tennis heheheh my husband is my trainor of all the games and I like it..I like games exactly. and I enjoyed so much.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfc5R3plxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/yda3Ry9xHP8/s1600-h/P6260040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfc5R3plxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/yda3Ry9xHP8/s320/P6260040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217381569939478290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I wanna thank my Husband for bringing me here and above all to my God for showing me a beautiful places that i never dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;     But, my story is not ended this, beause we have still a lot of time here coz we spend here for a month before we go back to Norway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-7308223509608831689?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/7308223509608831689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=7308223509608831689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7308223509608831689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7308223509608831689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday-in-spain.html' title='Holiday in Spain'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SGfbgmiybVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/i0jEAKtm6Rs/s72-c/P6260055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-5629743458373711938</id><published>2008-05-27T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:42:31.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift of Love</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary, &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvJUcP5YhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7tMXT_XwRM8/s1600-h/P5270002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvJUcP5YhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7tMXT_XwRM8/s320/P5270002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204975147374174738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am 7 weeks already here in my husband country called Norway.I am little sad becuase I don't have any friends like in the philippines, but I am glad in other way becuase I have a loving, understanding and very kind husband in my life.&lt;br /&gt;     Because I always alone in our house, I look for any job that I can be comfortable at the same time I can pleased my husband. When my husband gone home and went to his office for work I begun also my work in the house, at first cleaning the house, study little norwegian language and when I got boring I chatting with friends in the other country.But I did not spent my time with this. I made also my multiply and my blog sites so that my friends can update my pictures and my activities here in Norway.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvGEsP5YfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JVfSUrPoPSU/s1600-h/P5260034.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvGEsP5YfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JVfSUrPoPSU/s1600-h/P5260034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvGEsP5YfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JVfSUrPoPSU/s200/P5260034.JPG" border="0" I need more to have a variation in life I begin to make a vegetables garden and flower garden tooalt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204971578256351730" /&gt;&lt;/a In my garden I planted beans,squash, tomatoes and berries...wow!!!!!good becuase its growing already and my flowers too&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvFGsP5YeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LQH-J_Icqlc/s1600-h/P5260025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvFGsP5YeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LQH-J_Icqlc/s200/P5260025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204970513104462306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; looks beautiful. Everytime my husband arrived at home he is always happy becuase he loves flowers and he looks my garden so nicely and the house neatly. I am happy too when I saw my husband happy.becuae of this in other way I could please my husband sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;     One day, when my husband got home again he asked to go the shopping mall, I go with him .I arrived at the mall and we directly go to the bicycle section but in my surprised he bougth me a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvXBMP5YiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y2iNZFVU5BI/s1600-h/P5222382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvXBMP5YiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y2iNZFVU5BI/s320/P5222382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204990209824481826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bicycle so that when I alone in the house I can use my bicycle when I buy ice cream mmmmmm hehheheheh I  love ice cream even I know that ice cream is not good for the body but of course i eat sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;    I thought it was they need of his surprises, but not....until in the following day he asked me again to go with him in the bank&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvDXsP5YdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fcNr4xmK-vg/s1600-h/50541411%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvDXsP5YdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fcNr4xmK-vg/s320/50541411%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204968606138982866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; becuase he wants me to have my own visa account so that I can use it anytime...becuase I do not have work yet he give me or deposit in the my account every month..wow!!!!.... God is great I am very happy for it becuase God given me a very concern husband and responsible man in my life.&lt;br /&gt;     I thank the Lord eveyday and I am happy that God is always in the family....i teach my husband to have worship every morning and evening before we go to bed and thank the Lord and pray.Fortunately my husband likes it very much of what we did in the house to praising God.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvCx8P5YcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kVlOeT-Z0YM/s1600-h/The_Gift_of_Jesus_Designs_4_Him_03_07_03%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvCx8P5YcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/kVlOeT-Z0YM/s320/The_Gift_of_Jesus_Designs_4_Him_03_07_03%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204967957598921154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I wanna thank you Lord for your love and mercy for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Gie&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-5629743458373711938?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/5629743458373711938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=5629743458373711938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5629743458373711938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/5629743458373711938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/05/gift-of-love.html' title='A Gift of Love'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDvJUcP5YhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/7tMXT_XwRM8/s72-c/P5270002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-8111841865533558999</id><published>2008-05-25T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:43:35.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New in Golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDmd-sP5YVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/muc2xv6E9q8/s1600-h/P5250006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204364544758604114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDmd-sP5YVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/muc2xv6E9q8/s400/P5250006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dएअर माय दिअरी,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today I enjoyed playing golf with my husband। He tought me how to play golf becuase golf is one of his favorate games, but the most favorate games of him is table tennis...wow! I knew and i witness in my eyes that he is really good in table tennis becuase he has a lot of trophies....हवे अ निस डे टू अल..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-8111841865533558999?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/8111841865533558999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=8111841865533558999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8111841865533558999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/8111841865533558999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2008/05/golf.html' title='New in Golf'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SDmd-sP5YVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/muc2xv6E9q8/s72-c/P5250006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-849379507857585144</id><published>2007-09-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:03:56.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish the Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   You are welcome in our blog site """"""""""  Cherish the Memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-849379507857585144?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/849379507857585144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=849379507857585144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/849379507857585144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/849379507857585144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/09/cherish-memories.html' title='Cherish the Memories'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-1744562835670011158</id><published>2007-06-18T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T05:41:08.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad were friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j109/suladsmitch/glad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gao thank you so much ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-1744562835670011158?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/1744562835670011158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=1744562835670011158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1744562835670011158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1744562835670011158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/06/glad-were-friends.html' title='Glad were friends'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-9048165923736626475</id><published>2007-05-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:56:52.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Love</title><content type='html'>This is how the Lord reveal His love to His people. Through nature we can see and feel and pressence....May the Lord continue to bless us as we continue to contemplate in His name everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-9048165923736626475?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/9048165923736626475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=9048165923736626475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/9048165923736626475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/9048165923736626475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/05/gods-love.html' title='God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-48212671656692009</id><published>2007-03-15T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:53:16.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpMZRtd2mI/AAAAAAAAADs/1uNkpuYCBVs/s1600-h/in+the+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpMZRtd2mI/AAAAAAAAADs/1uNkpuYCBVs/s320/in+the+river.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042426729929235042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank with me in the river, we were riding a rafting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpCCBtd2eI/AAAAAAAAACs/FZO0nKBsaP4/s1600-h/frank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpCCBtd2eI/AAAAAAAAACs/FZO0nKBsaP4/s400/frank.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042415335380998626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Diary, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I met a man from Norway in AdventistSinglesconnections website.His email impressed me a lot. Its a short message but it catches and touched my heart. the email content like this. '" Hello friend, I saw your profile and you have lots of beautiful pictures there in the adventistsinglesconnection website that caught my attention and interest to write you some few words.If you are mature enough in the relationship I'm Frank Martinuissen from Norway and I am looking a wife and have a family and child someday. May you drop your reply to me if you'r serious and you are mature in the relationship, but if you are childish in the relation please do not waste your time in spending to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the short I reply to him with my sweet smile that i caught his attention and emotion hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begun in June, 2006 I forgot the exact date becuase I delete frank first email.I replied him with interesting message and I told him in my first email that I'm very interesting to him and I will love him if it is God's will,our relationship growing fast.I asked him an email address if he really interested with me and I given to him my email address too, then few days later I received an email. This man is very sweet to me and I could say that he is a religious man, becuase he always talking of his work and about the sabbath in his place. After three weeks of communication he called me on the phone.Our first communication through phone I coudn't understand what was his talking about, but one thing that I could remember was that he played with me a harmonika and he played a piano &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpE8Rtd2gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CKyRmSEhjws/s1600-h/playing+piano"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpE8Rtd2gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CKyRmSEhjws/s400/playing+piano" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042418535131634178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The music was very nice and I couldn't forget it. It bares in my mind and I just couldn't forge him.&lt;br /&gt;One night I had a dreamed that I met this man in the beach.Oh..its a good dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the dreamed comes true. Dreams and my prayer comes into reality and getting serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One day,Frank plan to meet me in person in MVC, Valencia City Bukidnon.I invited him also when he asked my permission if I allow him to visit with me here in MVC.Of course, with in my heart there is happiness inside.I invited him and on October 24-November 12, 2006 he came in MVC via Airlines, buses jeepneys before he met me in person. &lt;br /&gt;     Then he spent here in MVC for 3 weeks.He enjoyed a lot and we visited diffirent place specially I brought him in Victory Mission School &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpHPBtd2kI/AAAAAAAAADc/8KnMj7sFRKw/s1600-h/frank1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpHPBtd2kI/AAAAAAAAADc/8KnMj7sFRKw/s320/frank1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042421056277436994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as well as in the Sulads High School. I think he has a lot of experienced that he couldn't forget it in his whole life.&lt;br /&gt;   If you want to his experienced just sitting with him with few minutes and talk about his life when he was here in the Philippines.Fortunately,he visited and met my parents too in Agusan del Sur. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpGshtd2jI/AAAAAAAAADU/agBHe6MdkEY/s1600-h/parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpGshtd2jI/AAAAAAAAADU/agBHe6MdkEY/s320/parents.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042420463571950130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There Frank saw my parents situation, but I thank the Lord becuase Frank was very kind to my family. After frank met my parents, Frank and i decide to brought my parents and sisters to the beach...wow! wonderful becuase my parents were enjoyed swimming in Mountain Beach, &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpFVBtd2hI/AAAAAAAAADE/zgeippPL354/s1600-h/swimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpFVBtd2hI/AAAAAAAAADE/zgeippPL354/s320/swimming.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042418960333396498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; frank and me too of course.&lt;br /&gt;    Then the saddess moment came again,becuase Frank went home after few days in the beach and he left me with tears in my heart.i didn't let me saw cried. I hold my tears until he went off away from my eyes.When I got home.I cried a lot,becuase I miss frank so much.&lt;br /&gt;    The Lord bless our relationship,I thank the LOrd becuase Frank is faithful ih his every words to me.Before he left me , we are decided to get married...to be finish.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="vendale143"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-48212671656692009?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/48212671656692009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=48212671656692009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/48212671656692009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/48212671656692009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-happens.html' title='Love Happens'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpMZRtd2mI/AAAAAAAAADs/1uNkpuYCBVs/s72-c/in+the+river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-1496027971884725776</id><published>2007-03-07T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:41:25.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word of inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re93yhnudeI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ik66GzpBtpQ/s1600-h/myspace-codes-comments-166-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re93yhnudeI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ik66GzpBtpQ/s400/myspace-codes-comments-166-3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039378217953031650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j109/suladsmitch/christian-ecard-8-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-1496027971884725776?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/1496027971884725776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=1496027971884725776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1496027971884725776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/1496027971884725776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/03/word-of-inspiration.html' title='word of inspiration'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re93yhnudeI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ik66GzpBtpQ/s72-c/myspace-codes-comments-166-3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-7549089312316617867</id><published>2007-01-14T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:33:30.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>During the wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re90fBnuddI/AAAAAAAAACc/8j2yudM_LYw/s1600-h/valentine05blnk1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039374584410699218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re90fBnuddI/AAAAAAAAACc/8j2yudM_LYw/s400/valentine05blnk1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j109/suladsmitch/valentine05blnk1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar8GYF9hUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YnPh5ieriZY/s1600-h/w.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020101921134708034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar8GYF9hUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YnPh5ieriZY/s320/w.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me, Thata and Michel the 3 queen in the palace of no where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6_YF9hTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xCbUBwTEERQ/s1600-h/w3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020100701363995954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6_YF9hTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/xCbUBwTEERQ/s320/w3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Michel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the exotic Queen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6sYF9hSI/AAAAAAAAABs/by0jbeLT7EM/s1600-h/w8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020100374946481442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6sYF9hSI/AAAAAAAAABs/by0jbeLT7EM/s320/w8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm marching hehhee...imagining you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6UYF9hRI/AAAAAAAAABk/uq3E2avJ6sY/s1600-h/w2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020099962629621010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Rar6UYF9hRI/AAAAAAAAABk/uq3E2avJ6sY/s320/w2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My close -up smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re90fBnuddI/AAAAAAAAACc/8j2yudM_LYw/s1600-h/valentine05blnk1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039374584410699218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re90fBnuddI/AAAAAAAAACc/8j2yudM_LYw/s400/valentine05blnk1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j109/suladsmitch/valentine05blnk1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-7549089312316617867?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/7549089312316617867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=7549089312316617867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7549089312316617867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/7549089312316617867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/01/during-wedding.html' title='During the wedding'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/Re90fBnuddI/AAAAAAAAACc/8j2yudM_LYw/s72-c/valentine05blnk1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-122354945111516193</id><published>2007-01-06T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:55:49.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeeehhee......yeyehehe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted at bigoo" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/glitter/animal/animal_26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a butterfly I will use my wings to fly so that I can fly high in the sky and to see my friends and my lovely one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-122354945111516193?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/122354945111516193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=122354945111516193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/122354945111516193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/122354945111516193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/01/yeeehheeyeyehehe.html' title='yeeehhee......yeyehehe....'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6221084343631100824</id><published>2007-01-06T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:43:30.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Cutie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpKRxtd2lI/AAAAAAAAADk/iLMLKMDBI_U/s1600-h/in+the+river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpKRxtd2lI/AAAAAAAAADk/iLMLKMDBI_U/s320/in+the+river.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042424402056960594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank and I in the Agusan River near in my parents house....Frank and me on the rafting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted at bigoo" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/glitter/animal/animal_41.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;Image hosted at bigoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm the cute puppy like my sweety franky, but I love the puppy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6221084343631100824?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6221084343631100824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6221084343631100824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6221084343631100824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6221084343631100824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-cutie.html' title='Hi Cutie'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RfpKRxtd2lI/AAAAAAAAADk/iLMLKMDBI_U/s72-c/in+the+river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-2751529455740587212</id><published>2007-01-06T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:57:16.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO...oooo...ooo</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are welcome to see my blog hahhahah hehehhehe hohohohohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="image hosting file" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/glitter/text_welcome/text_welcome_116.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SWEETY FRANK&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna welcome to my new world...and new earth...is tey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-2751529455740587212?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/2751529455740587212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=2751529455740587212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/2751529455740587212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/2751529455740587212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2007/01/helloooooooo.html' title='HELLO...oooo...ooo'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-199773861989427420.post-6917271481267424021</id><published>2006-11-14T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:46:29.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Affairs Begin in Net</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="layout for myspace" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/content/decoration/bottle/bottle_11.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for this, that my dreams will comes true....i praise the Lord everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I met a man from Norway in AdventistSinglesconnection.com website .His email impressed me a lot. Its a short message but it catches and touched my heart. The emailed content like this. '" Hello friend, I saw your profile and you have beautiful pictures here in the adventistsinglesconnection website and it caught my attention to write you some few words. If you are mature enough in the relationship I'm Frank Martinuissen looking a wife and to have a family and child someday so please reply me,if you are interesting, but if you are childish type in the relationship please do not waste your time in emailing me. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCXVLUnvEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tWPjRSmb5us/s1600-h/Frank14_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCXVLUnvEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tWPjRSmb5us/s320/Frank14_.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017176374963059778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begin on last June, 2006 I forgot the exact date becuase I delete Frank first email.I reply him with interest and I told him in my first email that I'm very interesting with him and I will love him if it is God's will hahahaha the conversation is direct to the point it is so funny but I was enjoyed, our relationship growing fast. I asked him an email address if he really interested to me so he would emailed me in some few days  few days later. I received an emailed from him after our 3 days converstation in adventistsinglesconnection and we transfer our new e-mail ID. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCXlLUnvFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kHRsECLhp8A/s1600-h/Frank18_.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCXlLUnvFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kHRsECLhp8A/s320/Frank18_.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017176649840966738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is very sweet and I could say that he is a religious man, becuase he always talking of his work and about the sabbath in his place. After three weeks of communication he called me by the phone....I coudn't understand what was he talking about for the first time becuase he speaks differently in our language, but the only thing that I could remember is that he played with me an harmonica and he played a song at the  piano. The music I cannot forget always bare in my mind and I'm dreaming one night that I met this man someday in the beach. Oh! suddenly the dream comes true.Its in reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        One day, early month of July he told me in his email that he would like to visit me here in the Philppines and to meet his lovely girl hahhaha lovely girl and beautiful lady in a whole world...Oh...my and after few days he gave me his flight schedule..I don't believe it but becuase he promised me...I was not given him a whole hearted hope so that i would not fully disappointed when he will not come.he said that he would come on October 25, 2006 until November 12, 2006. Yes, I heartily invite him to please come in the Philippines and I will bring to the mission school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         The days passing very fast, the weeks come, and here is the month of October I prepare myself to meet him at the Cagayan Airport for the first time I'm very excited to meet Frank on that day..It was October 25, 2006 at 6;30 Pm he came..Oh.... mmm ... i saw him full of baggage and he embraced me when we saw each other with bumping in my heart that no words that could utter to my mouth...and I breathe very deep so that i have courage to welcome frank and to talk to him many things....wow1 its amazing and sometimes its unbelievable but it the dreamed comes true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       We start our travel going to MVC on that late evening on October 25, 2006...we arrived MVC at 11: Pm together with me were my sister Arcelie and Medie my friend, frank and i then the driver of the rented car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Frank, enjoyed his vacation here in MVc and in visiting the mission school. In the first week becuase he spent here for 3 weeks we were visited the Sulads High School for the Lumads, then the following week we visited the Victory Mission School in Malitbog Bukidnon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;MARQUEE WIDTH="100%" BEHAVIOR="scroll" SCROLLAMOUNT="5" DIRECTION="left" BGColor=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/g.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/d.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/b.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/l.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/e.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/y.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style53/u.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with us were the sulads staffs the ff were...Ms. Chelin Segismundo a sulads health supervisor, Mr. Victor Paradero a sulads Philantrophic Coordinator, Pastor Rivera Sulads President, Mr. Daryl Famisaran sulads field director and sulads friends and my two sisters. We spent there for 3 days and back to MVC for the weekend. In the following day travel again going to my parents house becuase Frank want to meet my parents and my brothers in Agusan del Sur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       Then, frank met my parents already before we went to the beach for more enjoyment...with my parents and sisters...after the very tremendous and very enjoyed events Frank go back to his place in Norway on Novemeber 12, 2006. But the Love story not ceasing until that moment it continues....Wow! hahhahah what's the next? just watch it out.....&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCX37UnvGI/AAAAAAAAABE/iHq4eq0Eqn0/s1600-h/Frank5_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCX37UnvGI/AAAAAAAAABE/iHq4eq0Eqn0/s320/Frank5_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017176971963513954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;MARQUEE WIDTH="100%" BEHAVIOR="scroll" SCROLLAMOUNT="5" DIRECTION="left" BGColor=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/i.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/l.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/v.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/e.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/m.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/y.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/s.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/w.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/e.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/e.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/t.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws"&gt;&lt;img alt="www.Bigoo.ws" border="0" src="http://images.bigoo.ws/letters/style59/y.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigoo.ws/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It is great becuase the relation continues and it grows and grows..heheheheheh until we became engaged and we planb to get married on May 12, 2007...It is a big blessing from God in my life to have a man named Frank from Norway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/199773861989427420-6917271481267424021?l=vendale143.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/feeds/6917271481267424021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=199773861989427420&amp;postID=6917271481267424021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6917271481267424021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/199773861989427420/posts/default/6917271481267424021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vendale143.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-affairs-begin-in-net.html' title='Love Affairs Begin in Net'/><author><name>Vergie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00718655420036289223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/SI78JUAqL_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/55XNOplXZsY/S220/P7260219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o4-CtSLDpjY/RaCXVLUnvEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tWPjRSmb5us/s72-c/Frank14_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
