<?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-4004237527204332019</id><updated>2012-01-30T23:00:36.834+01:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Activities'/><category term='Baptism'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='benefits'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Perfumes'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Château'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Breastfeeding'/><category term='Shows'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Collection'/><category term='Orchestra'/><category term='Voyage'/><category term='climate'/><category term='Sickness'/><category term='Leisure'/><category term='season'/><category term='Teething'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Medicine'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Birth control'/><category term='Theatre'/><category term='Virus'/><category term='family'/><category term='Post-natal'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='history'/><category term='Housing'/><category term='Foods'/><category term='Pilgrims'/><category term='Prevention'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Accident'/><category term='Festival'/><title type='text'>J'aime la vie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2228333799144885963</id><published>2010-05-11T10:24:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:46:04.740+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Goodbye dysmenorrhea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was chatting with my relatives earlier back in Cebu and I know that one of my nieces was in the room resting because she got cramps on her belly especially during the first day of her period. So I was prompted to write this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had dysmenorrhea (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a painful menstruation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) for years and I remember each time I have a period my mother always gave me a bottle of black beer or called it "&lt;em&gt;serbesa negra&lt;/em&gt;". She told me that if I drink it will make the blood out more and more and will ease me up. Well, I had tried this but for me it did not work on my cramps, but one thing it worked well for me, I began to like the beer as early as in my teens. And obviously I love beers today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So during my teens I had suffered this pain, so unpleasant that I don't want to move or do, all I want is to rest, but if it's during school days I force myself to go to school because I don't want to be absent from the class anyway. And I can't forget the time when I collapsed because of this cramp just right in front of my teacher. It was my Physics laboratory class and we were sitted all and in the big table my teacher demonstrating the various tools, etc. I suddenly bowed my head and became unconscious so they brought me to the clinic. When I was awaken they gave me something to take, 250mg &lt;strong&gt;Midol&lt;/strong&gt; and since then this pain reliver became my bestfriend during the times I have my period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some people said that dysmenorrhea will be gone after giving birth. I prove them right. When I have my period after giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; I didn't feel any pain in my belly. After two months of giving birth I had seen my OB-Gyne for a compulsory check-up and I had the time to asked her about the cramps that is gone for good and she said, she had cleaned and had removed some blood from my uterus. I didn't see her doing this thing because after giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; I was very tired from the long labor and right after the anesthetist came to me and he said to inject few anesthesia then seconds after I was sleeping.  MK was in the room but he never saw the process as there were four nurses surrounding me. When I woke up the doctor told me that she had removed the placenta and had cleaned inside and that everything is okay.  And so when I was giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt;, good thing also that I did not have this hemorrhage and so I was awake all the time. There I saw the doctor cleaning inside my womb and I was surprised because I saw her arm inside almost up to her elbow. Whew! I felt her hand moving inside because my epidural anesthesia began to subside and I'd even felt when she did the stiching. Aww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now, I'm happy that I have escaped this dysmenorrhea... forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bon, c'était une bonne expérience&lt;/em&gt;. (Well, it was a good experience.)&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/4004237527204332019-2228333799144885963?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2228333799144885963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2228333799144885963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2228333799144885963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2228333799144885963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodbye-dysmenorrhea.html' title='Goodbye dysmenorrhea'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2865852080876054386</id><published>2010-04-06T11:51:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:38:42.357+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accident'/><title type='text'>One bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;March 9, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oui, j'arrive dans demi-heure&lt;/em&gt;. That was MK's last line before we hang up the phone, saying that he comes/arrives in half an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed to go somewhere the four of us, so MK would be and should be home at 6:30 p.m. I prepared the girls and myself as well so by the time MK arrive, we are ready. Whenever we we have a night out he always gives what hour he comes and he always arrive on time, he never fails. If he is late it would be just a minute or two. &lt;em&gt;Bon&lt;/em&gt;, I watched the clock from time to time and it's already past 7 p.m., so I thought MK had a flat tire on his bike. Usually it takes him 30 to 40 minutes passing the three towns before he gets home. Again and again I watch the clock and it's 8 p.m, then 9 p.m. and so on, I thought something is wrong with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I called the police station in our town and they said they don't have reports of an accident. Actually, it was in the other town where the accident happened the &lt;em&gt;police municipale&lt;/em&gt; failed to contact me for MK gave the wrong number. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been almost a year since MK uses a road bike for winter and earth bike for summer going to work and back, that is if the weather is fine -- no rain, no snow. For him biking is the only sport he can do at the moment while he wanted badly to lose some weights. Actually, he did lose some weights, from 105 kilos before, now he weighs 91 kilos by biking every other day, some runnings on weekend and later swimming, well to complete his triathlon wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And later in that evening, 15 minutes before midnight, I received a call fom the Doctor saying that hubby had an accident versus a car. He told me not to worry because he is alive and he is taking cared of at the ER, but I couldn't help my tears falling when he said "&lt;em&gt;ll a beaucoup de fractu&lt;/em&gt;res" and he mentioned those fractures which I couldn't hear clearly. He has/got many fractures, oh and I thought what if he has fractures in the spinal column etc, those important parts, and worst he couldn't walk anymore...etc. all these bothers me the whole night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The following day we visited the hospital with MK's mom as well. MK had some fractures, in fact the list is almost a page of a bondpaper. To name a few, his right shoulder is severely injured, some broken ribs, etc, his right cheekbone was dislocated and had two surgeries on his face. His head is untouched and his legs are all fine. He was able to walk on the fourth day of his admission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was MK's fault, he is suppose to stop on the line where there is "&lt;em&gt;Cedez le passage"&lt;/em&gt; or give way sign but instead he continues and bikes so fast that he loses contol when making the right turn, he never made it to the right lane and he ended up in the left lane where the car is coming. The impact is heavy and that it left MK unconscious for minutes and some bloody thing on his face while waiting the ambulance car. A week after MK checked out from the hospital, he called the driver of the car he bumped with. The driver Mr. L. told him that MK was so fast that day and when he brake his bike, his body thrown onto the front of his car. He further said that his car is into pieces and that it is already in the scrapyard. Well, he told us that he will visit the house but he never did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now, it's almost a month from his accident, he recovers 80 percent of the fractures but still he keeps his right arm not to use/move much (there is still pain if he force to). I drive him to hospital at least twice a week for checkup and later this month, he will undergo kinesitherapy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S82K-4o-xcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PysFBNzHGSQ/s1600/P1030799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462174736031073730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S82K-4o-xcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PysFBNzHGSQ/s320/P1030799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his head is unharm, save by this helmet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Above all, I am thankful to God for saving his life, I'd prefer to be busy all the time taking care of hubby and the girls than losing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;J'aime la vie quand même. (I love life just the same)&lt;/em&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/4004237527204332019-2865852080876054386?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2865852080876054386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2865852080876054386' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2865852080876054386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2865852080876054386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-bad-day.html' title='One bad day'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S82K-4o-xcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PysFBNzHGSQ/s72-c/P1030799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6955515266612669951</id><published>2010-02-23T14:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:34:21.288+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voyage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Leaving in 7 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I've been busy and lazy lately. I didn't write a lot even if I'm not that occupied anymore. Well, I'm a little sad to leave Cebu and be apart from my dear friends and family again, but at the same time I'm excited to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la petite&lt;/span&gt; for I miss her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't write much about my vacation here in Cebu, but I will try to write some when I'm back in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At the moment, I just checked my luggage if all things I wanted to bring are in.  Well, sure my stay here was great and fun with my family and friends around.  Only one thing I miss to visit--the beaches which my ear infection prevented me. Next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bon, I'll be leaving in some hours from now...&lt;/span&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/4004237527204332019-6955515266612669951?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6955515266612669951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6955515266612669951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6955515266612669951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6955515266612669951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/02/leaving-in-7-hours.html' title='Leaving in 7 hours'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8105393901636663554</id><published>2010-02-23T14:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:54:15.801+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Blanche's pre-birthday party</title><content type='html'>e&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PckcuxyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/3qi5Zc65VVA/s1600-h/P1030717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441435293539486258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PckcuxyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/3qi5Zc65VVA/s320/P1030717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PYTe8VR1I/AAAAAAAAASA/JQWp8zBgDzQ/s1600-h/P1030710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441430604028921682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PYTe8VR1I/AAAAAAAAASA/JQWp8zBgDzQ/s320/P1030710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PW_o97IMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hHqe-k95kkE/s1600-h/P1030725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441429163610939586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PW_o97IMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hHqe-k95kkE/s320/P1030725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;It was an impromptu birthday party (advance) for &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;la grande&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, she will turn two years old next month but I was thinking that it would be better to have a little party for her taking advantage of our place--where there are some children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to host a kiddie party like this, oh well, we will see next time--when &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;la petite&lt;/span&gt; comes here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-8105393901636663554?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8105393901636663554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8105393901636663554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8105393901636663554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8105393901636663554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/02/blanches-birthday-bash.html' title='Blanche&apos;s pre-birthday party'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S4PckcuxyjI/AAAAAAAAASI/3qi5Zc65VVA/s72-c/P1030717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4882603373521459739</id><published>2010-02-05T09:52:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:36:35.450+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Eminent Eights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's my turn now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2vcperMBxI/AAAAAAAAARw/gC6EPv-7TVI/s1600-h/Eminent-Eights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434679980519589650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2vcperMBxI/AAAAAAAAARw/gC6EPv-7TVI/s320/Eminent-Eights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 TV Shows We Like to Watch ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wowowee (Phils)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La France a un incroyable talent (talent show)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fort Boyard (equivalent to Extra Challenge game)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Un diner presque parfait (cooking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Secret Story (equivalent to Big Brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D&amp;amp;CO (house decoration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Le Plus Grand Cabaret du Monde (shows of magicians, musicians, circus, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arte (German TV channel that I used to watch esp. the animals and places discoveries)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 Favorite Places to Eat &amp;amp; Drink ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carenderia near home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jollibee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Manila restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La  France in Robinsons (just for the bread)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Robinsons food court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sbarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any restaurants back in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 Things I Look Forward To ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To run in Cebu City Sports Complex Oval next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Learning how to roller skates back in France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To enroll a swimming lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Biking with the girls at least once or twice a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to Switzerland this Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to Paris and dine in at the tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visit to Poland this June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To ride the London Eye or visit Rome this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥8 Things that Happened Yesterday ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bathed together with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exchanged emails with MK;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made a rendez-vous with my former officemates;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ate a cup of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;benignit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rode a taxi horse with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Robinsons and bought a jigsaw for my brother;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ate balot pinoy in the streets with my friends;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Drank lots of Red Horse beer last night with my brother, sis-in-law, and my gay friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥8 Things I Love about Winter♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learn to love winter slowly so I'm interested to learn ice skating, and will do some visits on the mountains next time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When there is snow I like to see all the places everywhere in white, like a frozen city;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like to see the people in their fashionable winter outfit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best time for me to drink more of my favorite Muscat;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's nice to go on promenade with the girls, play at the park, no sweat at all;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our place is quiet, no tourists around this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 Things I Am Passionate about ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Virgin Mary in Lourdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My two beautiful girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 Words/Phrases I Often Use ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since we don't practice English at home, we speak French and Cebuano instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Eh alors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (So what?);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bon sang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Expression use when I hate something);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ca m'enerve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (It irritates me);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Fais au gros dodo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (I always say this to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; when putting her to sleep)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (A word to start or end a conversation);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Papa part et Papa revient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is Papa's girl and to make her understand that she is not that far from MK, I say this phrase to her --Papa leaves and Papa returns, and she speaks the same);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Miam-miam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (eating time for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ligo na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (if I say this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will jump out for joy because she knows that she is going to play lots of water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;♥ 8 Things I Learned from the Past ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is not a matter of chance, it is always a matter of choice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nobody's perfect;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughter is the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4882603373521459739?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4882603373521459739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4882603373521459739' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4882603373521459739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4882603373521459739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/02/eminent-eights.html' title='Eminent Eights'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2vcperMBxI/AAAAAAAAARw/gC6EPv-7TVI/s72-c/Eminent-Eights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8138049016861770109</id><published>2010-02-04T06:39:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:33:27.114+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baptism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>La Grande's baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2pfc8XWBTI/AAAAAAAAARc/CsmdUaOPVUY/s1600-h/P1020674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2pfc8XWBTI/AAAAAAAAARc/CsmdUaOPVUY/s320/P1020674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434260851220940082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The priest pour water onto La Grande's head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the things I plan to do in Cebu is to baptize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Anyway, we could have done it  in La Grande Motte before but I prefer the baptism for the two babies here.  And yes, we did it last January 31, 2010 at San Nicolas Church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;La Grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was baptized at 22 months old with my friends and ex-officemates as the Godparents (Ninang). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to all of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mga Mares&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2pq2mO36wI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZeFib3fLiTA/s1600-h/P1020716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2pq2mO36wI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZeFib3fLiTA/s320/P1020716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434273386584337154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with the Godparents Dondi, Joanne Marie, Tracy, Ollie, Wendy and Sheila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-8138049016861770109?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8138049016861770109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8138049016861770109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8138049016861770109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8138049016861770109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-grandes-baptism.html' title='La Grande&apos;s baptism'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S2pfc8XWBTI/AAAAAAAAARc/CsmdUaOPVUY/s72-c/P1020674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-114232377149145238</id><published>2010-01-21T10:38:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:39:42.969+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voyage'/><title type='text'>Ready to go home--see you soon Cebu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S1gjULoj2JI/AAAAAAAAARU/s4cPep4f-qs/s1600-h/aaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429128180422400146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S1gjULoj2JI/AAAAAAAAARU/s4cPep4f-qs/s320/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did not expect that my residence card would be available earlier than I expected. Oh well, I have it now finally and yes everything is ready for our trip to Cebu this coming Monday. I could have written this blog earlier but I've waited until we have secured Blanche's Philippine Visa in Marseille last Tuesday, making sure we complied her tourist entry to Phils. as we are staying more than 21 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are supposed to fly together the four of us, but since MK has just purchased the lot for housing then the plan was changed. Oh welll, save a thousand+ euro for his trip! (I might write on a separate blog for the house update). Anyway, this is my first time flying alone plus a baby in tow, so I hope it will be all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To my family and friends -- à bientôt!&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/4004237527204332019-114232377149145238?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/114232377149145238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=114232377149145238' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/114232377149145238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/114232377149145238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-to-go-home-see-you-soon-cebu.html' title='Ready to go home--see you soon Cebu!'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/S1gjULoj2JI/AAAAAAAAARU/s4cPep4f-qs/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-3518737756314242718</id><published>2009-12-02T09:01:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:24:06.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prevention'/><title type='text'>First shots of H1N1 vaccine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SxYfyuH296I/AAAAAAAAARM/P4LiEL_BpLI/s1600-h/P1020236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410546958567143330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SxYfyuH296I/AAAAAAAAARM/P4LiEL_BpLI/s320/P1020236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a short &lt;em&gt;promenade&lt;/em&gt; after the vaccine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We all know about this new influenza virus H1N1 that is spreading lately and infected some people to various countries. Well, two weeks ago we received a letter from the Health Department here informing that our two girls have to be vaccinated at the specified clinic without &lt;em&gt;rendez-vous,&lt;/em&gt; so last Thursday we were at the clinic. Dozens of children and adults alike were in the room waiting to be called. Actually, it's a nationwide vaccine sponsored by the government and as I've seen in the TV no need to be surprised about the waiting thing. So in time of our turn to present the letter, we were asked also if we would like to have ourselves (MK and I) to be vaccinated that day. We sat for a while to think and reading its side effects. I told MK, now that we are here why not take the chance. So the four of us got the first vaccine of H1N1 and we are set to come back in the next few weeks for the second vaccine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I felt the side effect on the following day so as with MK, felt very tired and really wanted to rest. That's all and after couple of hours it was gone. For the girls, it seemed they did not feel the side effect because they were all well and playing the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bon&lt;/em&gt;, now at least we are done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/4004237527204332019-3518737756314242718?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/3518737756314242718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=3518737756314242718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3518737756314242718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3518737756314242718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-shots-of-h1n1-vaccine.html' title='First shots of H1N1 vaccine'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SxYfyuH296I/AAAAAAAAARM/P4LiEL_BpLI/s72-c/P1020236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1585814542246742595</id><published>2009-10-16T12:34:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:32:05.729+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Just a little update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SthNP801QxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oCcESb96nec/s1600-h/P1020014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393145490197267218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SthNP801QxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oCcESb96nec/s320/P1020014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;La grande's passport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;been a while since I did not write updates of my visit to Phils. &lt;em&gt;The reason I did not write because I am crazy playing games in Facebook everyday. What a life!&lt;/em&gt; I got my temporary residence card last August but it's only good for 3 months. I was scheduled to visit Cebu last September with &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;, we even produced her own passport (&lt;em&gt;passport here is free anyway&lt;/em&gt;). Plan was changed rapidly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually, we have postponed all our trips this year, to Phils, to Poland and even to Barcelona. Instead, I chose to visit Cebu next year as soon as I obtain my new res. card and I will stay there for couple of months. I have a little project to do there that I really need to do it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To Poland it would be this coming Christmas, but MK insisted that it would be very cold there that we can not go on tourism. I don't think twice to agree with him because he is right and I really like to visit some of the historical places there, especially MK's father and relatives live in Warsaw. He is also considering to go there by car, so we can cross Switzerland and perhaps Germany too. To be exact that is 24 hours of non-stop drive. It would be a pain in the ass. His counsin Krzyzstof and family was here in Grenoble last summer via car so we know how long to get there. I doubt, we have babies with us so it would take probably 30 hours to reach there. Ahh what a trip! Target visit is next year summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, MK knows how eager I am to go to Cebu, so he wants to treat me to Paris next month with &lt;em&gt;la grande. &lt;/em&gt;Ah, he owed me a lunch date last year at the Eiffel tower restaurant (a reserve restaurant) and we missed to visit couple of castles nearby Paris or else Disneyland will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On vera.&lt;/em&gt; (we will see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-1585814542246742595?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1585814542246742595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1585814542246742595' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1585814542246742595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1585814542246742595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update...'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SthNP801QxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oCcESb96nec/s72-c/P1020014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2539433357607172843</id><published>2009-10-14T11:36:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:10:12.427+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Château'/><title type='text'>Château Fort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StWcjON6wHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-ytGrIDqDlg/s1600-h/P1010790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392388257771864178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StWcjON6wHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-ytGrIDqDlg/s320/P1010790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Keep behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A bit of history about the castle. It was besieged in 778 by Charlemagne (&lt;em&gt;King of Franks&lt;/em&gt;), it became the residence of the Counts of Bigorre in the 11th and 12th centuries. In the 13th century, it passed into the possession of the Counts of Champagne before coming under the crown of France under Philippe le Bel. It was ceded to the English by the Treay of Brétigny in 1360, before returning to France at the start of the 15th century after two sieges. In the 17th century, the castle became a royal prison, and a state prison after the French Revolution, continuing in this role until the start of the 20th century when it became the Pyrenean Museum (Musée Pyrénéen) (1921) which it remains. It is the largest museum of popular arts and traditions in the Pyrennes (&lt;em&gt;a range of mountains in soutwest Europe that form a natural border between France and Spain&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The castle has the Pyrenean museum inside as mentioned, displays of rooms, medieval costumes, furnitures, and other exhibitions of tools, but I never saw the medieval weapons displayed because it was pulled out during the Napoleon times some if not all the castles in France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StWdK5CQYJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/rveT4dZ2vxs/s1600-h/P1010983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392388939280572562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StWdK5CQYJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/rveT4dZ2vxs/s320/P1010983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;figurine cavalier: my souvenir and my collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;more photos in my Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-2539433357607172843?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2539433357607172843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2539433357607172843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2539433357607172843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2539433357607172843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/10/chateau-fort.html' title='Château Fort'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StWcjON6wHI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-ytGrIDqDlg/s72-c/P1010790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6021231329272762578</id><published>2009-10-13T18:27:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:28:15.484+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilgrims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Oh Lourdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StS03Knd0eI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UosU5Eiz6kE/s1600-h/P1010941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392133513705017826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StS03Knd0eI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UosU5Eiz6kE/s320/P1010941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the Basilica of the Immaculate Conception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StSwowKskSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/w-zEzO1HlTU/s1600-h/P1010924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392128868040347938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StSwowKskSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/w-zEzO1HlTU/s320/P1010924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the grotto crowded with devotees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We just visited Lourdes three days ago for two days. It was crowded then with thousands of people than we've expected and also the reason why we planned to visit there on October because we thought only few tourists would be around. We were wrong. Anyway, we have a wonderful time in Lourdes especially at the grotto where we able to touch the rock with its flowing water from the mountain, me however, I pervently pray for good health for my little kids and hubby. &lt;em&gt;C'est tout!&lt;/em&gt; Monday morning we were able to attend the mass at the grotto despite of the constant rain. Everyone got an umbrella except us because we forgot to check the weather forecast on the area and so never thought of bringing an umbrella. Anyhow, the two Italian women offered their umbrella for Blanche for the entire mass, we were standing then as crowds of the well and the sick people attending the mass in front of us. After the mass, the two Italian women insist to give their umbrella to us for Blanche, I tried to understand what they mean by their gestures and I nooded several times of their offer. They always insist for &lt;em&gt;Bambina&lt;/em&gt; italian word for little girl. MK refused and so we were all wet until we went to the car couple of hundreds of meters from the church to rest and wait for the rain to stop so we can visit the Château Fort after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;While waiting for the rain to stop MK started to get water as we have some gallons of 5 liter bottle to fill in. Luckily, at noon time, the rain began to subside and we were having our lunch at the Vietnamese restaurant just next to the castle. After lunch, Blanche is already asleep and I have to get the pushcart back to the parking lot near the grotto. Well, enough time for me when I come back at the restaurant it would be 14h and the Castle will be opened as I thought. Lourdes is like a mini Cannes, it is slopy but more on mountains on both sides. While going back to the restaurant where MK and Blanche were waiting, I passed an old woman in her 70's or 80's in the street, walking very slowly and she called me if I could help her because she said her bag is heavy. I said sure, and when I put her bag on my shoulder I feel nothing, almot nothing is inside the bag. Anyway, I told her to put her left hand in my arms and then we walked towards the intersection. She talked a lot that she works in the handicap, her feet are broken that's why she walk very slow and she asked me where I come from. I said I live in LGM and I am from Phils in origin. Further, I told her that it's my second time in Lourdes. And she said, she is a native there. After walking of less than 50 meters, she told me the direction going to Château Fort that I should go to the left (I knew it), she goes to the right heading to the Church and before we said goodbye, she thanked me a lot for helping her and her last word before I go she said, &lt;em&gt;I will pray for you&lt;/em&gt;. And I thank her too and told her to take care of herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I started to walk towards the restaurant and I felt very light inside, I felt I was re-born again. I turn my head to look at her behind me but I could not see her anymore as the streets are flooded with tourists/devotees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At the restaurant, MK told me if I got lost in the street, I told him I didn't find the shortcut way plus I helped an old woman in the street. Anyway, we headed to the castle. That would be my next blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-6021231329272762578?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6021231329272762578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6021231329272762578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6021231329272762578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6021231329272762578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-lourdes.html' title='Oh Lourdes'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/StS03Knd0eI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UosU5Eiz6kE/s72-c/P1010941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1158319270436401326</id><published>2009-09-10T15:37:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:20:34.056+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Le Palais des Papes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqkjO-yyNZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g_w3I0YcVTE/s1600-h/P1010562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379869970151912850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqkjO-yyNZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g_w3I0YcVTE/s320/P1010562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;miniature of the palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm glad we made it to visit the &lt;em&gt;Palais des Papes&lt;/em&gt; or Pope's Palace in Avignon yesterday. It's just an hour and a half drive from home and it's like a rule for me that whenever MK takes his vacation leave, I instantly think of a place to visit. In mind, I always like to visit castles, cathedrals and the likes. This is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sqlk80rbdVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/G8JOp5_WsBM/s1600-h/P1010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379942225966495058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sqlk80rbdVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/G8JOp5_WsBM/s320/P1010555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;façade of the palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palais des Papes&lt;/em&gt; was built in 1334. It is one of the largest and most important medieval gothic buildings in Europe. It was some time in the early 13th century where there was a chaos in Rome after election of the popes and that to avoid the chaos, the elected Pope moved to Avignon (&lt;em&gt;Avi-nyon&lt;/em&gt;) since then Avignon became the residence of the Popes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqlsxpZDprI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gkdS3OYOzwA/s1600-h/P1010597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379950830051108530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqlsxpZDprI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gkdS3OYOzwA/s320/P1010597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the Grand Chapel where the popes worshipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The popes left Avignon in 1377, returning to Rome. Some years later, the building remained in the hands of the antipapal forces -- it was besieged from 1410 to 1411, but was returned to the authority of papal legates in 1433. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The building was seized and sacked by the revolutionary forces during the French Revolution and in 1791, it became the scene of a massacre of counter-revolutionaries, whose bodies were thrown into the Tour des Latrines in the palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Centuries passed, the palace was taken over by the Napoleonic French state for use as a military barracks and prison. Later the palace was further destroyed during the military occupation and the rest is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It became a national museum in 1906 and still in constant restoration ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next visit: Château Fort in Lourdes.&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/4004237527204332019-1158319270436401326?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1158319270436401326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1158319270436401326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1158319270436401326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1158319270436401326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/09/le-palais-des-papes.html' title='Le Palais des Papes'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqkjO-yyNZI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g_w3I0YcVTE/s72-c/P1010562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8981953171400454483</id><published>2009-09-07T21:00:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:32:39.343+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>my perineal re-education</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqVaSQJDtQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r9nC0fWbeHQ/s1600-h/P1010532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378804599581029634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqVaSQJDtQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r9nC0fWbeHQ/s320/P1010532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqUyYMZMttI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Y8rPOW-pUkU/s1600-h/P1010532.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;result sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perineal re-education&lt;/strong&gt; is one of the numerous fields of practice in physical therapy. The muscles of the pelvic floor have various functions such as supporting the abdominal organs, controlling urinary and anal sphincters and enhancing sexual pleasure. The majority of these muscles are skeletal; this means that you have the capability of controlling them voluntarily and that they can be trained, just like the muscles of the arms and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have just finished my perineal re-education today. Here, after a woman has a baby, she is prescribed/advised to a program of 10 specialist perineal re-education sessions by their OB-Gyne. When I gave birth to &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; last March 2008, I was hesitant to take this session and so I never took it, until I met my friends who are mothers too, it was only then I realised how important this thing is for me and to other women who gave birth. And so after giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; I decided not to miss this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I chose the same midwife who took care of me before when I had my pregnancy exercise sessions. She emphasized the importance of the perineal re-education is for the woman who gave birth so as not to encounter problems later. Actually this is the main goal to avoid problems in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, it's all about exercises through va-jay-jay access ;). The exercise shapes up the woman's stretched-out birth canal. It also strengthens her pelvic floor for the next child, and helps keep her from leaking a little bit every time she sneezes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So each time I come for my session, my midwife will check through IE (internal examination) during my exercise and she tells me if I did it correctly or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talk about vaginal exam. Actually, there are two methods of doing this, using the manual exam through fingers and other one using the probe like (i'm not sure the exact term of the instrument but i saw it) which is introduced to the vagina and connected to the monitor. I have chosen the manual method because the 'probe' like will vibrate to stimulate the muscles which for me it's uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking back of the exercises. I have 10 kinds of exercises to do it in 4 positions. And at home I don't do like fingering myself, I only do it in imagination and what really works is inside the vaginal area. Only the midwife will do the manual exam and decide if I did the right thing or not during the session. I wish to share the exercises here but I find it difficult to explain. It really requires an actual demo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, that I'm done, I only require to do the exercises just once per month during the first day of my period, where unlike before I do it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And before I went out from the room this morning, I asked my midwife if this is applicable to women who gave birth by CS. She said yes, because during the 9 months period of pregnancy the muscles surrounding/below the uterus are exhausted enough and that they need to be restored just the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ça y'est!&lt;/em&gt; (it's done)&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/4004237527204332019-8981953171400454483?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8981953171400454483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8981953171400454483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8981953171400454483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8981953171400454483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-perineal-re-education.html' title='my perineal re-education'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SqVaSQJDtQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/r9nC0fWbeHQ/s72-c/P1010532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7610241730748500039</id><published>2009-09-01T11:33:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:38:32.327+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Health Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SpzqZeG9Q7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/93EMdMo8jr4/s1600-h/P1010446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376429778473403314" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SpzqZeG9Q7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/93EMdMo8jr4/s320/P1010446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the booklet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This time let's talk about health. I just wanted to share this little thing but an important one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a child is born here, he/she will be given a &lt;em&gt;Carnet de Santé&lt;/em&gt; (or health record) booklet. The 96 page booklet contains all the record examinations of the baby from the moment he/she was born until the age of 18 years old. It also contains some advices to parents for their babies about do's and don't's. Also found in the booklet are food consummation tables for the growing baby, vaccinations calendar and tables of vaccinations and other various tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever we bring our babies to the clinic or hospital for check-up, we have to present this booklet. Doctor(s) will fill up his observations and prescriptions to the booklet and of course his signature. And so, whether we change our &lt;em&gt;pediatre&lt;/em&gt; every month it doesn't matter because everything is written in the booklet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,&lt;em&gt; la petite&lt;/em&gt; is delayed of one month for her next vaccination. Why, because when I cleaned the drawers I transferred these booklets to the other drawers which lead me to forget to read. So this thinks of me that I will put it in my blog so I will never forget.&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/4004237527204332019-7610241730748500039?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7610241730748500039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7610241730748500039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7610241730748500039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7610241730748500039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/09/health-record.html' title='Health Record'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SpzqZeG9Q7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/93EMdMo8jr4/s72-c/P1010446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4423775651344400508</id><published>2009-08-31T17:01:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:14:33.143+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Champollion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Spv1LjGGrGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_Y6_Iq4U1wY/s1600-h/P1010448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376160158945029218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Spv1LjGGrGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_Y6_Iq4U1wY/s320/P1010448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lycée de Champollion&lt;/em&gt; in Grenoble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SpvmqI0L4rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gck9-1r07XQ/s1600-h/Champollion+school.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376144191792079538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SpvmqI0L4rI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gck9-1r07XQ/s320/Champollion+school.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the left side of the building, still part of the school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you still remember the person who deciphered the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Egyptian hieroglyphs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Hmm, let's talk a little bit of history. It was Jean-François Champollion who unlocked the ancient Egyptian writings during the 18th century. He speaks a dozen languages and considered as the father of Egyptology. On the other hand, it reminded me then of our national hero, but I don't like to write more about him because Wikipedia already has it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So in his memory, some schools anywhere in France are named after him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And if you ask me why I know this, it's because yesterday we were in Grenoble, and while walking around the town we spotted this building and it was MK who told me the whole story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;*hieroglyphs was a formal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Writing system" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Writing_system"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;writing system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; used by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Ancient Egypt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ancient_Egypt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;ancient Egyptians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; that contained a combination of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Logograph" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Logograph"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;logographic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Alphabet" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alphabet"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;alphabetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4423775651344400508?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4423775651344400508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4423775651344400508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4423775651344400508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4423775651344400508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/08/champollion.html' title='Champollion'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Spv1LjGGrGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_Y6_Iq4U1wY/s72-c/P1010448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8707910674961305877</id><published>2009-08-11T10:38:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:15:37.267+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benefits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Les allocations familiales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SoFu1NCegdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NVCmSyYamRU/s1600-h/P1010334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368694091114512850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SoFu1NCegdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NVCmSyYamRU/s320/P1010334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the girls just wanna have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing I like about the system here is when you have more than one child you will receive a monetary benefit from the government. We called it here &lt;em&gt;CAF&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;caisse allocations familiales) &lt;/em&gt;or cash allocations for family and every family can receive this benefit regardless of their work status or income. Last week, we visited the office to register &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; as our second child and we've submitted all the needed requirements like, birth certificate, bank account no. etc. to avail this benefit. So every month I will receive an amount (&lt;em&gt;below&lt;/em&gt;) and it goes directly to my bank account and one good thing is we will have this benefit until the children are of age 20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the allocation benefits for family with:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 children: 123.92 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 children: 282.70 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4 children: 441.48 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;additional child each: +158.78 euro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So now I see why French families or couples have more than one child, usually I see them having 2 or 3 children. Unlike in Poland where the tradition and fashion remains to be at least to have one child. Just like MK as an only child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the other hand, if I have to think of the allocation and convert it into pesos, that's a lot and in 5 years time I can build a house in our province, ;) &lt;em&gt;Bon&lt;/em&gt;, I have to wait then.&lt;/span&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/4004237527204332019-8707910674961305877?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8707910674961305877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8707910674961305877' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8707910674961305877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8707910674961305877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/08/les-allocations-familiales.html' title='Les allocations familiales'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SoFu1NCegdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NVCmSyYamRU/s72-c/P1010334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-230185639258634656</id><published>2009-07-09T09:14:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:30:51.208+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>21 days of cycling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm talking about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;biggest sporting event outside football's World Cup and the Olympic Games, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Tour de France&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a yearly bicycle race that usually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;takes place in July and traditionally ends in Paris. This year they began on July 4 in Monaco and will be passing/stopping to 33 towns during the 21 days of cycling. I'm glad that La Grande Motte is one of the towns of their stop. Last Monday July 6 I took some pictures of the cyclist from their almost 6 hour race from Marseille to La Grande Motte stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SlWllWazYhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Or7oUTvIIBs/s1600-h/P1010269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356369392918815250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SlWllWazYhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Or7oUTvIIBs/s320/P1010269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;passing inside La Grande Motte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd intend to have ourselves positioned at the finished line so we could see it live who wins for this stage but crowd prevented us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d770a693c0d0b5d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d770a693c0d0b5d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/230185639258634656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=230185639258634656' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/230185639258634656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/230185639258634656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/07/21-days-of-cycling.html' title='21 days of cycling'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SlWllWazYhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Or7oUTvIIBs/s72-c/P1010269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4446459600538552923</id><published>2009-06-29T11:36:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:55:24.974+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leisure'/><title type='text'>Cannes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0aIkfg9I/AAAAAAAAANs/x3pz6iwyp8c/s1600-h/P1010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352726518199976914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0aIkfg9I/AAAAAAAAANs/x3pz6iwyp8c/s320/P1010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the private beaches of Cannes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0Lf5HYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/crDDZPx16sw/s1600-h/P1010020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352726266762453426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0Lf5HYbI/AAAAAAAAANk/crDDZPx16sw/s320/P1010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0yvl8DXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/cT87GA7ippI/s1600-h/P1000935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352726940991884658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0yvl8DXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/cT87GA7ippI/s320/P1000935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Palais des Congres where the International Film Festival is held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we think of Cannes, it is most likely that we think of the Film Festival. Yes it is held each May, the festival began in 1946, although it was created in 1930 to counter Mussolini's fascists' propaganda film festival in Venice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They say that Cannes has always been the envy of lords and prince because of its beautiful landscape, the mountains and the seas. Last week when we hit the town we were able to explore some of its touristic places like the beautiful beaches, boutiques selling the most luxirous brands, casinos, nightclubs, restaurants and expensive hotels line the street. Ironically, we didn't go there for shopping, (but i wished someday when I win the lottery... joke) or didn't go there for gambling nor barhopping. We just passed all these places to see it for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The town is very crowded with tourists and one thing I or we should pay attention is by the time crossing the streets. Imagine, even if it's pedestrian lanes most of the time the cars don't stop, it seemed like they don't care people wanted to cross the street. I've been to some places here but only in Cannes where I found this manner. I jokingly told MK it's nice to be here for I felt like I'm home where cars are priority to pass not the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm, so much about the traffic and pedestrians. On the other hand, our 3 day stay in Cannes is not enough to explore and visit some other interesting places to see like the two islets just off the coast named Ile Saint Honorat and Ile Saint Marguerite. The &lt;em&gt;Nautilus&lt;/em&gt;, a glass bottom boat, departs every hour in the summer and provides a glimpse of the creatures that live in the waters around Cannes and others. But at least, we were able to dine in at the Thai restaurant and heavenly tasted its spicy foods. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have my showbiz side and I really wish to go back in Cannes, hopefully during the film festival next year or next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4446459600538552923?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4446459600538552923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4446459600538552923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4446459600538552923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4446459600538552923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/cannes.html' title='Cannes'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski0aIkfg9I/AAAAAAAAANs/x3pz6iwyp8c/s72-c/P1010056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1853334885548527873</id><published>2009-06-29T10:39:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:13:34.690+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leisure'/><title type='text'>Marineland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski9eP5nvxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oJDwInGdTGs/s1600-h/P1000785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352736484491771666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski9eP5nvxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oJDwInGdTGs/s320/P1000785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SkiHFdQ3bII/AAAAAAAAANc/7fU2Sv9ZGTo/s1600-h/P1000768.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after watching the seal's show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a267caa22c67b2e2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da267caa22c67b2e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1963D0928FEDA3A287A345E26B20586BB5EDE1DE.3CDEAB7E4C27FCA3C370558380B667DD1E79BE09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da267caa22c67b2e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIJFIT0WRfs9jFQPNWX-BxWTo0ys&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da267caa22c67b2e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1963D0928FEDA3A287A345E26B20586BB5EDE1DE.3CDEAB7E4C27FCA3C370558380B667DD1E79BE09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da267caa22c67b2e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIJFIT0WRfs9jFQPNWX-BxWTo0ys&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the whale flashes the water to the nearby audiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39410925aedae4c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39410925aedae4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F002AB29E9DC1529165C29CB17CD676CC932C85.85484E07A479F58684D46CC4CBCBA9A3A592D63E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39410925aedae4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGrn_OXWSjVBRhevg47pxDhPGKv8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39410925aedae4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F002AB29E9DC1529165C29CB17CD676CC932C85.85484E07A479F58684D46CC4CBCBA9A3A592D63E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39410925aedae4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGrn_OXWSjVBRhevg47pxDhPGKv8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never thought that we would push through our plan to Cannes and Nice's trip because of MK's health. It happened. Well, first by the power of Lourdes' water that he drank and his medication he was well enough to drive the 3 of us for long hours to Cannes and Nice last week. Actually, I have my paperworks authenticated in Nice and after having them done we headed to &lt;strong&gt;Marineland&lt;/strong&gt; which is located in between Cannes and Nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Marineland has a lot to see. Shows of seals, sea lions, dolphins and killer whales including huge aquariums of sharks and deadly piranhas and of course the penguins. We spent all the afternoon there enjoying watching the shows and exploring the various sea creatures which are unknown to me. I have attached few videos and as for the rest which are bulky I might put them in my flicker account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Entrance fee: 38 euro/person but it's really worth to see them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-1853334885548527873?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=39410925aedae4c2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a267caa22c67b2e2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1853334885548527873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1853334885548527873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1853334885548527873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1853334885548527873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/marineland.html' title='Marineland'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Ski9eP5nvxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oJDwInGdTGs/s72-c/P1000785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-495917165883959185</id><published>2009-06-19T14:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:19:50.762+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leisure'/><title type='text'>At the seaquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuK09u0qZI/AAAAAAAAANM/qPXo6c9P8q0/s1600-h/P1000544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349021624961378706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuK09u0qZI/AAAAAAAAANM/qPXo6c9P8q0/s320/P1000544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MK and &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; at the sea lion's area&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuO2GZ8PVI/AAAAAAAAANU/HrpjMH9p9wU/s1600-h/P1000554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349026042516094290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuO2GZ8PVI/AAAAAAAAANU/HrpjMH9p9wU/s320/P1000554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuFl4CV2eI/AAAAAAAAANE/slGtbvaAgAs/s1600-h/P1000526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349015868176456162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuFl4CV2eI/AAAAAAAAANE/slGtbvaAgAs/s320/P1000526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the shark's area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuFLniaOeI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0X2M-xiRgj0/s1600-h/P1000501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349015417070959074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuFLniaOeI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0X2M-xiRgj0/s320/P1000501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La grande&lt;/em&gt; enjoying her step to the aquarium frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuE1vC432I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Wqg2K1EqUQ8/s1600-h/P1000509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349015041129111394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuE1vC432I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Wqg2K1EqUQ8/s320/P1000509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This fish drew my attention because of its color and shape. I forgot the name of this fish but it reads this one is poisonous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part of our list to do on a 2 week vacation for MK is to visit this seaquarium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, we went to the neighboring seaquarium just a few kilometers from home. It's me who drive and the first time for me driving in an open highway because MK got injured on his right knee. In fact, our little touristic plan trip to Cannes and Nice this week was cancelled. Hope it will be happened next week and MK's knee be right fine. Anyway, it was a deal that yesterday was the perfect time to go to seaquarium leaving &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; to MK's mom and aunt's care (they just left to Grenoble today) and if I don't drive we can not go there of course. So I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are so many interesting facts to read about the various kinds of sea creatures, but &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; kept walking around, crying, sleepy etc. so it ended up that we did not finish exploring the whole area. Ah next time, when the kids are grown up... next year or next, next...&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/4004237527204332019-495917165883959185?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/495917165883959185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=495917165883959185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/495917165883959185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/495917165883959185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-seaquarium.html' title='At the seaquarium'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjuK09u0qZI/AAAAAAAAANM/qPXo6c9P8q0/s72-c/P1000544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1921891442106751359</id><published>2009-06-14T16:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:26:30.809+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><title type='text'>Karting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjUDbLzxIHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V1P7D0WuPhw/s1600-h/P1000268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347183898133602418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjUDbLzxIHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V1P7D0WuPhw/s320/P1000268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MK waving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjUD7A_PQnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xGTqLrWygws/s1600-h/P1000359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347184444984738418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjUD7A_PQnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xGTqLrWygws/s320/P1000359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me turning hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-85f39d3a351045df" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85f39d3a351045df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E4EFD6F9C474CD5E8E8810FA3DEF3FEBF0D3CF3.1BC5B525D180D5E12CE8A8CB29D5A7635B15C835%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85f39d3a351045df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds5rboUKGUO-9c3NekFJe57kDLDQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D85f39d3a351045df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E4EFD6F9C474CD5E8E8810FA3DEF3FEBF0D3CF3.1BC5B525D180D5E12CE8A8CB29D5A7635B15C835%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D85f39d3a351045df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds5rboUKGUO-9c3NekFJe57kDLDQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MK in yellow shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was a company outing last saturday where MK works. They go karting. MK invited me to join the event and so I took the chance while his mother and aunte are here taking care of the girls. I joined. This is our first karting experience. Me, on the other hand, I bumped on the side rail when I made a turn, luckily there were some used tires on it so it did not hurt me. After the first lap, everything went smooth for me so as with MK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I share a little video that I made. My hands were shaking when I took this so it's a little bit shaky ;) pardon me!&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/4004237527204332019-1921891442106751359?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85f39d3a351045df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1921891442106751359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1921891442106751359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1921891442106751359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1921891442106751359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/karting.html' title='Karting'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjUDbLzxIHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V1P7D0WuPhw/s72-c/P1000268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6167713668588160481</id><published>2009-06-12T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:29:57.439+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collection'/><title type='text'>Postage stamp collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZs6mOBtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E0yp2d9f6yY/s1600-h/P1000228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434335820875474" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZs6mOBtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E0yp2d9f6yY/s320/P1000228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZpQUMYyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UxMqcDBU8c0/s1600-h/P1000227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434272931373858" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZpQUMYyI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UxMqcDBU8c0/s320/P1000227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZlXdbZEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cAkZBgzbikU/s1600-h/P1000226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434206129677378" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZlXdbZEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cAkZBgzbikU/s320/P1000226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZhuEdJuI/AAAAAAAAAME/HwdJZ9PMqS0/s1600-h/P1000225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434143479473890" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZhuEdJuI/AAAAAAAAAME/HwdJZ9PMqS0/s320/P1000225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZcKq4UtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ePUVwUwRYTc/s1600-h/P1000223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434048077615826" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZcKq4UtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ePUVwUwRYTc/s320/P1000223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some of the stamps collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While I was cleaning the cabinet in our living room I saw a booklet of stamps hidden under the clutter of books and I thought I'm going to post this here. It was MK who collected these stamps before each time he goes abroad for work and I thought I would like to continue to do so. It's nice to see stamps from different countries and it would be very nice if I can complete them from all countries. It would be a great accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C'est pas possible!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I'm calling the people from different parts of the world, postage stamp collector or not who likes to share their stamps and in return I will do the same to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4004237527204332019-6167713668588160481?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6167713668588160481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6167713668588160481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6167713668588160481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6167713668588160481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/postage-stamp-collection.html' title='Postage stamp collection'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SjJZs6mOBtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/E0yp2d9f6yY/s72-c/P1000228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4112768178014021633</id><published>2009-06-07T17:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:23:53.239+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><title type='text'>Bonne fête des mères</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SivygioxiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/neO5sV6FYbc/s1600-h/roses111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344632023672785634" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SivygioxiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/neO5sV6FYbc/s320/roses111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's Mother's day today in France and I've missed to greet everyone last month so I'm greeting now Happy Mother's day to my dear friends and readers who are mothers of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; prefered to rest today than going out somewhere. MK took the babies out this afternoon on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;promenade&lt;/em&gt; while I slept a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Motherhood is great especially you see, feel, touch and love your child(ren) every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, Bonne fête des mères à tous!&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/4004237527204332019-4112768178014021633?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4112768178014021633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4112768178014021633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4112768178014021633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4112768178014021633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/bonne-fete-des-meres.html' title='Bonne fête des mères'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SivygioxiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/neO5sV6FYbc/s72-c/roses111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1016036333025026762</id><published>2009-06-04T13:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:11:15.675+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foods'/><title type='text'>Foods I've missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It should be this month (June) as I've planned to spend a month of vacation or two in Cebu with Blanche and will be eating some of the foods below, but since I have not yet obtained my new residence card the trip is postpone later this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Various foods I would like to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shomai sa Tisa with their spicy sauce at Larshan; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. Hot and Crispy Chicken at Jollibee; here, once a week I have my KFC's hot and crispy but nothing compared to the taste of the one I like much from Jolibee;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. Crispy &lt;i&gt;ginabot&lt;/i&gt; (pig's intestine) which I used to cook while I was at home. I could not find on sale at the store here these intestinal parts of pigs/chickens; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;Lucky Me&lt;/i&gt; hot and spicy canton; this is one of my lists to bring when I come back here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. Shawarma with the hot sauce at SM mall or Ayala mall; this is equivalent to Ceasar's Salad in KFC. When I was at work before, I would find time to drop any of these malls just to eat this Shawarma;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. Balot pinoy in the street; provided there is vinegar and red pepper mix with onions as well;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. Tempura in the street; this one is easy to find, everyday morning or afternoon someone will pass by near home;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see everything in my list is in spicy. I've missed them a lot. And by the way, French in general don't like spicy foods so as with their restaurants. So this adds up why I want to eat the above-mentioned foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any proper dishes anything is fine for me as long as they are serve hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmmm. I can't wait to be there soon...&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/4004237527204332019-1016036333025026762?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1016036333025026762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1016036333025026762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1016036333025026762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1016036333025026762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/foods-ive-missed.html' title='Foods I&apos;ve missed'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6387956303771635054</id><published>2009-06-02T17:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:02:31.518+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Birth control: Which one?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiVLVNllp0I/AAAAAAAAALc/Kk15cbxnkpw/s1600-h/P1000098N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759360741615426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiVLVNllp0I/AAAAAAAAALc/Kk15cbxnkpw/s320/P1000098N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiVNDbUXheI/AAAAAAAAALs/T-nWGAbdufg/s1600-h/P1000097N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342761254213092834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiVNDbUXheI/AAAAAAAAALs/T-nWGAbdufg/s320/P1000097N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; a month ago we decided (particularly me) to go into birth control. You see before we really relied on that withdrawal method because me, on the other hand, I was hesitant of the BC pills, it's side effects etc. so in the end we did not use any kind of protection for birth until it happened. It's already happened. But did you know that I was considering of having &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; for abortion before? God saved her for I changed my mind. In France, abortion is very much legal. In fact, I've asked my gyne about the whole procedure--taking the pills for abortion plus emptying your uterus by their instruments. It is a painless process as what my gyne said. Nothing to fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes, I fear not about the procedure. It's nothing compared to giving birth. But I fear God and the karma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So this time, I'm into BC: pills, but still I am in doubt and considered it as risky. I have phobia now. You know it's not so easy to take care of two little babies at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love my girls dearly so 2 children are enough for the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know mothers out there will share their opinions...&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/4004237527204332019-6387956303771635054?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6387956303771635054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6387956303771635054' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6387956303771635054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6387956303771635054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/birth-control-which-one.html' title='Birth control: Which one?'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiVLVNllp0I/AAAAAAAAALc/Kk15cbxnkpw/s72-c/P1000098N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8764452223145571915</id><published>2009-06-02T09:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:00:03.914+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Me vs. time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTZEtkPXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/KJGDiTUcL3E/s1600-h/P1000046N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342633732942552338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTZEtkPXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/KJGDiTUcL3E/s320/P1000046N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and my girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a month or two since the last time I wrote. I don't have much time and my time is occupied taking care of the babies. Hmm, how can I write? Yes, I can if I have to, but I am lazy and tired enough to write and instead I chose to rest or sleep. (But I do keep my pc open for YMs only and yes I keep reading all the blogs I've been following).  You see I sleep very late at night around 23h to 00h and &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; wakes me up 2 times in the night for her milk. I won't bother MK to do so because he gives only half of the bottle and then he sleeps after than that. Well except on Friday and Saturday nights for his duties. Now, I see a little change on &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; because since yesterday she wakes up one time in the night. Let's say if her last &lt;em&gt;biberon&lt;/em&gt; is around at 19h to 22h she wakes up around 4h or 5h. This gives us (particularly me) more time to sleep and less tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's all a matter of time management.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now they are both sleeping and this time I chose not to sleep maybe later in the afternoon. Well also because I want to write...&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/4004237527204332019-8764452223145571915?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8764452223145571915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8764452223145571915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8764452223145571915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8764452223145571915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-vs-time.html' title='Me vs. time'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTZEtkPXRI/AAAAAAAAALU/KJGDiTUcL3E/s72-c/P1000046N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4017575736599377144</id><published>2009-06-02T09:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:40:39.926+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Eczema everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTO5PnIouI/AAAAAAAAALM/0ox5U0dUnPk/s1600-h/P1000029N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342622540806791906" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTO5PnIouI/AAAAAAAAALM/0ox5U0dUnPk/s320/P1000029N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eczema on her arms and feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my poor Blanche is fighting this eczema. It's been weeks when I saw her keep itching endlessly on her arms, hands and feet. I don't know how this all started because she was on vacation with her Lola in Grenoble for a week and when she returned home I spotted this on her skin.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I put some cream on it like the one I used to put with her before. It healed for awhile but then she keep itching on it so it comes back again. Even on bed time I gave her 3 pacifier, one on her mouth and 1 pacifier for each hand so she's busy and no more time to itch, but then she still scratching on her skin strong enough until it get wounded. So we went last Saturday to the medics and only to find out it is Eczema. Now she got another brand of cream plus a liquid oral medication. Hope to get rid of this eczema soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No more flawless skin for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4017575736599377144?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4017575736599377144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4017575736599377144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4017575736599377144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4017575736599377144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/06/eczema-everywhere.html' title='Eczema everywhere'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SiTO5PnIouI/AAAAAAAAALM/0ox5U0dUnPk/s72-c/P1000029N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2068360373845608939</id><published>2009-04-16T11:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:12:17.960+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breastfeeding'/><title type='text'>On breast pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Seb-Vnw3mNI/AAAAAAAAALE/wY8Tpt-GVZA/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325223256816851154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Seb-Vnw3mNI/AAAAAAAAALE/wY8Tpt-GVZA/s320/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one week old GH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been wanting to breastfeed &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; since months ago for single reason that it's no hassle to do than preparing the &lt;em&gt;biberon &lt;/em&gt;especially at night&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;With breastfeeding you can feed the baby easily whenever she's hungry or whenever she cries or so. Unfortunately, after hours of giving birth to &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; I tried to breastfeed her but it seems milk is out of stock. It's the same experience I have with &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; last year and it ended up with my breasts swelling and wounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was told by the midwife that if ever I choose to breastfeed, don't ever give &lt;em&gt;biberon&lt;/em&gt; on her first drink. I tried everything but I failed so now after a week of giving birth the result is the same, my breasts are swelling, tender and heavy. I'm on pain. I think the milk has just arrived but it's too late. I have asked my gyne about this and she prescribed me a medicine to stop the milk production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was convinced last year that I don't have milk on the first day because I had hemorrhage and in effect no liquid or milk in the first couple of days. Oh well, I'm not so lucky about breastfeeding but I hope I still have this great bonding in the future with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-2068360373845608939?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2068360373845608939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2068360373845608939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2068360373845608939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2068360373845608939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-breast-pain.html' title='On breast pain'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Seb-Vnw3mNI/AAAAAAAAALE/wY8Tpt-GVZA/s72-c/DSC00740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-5825166369795380948</id><published>2009-04-11T18:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:48:39.141+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby Gentiane is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SeDIZLp0OnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vAGVnoJMCso/s1600-h/DSC00719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323475094502390386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SeDIZLp0OnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vAGVnoJMCso/s320/DSC00719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the delivery room resting for 2 hours after giving birth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SeDMP-xpidI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yrYaEelffV8/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323479334473271762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SeDMP-xpidI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yrYaEelffV8/s320/DSC00721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at the lobby, MK and our girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the same hour and same day when I started feeling &lt;em&gt;contraction &lt;/em&gt;in my tummy with &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;. Last tuesday midnight I woke up from a light pain, it's very light pain and I thought this is it. I waited in the morning, noon and afternoon until I have the blood discharge. I called MK but then I have to wait until the contraction becomes very unbearable and comes in every 10 minutes. MK arrives quickly from work around 15h and we proceeded to the hospital. I know it's not the time yet to go there because I know the pain is just started and I can still bear it. Indeed, after the IE exam and the computerized &lt;em&gt;contraction&lt;/em&gt; monitoring done I am far from giving birth on that day--tuesday. They leave me the choice to stay or to come back and I said I'd rather come back in the night time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going home, and in time of MK's mom arrived on tuesday night to take care of &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;. So on wednesday morning at 4h I told MK that it's time to go to hospital as I could not bear the pain anymore as it comes in every 6 minutes. Then I had my &lt;em&gt;peridurale&lt;/em&gt; at 7h and it took me one hour and a half to push the baby out. I called this painless delivery as I could not feel any single pain, I was totally dependent of my ob-gyne or the nurse to tell me it's time to push. Unlike before with la grande, I have the &lt;em&gt;peridurale&lt;/em&gt; expired the time I started the delivery so I could anticipated it. Anyway, I'm still thankful as everything is safe for me and the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Finally, I gave birth normally to Gentiane, Hélène at 10:45h, wednesday. She's 3.4 kilos and 50 cm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now we are at home, a little bit crowded ;)&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/4004237527204332019-5825166369795380948?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/5825166369795380948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=5825166369795380948' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/5825166369795380948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/5825166369795380948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-gentiane-is-here.html' title='Baby Gentiane is here'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SeDIZLp0OnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vAGVnoJMCso/s72-c/DSC00719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1153336144346555296</id><published>2009-03-22T10:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:02:16.311+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchestra'/><title type='text'>First time watching the orchestra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHS4R6TlI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VtcFF1hy1Xw/s1600-h/DSC00686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944431083998802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHS4R6TlI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VtcFF1hy1Xw/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the performers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHL0E0L0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xALP6LeyD44/s1600-h/DSC00693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944309696245570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHL0E0L0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xALP6LeyD44/s320/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHDzlZ3LI/AAAAAAAAAKc/AVA8wcfxOsw/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944172125543602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHDzlZ3LI/AAAAAAAAAKc/AVA8wcfxOsw/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sleepy me--10 min break before proceeding the 2nd show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYG8dhDTyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1LTK4Ytmx2g/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315944045942624034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYG8dhDTyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1LTK4Ytmx2g/s320/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dinner after and the dessert made me alive then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MK has been kept telling me before that he wants to watch the orchestra for a change rather than watching the movie at the cinema. Indeed he bought tickets last week and asked her mom to be here to take care &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;. On the otherhand, it was my first experience watching the show. It was great indeed hearing all the instrumental sounds of violins, trumpets, piano, etc. It really relaxes the mind and bring ourselves to a different world of music, but unfortunately it made me so sleepy inside but I manage not to sleep by focusing my eyes to the maestro's action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, MK likes it a lot, it was fun, but for me I prefer to watch a real &lt;em&gt;opera&lt;/em&gt; next time.&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/4004237527204332019-1153336144346555296?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1153336144346555296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1153336144346555296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1153336144346555296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1153336144346555296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-time-watching-orchestra.html' title='First time watching the orchestra'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScYHS4R6TlI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VtcFF1hy1Xw/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2725577083963200848</id><published>2009-03-22T09:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:33:28.912+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Meeting with the anesthesiologist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was last Wednesday when I met the anesthesiologist for my epidural anesthesia. I was delayed for a week of taking a RdV with him but it's ok. Actually, it was the midwife who reminded me to meet the anesthesiologist a month before giving birth. If I had not taken the RdV, then there will be no epidural anesthesia at all. Good thing I was reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing also because in general, hospitalizations here is 70% funded by the government except for maternity hospitalization where it is 100% free even at the early months of pregnancy, all laboratory exams (monthly blood analyses, ultrasounds etc.), medicines too, to midwife and to my ob-gyne check-ups are free. I'll just present my health card and that's it. So I have less worry though about hospitalization but even then I'm still praying to have a safe and normal delivery.&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/4004237527204332019-2725577083963200848?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2725577083963200848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2725577083963200848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2725577083963200848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2725577083963200848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/meeting-with-anesthesiologist.html' title='Meeting with the anesthesiologist'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2413120348329388489</id><published>2009-03-22T09:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:20:50.226+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Feeling ready on the big-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScX437FB-II/AAAAAAAAAKM/_STVKl3g6DE/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315928574816024706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScX437FB-II/AAAAAAAAAKM/_STVKl3g6DE/s320/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at med. lab last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScX4vdTDu8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DErEvWGj7B0/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315928429382843330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScX4vdTDu8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DErEvWGj7B0/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after my exercise at my midwife's clinic on the same day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have finished my sessions with my midwife week(s) ago and I was reminded again on what to do during the &lt;em&gt;contraction&lt;/em&gt; (contraction is the term used here when you have a pain). There are some ways to calm down the &lt;em&gt;contraction,&lt;/em&gt; by way of the balloon exercise, have yourself in the bathtub for some minutes and/or massaging the back--the spinal column and downwards. This applies only to early &lt;em&gt;contraction&lt;/em&gt; but if &lt;em&gt;contractio&lt;/em&gt;n persists every 10 minutes in one hour or lost of waterbag then it's time to go to the hospital immediately. Other common things discussed are; how to push during the labor, how to breathe and exhale properly and how to block the air after breathing etc. I have experienced this before with &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; so I still have it in my mind, and I hope it will work out fine for &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; too this second time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/4004237527204332019-2413120348329388489?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2413120348329388489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2413120348329388489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2413120348329388489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2413120348329388489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-ready-on-big-d.html' title='Feeling ready on the big-D'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/ScX437FB-II/AAAAAAAAAKM/_STVKl3g6DE/s72-c/DSC00681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8503384361769895143</id><published>2009-03-16T10:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:40:02.135+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><title type='text'>Finally but not yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4pzWXZVvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3LzWvNTwn50/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313730572497540850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4pzWXZVvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3LzWvNTwn50/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the &lt;em&gt;Palais des Congres&lt;/em&gt; House and Lot expositions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jTYODeVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6_O4RxJGZlU/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313723426169649490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jTYODeVI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6_O4RxJGZlU/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MK measuring the land area of all the available units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jJa1RSEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/g4Y-XCC293s/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313723255072311362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jJa1RSEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/g4Y-XCC293s/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With MK's mom assisting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jZ_ldE5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/syRplVfqUaA/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313723539815994258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4jZ_ldE5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/syRplVfqUaA/s320/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;30 houses will soon be built on this ground&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday we went to Montpellier &lt;em&gt;Palais des Congres&lt;/em&gt; (sort of social hall for some events) for the house and lot construction exposition. Dozens of house developers, constructors and realtor showing their offers. We have finally found one and after taking all the details of the land and price we head up to this place in the afternoon time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The name of the place is Fabrègues (as Fabreg). We all like this place because it is situated in a slope and no doubt of possible flood in the future plus it's not far in Montpellier city and to MK's work as well. We've finally decided to take one lot here, so MK will be meeting the agent tonight for further clarification. I hope the one we chose is still vacant.&lt;/span&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/4004237527204332019-8503384361769895143?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8503384361769895143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8503384361769895143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8503384361769895143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8503384361769895143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-but-not-yet.html' title='Finally but not yet'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4pzWXZVvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3LzWvNTwn50/s72-c/DSC00657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7485949099264843834</id><published>2009-03-16T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:55:12.769+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Blanche B-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4aF_N1LgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aj2Offe5H7E/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313713300514876930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4aF_N1LgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aj2Offe5H7E/s320/DSC00648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blanche trying to catch the candle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4apiNnXrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XYU0RlvKCpg/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313713911204634290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4apiNnXrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XYU0RlvKCpg/s320/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;her birthday cake from her Lola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blanche turned 1 year old last March 12. Her ever first attempt to blow the candle was failed, but instead she grabbed it with her hand and made her cry. That was a bit fun. Well, we celebrated it at home just the four of us. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wish to invite my closest friend Gwen but she was still in Cebu. But I would be more reluctant to invite some friends with their babies too when we move to a new house later this year or early next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, now &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; can speak clearly the word "mama" and she's always repeating it until it sounds like mamam. She even call her papa as mama, MK insist her to speak papa but she knows only the word mama at the moment. She can almost walk independently...soon she will be on her own walking around the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-7485949099264843834?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7485949099264843834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7485949099264843834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7485949099264843834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7485949099264843834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/blanche-b-day.html' title='Blanche B-day'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sb4aF_N1LgI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aj2Offe5H7E/s72-c/DSC00648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-28383395645671083</id><published>2009-03-11T09:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:06:01.881+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>12 month check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sbd2oND6O7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3_v4dhcVpwk/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311844718579694514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sbd2oND6O7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3_v4dhcVpwk/s320/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la Grande at the playing area in the clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sbd3VW03gsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lJmxDEyqnrc/s1600-h/DSC00632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311845494295069378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sbd3VW03gsI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lJmxDEyqnrc/s320/DSC00632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after the clinic, looking around the Toy House, MKs eyeing this truck for Blanche. oh la la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could not think of the best title for this blog so I borrowed Bchai's title from her blog &lt;em&gt;6 month check-up.&lt;/em&gt; ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; at her &lt;em&gt;Pédiatre's &lt;/em&gt;clinic yesterday for her check up and fourth vaccination. Everything's well except she cried a lot for she received one shot each on her butt. I also asked the Dr. about &lt;em&gt;la grande's&lt;/em&gt; not drinking her milk since two months ago and I told her that for breakfast she only eats yogurt or bottled cheese, or any food that is not via babyron. Well the &lt;em&gt;Pédiatre&lt;/em&gt; said, the yogurt and the cheese have the same nutrients equivalent to milk so no problem. But she recommended to try another milk if we like. Actually, we did it couple of times, changing the brand of milk and still &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; hates drinking milk by babyron. She always prefers to eat with the spoon. She drinks milk provided it is in the spoon but doing so creates a lot of mess everywhere so instead I give yogurt and cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; is 9.8 kilos and 76 cm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next visit in 3 months, additional vaccine if we push through our trip to Cebu in June or July.&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/4004237527204332019-28383395645671083?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/28383395645671083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=28383395645671083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/28383395645671083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/28383395645671083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-month-check-up.html' title='12 month check-up'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/Sbd2oND6O7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/3_v4dhcVpwk/s72-c/DSC00630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4359404630099323136</id><published>2009-03-09T09:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:47:35.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Rendez-vous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, I've been tied up with all rendez-vous (&lt;em&gt;appointment&lt;/em&gt;) or in short &lt;em&gt;RdV&lt;/em&gt; that I have from pregnancy related issues, to my dentist, to house and lot we are searching and to my daily routine sleeping habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good thing, I have only one session to go with my midwife tomorrow and everything is ready for me then. Other than myself, we have RdV for Blanche tomorrow for her 4th vaccination and later in the noon time I have my RdV with my ob-gyne and in the afternoon to my midwife. MK has to take a day off to help me this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By the way, in FR it is always necessary to take Rdv in advance particularly to clinics  and other business related issues. You just can't go directly to the clinic without RdV, because usually the doctor will tell you that today she/he got a number of patients, or the schedule is full. Well except in emergency cases where you can go directly to the hospitals. And mind you, RdV is a RdV, if you failed to come that day without warning the doctor or the secretary you have to pay the same consultation price. And it is always advantage because you don't wait that much, you come there on the scheduled time or maybe late in couple of minutes then you are served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/4004237527204332019-4359404630099323136?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4359404630099323136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4359404630099323136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4359404630099323136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4359404630099323136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/03/rendez-vous.html' title='Rendez-vous'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2768428466510622442</id><published>2009-02-19T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:27:01.919+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Chosing the baby's name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SZ2BE4jfaqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uo25AaCGYfk/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304537857013017250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SZ2BE4jfaqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uo25AaCGYfk/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Book of &lt;em&gt;prénoms &lt;/em&gt;(or first name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be approaching on my 8 months of pregnancy, the time we have to choose a name of our baby. So after our short &lt;em&gt;promenade&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;em&gt;la grande &lt;/em&gt;earlier this noon, I thought I would look this book in the cabinet so I can take a search while I'm not sleepy. Last time, I made a list of all if not some of my neighbour's names in Cebu, including officemates and relatives. It was funny because whenever MK had a name to suggest it was on our list and so we started to find one from this book which MK's mom gave to us last Christmas 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here, it is compulsory to have two names, the second name will serves as a middle name (not my family name instead). Further, the second name will be used only on for records like in the birth certificate and other legal documents purposes and even in school in the future and at work, &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; will use only one name. We named her Blanche Bénita. &lt;em&gt;Blanche&lt;/em&gt; from a French feminine colour of white and Bénita from my late mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So this time, I will read more of the book and hope to find something that sounds unique as well. I have one name that I liked from a TV newscaster named Laurence but we will see. Of course, MK must agree too.&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/4004237527204332019-2768428466510622442?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2768428466510622442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2768428466510622442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2768428466510622442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2768428466510622442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/02/chosing-babys-name.html' title='Chosing the baby&apos;s name'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SZ2BE4jfaqI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uo25AaCGYfk/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4068542251470054635</id><published>2009-02-17T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:13:18.657+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't begin to tell you where I've been dwelling in the past weeks. Perhaps you're thinking of me that I gave birth already because I did not make any post. No not yet. Still have 2 months to go. Actually, I can't seem to move my butt and write. I was just here in the house most of the time sleeping taking advantage when Blanche is sleeping too. This is me and myself when all the laziness in the world strikes me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, i'm tired after my daily chores plus my weekly appointment of my midwife (or &lt;em&gt;nurse&lt;/em&gt;). You know I have 8 sessions to attend with my midwife throughout the last trimester of pregnancy. Here, pregnant women are encouraged to be involved in this session. It's all about pregnancy topics, giving birth, exercise, foods, breastfeeding, new born babies, everything related to pregnancy and after. I missed some sessions last year while I was pregnant with Blanche and so I take this chance now. I'd even missed my examine 2 months after giving birth. Aside from the OB-gyne check up after giving birth, the midwife will examine too in detail about the uterus inside using their gadgets, etc. if it's correctly put back in place or something. I'm curious about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We called it &lt;em&gt;perinnal exam&lt;/em&gt;, but I'm not sure if we have equivalent for this in Cebu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didn't realize that much at 7 months pregnant, it's really tiring, exhausting and especially difficult to lift up oneself from bed. Hmmm, I would be over acting as if this is my first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never mind. I'm back. ;)&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/4004237527204332019-4068542251470054635?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4068542251470054635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4068542251470054635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4068542251470054635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4068542251470054635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/02/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone with the wind'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7895016739094424567</id><published>2009-01-28T09:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:17:57.462+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>We made it to Lourdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAZT_HNe8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ef2hJCIpM5U/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296260992937589698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAZT_HNe8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ef2hJCIpM5U/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the basilica of the Immaculate Conception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAYZJWMYRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TMNpEyFfnYI/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296259982072504594" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAYZJWMYRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TMNpEyFfnYI/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just attended the mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAXqRtDKaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/biXm9j-j5Ws/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296259176862001570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAXqRtDKaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/biXm9j-j5Ws/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me and MK's mom at the Grotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time flies fast and I couldn't wait another month to go to Lourdes with my condition and so I'm pushing MK to take leaves from work and coincidentally, his work intervention abroad is over too for the moment. So, last saturday morning we drove up for almost 6 hours drive to Lourdes including the stopover for our lunch. Days before we are already aware of the bad weather conditions in the region that we are about to visit. Indeed, on the road we experienced level 3 of violent winds and constant rain. Warnings and precautions published in the highway's screens. The car shook each time the wind blows violently. I know, we chose the wrong date to visit but changing the plan was not an option. Even then, we arrived safe and sound. And just after putting all our things in the hotel we hurriedly went out to look the church and then directly went to the Grotto. I'm getting goosebumps at the Grotto's ground and I couldn't describe the feeling. I felt my conscience is clear and clear again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, we visited the church that I longed to visit since years. On sunday morning we were able to attend the mass in the basilica of the Immaculate Conception, burned our candles, touched the rock of the Grotto and prayed to the Virgin Mary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/4004237527204332019-7895016739094424567?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7895016739094424567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7895016739094424567' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7895016739094424567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7895016739094424567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-made-it-to-lourdes.html' title='We made it to Lourdes'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SYAZT_HNe8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ef2hJCIpM5U/s72-c/DSC00117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2468987436467538370</id><published>2009-01-21T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:42:53.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Crêpe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXbk8R2OAzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/25UnmbvuXHE/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293670136254694194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXbk8R2OAzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/25UnmbvuXHE/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ingredients of making a &lt;em&gt;Crêpe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crêpes&lt;/em&gt; are very popular here in FR and I thought I would like to share this simple food that is not so hassle to prepare. MK and I usually take our dinner around 20h, that's an hour after he arrives from work. So, whenever I am lazy, out of food stock, or any reasons I can think of, I would instantly consider making &lt;em&gt;des crêpes&lt;/em&gt; as for our dinner at least once in two weeks. It's easy to prepare and it will be ready in just couple of minutes, oh well after you finish mixing all the ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingredients: for 2 persons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;250 g flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/2 liter milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 spoon of sugar, or honey will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a little salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;50 g butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Simply mix everything in a bowl, stir until it is smooth and add a little water or rhum if one's like. Also melt the butter first then add it in the bowl. Then fry it in a pan. It's ready... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXblKtiXRUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VvR1omWgY7g/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293670384205776194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXblKtiXRUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VvR1omWgY7g/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crêpe&lt;/em&gt; with cholate butter for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXbq-twH9OI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PpqQOuoMQOk/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293676775174829282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXbq-twH9OI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PpqQOuoMQOk/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or I put smoke fish on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXblEGZbrjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LDJ6t494LHY/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293670270620118578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXblEGZbrjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LDJ6t494LHY/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK prefers his&lt;em&gt; crêpes&lt;/em&gt; with ham&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/4004237527204332019-2468987436467538370?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2468987436467538370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2468987436467538370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2468987436467538370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2468987436467538370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/crpe.html' title='Crêpe'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXbk8R2OAzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/25UnmbvuXHE/s72-c/DSC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-3344920855358121907</id><published>2009-01-19T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:47:10.423+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>What if</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately, I couldn't think of anything or something new to write until I dreamed this morning. I was asked by someone a question of &lt;em&gt;what if&lt;/em&gt; I was not here in FR today and I don't remember who it was. Even then, in my subconscious I answered it, well first thing I would still be at  work reporting whole day and meeting my officemate Joan in the same room, sharing some jokes, showbiz thing and other daily news; and I would still receive regular feedbacks from clients bad or good and then feel worried about the monthly incentive cash. In my dream, I mentioned also I would be hearing some troubles with my family--getting used to their troubles, I anticipated it, but all the same I hated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As I continued this dream with so many &lt;em&gt;what if's&lt;/em&gt; question, I heard &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; cries and looking her pacifier somewhere hidden under her body and so I gave it to her and as I peep the clock, it's almost 6h. I got one hour to rise up and prepare our breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then I laid back on the bed but can't sleep and instead I think of my dream. It was a good question. Hmm, if I'm not here in FR, I would be wandering around, hanging out with girlfriends --anywhere. But the interesting question was what if I didn't get married yet. I wouldn't see my little daughter now and perhaps I remain to be &lt;em&gt;in crisis&lt;/em&gt; in all aspects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No regrets.&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/4004237527204332019-3344920855358121907?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/3344920855358121907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=3344920855358121907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3344920855358121907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3344920855358121907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-if.html' title='What if'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4610451350307341117</id><published>2009-01-13T09:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:02:20.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacifier or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWxS7mPdK0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zyaJ6_RLUmc/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290694846084623170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWxS7mPdK0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zyaJ6_RLUmc/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been wanting to write this little story last month but I always forgot to do it. Oh it's all about the pacifier of &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;. Since she started using this thing in her early months, she can't get this out in her little mind. Whenever she is sleepy, alone in her bed, idle or after playing she cries and will be looking for her pacifier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In fact, we had a little argument with MK way back after Christmas 08. I was giving an afternoon snack for &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; and it's always this process to feed her before we drove up for more than 3 hours drive back home. MK on the other hand prepared all our things back to the car. When &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;grande&lt;/em&gt; finished her meal, we went down from his mom's apartment and after the bisou bisou thing with her mom it was only then I realized that the pacifier is on the table beside the &lt;em&gt;biberon&lt;/em&gt;. I told MK that I forgot this thing and I have to take it back or he will take it himself upstairs because I don't have any extra pacifier in the bag. I left them at home. However, MK refused and he said &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; will sleep in the car on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we left around 17h and just half an hour driving &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; started to cry. It was a tiring day for me and I intended to sleep in the car for long, but since she kept on crying and so I have to sit at the back with her so she can see me and I tried to calm her. She stopped then cried again. It didn't work out at all. Still she wants her little thing to suck. I knew she's so sleepy that time as she used to sleep after each meal. We had stopped the car three times to carry &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; outside for a while and even asked few stores we've passed if they have pacifier but then they don't have one. Going to the supermarket was far from our route and would take additional time. Indeed, we arrived home with &lt;em&gt;la grande's&lt;/em&gt; mouth wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a terrible trip for us that time that I'd never spoke to MK the whole night, but everything's went fine the day after. It's a lesson for us not to forget this simple but very impotant thing for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The pacifier, bow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4610451350307341117?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4610451350307341117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4610451350307341117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4610451350307341117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4610451350307341117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/pacifier-or-not.html' title='Pacifier or not'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWxS7mPdK0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zyaJ6_RLUmc/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4465652885884948170</id><published>2009-01-09T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:45:08.842+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>And there she loves it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWe8NmFpB1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/BPL4uf0TBWA/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289403229118465874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWe8NmFpB1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/BPL4uf0TBWA/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bathing la grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This photo was taken in Grenoble where we forgot to bring her portable plastic bath tub and so instead we used this adult tub. I think &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt; loves to be in the water or play with it. Since her early weeks from birth she never cries when I bathe her and while I do the shampoo thing and rubbing her body with soap. I must tell you I always do this with singing before. Any song will do for her. Now that she's growing in months I don't sing anymore. I'll just let her play with her plastic toys floating around or she splashes the water with her hands. I'd even like to see her holding the turtle toy deep in the water and so bubbles come up. It's nice. Hmm, I can't wait till summer so I can let her play for more couple of minutes in the water. Not at the moment because the centralise exhaust fans in our apartment add up to the coolness of the temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bon, I don't have a single problem bathing the baby and one day when she's a year older or so I will join her in the big tub. Playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4465652885884948170?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4465652885884948170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4465652885884948170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4465652885884948170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4465652885884948170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-there-she-loves-it.html' title='And there she loves it'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWe8NmFpB1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/BPL4uf0TBWA/s72-c/DSC00430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-3904372260786371395</id><published>2009-01-09T20:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:53:59.548+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><title type='text'>Yes it's me--tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWeze28GjAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/j-IoIpxThd0/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289393630094986242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWeze28GjAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/j-IoIpxThd0/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWenOVGy-0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/mR4jn9t4AOQ/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bed time soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just read Joan's blog and me too I've been not writing for a week. Forgive me folks. Actually, I have a little problem with my left ear and I had visited the doctor already 3 times since December and the 4th time was last Friday, finally it was the ENT specialist. Here, you cannot go directly to the specialist unless you have the referral from your MD. Well, or unless if you risk to pay from your own pocket it's ok. But considering the 70 percent funded by the government so we have to follow the procedures. I have an ear infection in my left ear and I have this problem started in late 2004 and if I remember it was when me and my friends had a night swimming in the pool way back and each year or so it will strike me back. Oh it was so annoying and I felt so uncomfortable in everything I do because my left ear is totally blocked (it swelled a lot inside) and I couldn't hear properly. I'm still on meds and I'm set to visit again the specialist this monday. It's been a week now since my ENT visit and I have my normal hearing once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am such a hard-headed person as the doctor kept telling me not to scratch my ear with fingers nor use cotton buds. I couldn't help it, so itchy and so I did and it keeps coming back and back. With the ENT examination he told me the same and this time I followed it or else I will experience again the &lt;em&gt;speculum&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;instrument use to check inside the nose&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/4004237527204332019-3904372260786371395?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/3904372260786371395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=3904372260786371395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3904372260786371395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/3904372260786371395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-its-me-tagged.html' title='Yes it&apos;s me--tagged!'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWeze28GjAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/j-IoIpxThd0/s72-c/DSC00023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6442460558344449165</id><published>2009-01-09T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:58:09.165+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Miracle snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWegi1Wde9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_wKa2GxQwwE/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372807667219410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWegi1Wde9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_wKa2GxQwwE/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWegcJj_FDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SVBR6iGFGBk/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289372692833571890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWegcJj_FDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SVBR6iGFGBk/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;early morning snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched last night's weather forcast and then it was said that it will be snowing in the southern part of the country and so I asked MK in advance to take pictures of us if ever the forcast is correct. Indeed it was true and this morning I took &lt;em&gt;la grande &lt;/em&gt;outside for just 2 minutes posing. It's not a big deal though but here it's very seldom to experience a snow falling and this is why I called it miracle snow. This usually happens in January only, maybe once or twice and that's it. And it's like less than 5 cm thick. Oh w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ell at least I have a remembrance for this day, for once a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-6442460558344449165?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6442460558344449165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6442460558344449165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6442460558344449165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6442460558344449165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracle-snow.html' title='Miracle snow'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SWegi1Wde9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/_wKa2GxQwwE/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7351258185626892792</id><published>2008-12-31T09:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:14:02.854+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My monthly exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVswW4sCTMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fkh1VBlyJXg/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871757381749954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVswW4sCTMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fkh1VBlyJXg/s320/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at med. lab. this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We woke up early today at around 6h purposely for my monthly blood analyses examination. It's raining here since yesterday and so I asked MK to drop us at the &lt;em&gt;Laboratoire d'Analyse &lt;/em&gt;nearby and back home before he went to work. No one is around on the waiting queue so I was the first then. Here, pregnant women will undergo monthly examinations of blood and urine from the second month up to the eight months of her pregnancy and lastly a month after giving birth. So it's my second pregnancy and I am sort of fed up with this injection thing every month. Among the blood tests include &lt;em&gt;toxoplasma&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Toxoplasmosis is an infection you can get from a microscopic parasite called Toxoplasma gondii. You can also get the parasite in other ways, such as eating unwashed contaminated produce, drinking contaminated water, or handling contaminated soil, &lt;strong&gt;cat litter&lt;/strong&gt;, or meat and then touching your mouth, nose, or eyes. Although the infection is generally a mild, symptomless illness for people with healthy immune systems, it's risky to get during pregnancy because the parasite can sometimes infect the placenta and your baby.&lt;/em&gt;) I agree with this because we have a cat in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before, I kept wondering why there's always blood exam each month while I compared it in Cebu, if I remembered it right, it is only taken once during the first month of pregnancy or two. But knowing the methods, monitoring and regular exams here make me feel more safer and for the coming baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bon, c'est tout pour le moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-7351258185626892792?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7351258185626892792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7351258185626892792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7351258185626892792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7351258185626892792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-monthly-exam.html' title='My monthly exam'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVswW4sCTMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fkh1VBlyJXg/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7508197694247938344</id><published>2008-12-29T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:56:53.482+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>It's a girl again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are expecting our second child this April 2009 and as part of the process here I have to undergo 3 ultrasounds to be taken each per trimester throughout pregnancy. I had my 2nd pregnancy ultrasound done last Monday before we headed to our Christmas vacation in Grenoble. It was a little funny because months before, MK and I agreed not to know the gender until birth. Actually, I kept saying to him it's a girl again and MK preferred it as a surprise because I know deep inside of him he really wants a boy, but as the days approached to my scheduled ultrasound I told him there's no point of surprising it. I told him I'm too lazy of calling &lt;em&gt;la petite&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;le petit&lt;/em&gt; or the little one inside whenever we describe her. Well, in truth I'm not into surprises, I mean I don't like it, maybe I'm a little kinda weird ;) Btw, Blanche is now called &lt;em&gt;la grande&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And so, when the doctor said everything is doing fine inside and he asked us if we want to know the gender, I hurriedly said yes. He said, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C'est une fille&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or it's a girl. Hmm, we will wait for couple of years to make a boy, we'll have to study first how to do it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-7508197694247938344?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7508197694247938344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7508197694247938344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7508197694247938344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7508197694247938344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-girl-again_29.html' title='It&apos;s a girl again...'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1260077275630213620</id><published>2008-12-29T14:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:39:11.595+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjOsZAuIFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q_EcjVi8Pww/s1600-h/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285201424742752338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjOsZAuIFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q_EcjVi8Pww/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blanche is little busy checking her gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjOgHFZ_qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Wxtb8b-6A_4/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285201213772136098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjOgHFZ_qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Wxtb8b-6A_4/s320/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas Day at the park somewhere in Grenoble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjRtm-Oe3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/W-otlgXxAtI/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285204744205138802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjRtm-Oe3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/W-otlgXxAtI/s320/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been away for a week at home and so as with my blogging thing. Actually, we've planned to leave home on Tuesday to spend the Christmas day at MK's mom, so I thought I still have a night to write something, but things finished early afternoon on Monday so we decided to leave home at 18h and I missed the time to write and greet everyone a happy holidays. Anyway it's better late than never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Merry Xmas to all! Wish you had a great time with your family. Cheers!!!&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/4004237527204332019-1260077275630213620?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1260077275630213620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1260077275630213620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1260077275630213620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1260077275630213620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas everyone'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SVjOsZAuIFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Q_EcjVi8Pww/s72-c/DSC00408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-932262744278050281</id><published>2008-12-20T11:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:49:47.521+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Winter in La Grande Motte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watch late news every night particularly the weather forecast for the week and I thought it would be a beautiful saturday today to go out early in the morning near the beach to inhale the fresh air or take a look or listen to the waves and perhaps catch the sunrise. So after breakfast, while MK continues his programming works in his pc, me I prefer to go out for half an hour with Blanche and so I put additional cloths to her and then we go out. It takes only 50 meters from our apartment then we will have the beach in our very own eyes. So quiet on winter times. As I recall last summer population here rised up to 10 times than usual for lots of people coming from the north or even some Brits and other europeans will spend their vacation here. La Grande Motte was built 40 years ago designed for touristic spot. So it is always a problem to find a parking place for the car on summer and the beach is full of crowd. Disco bars and the likes are in the same crowd. Just one good thing to consider living here is that we don't use to have snow here or maybe once in a blue moon. This time, some parts of the country are in trouble with the snow and avalanche like in Nice. Since it's winter, now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stores and restaurants are all closed except in the town center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKzHhTusI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxlwH1TwR2M/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819442539641538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKzHhTusI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxlwH1TwR2M/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;neighbourhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKmbaAUrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bbJILIN4A3A/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281819224539419314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKmbaAUrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bbJILIN4A3A/s320/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all shells are washed out from Mediterranean Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKWJR0jFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xKfG64hdK3A/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281818944795348050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKWJR0jFI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xKfG64hdK3A/s320/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this used to be a volleyball ground on summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKPC-fRJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9Y-TDfQGHcE/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281818822844564626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKPC-fRJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/9Y-TDfQGHcE/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-932262744278050281?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/932262744278050281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=932262744278050281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/932262744278050281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/932262744278050281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-in-la-grande-motte.html' title='Winter in La Grande Motte'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUzKzHhTusI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxlwH1TwR2M/s72-c/DSC00383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2103897456190510785</id><published>2008-12-19T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:00:28.028+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Tartiflette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXdUnVCgTwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FG6x1l9oETU/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293792921636589314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXdUnVCgTwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FG6x1l9oETU/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUvhKidnT2I/AAAAAAAAADo/jiifqlEbBBE/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MK has extended his work for three days in Great Britain and when he called me this morning he said he's already in Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris and as usual he always asked me if there's anything for lunch ready when he arrives. I thought I have kilos of potatoes stock in the drawer and so I certainly said yes. I've got two hours to prepare the food before MK arrives so I have the luxury of time to think of what food to prepare by means of potatoes. Then finally I considered of making a &lt;strong&gt;Tartiflette &lt;/strong&gt;and I thought I would share it here because it's so simple and not so much ingredients required--with only potatoes, ground pork, chopped onions and &lt;em&gt;fromage tranché &lt;/em&gt;or sliced cheese. That's it! Since there are varieties of cheeses here some of them are already sold in pack for a particular menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The process is so simple: Boil the sliced potatoes by your choice of shape and drain them after, and in a pan, fry the onions and the ground pork along with the drained potatoes for couple of minutes then put them together in an oven baking pan. Finally add the cheese and bake them for 20 to 30 minutes under 200°C. It's ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the oven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUvqBWZs-yI/AAAAAAAAADw/SG8y0CpK-KE/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572296936192802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUvqBWZs-yI/AAAAAAAAADw/SG8y0CpK-KE/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUvqTViUgHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/84b-iFGD708/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572605941547122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUvqTViUgHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/84b-iFGD708/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, bon appétit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-2103897456190510785?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2103897456190510785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2103897456190510785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2103897456190510785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2103897456190510785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/tartiflette.html' title='Tartiflette'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SXdUnVCgTwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FG6x1l9oETU/s72-c/DSC00027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1628898971618389428</id><published>2008-12-15T10:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:58:09.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Having fun with my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was rainy day yesterday and I was hesitant if I would come and join the little gatherings at Gwen's house (my Pinay friend). I know how much effort she put on this appointment. She'd even sent invitation cards to all Pinays and their husbands to join this day. Well, MK is not around to help me carrying Blanche in case she cries, but I thought if I will not come there, I will surely miss the crowd and won't see the new faces in case there are new comers from the group and most importantly I could not hand over my little Christmas present to my dear family in Cebu for Gwen and her husband is leaving this week for a 3 month vacation in Cebu. If it's me saying, lucky for Gwen she's going to escape the winter season here. Actually no, she and her husband will do this vacation each year, because in winter time there's not so much customers or clients in their business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went there with Blanche. We had a nice gathering, it was fun. And it's a good thing because each time I meet the group I will get a tip about the baby and other important things related to the country. In short, chika here and there. One tip about the baby, on winter the baby's face usually turn red when she/he exposes outside because of the cold air/winds and making their faces' skin dry. With this, they said to put a cream on baby's face to get rid of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;mga kababayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUZJYVNTzkI/AAAAAAAAADY/R-PLf7t-rk8/s1600-h/DSC00774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279988295497141826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUZJYVNTzkI/AAAAAAAAADY/R-PLf7t-rk8/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Blanche at ease in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUYhL_GpgSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gKfboGNpPXo/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279944102940082466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUYhL_GpgSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gKfboGNpPXo/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I carried her or else she continue crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUZJgKZ4aQI/AAAAAAAAADg/9v9GS7SEl5E/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279988430036035842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUZJgKZ4aQI/AAAAAAAAADg/9v9GS7SEl5E/s320/DSC00781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-1628898971618389428?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1628898971618389428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1628898971618389428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1628898971618389428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1628898971618389428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-fun-with-my-friends.html' title='Having fun with my friends'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SUZJYVNTzkI/AAAAAAAAADY/R-PLf7t-rk8/s72-c/DSC00774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-2338594734611009022</id><published>2008-12-11T11:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:39:34.157+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Home alone series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's another week for me and Blanche that I used to call home alone because MK has left yesterday morning for his monthly work intervention to Great Britain for 7 straight days including the weekend. Likewise his mom left back to her home in Grenoble. Though, before she left home she gave me something to experiment as she says: oh some powder packs and ingredients to make a cake, mostly she does some tart with thin-sliced apples or pears, and she wants me to do the same. She even bought me a new multi-purpose blender and a cake molder for it. Hah, she read my mind that I'm beginning to show interest of baking so she gave this stuff to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved to cook something new before not cake, I mean dishes but it turned out that after serving them on the table MK will not like it, he doesn't even taste it. As I used to do in cebu, I put some spicy things and cook them. MK likes the contrary. He prefers not to put any onions, garlic etc. in any dishes that I do and he wants half-cook foods, so in the end it's only me who love and like my cooking thing, only me who eat it until such time that I gave up cooking and my experimenting process died as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, whenever I miss the foods in cebu, like Humba, Inun-unan, etc I cook them just for me and I'll cook pasta for MK himself. I told him a thousand times that I love to cook and he in return he always give me the recipes from the restaurant he goes to eat everyday for lunch. And I thought, ah never mind this thing and I said and asked to him: why don't you learn cooking yourself as much as you've learned the mechanical thing on your cars? Then he said ah I never forced you to cook something complicated for me, one baguette and hotdogs or sliced ham for dinner is fine for me. I agree too, after all he's not so complicated and demanding about foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt something now... J'ai faim!&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/4004237527204332019-2338594734611009022?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/2338594734611009022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=2338594734611009022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2338594734611009022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/2338594734611009022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-alone-series.html' title='Home alone series'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-6157886330356240816</id><published>2008-12-07T17:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:15:01.870+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Panettone al cioccolato for a different taste of dessert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MK's mom will spare more than 3 hours drive from her home just to visit us once a month or so, or it's either we visit her in Grenoble, that is only if MK is off from work for a week but most of the time his mom does the visits. And everytime she comes home she always brings something new particularly about desserts. We had a very nice lunch today and as usual when her mom prepares the meal it would be in Polish tradition. I will mention it here to make this letter just a little bit longer. It's boiled chopped potatoes added with a little salt and added some butter after draining them plus oven-cooked chicken. That's it. So simple and quick. I'd even do this often times for our dinner with MK plus fruits for our desserts, my favorite bananas and MK's grapes or apples or coned ice cream it will do fine for us. Since her mom is here today, here comes our dessert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first taste of Pasticceria Fraccaro products...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STv6-SnLoNI/AAAAAAAAADI/NbKQwpAcrx8/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277087336449679570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STv6-SnLoNI/AAAAAAAAADI/NbKQwpAcrx8/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their website is &lt;a href="http://www.fraccarodolciaria.it/"&gt;http://www.fraccarodolciaria.it/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STv61l1RUxI/AAAAAAAAADA/jVbtj-eSGSk/s1600-h/Panettone+al+cioccolato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277087186990224146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STv61l1RUxI/AAAAAAAAADA/jVbtj-eSGSk/s320/Panettone+al+cioccolato.jpg" 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/4004237527204332019-6157886330356240816?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/6157886330356240816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=6157886330356240816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6157886330356240816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/6157886330356240816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/panettone-al-cioccolato-for-different.html' title='Panettone al cioccolato for a different taste of dessert'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STv6-SnLoNI/AAAAAAAAADI/NbKQwpAcrx8/s72-c/DSC00365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-1302091821987181129</id><published>2008-12-06T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:54:48.864+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Go, grow, glow baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I clean the cabinet where I put Blanche's cloths I've noticed that couple of them seemed to be small for her anymore and to make it sure I've tried to fit her one more time but then they are really tight already. Baby grows fast as I see and in the next weeks perhaps we'll buy another set of cloths for her. In the meantime, I can put the old cloths hidden in the stockroom while waiting for the next baby to come, so soon though, well just couple of months to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days I've happened to take few pictures of Blanche with her different moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy Blanche with MK each time on &lt;em&gt;promenade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqW6WX76KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOKyQGsuRtg/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276695842600511650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqW6WX76KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOKyQGsuRtg/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is content to have a magazine to tear into pieces by pieces later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqWdqc_hOI/AAAAAAAAACo/orGIKadOe8M/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276695349774222562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqWdqc_hOI/AAAAAAAAACo/orGIKadOe8M/s320/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqWRh4WlpI/AAAAAAAAACg/3i-nAag9uGM/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she cries after each meal, actually she's asking for more water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqV-5rS0VI/AAAAAAAAACY/wzEyb0nvw8k/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276694821284794706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqV-5rS0VI/AAAAAAAAACY/wzEyb0nvw8k/s320/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or she is happy without toys on her table provided she's with me in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqVuFhhpII/AAAAAAAAACQ/izeaPoQHjCk/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276694532407272578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqVuFhhpII/AAAAAAAAACQ/izeaPoQHjCk/s320/DSC00337.JPG" 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/4004237527204332019-1302091821987181129?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/1302091821987181129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=1302091821987181129' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1302091821987181129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/1302091821987181129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-grow-glow-baby.html' title='Go, grow, glow baby...'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STqW6WX76KI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOKyQGsuRtg/s72-c/DSC00362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-847284840336941080</id><published>2008-11-29T22:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:51:47.370+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><title type='text'>Search goes on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was a bit tired these past few days of taking care of our little baby and each time I want to think of writing something, the courage alludes me. Never mind then, today we’ve found ourselves an opportunity to go around to some neighbouring towns and look for vacant lot for sale that is advertised in the daily newspapers. We’ve found two different places for sale but the problem is--it’s so closed on the road and on the train way which is too noisy to hear the speeding cars and the fast trains passing by. The other one that is for sale is situated in the flooded zone, which is a nightmare to live then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, again I’m back on my net surfing for this issue. Though, we have seen so many proposals and offers of the real estate agencies but they costs so high which is really beyond our budget. Also we are looking for the closest towns to live so it would be not too far where MK works. At times I like to find a lot/land before this year ends so we can negotiate with the constructor. Here, it takes 8 months to construct a house including all the paper works and everything. So see, it takes time to wait especially now that I’m so eagerly want to move in to an individual/separate house. I can’t wait to have a little garden to care about and a little backyard to clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Char!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our dream house, or this could be just up to dreams ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STG2Y-EPCEI/AAAAAAAAACI/6QHe3N9CtrU/s1600-h/estragon1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274197178721437762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STG2Y-EPCEI/AAAAAAAAACI/6QHe3N9CtrU/s320/estragon1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-847284840336941080?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/847284840336941080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=847284840336941080' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/847284840336941080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/847284840336941080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/search-goes-on.html' title='Search goes on...'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/STG2Y-EPCEI/AAAAAAAAACI/6QHe3N9CtrU/s72-c/estragon1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8004891447209454566</id><published>2008-11-27T12:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:43:11.705+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teething'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>Baby teething…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last month, MK and I were so curious to see when Blanche will be having her first tooth. Just last week we’ve seen a tiny white thing emerged in her lower gums. Tooth. It’s not just one but two. We are happy to see the growing teeth each time she smiles or even cries just whenever she opens her mouth. On the other side, problem starts to come during teething stage. Blanche got a fever last Monday and we phoned the Pediat for advice. She said to give Blanche a &lt;strong&gt;Doliprane&lt;/strong&gt; (a suppository medication for infant’s fever and pain) every 6 hours and if it still continues we need to bring Blanche in her clinic. The fever was on and off in the past 2 days, or shall I say it’s out in day time and back in the evening time. So just yesterday that I felt not so convinced about this fever thing. There must be something else behind that leads to this fever. So we went to the clinic and the Dr. examined everything, only to find out that Blanche got &lt;strong&gt;tonsillitis&lt;/strong&gt; and that’s why she has fever and she’s throwing up sometimes after meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She is on med right now with antibiotics for the tonsillitis and fever and for her nose too as part of the infection. Well I was wondering how did she get this viral thing. All her biberons and other gadgets are put into boiling before use. Meanwhile, I’ve searched on the net about teething problem and during this stage it is common to some babies to experience fever, less appetite, less sleep, etc and yes to other babies sometimes they are lucky and do not face any problems while teething.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my poor baby is a little sick, less play for today but I do hope this teething problem will last soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SS6Hpg_MXtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Emepg_r6Q5o/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273301360996802258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SS6Hpg_MXtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Emepg_r6Q5o/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-8004891447209454566?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8004891447209454566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8004891447209454566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8004891447209454566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8004891447209454566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-teething.html' title='Baby teething…'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SS6Hpg_MXtI/AAAAAAAAACA/Emepg_r6Q5o/s72-c/DSC00246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-8447097961447123069</id><published>2008-11-18T17:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:50:01.917+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shows'/><title type='text'>Pinoy nigths at L'Outil Théâtre (Montpellier)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Countries of the world have their own cultures made more colourful, beautiful and vibrant because of folk dances that are a reflection of who they are and what they are. In the East, the Chinese have their symbolical dragon dance; the Japanese have the ancestral dance Bon Odori. In the West, the Americans have their Square Dance. The Scottish people have their world-famous dances (Highland and Country Dance, Jig and Reel). On the other hand, the Philippines have variety of folk dances too. Here they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Binasuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLpvb4GaII/AAAAAAAAABo/7e1oQbYF98c/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031515123083394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLpvb4GaII/AAAAAAAAABo/7e1oQbYF98c/s320/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tinikling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLo7HGjUsI/AAAAAAAAABg/eKxpcF7h7JU/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030616193356482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLo7HGjUsI/AAAAAAAAABg/eKxpcF7h7JU/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Itik-itik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLo1ElCXwI/AAAAAAAAABY/p4a-NGzS5AQ/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030512436698882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLo1ElCXwI/AAAAAAAAABY/p4a-NGzS5AQ/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With me and the dancers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLqiyfW9tI/AAAAAAAAABw/gGD5GjIjVnc/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032397366654674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLqiyfW9tI/AAAAAAAAABw/gGD5GjIjVnc/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So glad to learn that every now and then the Association Franco-Philippine will hold shows to various places in France. I have witnessed their show for the first time last Saturday and the Pinays were so moved to perform and its profit goes to some schools in the remote villages of the Philippines. It’s nice! isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asfrancophilippine.site.voila.fr/"&gt;http://asfrancophilippine.site.voila.fr/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at the Showroom Disco Bar with Clara right after the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLxOYDiEOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xt2Vt8D2X98/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270039743254630626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLxOYDiEOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xt2Vt8D2X98/s320/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&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/4004237527204332019-8447097961447123069?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/8447097961447123069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=8447097961447123069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8447097961447123069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/8447097961447123069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/pinoy-nigths-at-loutil-thtre.html' title='Pinoy nigths at L&apos;Outil Théâtre (Montpellier)'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SSLpvb4GaII/AAAAAAAAABo/7e1oQbYF98c/s72-c/DSC00492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7340223488493463586</id><published>2008-11-17T14:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:50:12.750+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>And I've met them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was really thankful the day I have my Philippine driver’s license translated months ago to a certain Madame Cammal.  Not only having my driver’s license in France, but also she’s my gateway to meet all the Filipinas and their association in this region where I live. She’s a native from Belgium who married a French man and settled in France. In her 20’s she met and found her best friend named Madame Himaya, a Filipina settled in the nearby community with her French husband. So when I met Himaya I have known her that she’s the secretary of the Association Franco-Philippine and later she introduced me to fellow pinays in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’ve been happier than before because I can meet them every now and then, have some funs and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-7340223488493463586?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7340223488493463586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7340223488493463586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7340223488493463586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7340223488493463586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-ive-met-them.html' title='And I&apos;ve met them...'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-7216528182987215423</id><published>2008-11-14T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:13:27.368+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Epidural Anesthetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was exactly 12 midnight when I started feeling on and off contractions, and I thought I was on my week of giving birth. I felt continuous pain every 10 to 20 minutes but I managed to hold it until we arrived in the hospital in the morning time and after my gynecologist checked me she said that “it’s just the beginning” means the childbirth process and I will give birth in the next 48 hours. I thought if I go home I would lose all my strength to wait in the next 2 days. So I chose to stay in the hospital and wanted to give birth on the same day. So they asked me if I would like to take the &lt;strong&gt;Epidural Anesthetic&lt;/strong&gt; (An epidural is a method of controlling pain during childbirth. It is a form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of regional anesthesia, which means feelings of pain from a part of the body are blocked while a person remains conscious.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MK was on my side and he told me that I looked like I don’t need the epidural anesthetic. He said this because he saw my face as if it was not so disturbed with the pain. Well, I was hesitant to take it but each time I have contractions it pushes me to say yes to it and so I did. Later, I was sent to the delivery room and the anesthesiologist did the epidural anesthesia in the lower spinal cord, it failed at first because it did not work and so the second was perfect. Oh I was on terrible pain for that injection, but I always thought it would be more painful later if I don’t take it. Just a matter of minutes I felt very less pain and in the next few hours I was induced and gave birth normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find this epidural anesthetic comfortable too because once the birth labor is done, another vial of anesthesia will be injected through the thin extension tube from the spinal cord and so doctor can begin her final job to remove the placenta inside, cleaning and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a safe method and it is practice everywhere in the world. Still it’s the choice of every woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SR1CLmW4w5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/T-gO9efpkVY/s1600-h/SuperStock_1799R-27262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268439906135884690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SR1CLmW4w5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/T-gO9efpkVY/s320/SuperStock_1799R-27262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4004237527204332019-7216528182987215423?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/7216528182987215423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=7216528182987215423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7216528182987215423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/7216528182987215423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/epidural-anesthetic.html' title='Epidural Anesthetic'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SR1CLmW4w5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/T-gO9efpkVY/s72-c/SuperStock_1799R-27262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-674755898911400281</id><published>2008-11-13T10:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:32:01.282+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>Oh Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once a week or a month I would still dream about my late mother. Often times, we were talking and she’s telling me that she’s about to die soon and/or she doesn’t want to die yet something like that. It makes me remember almost 4 years ago at the hospital where she was confined for a month of severe pain in her liver. Only to find out that she has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=4363"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;metastasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  grown wildly in her liver that was originally from her breast cancer (she had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastectomy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mastectomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on May 2003 but never been in chemotherapy). Her liver swelled to the maximum level that was so painful to filter digested foods, thereby making her vomit after each meal. We’ve seen the ultrasound result of her liver and the doctor told us it’s getting worst and my mother will pass away anytime soon. I was in tears inside hearing the doctor’s conclusion. All I can do that time was pray hoping to have a miracle for her for I saw how she’s strong enough to fight the pain even though she knew she’s to die soon. I told her not to give up and she never did until the time her frail body surrendered itself.  She died at 71 yrs old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I knew she can’t accept her death at first for some reasons, but I hope she found her peace and acceptance in the other world. Sad to see, that no else saw the things that she could see today especially me having "la grande" and "la petite or le petit" coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I’ve learned that death is one of the most inevitable changes in our lives. So be it.&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/4004237527204332019-674755898911400281?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/674755898911400281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=674755898911400281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/674755898911400281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/674755898911400281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-mother.html' title='Oh Mother'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-5175757886729553207</id><published>2008-11-12T16:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:59:34.323+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>It’s cold once again. (late autumn)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the month of November sets in, I’ve always wished to go home to Cebu to escape the cold season. Winter is coming thereby making the wind blows colder and colder. I don’t like to wear thick layers of cloth, and/or feel pain on my nose. It is the season with the shortest days and the lowest temperatures. Sun rises as late as 8h to 9h on average and sets at 18h and later it will set earlier at 16:30h. Since we lived in the southern part the lowest temperature we could have in winter is -0 to -5ºC and it depends year by year. January is the coldest month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the days shorten in autumn, the birds start to migrate to warmer region like Africa for food availability and have greater opportunity for breeding birds to feed their young. So no wonder, colder season is a bit silent, the weather minus the birds and minus the people spending time on the benches around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, I could only recall when I was in Cebu, with its beautiful-warm weather and average temperature throughout the year, nothing compares. It’s always the thing that I miss. But I hope to love the cold season in the future time. Ekk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-5175757886729553207?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/5175757886729553207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=5175757886729553207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/5175757886729553207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/5175757886729553207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-cold-once-again-late-autumn.html' title='It’s cold once again. (late autumn)'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4079466878744085984</id><published>2008-11-08T09:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:46:04.734+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilgrims'/><title type='text'>Lourdes, France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait the time for MK to take his one week vacation next month so I can book the hotel reservation, because we are set to go to Lourdes of France. Actually, this is the place in France that I really wanted to visit first but last year I was hesitant of taking long hours trip by car. So this time I am ready and excited for Blanche will be with us on the trip too. It takes 6 hours drive to go there, plus stopover for Blanche's biberon or snack, doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is there in Lourdes? Well, I am not religious but I felt so moved to go there and visit the Notre Dame de Lourdes (Our Lady of Lourdes). There were more than a dozen apparitions of Mama Mary on February--July, 1858 to Bernadette. For further story please check the site below. It's quite moving, go on...read... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholicpilgrims.com/lourdes/ba_bernadette_intro.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.catholicpilgrims.com/lourdes/ba_bernadette_intro.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;St. Bernadette on her death, April 16, 1879&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRVf3JopmMI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ll9Xv7KdSFc/s1600-h/St+bernadette.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266220740363524290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRVf3JopmMI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ll9Xv7KdSFc/s320/St+bernadette.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4079466878744085984?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4079466878744085984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4079466878744085984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4079466878744085984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4079466878744085984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/lourdes-france.html' title='Lourdes, France'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRVf3JopmMI/AAAAAAAAABI/Ll9Xv7KdSFc/s72-c/St+bernadette.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-697646785928582963</id><published>2008-11-07T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:55:17.114+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfumes'/><title type='text'>Midnight Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't used to put on perfumes before because it irritates my sensitive nose as I have a bit problem on it, but a month ago, I noticed that I like to wear or smell the scent of perfumes. I have an old bottle of perfumes from Dubai which MK gave to me while he visited in Cebu years ago. But strange it seems, I'm craving for other more scented perfumes. Each month or so MK goes to Great Britain for his work assignment and so I requested him to buy a Christian Dior perfume and so he bought me one last month. It's my first CD Poison collection--the Midnight Poison perfume and I put some of it before going to bed. It smells younger and fresher and not so heavy. Funny but it's true and I still want the other Poison perfumes. Perhaps this could be part of the pregnancy stage, I don't know yet or maybe I think my baby's got a little secret inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Midnight Poison is the fifth fragrance in the Christian Dior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Poison saga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRRS4AwxrRI/AAAAAAAAABA/bBaCNd1E_rc/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265924986533686546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRRS4AwxrRI/AAAAAAAAABA/bBaCNd1E_rc/s320/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRRI0CoS4DI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-EgAU8hzSJw/s1600-h/f007324709_330x402_png%5B330x-1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1cf5798f9528522e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1cf5798f9528522e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84665EF21EE3C7090689585D526D47345D3A6A46.106F816963258FABC99747F4C735B241B3D3AE83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1cf5798f9528522e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbolyiuT-aF6Ou1c6V4jIPuVru2s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1cf5798f9528522e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84665EF21EE3C7090689585D526D47345D3A6A46.106F816963258FABC99747F4C735B241B3D3AE83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1cf5798f9528522e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbolyiuT-aF6Ou1c6V4jIPuVru2s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-697646785928582963?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1cf5798f9528522e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/697646785928582963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=697646785928582963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/697646785928582963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/697646785928582963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/midnight-poison.html' title='Midnight Poison'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRRS4AwxrRI/AAAAAAAAABA/bBaCNd1E_rc/s72-c/DSC00311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004237527204332019.post-4209151880589771288</id><published>2008-11-06T17:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:17:15.677+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><title type='text'>Maternité (Motherhood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You will never know how much endless love and painful sacrifices your mother did to you from the moment you were born, until you become a mother of your own. I have spent 30 years with my mother before she died and I never realized how I was taken cared of when I was an infant. In fact, I've asked her one time about rearing a new born infant, she explained to me and I forgot it after awhile. For me it has no impact and importance while I was single. Later, when I set in into a marriage life and got pregnant I was wondering then how it feels like to be a mother? I tried to recall what my mother told me but I have forgotten it and it's too late for she's nowhere to call anymore. How to do this and that? I have so many doubts. Will I give up? or can I survive this? I was not so sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have all the answers of these questions when I gave birth to Blanche almost 8 months ago. I have some sleepless nights in her early months, preparing her milk, changing her diapers, etc, I felt like a zombie then. My hubby helped me sometimes and not because he was too tired from work to lift up himself in the middle of the night so I would rather take Blanche and put her in my arms whenever she cries, until she falls asleep or at least to calm her down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't forget to mention bathing the baby everyday. Well, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hese things become a daily routine for a mother. Being a mother is not so simple, lots of challenges to come, ahead and is waiting but at the moment taking care of my baby everyday is really worth of my time and behind all the sacrifices and efforts, there always lies a great joy in my heart and I end each day with a smile on my face for this is the labor of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So it is always said, there is no greater gift a mother can give than to lay down her life to her child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004237527204332019-4209151880589771288?l=petite-blanche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/feeds/4209151880589771288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004237527204332019&amp;postID=4209151880589771288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4209151880589771288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004237527204332019/posts/default/4209151880589771288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petite-blanche.blogspot.com/2008/11/maternit-motherhood.html' title='Maternité (Motherhood)'/><author><name>Shanix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00815082155986955587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t01KKRgdq7Q/SRLYhMPX6YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p1DChtqlgoU/S220/DSC00226.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
