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    <title>On Baby Goo Duty</title>
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    <description>On Baby Goo Duty...wifeyhood and post-yuppie pursuits</description>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Families</category>
    <category>Hobbies</category>
    <category>Entertainment</category>
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      <title>and on a not very humble note...</title>
      <link>http://lookma.blogdrive.com/archive/57.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 10:43:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 Yeah, I have the time to say...

I LOST YET ANOTHER 5 POUNDS DESPITE HAVING NO WORKOUT SINCE I STARTED WORKING!!!

yeay!!!

Okay, back to being Internet-deprived...


     
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      <title>i miss my blog</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 13:43:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 A new job where I have yet to acquire a much-needed computer and a working DSL connection (and a project that Glenn and I are doing when we get home) calls for no blogging.

No blogging at all.



But I have a cute little boy to come home to.
Yeay!


     
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      <title>mikey with spots</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 05:47:32 GMT</pubDate>
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       My poor baby boy has red spots on his face. They have made his cute face their home since last week. The doctor said it was tigdas-hangin, viral something, I forgot the term. She said that because he has complete flu shots and measle vaccine, he just has spots and not fever. Most kids have fever for a few days until the spots come out. Another good thing is that it's only a few spots on his face, instead of all over his body.

No medication needed, she said. We just need to keep him hydrated with water and juices, which he, thankfully, loves. So we've stocked up on Nestle juices and... (more)</description>
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      <title>allow me to be self-indulgent</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 03:58:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    Dear Friends,

Allow me to enjoy myself today. Kindly take a look at my weight tracker above. I lost 4 pounds over the weekend. I am now at 126!

I was aiming to lose 5 pounds before the month ends. So far, I've lost 6 this month. I've surpassed my pre-pregnancy weight which is 129 and am halfway to my ultimate goal - 110!

Every pound is so difficult to get rid of. That is why every pound shed off is a victory for me. Imagine how happy and excited I was when I finally touched the 120s last Saturday at 128 and ended up at 126 yesterday. My diet and exercise do pay off however... (more)</description>
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      <title>share the love, drown the heartache</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 13:39:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    We're such a loving family. We share everything. We even share our virus. 

First, Daddy had the sniffles and felt like a ton of bricks was weighing him down. Then came Mikey with the runny nose and the fussy sleepytimes. Last came Mommy with the virus brewing inside her, having a hard time with a clogged throat and a terrible headache.

We are all still feeling a little sick. Ugh. I'm really praying we all get better soon.

I wonder how my mom did it. That no matter how bad a cold my brother and I catch and no matter how terribly sick we get, my mom never got sick. My mom never caught... (more)</description>
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      <title>salon day</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 15:07:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
    I sat today for 11 hours straight in a salon. 

Yep. I am one of those women oh so blessed with curly hair. It's unmanageable, dry, dead, damaged. So I finally had my long overdue trip to the salon to have my hair rebonded and treated.

My hair is so straight, smooth and soft right now.  I had to starve myself for half a day to remain at my seat and have all the treatments finished. My butt and tail bone hurt from all the sitting down.  And the part I hate the most -- not being permitted to wash my hair for the next three days. I don't know if I'll be able to last that long. Oh well,... (more)</description>
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      <title>episodes of a young mom in a small town</title>
      <link>http://lookma.blogdrive.com/archive/51.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 17:44:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 The one where Mikey freaked Mommy and Daddy out

We were a little shaken up over the weekend. Mikey suddenly woke up at 4am last Sunday, wailing and shouting, tears streaming down his cheeks endlessly. Glenn tried to comfort him while I hurried to give him a bottle. 

He pushed the bottle away and kept screaming. If you heard him cry, you'd really pity him. Something was definitely causing him pain. We carried him, distracted him, rubbed his back, sang to him, danced him around. Nothing worked. Then, his temperature changed. He became warmer and warmer by the minute. It was our first time... (more)</description>
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      <title>thursday thirteen #14</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 14:47:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
                                                    

Thirteen random things about me
(for lack of an interesting topic)


This is quite late but, what the heck!

1. I learned how to make use of the internet only during my senior year in college. Yeah, I'm a Flintstone.

2. I am absolutely afraid of cats. I'd rather be hit by a speeding truck. Sorry to those who adore them furry furballs.

3. I have a very high threshold for pain. So when I can no longer bear it, there's a good chance I'm about to die.

4. I prefer watching DVDs with the subtitle option on. Because I'm D-E-A-F.

5. I used... (more)</description>
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      <title>anger becomes me</title>
      <link>http://lookma.blogdrive.com/archive/49.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Sep 2006 07:37:39 GMT</pubDate>
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       I was having a really terrible morning. I lost it. 

Our yaya (nanny/housekeeper) was really getting to my nerves. She has an attitude that she only shows when I'm the only one around. To everybody else, she's the happy, dependable person you can easily be fond of. 

Don't get me wrong. I can be really fond of her. I help her cook, praise her cooking always, watch TV with her, confide in her...heck, I even gave her a foot spa once. I wanted to treat her the way I would treat a friend or a sister. I never order her around. As much as possible, I do what I can instead of giving orders.... (more)</description>
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      <title>how do you love me? let me count the ways...</title>
      <link>http://lookma.blogdrive.com/archive/48.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 08:30:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>just when i've entertained a new drama in my head
thinking i'm just an empty frame hanging on a wall 
you'd come and admire me
and remind me why you bought me after all

just when i've thought you'll never notice me
no matter how i dress up and slim down
you'd come and let me know
i've always been the beauty you've seen me to be

just when i've just started to mope and pout
because you rushed out the door without a word
you'd come back and tell me
where you've gone and how i should have been there with you

just when i've begun to feel small and guilty
believing you'll hate me for the wrong i... (more)</description>
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