<?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-7290451</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:36:01.067-08:00</updated><category term='HIS'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='javascript:void(0)'/><category term='Hangzhou'/><category term='Taipei'/><category term='love'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='life'/><category term='N'/><title type='text'>Life As It Is</title><subtitle type='html'>Regina Melody Tan&lt;br&gt;

Forever in Our Hearts&lt;br&gt;

09/19/1999-09/20/2009&lt;br&gt; Cancer Sucks!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-5611374483736631546</id><published>2011-12-31T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:55:22.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D:D:D:D:D</title><content type='html'>7 More minutes before 2012 kicks in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOn't waste your life pickering over &amp;nbsp;small thing, see the big picture :) You all deserve it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses and hugs... or... XOXOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tans..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5611374483736631546?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5611374483736631546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5611374483736631546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5611374483736631546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5611374483736631546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/12/ddddd.html' title=':D:D:D:D:D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-4868445346018318486</id><published>2011-12-23T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:52:21.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9GbKCkU8KQ/TvVXBM-7K0I/AAAAAAAA3kU/p8L501uOjN8/s1600/IMG_2165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9GbKCkU8KQ/TvVXBM-7K0I/AAAAAAAA3kU/p8L501uOjN8/s200/IMG_2165.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wishing you all the best holiday season ever :) &amp;nbsp;We are &amp;nbsp;not doing anything special. It is 24th of December here in CHina already,and at this moment Nick is at work :) Yup:) Saturday , and he is working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is lying on the floor, on a red lambskin and is playing his DS:)&lt;br /&gt;You can guess twice what I am doing.. Haha. Right you got it. RIght now I am typing this blog &amp;nbsp;but same time I am &amp;nbsp;checking my meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had talked that most likely we will eat dinner somewhere &amp;nbsp;in Restaurant, but &amp;nbsp;since Nick is working , I decided, what the heck. I am just &amp;nbsp;going to make something for us :) So Tonights dinner will be Roasted Pork hock, &amp;nbsp;pan roasted potatoes with lots of garlic, simple salad with &amp;nbsp;mandarine vinaigrette , &amp;nbsp;Pan fried salmon with white wine reduction and sauerkraut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also scored glogg( mulled wine) from Ikea and after dinner we will be watching Home Alone2 and opening our gifts :) I know it will be great evening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I dreamed of Regina couple of nights ago, she was just smiling at me and that was it :)&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Angel Regina :) We miss you . Rest in Peace :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-4868445346018318486?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/4868445346018318486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=4868445346018318486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4868445346018318486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4868445346018318486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-happy-holidays.html' title='Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays :)'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9GbKCkU8KQ/TvVXBM-7K0I/AAAAAAAA3kU/p8L501uOjN8/s72-c/IMG_2165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6830161686581961326</id><published>2011-12-20T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T03:31:50.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1cjqf5UmswE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Beautiful  kids singing  Karaoke few years ago:) Right now I look at this video and smile that I had these moments with them.  I miss  Regina and her spunky personality :)  I know  That she would be most amazing 12 year old  most amazing purse collection and her own recipe book full of pictures of her favorite foods :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabriel is amazing 10 year old. He is into so much right now. he enjoys tennis, plays piano and drums. He  want's to learn guitar next, since ukulele is way to easy for him . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is also getting into singing and when he plays familiar tune on piano , he sings out loud when he thinks no one is listening to him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I love my kids. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all are having  great holiday season. I am not so much into Christmas this years. I haven't written a single card this year.  I haven't really shopped  gifts, since everything is overpriced here and it makes no sense to buy 70 dollar lego, that is 35 dollars in USA. Gabriel did write to santa and he said he wants to have WARM blanket and warm pillow, since it is very cold in hangzhou ( he is right). Our apartment does not have central  heating, and it gets cold in here when  tiny heating boxes are not turned on... Today I walked into master bedroom and temp in there was 9C.   I usually turn heat of in the room I am not in, so ...   yeah.. It is cold in here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is interesting to see how his wishes have changed. I am sure if we were in US , he would have asked for  latest game, or gadget... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Talk to you soon :) ANd enjoy this video :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6830161686581961326?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6830161686581961326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6830161686581961326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6830161686581961326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6830161686581961326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays:)'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1cjqf5UmswE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8820196383083666362</id><published>2011-11-22T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T02:58:34.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1483321912"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1483321913"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Second Thanksgiving in asia is almost here. Last year we celebrated in Beijing with Nicks &amp;nbsp;friends, this year we are in Hangzhou and &amp;nbsp;I feel already guilty. Why you ask? BUT because &amp;nbsp;I can't invite all the people I want into our tiny apartment:( I made some great friends here and &amp;nbsp;I can only invite about half of them :( &amp;nbsp;I WANT TO CRY OUT LOUD:( &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Since we don't have double owen I am struggling to make everything come out same time :( &lt;br /&gt;I will be making turkey , gravy, stuffing, green beans, &amp;nbsp;MY potato salad, Mashed potatoes, sweet potato pie, apple pie, some other pastries. &amp;nbsp; And few not so traditional foods but "fan" favorites like kotlett, sour kraut ( because I am not sure where we are going to celebrate christmas), snitslid, &amp;nbsp;4 cheese surprise and other last minute stuff..&lt;br /&gt;We also ordered turkey number 2 from Eudora station( local western restaurant), because I strongly feel &amp;nbsp;that one can never have to much turkey &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made some bread crumbs &amp;nbsp;today for shnichels, ( crusted fried pork), and &amp;nbsp;asked my ayi bring me some organic sweet potatoes from her family farm. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about Thanksgiving, but like I said sad. I WANT everybody to come, but I can't fit &amp;nbsp;40 kids and 2 adults in this apartment :( &amp;nbsp;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Everybody always asks what are we thankful for? &amp;nbsp;This year my answer is easy. I am thankful that we have each other and willing to work on our problems . I am thankful that Gabriel is happy and healthy 5th grader and shows interest in so many things. &amp;nbsp;I am thankful that he has passion and wants to be happy :) I am thankful , that we are are truly happy right now, and I have not been able to say this for a long time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing you all happiness during this Thanksgiving season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Princess Regina Melody Tan. I am thankful that I had wonderful 10 &amp;nbsp;years with you , and you thought me so much about NOT GIVING UP!!! I know you are watching down on us and smiling:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... xoxoxox all my friends near and far. I am thinking of you constantly . I just haven't figured out a great way to keep contact with yo all.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_g4Rr6LjluQ/Tst9U-9zo6I/AAAAAAAA3go/ZE3kwM5x0Lc/s1600/Picture+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_g4Rr6LjluQ/Tst9U-9zo6I/AAAAAAAA3go/ZE3kwM5x0Lc/s320/Picture+029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvQbykMhG9k/Tst9kBckMpI/AAAAAAAA3gw/IFNbwKHsVx8/s1600/Picture+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvQbykMhG9k/Tst9kBckMpI/AAAAAAAA3gw/IFNbwKHsVx8/s320/Picture+016.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_sdJTEt8EMg/Tst91tFHBMI/AAAAAAAA3g4/XI01dpLFVfM/s1600/Picture+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEJocrOXauA/TrZWrVN-OXI/AAAAAAAA3gI/Xn4FbJNln-o/s1600/IMG_0010_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEJocrOXauA/TrZWrVN-OXI/AAAAAAAA3gI/Xn4FbJNln-o/s320/IMG_0010_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ Maya bar in hangzhou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After Watching Oprahs Lifeclass on line I &amp;nbsp;started to read book "Stillness Speaks". FOr a while I have been trying to find the right book to read that speaks to me and &amp;nbsp; I am on same page with it. I failed in the past miserably. I feel like Oprahs show started on Right time &amp;nbsp;because whatever she was speaking in her show made sense. EVERY Lifeclass I watched &amp;nbsp;thought me something new about myself because &amp;nbsp;I was exactly the person who needed to be in there , right then ,,and right now...&lt;br /&gt;While reading this book, I found myself &amp;nbsp;sad that I have forgotten about the person I really am. I have become someone else who does not like me. I have built up walls so high that when thinking about breaking them down &amp;nbsp;will scare me a little. &amp;nbsp;What if I become vulnerable again? What if history repeats? What if ... BUT I have to be the bigger person and start taking little steps here and there and I am willing to learn and starting to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Following "lesson" is from Stillness speaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you experience frequent and repetitive drama in your close relationships? Do relatively insignificant disagreements often trigger violent arguments and emotional Pain?&lt;br /&gt;At the root of such experiences lie the basic egoic patterns: The need to be right and , of course, for someone else to be wrong; that is to say , identifications with mental positions. There is also the ego's need to be periodically in conflict with something or someone in order to strengthen its &amp;nbsp;sense of separation between "me" and the "other" without which it cannot survive.&lt;br /&gt;In addition there is the accumulated emotional pain from the past that you and each human being carries within, both from your personal past as well as the collective pain of humanity that goes back a long, long time. This "pain-pody" is and energy field within you that sporadically takes you over because it needs to experience more emotional pain for it to feed on and replenish itself. It will try to control your thinking and make it deeply negative . It loves your negative thoughts , since it resonates with their frequency and so can feed on them. It will also provoke negative emotional reactions in people close to you, especially your partner, in order to feed on the ensuing drama and emotional pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you free yourself from this deep- seated unconscious identification with &amp;nbsp;pain that creates so much misery in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become aware of it. Realize that it is to not who you are, and recognize it for what it is: Past pain. Witness it as it happens in your partner or in yourself. When your unconscious identification with it is broken, when you are able to observe it within yourself, you don't feed it anymore, and it will gradually lose its energy charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am trying, really hard... And i hope that one day I will get there, better sooner than later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5841556828025184674?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5841556828025184674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5841556828025184674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5841556828025184674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5841556828025184674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/11/stillness-speaks.html' title='Stillness speaks.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tEJocrOXauA/TrZWrVN-OXI/AAAAAAAA3gI/Xn4FbJNln-o/s72-c/IMG_0010_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-4973777138383417726</id><published>2011-10-31T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:11:43.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hangzhou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taipei'/><title type='text'>November.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsGmhcXwGa0/Tq9eqawzdcI/AAAAAAAA3dw/y5QIcL0Mpy0/s1600/IMG_9810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsGmhcXwGa0/Tq9eqawzdcI/AAAAAAAA3dw/y5QIcL0Mpy0/s320/IMG_9810.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Happy Halloween to you all. &amp;nbsp;IT was one of favorite holidays for REgina, since she could dress up and act all silly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot of time has passed since my last post. &amp;nbsp;I want to thank you all who thought about us, and &amp;nbsp;sent us notes and emails telling us that they think about Regina and us:) Thank you :) We appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..We still live in Hangzhou and are blessed with the worst landlord there is. &amp;nbsp;We think about moving &amp;nbsp;as soon as possible, but since our contract ends in June I believe, we are stuck here and have to make it work. &amp;nbsp;Our apartment does not have central heating, and I am already scared about winter. Night are getting cooler and cooler, and with no time I have to turn on our tiny heater box that is on the wall. &amp;nbsp; And drink lot of lemon, ginger tea with touch of honey . &lt;br /&gt;I have to stop complaining. My life is fabulous. I get to experience world and great fantastic memories with loved ones, but I still find something to complain about. &amp;nbsp;There is always something that bugs me, and I am working hard on me to make me better. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if I made any progress , but I &amp;nbsp;feel like &amp;nbsp;one step at a time, and one day I will find me.:).&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is doing Great in his new school. China has made him more independent, &amp;nbsp;and he loves it . &amp;nbsp;In school he is doing much better than last year. he is MATH genius &amp;nbsp;and very proud of it :) &amp;nbsp;HE also takes tennis lessons, and is very proud of what he as accomplished within past couple of months. For a while he wanted to be President of United States of America, but he decided that it is not such a great idea, since it seems like lot of work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwm6RjlZqA/Tq9jJ8Fe1oI/AAAAAAAA3d8/cbo4_kj0ldI/s1600/IMG_9272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwm6RjlZqA/Tq9jJ8Fe1oI/AAAAAAAA3d8/cbo4_kj0ldI/s320/IMG_9272.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boracay, Philippines.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I...&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated, we are working on our relationship and it is hard. &amp;nbsp;Whoever said marriage is easy &amp;nbsp;never most likely tried to work on it. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes it looks like we made progress &amp;nbsp;and sometimes we stumble because I can't keep my eyes half shut.. We have discussed divorce, many times and who knows what next year brings. Right now we are trying to pick up the pieces, &amp;nbsp;not put a blame on each other for our own failures and see where next year takes us. &amp;nbsp;We are 2 very different people with same goal..happiness and we are trying to figure out how to &amp;nbsp;get there ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also travel a lot here in Asia. This year we visited Taipei for &amp;nbsp;few days because Nick had &amp;nbsp;to attend conference there. We also spend amazing week in Philippines. &amp;nbsp;I would love to go back there and soak in warm , salty blue water. Stare at blue sky and &amp;nbsp;forget that there is real world somewhere....&lt;br /&gt;I also want to start writing little bit more. I lost it for a while. Nothing made sense and I want &amp;nbsp;things start making sense again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was watching Oprah &amp;nbsp;Lifeclass and in the end of the show She tea poem by Derek Walcott. It &amp;nbsp;was exactly what I needed &amp;nbsp;to start look even more into me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are having an amazing year, and don't let fear paralyze &amp;nbsp;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #3c605b; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #3c605b; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love After Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #3c605b; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;by Derek Walcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; padding-left: 14px; padding-top: 20px;"&gt;The time will come&lt;br /&gt;when, with elation&lt;br /&gt;you will greet yourself arriving&lt;br /&gt;at your own door, in your own mirror&lt;br /&gt;and each will smile at the other's welcome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and say, sit here. Eat.&lt;br /&gt;You will love again the stranger who was your self.&lt;br /&gt;Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart&lt;br /&gt;to itself, to the stranger who has loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your life, whom you ignored&lt;br /&gt;for another, who knows you by heart.&lt;br /&gt;Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photographs, the desperate notes,&lt;br /&gt;peel your own image from the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Sit. Feast on your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-4973777138383417726?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/4973777138383417726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=4973777138383417726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4973777138383417726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4973777138383417726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/10/november.html' title='November.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsGmhcXwGa0/Tq9eqawzdcI/AAAAAAAA3dw/y5QIcL0Mpy0/s72-c/IMG_9810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Binjiang, Hangzhou, Zhejiang, China</georss:featurename><georss:point>30.208487 120.212021</georss:point><georss:box>30.1536325 120.133057 30.263341500000003 120.29098499999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1822326947784399592</id><published>2011-09-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:09:40.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Princess Regina.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxqUZ6kz94/Tnaj1T1cWLI/AAAAAAAA3Nc/4OS7Sduajig/s1600/Picture+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxqUZ6kz94/Tnaj1T1cWLI/AAAAAAAA3Nc/4OS7Sduajig/s320/Picture+035.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever 10 , forever in our Hearts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; 2 years have passed since we last held &amp;nbsp;her.. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7290451-1822326947784399592?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1822326947784399592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1822326947784399592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1822326947784399592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1822326947784399592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-princess-regina.html' title='Happy Birthday Princess Regina.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxqUZ6kz94/Tnaj1T1cWLI/AAAAAAAA3Nc/4OS7Sduajig/s72-c/Picture+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3189303388112796189</id><published>2011-09-15T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:08:50.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>09/20/2011  2 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8rK07SzIUU/TnGj-u5CJtI/AAAAAAAA3NU/gmemo0MOc28/s1600/ingel99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8rK07SzIUU/TnGj-u5CJtI/AAAAAAAA3NU/gmemo0MOc28/s320/ingel99.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;September 20th marks 2 years since Reginas passing. &amp;nbsp;We miss our girl and there isn't a day we don't think about her. :)&lt;br /&gt;Forever in our Hearts, forever loved.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-3189303388112796189?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3189303388112796189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3189303388112796189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3189303388112796189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3189303388112796189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/09/09202011-2-years.html' title='09/20/2011  2 years'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8rK07SzIUU/TnGj-u5CJtI/AAAAAAAA3NU/gmemo0MOc28/s72-c/ingel99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2972614949730608997</id><published>2011-07-22T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:55:37.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July in Hangzhou</title><content type='html'>Life in Hangzhou is different. Heat and humidity are not comparable to any other place I have lived before. It Rains almost every day and now we have heatwave &amp;nbsp;giving us hard time Today thermostat read 43C in shade.. WTF?? and humidity is about 100%. It feels like I live &amp;nbsp;in Sauna. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I have no desire to go outside &amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;Our apartment sucks big time . It looks great , but ... HOT water runs out in every 2 minutes because boiler is only 11 liters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COuntertops are to low and sinks &amp;nbsp;are to small. Hardly any dirty dishes fit in them. &amp;nbsp; NOW , AC is powerful, but it &amp;nbsp;is not central. It is manual. It sits in one corner and blows cold air to our necks, and because of that I got a cold... Just before my trip to ESTONIA :(. When I turn of AC , room gets HOT as hell within minutes. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our elevators are also not air conditioned and are STINKY hot inside. &amp;nbsp;I am telling you. I am living now as &amp;nbsp;normal chinese person. What a life. Only difference is, I get stared at everywhere, people stop and look &amp;nbsp;and point and whisper. I hate it :( I also hate suburb life here. Not my thing. I really started LOVING beijing. Traffic sucked, but I was getting used to it. ...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving from Beijing to Hangzhou, we &amp;nbsp;visited US for 11 days. California First. Nick got really sick and had to be on antibiotics the whole trip. We argued a lot &amp;nbsp;because he felt like his vacation was "stolen" from him... AND he was the one who needed a real vacation.&lt;br /&gt;California did not disappoint me. I loved our Aliso viejo Renaissance club and sport hotel &amp;nbsp;and I loved seeing familiar faces and i LOVED FOOD&amp;gt; OH, I had no idea how much I missed it till I tasted it.. .MMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;From cali we flew to Washington DC. &amp;nbsp;It was our first time :D Gabriel loved every minute of it. I also got to meet my dear friend Leila there who actually lives in Cali, but was visiting area... &amp;nbsp;SO MUCH FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, we ended our trip in NY. AGAIN. I FELL IN LOVE WITH THIS CITY ALL OVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last time I visited NY was in 1999 I think. Or was it 2000 ?? &amp;nbsp;Anyway. SO &amp;nbsp;much energy, so much life and &amp;nbsp;so many beautiful people. If I only was single... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are back in Hangzhou and I have 4 more days before my trip to ESTONIA!! CAN't wait. I am going alone, because Nick thinks it is important for Gabe to learn some more chinese, and he is going to be staying to &amp;nbsp;his Aunt Jinsongs apartment for 3 weeks :D &amp;nbsp;Great . So , nick will get his "vacation" and break from us. But he will be working his assssss offf....:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are having awesome summer, and heat is not as bad as it is here:D&lt;br /&gt;I POSTED SOME OF OUR TRIP PHOTOS To MY FLICKR albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/caliwitch"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/caliwitch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.. In a way Cali trip was little hard for me.. I wish Regina was here...xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2972614949730608997?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2972614949730608997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2972614949730608997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2972614949730608997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2972614949730608997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-in-hangzhou.html' title='July in Hangzhou'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3866210755782799150</id><published>2011-06-14T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:59:11.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upset, and missing my Girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I just watched The real housewives of OC reunions. &amp;nbsp; I was angry. &amp;nbsp;Not because &amp;nbsp;gretccccchen &amp;nbsp;or Alexa &amp;nbsp; but because &amp;nbsp;how &amp;nbsp;Slade has no compassion towards his ex and their son. &amp;nbsp;I was in awww when I heard not a single word about &amp;nbsp;I hope G gets better, or cancer never comes back, or &amp;nbsp;WE ( Gretchen and Slade ) going to be there for Gray forever.. &amp;nbsp;I WAS MAD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;When Regina was patient in CHLA we had the chance to see slade and his son couple of times in CHLA. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Let me tell you. I was not surprised. &amp;nbsp;All the nurses were around them, babying, awing. hihihihiing &amp;nbsp;and so on. &amp;nbsp;Of course "he was a celebrity" . I even told slade when passing him that I LOVE the show he is on. &amp;nbsp;And I did &amp;nbsp;not lie . I really love OC housewives. B U T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;WHen I went to CHLA I already had &amp;nbsp;history with St Jude. ANd awesome history. I was trained well to take care of cancer patient. &amp;nbsp; In CHLA at first I hated it. &amp;nbsp;Everything was done differently. &amp;nbsp; REgina had broviac line and her dressing was changed differently. &amp;nbsp;First time we got a rude asian nurse. And Now I get it why she was rude. In asia people are like this. &amp;nbsp;THey don't care if someone gets hurt . They are just doing their thing. ... And regina got hurt during her &amp;nbsp;dressing change. &amp;nbsp;Nurse rubbed her &amp;nbsp;skin with rubbing alcohol until she was RAW. Her skin was red and she was in tears, but she was not crying. &amp;nbsp;I told the nurse to slow down and do it in my way, because I know what works with my girl. .. &amp;nbsp;Nurse did not listen to me. &amp;nbsp;She said this is how it &amp;nbsp;is easier to do for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I called &amp;nbsp;to CHLA the same day and complained and I got &amp;nbsp;reply from head nurse or whoever she was. &amp;nbsp; " I am sorry mrs Tan , we know you are &amp;nbsp; experienced &amp;nbsp;MOM, but we actually have the best &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;system to change line dressings &amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp;blahblahbalba... I just listened to her and told her... IS IT OK TO 7 Year old skin to start bleeding during line change? Is it ok to get infected while her counts are low? &amp;nbsp; I was told sorry and we look into it.... And from that &amp;nbsp;day on THAT &amp;nbsp;NURSE never really spoke to me again. BUT she did spoke to other cute cancer patients. and I felt sick. I don't like that nurse to this day. &amp;nbsp;She was taking sides , and not thinking about patients. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;And &amp;nbsp;that nurse was always all over SLade and his son. I was it , we were right there getting hard chemo, Regina throwing up , &amp;nbsp;sad.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But whenever we got there, she never even made eye contact or bothered to say HI, Regina, how are you doing. You are so cute today, Look at your dress... We saw how she treated other patients, She was very selective...... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I felt she was very unfair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;BUT ,, Regina did have her favorite nurses one of her was Marlene. &amp;nbsp;She always made us smile and laugh.:) &amp;nbsp;And we are thankful that we get to see such an passionate person who truly cared about her patients. &amp;nbsp; Everybody loved her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Anyway. I know, I still feel bitter towards some people in my past, but I can't change it. &amp;nbsp;I know it is time to give up and move on &amp;nbsp;and focus all the good there is. &amp;nbsp;But at least once a week I hear stories from people I know how their loved ones were miss treated..... just because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;AHH... I just hope that Slade will &amp;nbsp;step out or Gretchens shadow and starts &amp;nbsp; doing what he is supposed to. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Being a mom to a cancer kid is hard, &amp;nbsp;and I can't imagine how hard it is to have an ex who is dad to that boy who's lis fighting hard every day to &amp;nbsp;m a ke &amp;nbsp; it &amp;nbsp; work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I just hope &amp;nbsp;it stops soon, because it is not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;OC &amp;nbsp;housewives and husbands need to grow up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/7290451-3866210755782799150?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3866210755782799150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3866210755782799150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3866210755782799150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3866210755782799150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/06/upset-and-missing-my-girl.html' title='Upset, and missing my Girl.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6006971035247610090</id><published>2011-06-12T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T03:51:40.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5U5fbuNAc_I/TfSQ-0qzwqI/AAAAAAAA2KA/gJSeGxBiDMo/s1600/IMG_8261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="94" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5U5fbuNAc_I/TfSQ-0qzwqI/AAAAAAAA2KA/gJSeGxBiDMo/s320/IMG_8261.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb8d6abuZaI/TfSMMRLGuxI/AAAAAAAA2Hs/gecBM_tKfUc/s1600/IMG_8410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb8d6abuZaI/TfSMMRLGuxI/AAAAAAAA2Hs/gecBM_tKfUc/s320/IMG_8410.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-lp6Uqopk4/TfSVWlzhYPI/AAAAAAAA2LM/vrO8fR3fhSM/s1600/IMG_7925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-lp6Uqopk4/TfSVWlzhYPI/AAAAAAAA2LM/vrO8fR3fhSM/s400/IMG_7925.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkgaCj6vEO4/TfSV21Ws-_I/AAAAAAAA2L4/0CsXopvorYU/s1600/IMG_7904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkgaCj6vEO4/TfSV21Ws-_I/AAAAAAAA2L4/0CsXopvorYU/s400/IMG_7904.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3LiJMxkwJI/TfSXxHWeYlI/AAAAAAAA2MA/Rvuzo8rWbzY/s1600/IMG_7781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3LiJMxkwJI/TfSXxHWeYlI/AAAAAAAA2MA/Rvuzo8rWbzY/s400/IMG_7781.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HiLFzJKZmMg/TfSM3U4VQbI/AAAAAAAA2H0/f_v5Yjtforg/s1600/IMG_8399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HiLFzJKZmMg/TfSM3U4VQbI/AAAAAAAA2H0/f_v5Yjtforg/s320/IMG_8399.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updates are as rare as rain in Beijing. &amp;nbsp;It is extremely hard to please my bilingual crowd. &amp;nbsp;Living in China &amp;nbsp;is not easy, and writing &amp;nbsp;in English in CHina is very hard. I really do prefer Estonian language &amp;nbsp;here. Very weird. English is not my first &amp;nbsp;or second language. It is my 4th language. &amp;nbsp;I was born in Estonia and my first language was Estonian. I think in third grade I started learning &amp;nbsp;Russian, and then &amp;nbsp;in high school I mastered my beginning level of Finnish. I think I was alright in finnish. &amp;nbsp; And right now I am studying mandarin Chinese. &amp;nbsp; IT is hard. VERY hard. I can understand a lot, and I nod my head when people tell me something, but I can't answer to all the questions yet. &amp;nbsp; My vocabulary is basic, but I am learning every day new words. I guess I am just way to shy and self&amp;nbsp;conscientious about how I say it and because &amp;nbsp;of that I prefer to keep my mouth shut. I hate repeating one sentence 10 times with different tones. I feel like moron when people don't understand me :( And I admire those who learned to speak fluently within a year. :) GOod Job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aHIie8fQ38/TfSOUU8fYrI/AAAAAAAA2I0/37fkqIBQNO8/s1600/IMG_8361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_aHIie8fQ38/TfSOUU8fYrI/AAAAAAAA2I0/37fkqIBQNO8/s320/IMG_8361.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT, BUT, BUT. &amp;nbsp;In 10 days my boy G will turn 10. brr. I wan't him to skip 10 and turn 11 instead. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Those who have been following our story know that &amp;nbsp;Regina passed away 1 day after her 10th birthday AND past 2 weeks, have been like a big nightmare. &amp;nbsp;I have been dreaming about her a lot, &amp;nbsp;nice dreams, scary dreams, night horrors. &amp;nbsp;I have been waking up sweaty &amp;nbsp;because I had a dream I KILLED HER. I had a dream she drowned in big sea of water. I dreamed that &amp;nbsp;she was back and to stay. It has been 2 weeks of very confusing dreams. &lt;br /&gt;At first I did not understand why, but I am sure, it is something to do with Gabriel turning 10. &amp;nbsp;AND WE LOVE GABRIEL , WE LOVE THAT HE IS TURNING 10. I just want PAST &amp;nbsp;to stop hunting me and &amp;nbsp;i want to enjoy TODAY, not feeling guilty enjoying it. I hope I make some sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in 10 days will be last day of 4th grade for Gabriel and this year has been full on challenges. &amp;nbsp;It has been academically very hard year for Gabriel. His behavior has been "NOT GOOD" according to teachers, and great according to our friends. I know GABRIEL is little different and he has been doing lot of testing when it comes to her teacher, but to be honest, &amp;nbsp;we are not used to THIS KIND OF TEACHER who can't handle kids, and blames it on kid, that KID makes her look bad in front of the class??? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I guess Gabriel has been bulling his new teacher this year. WOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TU-umlrDZg/TfSO8LxPSHI/AAAAAAAA2JU/3HTIzNP4tFg/s1600/IMG_8358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TU-umlrDZg/TfSO8LxPSHI/AAAAAAAA2JU/3HTIzNP4tFg/s320/IMG_8358.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He did confess that he has not been easy on teacher &amp;nbsp;because it is just boring in his class. &amp;nbsp;and very slow. OK. &lt;br /&gt;Being a parent is H A R D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is excited to go to his new school in hangzhou. HE LOOKS forward to it. Our new apartment is in walking distance from school and we love it :D I WILL NOT MISS OUT in school activities :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last-- We are moving to hangzhou in june 24th. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Can't wait to look out of our new apartment window and enjoy beautiful river view ( NOT LOOKING forward to our &amp;nbsp;bitch, witch landlord lady though). &amp;nbsp;hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND AFTER ALL THAT. We will &amp;nbsp;travel to USA :D CALI June 29th to 6th ( we are leaving to DC on early morning on 6th of July). &amp;nbsp;So if you wanna see us let me know @ dianatan78@gmail.com &amp;nbsp; We have NOTHING planned for 4th of July yet, -- I HAD PLANS, but my CALI BFF is going away with her hubby :( . SO IF you have something exciting going on and have a bedroom floor for 3 of us let us know . We really want to celebrate 4th of july with &amp;nbsp; people we know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend 2 days in DC and then 2 days in New York. &amp;nbsp; Gabriel wants to see the white house and Lady of Liberty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6006971035247610090?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6006971035247610090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6006971035247610090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6006971035247610090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6006971035247610090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-updates-are-as-rare-as-rain-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5U5fbuNAc_I/TfSQ-0qzwqI/AAAAAAAA2KA/gJSeGxBiDMo/s72-c/IMG_8261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1019905167028162313</id><published>2011-05-15T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T04:36:17.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;'ve been often asked: " Diana, how are you doing? How are things? How is your life?" and so on. &amp;nbsp;But the hardest question I got couple of days ago. &amp;nbsp;It was so hard to answer, I had to bit inside of my cheek so hard it bleed. &amp;nbsp;I did it because I did not want to start bowling like a baby . But I started crying anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I was asked once - " Do I ever revisit "THAT" day?" What she meant was the day Regina passed away. &amp;nbsp;The question itself is great question. But it is the hardest one to answer without tears..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;My answer is. &amp;nbsp;"Of Course I revisit that day. I do it almost every day. &amp;nbsp; For about 6 or 7 months after Reginas passing i refused to think about it. I only had slide show in my mind about what had happened. I remember us there smiling around her, I remember her taking her last breath, I remember &amp;nbsp;me looking at my husband and then pressing my left ear against Reginas heart, and I remember &amp;nbsp;feeling happy for a second because she is &amp;nbsp;no longer hurting. And then I remember &amp;nbsp;deep sadness and darkness and fog. Fog, that I could not cut through . Fog , made everything we did look like it happened in slow motion. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;I Remember that everything what &amp;nbsp;happened that day and forward &amp;nbsp; , was not How I wanted &amp;nbsp;it to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Past few months that slideshow is no longer slideshow. I &amp;nbsp;have been able to allow myself to go back to that day and remember every feeling, every smell, every word that was said , I am no longer afraid to go back &amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp;I am no longer scared to shred a tear or 2. or more. &amp;nbsp; I realized that this pain I am feeling will never go away, and me hiding it will not make it better. &amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;am no longer afraid and embarrassed &amp;nbsp;when I have meltdown in some random store &amp;nbsp;or place because something there reminded me of Regina. &amp;nbsp;And when something reminds me of her, then the second memory that I get is the day she passed away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;So &amp;nbsp;yes, I revisit "That" day to often, but I guess it is mu choice and you can't judge me for it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Mothers day this year was hard. &amp;nbsp;Her last mothers day meal for me was .. heehe.. &amp;nbsp;Was Onion sandwich which consisted of 2 slices of white bread and sliced yellow onion between them. &amp;nbsp;I just opened my eyes and she was there with her sandwich :D She asked me if I want to eat it right away, but I told her &amp;nbsp;I am going to do it in a minute. I took a bite to &amp;nbsp;show her that mmmm... it is good... But .. I secretly &amp;nbsp;took onions and put them to trash can :D I ate the bread and &amp;nbsp;she asked again, if I liked it. I smiled again and said .. OF COURSE, &amp;nbsp; you make the best sandwiches....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;That was our last Mothers day , and second Mothers day in a row I have cried because I miss &amp;nbsp;My happy carefree &amp;nbsp; Baby Girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&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/7290451-1019905167028162313?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1019905167028162313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1019905167028162313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1019905167028162313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1019905167028162313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/05/ve-been-often-asked-diana-how-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1734050719731080581</id><published>2011-05-12T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:48:15.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;It has been a while since my last post. &amp;nbsp;I have been blogging lot more in ESTONIAN, &amp;nbsp;and I am very active in Faceuebook. &amp;nbsp; In a way, I do feel like maybe it is time for me to close this blog and leave, but I &amp;nbsp;can't do it. I wan't to write, I want to let you know how we are and how we feel. Sadly, I don't find that &amp;nbsp;energy in me to blog in 2 languages anymore. I am choosing Estonian &amp;nbsp;over English, and if you speak Estonian you are one lucky person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quick update. We still live in Beijing. &amp;nbsp; At least for couple of more months. We just rented apartment in Hangzhou. &amp;nbsp;Rental process was a mess. apartment had NO oven, NO washer dryer, NO DISHWASHER, and no Central heating and RENT FOR IT WAS 12 000 yuan ( google it how much it is in your money). &amp;nbsp;BUT it has gorgeous River views and great layout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Apartment &amp;nbsp;comes with NASTY landlord. We &amp;nbsp;lowered price from 12000 to 10000. Requested Washer dryer combo and OVEN in. She did it. And then told us WE HAVE TO PAY &amp;nbsp;half of the price IF WE want ti. &amp;nbsp;OK. No big deal. 5000 Yuan . OK... Next surprise--- She told us WE have to pay association fee??? REALLY????? &amp;nbsp; WE &amp;nbsp;argued until she decided FINE, no association fee... THEN she came back and told us that &amp;nbsp;whatever satellite we want it is 2000 Yuan ( association fee). Well in reality it is only about 300 yuan... &amp;nbsp; THAT Fing biotch is business woman. We were about to drop out , but then I told nick. Do you really want to start from beginning? Non of the other apartments had oven or dishwasher or dryer in. And they did not have a view like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Anyway, we got it, but I keep my fingers crossed that she stays away &amp;nbsp;OR co operates with us when something goes wrong. Summers in Hangzhou are HOT and winters COLD. ANd she IS one cold hearted bitch who just cares about money....( so do I but I still am better landlord...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;BTW, someone stole our family identities and posed as US on Facebook. I just found out. That 21 year &amp;nbsp;old is charged with &amp;nbsp;8 counts of some sort of fraud. &amp;nbsp;So guys, if you come across some weird website that has OUR faces but not our names, PLEASE let us know. &amp;nbsp;Right now we know that we were named GIGI, Debra (I think), Nick and Gabe Heart. Regina ( GIGI) was born on January 25th 2001 and died January 26th 2011 ( WOW, she was &amp;nbsp;still alive &amp;nbsp;and what the heck was I mourning about ????). Anyway- i think 8 more families are in same deep shit we are in. HOPING FOR A FAST solution and maximum sentence to Crystal van &amp;nbsp;something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;That is pretty much it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;OH, and I turned 33 on may 8th. I am soo OLD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG90KJgbNgA/Tcvhu2aS-4I/AAAAAAAA0Q8/phzPB6tI6R4/s1600/IMG_8563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG90KJgbNgA/Tcvhu2aS-4I/AAAAAAAA0Q8/phzPB6tI6R4/s320/IMG_8563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xSjgy86Zktg/TcvjQYzmexI/AAAAAAAA0RE/58giULU-yN8/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xSjgy86Zktg/TcvjQYzmexI/AAAAAAAA0RE/58giULU-yN8/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LiToS0PZ4kY/TcvlwcktF3I/AAAAAAAA0RM/yZ3JOMaMg9M/s1600/IMG_5868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LiToS0PZ4kY/TcvlwcktF3I/AAAAAAAA0RM/yZ3JOMaMg9M/s320/IMG_5868.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmsV6xp8ky0/Tcvmu0LPWKI/AAAAAAAA0Rc/ewPB5rVY_so/s1600/IMG_8491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BmsV6xp8ky0/Tcvmu0LPWKI/AAAAAAAA0Rc/ewPB5rVY_so/s1600/IMG_8491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KfRuTh4cXo/TcvnT_uhDiI/AAAAAAAA0Rg/aEWk3juhgjg/s1600/IMG_8008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KfRuTh4cXo/TcvnT_uhDiI/AAAAAAAA0Rg/aEWk3juhgjg/s1600/IMG_8008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Di&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1734050719731080581?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1734050719731080581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1734050719731080581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1734050719731080581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1734050719731080581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/05/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG90KJgbNgA/Tcvhu2aS-4I/AAAAAAAA0Q8/phzPB6tI6R4/s72-c/IMG_8563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2063125807868916769</id><published>2011-03-06T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T04:04:36.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Now that I live in Beijing with my family, I feel like I see Nick less and less. He travels a lot between hangzhou where his &amp;nbsp;main office is . Usually he comes to Beijing for a weekend, and then &amp;nbsp;goes back to Hangzhou for a week.&lt;br /&gt;And NOW, he took off again to go to USA for &amp;nbsp;a week. &amp;nbsp;UGH. &amp;nbsp;Hi Lonely females-lets unite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time Nick travels to USA, he writes a long list of things he has to bring back. &amp;nbsp;Even though we live in Beijing, and everything is available here, &amp;nbsp;quality and price &amp;nbsp;is what matters. &amp;nbsp; And in china we do not get quality and we do not get good price . So this time nick has to &amp;nbsp;come back with-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Almonds from costco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walnuts from costco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toothpaste from costco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rembrandt toothpaste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toothbrashes from costco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chewing gum I like and is too expensive here in beijing( triple the price)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plastic wrap( gling wrap)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alcohol from tax free shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MacBook pro( new generation)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canon 5D mark 2 ( hope he gets it this time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;different goat cheeses&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cereals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my perfum- Armani diamond Intense ( way to expensive in China)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skin care products&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salsa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to send him to TJ maxx for a shopping trip, but He can't handle this kind of shopping ;) So no new shoes for me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are &amp;nbsp;also slowly getting ready for our next move . YES.. After Gabriels school is out, we are going to take a short trip to USA, and then we are going to pack our bags and move to Hangzhou. I am not excited about it. &amp;nbsp;BUT , &amp;nbsp;I am not really against it ether. I am just getting used to Beijing lifestyle, meeting people, &amp;nbsp;I know where everything is .. &amp;nbsp;ANd now I have to start from BEGINNING AGAIn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was told at one of the parties Nick and I attended ( where everybody LOVED hangzhou), that it will be easier there for me to meet people, get to know places, and make hangzhou my home, since it is smaller, and expat community there is &amp;nbsp;also smaller, and people are "tight". So Hopefully they are right, and if they are not, I will find them on Facebook, and let them know that they were W R O N G :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About Gabriel. He is &amp;nbsp;not doing very well in his new school. &amp;nbsp;We still have no PTA, and sadly, i believe that we are stuck with teacher, who is not really doing her job as passionately as we are used to. &amp;nbsp;Gabriels grades last semester were not the best, and it made us go WHAT ??? you like math and know math and you got C?? WHAT? Not possible... 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But I know one day I will get a second chance to &amp;nbsp;see her and that time we will not be separated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1d-74DPpOf0/TXN39lNeI8I/AAAAAAAAwJE/NTXFWWI9Sa8/s1600/Picture+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-1d-74DPpOf0/TXN39lNeI8I/AAAAAAAAwJE/NTXFWWI9Sa8/s320/Picture+046.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;xoxoxox Regina.R.I P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2063125807868916769?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2063125807868916769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2063125807868916769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2063125807868916769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2063125807868916769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/03/that-i-live-in-beijing-with-my-family-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rMuzY1OOFQ8/TXNtCRlhq3I/AAAAAAAAwGk/SzJ_uqEskVA/s72-c/IMG_0262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-756055398259950748</id><published>2011-02-24T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:07:35.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>798 Art district./art zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muLtzD_bM9A/TWZI9jesy2I/AAAAAAAAvpc/_r7CQiQ_5_E/s1600/IMG_1406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muLtzD_bM9A/TWZI9jesy2I/AAAAAAAAvpc/_r7CQiQ_5_E/s320/IMG_1406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;https://picasaweb.google.com/dianatan78/Feb242011#&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/dianatan78/Feb242011#"&gt;798 art zone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I had an opportunity to visit art district 798, that is about 10 km from us. &amp;nbsp; Quote from space website.--&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;eginning in 2002, artists and cultural organizations began to divide, rent out, and re-make the factory spaces, gradually developing them into galleries, art centers, artists' studios, design companies, restaurants, and bars.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It became a "Soho-esque" area of international character, replete with "loft living," attracting attention from all around.&amp;nbsp;Bringing together contemporary art, architecture, and culture with a historically interesting location and an urban lifestyle, "798" has evolved into a cultural concept, of interest to experts and normal folk alike, influential on our concepts of both urban culture and living space.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IK4sQX79iE/TWZIMMWKXII/AAAAAAAAvpI/tfCC_cZdnic/s1600/IMG_4811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IK4sQX79iE/TWZIMMWKXII/AAAAAAAAvpI/tfCC_cZdnic/s320/IMG_4811.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I went there with Jan. Jan lives in same apartment complex where we live and her son is 3rd grader in Canadian International school. Gabriel and Jason LOVE playing together and they have similar sense of humor. Anyway, &amp;nbsp;Jan asked if I &amp;nbsp;am busy &amp;nbsp;today and if not , do I want to have lunch with her. &amp;nbsp; I told her that NO &amp;nbsp;i am not busy and YES lunch sounds great. She asked if I ever been to 798 , and since I heard so many good things about &amp;nbsp;it and never been there yet, i said LETS DO IT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQK7tH4XToA/TWZHQ6bjG7I/AAAAAAAAvoo/iwvY4eJKGWw/s1600/IMG_1303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="94" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQK7tH4XToA/TWZHQ6bjG7I/AAAAAAAAvoo/iwvY4eJKGWw/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4l7PhqyxVc/TWZHKg3YaVI/AAAAAAAAvok/x1tVhb2T-70/s1600/IMG_1289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4l7PhqyxVc/TWZHKg3YaVI/AAAAAAAAvok/x1tVhb2T-70/s320/IMG_1289.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Those who live in california and have ever been to Laguna Beach art festival &amp;nbsp;have idea how this place looks like. But art zone is so much bigger, and lot more fun. There are 100ds of &amp;nbsp;galleries, &amp;nbsp;bars, restaurants. Art everywhere, some look like un organized mess, some super cool. Some boring art, but most of it is pretty damn cool. &amp;nbsp;Since Jan is Chinese &amp;nbsp;she speaks chinese, I had opportunity to hear from &amp;nbsp;artists who were there about their work . &amp;nbsp; I have my fave artists in china, and I was so happy to see that 2 of them had their galleries up. &amp;nbsp;I mentioned Jan that YASHOW ( market, that sells all the fake stuff, ) I s also ripping off artists work and selling it there. Jan mentioned it to one of the artists , and he said that &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;once he went to Yashow, and pretended that he is interested BUYING his own &amp;nbsp;"art", ( fake stuff), he wanted to know prices and who makes it... haha. He &amp;nbsp;was told art is 80 yuan ( about 11 dollars) &amp;nbsp;and it is original.. HAHAHAHA... &amp;nbsp;Well, his art sells for &amp;nbsp;800-50 000 Yuan or more so &amp;nbsp;there you go.. ORIGINAL.. He said he can do nothing to control people profiting off his work. It is sad, but &amp;nbsp;there is no way to control this kind of activity in &amp;nbsp;China :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;I did buy couple of affordable smaller &amp;nbsp;art pieces, &amp;nbsp;and found perfect gift for Nick ( his 45th birthday is on 31st of March).. ;) When time is right I will let you know what it is, and why I bought it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8oE6R2vLMgQ/TWZHgA-8a9I/AAAAAAAAvos/JOEHpWFulo8/s1600/IMG_1307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8oE6R2vLMgQ/TWZHgA-8a9I/AAAAAAAAvos/JOEHpWFulo8/s320/IMG_1307.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Also another &amp;nbsp;mental note that I took was.. Asians love &amp;nbsp;Sex, nudity, pornographic images, erotica and it is widely displayed in their art work. Some do it very classy way, some stay vulgar. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Well, Jan and I both noticed that BUTT's are &amp;nbsp;very popular &amp;nbsp;focus points in many artists works. &amp;nbsp;Only explanation I could come up with -- don't laugh, and my Asian friends who are reading this blog -- DON't BE MAD ;).. Since &amp;nbsp;Chinese woman in general have flat butts ( yes), and asian guys love BUTTs , then they display the love for butts in their artwork. And oh boy, those butt s in their art were perfect. &amp;nbsp;One of my fave artists Loui , whose works were up-- http://blog.sina.com.cn/yinxianggearts &amp;nbsp; actually &amp;nbsp;made his art about small feet, that have part in Chinese history , but those tiny feet were tied together with huge round butts. His art is amazing. AMAZING, and guy itself was full of life explaining why he does it, and he even showed us how tiny some of those tiny shoes that were made for &amp;nbsp;those tiny binded ( spelling feet) . If you are interested in food binding &amp;nbsp;check out this wiki about foot binding.--http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foot_binding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXoIbz-PLM8/TWZHu4su2_I/AAAAAAAAvo0/nopujnikoK8/s1600/IMG_1315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DXoIbz-PLM8/TWZHu4su2_I/AAAAAAAAvo0/nopujnikoK8/s320/IMG_1315.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;My feet started hurting &amp;nbsp;after I saw those shoes up close and personal. Sadly I was not allowed to take any photos of his work:( But I encourage you to check out all links I post in this blog today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Another artis who has been in my mind a lot lately is Fang Min &amp;nbsp;http://shangzun.kuaile800.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also purchased one of his smaller pieces ( baby faces with ladybug). His art is tibet monks &amp;nbsp;inspired. BUGS and monks :D His gallery made me smile :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;798 zone is also great home for many great photographers. &amp;nbsp;And I really wish I had more time to &amp;nbsp;enjoy their work. But i fell in love with &amp;nbsp;YangZi work. It was simple, but so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/sunartspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Anyway. I felt good today. Art zone is &amp;nbsp;in Beijing, but it does not feel like beijing at all. &amp;nbsp;I love its &amp;nbsp;vibe, people, &amp;nbsp;food, mood... 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To much banging, to many firecrackers waking me up middle of the night and too much food to make me fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny to think that I AM aunt to 3 100% Chinese kids from ages 4-21. &amp;nbsp;Funny to think that I am aunt &amp;nbsp;to 2 &amp;nbsp;100% Estonian kids from ages 2-11. Weird to think that &amp;nbsp;Gabriel &amp;nbsp;has &amp;nbsp;cousins in China and in Estonia. &amp;nbsp; It would be SO cool to have international &amp;nbsp;family reunion .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I had a wonderful opportunity to celebrate Chinese New year/ Spring festival with my husbands family who lives in Wanzhou( Chongqing district). About 3 hour plain flight from Beijing, and then 4 hour car drive from Chongqing to Wanzhou. &amp;nbsp;Let me just tell you this at first. I have been to wanzhou before, BUT I was there before &amp;nbsp;Beijing become my home. NOW I appreciate Beijing so much more. Beijing is clean compared to Wanzhou, it is not as overcrowded as Wanzhou and chongqing, and people in Beijing now actually have &amp;nbsp;better manners &amp;nbsp;to compared to Wanzhou. &amp;nbsp;And Cars don't honk in Beijing as much as in Wanzhou, and people don't spit as much they do in Wanzhou. And also food is better and restaurants are cleaner here in Beijing. So I am very happy, that I am in BEIJING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So , we spent 6 days with Nicks sister. Her sister lives on 11th floor. No elevator. &amp;nbsp; So lot of stairs to walk. Nicks brothers live &amp;nbsp;very close by and Nicks dad lives about 2 kilometers from Nicks sister, so their family pretty much lives next door to each other. Nick is the BLACK sheep of the family.. &amp;nbsp;Thanks do diana ;).. But Nick also mentioned, that he could NEVER see him self in Wanzhou. And I can see why. That city is not HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, people in Wanzhou do not use heaters. Weather is cold about -4 C right now. &amp;nbsp; People do weird things there. They wear many layers of clothes to keep them warm. They open their windows to let fresh air in ( air is more polluted than in Beijing). They sleep with layers of clothes on, and even eat clothes on. &amp;nbsp;Inside the houses you have to wear slippers. There are slippers for bathroom, to kitchen, to showers, to regular rooms. &amp;nbsp; Just slippers, slippers, slippers. &amp;nbsp;My feet got blisters on just switching slippers from room to room. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Food. Lot of eating. I gained about 8 pounds. Big breakfast, big lunches and big dinners. I tried to stay away from some of the meals, BUT family insisted, so I just sat there and ate, and smiled and ate some more. &amp;nbsp;and more. And drank lot of &amp;nbsp;beer, and wine, and hot water, and tea, and more wine, and more beer. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;This time around I stayed away from weird foods. &amp;nbsp;Well... Almost... &amp;nbsp;One night, after hard night of parting with friends we hit the street food place, and I accidentally ate something that was &amp;nbsp;most likely ( sure it was) Pigs brain. &amp;nbsp;I spit it out as fast as I could. Texture was just &amp;nbsp;nasty, and taste was yuck. Yuck, Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;But Nicks family respected my wishes, and this time around I was not served any turtles, or snakes or frogs. Can't stomach &amp;nbsp;them...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nick and I tried to sneak away to coffee houses and such, since we got cravings for &amp;nbsp;our normal stuff. &amp;nbsp;And coffee houses are very inconsistent with their coffee. Just like Chinese restaurants. &amp;nbsp;Even though you order same food twice, it never tastes the same, because chef is new, or &amp;nbsp;ingredients are little different, or more oil is used or more salt.. etc. Same with coffee. Day before we ordered Columbian, and decided to repeat our order. THis time around it was &amp;nbsp;as strong as espresso. &amp;nbsp;BLACK dark, tooo strong. Not bad, but not what we had ordered. When we requested info about what the heck is going on, we were informed that today they had different barista... duh.. Of course... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, nicks hometown was lot of fun, and Nicks family is great :D I really did enjoy spending time with them and &amp;nbsp;listening them talk Chinese with Sichuan &amp;nbsp;accent- btw- very different from Mandarin. I had hard time understanding even the easiest sentences. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second part of our spring break we spent here in Beijing with Nicks family. 5 of nicks family members came over to our Beijing apartment. &amp;nbsp;I finally got the taste of what it is to cook to a big family . I loved it. Nicks family ( sister, her husband , their daugther, and Nicks brothers wife and their 4 year old daughter LELE), &amp;nbsp;ate everything I cooked. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They wanted to eat western DIANAS cuisine and &amp;nbsp;they got it. I cooked dishes I usually cook for nick. Slow roasted ribs, &amp;nbsp;Curry Chicken, different potato dishes, different pastas. THEY ALL LOVED IT. &amp;nbsp;I was most impressed by Lele who is 4 years old. SHE ATE MY FOOD. MY FOOD. Are you serious? 4 year old eating my cooking.....lol.... I must be getting better. ;) &amp;nbsp; To be honest, I was little scared &amp;nbsp; when they came to visit us, because I thought they will NOT like western cooking, but they did and I am relieved and happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had busy schedule here in Beijing. I did not do anything together with them , since the moment I got home, my back completely &amp;nbsp;failed me . I was in deep deal of pain &amp;nbsp;and only managed to clean and cook.. But They had fun. They got to see what they wanted to see ( it is easier for them to navigate in Beijing, since they speak Chinese..duh)..lol. &amp;nbsp;When they left, &amp;nbsp;I felt sad :(&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed having them around, &amp;nbsp; and we all feel in love with LELE. &amp;nbsp; Especially Gabriel. 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And &amp;nbsp;to see Gabriel take good care of her was just &amp;nbsp;heartwarming. &amp;nbsp; I have never seen Gabriel care for ANYONE else like she did care for &amp;nbsp;Lele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we all had great time :D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6999317573817333443?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6999317573817333443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6999317573817333443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6999317573817333443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6999317573817333443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-new-yearagain.html' title='Happy New Year..again...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lIDtC7YPlQ8/TVqAz97zedI/AAAAAAAAu5U/7jhvv941uoA/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2397050223200908653</id><published>2011-01-27T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T04:21:51.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://caliwitch.smugmug.com/Events/Vango-Holiday-Party/15566432_ZbK5D#1166142208_2vv7c"&gt;Vango&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China has been most interesting experience in my life. &amp;nbsp;I would like to say &amp;nbsp;that i LOVE CHINA, I love Chinese culture and I love learning chinese language, but that is far from truth.&lt;br /&gt;Here are lot of fun and interesting things that make me go SAY WHAT? What just happened? HUH? Like for instance. It is NORMAL , that during rush hour car will stop in middle of intersection, because driver is simply confused and has no idea where to go. He /she stops for few minutes, IF he passed his exit, he &amp;nbsp;decides that it is OK to reverse his gear and &amp;nbsp;WEEEE all the way back to his exit.. YES&amp;lt; that is normal, and we all have to be ready for it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it is very normal to enter some building, and while opening door, someone pushes you away and enters before you. It is also NORMAL, to stand in line, and you feel other people pushing against you , like there is no space at all. &amp;nbsp;IT is ALSO very normal in airplanes. Before airplane stops &amp;nbsp;people stand up, take their carry on luggage out of storage and start pushing from back to front. &amp;nbsp;WHAT A LIFE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now to recent events. Chinese New Year is about to arrive. People are already going crazy buying gifts, tickets to their hometowns-- if you travel with train, don't leave it to last minute, simply because you may not get your ticket. Our Ayi's husband stood in line for 48 hours &amp;nbsp;for train ticket, and he got it but sadly his seats were in a wagon that has no toilet, water or heater... :( &amp;nbsp;48 hours? &amp;nbsp; I guess home calls. In comparison &amp;nbsp;our experience is different. we have money and can afford to fly, so it took my husband 5 minutes on phone and voilaaaa 3 tickets to Chungqing &amp;nbsp;were booked. &amp;nbsp;So yes, you heard it right. I am going to have REAL chinese spring festival/ new Years celebration with my hubbys family.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chinese &amp;nbsp; New year OR spring festival is the most important holiday in china. If you want to read more about it go to Wikipedia. &amp;nbsp;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_New_Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are going to spend 6 days with Nick family- Sister, brothers, father and then Nicks sister &amp;nbsp;Jinsong is coming to Beijing along with them comes Nicks brothers wife and her &amp;nbsp;3 year old daughter. &amp;nbsp; In a way I am excited , because it is new experience for me, but people who know me, KNOW that I can not handle family in large doses. And Nicks family is one of those Large families who gets together all the time and all they do is EAt, EAT, EAT and play Mahjong ( I dislike mahjong very much). I'd rather go to a movie, or &amp;nbsp;sit in a coffee house ( I start sounding like my husband). lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, Be ready for BIGGER ME, &amp;nbsp;5 days of large chinese breakfasts, lunches and dinners and Beer will &amp;nbsp;leave a huge mark on my ass.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like I mentioned celebrations have already started. My husbands company had party in Hangzhou and I wanted to fly over there to see my co workers in action ;) Well. &amp;nbsp;Traditional chinese party consists of huge elaborate dinner , &amp;nbsp;people usually don't dress up or make up, &amp;nbsp;who cares. I agree. &amp;nbsp;Dinner lasts about 3 hours -this time cold appetizers were some cold cuts, duck tongue , some weird fungus, bamboo shoots, pickles, etc.. Hot dishes included deep fried frogs, beef with french fries, deep fried duck ( my favorite) , slow cooked pork leg with chinese spices, , some chicken dish,and some weird fungus seafood soup. Food tasted great. Now fun part. Chinese dinners usually involve lot of drinking. IF YOU think Estonians and americans drink a lot, then think again. &amp;nbsp;Within &amp;nbsp;an hour &amp;nbsp;people toasted constantly, got drunk, threw up in restrooms, get back inside, drank again and ate more. &amp;nbsp;Toasting is part of Chinese dinner, and &amp;nbsp;all workers toasted with 3 big bosses. Nick his partner and our sales guy, who could not get my name out of his mind.... &amp;nbsp; Chinese have thing for me... I am telling you ;) &lt;br /&gt;After dinner we left dining area and entertainment part started. Almost all workers had prepared some &amp;nbsp;sort of entertainment piece- Some sang &amp;nbsp;karaoke, some told jokes, some read their favorite book, some made up some songs. Nick played his iPhone ( flute) amazing grace and told some sort of joke. &amp;nbsp; Since he is one of the big bosses people laughed ;) lol. &amp;nbsp;Also people won some raffle prizes 4 ipod shuffles, 2 Ipod touch and one Ipad. I was unlucky this time ;) I have great luck in love, so I did not complain much :D &amp;nbsp;It all ended around 11 PM and &amp;nbsp;all &amp;nbsp; left happily. BTW&amp;gt; the entertainment part did &amp;nbsp;not include any alcohol. I was bored. I thought I am going out to get myself chinese Rice wine or beer. All they served were sunflower seeds ( very normal in chinese events), tiny &amp;nbsp;clementines, lychee, and other fruit. &amp;nbsp;WTF?? Seriously. I needed some liquor. It all was in chinese, and I had to &amp;nbsp;stay somewhat sober to understand what was going on . Well, most likely next year I will entertain my fellow co workers, but this years &amp;nbsp; I refused to &amp;nbsp;do anything at all. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://caliwitch.smugmug.com/Events/Vango-Holiday-Party/15566432_ZbK5D#1166142208_2vv7c"&gt;http://caliwitch.smugmug.com/Events/Vango-Holiday-Party/15566432_ZbK5D#1166142208_2vv7c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2397050223200908653?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2397050223200908653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2397050223200908653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2397050223200908653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2397050223200908653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2011/01/chinese-life.html' title='Chinese Life.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3749787767862586691</id><published>2011-01-24T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T03:10:15.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year..</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Happy new year to you all. Luckily I am NOT late , since Chinese new year has not started yet;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, lot of time has passed since last posting, and lot has happened. &amp;nbsp;Quick recap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gabriel and I spent our Holidays in Estonia. This year it was extremely difficult for me. I am not even sure why, but I was the WORST guest &amp;nbsp;this year. Nothing made me happy. &amp;nbsp; And If I was happy for a second or 2 , extreme sadness came over me and robbed every piece of &amp;nbsp;lightness and joy I felt. &amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp; avoided talking about Regina, because I knew It would break me even more &amp;nbsp;and put me into that deep dark hole. &amp;nbsp;Second Christmas without my girl and I miss her even more than before. &amp;nbsp; Scary. &amp;nbsp;She is physically gone from our lives but she is in MY mind, in Nicks mind and in Gabriels mind 24/7. &amp;nbsp; I saw her smiling face everywhere- making snow angels, trying out foods and making grinning face, &amp;nbsp;trying to communicate with her Estonian BFF Krissu, &amp;nbsp; Smiling, giggling... UGH.. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not been able to &amp;nbsp;separate Regina from our current events. &amp;nbsp;Nothing feels same, and I know it will never will, So HOW am I going to learn to live &amp;nbsp;without her? &amp;nbsp;Will I ever ? Where do I find the strength to do so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, another Reason I am not speaking MY MIND about Regina and our issues with people who have not lost a &amp;nbsp;10 year old or 11 or 2 or 24 year old daugter/Son, BECAUSE, &amp;nbsp;I can't handle responses they are STILL giving me.. Oh, time willmake everything better, Don't worry, we understand, &amp;nbsp; Really, you still mourn, you still think about her ? etc. Some comments are acceptable, but I rather NOT feel that rush of anger towards people who &amp;nbsp;never experienced this kind of loss in their lives. &amp;nbsp; I can talk about my Sweet princess &amp;nbsp;HOURS, And HOURS, and HOURS, but seriously- who wants to hear same stories over and over and over again? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Srry.. Got little carried away with my own little problems, that by now should not be problems at all.. &amp;nbsp; BUT I am making little success .. I am already thinking about her more often and I am NOT afraid to think about happy times we had, questions she asked. &amp;nbsp;What I am afraid is-- EVERY time I think about those wonderful laughter filled times, It all ends with &amp;nbsp;her last hours with us.. And I remember her elevated &amp;nbsp;breathing, and heart rate, &amp;nbsp;and dark empty eyes, &amp;nbsp;her deep dark pupils, .. And it scares me , &amp;nbsp;I can't forget those last hours, &amp;nbsp;It feels like it was yesterday..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estonia was Great. I decided this year NOT to visit &amp;nbsp;Everyone. I mentioned couple of times where I am at, and if someone want's to see me , please come and see me. &amp;nbsp;I wan't to relax during my trips, and &amp;nbsp;plan my own time, and I feel like Estonia trips are like one big responsibility- I have to see this and that and third person because they are relatives and will be upset.. &amp;nbsp;Well, too bad. &amp;nbsp;I will be upset, if I can't see that and that and that person, because &amp;nbsp;I wan't to be happy to;) &amp;nbsp;So I wen't to places I wanted, did what I needed to do. ;) Gabriel had fun. I do go to Estonia mostly because of Gabriel, his grandparents, &amp;nbsp; my sister, my brother. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTUlCyczI/AAAAAAAArWo/Z3g1mm_rEvM/s1600/_MG_7851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTUlCyczI/AAAAAAAArWo/Z3g1mm_rEvM/s320/_MG_7851.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am sorry all you Glee fans. I swear. I did not watch it. I did not like first 7 episodes and I did not get it. &amp;nbsp;But now, NOW I LOVE IT. Glee is one of those shows in my opinion that &amp;nbsp;needs time to get used to it. &amp;nbsp;Myself , I am more CSI, Law and ORder: SVU , Bones and Castle kind of girl and when Glee came along and everyone was excited, I was like. HUH? you like what? YOu are who? Gleek? What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTo1l5q9I/AAAAAAAArWs/JAdB_bhvuN8/s1600/Picture+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTo1l5q9I/AAAAAAAArWs/JAdB_bhvuN8/s320/Picture+033.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway. Thanks to HULU I can watch Glee now. &amp;nbsp;Most recent episode was about "Christmas" . Well, it was formed after Grinch stole the Christmas. But what I was drawn to was that Cheerleader and her boyfriend who are in wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted Christmas miracle so badly , she believed in santa and all, and in the end she got it. &amp;nbsp;:D GOod for her. Her boyfriend got to walk &amp;nbsp;.. Even for a minute:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. If I believed in santa, and had one wish, &amp;nbsp; I am sure, you all know what I would wish for. ... EVEN writing this makes me tear up. &amp;nbsp;I was very angry with the show writers. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;How could they write such a story, how could they &amp;nbsp;make some 17 year old still believe in santa, and in the end she gets her wish???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTxbhUX2I/AAAAAAAArWw/lprzdoaNS30/s1600/Picture+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTxbhUX2I/AAAAAAAArWw/lprzdoaNS30/s320/Picture+016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WHAT ABOUT ME?? WHERE IS MY WISH? Where is Regina? &amp;nbsp;Smiling, running, happy , healthy? Where is my wish &amp;nbsp;about NO MORE PEDIATRIC CANCER, no more brain tumors, no more kids dying because of &amp;nbsp; cancer? WTF? I wan't my wish NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , &amp;nbsp;you have no idea how much work I still have to do before I find my "safe place". I am still lost in so many levels". At times I am still numb, I still hear other people blabbering about some weird pimple on their 2 year old, and I just smile and go. .OK, It will get better... &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I have one wish for myself.- I want to get better. I want to find safe place for myself. I &amp;nbsp;wan't to be me and not worry about people feeling pity &amp;nbsp;for me when I cry out of blue.&lt;br /&gt;I wan't to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDVK8a5qtI/AAAAAAAArXA/0HIisX5x3io/s1600/Picture+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDVK8a5qtI/AAAAAAAArXA/0HIisX5x3io/s320/Picture+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Miss my Girl Regina to Pieces...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5450421040311717839?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5450421040311717839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5450421040311717839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5450421040311717839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5450421040311717839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/12/was-i-only-one-who-did-not-watch-glee.html' title='Was I the only one who did not watch GLEE??'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TQDTUlCyczI/AAAAAAAArWo/Z3g1mm_rEvM/s72-c/_MG_7851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6118182924873291667</id><published>2010-12-07T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T03:53:39.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles :D</title><content type='html'>To be honest, I am not a very big fan of Chinese traditional medicine &amp;nbsp;for many reasons. First of all- most ( but not all) chinese "medicine Doctors" in China &amp;nbsp; don't know what they are doing. They COPY really good chinese medicine doctors and &amp;nbsp;then sell &amp;nbsp;FAKE PROMISES, to stupid Westerners who believe everything they say. &amp;nbsp;Lot of chinese medicine drugs &amp;nbsp; are not mixed in right proportions and are completely different what &amp;nbsp;the "box says". Lot of chinese medicine doctors tell you-- &amp;nbsp;YOUR STOMACH to cold, that is why You so sick. Keep your stomach warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to see my dermatologist here In beijing. She works in United &amp;nbsp;Family Hospital that is catered towards westerners, but lot of Asian locals who have money use it also. Anyway, I had acne facial today and &amp;nbsp; the smell of Chinese medicine herbs is still &amp;nbsp;lingering &amp;nbsp;somewhere deep in my skin..&lt;br /&gt;. Procedure was fun. Nurse, who is about my age came in, told me. &amp;nbsp;Lie down, keep your shoes on, keep your clothes on. I am sorry, bed to hard, and water to cold and so sorry I speak bad english. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did lye down. &amp;nbsp;She turned on the steamer, steamed my face for 5 minutes, and then applied the most wonderful smelling Chinese herbal acne mask. &amp;nbsp;Those of you, who have smelled ginseng mix of something something know what I am talking about...&lt;br /&gt;She told me- I don't know why I like to smell it every day, but I smell this mask every day, because it smells so good. Just like good nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure was it herbal mix or SOMETHING SOMETHING, or was it her, but I wanted to burst out laughing, but i just nodded and said- Indeed, it does smell wonderful. &amp;nbsp;THen she went on- People think that we chinese know everything about Chinese medicine, but we don't . We just use it, because &amp;nbsp;we are chinese and it is good for us.... &amp;nbsp;And it is cheeper than western medicine.. ANd sometimes it works, but sometimes it does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TP4fzw8R83I/AAAAAAAAqU0/MPXFjyPEjiY/s1600/_MG_7506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;FAke stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TP4fzw8R83I/AAAAAAAAqU0/MPXFjyPEjiY/s320/_MG_7506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Asked her if she has good Chinese medicine doctor to use? She said, she usually goes to her hometown to get all the medicines, because she does not trust lot of Beijing doctors.... ( Go figure- Because of us Stupid money paying &amp;nbsp;expats, Beijing is messed up)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had 15 minute conversation about "stuff"... &amp;nbsp;She applied this wonderful Diarrhea &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;colored mask to my face. Then she applied &amp;nbsp;plaster- that hardened and was supposed to &amp;nbsp;push all the CHINESE medicine herbs to my skin, and make it really pretty.. &amp;nbsp;I liked it, &amp;nbsp;I like stuff, that makes my skin tingle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &amp;nbsp;1 hour &amp;nbsp;we were done, and I left &amp;nbsp;United clinic smelling like , I just sat hour in some chinese medicine pot..&lt;br /&gt;The whole procedure costed me 360 kuai. AND it was worth it. &amp;nbsp;New pleasant experience ( finally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I am doing light chemical peel. Pricy, but I need it. My acne is getting worse and worse, and I can't control it by myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am very brave to do so. My trip to Estonia is on 17th of Dec. I am going to experience some serious skin peeling &amp;nbsp;there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6118182924873291667?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6118182924873291667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6118182924873291667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6118182924873291667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6118182924873291667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/12/smiles-d.html' title='Smiles :D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TP4fzw8R83I/AAAAAAAAqU0/MPXFjyPEjiY/s72-c/_MG_7506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7368397172035013288</id><published>2010-12-05T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:51:03.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People in Cali should stop complaining how cold it is out there. You want cold? Come here to Beijing. Icy winds and &amp;nbsp;-4C weather is not fun weather. &amp;nbsp; I am finally experiencing &amp;nbsp;what I thought I would &amp;nbsp;like- 4 seasons, but no way Jose, I want to live rest of my life in climate where &amp;nbsp;you have to worry about your nose freezing off. &lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I decided to visit my family in Estonia this year. YES, it is even colder there, with snow and ice and &amp;nbsp;other yucky stuff that falls out &amp;nbsp;of sky. I am sure it will be beautiful , and magical , and enchanting. But come on, I am now 100% sure I will not want to grow old in Estonia. &amp;nbsp;I wish all my friends moved to southern Cali and we all lived happily ever after !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxYK5CBIFI/AAAAAAAApp0/ytASgzy88HI/s1600/_MG_7797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxYK5CBIFI/AAAAAAAApp0/ytASgzy88HI/s320/_MG_7797.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxYmAuUKyI/AAAAAAAApp4/_a4vq_9j_Pw/s1600/_MG_7798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxYmAuUKyI/AAAAAAAApp4/_a4vq_9j_Pw/s320/_MG_7798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxZBMjnkxI/AAAAAAAApqU/SbcQa0SyIh0/s1600/_MG_7770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxZBMjnkxI/AAAAAAAApqU/SbcQa0SyIh0/s320/_MG_7770.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxZnH4L1hI/AAAAAAAApqs/SSenVcq1zV0/s1600/IMG_2580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxZnH4L1hI/AAAAAAAApqs/SSenVcq1zV0/s320/IMG_2580.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxaLzxvl6I/AAAAAAAApq4/93a1Y7efyPI/s1600/_MG_7723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxaLzxvl6I/AAAAAAAApq4/93a1Y7efyPI/s320/_MG_7723.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxax9G-qDI/AAAAAAAAprM/HCY_pa919UM/s1600/_MG_7635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxax9G-qDI/AAAAAAAAprM/HCY_pa919UM/s320/_MG_7635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxbW1I1bKI/AAAAAAAAprc/Ulec1pup4LE/s1600/_MG_7599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxbW1I1bKI/AAAAAAAAprc/Ulec1pup4LE/s320/_MG_7599.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, past 2 days have been clear days, but before that polluted air was not what I really asked for when I moved to china. I knew it will be pretty interesting here, but &amp;nbsp; right now my interesting days are over, and I &amp;nbsp;started countdown &amp;nbsp;when I can move back to California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7368397172035013288?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7368397172035013288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7368397172035013288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7368397172035013288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7368397172035013288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/12/people-in-cali-should-stop-complaining.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPxYK5CBIFI/AAAAAAAApp0/ytASgzy88HI/s72-c/_MG_7797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6947382410457617770</id><published>2010-11-29T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:18:45.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How did I miss Thanksgiving? Not really, but &amp;nbsp;we did not celebrate thanksgiving this year on its official day. We had party week before with Nicks high school classmates who live in Beijing. THEY LOVED my cooking. They no longer think that WESTERN cooking is bad and &amp;nbsp;has no taste. YEAH ME!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Christmas is fast approaching and I am no mood to celebrate it here. So that is WHY I , Diana Saare Tan , forced my husband to buy me 2 tickets to &amp;nbsp;Estonia. &amp;nbsp;2 because he has no desire to spend it in cold climate, since Beijing is cold anyway.. SO we got our tickets :D Gabriel and I are going to spend Xmas in Estonia.( Dets 17 - January2nd). We are also going to be part something big&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago &amp;nbsp;when I was young and &amp;nbsp;innocent..lol, I remember when estonia got it's own currency--- EESTI KROON--. It was huge event. &amp;nbsp;I remember holding Eesti Kroon'i &amp;nbsp;and admiring how beautiful it is... Sadly, this is last year &amp;nbsp;Estonia has its own currency. &amp;nbsp;Estonian currency will now be EURO. SO, I am going to Estonia with Estonian Kroons, but get back to Beijing with leftover Euros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nick will travel to US 4th of December and get back to Beijing 14th of December. Shopping trip to gather all &amp;nbsp;safe and somewhat safe products, because NOTHING IN CHINA IS &amp;nbsp;acceptable . I have seen how HONEY is made ( not honey at all), how pastry products are made and handled,... Even Tea... everything is FAKE. Fake , fake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In stores you can &amp;nbsp;by fake stuff IF you know who to ask. &amp;nbsp;90 % &amp;nbsp;brand name alcohol in stores is &amp;nbsp; not BRAND name, but &amp;nbsp;bottled in brand name bottles. &amp;nbsp;90% THAT's HUGE. Meat is full of antibiotics and hormones, and plates, cups , forks , knives ETC are sprinkled with extra heavy chemicals... &amp;nbsp;How do CHinese survive you ask? I DON't KNOW!!! 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Now I cry because I miss REGINA and USA, and life as I like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6947382410457617770?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6947382410457617770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6947382410457617770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6947382410457617770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6947382410457617770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-did-i-miss-thanksgiving-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TPN4dHN_TgI/AAAAAAAApoc/Clu1DADkpJM/s72-c/IMG_2485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8225807197980560142</id><published>2010-10-26T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:07:59.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lot has happened</title><content type='html'>To be honest I have been avoiding this blog. &amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;opened it every day with intention to write you something cool &amp;nbsp;or share my feelings about Reginas One year passing anniversary, but I did not want to do it. &amp;nbsp;I know Regina want's us to be happy and not cry. Because every time we cried she was sad, and I don't want her to "be" sad. I think being away from cali on her Birthday and Passing anniversary was easier on ME personally, because I did not have to deal with US media-- tv, radio, disney land, legoland, her favorite artists. &amp;nbsp; I did not have to go to LNES and see her little friends who all attend 5th grade now.. We were in Japan, &amp;nbsp;doing nothing... To be honest, we did things she would not like doing like WALKING a lot, and eating some weird foods. BUT she would have enjoyed staying to hotels. SHE LOVED HOTELS.... Nuff that... We miss her, and &amp;nbsp;wish she was here.....&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, Beijing and China is pretty messed up if you ask me. &amp;nbsp;I AM HAVING FUN discovering CHINESE china, not tourists china. &amp;nbsp; It always makes me laugh inside when I hear from people, we went to this country, and ate at that western restaurant, and shopped at THAT store, and ten saw &amp;nbsp;this temple. etc... but that is about it. &amp;nbsp;I laugh because, really- you come to china as a tourist, you do things you do in US- why in the world would you come here at all??? &amp;nbsp;To see how well trained &amp;nbsp;chinese are in &amp;nbsp;places that are meant for Westerners? &amp;nbsp;Forget your high heels, &amp;nbsp;make up, and GET OUT!!!! OUT to see what china or WORLD is all about. &amp;nbsp;FInd markets where locals shop, how they behave at places, how they bargain, how they dress. It is so much more of an experience than going to starbucks ordering--- upside down something with whipped cream and then texting at cell phone &amp;nbsp;for few minutes...( Kinda sorta like Nick is ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I have to be honest. It is not my Country, or my Place.. &amp;nbsp;But I am trying to make it. &amp;nbsp;i am trying to make our apartment our home which is hard, because we don't know if we are going to be here or move to "boring suburbs". &amp;nbsp;Nick does not understand WHY i like chinese food, or WHY I like weirdness. We had couple of &amp;nbsp;arguments over HOW things should be done, and &amp;nbsp;our arguments ended -- &amp;nbsp;him stating &amp;nbsp;" This is CHina, don't expect anything to be done right.". My question is, IF I don't demand, how things can be done right? &amp;nbsp;Who will hear my voice ? &amp;nbsp; Again- &amp;nbsp;"us customers have no voice". When something breaks, don't try to take it back to store- YOu will be blamed, not poor quality. When something tastes wrong-- You have a bad taste in your mouth-- it is not the food. &amp;nbsp;When you break a glass- you pay for it , and if you are in a car accident, it is your fault...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbBfY_5rNI/AAAAAAAApnQ/Tqc82zKaIAc/s1600/IMG_4408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbBfY_5rNI/AAAAAAAApnQ/Tqc82zKaIAc/s320/IMG_4408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbB3nB3bLI/AAAAAAAApnU/SAN9qHTIBio/s1600/IMG_5710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbB3nB3bLI/AAAAAAAApnU/SAN9qHTIBio/s320/IMG_5710.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbCJceYwXI/AAAAAAAApnY/E8n9Bf6Zn-I/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbCJceYwXI/AAAAAAAApnY/E8n9Bf6Zn-I/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8225807197980560142?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8225807197980560142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8225807197980560142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8225807197980560142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8225807197980560142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/10/lot-has-happsened.html' title='Lot has happened'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TMbBfY_5rNI/AAAAAAAApnQ/Tqc82zKaIAc/s72-c/IMG_4408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8829465844332010327</id><published>2010-09-16T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:04:09.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our schedule ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHLrqJOg0I/AAAAAAAAoCU/PRC5Ic18pO0/s1600/IMG_0654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHLrqJOg0I/AAAAAAAAoCU/PRC5Ic18pO0/s320/IMG_0654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually My schedule in Beijing is very busy. &amp;nbsp;I am one of those people that just loves to take "wrong" street and then just discover what that street has to offer to me :) So far I know &amp;nbsp;LOT &amp;nbsp;what happens around my area- well only about 8 KM radius in every direction. &amp;nbsp;. I have discovered couple of Methadone rehab centers about 2 km from us( side streets), couple of interesting farmers markets, &amp;nbsp;bazaar places, supermarkets, &amp;nbsp;cool looking buildings, clubs, restaurants in every corner, &amp;nbsp; parks, fun bridges etc. It is &amp;nbsp;not that hard to walk around here. It is hard to cross the streets, or bargain in marketplaces. I usually write everything down on paper, and if they don't like my price, I usually walk &amp;nbsp;away. Few times they yell something in Chinese , which means that they probably agree with my price.. Good for them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHMDHdgBqI/AAAAAAAAoCc/RUrK_11Q1r0/s1600/IMG_0593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHMDHdgBqI/AAAAAAAAoCc/RUrK_11Q1r0/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHNm9YvBoI/AAAAAAAAoCw/3hkkNGYcVb8/s1600/IMG_0663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHNm9YvBoI/AAAAAAAAoCw/3hkkNGYcVb8/s320/IMG_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHN4_VU9iI/AAAAAAAAoC4/GpvY2ttk4FE/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHN4_VU9iI/AAAAAAAAoC4/GpvY2ttk4FE/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We haven't shopped for furniture yet. I need few &amp;nbsp;traditional pieces mixed in with our contemporary rental furniture. Antique stores are everywhere. Nick just does not like going to those places that much. He can't handle the smell, and crowded &amp;nbsp;places. Me on the other hand, AM WILLING to shred a &amp;nbsp; tear or 2 to get what I need lol..:D &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in general is interesting here. &amp;nbsp;We have &amp;nbsp;cleaning lady coming in twice a week ( 2 dollars an hour for cleaning), we havent hired Ayi jet, since &amp;nbsp;we have lot of trust issues, and we hate &amp;nbsp;firing them later if we don't like them. SO we are just using our building cleaning staff. I let them know when I want them up here, and they will and clean for an &amp;nbsp;our - 2 cleaning ladies total 30 &amp;nbsp;yuan. Not bad. If we are going to hire Ayi- "AUnty"- who comes to our house around 8 an and leaves 5 pm , then we end up paying around 3000 yuan== 455 dollars per month. She would cook( if we want), clean, organize, iron, hang out with gabriel... She would do pretty much everything, so I can spend &amp;nbsp;more time in Facebook........ Maybe not... But we are thinking about getting one &amp;nbsp;later.&lt;br /&gt;Also-- I REFUSE to drive here. NO WAY Jose,. Again-- I need a driver, since Nick is exhausted driving to work every day-- 14 &amp;nbsp;km takes him about one hour &amp;nbsp;and then at night another our in traffic. So when he gets home he is grump &amp;nbsp;44 year old man, who will bitch about &amp;nbsp;how much life in china sucks-- BTW, our nightly ritual...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So , most likely I will get a driver &amp;nbsp;later-- HE pretty much has to hang out in front of our building all time ( if we hire him &amp;nbsp; full time) or part time driver will come when I call him and say-- tomorrow I need to go to visit my friend. I need you for 4 hours etc... &amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway- I do lot of walking here, lot of eating, lot of beer drinking -- Local beer is GREAT :D. &amp;nbsp;I also do lot of head shaking -- YES or NO, started taking Mandarin lessons-- SOOO FUCKING HARD... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;after first- one hour lesson my brains went &amp;nbsp;kabooom and I almost gave up. So today I decided I AM NOT GIVING UP-- So I did one &amp;nbsp;more hour without tutor.. &amp;nbsp;Luckily my tutor speaks very good english, and her teaching method is &amp;nbsp;pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHK52hWIcI/AAAAAAAAoCM/AzVKIFCn7qY/s1600/Picture+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHK52hWIcI/AAAAAAAAoCM/AzVKIFCn7qY/s320/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I stop for now-- We have very busy schedule ahead of us- On friday the 17th we are going to Tokyo for 3 days. &amp;nbsp; On first of Oktober &amp;nbsp;we are going to spend couple of days with my &amp;nbsp;husbands family, and from there we &amp;nbsp;are going to Hong Kong. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to travel- So Now I am finally getting what I &amp;nbsp;wanted, and I am not complaining at all:D Life is beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHKgcCH6QI/AAAAAAAAoB4/VpQRyUxfxh8/s1600/Picture+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHKgcCH6QI/AAAAAAAAoB4/VpQRyUxfxh8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHOnILBZzI/AAAAAAAAoDA/Z6GpIoa451M/s1600/Picture+067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHOnILBZzI/AAAAAAAAoDA/Z6GpIoa451M/s320/Picture+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BTW-- Reginas &amp;nbsp;"11th" birthday is coming up on september 19th, and her one year passing anniversary &amp;nbsp;RIP My beautiful Princess Regina:) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;YOu are constantly in our minds :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever in our heart, forever in our mind.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8829465844332010327?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8829465844332010327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8829465844332010327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8829465844332010327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8829465844332010327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-schedule.html' title='Our schedule ..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TJHLrqJOg0I/AAAAAAAAoCU/PRC5Ic18pO0/s72-c/IMG_0654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1295020841447900831</id><published>2010-09-12T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:46:41.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing as it is...</title><content type='html'>Through my &amp;nbsp;eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyvBXwU7II/AAAAAAAAnUI/l-yvaOUg7mQ/s1600/IMG_3348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyvBXwU7II/AAAAAAAAnUI/l-yvaOUg7mQ/s320/IMG_3348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytUFSFAXI/AAAAAAAAnTY/BFzSkP9d0ks/s1600/IMG_0497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytUFSFAXI/AAAAAAAAnTY/BFzSkP9d0ks/s320/IMG_0497.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytkL4ZAlI/AAAAAAAAnTg/u15vPJGylMU/s1600/IMG_0423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytkL4ZAlI/AAAAAAAAnTg/u15vPJGylMU/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytz-3FciI/AAAAAAAAnTo/dZvvLQvPnOA/s1600/IMG_0397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIytz-3FciI/AAAAAAAAnTo/dZvvLQvPnOA/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyuN8m526I/AAAAAAAAnTw/7L1fio-9DJU/s1600/IMG_0503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyuN8m526I/AAAAAAAAnTw/7L1fio-9DJU/s320/IMG_0503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beijing in interesting place , and people here live their life their way. They drive the way they want, and if they want to cross street slowly , they will do it, and no HOnking will get them off the road.. Sometimes when &amp;nbsp;we were driving around people started crossing wrong time-- WHem they see cars approaching, they usually stop in the middle of the road, so car &amp;nbsp;driver can decide witch way to go. IF they start running, then car drivers get confused, and most likely pedestrian gets hit. You have no idea how many times we have been face to face with pedestrians who are crossing street on some add places. BUT within a week I am expert street crosser.. &amp;nbsp; crossing 16 lane &amp;nbsp;street is no problem for me .. ha!!! &amp;nbsp; But there are times I just roll my eyes and go- What the FUCK am I doing &amp;nbsp;here, I thought this life was out of my comfort zone. I &amp;nbsp; actually enjoy this &amp;nbsp;anonymous life. &amp;nbsp;Nobody knows &amp;nbsp;me, I don't have to wave at mornings or smile at every person I see . I don't have to have small talks with cashiers in &amp;nbsp; grocery store. &amp;nbsp;i don't have to take out my trash every wednesday night &amp;nbsp;or &amp;nbsp;drive 50 miles to &amp;nbsp;have real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyub3RI1nI/AAAAAAAAnT4/m5kM4vIT4R8/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyub3RI1nI/AAAAAAAAnT4/m5kM4vIT4R8/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyutZEaObI/AAAAAAAAnUA/0AaXYvLHqpI/s1600/IMG_3574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyutZEaObI/AAAAAAAAnUA/0AaXYvLHqpI/s320/IMG_3574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I do miss my cali friends Xochitl, Maire, kristel, Christel , Kadi, &amp;nbsp;Elvira &amp;nbsp;and so on.. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 I miss going grocery store and get stuff I need and not worry about how much MSG there really is. I miss my favorite restaurants and bars , where I know drinks are good, and food is delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would not TRADE this experience &amp;nbsp;I am having. My life &amp;nbsp;finally has some sort of spice and fire in it, and I am going to explore what Asia has to offer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIys5MwMOOI/AAAAAAAAnTQ/NdAdqSpOj1w/s1600/IMG_3542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIys5MwMOOI/AAAAAAAAnTQ/NdAdqSpOj1w/s320/IMG_3542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See you all. Let me know if you want to visit us :D OR let me know if YOu know any ESTONIANS in beijing area ;) i would not mind speaking some estonian once in a while :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1295020841447900831?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1295020841447900831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1295020841447900831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1295020841447900831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1295020841447900831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/09/beijing-as-it-is.html' title='Beijing as it is...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIyvBXwU7II/AAAAAAAAnUI/l-yvaOUg7mQ/s72-c/IMG_3348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7064086165822553034</id><published>2010-09-07T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:09:29.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcoBJ40AbI/AAAAAAAAnCQ/coAdQy2F--4/s1600/IMG_3253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcoBJ40AbI/AAAAAAAAnCQ/coAdQy2F--4/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmGFV8wMI/AAAAAAAAnBo/RDsKHwIUxik/s1600/IMG_3142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmGFV8wMI/AAAAAAAAnBo/RDsKHwIUxik/s320/IMG_3142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcoBJ40AbI/AAAAAAAAnCQ/coAdQy2F--4/s1600/IMG_3253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcoBJ40AbI/AAAAAAAAnCQ/coAdQy2F--4/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Beijing is pretty amazing place. &amp;nbsp; Our Park Avenue apartment is next to Chaoyag park-which is about&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;288.7 &amp;nbsp;hectares large. &amp;nbsp;So we really do get little bit of everything- crazy city life and perfect green park with its amenities &amp;nbsp;all in one. Our apartment is on 27th floor, with amazing views to &amp;nbsp;everywhere. &amp;nbsp;It is very loud. SUUUPER loud when windows are open, but &amp;nbsp;even more amazing is this that when windows are closed we hear almost no honking or screaming or yelling. And trust me -- CHINESE LOVE honking. Honk, honk, honk.. &amp;nbsp;pedestrians are not loved here. There is green light to cross the street -- and I almost got ran over by cars, and someone even yelled at me something in chinese-- I just raised my middle finger &amp;nbsp;and was in no hurry to "run away"... But yes, crossing a street can be a challenge.. One step forward , 2 steps back, slower, faster, &amp;nbsp; etc..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmtbJdYCI/AAAAAAAAnBw/cgZaN0uls8U/s1600/IMG_0326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmtbJdYCI/AAAAAAAAnBw/cgZaN0uls8U/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I am not complaining. I just find it &amp;nbsp;amazing, that &amp;nbsp;the moment you sit in your car, it becomes &amp;nbsp;target for honkers.. To slow- they honk, too fast-- they honk-- stop sign red light--- THEY HOOOONK.. &amp;nbsp; I have to get myself pair of earplugs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;OH, another fun thing happened-- today I was walking ( about 8 mile &amp;nbsp;walk to discover what is around me ).. PEOPLE on cell phones are FUNNY!! SO I was walking, and suddenly i hear YELLING behind me, I turn around and there was one older lady, sitting on his bike and talking to &amp;nbsp;someone &amp;nbsp;and YELLING . &amp;nbsp;She was loud, loud , loud.. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to tell her that &amp;nbsp; I think whole beijing heard what she was talking about, because I was not the only one who turned its head and stared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcm7DPq_DI/AAAAAAAAnB4/KTrcVomq11s/s1600/IMG_0344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcm7DPq_DI/AAAAAAAAnB4/KTrcVomq11s/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;To be honest-- I really like it here. I do. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The most I enjoy is that the moment I get out, There are &amp;nbsp;100 directions to go to and discover hundreds of fun or weird or whatever things &amp;nbsp;to do. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcnLBMTSXI/AAAAAAAAnCA/tQc1e1S0o9s/s1600/IMG_0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcnLBMTSXI/AAAAAAAAnCA/tQc1e1S0o9s/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I am sitting on my balcony right now and I have &amp;nbsp; this amazing view to stare at... I wonder what hides behind those buildings mile or 2 away... &amp;nbsp;I am sure I will find a way to get there and discover &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;as much as I can &amp;nbsp;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmGFV8wMI/AAAAAAAAnBo/RDsKHwIUxik/s1600/IMG_3142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcmGFV8wMI/AAAAAAAAnBo/RDsKHwIUxik/s320/IMG_3142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Right now I just take it easy MY way, which means &amp;nbsp;walking about 10 -14 km per day &amp;nbsp;and taking photos of things I find interesting :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7064086165822553034?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7064086165822553034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7064086165822553034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7064086165822553034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7064086165822553034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/09/beijing.html' title='Beijing'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TIcoBJ40AbI/AAAAAAAAnCQ/coAdQy2F--4/s72-c/IMG_3253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1336123000681464209</id><published>2010-09-03T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:55:42.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Address in Beijing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Diana , Nick and Gabriel tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6 South ChaoYang Park Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Apartment 27H, Tower 1, Park Avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ChaoYang District, Beijing, 100026&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CHINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/7290451-1336123000681464209?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1336123000681464209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1336123000681464209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1336123000681464209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1336123000681464209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-address-in-beijing.html' title='My Address in Beijing.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7384169515598187932</id><published>2010-08-31T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:09:32.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See You all In Beijing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TH3KpT6XkMI/AAAAAAAAm-w/-fVBu5coXSE/s1600/IMG_0100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TH3KpT6XkMI/AAAAAAAAm-w/-fVBu5coXSE/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes.. Couple of more days, and I will be out of here. House has not sold, or leased, and I actually think that Realtors are getting kind of lazy marketing our house... Anyway... I am leaving and feel super sad.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TH3Kwm-kx5I/AAAAAAAAm-4/KDUo8yWwUo4/s1600/IMG_3076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TH3Kwm-kx5I/AAAAAAAAm-4/KDUo8yWwUo4/s320/IMG_3076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am keeping our HOME phone number via Vonage-- so if you call us 1 949 916 5098 - then you don't have to pay any extra charges-- Just like you called us before.:D &amp;nbsp;ANd we can chit chat -- IF INTERNET is up and running ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still can't believe that it will be 1 year on September 20th without my Beautiful Princess Regina. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Wherever she is I hope she is happy... &amp;nbsp;Well, I know she is...&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can't believe I am still up and running, I can't believe that I am managing to &amp;nbsp;wake up every morning, make my coffee, work out and &amp;nbsp;enjoy my daily &amp;nbsp;activities. ... &amp;nbsp; Every day I have moments of weakness, and &amp;nbsp;during those very vulnerable moments I find myself &amp;nbsp; wondering- Why I &amp;nbsp;am &amp;nbsp; having these meltdowns when no one is around to see &amp;nbsp;it, Why I almost never have them when people talk about Regina, or want me to share stories of her? Why is it &amp;nbsp;that when I AM COMPLETELY alone, and in need of major pity party &amp;nbsp; there is no one around? I don't try to be strong, I don't try to impress people with my -- OH , LOOK AT ME, I am doing good...... I REALLY AM, most of the time -- but again, when I do need shoulder to cry on-- I usually just hug my pillow and pat myself &amp;nbsp;on my shoulder, telling me-- TOmorrow will be better day... and then tomorrow &amp;nbsp;arrives... and &amp;nbsp;same old, same old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without My favorite girl is Challenging... Miss her to pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7384169515598187932?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7384169515598187932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7384169515598187932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7384169515598187932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7384169515598187932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/08/see-you-all-in-beijing.html' title='See You all In Beijing...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TH3KpT6XkMI/AAAAAAAAm-w/-fVBu5coXSE/s72-c/IMG_0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1718290485883782097</id><published>2010-08-20T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T20:55:18.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG9OCPRONVI/AAAAAAAAlg8/m4G0NfhRkmQ/s1600/IMG_1229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG9OCPRONVI/AAAAAAAAlg8/m4G0NfhRkmQ/s320/IMG_1229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really want to complain about how unfair it is to sellers to "fix Up" house 200% before selling it. &amp;nbsp;Before people are putting their houses up for sale, they are doing MAJOR 200 000 dollar Remodelling jobs in our Area. &amp;nbsp;I find it ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;I just don't get it. I have to guess &amp;nbsp;what people like and then do it their way-- WHAT if I have about 40 showing. Everybody likes different things-- One think is great , they all like our floorplan and view... BUT then &amp;nbsp;it starts--- &amp;nbsp;Color is wrong, granite is wrong, floorings are wrong, uuhh, we don't have enough bathrooms( 4 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms-- REALLY?), Window coverings are wrong, &amp;nbsp;Kitchen cabinets are wrong color, Neighbors have dogs, &amp;nbsp;Not close enough to LA, or San diego, or Laguna beach, NO ocean views with this price, &amp;nbsp;To much stainless steel, &amp;nbsp;oh, not enough upgrades for this price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it? YOU are buying a house .. YOU get it , YOU change it. &amp;nbsp;DOn't complain about MY taste level. After all it was my home first, and now come in with an open mind and &amp;nbsp;see it as "YOUR HOME" with your things in it??&lt;br /&gt;I blame it &amp;nbsp;to US REaltors and their stupid demands. &amp;nbsp;THey created THIS situation. &amp;nbsp;I am sorry if I am wrong, but yes.. they did. I understand keeping my house clean and clutter free. No biggy. BUT please don't &amp;nbsp;"hint" me &amp;nbsp;that I should do this and this and that, so YOUR JOB GETS EASIER...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. &amp;nbsp;I really needed little let it out today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1718290485883782097?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1718290485883782097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1718290485883782097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1718290485883782097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1718290485883782097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-really-want-to-complain-about-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG9OCPRONVI/AAAAAAAAlg8/m4G0NfhRkmQ/s72-c/IMG_1229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2180675762808345039</id><published>2010-08-20T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:20:03.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG6q2l9khfI/AAAAAAAAlaE/YQ4ssLV2LkA/s1600/kaas_regina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG6q2l9khfI/AAAAAAAAlaE/YQ4ssLV2LkA/s320/kaas_regina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YES:D Book that I co-wrote with Helen Eelrand is available in Estonia now. IT is about Regina and her life with Cancer, and &amp;nbsp;how life is with cancer patient. SADLY --- It is NOT in english, and lot of people have asked me about it. I am not really sure how it works IF I translate it into English- where to turn, who to talk .. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, all Proceeds are going to CHildrens Hospital of Tallinn , In Estonia. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Their foundation will use this money to buy chemotherapy drugs to children. &amp;nbsp;I am finally doing something right. So thankful for Fookus Meedia in Estonia for contacting me &amp;nbsp;and shooting me this great idea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Estonian book is Called- REGINA, Mu Imekaunis Voitlejanna. If I have to translate it into English then it is called- Regina , My Beautiufl Fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Miss you Regina:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2180675762808345039?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2180675762808345039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2180675762808345039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2180675762808345039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2180675762808345039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TG6q2l9khfI/AAAAAAAAlaE/YQ4ssLV2LkA/s72-c/kaas_regina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1062189489892544542</id><published>2010-08-18T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:17:54.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGzMMsbwMkI/AAAAAAAAlVM/BV22H9WLZQ0/s1600/Picture+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGzMMsbwMkI/AAAAAAAAlVM/BV22H9WLZQ0/s320/Picture+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow &amp;nbsp;is August 19th... On September of 19th Regina would have turned 11..... &amp;nbsp; So many of you don't get it.. &amp;nbsp;you think it is all in my head. I am paranoid, I am just making things up..... &amp;nbsp;I am "emotional"without any relevant reason....&lt;br /&gt;It was just &amp;nbsp; 11 months ago , when Regina passed away.. I can't believe how fast people forget .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Was there in AUGUST for here, we all were... I remember &amp;nbsp; her glassy eyes, and her irregular breathing and heart rate... I remember her not &amp;nbsp;responding to me when I told her I love her and how much I miss her.. I remember singing her and holding her hand and not getting any response from her. &amp;nbsp;I remember her smell and warmth .... &amp;nbsp;I remember how devastated I was not being able to help her... I remember it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it is all coming back to me... memory by memory.... and it hurts .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGzMXkt4npI/AAAAAAAAlVU/qxUwP_JBy5E/s1600/Picture+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGzMXkt4npI/AAAAAAAAlVU/qxUwP_JBy5E/s320/Picture+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss My Baby Regina so much &amp;nbsp;.. I want to talk about &amp;nbsp;all the time.... And I do..I talk &amp;nbsp;to myself...when nobody is around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Regina Melody.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1062189489892544542?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1062189489892544542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1062189489892544542&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1062189489892544542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1062189489892544542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/08/tomorrow-august-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGzMMsbwMkI/AAAAAAAAlVM/BV22H9WLZQ0/s72-c/Picture+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3469623539056485642</id><published>2010-08-09T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:39:37.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDH1NflzLI/AAAAAAAAknM/lJXhBU9WdVw/s1600/IMG_2444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDH1NflzLI/AAAAAAAAknM/lJXhBU9WdVw/s320/IMG_2444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am so weird. &amp;nbsp;Life is weird. I thought I am going to go crazy &amp;nbsp;alone, but I love my alone time. &amp;nbsp;REason why I love it so much is--- Guys are gone, house is still here and mine, I don't have 8-5 job. House is never messy, Refrigirator &amp;nbsp;only has vegetables &amp;nbsp;and liquor in it.. &amp;nbsp;IF I feel like it I just take off and do my thing. If I want I go to beach &amp;nbsp;and I don't have to get people ready for 2 hours. I take my towel and I AM DONE!!!! &amp;nbsp;With Nick and gabe-- Take this, and that, and toys, and different sunscreens, and &amp;nbsp;snacks and then hear hours and hours worth of complaining.. etc... OIH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDH2QcWW3I/AAAAAAAAknU/oLTXdA_8A5Q/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+00.54+%238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDH2QcWW3I/AAAAAAAAknU/oLTXdA_8A5Q/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-07+at+00.54+%238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway- I so deserve MY TIME!!!! I am very happy with MY time, my &amp;nbsp;life right now. &amp;nbsp;It is all about what I WANT TO DO FOR A CHANGE :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDHssXivKI/AAAAAAAAknE/8izNfI5_K6Y/s1600/IMG_2413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDHssXivKI/AAAAAAAAknE/8izNfI5_K6Y/s320/IMG_2413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Other than that I am pretty ok. I miss my Princes like crazy.. By now We would have already shopped for her Bday dress, and bought all dishes and plates, and put together Menu for her party. &amp;nbsp;I miss her beautiful smile &amp;nbsp;and cute giggles. &amp;nbsp;I miss her temper tantrums and " I DON'T like you mommy. I miss &amp;nbsp; her smell... &amp;nbsp;I really do. &amp;nbsp;Her warm touch, her heartbeat, her fuzzy hair, her brown and wise &amp;nbsp;eyes, &amp;nbsp;her jiggly belly, &amp;nbsp;. I miss her so much It is hard to describe the pain I am feeling when I see her favorite things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDIBUUQoYI/AAAAAAAAknc/H_4aD3wxlPM/s1600/IMG_2461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDIBUUQoYI/AAAAAAAAknc/H_4aD3wxlPM/s320/IMG_2461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss her having fun with Her BFF H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Most of the time I am doing pretty good, but there &amp;nbsp;are times when people mention something that meant lot to me, but NOTHING to them , and they talk about people who I CARE a lot about, and respect a lot, but &amp;nbsp;they say negative things about... &amp;nbsp;Anyway. This &amp;nbsp;life is fucking messed up. &amp;nbsp; ANd I am part of it. I have my role in it. &amp;nbsp;THis circle of Life is not circle at all. It is maze with &amp;nbsp;different routes, and when we take wrong one &amp;nbsp;or are assigned wrong route, we have to deal with it... BUT I DON't WANT TO :( &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I wan't to smell the flowers and enjoy it...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDJo4EQrgI/AAAAAAAAkno/KRor7WKDHrk/s1600/IMG_3067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDJo4EQrgI/AAAAAAAAkno/KRor7WKDHrk/s320/IMG_3067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-3469623539056485642?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3469623539056485642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3469623539056485642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3469623539056485642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3469623539056485642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/08/dreams-d.html' title='Dreams :D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TGDH1NflzLI/AAAAAAAAknM/lJXhBU9WdVw/s72-c/IMG_2444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-508291855343520319</id><published>2010-07-30T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:15:32.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to thank you for all bringing me great toys &amp;nbsp;so we can give them to Childrens hospitals. PLEASE keep them coming. I am going to drop them off on 19th of august. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW.. Nick and gabriel are gone. :( House is so empty without them, BUT.. I enjoy my quiet time. &amp;nbsp;Seems like house is always clean. How sad. All I really care about is clean house, and looks like that actually gives me some peace. I LOVE quiet times.&lt;br /&gt;But I do miss my GUYS!!!! &amp;nbsp;I talk to them every day :D&lt;br /&gt;Same time, I am such a funny , funny person. hehe.. I invite myself over to my friends houses.. I saw one of our good friend at grocery store, and &amp;nbsp;I just yelled HI &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; &amp;nbsp;.. and he invited myself over to have dinner with their family.. LOOOVE IT!!! I don't like eating alone. I HAVE never been alone. Gabriel has always &amp;nbsp;been here. OR Nick. Or Regina... But anyway.. &amp;nbsp;Thanks Friends :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Nick and Gabriel left. We &amp;nbsp; released 5 balloons ( because I broke the sixth one ) &amp;nbsp;with messages that we are moving to &amp;nbsp;china. :) We let Regina know that we love her and miss her and &amp;nbsp;Laguna Niguel is empty without her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TFOjBO7NzII/AAAAAAAAj8c/tNOrnLkRHfo/s1600/IMG_2321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TFOjBO7NzII/AAAAAAAAj8c/tNOrnLkRHfo/s320/IMG_2321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-508291855343520319?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/508291855343520319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=508291855343520319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/508291855343520319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/508291855343520319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-to-thank-you-for-all-bringing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TFOjBO7NzII/AAAAAAAAj8c/tNOrnLkRHfo/s72-c/IMG_2321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-5319372500698703192</id><published>2010-07-17T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:37:04.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU ARE INVITED...</title><content type='html'>. Gabriel and Nick are leaving to China on 26th..... &lt;br /&gt;Couple of our friends have asked if I am going to do a little party for them and I told them I am not really sure... Maybe...BUT PAY ATTENTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKSYh5HBhI/AAAAAAAAiIY/hdN3MK8ghoc/s1600/Picture+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKSYh5HBhI/AAAAAAAAiIY/hdN3MK8ghoc/s320/Picture+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SInce Reginas passing on September 20th I wanted to do something on her Honor and it had to include &amp;nbsp;WEBKINZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on 24th of July( saturday) we are &amp;nbsp;hosting a &amp;nbsp;party &amp;nbsp;To send Gabriel and Nick to China &amp;nbsp;A N D to honor Regina.. IF you want to attend this party on Saturday , PLEASE bring NEW unused &amp;nbsp;unwrapped toy- &amp;nbsp;WEBKINz with TAGs attached, legoes, Barbies, Kens, bakin sets for kids, Kids cookbooks, &amp;nbsp;Club Penguin membership cards, inexpensive &amp;nbsp;DS games.. etc.. &amp;nbsp;BUT &amp;nbsp; try to find a WEBKINZ toy, Latest DVDs, fun bandaids, cool markers, &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-- I know Regina would LOVE to have this kind of party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL TOYS, GAMES WHATEVER YOU &amp;nbsp; DECIDE TO BRING WILL BE DONATED TO CHLA, CHOC and DR Loudons &amp;nbsp;"magic room"... &amp;nbsp; TRUST ME-- I WILL NOT KEEP ANY TOYS TO MYSELF , maybe if it is &amp;nbsp;a right kind of "toy"...;).. But anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKSqHD9dLI/AAAAAAAAiIs/ALCYLjegzbU/s1600/Picture+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKSqHD9dLI/AAAAAAAAiIs/ALCYLjegzbU/s320/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We hope to see you on SATURDAy, JULY 24th in our house -- Party starts 2 PM and ends whenever you wish I would like to shut up... which means pretty late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Address...--- 27715 Manor Hill rd... laguna niguel..&lt;br /&gt;My cell number in 949 290 6958.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKRntPXCvI/AAAAAAAAiII/FLVXfufHyOA/s1600/Picture+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKRntPXCvI/AAAAAAAAiII/FLVXfufHyOA/s320/Picture+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let me know if you are around and would like do drop by. If you can't attend &amp;nbsp;BUT would like to send or bring a toy any other time- Just mail it to us, or drop it at our doorstep ANY TIME starting from TOMORROW- 7/18 &amp;nbsp;ending 8/19.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5319372500698703192?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5319372500698703192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5319372500698703192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5319372500698703192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5319372500698703192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-are-invited.html' title='YOU ARE INVITED...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TEKSYh5HBhI/AAAAAAAAiIY/hdN3MK8ghoc/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7992793777959171851</id><published>2010-07-12T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:17:56.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZl-FN8gI/AAAAAAAAh30/2QL4G6BqSdQ/s1600/IMG_1460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZl-FN8gI/AAAAAAAAh30/2QL4G6BqSdQ/s320/IMG_1460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We still have our house. &amp;nbsp;It is still available :) House of steel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZeRPM1OI/AAAAAAAAh3s/E7I7xj1q4kY/s1600/IMG_1571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZeRPM1OI/AAAAAAAAh3s/E7I7xj1q4kY/s320/IMG_1571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sadly, Nick &amp;nbsp;is going to take Gabriel to China on July 26th :(. In a way it is kind of cool- I will be resting for a month. If we don't sell our house by End of August, we will lease it out. I don't like the idea of leasing out, but seems like &amp;nbsp; people are more interested leasing than buying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that all I want when he is gone-- TV and MY bed-- and 2 wineglasses, because that is all I am going to do for a month.. Drink wine. Sometimes alone, sometimes I will fill my friends wine glass with vodka and let her have it.&lt;br /&gt;I am not really stressing over &amp;nbsp;moving, but it gets little &amp;nbsp;annoying &amp;nbsp;bossing my family around--- "SHHH, I JUST CLEANED SHOWERS, and you just took a shower, and we have people coming over in &amp;nbsp;20 minutes.. OR.. DAMN, I just emptied my sink and now it is filled with empty dishes.. WTF... Gabriel is actually kind of &amp;nbsp;cool, and Nick is getting it too.. No more dirty clothes all over master suite.. &amp;nbsp;Next thing I will be asking from them &amp;nbsp;-- Please no "tooting"... Nobody cares about &amp;nbsp;extra "aromas" floating around...lol...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZWvAZtJI/AAAAAAAAh3c/IgvnrReYERA/s1600/IMG_1482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZWvAZtJI/AAAAAAAAh3c/IgvnrReYERA/s320/IMG_1482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZacDg-BI/AAAAAAAAh3k/ihgM2MBA2AI/s1600/IMG_1499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZacDg-BI/AAAAAAAAh3k/ihgM2MBA2AI/s320/IMG_1499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gabriel had his FIRST piano Recital-- He played Fur Elise and Marching song.. Instead of one applause he got 2 :D &amp;nbsp;- Well, rule was to applaud in beginning- then let them play 2 songs and applaud again-- BUT Gabriel played Fur Elise so well &amp;nbsp;people forgot about NO APPlaud rule between songs, and he got &amp;nbsp;CLAP CLAP CLAP :D:So proud of my pianist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvaUVBVd3I/AAAAAAAAh38/IkSx1TyjQ2A/s1600/IMG_1274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvaUVBVd3I/AAAAAAAAh38/IkSx1TyjQ2A/s320/IMG_1274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had couple of fun parties and Dinner events with friends :D You have no idea how much I love this OC or actually California lifestyle-- There is something for everyone. For me, for you, for rest of you..hehe.. you just have to find it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvadkl03PI/AAAAAAAAh4E/0I4HzYjQzKo/s1600/IMG_1544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvadkl03PI/AAAAAAAAh4E/0I4HzYjQzKo/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend had her Pimps and Ho's party ( my idea), 4th of July party with my other friend, numerous dinner parties... Playdates for Gabriel, &amp;nbsp;etc...&lt;br /&gt;There is never dull moment in our house. We are always on the go. Sometimes I think we plan to much ( My fault), but I just want to be active.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIss my princess Regina...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7992793777959171851?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7992793777959171851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7992793777959171851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7992793777959171851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7992793777959171851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TDvZl-FN8gI/AAAAAAAAh30/2QL4G6BqSdQ/s72-c/IMG_1460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2565007151492642442</id><published>2010-07-01T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:12:49.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KQKUFjQI/AAAAAAAAfqU/Uc2gLpaeV5w/s1600/IMG_0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KQKUFjQI/AAAAAAAAfqU/Uc2gLpaeV5w/s320/IMG_0659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KiOOUcnI/AAAAAAAAfqk/NHa3bF334fo/s1600/IMG_0591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KiOOUcnI/AAAAAAAAfqk/NHa3bF334fo/s320/IMG_0591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KtjBSKZI/AAAAAAAAfqs/n6BndUbwQCs/s1600/IMG_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KtjBSKZI/AAAAAAAAfqs/n6BndUbwQCs/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1K907LjcI/AAAAAAAAfq8/reMFflFN8A4/s1600/IMG_0607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1K907LjcI/AAAAAAAAfq8/reMFflFN8A4/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My boy turned 9 on June 22nd:D &amp;nbsp;What a &amp;nbsp;life he have had so far. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He was 2 years old when Regina was diagnosed with cancer. He has been so understanding, and careful brother. &amp;nbsp; I am so proud to say that HE IS MY SON :D &amp;nbsp;But he still remember his 2007 birthday &amp;nbsp;that we had to cancel and Regina had to have emergency brain surgery &amp;nbsp;due to overwhelming tumor growth in her brain... &amp;nbsp; Is it always will be like -- Remember that birthday , and that Christmas, and That easter ... Do you remember when .. and then... &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I understand that grieving is process with ups and downs.. But &amp;nbsp;why it has to be so painful? &amp;nbsp;Why remembering good times brings so many mixed emotions- anger, joy, laughter, tears.. &amp;nbsp;Feelings are &amp;nbsp;like one big puzzle... &amp;nbsp;Once you think you have completed it , something or someone &amp;nbsp; messes it all up and there are those single pieces again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KYBjpltI/AAAAAAAAfqc/m7I_OFOKobk/s1600/IMG_0593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KYBjpltI/AAAAAAAAfqc/m7I_OFOKobk/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest- We are having fun together as family of 3. We are blessed with &amp;nbsp;great friends &amp;nbsp;and family who understand us or "pretend" that they do ;) &amp;nbsp;We live in warm and sunny So Cal .. soon to be moving to Asia ( IF we sell our house...hehe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1K49QTP5I/AAAAAAAAfq0/CRj40ku_guo/s1600/Picture+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1K49QTP5I/AAAAAAAAfq0/CRj40ku_guo/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thank you for checking in once in a while:D &amp;nbsp; Group hug :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2565007151492642442?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2565007151492642442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2565007151492642442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2565007151492642442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2565007151492642442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1KQKUFjQI/AAAAAAAAfqU/Uc2gLpaeV5w/s72-c/IMG_0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2876908397292676147</id><published>2010-06-17T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:08:21.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBrjEVA-iAI/AAAAAAAAbVc/3uCinQ71w_Y/s1600/Picture+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBrjEVA-iAI/AAAAAAAAbVc/3uCinQ71w_Y/s320/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes people keep surprising me. &amp;nbsp;I thought I have heard of everything but I guess not...&lt;br /&gt;couple of days ago "potential Buyers surprised me with a question IF our Daughter has died in our house.. Since they did it through our realtors, I told our Realtor, it is UP TO THEM TO Lie, but I am sure they will find out , since we do live in a &amp;nbsp;very tight community. &lt;br /&gt;But surprise point was.. So you found out, are you trying to LOWER our house price again ,because it is "spirited? ) .. You know, lowering price does not take spirits away, &amp;nbsp;I will &amp;nbsp;"TELL REGINA " to be extra spirited.. hehe.. &amp;nbsp;if u know what I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nick is COMING HOME!!! CAN'T wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR GABE JUNE 23rd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is turing 9 on june 22nd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4th of JULY is around the corner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;RIght now.. just waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2876908397292676147?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2876908397292676147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2876908397292676147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2876908397292676147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2876908397292676147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-people-keep-surprising-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBrjEVA-iAI/AAAAAAAAbVc/3uCinQ71w_Y/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8554383137851011645</id><published>2010-06-13T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:39:38.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house, friends and other drama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjsgy-gWI/AAAAAAAAZoA/aTZq7kmgWPA/s1600/Photo+on+2010-06-12+at+15.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjsgy-gWI/AAAAAAAAZoA/aTZq7kmgWPA/s320/Photo+on+2010-06-12+at+15.59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D Aur Haus häs biin on market now for 28 dayz.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWj4v60nSI/AAAAAAAAZoY/jyiW5kgKTjk/s1600/IMG_2384.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWj4v60nSI/AAAAAAAAZoY/jyiW5kgKTjk/s320/IMG_2384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, we got our first crappy offer. ONLY 930 000. THey based their price on " Our low upgrades", &amp;nbsp;bad landscaping and &amp;nbsp;bank owned homes without the view... &amp;nbsp;Well, they can dream &amp;nbsp;on.. &amp;nbsp;I don't care... we counter offered 1,169 000 . I KNOW they want our house, it is just price. BUT THEN AGAIn _ DON't LOOK IF YOU CANT TOUCH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjnalQ11I/AAAAAAAAZnw/bjKQg0Gzbxs/s1600/IMG_2393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjnalQ11I/AAAAAAAAZnw/bjKQg0Gzbxs/s320/IMG_2393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have all the time in the world to get the deal I WANT, and if they complain to much-- FUCK THEM !!! &amp;nbsp;I can cancel our contract with them !! &amp;nbsp; I know we don't have crown moldings &amp;nbsp;( I don't like them , they make houses feel stuffy, I know we don't have awesome landscaping ( but we don't have 100 000 dollars to get one awesome landscaping), &amp;nbsp;It is acceptable. Nothing special. I KNOW WE DON"T have cherry wood floors... But we don't like dark wood, or dark staining...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WE HAVE-- GREAT house with great views, and wit great flow, and let's not forget &amp;nbsp;awesome neighbors, &amp;nbsp;freeway is right there, toll road is couple of minutes away. School is in walking distance &amp;nbsp;and LOOOVE LNES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjwEygUlI/AAAAAAAAZoI/bsT_lTkGzv4/s1600/IMG_2363.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjwEygUlI/AAAAAAAAZoI/bsT_lTkGzv4/s320/IMG_2363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, ANd also-- our community has 2 beautiful swimming pools with spas and baby pools, and park for kids, and baseball court.:) Not to mention IT IS GATED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjys8CG9I/AAAAAAAAZoQ/pe-aT_1Tt68/s1600/IMG_2389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjys8CG9I/AAAAAAAAZoQ/pe-aT_1Tt68/s320/IMG_2389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also have great sunsets and 4th of july fireworks-- couple of hospitals just minutes away, shopping centers , &amp;nbsp;grocery stores, &amp;nbsp;etc.. &amp;nbsp;THERE IS NOTHING LN &amp;nbsp;area does not have.. Like one of my friends said-- Buying this house, you are getting whole lot more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWj_ZnC6cI/AAAAAAAAZog/vFu_SObMTB8/s1600/IMG_2364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWj_ZnC6cI/AAAAAAAAZog/vFu_SObMTB8/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok. I am done with my sales pitch.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my bff x for drinks and she started crying &amp;nbsp;that I am leaving.It finally hit her after we got our first offer that WE REALLY ARE MOVING.. we know each other for 9 years. I HAVE SEEN HER &amp;nbsp;3 PREGNANCY's , I have seen her baby's growing up, I have seen her good , bad and ugly days. ANd It does make me little emotional to LEAVE for couple of years.. Who knows what kind of crowd she starts hanging out now.lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am patiently waiting, cleaning, cooking, baking, dusting, &amp;nbsp;organizing, packing... I have lot of things to do, If u think I sit and do nothing. U R WRONG!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8554383137851011645?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8554383137851011645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8554383137851011645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8554383137851011645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8554383137851011645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-house-friends-and-other-drama.html' title='Our house, friends and other drama...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TBWjsgy-gWI/AAAAAAAAZoA/aTZq7kmgWPA/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-06-12+at+15.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8863320499203376014</id><published>2010-05-27T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:37:22.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokers viewing today...</title><content type='html'>I TOOK OFF, because I did not want to stay home and see all those " people" looking at our house and going.. HMH... Interesting-- INTERESTING MEAND- NOT GOOD!!!!! &amp;nbsp;lol.. but Liz is great. I love our Realtors.&lt;br /&gt;Notes -- Liz had created this feedback sheet, so brokers/ agents/ realtors can fill them out and LET ME KNOW WHAT KIND OF CHANGES THEY WANT TO SEE ... &amp;nbsp;anyway.. they will not see many changes, because my house is perfect the way it is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fresh paint- looks great"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re hang some decorations and make it look more liced in on .. STAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Open Plan, Great View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET RID OF RED AND GREEN PAINT... STAGE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY CLEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update furniture and appliances....&lt;br /&gt;Price to high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome view/love master suite retreat, great floor plan/ kitchen great for entertaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRICE IS HIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice and CLEAN...&lt;br /&gt;Stage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RED AND green walls to be toned down... ( NEVER)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very clean, beautiful view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint the bedrooms neutral, especially the downstairs " green ROom... Other than that PERFECT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent&lt;br /&gt;Spacious floor plan&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FLOORING :D&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful home, shows great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No suggestions - looks great.&lt;br /&gt;Home decor is outdated. Makes tougher to sell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful-- NICELY DECORATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, downstairs bedroom does not have bath attached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe HOW DIFFERENT opinions we got-- for some it is great, to others- THEY DON"T understand why EUROPEANS don't have european styling... Sadly, I don't like STUFFY furniture... I like &amp;nbsp;clean clutter free spaces... ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8863320499203376014?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8863320499203376014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8863320499203376014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8863320499203376014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8863320499203376014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokers-viewing-today.html' title='Brokers viewing today...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8258891329347462318</id><published>2010-05-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:14:08.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.redfin.com/CA/Laguna-Niguel/27715-Manor-Hill-Rd-92677/home/4877098"&gt;http://www.redfin.com/CA/Laguna-Niguel/27715-Manor-Hill-Rd-92677/home/4877098&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S_VDHpqA9_I/AAAAAAAAWH8/-5_AKHieqYU/s1600/618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S_VDHpqA9_I/AAAAAAAAWH8/-5_AKHieqYU/s320/618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AND our house is on Market. COntact our realtors Liz and Ty if you are interested &amp;nbsp;purchasing it ;) &amp;nbsp;We would really love to get a &amp;nbsp;good people living in here who would love this house as much as we do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we sell fast and when inspector does rounds, finds nothing major going on with our house. :D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8258891329347462318?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8258891329347462318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8258891329347462318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8258891329347462318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8258891329347462318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S_VDHpqA9_I/AAAAAAAAWH8/-5_AKHieqYU/s72-c/618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8619530535550955445</id><published>2010-05-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:19:21.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OIH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYgRW99xI/AAAAAAAAURc/_RTZ-TvM_lg/s1600/504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYgRW99xI/AAAAAAAAURc/_RTZ-TvM_lg/s320/504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SO little time so much to do. I don't understand... Feels like REginas funeral was couple of days ago , but&amp;nbsp; it is MAY!!! It will be 8 months since my baby passed away.. ANd on 8th May I will be 32..&amp;nbsp; I still can't belive that I was 25 when Regina was diagnosed with Cancer. WOW, I had to grow up overnight, and get my priorities straight and learn everything about&amp;nbsp; braintumors, medications, doctors. I want to thank you all the help and support I received over the years. ..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYQUbQdZI/AAAAAAAAURU/aGQVcJyZGSg/s1600/617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYQUbQdZI/AAAAAAAAURU/aGQVcJyZGSg/s320/617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway-- as you all know we are getting ready to move away from US for a while. For max 2 years... My house is painted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is 90% beige with hint of honey in it.&amp;nbsp; Looks very grand, and sophisticated. I was not sure If I like it, but I do. :D&amp;nbsp; We are still making minor fixes here and there to make it as welcoming to NEW people as possible. I have to let go WHAT I like, and think about what other people may like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is very hard thing to do... When painters painted our house , the guy told me--- YOur house looks like "daycare"--( korean guy..lol).. I told him, good,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That was my intention. I am mom, living in a colorful house with 2 kids and husband. ANd my kids liked it :D That is what mattered... He had nothing to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Having my last birthday party in our house on&amp;nbsp; may 15th 6-10 pm. Come on over for drinks, laughs, tears.. whatever you want :D&amp;nbsp; I welcome you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick has been home now for 3 weeks. On weekends we tried to do something fun.&amp;nbsp; this past weekend we went to Grand Canyon- We drove to Williams, AZ. Spend a night there, Took Grand Canyon Railway train to Grand canyon and spent a night there.&amp;nbsp; First time we went to Grand canyon&amp;nbsp; almost 12 years ago-- after we got married in Las Vegas:) This time, I Enjoyed it more. I was in awe by GC.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp; to be honest,&amp;nbsp; I don't understand people who move there...&amp;nbsp; Besides beautiful views, crazy wildlife( ELKS and Squirrels) there is nothing much to do. :(&amp;nbsp; Visit that place once in a while is great thought:) I loved it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYGl-Dl2I/AAAAAAAAURM/fZ1fnRoXHG0/s1600/278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYGl-Dl2I/AAAAAAAAURM/fZ1fnRoXHG0/s320/278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back Our tire broke.&amp;nbsp; Just when I pulled over to park and tank in gas station, we heard SSSSSSSSS.. Well, my husband heard.. Now.. Ludlow is tiny city with only 23 people. Closest BIGGER sity was 50 miles away.&amp;nbsp; We asked locals if they have tire shop. THEY did, but sadly, metal that pierced our tire was way to big, and it was impossible to fix our tire. SO we called AAA (road side assistance). We were told that we have to wait about 2 hours before AAA comes to us.. SO we went to DQ ( dairy Queen), only eating place there.. Had burgers, waited, I facebooked. We took lot of pictures, Gabriel found shrub full of ladybygs, and he was so excited to hold them and look at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IX3NT8-LI/AAAAAAAAURE/zGS4sFf05SQ/s1600/146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IX3NT8-LI/AAAAAAAAURE/zGS4sFf05SQ/s320/146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nick got tired, so he thought that He is going to change a tire himself..&amp;nbsp; Well, NICK has never changed a tire before.&amp;nbsp; SO, He took our car manual,&amp;nbsp; and with Gabriels help they located spare tire and jack..&amp;nbsp; IT took them a while to figure out how to do it, since we do have custom tires and&amp;nbsp; they need some extra attention ;)... FInally, when they removed broken tire. AAA guy showed up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly our spare was broken ..&amp;nbsp; crap.. But he helped us to fix it, and&amp;nbsp; after 45 minutes with our car, we were ready to start our 170 mile trip back to Laguna Niguel.. NOW,&amp;nbsp; Since we had spare tire on, we could only drive 50 miles an hour.. BUT SPEED LIMIT WAS 70 miles an hour.. :( IT took us littlebit over 3 hours to get home :(&amp;nbsp; and when we got home and I entered our house.. My mouth did drop to the floor... MY HOUSE LOOKED LIKE MY NEIGHBORS HOUSE... WHERE THE FUCK IS COLOR?? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IXtKMRGFI/AAAAAAAAUQ8/-fmPMQrrmOU/s1600/439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IXtKMRGFI/AAAAAAAAUQ8/-fmPMQrrmOU/s320/439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYq79ZQiI/AAAAAAAAURk/44MU9OVr_Io/s1600/585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYq79ZQiI/AAAAAAAAURk/44MU9OVr_Io/s320/585.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Right now we are trying to figure out what to do with Reginas ashes. Should we take them to Asia, or should we&amp;nbsp; bury them . We are also trying to find&amp;nbsp; new owners to our&amp;nbsp; things. :D&amp;nbsp; we&amp;nbsp; have 2&amp;nbsp; twin size beds and mattresses, we have queen size bed, we have Wooden dining room table,&amp;nbsp; couple of coffee table... and other small things. We want to get rid of as many things as possible. If yo u know anyone close by in OC&amp;nbsp; who needs anything let us know :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8619530535550955445?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8619530535550955445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8619530535550955445&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8619530535550955445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8619530535550955445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/05/oih.html' title='OIH'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S-IYgRW99xI/AAAAAAAAURc/_RTZ-TvM_lg/s72-c/504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8246811228037990001</id><published>2010-04-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:20:52.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School, moving, and more...</title><content type='html'>CAPO teachers are on strike.. SEcond day in a row.. Most kids skip school because of this. but NOT gabriel. He actually enjoys 17 kid classrooms now ;) hehe.&amp;nbsp; I hope that teachers get what they deserve.:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWCQmjohI/AAAAAAAAQ5E/ZuwuKS6tHwA/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWCQmjohI/AAAAAAAAQ5E/ZuwuKS6tHwA/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Moving... Yeah, getting our house&amp;nbsp; market ready is not the easiest&amp;nbsp; procedure.. Repaint all walls some&amp;nbsp; sort of beige,&amp;nbsp; fix dry wall issues,&amp;nbsp; organize,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; this , that, third, fourth...&amp;nbsp; To be honest...&amp;nbsp; Don't get it at all...&amp;nbsp; Our house is in great condition--- BUT COLOR is what has to be changed.&amp;nbsp; COLOR, and it is major project... It will cost us about 6000 to color all our rooms/baseboards/ &amp;nbsp; that "beige/ white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWLukjYeI/AAAAAAAAQ5M/bn-PsnnvUHw/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWLukjYeI/AAAAAAAAQ5M/bn-PsnnvUHw/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already removed all photos from walls . It was very emotional&amp;nbsp; process..&amp;nbsp; Lot of tears, lot of memories, great memories were hiding within those photos... I cried, and smiled, and cried again:) . I had serious discussions with myself... I was about to call realtors and tell them&amp;nbsp; I AM NOT SELLING, I can't do this.. BUT I can't stay to this house ether. I have to break free from my "jail".&amp;nbsp; And I know we can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HV4rpKb3I/AAAAAAAAQ44/-sfc-gdpVWU/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HV4rpKb3I/AAAAAAAAQ44/-sfc-gdpVWU/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Walking up the stairs reminds me HOW regina took her last steps up.. and last steps down.. Taking a bath reminds me&amp;nbsp; when I last washed her in there..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Driving my car ..... REminds me our last ride to Mall , Chilies,&amp;nbsp; SEeing a paperclip , reminds her collection of paperclips...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWVZrAGGI/AAAAAAAAQ5U/Ffs0PyO_MK8/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWVZrAGGI/AAAAAAAAQ5U/Ffs0PyO_MK8/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today , I put on pants I havent worn couple of years, and I felt something STUCK on my ass.... it was sticker LETTER R... It put a smile on my face..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you all for emailing me once in a while, calling me once in a while, and asking how I am doing once in a while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HV04bRHBI/AAAAAAAAQ4w/8CfKyJ_0XoY/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HV04bRHBI/AAAAAAAAQ4w/8CfKyJ_0XoY/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8246811228037990001?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8246811228037990001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8246811228037990001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8246811228037990001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8246811228037990001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/04/school-moving-and-more.html' title='School, moving, and more...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S9HWCQmjohI/AAAAAAAAQ5E/ZuwuKS6tHwA/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1428117979062396374</id><published>2010-04-21T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:47:19.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D:D:D:D Today I try to smile because I am alive :D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1428117979062396374?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1428117979062396374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1428117979062396374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1428117979062396374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1428117979062396374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/04/dddd-today-i-try-to-smile-because-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-939534458016663588</id><published>2010-04-20T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:20:26.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S85f0pxDuMI/AAAAAAAAQy0/8zJGLcu6SyQ/s1600/IMG_5577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S85f0pxDuMI/AAAAAAAAQy0/8zJGLcu6SyQ/s320/IMG_5577.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&amp;nbsp; 20 Minutes after&amp;nbsp; getting "bad" news.. Ride back from CHLA to our house, I&amp;nbsp; climbed from my seat&amp;nbsp; to back seat, sat&amp;nbsp; between Regina and Gabriel and cried&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and smiled, and tried to make them smile... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear calendar makers... Please cut out date 20 from your calendars.... 20 Will never be my favorite date :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-939534458016663588?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/939534458016663588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=939534458016663588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/939534458016663588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/939534458016663588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/04/7-months.html' title='7 Months...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S85f0pxDuMI/AAAAAAAAQy0/8zJGLcu6SyQ/s72-c/IMG_5577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6731497366663600823</id><published>2010-04-11T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:19:29.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tallapoosa, Chicks and more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzQ1dSx7I/AAAAAAAAIDI/N0ds_zUVEiM/s1600/186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzQ1dSx7I/AAAAAAAAIDI/N0ds_zUVEiM/s320/186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about Southern Hospitality. I really thought there is nut such thing as nice, warm Welcoming Southern Hospitality,, TILL I got to experience it myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Marr Family, who invited us to spend Spring Break with them in Georgia , we got to meet Gabes best friends grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzK-v8u0I/AAAAAAAAIDA/2l4z_0MHgLU/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzK-v8u0I/AAAAAAAAIDA/2l4z_0MHgLU/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzaOF7ETI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/3uz36goYR9s/s1600/397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzaOF7ETI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/3uz36goYR9s/s320/397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp; got&amp;nbsp; to Blackmons&amp;nbsp; house in Tallapoosa around 5 am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was dark one hour ride from airport to their house. Kids only got 2 hours of sleep and that is it. My friends mom and dad welcomed us with open arms and invited us in to have some breakfast . Pancakes, eggs, bacon:):):) YUMMM:):):) After that we tried to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Morning was not the easiest morning for Gabriel. He was tired, whiny and did not seem very excited about being there.. But he warmed up and by the end of the day he had made friends with Chickens, chicks, and open spaces surrounding Blackmons house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzjVBNSOI/AAAAAAAAIDY/r8zcqGtqzSY/s1600/665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzjVBNSOI/AAAAAAAAIDY/r8zcqGtqzSY/s320/665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tallapoosa is beautiful Country side.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Reminded me a&amp;nbsp; lot of My home willage in Estonia BUT WITH one big difference. Tallapoosa was very well taken care of ..&amp;nbsp; well,,, I am not talking about suspicious trailers here and there, that most likely had one or two or 3 "suspicious&amp;nbsp; "&amp;nbsp; people cooking up some special potion .... but in general&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was experiencing spring Like I have not done so past 12 years. Blooming apple, cherry and dogwood&amp;nbsp; trees, Wisteria, tulips, dafodills, ... Green grass, trees getting their leaves and.... LOTS OF YELLOW POLLEN, so much pollen that one day we could see trees&amp;nbsp; having pollen explosions... now, that was a site I have never seen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8Jz-qG1oaI/AAAAAAAAIDo/Gd9ZzngwGjI/s1600/631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8Jz-qG1oaI/AAAAAAAAIDo/Gd9ZzngwGjI/s320/631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In GA we visited , Coca Cola museum, Toured CNN studios, ate great food at Plates and Buckhead club.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Centennial Gardens welcomed us with Butterflies and Birds of Pray show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is True Chicken Farmer. He fell in love with Chickens and Chicks. Every morning he woke up, first thing he did was to check eggs. ANd he was very dissapointed when S.&amp;nbsp; grandfather found eggs first.. So, we had REAL egg hunt... Jealous, You all???? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8J0DmaE19I/AAAAAAAAIDw/vqWQ9CRqtOQ/s1600/213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8J0DmaE19I/AAAAAAAAIDw/vqWQ9CRqtOQ/s320/213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOuthern accents, charm and hospitality is something I will never forget .&amp;nbsp; I haven't been so happy for a very long time.&amp;nbsp; I had time to&amp;nbsp; relax and think.&amp;nbsp; I had time to think about what is important for me and what is that I value most in this life.. And&amp;nbsp; sometimes it Takes Georgia trip to make me think about important things in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8Jzu-ZKBAI/AAAAAAAAIDg/KLMeqqAMtHM/s1600/572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8Jzu-ZKBAI/AAAAAAAAIDg/KLMeqqAMtHM/s320/572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say.. I left my heart in Tallapoosa...&lt;br /&gt;You can see all the photos I took in my Picasa album:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dianatan78/Georgia2010#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/dianatan78/Georgia2010#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzGHo0CPI/AAAAAAAAIC4/LW0Ik4oSZeo/s1600/589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzGHo0CPI/AAAAAAAAIC4/LW0Ik4oSZeo/s320/589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During this trip I heard sad news. We lost another sweet girl to Cancer... Rest In Peace Lauren. You will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallapoosa Facts... it has about 3200 people&lt;br /&gt;Land Area- 7,41 miles &lt;br /&gt;More Females than men,&lt;br /&gt;91% White&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6731497366663600823?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6731497366663600823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6731497366663600823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6731497366663600823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6731497366663600823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/04/tallapoosa-chicks-and-more.html' title='Tallapoosa, Chicks and more..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S8JzQ1dSx7I/AAAAAAAAIDI/N0ds_zUVEiM/s72-c/186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1961258315738543113</id><published>2010-04-04T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:22:43.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another First..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmtqy7bmI/AAAAAAAAGUA/dyC6cBwQ4lU/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmtqy7bmI/AAAAAAAAGUA/dyC6cBwQ4lU/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First Easter without my Beautiful&amp;nbsp; Regina.&amp;nbsp; I Have been trying to keep myself busy, hanging out with friends, doing gazillion things same time, blasting music so loud I can't hear my own thoughts.. But the truth is&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp; is not helping at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had Easter Egg hunt.&amp;nbsp; I just channeled my thoughts away from it.. Trying to think about things that don't remind her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Again, not&amp;nbsp; successful... after I got home&amp;nbsp; from hunt and shopping.. I just worked out and cried ..&amp;nbsp; It was good, Crying was good.&amp;nbsp; But today I feel same all over again...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I look out&amp;nbsp; to my back yard and&amp;nbsp; in my mind I see walking in her nightgown from&amp;nbsp; one end to other trying to get some Easter eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmKxq7x2I/AAAAAAAAGTY/M2t4lNYEzVY/s1600/Picture+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmKxq7x2I/AAAAAAAAGTY/M2t4lNYEzVY/s320/Picture+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmRfoK9-I/AAAAAAAAGTg/Wx0LbWEwmbo/s1600/Picture+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmRfoK9-I/AAAAAAAAGTg/Wx0LbWEwmbo/s320/Picture+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmU9dS4LI/AAAAAAAAGTo/kCA2O9pyWaw/s1600/Picture+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmU9dS4LI/AAAAAAAAGTo/kCA2O9pyWaw/s320/Picture+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmaw_QVRI/AAAAAAAAGTw/4xhLd824oTk/s1600/Picture+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmaw_QVRI/AAAAAAAAGTw/4xhLd824oTk/s320/Picture+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmjNBsYqI/AAAAAAAAGT4/dvN8EFgnuXM/s1600/Picture+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmjNBsYqI/AAAAAAAAGT4/dvN8EFgnuXM/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh.. I miss her soo much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1961258315738543113?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1961258315738543113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1961258315738543113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1961258315738543113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1961258315738543113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-first.html' title='Another First..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7jmtqy7bmI/AAAAAAAAGUA/dyC6cBwQ4lU/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-4194067795728333064</id><published>2010-03-29T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:36:51.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I miss my man.&amp;nbsp; I HATE him being away from us on HIS birthday. Birthdays have been THE MOST IMPORTANT "holidays" ever for us,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and ones&amp;nbsp; that actually mean something. THESE ARE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; DATES are not made up by some ST. Nicholas, or Jesus, or&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; witches... These are ACTUAL DATES we popped out of vagina's .. YES , you heard me right.&amp;nbsp; hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nick will be 44 on March 31st :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7F_0egtCcI/AAAAAAAAGQM/f5Bmh-aGf00/s1600/Nick+ja+eesti+talv.+you+are+my+everything.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7F_0egtCcI/AAAAAAAAGQM/f5Bmh-aGf00/s320/Nick+ja+eesti+talv.+you+are+my+everything.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;MISS HIM TO PIECES :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-4194067795728333064?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/4194067795728333064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=4194067795728333064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4194067795728333064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/4194067795728333064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7F_0egtCcI/AAAAAAAAGQM/f5Bmh-aGf00/s72-c/Nick+ja+eesti+talv.+you+are+my+everything.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6908565851197831537</id><published>2010-03-28T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:25:05.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7AbIF83tvI/AAAAAAAAGPw/0ZAjLp8Pytc/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7AbIF83tvI/AAAAAAAAGPw/0ZAjLp8Pytc/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to thank you all my friends who have been here for me and offered their big fat ear&amp;nbsp; and really listened -- silently:)&amp;nbsp; I know how hard it is&amp;nbsp; to listen and not give advise&amp;nbsp; that may not work. But you managed to do so , and you know who you are :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We. have couple of really exciting things happening here...&amp;nbsp; Spring BREAK FOR GABRIEL and ME:) wohoooo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One week no homework.&amp;nbsp; ONE WEEK NO WAKING UP 6.15 AM. ONE WEEK OF FRIED SOUTHERN FOOD...Nothing can beat that ??? YES:) We are packing our carry on luggage&amp;nbsp; and heading to Atlanta, Georgia. Gabriels best friends family lives there, and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am soooo happy that they invited us&amp;nbsp; with them to meet S.&amp;nbsp; Grandparents and uncles and whoever else is there.&amp;nbsp; I heard that there are lots of chickens and CHicks , so I should feel like I am home.. ( my childhood). And one week of fried foods sound like paradise.&amp;nbsp; I have not had anything fried for a very very long time.:D:D:D:D:D:D.. Anyway... I am beyond excited. I am&amp;nbsp; just ready to take this world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that trip, NICK COMES HOME&amp;gt;. Wooo fucking hooooooo.&amp;nbsp; AND we decided after we got a great recommendation from our next door neighbors, to go to Arizona. We visited Grand canyon once before, but it was before kids. THis time we are taking&amp;nbsp; Gabriel with us and&amp;nbsp; we are making&amp;nbsp; it an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thetrain.com/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; We are going to drive there, take train ride, hike, drive back&amp;nbsp; and enjoy our little family :)(:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sure.. during THIS upcoming&amp;nbsp; spring/ summer we have to find renters to our wonderful&amp;nbsp; colorful house with awesome view and&amp;nbsp; location.. Not to mention neighbors ;) WE HAVE THE BEST NEIGHBORS&amp;nbsp; ever:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Missing our Princess Regina.. Going to Ice Cream store is painful, GOing to Mall is painful, Going to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tall Mouse craft store is painful, GOING TO POOOL is very , very&amp;nbsp; painful.&amp;nbsp; But I am doing it, because I know she would not want&amp;nbsp; me to feel sad and&amp;nbsp; depressed all the time.&amp;nbsp; I know&amp;nbsp; she wants me to be best ME ever.&amp;nbsp; But wherever I go, I carry her with me.&amp;nbsp; SHe is forever in my Heart. She is constantly in my mind.. ANd I just found out that Gabriel things about her more than I thought he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel has&amp;nbsp; never been attached to any of his toys, clothes, blankets...&amp;nbsp; never, ever ever... But past 4 months or so, he can't part of his comforter. He wakes up with it, carries it to our rocking chair, takes it to computer room, takes it to our car. .. eats&amp;nbsp; lunch dinner and breakfast&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; being covered with it...&amp;nbsp; Regina was her security blanket before, ..she liked taking&amp;nbsp; care of her and being protective of her.. and now he feels very protective of his blanker.:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad for Gabriel :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are having great time and BE YOU :) Don't try to be someone else.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have enough copycats and&amp;nbsp; liars . I really want to see MORE YOU people.. " Get Naked" and stop pretending ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6908565851197831537?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6908565851197831537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6908565851197831537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6908565851197831537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6908565851197831537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-thank-you-all-my-friends-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S7AbIF83tvI/AAAAAAAAGPw/0ZAjLp8Pytc/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6649473654274149805</id><published>2010-03-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:30:51.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4_pSmdzI/AAAAAAAAGN0/uYVNmPRk_Fg/s1600-h/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4_pSmdzI/AAAAAAAAGN0/uYVNmPRk_Fg/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4TMXQEMI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7O4CQYTP76A/s1600-h/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4TMXQEMI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7O4CQYTP76A/s320/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4eNC4UfI/AAAAAAAAGNc/Wf2ypqZXJKg/s1600-h/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4eNC4UfI/AAAAAAAAGNc/Wf2ypqZXJKg/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4LbB6yjI/AAAAAAAAGNM/d4Ynd3ufMNA/s1600-h/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4LbB6yjI/AAAAAAAAGNM/d4Ynd3ufMNA/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l410s27AI/AAAAAAAAGNs/czRP6fCO3TU/s1600-h/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l410s27AI/AAAAAAAAGNs/czRP6fCO3TU/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4qj4xe1I/AAAAAAAAGNk/4s2COJTlFVg/s1600-h/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4qj4xe1I/AAAAAAAAGNk/4s2COJTlFVg/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh wow, 3/30&amp;nbsp; was beautiful day... 6 months since Reginas passing .&amp;nbsp; Day itself was really , really beautiful. We woke up and headed out to our community Spring party :) Candy, music, food, cupcakes, lots of people :) IT was fun. Also.. 9 years in our community and&amp;nbsp; within this 9 years we have attended lot of community events. NOT ONCE we won before.. but on 03.30&amp;nbsp; Gabriel won easter basket with Cars and candy:) ANd we saw cloud heart :) I know Reginas was present in that event. CUPCAKE DECORATING??? ARE YOU FOR REAL??? She can't miss those events. :) ANyway it was awesome sunday :)&amp;nbsp; and you should have seen Gabriel smile when we won :) HE was soooo happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6649473654274149805?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6649473654274149805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6649473654274149805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6649473654274149805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6649473654274149805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-wow-330-was-beautiful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6l4_pSmdzI/AAAAAAAAGN0/uYVNmPRk_Fg/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6928439000477848135</id><published>2010-03-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:22:56.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to admit something...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Something big, something very serious. And some words may hurt some of you.&amp;nbsp; I have been avoiding lot of you. Especially those of you who have daughters..&amp;nbsp; and we used to hang out, do things, fun things, talk, compare..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everytime I hear some of you say something fun about your daughters&amp;nbsp; I feel pain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Every time I see&amp;nbsp; 8,9,10 year old's walking down the street with fun outfits, I see&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Regina.&amp;nbsp; Every time&amp;nbsp; you brag about how well your daughters are doing, I feel like crying.&amp;nbsp; And I eventually do. Sometimes I just leave conversation&amp;nbsp; rudely and come back when I think I can&amp;nbsp; hold alright conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6GbZVAYzzI/AAAAAAAAGJY/RNFmWoOXBvE/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6GbZVAYzzI/AAAAAAAAGJY/RNFmWoOXBvE/s320/Picture+051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&amp;nbsp; really am doing my best, but&amp;nbsp; is not as easy as I thought.&amp;nbsp; I don't think it ever will be. :( I had&amp;nbsp; great conversations with some of my cancer moms who have lost kids 6-7 years ago, and&amp;nbsp; at times they still feel like I feel now, and it scares. &amp;nbsp; I don't want&amp;nbsp; people to feel afraid to talk about things with me,&amp;nbsp; and I don't want them to feel &amp;nbsp; angry at me when I stop them and say. Enough please. .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been "nesting" in a way, or spring cleaning.&amp;nbsp; I am freeing myself from things I could not give up because of Regina, because she loves&amp;nbsp; lot of tiny nick nacks...&amp;nbsp; And I had looot of those.&amp;nbsp; few boxes full, well, before shelves full, but now boxes....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, in a way, I just try to keep myself busy at home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Walks, cooking, playing with Gabriel, reading, facebook, photos,&amp;nbsp; Nick,&amp;nbsp; lunches dinners with friends,&amp;nbsp; dancing, and my wine and cheese... :D:D:D:D I also am getting myself mentally ready for China.&amp;nbsp; 2 weeks ago I was not as ready as I am today. Nut I am not ready to sell our house with&amp;nbsp; horrible real estate market. .. If you think you can&amp;nbsp; pay 4000 dollars for rent&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; per month for at least 15 months, this house will be yours ;)&amp;nbsp; Great location,&amp;nbsp; awesome views, perfect neighbors:D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6928439000477848135?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6928439000477848135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6928439000477848135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6928439000477848135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6928439000477848135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-to-admit-something.html' title='I have to admit something...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S6GbZVAYzzI/AAAAAAAAGJY/RNFmWoOXBvE/s72-c/Picture+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3726798549260803276</id><published>2010-03-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:30:42.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just few photos :D:D:D:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pQMtROxI/AAAAAAAAGFo/FU_Lh2kBO5k/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pQMtROxI/AAAAAAAAGFo/FU_Lh2kBO5k/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448697219942267666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pPtlWh6I/AAAAAAAAGFg/70UhdoG_saE/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pPtlWh6I/AAAAAAAAGFg/70UhdoG_saE/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448697211587561378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pO5z-NII/AAAAAAAAGFY/3tkQ4SvYjoE/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pO5z-NII/AAAAAAAAGFY/3tkQ4SvYjoE/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448697197690238082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pOW8IavI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/2uL-3lBHri8/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pOW8IavI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/2uL-3lBHri8/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448697188329220850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pNwMTEZI/AAAAAAAAGFI/eJKX4G1k4xY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pNwMTEZI/AAAAAAAAGFI/eJKX4G1k4xY/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448697177928044946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohxo41FI/AAAAAAAAGE8/XPh4NRcVqd0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohxo41FI/AAAAAAAAGE8/XPh4NRcVqd0/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448696422402151506" border="0" /&gt;Gabriel watching tv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohQZaS_I/AAAAAAAAGE0/iWzewlG1KSU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohQZaS_I/AAAAAAAAGE0/iWzewlG1KSU/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448696413478865906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohKtQQYI/AAAAAAAAGEs/RTdEUqeCudA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ohKtQQYI/AAAAAAAAGEs/RTdEUqeCudA/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448696411951481218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ogjylOCI/AAAAAAAAGEk/MkCALNGHUKM/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ogjylOCI/AAAAAAAAGEk/MkCALNGHUKM/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448696401504843810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ogADZe8I/AAAAAAAAGEc/9oCmH9pomwQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52ogADZe8I/AAAAAAAAGEc/9oCmH9pomwQ/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448696391911701442" 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/7290451-3726798549260803276?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3726798549260803276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3726798549260803276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3726798549260803276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3726798549260803276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-few-photos-dddd.html' title='Just few photos :D:D:D:D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S52pQMtROxI/AAAAAAAAGFo/FU_Lh2kBO5k/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1615078673774126369</id><published>2010-03-12T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:50:47.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5sLGn53AhI/AAAAAAAAGBc/7cIaw_vqdQY/s1600-h/23841_363344203853_739333853_4962885_2885202_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5sLGn53AhI/AAAAAAAAGBc/7cIaw_vqdQY/s400/23841_363344203853_739333853_4962885_2885202_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447960382653530642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5sLGX0Zh_I/AAAAAAAAGBU/cpSbE6flrFc/s1600-h/IMG_8403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5sLGX0Zh_I/AAAAAAAAGBU/cpSbE6flrFc/s400/IMG_8403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447960378335660018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hei dear Followers :) Thanks for Sticking  with me and my messalicious life...hee.  Things are not bad, they are just different.  Very different.   My day may start out so great.  HAPPY, smily, danging , working out.. and then.. wa waaa waaaaa.. For example. I am going to grocery store. I get my stuff and  head towards cashiers. and then I see DVD... Strawberry shortcake, or BARBIE or  Princess DVD. And I feel  like letting  it out right there...  Holding back my tears I proceed to checkout . I place my items to table. Cashier asks me " How are you doing today?" , I look at her,  smile and say. I am doing GREAT, how are you doing.... And she tells me. " not the Best morning", but  got a do what you got to do... " I just look at her again and tell her. Hope your day gets better...&lt;br /&gt;BUT instead, I wanted to tell her when she asked. " Are you fucking sure you want to know how I am doing? Are you really sure? because if you knew what I have to say, you would not be asking  how I was doing  after seeing my Daughters fave snacks, dvd/s  balloons, books, drinks,... How I was doing.. YOu would be giving me one huuuge hug. Because that  is what I need .. right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I bite insides of my cheeks, and keep a straight but disturbed face..   I thank  them for bagging my groceries, tell them, NO , Idon't need help  taking my cart to my car. And see you soon.. .. And I leave  and I feel free.. till .... there is something else that reminds me something... something something....&lt;br /&gt;I hate my brain. I hate it. I wish there was easier way to deal with all this. But there isn't and  I have to make it work. And I thank my blog and readers for it :) Thank you. For checking in once in a while, leaving inspirational feedback. Sorry , I don't reply to all of you. But I take every message  with me, and keep it close to my heart. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1615078673774126369?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1615078673774126369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1615078673774126369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1615078673774126369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1615078673774126369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5sLGn53AhI/AAAAAAAAGBc/7cIaw_vqdQY/s72-c/23841_363344203853_739333853_4962885_2885202_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6778962024291633785</id><published>2010-03-09T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T20:29:10.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and downs,...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( Rainbow over our Community )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceERNSW7I/AAAAAAAAF-g/f-8VWiUu_ww/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceERNSW7I/AAAAAAAAF-g/f-8VWiUu_ww/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855333015346098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. WOW. March.  I cant believe  that in 10 days it will be 6 months . 6 months is long time for some, but  for me  time has gone by very fast. I still remember everything like it was yesterday..   I remember it to details. I remember placing my ear against her chest  to make sure IT was her last breath. I was hoping NOT,.. but ..  I hat to  do it second time to make sure my ear WAS placed on her heart.... It was not  beating.   It was not beating.  IT HAD STOPPED BEATING.. I knew that it would happen. I knew, but when it did happen i wished I was  magician... I wished  I could say 3 magic words and she would  wake up and smile like there was no cancer.. IN THIS DIMENSION... In this world, with us. HERE... But things like this never happen.&lt;br /&gt;We all remember our babies first   movement in our tummy, first smile, first steps, first tooth, First  everything. EVERYTHING.But I also remember everything last... Last thibg she tasted, last outfit, last words-- I love you tooo---, last look in her eyes... last time she took her breath... last..  LAST...  I remember last time I touched her....  She was cold.. cold..  I don't want to remember it. It is something that is very hard to erase from my memory. .. But what gives me piece is Seeing her last time in her casket. She looked in peace.. She looked so peaceful..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry  readers that I have to drag you down with me.    But this is what I feel how I feel. I have lot of good days. LOT of good days, lot of smiles , laughter happiness. Plenty of it, but when good thoughts leave,  darkness takes place... and it stays  for a while...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceuVwU0XI/AAAAAAAAF-4/PTWpU9FqMGI/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceuVwU0XI/AAAAAAAAF-4/PTWpU9FqMGI/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446856055790555506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I was again holding Reginas things,   looking at  her stash of stickers. SHE loved stickers and crayons. SHE LOVE&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceFLPn2aI/AAAAAAAAF-o/KIfDDOFZ17o/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceFLPn2aI/AAAAAAAAF-o/KIfDDOFZ17o/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855348594399650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D them. If I gave her sheet of stickers, she would take her scissors and cut  them out one by one. She could do it for hours. just cut out stickers. and she stored them in her hannah montana shoe box. at first she did store them at plastic bags, but I told her to put them all at one place, and she did. When she could not cut with her right hand, she would switch over and do it with her left hand... . and I have that box of her stickers. I did give away lot of her cut stickers ,but I still have some. :)   It is funny tho think that it gave her joy. Stickers made her smile.. Cutting out stickers was fun :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceFicYNsI/AAAAAAAAF-w/rMsihpL86P8/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceFicYNsI/AAAAAAAAF-w/rMsihpL86P8/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855354821916354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and crayons were her choice for coloring and drawing:) SHe sharpened her crayons.  And again, she could sit for an hour to just sharpen them. And again , she liked doing it:)  now and then i get an image of her sharpening her crayons. I usually think about it when I sharpen my  lip or eye pencil. ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5cf3J0aPeI/AAAAAAAAF_E/pQScGsopQgo/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5cf3J0aPeI/AAAAAAAAF_E/pQScGsopQgo/s400/Picture+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857306716913122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh.. silly me.  I MISS HER SO, SO MUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6778962024291633785?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6778962024291633785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6778962024291633785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6778962024291633785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6778962024291633785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/03/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and downs,...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S5ceERNSW7I/AAAAAAAAF-g/f-8VWiUu_ww/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8867889975547169462</id><published>2010-02-25T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:59:54.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Cupcake Princess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c2msQWEtI/AAAAAAAAFtA/RmsVAWZXkR8/s1600-h/REgina+baking+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c2msQWEtI/AAAAAAAAFtA/RmsVAWZXkR8/s400/REgina+baking+cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442378713043178194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Baking Buddy Regina. I  really do. I remember our last time baking together. She had already lost ability to use her right hand and struggled to stir her cupcake dough. I had to help her.  BUT she did it.  I remember how she used her left hand and placed paper cupcake liners into pan. I remember helping her back to her sofa where she patiently waited cupcakes to be ready. I remember her eating 3-4 at a time ( she was on steroids),.. And that was last time she ever baked of prepared us something. .   I have baked cupcakes once since then. It was very hard thing for me to do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4JtL_LWI/AAAAAAAAFtM/v0M05qiYKfs/s1600-h/226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4JtL_LWI/AAAAAAAAFtM/v0M05qiYKfs/s400/226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380414100385122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c5ERtuw1I/AAAAAAAAFto/1UC2f_STLDg/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c5ERtuw1I/AAAAAAAAFto/1UC2f_STLDg/s400/111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442381420338004818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have  not felt like writing. I think about writing, I have opened up this blog many time and type couple of sentences but then I erase it.   I have lot to say, I HAVE lot in my mind and I wish I was in happier better place, but I am not.  I am still very broken inside. Still hurting, still crying   and holding  back tears  when I am at public place and something reminds me of Regina.  I avoid going to LNES because I see "her Friends",  I avoid people because I feel like I can't  handle hugs and we are thinking of you comments...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4cmkWwfI/AAAAAAAAFtU/g8aNSMHz-fE/s1600-h/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4cmkWwfI/AAAAAAAAFtU/g8aNSMHz-fE/s400/110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380738741060082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do fun things and GO OUT, but oftentimes  instead of smiling I wanted to cry..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4rYMGCBI/AAAAAAAAFtc/YfAvUnatX34/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c4rYMGCBI/AAAAAAAAFtc/YfAvUnatX34/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380992579242002" 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/7290451-8867889975547169462?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8867889975547169462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8867889975547169462&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8867889975547169462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8867889975547169462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-my-cupcake-princess.html' title='I miss my Cupcake Princess.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S4c2msQWEtI/AAAAAAAAFtA/RmsVAWZXkR8/s72-c/REgina+baking+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-5960699426391120204</id><published>2010-02-05T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:40:42.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S20Av3-nslI/AAAAAAAAFqE/r90rW5bsgsk/s1600-h/22434_300390988853_739333853_4717840_3450440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S20Av3-nslI/AAAAAAAAFqE/r90rW5bsgsk/s400/22434_300390988853_739333853_4717840_3450440_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435001147786506834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February..&lt;br /&gt;It is weird.  I remember  2, 3, 4  February's that Regina and I spent in hospitals. Drawing  pictures ,making hearts,  cutting out hearts...  At first I feared it. I feared february, like I feared  November, December..  But , I am starting to like it. I love finding hearts she drew, I LOVE finding postcards in drawers, in her closet, In her  make up box. It makes me smile.  I remember last february and CHLA.. Heart she made.. I still have it :)  yes, I love February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been alright around here. Gabriel is a great student in LNES, once in a while he does  get a lover score, but then I give him a serious speech about.. WTF where u thinking?? HOW MUCH IS 8X9 again... JUP.. it is 72. NOW, for 72 hours you are not allowed to play WII.. hhihihihiii.. lol.  AND  then, screaming starts , like I am about to murder him.  I just stare at him  and tell  say... EVERY minute u cry without any serious reason I ADD an hour... HE SCREAMS  even more.  for about an hour. then he comes to me asnd says.. CAN I REad a book for an hour  so you can take few of those minutes away??? hahaha...  I just tell him. YES you can, BUT, you have to stop asking in every 4 minutes.. HOW MUCH MORE TIME DO I HAVE LEFT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is super cool.. :):):):)&lt;br /&gt;TOnight he asked me about REgina. Few questions. HE wanted to hear story about  when Gabriel was born and we brought him home from hospital.. REgina was very upset. she started crying ( at 22 months) and told us to Take Gabriel back to hospital... SHE was really, really , really upset. SHe cried, and cried, and cried .   But then she got used to Idea that Gabriel is not going away, and she was fine ever sense... Every time I tell this story  to Gabriel  he  starts laughing. He thinks it is  super funny. He asks WHy Regina did not like him... I told Gabriel, you were tiny wrinkled screaming and stinky thing...   WHy do you think she did not like you at first. hehe... That makes Gabriel laugh even more... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing Gabriel happy:)   He gets very creative and imaginative when he is happy.  I don't have to force him  to do things he does not really like to do.. HE just does them without complaining... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway., things are ok. Nick is finally coming home. I miss him. I really do.  I have not seen him since January 1st.  It is very hard , since it is NEW year for us and NEW beginning for us.      I just hope that from now on  everything gets better and better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5960699426391120204?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5960699426391120204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5960699426391120204&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5960699426391120204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5960699426391120204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S20Av3-nslI/AAAAAAAAFqE/r90rW5bsgsk/s72-c/22434_300390988853_739333853_4717840_3450440_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6726725105791992700</id><published>2010-01-23T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:07:05.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_hWIghVI/AAAAAAAAFm8/HbCYPB_xod4/s1600-h/IMG_4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_hWIghVI/AAAAAAAAFm8/HbCYPB_xod4/s400/IMG_4380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430214724067296594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_gxW8GSI/AAAAAAAAFm0/sWat-VkHgeM/s1600-h/IMG_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_gxW8GSI/AAAAAAAAFm0/sWat-VkHgeM/s400/IMG_4321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430214714195712290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_gWLHk6I/AAAAAAAAFms/uPXOT_v3HDY/s1600-h/IMG_8446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_gWLHk6I/AAAAAAAAFms/uPXOT_v3HDY/s400/IMG_8446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430214706898375586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_fzMBBZI/AAAAAAAAFmk/_23HLOQTnOI/s1600-h/IMG_8477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_fzMBBZI/AAAAAAAAFmk/_23HLOQTnOI/s400/IMG_8477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430214697506899346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I have not updated for a while.  I can't seem to bring myself writing down what I am feeling or how I am feeling or how I am dealing with my feelings. SOmetimes I don't even know how I feel. I just go with the flow. I wake up, I do what I have to do and rest of the day I just sit  and  do nothing. No talking till 2.05... Texting once  in a while, phonecalls once in a while, dinners with awesome supporters and friends once in a while. But I choose to stay quiet and calm and I enjoy silence.  I enjoy peace. I enjoy hearing sing chirping or wind blowing . I enjoy hearing hail and rain hitting my rooftop middle of the night. I enjoy hearing cars driving by .  I enjoy wondering  what will my life be in few months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTONIA- Christmas in Estonia was awesome, amazing experience.. I can not believe that our whole family was togehter. ( almost... REgina RIP and my stepdad who i never met)... BUT.. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My sister and his boyfriend, Nick and I and Gabriel,  My mom and stepdad,   My brother his gfriend , son and daugher my sisters boyfriends sister and mom... and 2 random village people who decided to show up and amuse us..&lt;br /&gt;FOod was great, people were great and I was happy... ANd again I decided to be quiet. I wanted to hear what people were talking, laughing about, smiling about.  I wanted to hear so I can learn how to be happy again.  I can look happy outside, I do things that make me happy, but I don't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel enormous  emptiness in me .. JUST like before I had kids. I felt like I NEEDED to have kids to fill that hole. ANd I did ...  Now I feel like I failed to deliver. I feel like I did something wrong.  I keep wondering- what I have to do  to fill this empty hole with honest  deeds so it will mean  everything ot me... to my family and to my friends. .. I want to take my first step towards healing, but how do i know when it is right time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Princess REgina and I see her everywhere... SHe left a lasting mark to my heart.. and I dont' think this mark will be ever erasable,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6726725105791992700?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6726725105791992700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6726725105791992700&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6726725105791992700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6726725105791992700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S1v_hWIghVI/AAAAAAAAFm8/HbCYPB_xod4/s72-c/IMG_4380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8505359464823324384</id><published>2010-01-13T13:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:25:58.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GtnuE3RI/AAAAAAAAFlU/_zAGd7SGUX8/s1600-h/IMG_4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GtnuE3RI/AAAAAAAAFlU/_zAGd7SGUX8/s400/IMG_4733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352350598323474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05Gsw1s7jI/AAAAAAAAFlE/YwPeXvPp9iU/s1600-h/IMG_8907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05Gsw1s7jI/AAAAAAAAFlE/YwPeXvPp9iU/s400/IMG_8907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352335866359346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF YOU :):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estonia was A M A Z I N G :) WINTER was just what I needed. Cold, crisp, icy ,  magical. At times i was  in awe and thought that I am in some sort of beautiful fairytale :)  And I did not want that fairytale to end. I love snow. My family  family hated it, but at times when I had to go to Sauna  ( about 50 steps from one building to other,  I DID NOT WEAR SHOES . uuuppsss.. hehe. I just wanted to feel cold icy snow under my feet, and then run to hot sauna and sweat , sweat , sweat ..  Luckily I managed to stay healty for that 3 weeks there ( only one really bad hangover but that is it). ..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05Grx1InHI/AAAAAAAAFk0/xAUAcZo2biA/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05Grx1InHI/AAAAAAAAFk0/xAUAcZo2biA/s400/IMG_1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352318952545394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It was nice visiting family, seeing friends I wanted to see, party, Travel  to sweded.. My looovely husband decided to surprize me .. YES,   Since he is  US citizen now he does not need visa to get into Estonia..  So day before christmas  MY SISTER , who lives in tallin walks in and YELLS WE PICKED UP A HITCHIKER ... I'm like.. um.. ok.. and when I finally saw who IT WAS, I had no words to say.. I just started laughing. I had not expected him to show up.. But sadly I was a total bitch about him taking me away from ESTONIA, and he hates me for it ;(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;BUT he did surprize me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GsFP6jrI/AAAAAAAAFk8/RMi5kj9ZKlE/s1600-h/IMG_1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GsFP6jrI/AAAAAAAAFk8/RMi5kj9ZKlE/s400/IMG_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352324165144242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our 11th anniversary in Board of Cruisehip Baltic queen that travels between Estonia and sweden. It is all night cruise  and it has about 900 cabins.  CLubs, restaurants, fun for kids. etc..    In sweden we  went to Northen Sweden Delsbo to visit Nicks  friends family ( they used to work together in sweden Ericson... Designing some Chips I guess.. ;) )  It was nice visiting their family. They have amazing farmhouse and 2 lovely kids. Gabriel loved the fact that Their Daughter spoke english :):):) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GtRqL_ZI/AAAAAAAAFlM/yW4-YybmK1c/s1600-h/IMG_8874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GtRqL_ZI/AAAAAAAAFlM/yW4-YybmK1c/s400/IMG_8874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426352344676433298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On First of january, Gabriel and I flew back to Estonia and stayed til 7th.  Nick stayed to Sweden, visited more friends,  and finally flew to Beijing. BUT in Beijing was a huuuge snowstorm, and he had to stay to Arlanda airport for few extra hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip back to US did not go so smoothly ether.    On 7th I flew  to Sweden to find out that my British Airways trip to London WAS CANCELLED... AAAAAHHHHHH. I was pulling my hair out. Running around , trying to find out what can I do.. Finally I was guided to TICKETING WINDOW, where only 1 person was working, and there were about 50 people on line... I was told this line was about 80 people long 5 hours ago... .. SO  we  stood on line and waited, 1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4 hours.. almost 5 hours. ANd finally it was our turn.. We found out that there were no flights leaving on that day, but they can put me on  a next day flight.. SAME number, same route..   ( Of course free) I TOOK IT... Then I started panicking. OMG, what's next?  WHat am I going to do now?&lt;br /&gt;Now back to cruise ship. On that ship I met one of my old friends. EVE and her family. It was TOTAL SURPRISE. I did not expect  to meet anyone I know there. BUT I DID. and I am so thankful for it.  We exchanged numbers  and they told me that If I  am ever in sweden call them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT of course I  had to find a payphone to use.  I don't know how to use pay phones.. ARE U SERIOUS? ME AND MY iPHONE ARE  like best buddies. But since I DID not  have AT&amp;amp;T in sweden . I had to learn to use payphone..lol. I went to info. SHowed them number I HAVE and asked, so what do I have to dial to get to them... And I got what I needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They advised me to take Express train from Airport to Central Station . ( it is about 20 minute train ride).  I DID IT!!! 3 HUUUGE suitcases, Gabriels bag and my laptop bag and my purse. YES.. I HAD MY LUGGAGE WITH ME:) Gabriel was awesome help and helped me wheel suitcases :):):) He was very excited to take trainride  so that is why he was so helpful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on grand central I called them again and met them there :):):):) THAN GOD  FOR HELPFUL FRIENDS. I AM so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Maarika gave me her car to use in Estonia, My mom did not yell at me that my  STUFF in her small house was everywhere, and  Friends who I have not seen for Y E A R S   lend a helping hand :):):)   We celebrated:)  AND OF COURSE MAIRE, who picked me up from LAX and drowe me home :):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;Next morning Eves husband drowe us to airport  and voilaa;) We made it. But of course Airport in England had some extra security mesurements and EVERYBODY entering  our flight ( almost everybody) were doubble checked,  . In some weird way they did not check Gabriel and I. We were told to sit down and  wait till gate opens.. !!&lt;br /&gt;This is general post.  As time goes by I will post more about what I did :):):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-8505359464823324384?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8505359464823324384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8505359464823324384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8505359464823324384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8505359464823324384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-to-all-of-you-estonia.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S05GtnuE3RI/AAAAAAAAFlU/_zAGd7SGUX8/s72-c/IMG_4733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3644483248606276066</id><published>2010-01-08T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:53:54.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S0g01PZOftI/AAAAAAAAFjw/BSc6BIgzcVk/s1600-h/IMG_8907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S0g01PZOftI/AAAAAAAAFjw/BSc6BIgzcVk/s400/IMG_8907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643840437812946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pounds heavier and happier... .Back in CA :):):):)  THank you Maire for Picking me up from LAX and taking me home :):):) SO tired. Updates in near future :)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AND HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-3644483248606276066?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3644483248606276066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3644483248606276066&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3644483248606276066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3644483248606276066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2010/01/6pounds-heavier-and-happier.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/S0g01PZOftI/AAAAAAAAFjw/BSc6BIgzcVk/s72-c/IMG_8907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7052954360667183669</id><published>2009-12-20T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:34:07.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AE46ZOnI/AAAAAAAAFh8/W41i3u0QfE0/s1600-h/IMG_8247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AE46ZOnI/AAAAAAAAFh8/W41i3u0QfE0/s400/IMG_8247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417548960746781298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AEhDJ1tI/AAAAAAAAFh0/PheJMeD1tio/s1600-h/IMG_8252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AEhDJ1tI/AAAAAAAAFh0/PheJMeD1tio/s400/IMG_8252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417548954341070546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AELZ8N8I/AAAAAAAAFhs/TiD_t3E2ZaI/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AELZ8N8I/AAAAAAAAFhs/TiD_t3E2ZaI/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417548948531066818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8ADxO3B7I/AAAAAAAAFhk/P-tiIfsivIs/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8ADxO3B7I/AAAAAAAAFhk/P-tiIfsivIs/s400/IMG_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417548941505267634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had awesome time with My friend Maarika and Her family. I am sure they are happy I am finally packing my stuff and moving out   ( 3 suitcases, and 2 large carry ones').&lt;br /&gt;Today we are driving to beautiful Estonia Countryside. It is about 350 Km from Northen Estonia ( yup, it only takes 4 hours to travel from one end to Estonia to another end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is doing pretty good. I noticed that he is actually picking up some estonian. last night one of the kids asked from him in Estonian, what is his name, and he said. My name Is Gabriel :) SO cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure when I will be able to update. If I get  free Wifi in southern Est, I can do direct Iphone updates but if not, then just hope that our trip is awesome :):):):)&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love&lt;br /&gt;From Tans :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7052954360667183669?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7052954360667183669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7052954360667183669&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7052954360667183669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7052954360667183669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-awesome-time-with-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sy8AE46ZOnI/AAAAAAAAFh8/W41i3u0QfE0/s72-c/IMG_8247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2353207881106807107</id><published>2009-12-18T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:35:48.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Estonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlY8FWLqI/AAAAAAAAFgw/O3vehQGfNFs/s1600-h/IMG_8067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlY8FWLqI/AAAAAAAAFgw/O3vehQGfNFs/s400/IMG_8067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416815930939682466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlYtzlvBI/AAAAAAAAFgo/Yk3cukLUx7o/s1600-h/IMG_8039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlYtzlvBI/AAAAAAAAFgo/Yk3cukLUx7o/s400/IMG_8039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416815927107107858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlYfraz6I/AAAAAAAAFgg/xqYk6JV3irU/s1600-h/IMG_8042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlYfraz6I/AAAAAAAAFgg/xqYk6JV3irU/s400/IMG_8042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416815923314741154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlXzNfZYI/AAAAAAAAFgY/TEZQjEjwVzo/s1600-h/IMG_8051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlXzNfZYI/AAAAAAAAFgY/TEZQjEjwVzo/s400/IMG_8051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416815911378052482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it here .  Our trip was uneventful.   We had to  transfer twice, and that was the most excitement we had in a while. Since our flights were delayed one hour everywhere, WE HAD TO RUN  and always made it on last minute, ( or so we thought) and when we were told that flight is delayed,  I just rolled my eyes and  went AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estonia is Beautiful. In Tallin is not much snow, but last night it was about 23-25 C cold. It is very cold, but I love it. I absolutely love it.:)&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is  super happy. In a weird way he thinks he is superman  and does not need to wear winter clothes. HE wants to run out to play without his hat, or mittens... Very stubborn  boy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing you Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas  whatever you prefer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love from Tans:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2353207881106807107?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2353207881106807107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2353207881106807107&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2353207881106807107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2353207881106807107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-estonia.html' title='In Estonia'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyxlY8FWLqI/AAAAAAAAFgw/O3vehQGfNFs/s72-c/IMG_8067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1163520426847144649</id><published>2009-12-11T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:35:30.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so excited, I can not hide it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't:) I known since beginning of November that I am going to spend Christmas in Estonia :):):) SO today I finally called my parents and let them know.  They seem pretty excited also.&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving on Wednesday  , the 16th. Red EYE flight for LAX. And we will return on 7th Of January  2009.  This time we will travel with our beautiful blue US passports. NO more Green cards :)&lt;br /&gt;My suitcases are packed.  ( 3 of them), and Gabriel has his carry on almost packed, and  I have to pack my Cameras and laptop, but everything else is P A C K E D:)  I am little sad to leave "Regina" behind. I would love to take her  with me, but  I guess , she  need a break from me .. hehehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U ask what I am planning to do there? Enjoy some really cold weather, Drink lots of alcohol, eat traditional holiday foods and  have fun.   I know It will be hard, since Estonia is small, and REginas footprints are everywhere.   But I can do it.  I am not sure How I will handle flying this time.   I LOVE FLYING. I love airports, and  chaos in airports.  I have been told that flying first time without your loved one, will be very emotional  .. I know I will cry for few hours.. But right now , every day for me is taking new steps. .. New steps to the places I fear going, but I am doing it anyway. . SO  , YES. I AM GOING TO ESTONIA :):):):)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyMA8An7ZcI/AAAAAAAAFfo/Wob7_AAyoA8/s1600-h/IMG_5668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyMA8An7ZcI/AAAAAAAAFfo/Wob7_AAyoA8/s400/IMG_5668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414172207989089730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About new steps. . TOday,  I finally went to AAA and returned Reginas Handicap placecard.  It was very  for me to do so.  It only took about 15 seconds to place it on the  countertop, but while doing so, I had flashbacks of each time I had to park in handicap section, pull out her little wheelchair and   wheel her around.  At that time  her whole " life in wheelchair"  flashed.. I remembered each time.  and after I left aaa , I just sat in my car for couple of minutes and cried .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((I miss her )))&lt;br /&gt;If I don't update before, I just want to wish you all  Merry Christmas and happy New Year.  But I am sure I will get couple of more chances to update. :)):) SO I will be wishing you Happy holidays many more times ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1163520426847144649?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1163520426847144649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1163520426847144649&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1163520426847144649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1163520426847144649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-so-excited-i-can-not-hide-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SyMA8An7ZcI/AAAAAAAAFfo/Wob7_AAyoA8/s72-c/IMG_5668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-8513525261939583359</id><published>2009-12-07T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:59:15.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling my hair out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3OyEiW8TI/AAAAAAAAFew/zcSR1zJR3b8/s1600-h/IMG_3683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3OyEiW8TI/AAAAAAAAFew/zcSR1zJR3b8/s400/IMG_3683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412709686775836978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3N40hcnuI/AAAAAAAAFeo/X1BEi1CsABI/s1600-h/IMG_3633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3N40hcnuI/AAAAAAAAFeo/X1BEi1CsABI/s400/IMG_3633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412708703224504034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( I Still hung up Reginas  stocking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ups and downs,, highs and lows. Right now I am  feeling very down. Christmas parties everywhere. Sunshine kids, starlight starbright, CHLA,  CHOC neurosurgery patients partie, TO MANY TO COUNT.  It brings tears to my eyes to hear about these parties. My heart is bleeding that we had to be part of this  cancer world for years, and got used to THAT life. NOW I have to get used to "normal" life.  I have to put on a smily face when someone tells me their kids is doing good. But only question I have WHY them? WHy can't REgina be here and doing good? WHy can't I Hug her and tell her how proud I am for what she has done.&lt;br /&gt;Srry for this let it out session.&lt;br /&gt;Missing her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3Oyw7w42I/AAAAAAAAFe4/jLCYEzjqZfM/s1600-h/IMG_3810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3Oyw7w42I/AAAAAAAAFe4/jLCYEzjqZfM/s400/IMG_3810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412709698693555042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( Bunch of fun Estonians)&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/7290451-8513525261939583359?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/8513525261939583359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=8513525261939583359&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8513525261939583359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/8513525261939583359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/12/pulling-my-hair-out.html' title='Pulling my hair out.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sx3OyEiW8TI/AAAAAAAAFew/zcSR1zJR3b8/s72-c/IMG_3683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2250391751146675031</id><published>2009-12-03T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:50:16.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAJmJYnXI/AAAAAAAAFeI/tC89MxRpwjI/s1600-h/IMG_3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAJmJYnXI/AAAAAAAAFeI/tC89MxRpwjI/s400/IMG_3566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411145485888560498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it is December. WOW. How did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had awesome thanksgiving. We sure did. This year   we spent it with Gabriels best friends family ( also our good Friends).   Why you ask? Well, they invited.  To be honest. I LOVE cooking turkey and all the foods that belong to thanksgiving turkey.   I love  how Regina helped me set Thanksgiving table , and  how she requested that WE HAVE TO MAKE LOTS OF FOOD :)  And she always helped me chop something. ANd of course we had to have homemade macaroni salad, because she always loved it so much..But before she passed away, I think she had enough Macaroni salad  for  eternity.. lol   AAHHH,   miss her:) We all do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAKIgZ3uI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/rezsANocXuE/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAKIgZ3uI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/rezsANocXuE/s400/IMG_3571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411145495111917282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Thanksgiving was first without Regina.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAIzNBuPI/AAAAAAAAFeA/aBzTzmHgH3w/s1600-h/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAIzNBuPI/AAAAAAAAFeA/aBzTzmHgH3w/s400/IMG_3554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411145472213629170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was very  hard on Nick also. he was looking at our Friends daughter  and wondering  about Regina  chit chatting with her, helping her.   Walking up and down the stairs.    I tried not to think about it and  I did good:) Wine and great food  and fun people kept me entertained for   a while :):):) Food was awesome.. Turkey with Oyster stuffing,  smashed sweet potatoes, mushrooms and onions,  cranberry and sausage stuffing,   great gravy,  AAAHHHHHH   Food was SOOO GOOD. Myself I made my Pumpkin Cheescake:)&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome night :)  But events like this just make me eat more next day, and even more day after next...   so now I am left with few extras here and there&lt;br /&gt;Now Nick is back in Asia.  Gabriel and I are here and  trying to keep ourselves busy.  Before Nick left, we "kissed and made up"... lol    Things are good in OC :):)  (( Hugs to you all))&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAIeImxtI/AAAAAAAAFd4/l1KGSM7OI9s/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAIeImxtI/AAAAAAAAFd4/l1KGSM7OI9s/s400/IMG_3623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411145466557941458" 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/7290451-2250391751146675031?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2250391751146675031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2250391751146675031&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2250391751146675031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2250391751146675031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SxhAJmJYnXI/AAAAAAAAFeI/tC89MxRpwjI/s72-c/IMG_3566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-5269052328704491849</id><published>2009-11-23T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:04:19.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Swtah4iioxI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/Euy8K5FM7R4/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Swtah4iioxI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/Euy8K5FM7R4/s400/IMG_3257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407515315747857170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwtahaCKMjI/AAAAAAAAFdI/QTqO-bAgBow/s1600/IMG_3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwtahaCKMjI/AAAAAAAAFdI/QTqO-bAgBow/s400/IMG_3338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407515307558974002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is unbelievable  what kind of flashbacks simple toys like LEGO's can bring.    I was just playing with Gabriel and  just realised that those mega blocks( or something like it ) I bought about 9 years ago for Regina. SHe LOVED them. ANd for me it was last time of playing with them. we decided that we are going to give them to our friend who needs them more.. As much as I hate giving them away, they do no good just sitting in my storage box. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also thanksgiving is almost here.  This year I  did not bake apple pies or cookies. This year I WILL NOT make traditional thanksgiving dinner.   I am going to bake my favorite pumpkin Cheesecake and take it to our friends house.&lt;br /&gt;Every year Regina got so excited. SHE always told us that we should have HUUUUGE dinner, with lots of dishes. She even helped place our plates, forks, glasses, pour wine into our glasses ;) ..  She helped me with baking and cooking...     And when food was carried to table she t\hought that it was not enough.. lol. She wanted to have one of those " Fairytale" dinners with cakes and cupcakes, and cookies, and chicken ...lol..  She was something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know that I am thankful for all of you. Your cute emails, your calls, your texts..hugs.... Your time.. I appreciate  your time  and listening skills :) I really do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy thanksgiving to you all :)&lt;br /&gt;di.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5269052328704491849?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5269052328704491849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5269052328704491849&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5269052328704491849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5269052328704491849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/11/legos.html' title='Legos'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Swtah4iioxI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/Euy8K5FM7R4/s72-c/IMG_3257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1201686099785783021</id><published>2009-11-15T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:23:28.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhXoAWOKI/AAAAAAAAFck/yy_fEAGYQyw/s1600/IMG_7619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhXoAWOKI/AAAAAAAAFck/yy_fEAGYQyw/s400/IMG_7619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404567348836710562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for not updating.  As much as I love updating every day, there are times I don't want to let you  know how down I feel at times.  I don't want  you to feel  down. I want you to be happy   I want  you to remember Regina at her best :) SMiling, full of  cute attitude . I want you to remember her mysterious glow. YES... She was always glowing. :) I miss seeing that  glowing Regina  around me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhXO79RiI/AAAAAAAAFcc/gJcNhHe05Vc/s1600/IMG_7577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhXO79RiI/AAAAAAAAFcc/gJcNhHe05Vc/s400/IMG_7577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404567342107412002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I drive and  I have to turn radio OFF when some songs start playing . ANd I drive in complete silence for  15min to whatever.. And at that time I manage to not to think. I just drive... But there are times I click 6 on my cd player  turn the voume UP  as loud as I can and I just sing and sing and sing until I have no voice left... I just let it out. There are times I see people  looking at me like. WTF IS WRONG WITH HER??? But who cares:)  When I do LET IT OUT I feel good :) I feel powerful, I feel like I can move on I can do things and I can be free.  I should not be feeling quilty, and sad all the time AND I don't anymore.  I miss Regina, but I know she will never be back  and I have accepted that . I think of her often. Now I CAN go to stores and walk by girls clothes departement without tearing up.  :) I can talk about her without tearing up.  I am so proud of myself that I was her mom :) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhWSHhUGI/AAAAAAAAFcM/2smZ88FR0mY/s1600/IMG_7564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhWSHhUGI/AAAAAAAAFcM/2smZ88FR0mY/s400/IMG_7564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404567325781348450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is one of the best things ever happened to us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Gabriel. He is cutest  "man" ever. Every time I tear up ( not that often anymore), he would ask me -- Mommy, why are you crying.  And he does bring me water also, because I think that is how he thinks he can help me :) AND I LOVE IT :) He makes me smile and laugh with his silly jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad what I am going to say but.. I have to..&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel was missbehaving and Nick told him that IF HE DOES not listen to him, he will talk to His teacher about it.... Gabriels respnse...--- I WILL TELL THE WHOLE WORLD THAT YOU KISSED MOMMY!!!!!!    lol.   I think it  is the cutest thing ever :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhYKy_lQI/AAAAAAAAFcs/o1LnAllggFo/s1600/IMG_7630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhYKy_lQI/AAAAAAAAFcs/o1LnAllggFo/s400/IMG_7630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404567358175941890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN, I want to thank you for checking on us, helping me with Gabriel,  listening and just nodding instead of suggesting something that MIGHT work....&lt;br /&gt;. I am thankful for you all. I am thankful that you have been so patient with me and with my crap.:)&lt;br /&gt;Let me know once in a while how you are doing :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhWlpR-cI/AAAAAAAAFcU/UX1VjcPzJj8/s1600/IMG_7643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhWlpR-cI/AAAAAAAAFcU/UX1VjcPzJj8/s400/IMG_7643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404567331023223234" 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/7290451-1201686099785783021?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1201686099785783021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1201686099785783021&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1201686099785783021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1201686099785783021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SwDhXoAWOKI/AAAAAAAAFck/yy_fEAGYQyw/s72-c/IMG_7619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-727478508155580556</id><published>2009-11-05T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:45:01.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3V7KjVhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/I0lFcBBgymY/s1600-h/IMG_7339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3V7KjVhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/I0lFcBBgymY/s400/IMG_7339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400861965434443282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty calm week. I take Gabriel to school every morning around 7.30 ( drop off), and then take a walk with my friend.    School is about 15 minute walk from us. Then every afternoon around 2. 05 Gabriel and his friend have been walking home from school. AND this is first year they do so. OF COURSE, I am overprotective parent, so I will walk to school , and then I will walk home with them, ( or  to gate, we live in gated community), and then Gabriels friends mom picks him up from there).  Funny thing is ,  Gabriel and his friend TALK A LOT about things that make no sense to me.. lol. They talk about  snails and snail poop,dead worms , and some other stuff I need translater for. BUT, I am glad THEY have something to talk about they both understand.:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3VZYTttI/AAAAAAAAFYs/qQe6wxAwEu4/s1600-h/IMG_7327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3VZYTttI/AAAAAAAAFYs/qQe6wxAwEu4/s400/IMG_7327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400861956365334226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick lef about 5 days after Reginas memorial service.  ...Finally, on tuesday he will be home. Gabriel is not so excited, since HE has to start playing more piano. We play every day 20 minutes anyway, but I am not pushing him AS hard NICK does. .&lt;br /&gt;Also,  I am not sure where WE are.  I am ot going to tell u much more, but when I have answers to my questions I will let u know. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Missing my Regina.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3VG_ISPI/AAAAAAAAFYk/pOokELAkwSM/s1600-h/IMG_7292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3VG_ISPI/AAAAAAAAFYk/pOokELAkwSM/s400/IMG_7292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400861951427889394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( 7.30 AM)&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/7290451-727478508155580556?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/727478508155580556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=727478508155580556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/727478508155580556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/727478508155580556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-week-has-been-pretty-calm-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvO3V7KjVhI/AAAAAAAAFY0/I0lFcBBgymY/s72-c/IMG_7339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2595097650901297087</id><published>2009-11-03T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:18:34.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBz0TJs9gI/AAAAAAAAFYE/632auJkL55g/s1600-h/IMG_1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBz0TJs9gI/AAAAAAAAFYE/632auJkL55g/s400/IMG_1168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399943295548585474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBzz2oxP4I/AAAAAAAAFX8/keND2tMEXzU/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBzz2oxP4I/AAAAAAAAFX8/keND2tMEXzU/s400/IMG_1095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399943287894261634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;I wish medical bills just disappeared .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I find strength to deal with upcoming holidays. Luckily we have thanksgiving plans so I don't really have to cook this year, but I WILL MISS baking  Apple pie with Regina and her decorating it  with  shapes she cuts out with  cookie cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Gabriel would stop behaving like I am the worst mom ever.. ( throwing hour long fits and not obeying my rules.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want  people  STOP TELLING ME THAT REGINA IS IN BETTER PLACE. AND  I should not place Regina on  higher position than God is. STOP IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have great Halloween:) I was handing out candy and Gabriel was Trick or Treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBz1u6BhxI/AAAAAAAAFYM/tO23Vh47knQ/s1600-h/IMG_7269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBz1u6BhxI/AAAAAAAAFYM/tO23Vh47knQ/s400/IMG_7269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399943320178886418" 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/7290451-2595097650901297087?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2595097650901297087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2595097650901297087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2595097650901297087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2595097650901297087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SvBz0TJs9gI/AAAAAAAAFYE/632auJkL55g/s72-c/IMG_1168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7241160178435425733</id><published>2009-10-30T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:11:10.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Miss You , REGINA:)&lt;br /&gt;( Halloween 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvGnnpv9mI/AAAAAAAAFXY/qEu64axG_RQ/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvGnnpv9mI/AAAAAAAAFXY/qEu64axG_RQ/s400/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398626962294961762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvGVPAfxbI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/8UImKn2TH9A/s1600-h/_MG_2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 92px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvGVPAfxbI/AAAAAAAAFXQ/8UImKn2TH9A/s400/_MG_2765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398626646441838002" 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/7290451-7241160178435425733?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7241160178435425733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7241160178435425733&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7241160178435425733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7241160178435425733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-miss-you-regina-halloween-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuvGnnpv9mI/AAAAAAAAFXY/qEu64axG_RQ/s72-c/Picture+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6631685759430286904</id><published>2009-10-29T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:16:08.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXh-ayKfI/AAAAAAAAFXA/prxek253loU/s1600-h/IMG_7143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXh-ayKfI/AAAAAAAAFXA/prxek253loU/s400/IMG_7143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223344559598066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXhNwVSyI/AAAAAAAAFWw/-uYzrxqfxUU/s1600-h/IMG_7148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXhNwVSyI/AAAAAAAAFWw/-uYzrxqfxUU/s400/IMG_7148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223331496643362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXgyKZd9I/AAAAAAAAFWo/Z1OXFRho3Tw/s1600-h/IMG_7138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXgyKZd9I/AAAAAAAAFWo/Z1OXFRho3Tw/s400/IMG_7138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223324089776082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXggXOvmI/AAAAAAAAFWg/XM2WnS2V52M/s1600-h/IMG_7135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXggXOvmI/AAAAAAAAFWg/XM2WnS2V52M/s400/IMG_7135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223319311760994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXhsT0usI/AAAAAAAAFW4/6zYL0s9TE0o/s1600-h/IMG_7153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXhsT0usI/AAAAAAAAFW4/6zYL0s9TE0o/s400/IMG_7153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398223339698567874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to talk about my previous posts comments.. NOT TODAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead--- I DID IT.  I can finally VOTE and serve Jury Duty :):):)    I am an American Citizen.. ME and other 2000 people who were sitting there in one room with me.&lt;br /&gt;My Friend Beth was with me...  When we arrived in Pomona, people were already lined up. FInally, around 11.45 they started  letting us in.  First thing I had to do was give away MY GREEN CARD:( and we were handed tiny AMerican flag.  Then we proceeded to ceremony room. Got seated. I set on third row. Up close and personal with Judge ;)&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and Beth had to stay behind and sit in visitors area.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to repeat blablalbalba, , few things,  then watch 2 wideos-- ONE Obamas Congrats to us, and the other video was   America the Beautiful . And that  was it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Ceremony something happened. WHile gabriel was standing up during the Pledge of allegiance, he put down his Ds( WELL, It was Reginas, and we were supposed to put it into her  urn after we got home).. He put down his DS, while he said  his Pledge, PEOPLE from behind took HIS DS and ran away....   :(:(:( I would not care much about DS, but since it had sentimental value to me,  I felt very angry  towards those cowards who would dare to steal from 8 year old boy during PLEDGE and JUDGE present ... Whoever did it ,  had no remorse. ( I hope I used this word right)..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, After I left  the room, I had to pick up my Certificate  from table 24 and , we headed home. TOmorrow I will go to costco to get my passport photos done and then go to Post office to apply for a passport..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo tired today. And sad  .. I wore Reginas button to  Naturalization ceremony....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6631685759430286904?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6631685759430286904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6631685759430286904&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6631685759430286904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6631685759430286904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-not-going-to-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SupXh-ayKfI/AAAAAAAAFXA/prxek253loU/s72-c/IMG_7143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7620913205107686810</id><published>2009-10-27T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:56:37.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOf2_th0I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/Q1mBIbPwE7k/s1600-h/_MG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOf2_th0I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/Q1mBIbPwE7k/s400/_MG_2129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397509725160834882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate those sweet , cute, loving flashbacks I have about Regina and I. If these were these flashback  that I could change , I would not hate much... But still ,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOfWt1j1I/AAAAAAAAFWI/negSKomwIKI/s1600-h/IMG_7125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOfWt1j1I/AAAAAAAAFWI/negSKomwIKI/s400/IMG_7125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397509716495929170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget my last serious conversation with Regina.  I told her to LET GO so many times. WAY TO MANY times, and she just smiled... But this time, I had more serious conversation with her, because I COULD SEE   her struggle, I could see her pain... But she did not listen. Must be something we all girls have in common..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember her listening my advice. I remember her eyes smiling for a second when I was telling her about Angels and her  real brothers/sisters waiting for her in heaven. I remember telling her  about life she always wanted and about her dreams coming true..after ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did smile for few seconds,and then suddenly dark sadness took over.&lt;br /&gt;I think I WILL   NEVER EVER  forget that sad look. Her eyes sunk, her smile  left her and  sparkle that he had seconds ago was suddenly gone.... She did not look at me, but she said words  that I wish she did not say to me....  " Mommy, I don't want to die..."&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep it together , but I could not. Since she was my child, it was my job to grant all of her wishes, and I was so guilty  I  could not grant this one.. I know she lives in our hearts forever. BUT I know  she did not mean THAT..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOgaxGsnI/AAAAAAAAFWY/HxNjtJc-DpE/s1600-h/rgna_101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOgaxGsnI/AAAAAAAAFWY/HxNjtJc-DpE/s400/rgna_101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397509734763246194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I do remember her telling me I LOVE YOU LAST TIME...  She had not said anything for few days and  when I told her I LOVE YOU, she said it back... My husband was in his office, and heard it also... and that was last time she spoke... 2 days before she passed away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will start repeating these last memories many times with you,  but these are my last favorite memories with her. &lt;br /&gt;I Miss her very , very much.. Every day is a  challenge ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7620913205107686810?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7620913205107686810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7620913205107686810&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7620913205107686810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7620913205107686810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-those-sweet-cute-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SufOf2_th0I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/Q1mBIbPwE7k/s72-c/_MG_2129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7232295589788067369</id><published>2009-10-25T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:00:34.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuU65EYSUyI/AAAAAAAAFVo/-HBnbKzmrDM/s1600-h/IMG_7065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuU65EYSUyI/AAAAAAAAFVo/-HBnbKzmrDM/s320/IMG_7065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, Thanks for letting us know you are here, and reading my blog once in a while :)&amp;nbsp; I know lot of you do not like to comment, and prefer to write me emails. I am so, sooo Sorry if i do not email you on timely manner. I really am. if you feel like I missed you somehow&amp;nbsp; email me or&amp;nbsp; text me again. Mostl likely my&amp;nbsp; brain just gave up,.... so so sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have few thank you notes on my countertop.. waiting tro be sent out.. Maye one day with date October first on them. .. If you hae done something good for us,&amp;nbsp; gifts, notes, cards, hugs, calls, texts, emails, dirty looks ;), hehe.. THANKS:) Maybe one day , I will be able to catch up.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to our weekend.. whewww. it really was one busy weeked.&amp;nbsp; Gabriels friend was over here for a sleepover... THAT WAS NICE... I DID NOT have to play wii with him.... lol.. on&amp;nbsp; Saturday we went to our friends&amp;nbsp; house in Placentia&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for a sleepover.&amp;nbsp; Before that we had Volunteer visitor from Trinity Care hospice.&amp;nbsp; She came here to talk abou Regina, collect few of her old clothes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to pass them on to Memory Bear makers , and&amp;nbsp; in 4-6 weeks we will have Bear made out of Reginas dress or skirt. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was really nice talking to her. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,.. Sunday, Gabriel and I went to our cross the street Neighbor's house&amp;nbsp; to have dinner. Well.. they have been in our house couple of times for parties, but never over for "intimate" dinner party. So this time we went over tho their house for one on one dinner.&amp;nbsp; It was nice. :)&amp;nbsp; I "hate" people with&amp;nbsp; PERFECTLY CLEAN HOUSES. I REALLY DO :) lol.Her house is C L E A N&amp;nbsp; and clutter free...&amp;nbsp; Love it.. One day I will belike it.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I have to do it for my kid. Stuff here and there,&amp;nbsp; .. in a way I feel like I am stimulating my boys mind keeping my house "crazy ". :0...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost 11 PM.. I am about to fall asleep.. but before I go... I need some candy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Missin my Princess Regina...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7232295589788067369?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7232295589788067369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7232295589788067369&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7232295589788067369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7232295589788067369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuU65EYSUyI/AAAAAAAAFVo/-HBnbKzmrDM/s72-c/IMG_7065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-5290621726172659916</id><published>2009-10-23T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:36:21.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI64gu-hII/AAAAAAAAFUw/fTZ0J7ZgGNw/s1600-h/IMG_1199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI64gu-hII/AAAAAAAAFUw/fTZ0J7ZgGNw/s320/IMG_1199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is different.I had&amp;nbsp; couple of very emotional days, and couple of very happy days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start out thanking those who sent us money instead of flowers, :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Money helped us cover Reginas funeral cost completely and we even paid off some medical&amp;nbsp; bills. THANK YOU :):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my emotions are just weird. Couple of days ago I got a card for Regina... VERY LATE BIRTHDAY CARD... AHHHH I could not even finish Reading it. It was sent on time, but&amp;nbsp; most likely it got lost in mail somewhere, and got delivered month late.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6UFBlmZI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/SkxKoGGI3a4/s1600-h/_MG_2674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6UFBlmZI/AAAAAAAAFUQ/SkxKoGGI3a4/s320/_MG_2674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cry every night , sometimes during the day, but mostly before bedtime.. I am great sleeper and have no problem falling asleep right away.&amp;nbsp; Moments before falling asleep are very hard for me. I used to hold Reginas hand.. and she would always give me couple of squeezes..` I miss those squeezes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6vnj4UoI/AAAAAAAAFUo/KmjaiLQ8ytM/s1600-h/IMG_1095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6vnj4UoI/AAAAAAAAFUo/KmjaiLQ8ytM/s320/IMG_1095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;IF you ask me to do same thing with Gabriel, then -- I AM TELLING you, it will not work. I tried... Gabriel will pull his hand away and mumble something like. lkdj a;sierowie htofha .. Whatever that means..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got Reginas&amp;nbsp; Funeral DVD done by Earl Their website is http://corelann.com/&amp;nbsp; I strongly recommend them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6lPIva9I/AAAAAAAAFUg/M_vrnAx-wdw/s1600-h/IMG_7074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6lPIva9I/AAAAAAAAFUg/M_vrnAx-wdw/s320/IMG_7074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6grX1ITI/AAAAAAAAFUY/jb0mNTv8s64/s1600-h/IMG_7003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI6grX1ITI/AAAAAAAAFUY/jb0mNTv8s64/s320/IMG_7003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.&amp;nbsp; AHHH. I watched it last night..&amp;nbsp; They did such an amazing job capturing details during the service, and music, and slideshow..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is still missing Regina very much. There are days he does not want to do his homework, and argues with me for&amp;nbsp; an hour or so, and then he could read book couple of times, but seems like his mind is somewhere else. Same with Math.&amp;nbsp; We constantly talk about Regina and tell him that is ok to miss her and feel sad and cry, and talk about her whenever you want. And he says OK :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI7dqGeaqI/AAAAAAAAFU4/3LYPvoG9Bqc/s1600-h/_MG_2612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI7dqGeaqI/AAAAAAAAFU4/3LYPvoG9Bqc/s320/_MG_2612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nick has been travelling for business&amp;nbsp; and will be back before&amp;nbsp; few days before Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't know If I want to make Traditional thanksgiving Dinner this year. We have been invited to friends house to Celebrate it with them, so most likely we will do so.. I know NICK will make me cook my Famous turkey to him :) And I will . But not on Thanksgiving day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that REgina is gone I have lot of time in my hands.. RIGHT?? But it does not mean that&amp;nbsp; I am ready to do something big.&amp;nbsp; I am not ready to go back to school, I am NOT ready to find a job in "McDonalds" &amp;nbsp; When TIme is right I will do it, but right now time is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI9ox1hCQI/AAAAAAAAFVA/9BTcFjnQEmw/s1600-h/Pictures+from+Loft_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI9ox1hCQI/AAAAAAAAFVA/9BTcFjnQEmw/s320/Pictures+from+Loft_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not Ready to START A non profit organization. YOu have no idea how many emails I got with suggestions that MAYBE I should do it, . THere are so many great organizations out there that I keep close to my heart, and I rather give them money&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; than start another&amp;nbsp; foundation that Promises something...&amp;nbsp; and then money goes to "bying a&amp;nbsp; company car", or renting an OFFICE somewhere in residential area. etc...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Yes, I am still bitter at times&amp;nbsp; but I am getting better.&amp;nbsp; I will always miss Regina and wherever I go I see her footprints...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((HUGS)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-5290621726172659916?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/5290621726172659916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=5290621726172659916&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5290621726172659916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/5290621726172659916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/days_23.html' title='Days...'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SuI64gu-hII/AAAAAAAAFUw/fTZ0J7ZgGNw/s72-c/IMG_1199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-6180341720981246177</id><published>2009-10-19T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:03:21.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St1D7h356AI/AAAAAAAAFRE/aax91b73djw/s1600-h/IMG_1231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St1D7h356AI/AAAAAAAAFRE/aax91b73djw/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Month without my baby has been one heck of a month.&amp;nbsp; I want to start off thanking all of you for taking me out for lunches, and listening me, and taking gabriel to playdates, and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hugs..&amp;nbsp; I have also seen lot of those "quickly turn to your head left or right kind of looks"..&amp;nbsp; It is just interesting to see, how&amp;nbsp; at one point few people always greeted me with waves or&amp;nbsp; HI's,&amp;nbsp; and now...&amp;nbsp; But I understand. I was ready for this.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Gabriel is the one who has hardest time about Regina not being here.&amp;nbsp; HE constantly talks about her, and protects her when kids say "stupid" things , like lets scare Reginas ghost away from this house,&amp;nbsp; etc..&lt;br /&gt;I can see saddness in his eyes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp; also said that he is not afraid to die when he has to one day.. At least he is not talking about dying RIGHT NOW... I know for few of you this may sound alarming, but&amp;nbsp; not for us. At least Gabriel is talking about his feelings and worries, instead of holding it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St1EWtxs9PI/AAAAAAAAFRM/5CHuE_z7CfI/s1600-h/IMG_6949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St1EWtxs9PI/AAAAAAAAFRM/5CHuE_z7CfI/s320/IMG_6949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss Regina&amp;nbsp; more than words can describe.&amp;nbsp; WHen I feel really down, I just picture her smiling and feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient with me.. I have looong way to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-6180341720981246177?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/6180341720981246177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=6180341720981246177&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6180341720981246177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/6180341720981246177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/month-without-my-baby-has-been-one-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/St1D7h356AI/AAAAAAAAFRE/aax91b73djw/s72-c/IMG_1231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-583828913534674458</id><published>2009-10-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:22:13.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter TO Regina by Xochitl Arribas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sttm0skD1CI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/22qiZYfkkYI/s1600-h/Picture+0251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sttm0skD1CI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/22qiZYfkkYI/s320/Picture+0251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Regina&amp;nbsp; Loved all of the princess movies . SHe owns just about all of them on DVD, but even though she liked all the movies , her favorite movie of all time is sleeping Beauty. So my question is what makes a Princess?&amp;nbsp; A princess is not made by all the beautiful clothes she wears or all the shoes she has: even though if you see Regina's closet, she has a pretty awesome wardrobe. WHICH I'm very lucky , that as she outgrew her clothes she gave my girls some pretty cool hand me downs. A princess is not made by the jewelry she wears or all those materialistic possessions. IN fact , if there is only true princess and always will be is REGINA MELODY TAN, who possesses all the qualities a princess does and more. Regina not only was she beautiful but kind, thoughtful, courageous and full of love for life as she has demonstrated by her courageous struggle to fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first memory of Regina is when she was about three years old on Halloween Night: She came trick or treating in my door wearing the cutest witch costume accompanied by Diana who&amp;nbsp; also looking stunning in her costume as well. She left a lasting impression, as I'm sure she has for all those who have met her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However , I did not get to know her until she came back from Memphis ( St. Jude Childrens Research Hospital) At this time I got to meet a family who has changed my life forever and I'm very grateful that I'm&amp;nbsp; a part of their life. I have been very lucky to have spent time with Regina and Gabriel to whom my family has grown to love as&amp;nbsp; part of our family. I am very deeply saddened of this special loss for you. Many of your friends share your frief and we hope that the many wonderful memories of Regina help you find comfort during this difficlut time. We miss Regina coming with us every october to the pumpkin farm to get pumpkins&amp;nbsp; for Halloween and playing at the hay maze. We enjoyed playing with her at the dinosaur park and at the neighbourhood park. She has always been there with us celebrating special occasions like birthdays or just getting together to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina has been a good friend to both of my girls, they have shared many laughs as well as girly fights. We all know girils cab be a little emotional. I remember on one occasion Regina got upset at Baby Jordan and she wrote a note&amp;nbsp; ans she taped it on her bedroon door and it read "NO BABIIES ALLOWED, ONLY DEVIN AND RILEY" . But when we would go over to her house and played she would sit with her and would make baby&amp;nbsp; Jordan laugh and she would play with her&amp;nbsp; and her Barbies. Regina was very giving to Riley. She knew that she really liked a pair of shoes that she had. IT was her Hannah Montana shoes and she gave them to her. Regina was so thoughtful of all of her friends. I recall once occasion that while she had planned&amp;nbsp; to take a cake to her classmates for their Valentine celebration and she could not go because she was not feeling well and she wanted to make sure that they would get the cake, So I was asked to take the cake for Her. I walked to the classroom, and when I gave the nes that Regina could not make it, but that she sed them a cake , they weer all very excited to have received it. Her kindness did not stop there. Regina also got to know some Celebrieies&amp;nbsp; and she got to work with one in a movie. She worked with Cameron Diaz and shen she made her own money, she went&amp;nbsp; out ahd bought Riley the CUTEST Panda Bear and little purse to carry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina , you will always be in our Hearts as I am sure in the Hearts of others whose life you have touched. I will miss seeing you at school. I loved how you would wait for me and would get mad at me if you did not see me when I would go get Deving from school when He was in Kindergarten. I truly enjoyed talking to you about how your day at school was and hugging you to say good bye. I will miss your laugh when I would say something silly or ask you silly questions like do you think Devin is Handsome. I remembe ryou looking at him with your beatiful brown eyes , you would grin and with a big smile you would giggle and say YES:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina was one of a kind , she had her own sense of style, she always mix matched her outfits, buy if there is anyone who could pull that off it was definitely her. She had&amp;nbsp; the attitude to do it .&lt;br /&gt;There is very little comfort in words, but I hope that we find comfort in knowing that we will see REgina some day as she welcomes us with open arms in the afterlife. Regina , you will be Greatly Missed , you will now for ever be our SLEEPING BEAUTY :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Xochitl Arribas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-583828913534674458?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/583828913534674458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=583828913534674458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/583828913534674458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/583828913534674458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-regina-by-xochitl-arribas.html' title='Letter TO Regina by Xochitl Arribas'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Sttm0skD1CI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/22qiZYfkkYI/s72-c/Picture+0251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-3865542202435711221</id><published>2009-10-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:58:51.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Memories of Regina By Heather Andrini</title><content type='html'>I have so many happy memories of Regina. On the first day&amp;nbsp; of preschool I was pretty nervous. Regina was playing in a small group and said "you can play with us". I was really happy inside.&lt;br /&gt;That night when my Mom picked me up from preschool I said," I have a new friend Regina!" After that , my mom says all I talked about every days was Regina. We started having play dates and sleep overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOmething we liked to do was play dress up. We also liked to dance and sing together. We even took hula lessons together.&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot in common. We are both chinese, we love ice cream and we both enjoy collecting webkinz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Regina was sick, she was always smiling, laughing and happy. Every time I saw Regina I had a blast with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always wen to each other birthday parties, The last time I saw Regina, I sang Happy Birthday to her on her 10th birthday. Regina will be forever&amp;nbsp; ten and we will be forever friends. I MISS YOU , REGINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SttbMdPOUAI/AAAAAAAAFQs/P5jfB1J-vPA/s1600-h/_MG_2044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SttbMdPOUAI/AAAAAAAAFQs/P5jfB1J-vPA/s320/_MG_2044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Stta-H4xDiI/AAAAAAAAFQk/iixzu2GWvjY/s1600-h/IMG_6084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Stta-H4xDiI/AAAAAAAAFQk/iixzu2GWvjY/s320/IMG_6084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love Heather, 10 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-3865542202435711221?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/3865542202435711221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=3865542202435711221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3865542202435711221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/3865542202435711221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-memories-of-regina-by.html' title='My Favorite Memories of Regina By Heather Andrini'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SttbMdPOUAI/AAAAAAAAFQs/P5jfB1J-vPA/s72-c/_MG_2044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7026608521808634913</id><published>2009-10-13T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:50:10.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EULOGY For A Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU2iNEWJAI/AAAAAAAAFP0/USv3xbXFKC0/s1600-h/rgna_006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU2iNEWJAI/AAAAAAAAFP0/USv3xbXFKC0/s320/rgna_006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a beautiful morning, the 20th of September, 2009. We opened up the curtains. We&lt;br /&gt;could see the winding roads on the hills in the distance. The sky was blue dotted with&lt;br /&gt;white clouds. We could even hear birds chirping. My wife said to me, “What a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;morning. I love the autumn smell. The air is so crisp and fresh.” Out of the blue, my son,&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel wanted to take a family photo. I have to tell you something here. My wife loves&lt;br /&gt;taking pictures. She blew up quite a few computer hard drives by storing too many&lt;br /&gt;photos. On the other hand, my son, as handsome as he is, really does not like his&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken. We usually have to bribe him to take pictures with us by promising him&lt;br /&gt;more game time or outrageous cash. But that morning, Gabriel wanted to take a family&lt;br /&gt;picture. So we lay down by Regina’s side and took the picture. She had not been eating&lt;br /&gt;for 13 straight days. Five minutes after we took a couple of pictures, we heard her&lt;br /&gt;having a couple of short breathings. Then she left us. She left us on the second day after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU1-JJkcmI/AAAAAAAAFPc/u7hrlY5CZD4/s1600-h/rgna_198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU1-JJkcmI/AAAAAAAAFPc/u7hrlY5CZD4/s320/rgna_198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;her 10th birthday. Peacefully without pain. She left us knowing that we just took the last&lt;br /&gt;family picture. She was forever 10.&lt;br /&gt;Regina Melody Tan was born on the 19th of September, 1999 in Red Bank, NJ. I&lt;br /&gt;remember the first time when I held her in my arms. She opened her eyes and moved&lt;br /&gt;her lips as if she were calling me daddy. At that moment, I grew out of boyhood into&lt;br /&gt;fatherhood. I made the promise to love her and to protect her forever.&lt;br /&gt;She was a beautiful and smart girl. Watching her growing was a joy. I know, most fathers&lt;br /&gt;think that their daughters are the most beautiful and smartest girls in the whole world. I&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;do not disagree. Here I just want to tell you the story of her. How she fought her battle&lt;br /&gt;against cancer. How she became my role model.&lt;br /&gt;In May 2004, she was diagnosed with malignant brain tumor. After the surgery, as soon&lt;br /&gt;as she opened her eyes, she told me, “Daddy, I want to become a doctor. I will not poke&lt;br /&gt;kids. Poking is no fun.” It made me cry and laugh. The brain surgery was just a poke to&lt;br /&gt;her. I cannot even look at the needle every time when I get a poke.&lt;br /&gt;Right after the surgery, she got strong chemo and radiation therapies in St. Jude&lt;br /&gt;Children’s Hospital in Memphis. Then again in June 2007, she had her relapse. At that&lt;br /&gt;time, most doctors told us to give up. But we did not give up. Thanks to her mom’s&lt;br /&gt;determination, we found Dr. Dhall of Children’s Hospital of Los Angles. Regina had&lt;br /&gt;strong chemo again after surgery. She miraculously lived. In September 2008, she had&lt;br /&gt;another relapse. She then had another two surgeries and gamma knife radiation. As her&lt;br /&gt;surgeon Dr. Loudon put it, she was a trouper. She was baked, she was grilled. Yet, she&lt;br /&gt;was still here smiling just like a normal kid. That was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;You all must wonder how the past five years were alike. That was her story.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my wife’s love and care and the support of our friends, extended family&lt;br /&gt;members and even strangers, she lived a normal and happy life even for the past five&lt;br /&gt;years. Yes, HAPPY life. I remember when she had her first treatment, she was&lt;br /&gt;conscientious about her look. She would put on a hat to cover her scar when we went&lt;br /&gt;out. She would put on a bandanna to cover her bald head. Yet, she grew to accept her&lt;br /&gt;new look also thanks to her many friends and schoolmates. They never excluded her&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;because of her look. She was surrounded by those wonderful kids. She attended school&lt;br /&gt;even during her chemo sessions at CHLA as soon as her white cell counts bounced back.&lt;br /&gt;She seldom complained pain. She enjoyed living very much, not lying in bed complaining&lt;br /&gt;about suffering.&lt;br /&gt;While she was losing her capability to walk, she would climb and slide the stairs by&lt;br /&gt;herself. One night when I came home from a business trip, I carried her upstairs to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She told me, “Daddy, you do not have to wake up early tomorrow to carry me&lt;br /&gt;downstairs. I can slide down the stairs.” Hearing her saying that and seeing her losing&lt;br /&gt;her mobility made my cry. She was happy, no complaint. She accepted things without&lt;br /&gt;whining and found joy in doing things while she could. Even towards her final days, she&lt;br /&gt;told us again and again that she was happy and content with us by her side. She was&lt;br /&gt;THAT happy. As a matter fact, for her final two weeks, she never complained pain and&lt;br /&gt;she never cried. We did not see a single teardrop in her eyes. Her mom had to ask her&lt;br /&gt;whether she needed morphine and most of the time she even said no.&lt;br /&gt;She was daddy’s girl as evident by hair style. She taught me how to play Barbie and how&lt;br /&gt;to play princess tea party. She would proudly tell everybody, my daddy was the best&lt;br /&gt;Barbie player ever. We would dress up Barbie and Ken, pretending they would get&lt;br /&gt;married and have many kids. She would cook so many different dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about cooking, it was her dream to become a baker and chef. She baked cookies.&lt;br /&gt;She made sandwich for her mother on Mother’s Day. Of course she put too much onion&lt;br /&gt;in it. She thought daddy said that onion was healthy, the more the better (Sorry, Diana).&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;She loved to make salad for daddy. She would cut different vegis into small pieces. It&lt;br /&gt;was not an easy task for a small kid. Consider this. At later times, she was losing her&lt;br /&gt;mobility of her right hand, she could not even use her right hand to color. Yet, she&lt;br /&gt;managed to make salad for daddy because daddy just came home from a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;Every cut took a lot of time, a lot of concentration and a lot of strength. She wanted&lt;br /&gt;daddy to know how much she missed daddy and how much she loved daddy.&lt;br /&gt;She was also such a caring kid. She loved to take care of everybody. You know, taking&lt;br /&gt;care of a cancer kid is never an easy task. You woke up in the night and sometimes you&lt;br /&gt;barely got any sleep. It was my wife who took the lion’s share of taking care of her. One&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, my wife was totally worn out. She fell into sleep on the sofa. Regina just had&lt;br /&gt;a doctor visit and had her chemo. When she saw her mom fell into sleep, she took her&lt;br /&gt;own blanket off, limped from her sofa to her mom’s, and covered her mom. I noticed&lt;br /&gt;that she was shivering. I asked her, “Are you cold?” She said, “I am O.K. But mom is&lt;br /&gt;sleeping. I do not want her to catch cold.” I could not help but crying. She was such a&lt;br /&gt;caring person. She loved everybody. Every time when I took her out to the mall, when&lt;br /&gt;she had her own money for shopping, she always remembered to buy something for his&lt;br /&gt;little brother. She was a great big sister to Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;You might wonder how we managed to live with her cancer. It was simple. Because she&lt;br /&gt;was a happy regular kid, always waiting for that sleepover with her best friends,&lt;br /&gt;planning for her next birthday, writing Christmas wish list in the summer, and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;of growing up. She was really easy to be content. She did not complain. Gabriel and I&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;could make silly faces to make her giggle, even when she was totally bedridden. She had&lt;br /&gt;fun in her short life. She brought happiness in our lives. She brought happiness to many&lt;br /&gt;people’s lives in her path. And she taught us the most valuable lesson in life. She had the&lt;br /&gt;courage to fight while she could; she had the serenity to accept what she could not; and&lt;br /&gt;she had the wisdom to know the difference. And she lived a full and happy life.&lt;br /&gt;Now she is no longer with us. But she will always be in our hearts. May you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray that we all have the courage to change things that we can; the serenity to&lt;br /&gt;accept things we cannot; and the wisdom to know the difference. You, my baby girl,&lt;br /&gt;were my role model, are my role model, and will always be. I love you forever, ever and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU2FzxKdlI/AAAAAAAAFPk/50z5JJMxO0M/s1600-h/rgna_199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StU2FzxKdlI/AAAAAAAAFPk/50z5JJMxO0M/s320/rgna_199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7026608521808634913?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7026608521808634913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7026608521808634913&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1817751948136698010</id><published>2009-10-13T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:52:04.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Speech  By Kathy Bell. She spoke these words on Reginas  Life Celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kathy. I Hope you don't mind me posting it in my blog. I copy and pasted it from yours.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My name is Kathy Bell. Although I live with my family only about an hour away   from here in San Diego, the first time I met Regina Tan was in November 2004,   in Memphis, Tennessee at St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ32YYnTuI/AAAAAAAABiE/Od-c6bJONWk/s1600-h/04-11-02-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383622180710338274" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ32YYnTuI/AAAAAAAABiE/Od-c6bJONWk/s400/04-11-02-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Five years old at the time, Regina was sitting on a blue sofa in the Target   House apartment she shared with her mom Diana and her aunt Sija. She sat   coloring, so beautiful, all forehead and eyes, her head smooth and unblemished   except for the curved question-mark-shaped scar above her left ear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My ten-year old son Steven was with me. He took off his baseball cap and showed   Regina his own head, covered with a baby-soft layer of newly re-grown hair,   except for the bald spot exposing the question mark above his own right ear,   Steven’s scar a mirror image of Regina’s.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGeYGBcRFI/AAAAAAAABkc/_HMdDOFpf6I/s1600-h/regina-gown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386760766082532434" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGeYGBcRFI/AAAAAAAABkc/_HMdDOFpf6I/s400/regina-gown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina and Steven were diagnosed with the same rare brain cancer, eight months   apart. Regina was recovering from her second stem cell transplant, and Steven   was in Memphis for his six month post-treatment checkup.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Discovering that your child has a life-threatening disease is like being dropped   along with your child into the midst of a tidal wave, your child can’t swim and   the waters are so rough that no matter how strong a swimmer you are, it will   never be enough for the maelstrom you find yourself in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsJfgc1mwVI/AAAAAAAABlM/JlAZnG5Yys0/s1600-h/regina-nick-poncho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsJfgc1mwVI/AAAAAAAABlM/JlAZnG5Yys0/s400/regina-nick-poncho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386973115390017874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was in the midst of such turmoil that I was introduced to Regina’s parents   Diana and Nick, a few days after emergency surgery to remove the malignant   tumor found in Regina’s brain. We had just returned from eight months in   Memphis with Steven after aggressive treatment to save his life. After   considering their options, Nick and Diana decided to take Regina to Memphis for   the same treatment that Steven had just completed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is a saying at St. Jude, you arrive with one sick child and you go home   with thirty five. It is impossible not to come to love those little bald heads   as they battle the devastating diseases they’ve been dealt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R836nJjxKRI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ixy_zxSDYBk/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/R836nJjxKRI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ixy_zxSDYBk/s320/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174067097406351634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And so we fell in love with Regina. We "adopted" the Tans and we followed Regina   from afar, through radiation and four cycles of high-dose chemotherapy, along   the same paths that Steven had traveled eight months before. We prayed for   smooth sailing and a successful outcome. We prayed for her return to a   disease-free childhood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina has been living with cancer and the shadow of cancer for over five years,   more than half of her life. Still, cancer was most definitely not what Regina   was about and not what I am here to talk about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, what was Regina about?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsI7bFw5BcI/AAAAAAAABlE/tYl7yc8qhRQ/s1600-h/05-09-26-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386933440878282178" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsI7bFw5BcI/AAAAAAAABlE/tYl7yc8qhRQ/s400/05-09-26-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about birthdays. On the day that Regina turned five, she was in the   hospital in Memphis getting her very first dose of chemotherapy. Her sixth   birthday was spent in more pleasant surroundings at Disney World in Florida,   and when she got home she had a second party with her friends at Chili’s   Restaurant. On her seventh birthday, she had a Disney princess party at her   house. On her eighth birthday, Regina was at Ronald McDonald House recovering   from chemotherapy, but there was cake and when her blood counts recovered, she   had a proper celebration with her friends at home. When Regina was nine, her   princess party was wedged between cycles of chemotherapy. And Regina’s most   recent birthday could only be described as a miracle, it is so clear that she   wanted to spend her tenth birthday here with her family, and &lt;em&gt;so she did&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ4PrT-tXI/AAAAAAAABi8/fYlfun1LKiM/s1600-h/07-07-08-08-regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383622615287903602" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ4PrT-tXI/AAAAAAAABi8/fYlfun1LKiM/s400/07-07-08-08-regina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about traveling. She went to Disney World in Florida courtesy of   Make-A-Wish. She went to China and 4 times  to Estonia. She went to Big Bear and   Palm Springs and San Francisco.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGegZxXMzI/AAAAAAAABkk/EF3SMhy7Ltk/s1600-h/regina-heather-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386760908822754098" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGegZxXMzI/AAAAAAAABkk/EF3SMhy7Ltk/s400/regina-heather-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about fun activities close to home, Disneyland and Legoland and Sea   World and Build-A-Bear and the American Girl Store.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGac_ODT1I/AAAAAAAABj0/0Tzrp4wEW3E/s1600-h/regina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 159px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386756452109209426" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGac_ODT1I/AAAAAAAABj0/0Tzrp4wEW3E/s400/regina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGaqo0TqDI/AAAAAAAABj8/tZlHcWdkyRM/s1600-h/regina-paycheck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; z-index: 0; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386756686613817394" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGaqo0TqDI/AAAAAAAABj8/tZlHcWdkyRM/s400/regina-paycheck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about Hollywood and show business, backstage passes and meeting   celebrities, Hanna Montana and Britney Spears and Miranda Cosgrove and the   American Idol contenders. Regina appeared on the big screen in the movie My   Sister’s Keeper,  and received her first pay   check.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SMXPRtWT06I/AAAAAAAACkg/_zoU8esT3mk/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243825244280705954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SMXPRtWT06I/AAAAAAAACkg/_zoU8esT3mk/s400/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about fun with her friends, even though her illness kept her out of   school and away for extended periods of time. Sleepovers and swimming and   dress-up parties occupied her time when her health permitted. While Regina was   in Memphis she looked forward to returning home and having a sleepover with her   best friend Heather. Heather waited a year to start kindergarten while Regina   was in Memphis so they could start together when Regina came home.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGdPv2OjHI/AAAAAAAABkU/YA4jX948QI0/s1600-h/regina-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386759523179334770" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGdPv2OjHI/AAAAAAAABkU/YA4jX948QI0/s400/regina-model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about fashion and dressing up in fancy gowns and one of her goals was   to be a model. Her clothes expressed her own unique tastes and individuality,   princess dresses and elegant gowns put together from whatever she could find.   She wore Hanna Montana and Hello Kitty and Sleeping Beauty and Tinkerbell and   anything fashionable, feminine and frilly. She had certain favorite items, the   pink crocheted cap she started wearing in Memphis that finally wore out and   Diana crocheted her another, the pink Sleeping Beauty poncho that I once   mistakenly called a cape, the pink Disney princess dress with the cap sleeves   and bow and the rows of tulle and glitter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ6Fbw88TI/AAAAAAAABjU/2GAx07A_z8E/s1600-h/05-08-00-regina-kindergarten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383624638339019058" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ6Fbw88TI/AAAAAAAABjU/2GAx07A_z8E/s400/05-08-00-regina-kindergarten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of my favorite images of Regina was on her first day of kindergarten. She   &lt;em&gt;rocked&lt;/em&gt; her first day at school in a plaid skirt with matching shirt and purse,   pink tights with white polka dots and appliquéd ladybug, purple Minnie Mouse   sunglasses, pink Disney princess rolling backpack and the pink crochet cap, and   an I’m-ready-to-take-on-the-world smile.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGfVHB7wtI/AAAAAAAABks/VPKpJFkzqJs/s1600-h/regina-gamma-knife-frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386761814325052114" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGfVHB7wtI/AAAAAAAABks/VPKpJFkzqJs/s400/regina-gamma-knife-frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina was about fighting for the simple privilege of being alive. Hidden   beneath her petite frame and feminine attire was the heart of a warrior. When   she relapsed with over forty new tumors in her brain, the doctors gave her two   months but she took twenty seven. Even as her treatments were failing and her   tumors were growing, she continued to set goals, she wanted to grow up to be a   teenager, she wanted to be a fashion model, she wanted to be a chef and cook   meals for Diana.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGoMkD4HVI/AAAAAAAABk0/UCdi8Y5Rx78/s1600-h/gabe-family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386771563103657298" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SsGoMkD4HVI/AAAAAAAABk0/UCdi8Y5Rx78/s400/gabe-family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "We gain strength, and courage, and confidence   by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face. We must do   that which we think we cannot."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SraBPBWvZgI/AAAAAAAABjc/cVIpCJoGHMQ/s1600-h/09-09-19-regina-bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383632499629843970" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SraBPBWvZgI/AAAAAAAABjc/cVIpCJoGHMQ/s400/09-09-19-regina-bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Regina is a heroine. And even though they don’t believe it, so are her parents   Diana and Nick, for the way they have looked fear in the face and done the   thing that every parent believes they cannot, loving their child from the womb   all the way up to heaven.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SQoSL6t9PPI/AAAAAAAAD3c/YNtT0y8X5fs/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SQoSL6t9PPI/AAAAAAAAD3c/YNtT0y8X5fs/s400/Picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263039110485720306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My family and I prayed and hoped and visualized a different ending to Regina’s   story and along with all of you who loved her, our hearts are broken.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have no magic words of comfort to offer, only admiration and gratitude and   love and faith that the memory of Regina along with the help of all the friends   in your lives who love you too, it will somehow be enough to help you face the   journey that now lies ahead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/Sr03acxqO9I/AAAAAAAABjk/_oZHFpPA66E/s1600-h/regina-09-20-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385521656945589202" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/Sr03acxqO9I/AAAAAAAABjk/_oZHFpPA66E/s400/regina-09-20-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;From the bottom of our hearts to the tips of the stars, we love you, Regina   Melody Tan. Good night, sweet princess, may flights of angels sing thee to thy   rest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-1817751948136698010?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1817751948136698010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1817751948136698010&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1817751948136698010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1817751948136698010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-speech-by-kathy-bell-she.html' title='Beautiful Speech  By Kathy Bell. She spoke these words on Reginas  Life Celebration.'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_isiavYkRU4Y/SrZ32YYnTuI/AAAAAAAABiE/Od-c6bJONWk/s72-c/04-11-02-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2595083550807356600</id><published>2009-10-11T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:30:15.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some AIR....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3KmSp1dI/AAAAAAAAFOU/lcS7iclUV9I/s1600-h/IMG_6757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3KmSp1dI/AAAAAAAAFOU/lcS7iclUV9I/s400/IMG_6757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391502727877088722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not even sure what bothers me the most. Most about me, most about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;REgina&lt;/span&gt; not being here, most about life.  This all still seems like a one big joke to me. Very cruel joke. Very emotional joke...&lt;iframe tabindex="5" style="display: block;" id="richeditorframe"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing lot of thinking and  I found answers to couple of important questions.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; I have been talking about those few feeling  with my friends.. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Day to day bases I still hear from people, and people are still walking up to us and say  how sorry they are.  And they wish there is something they can do. :)  Like one of my previous post made few of you really upset I want to clarify something..  I am not perfect. I am me. I am living breathing things who has feelings. Lately I  did not understand this about me. WHY did I get so angry at everything, and some of you may think that I am angry at you.. NO. That is not the  case at all. I don't hate you . I don't hate you walking up to us and telling how sorry you are.. I HATE  sometimes how simple heartfelt  words make me feel. Sometimes they make me feel angry, sometimes, simple "I am here for you " makes me cry, sometimes I have no feelings at all. Anyway, I just need time.. AND Again, There is no hate  in me towards you. I HATE   my hateful feelings. ANGRY feelings...  And I can't do anything to make it better.   Don't tell me to take drugs or  seek professional help.  If  I can't help me , Nobody can. But I have a good feeling that one day, I learn to manage( lie) about my feelings, and can enjoy life without guilt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0W-H8yqI/AAAAAAAAFNc/jptA6gDJlYM/s1600-h/IMG_6679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0W-H8yqI/AAAAAAAAFNc/jptA6gDJlYM/s400/IMG_6679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499641898191522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other thing is.. I was just driving to  LA yesterday, and I had lot of thinking time. LOT OF. Anyway.-- I had full makeup on, My nails done  my dress on, pink shoes, I was wearing the cutest necklace  ever (  Thank you  friend".  I was feeling  amazing. I actually felt really cute at that moment.. I was driving to  Evening with the Stars, A benefit for The Desi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geestman&lt;/span&gt; Foundation. I knew that this night was going to be emotional for me because Desi passed away  10 years ago.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; I just lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;REgina&lt;/span&gt; .. And Ileana was the one who helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;REgina&lt;/span&gt; to  get a part in My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SIsters&lt;/span&gt; Keeper...&lt;br /&gt;And As I was driving I just started crying.   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ALl&lt;/span&gt; I could think  was- Regina never saw my cute pink shoes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SHe&lt;/span&gt; would have loved my shoes, she would make a comment like - ONE DAY when I grow up Can I have your shoes?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; I know She would have enjoyed going there and taking photos and posing..    I tried to pull it together. Wiped off my giant salty  tears and turned on Radio.. AND OF COURSE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Reginas&lt;/span&gt; latest fave song was on again-- TAILOR SWIFT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LOVESTORY&lt;/span&gt;... And  I could not pull it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;togehter&lt;/span&gt;.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt; few more minutes..  And started thinking more... About different things...  Our social worker ( trinity Kids care), send Gabriel book about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lifesycles&lt;/span&gt;. To be honest I did not like that book very much. It was too general .  But as I was driving and thinking It just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;appeard&lt;/span&gt; to me out of a blue that WOW, REGINA actually had a full life.  She was born, SHE went to school, she  had a job,  she had her first paycheck, paid her taxes  got a tax return and peacefully passed away.  Regina lived her dream. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; with our help she had everything  one 10 year old would ever wanted to have.  ( Crap, she did dream about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Iphone&lt;/span&gt;  and laptop for this Christmas)... but you see what I mean... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Reginas&lt;/span&gt; LIFE   was THE LIFE. Within her lifetime she showed us that IF we do what we really want to do we will be better and happier people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; I was happy taking  care of her. :) Even though She lived her life to THE MAX, it does not take MY pain away.  IT does not take away my sadness and tears. I still MISS her. And I will always miss her and carry her in my heart.... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Desi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Geestman&lt;/span&gt; foundation event. I got there 20 minutes early and  saw Ileana  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;righ&lt;/span&gt; away. I gave her scrapbook that I created  with all the photos from My sisters Keeper set ( NO  I did not take photocopies of  that scrapbook).   AND when Ileana gave e one hug, I just started crying again.    But  I managed to pull it together. Got my VIP wristband and went to see what's up :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3JwsSwbI/AAAAAAAAFOM/Ey-yM3NU_nw/s1600-h/IMG_6705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3JwsSwbI/AAAAAAAAFOM/Ey-yM3NU_nw/s400/IMG_6705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391502713489113522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;. Ileana and her Team did such a wonderful job pulling this event together.  Lighting, music, people, food, drinks. Emotions:) Hugs, smiles..  It was night to remember. :) I was  sitting on table 23 WITH band named International Farmers. They do reggae music. Fun , young awesome artists :)  Well.. After food was served  and people finished eating it was time to meet and greet Celebrities . There was about 20 something Soap Opera stars. I Don't watch many soaps, but I did take pictures with 3 "Big Guys" :)&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ted King( General Hospital),&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0ZPdjbaI/AAAAAAAAFN0/8yUBH6mEMzo/s1600-h/IMG_6723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0ZPdjbaI/AAAAAAAAFN0/8yUBH6mEMzo/s400/IMG_6723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499680911945122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Davitian&lt;/span&gt; ( fat guy on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0YfY2pwI/AAAAAAAAFNs/nbuUkyIVNe4/s1600-h/IMG_6715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0YfY2pwI/AAAAAAAAFNs/nbuUkyIVNe4/s400/IMG_6715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499668007331586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;AAAAANNNNNDDDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ronn&lt;/span&gt; Moss ( The bold and the  Beautiful).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0Xm-2W6I/AAAAAAAAFNk/rIB2VlpO8UE/s1600-h/IMG_6729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0Xm-2W6I/AAAAAAAAFNk/rIB2VlpO8UE/s400/IMG_6729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499652865874850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0ZmzeusI/AAAAAAAAFN8/EhGIExpY_AM/s1600-h/IMG_6712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ0ZmzeusI/AAAAAAAAFN8/EhGIExpY_AM/s400/IMG_6712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391499687177927362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was looking around to find some people I KNOW, My EYE stopped on one blond very energetic lady. I was looking at her and thinking. I KNOW HER, I am not sure, from where, BUT I KNOW HER... So hour passed....   Finally I walked up to her and asked...  "excuse me, did you Volunteer in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;CHLA&lt;/span&gt;??).. And she said yes. She was all dressed up, and make up was done, and hair was flowing... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ANyway&lt;/span&gt;, her name is Elizabeth   MacDonald, and she was one of our favorite volunteers in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;CHLA&lt;/span&gt;, and I was not expecting to see her in this event, since mostly it is about  City Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;HOpe&lt;/span&gt; hospital...  But We did meet once again, and I  Told her That Regina had passed away.. Was not easy thing to do...  I teared up again...   She hugged me, and  she gave me her card... And that was it for that moment...&lt;br /&gt;But when I was about to leave, ( 9.45PM ) I saw her once again, and I told her, I have to take off now..  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; Take care.. BUT, She was next to Ridge Forrester  - ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Ronn&lt;/span&gt; MOSS), from Bold and the Beautiful, and everybody was taking pictures with him. I think he IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; biggest soap star ever. I was already crying , and then Elizabeth said.. to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ronn&lt;/span&gt;.. I want  you to meet someone special    who just lost her daughter to Cancer..    &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ANd&lt;/span&gt; this time I lost it big time.. Like Major Drama big time.  I think I was even shaking  a little because  I just felt this intolerable pain inside...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Ronn&lt;/span&gt; just wrapped his warm welcoming  arms  around me, gave me the BIGGEST warmest hug,    kissed my hair, and  said  something... .. ...  And I wiped my tears and  Thanked him for being part of such a great organization   and then we took a photo.. And to be honest.. IT was perfect ending to a perfect event... Thanks again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;EliZABETH&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I had to drive back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Placentia&lt;/span&gt; ( Gabriel was at Maire and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Steves&lt;/span&gt; house, second night in a row for a sleepover), and I could not drink ... ( I had 2 oz of wine, and that was it  :( )&lt;br /&gt;Steve made the biggest Sunday Morning breakfast... SPICY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Omlette&lt;/span&gt;, and Pancake and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;YUMMOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3JLCL3RI/AAAAAAAAFOE/dxesqj_WX1Q/s1600-h/IMG_6750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3JLCL3RI/AAAAAAAAFOE/dxesqj_WX1Q/s400/IMG_6750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391502703380389138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Night I went out With "my Girls". Went and did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;CLubbing&lt;/span&gt; @ King King ( house club).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ35gihfCI/AAAAAAAAFOc/gWyWR-QjIzQ/s1600-h/IMG_6623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ35gihfCI/AAAAAAAAFOc/gWyWR-QjIzQ/s400/IMG_6623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391503533786889250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Gabe and I and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Xochitl&lt;/span&gt; family went to see Cloudy with a chance of meatballs ( 3D,) and I am about to leave my house to have dinner with Beth and Heather :) I am happy I have things to do.. But there are days I NEED SOME AIR.. I can't breathe. ANd on other days I am happy as Can be. These feeling are not so new to me, but Right now I am more aware of them.. Trying to control them , but I just need more time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(( HUGS TO YOU ALL) AND don't be scared of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-2595083550807356600?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/2595083550807356600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=2595083550807356600&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2595083550807356600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/2595083550807356600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-some-air.html' title='I need some AIR....'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/StJ3KmSp1dI/AAAAAAAAFOU/lcS7iclUV9I/s72-c/IMG_6757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-1458302384169590751</id><published>2009-10-05T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:39:13.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Our Morning visitor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq07EzBNmI/AAAAAAAAFMo/ylYJY5Q8QOg/s1600-h/_MG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq07EzBNmI/AAAAAAAAFMo/ylYJY5Q8QOg/s400/_MG_2266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318831095232098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days go by very very very fast.  I am still not doing much.  ( Besides of eating)..&lt;br /&gt;I can't apologize for what I said my previous post. I would be lying to myself. I know , People are now afraid to TELL me things, or approach me. Sorry-life sucks, My feelings suck and I am not going to just stand and smile. I have a voice, and  I want to use it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;, and if you don't know what to say YOU DON't have to say anything. Smile, is fine, turning your head away from us is fine.. WHatever works for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days  ago I had very hard time with Reginas notebooks, papers with her writing on it, her school papers.. I SAVED cases full of her  things, because she wanted me to do so.  I just could not  hold on to those things . One reason why I kept them and did not throw away without her knowledge, I was hoping she would grow up one day and show proudly to her kids  what  she did in school, how neatly she can write and color and draw.... But..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I asked Gabriel what he thinks about us burning Reginas papers , so she can have them "up " with her. .. Gabriel LOVED my idea and he also now draws REgina pictures and we burn them once a day in our fireplace...&lt;br /&gt;We still have LONG way to go. LOONG way..  I save some of her drawings and cut out her HEARTS( she drew hearts to every where), and clue them to scrapbook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq06OYgN4I/AAAAAAAAFMg/SjXHnnxa08o/s1600-h/IMG_6430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq06OYgN4I/AAAAAAAAFMg/SjXHnnxa08o/s400/IMG_6430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318816488503170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq07zYeSWI/AAAAAAAAFMw/FRVi0Uz2APA/s1600-h/IMG_2264.JPG"&gt;(Reginas latest favorite pair or shoes, also covered in hearts)&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq07zYeSWI/AAAAAAAAFMw/FRVi0Uz2APA/s400/IMG_2264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318843600357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Phrases that don't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was God's will&lt;br /&gt;(first find out what the survivors religious belief is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful you have another child&lt;br /&gt;( this lessens the importance of the child who died)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;(none of us knows exactly how someone else feels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will heal&lt;br /&gt;( time alone does not heal, though it helps. People need time as well as the grief process)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must have been a reason&lt;br /&gt;( perhaps not, life is not always fair or reasonable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHRASES THAT DO HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq5UCcN6hI/AAAAAAAAFM4/rVOqMdev_es/s1600-h/_MG_2102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq5UCcN6hI/AAAAAAAAFM4/rVOqMdev_es/s400/_MG_2102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389323658005965330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;("Door Openers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be very painful for you&lt;br /&gt;(then the griever feels free to describe the pain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have been very close to her&lt;br /&gt;(the survivor can then talk about the relationship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no Idea what it must be like for you; I've never had a child die. Can you tell me what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be hard to accept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Regina. She was a special person. But that can't compare to how much you must miss her. Tell me what it's like&lt;br /&gt;( then listen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ese are just few outtakes from Care letter ( guiding me through life's passages( O'Connor Mortuary ). And for my surprise&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;page "letter",  was first letter that I  was like OMG, THIS IS HOW I FEEL, AND IF this was perfect world, people would understand everything.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just me and Gabriel till thanksgiving:)  Hopefully I will find enought things to do with him (  BOY THINGS). IT is all new to me.. JUST BOY things.... Little different....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel Misses Regina to pieces.  Most of our conversations include Regina. He also asks WHEN will he see REgina again,and IF he gets old and dies, HOW can he find REgina. :(&lt;br /&gt;I just told him to think about Doves...  ( dove release ).  And then he would say.. BUT daddy and you die first and get to see REgina first, and that is not fair. :(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;(()))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7290451-1458302384169590751?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/1458302384169590751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=1458302384169590751&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1458302384169590751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/1458302384169590751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/days.html' title='Days..'/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/Ssq07EzBNmI/AAAAAAAAFMo/ylYJY5Q8QOg/s72-c/_MG_2266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-7966625348039559223</id><published>2009-10-04T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:17:19.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SsllMwRjjkI/AAAAAAAAFMU/upPiFjTalFc/s1600-h/_MG_2258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SsllMwRjjkI/AAAAAAAAFMU/upPiFjTalFc/s400/_MG_2258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388949698916879938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lot to write about. Things that people say that they think are comforting but they are so WRONG, and things that people say that make me go  yes, you are right.. But I am not going to write about it yet...  I let you all think about something very cruel. Most of you have told me that YOU CAN NOT Imagine  loosing y0ur child.. But now think.. If this happens, what you don't want to hear from friends, strangers, family members...  DO you want to hear,  "She/he is in better place ( I started using this MYSELF, after I heard it from so many people, but I believe it is very WRONG to someone else to say it),  do you want to hear,    MOVE ON, GET OVER IT?  DO you want to hear, THINGS WILL GET BETTER?   DO you want to hear -- I UNDERSTAND what you are going through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying  anything today. I am not going to explain   how I feel about comments  people say to us today.. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I am going to say. Don't tell me she gave up. Don't tell me she was weak.. STOP RIGHT THERE...  Once -I let it slide, I just smiled and walked away, second time person who told me this,  got a "speech" about  You F. bitch kind of speech.  ..   I have no fear right now.  I don't . I am done with BS,  and I take no BS.   If you get a parking ticket and bitch about it- SO WHAT, Pay it up and move on. ...  It is your fault... RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srry. Just have to let it out today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my Princess Regina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7290451-7966625348039559223?l=diana78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/feeds/7966625348039559223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7290451&amp;postID=7966625348039559223&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7966625348039559223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290451/posts/default/7966625348039559223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diana78.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-lot-to-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Sleeping Beauty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445415435887595656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/TC1u70eNJ4I/AAAAAAAAfrg/vrjOse2IoUk/S220/Photo+on+2010-07-01+at+09.20.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SsllMwRjjkI/AAAAAAAAFMU/upPiFjTalFc/s72-c/_MG_2258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290451.post-2119794776377906324</id><published>2009-10-02T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:42:56.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SsbQeOdV9wI/AAAAAAAAFMI/Cl_2q46KARI/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vs0iHHCZqqo/SsbQeOdV9wI/AAAAAAAAFMI/Cl_2q46KARI/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388223221891200770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss Regina, we all do.  It is very hard FOR ME , to enjoy things without her.  I constantly think about her, and feel  guilty   about some things..  I just realised  HOW much  I did for her. Even around our house.   Colors to stimulate her, Of course I asked her before I did paint rooms in our house,   toys  everywhere, her favorite music, , her favorite  books, mugs , plates bowls... cupcake pans and inserts. Her favorite chips are still in my pantry, and her spicy noodles are waiting  for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ,.. We have LOT OF REGINA IN OUR HOUSE ...  I feel happy and sad same time.  happy , that I have learned so much from her, and sad, that She can't teach me   and be here for me anymore.  I still remember those times when she bought me glass of water when I coughed  couple of times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't go to Sephora store  because it was one of her fave stores..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Past few days I have been trying to go into stores. I get in and then get out as  fast as possible. I just drive around  from parking lot to parking lot   and take deep breaths in..... &lt;br /&gt;It is very hard to pass girls  department in Target, or wall mart, or  Childrens place and justice. Stores are full of cute and adorable girl clothes, and RIGHT NOW, Reginas favorite styles are in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I do laugh, and smile and go to places and bars.   But it is different. My worry is replaced with Missing her. Before I worried constantly when I left her with sitters, NOW I miss this worry. We humans are hard to please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank few people  about Making Reginas Life Celebration special.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST--- O'COnnor Mortuary..- Reginas Make up was amazing. SHE looked so "alive", so peaceful, so calm.  SHe looked almost.. .. Alive... And to see REgina like that  I knew she was well cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also want to thank Risa . SHE IS AMAZING. Thanks to her Tent number 2 looked "Very Regina". Pink, balloons, funeral program, Reginas Buttons.  SHE is the one who helped with My vision, and SHE DELIVERED IT!!!! Thank you Risa. ALso, she is one of the most talented  woman's I know. Whatever she does is PERFECT- Her face paintings, Her glitter tattoos, her weddings, and now Funerals....  I don't know how she does it, but she does it well... :) Thank you Risa:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorfulfaceart.com/aboutorangecountyfacepainter.html"&gt;http://www.colorfulfaceart.com/aboutorangecountyfacepainter.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Talbert Family Foundation has been very, very helpful over past few years. :)    Julie Talbert  has been collecting all your helpful donations  and sending them to us. Funerals these days are not cheap, and medical bills are still coming in...  Blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.talbertfamilyfoundation.org/"&gt;http://www.talbertfamilyfoundation.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Friends Jennifer and Andrea we found photographer Chad, who  we hired to take photos of Reginas  celebration of life. We don't have his photos yet, but soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.narkchareonphotography.com/"&gt;http://www.narkchareonphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our families from China and Estonia could not  attend Reginas life celebration, I felt  it is very important to get this important event videotaped ( dvd),  so we could send copies to Estonia and CHina. . Thanks to chaplain  Brad Stetson , Ph.d ( www.bradstetson.net), we found Earl Chesser   , and he was the one who videotaped  everything. We will get the full video in a week or so.   &lt;a href="http://corelann.com/"&gt;http://corelann.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; AND friends who made Rice crispies, sugar cookies,  chocolate chip cookies, brownies, c
