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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132</id><updated>2009-11-10T11:34:22.436+07:00</updated><title type="text">The Burmese Ruby Diary</title><subtitle type="html">Experiences, thoughts, rants and raves of a Burmese American</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>441</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/EebQ" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-553066382787678882</id><published>2009-11-10T08:08:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:28:54.838+07:00</updated><title type="text">News that make me do the thinking</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The First &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="news:9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;News&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;executed over China's deadly ethnic riots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By CHRISTOPHER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BODEEN&lt;/span&gt;, Associated Press Writer Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bodeen&lt;/span&gt;, Associated Press Writer – Mon Nov 9, 12:54 pm ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BEIJING – China has executed nine men, including eight from the Muslim Uighur minority, for crimes committed during July riots that killed 200 people in far western &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Xinjiang&lt;/span&gt; region."..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Second News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;: DC area relives terror as sniper's execution nears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;/span&gt; DAVID &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DISHNEAU&lt;/span&gt;, Associated Press Writer David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dishneau&lt;/span&gt;, Associated Press Writer – Mon Nov 9, 12:59 pm ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WHEATON&lt;/span&gt;, Md. – When James D. Martin was shot dead seven years ago in the parking lot of a grocery store in suburban Washington, it got little attention on the nightly news."..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="yschttl" onmouseover="return window.status='http://www.csmonitor.com/2009/1110/p02s13-usju.html'" onmouseout="window.status=''" href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9j8eu3kwPhKDHUBDxfQtDMD;_ylu=X3oDMTBjMHZkMjZyBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcg--/SIG=127o52s8o/EXP=1257902692/**http%3a//www.csmonitor.com/2009/1110/p02s13-usju.html"&gt;John Allen Muhammad, D.C. sniper, loses Supreme Court appeal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Court on Monday refused to block John Allen Muhammad's execution, scheduled for Tuesday in a Virginia prison.The Christian Science Monitor - 1 hour, 3 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen's Thinking&lt;/span&gt;: These two news was on today! When I heard these news in the morning I said; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wowwww&lt;/span&gt; it takes only 4 months to bring the justice and to kill those bastards in China &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; it takes 7 years to kill one bastard in my USA!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is what Robins said;" Helen, you can't go kill people right away. We have justice and we have to make sure this is the right person or the real things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even&lt;/span&gt; I am not Robert Shapiro, Hillary Clinton, Margaret Thatcher or Mrs. Golden Mayer (Well... I like her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; because she is fast in everything too), I am not a stupid nor a slow learner!! Trust me on that. I think 4 months and 7 years is a way way huge different time. Why China works fast and we work so slow?? Because we have money to keep a bad guy to live longer life in jail than in China?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let see on John Allen Muhammad case. Got the dead sentence but after 7 years he is still taking and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;walkintg&lt;/span&gt; with healthy look. Lets do the calculation (might not be correct but let me try it in my way!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Says....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Food: 15 $ per day X 7 years= 38325$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Electricity: 70 $ per month X 7 years=5880$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Water: 25 $ per month X 7 years=2100$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Say Miscellaneous= 25000$ for 7 years (sickness and hygiene, his clothes, his hair cut etc...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Total=71305$ (may be more or may be less)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The sad thing is........, Most young and good men or women can't save that much money in 7 years in USA. Here ..we are or we need (I have no idea), to keep this useless man for 7 years is real real sad thing. Now I am talking only one bastard, can you imagine how many bastards that we are feeding for a long long years! How many thousand of millions are we going to use more which is necessary or not??? I have no idea on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here what I found.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Originally Posted by London_Man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.ratedesi.com/showthread.php?s=23bcea5b43ec796ef07aabe1dca5bfdc&amp;amp;p=11597661#post11597661" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;from what I have read... its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;costs the tax payer £20,000 to look after a single prisoner for a year."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; that I am not an English Woman!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That's all I can say for today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS.  What do you think about my calculation??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-553066382787678882?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/K6dHEExPpis" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/553066382787678882/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=553066382787678882" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/553066382787678882" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/553066382787678882" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/K6dHEExPpis/news-that-make-me-do-thinking.html" title="News that make me do the thinking" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/news-that-make-me-do-thinking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-8896646303203980852</id><published>2009-11-09T08:01:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:25:57.584+07:00</updated><title type="text">Can I keep the "Respect"?</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;God said to the man, "Man &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; your woman!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;God said to the woman, "Woman &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;respects&lt;/span&gt; your man!"  Both words are in the Bible.  These are what I learn from my yesterday, Sunday Worshipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I said I just learn it means...... I know what love and respect is but never have deep thought about how the love and respect links strongly between a married couple.  It DOES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have love to my husband but I also do have moment of yelling, throwing hurting words, not listing etc.,.... lack of respect not only one or two times but in my 19 years of marriage life,  I have many many disrespect times with Robins.  When Pastor was busy sharing about love and respect, I was busy asking to myself too.  I asked to myself, "Why I do not keep respect???"   The only nearest answer to myself was, "I reacted instantly!" and.. the next comes, "May be I am expecting too much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then I said, "Well... he provokes me too!" Sound like excuse right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can I give you an example what provoke mean to me? &lt;/span&gt;:  Last night we went out for dinner.  Me, Robins, the two Americans Business man, Ning (A Thai lady) and her husband who is from Austria.  By the way I had a nice time with them because I like them.  The reason I like them is, lots of laughing! Easy going and the conversation just flowed.  There is no one minute to pretend that I like them.  I just naturally like them the way they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Somehow the conversation heading about my blog.  Jack (not his real name), said "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh Helen you have blog&lt;/span&gt;?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I said, "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jack said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Can I have your address. You will see lots of people will read.,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I said, " &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well.. my English is not that good you know&lt;/span&gt;.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At the moment my lovely husband jumped in and said.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yeah, her English is bad... sometime I did not understand what she's saying.,&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sometimes Robins forgot that I am not born with English and I do not have Education as high as he has either.  I always said to him &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I were raised in USA with a pair of parent as he has, I will be as big as Hillary Clinton (not the looks but the brain is what I mean here!).  I might also be the First Lady too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Honestly I will say this.... if not the yesterday from &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; morning worshiping about love and respect, I will give back to Robins real real good on that moment and on the spot! But surprisingly, I shut my mouth.  I just accepted that if this is what he wants to say, let him say it.  I learn to respect or may be learn more to ignore it or I am in still confusing!!  I think both combine will work for me well. OK I have been honest here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;See the point here?  Why can't he say, "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; am glad she can write that much even born and raised on the mountain.  I am so proud of her for trying her best. Yeah.. her blog is interesting!!&lt;/span&gt;"    Then the respect will be building bigger and bigger in my heart! Right? (By the way I have many people poking my blog even with my own bad English!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will end with Pastor sharing from yesterday. Here it is..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I once knew a very old married couple who radiated a tremendous happiness.  The wife especially, who was almost unable to move because of old age and illness and in whose kind old face the joys and sufferings of many years had etched a hundred lines, was filled with such a gratitude for life that I was touched to the quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Involuntarily, I asked myself what could possibly be the source of this kindly person's radiance.  In every other respect they were common couple, and their room indicated only the most modest comfort.  But suddenly I knew where it all came from, for I saw those tow speaking to each other their eyes hanging upon each other.  All at once it became clear to me that this woman was dearly &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oved&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;because she was a cheerful and pleasant person that she was&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; loved&lt;/span&gt; by the husband all those years.  It was the other way around.  Because she was so loved she became the person I saw before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;from :"Because She was loved" by Helmut Thielicke, How the World Began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I do have respect for Robins has not cheating on me for 19 years!!  The more I grew older I know for sure that a good married is not base on Material. Not at all but help very little such as short time happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How many pair of shoes I can buy right??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-8896646303203980852?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/Ykazy--RRZ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8896646303203980852/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=8896646303203980852" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8896646303203980852" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8896646303203980852" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/Ykazy--RRZ0/can-i-keep-respect.html" title="Can I keep the &quot;Respect&quot;?" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-i-keep-respect.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-849051786932927319</id><published>2009-11-06T17:07:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:34:22.461+07:00</updated><title type="text">Get The Flu Shot Please!!</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good to read! It is from my google subscribtion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="More Articles by John Schieszer" href="http://www.renalandurologynews.com/John-Schieszer/author/53/"&gt;John Schieszer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Infection" href="http://www.renalandurologynews.com/infection/topic/161/"&gt;Infection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Transplantation" href="http://www.renalandurologynews.com/transplantation/topic/168/"&gt;Transplantation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAN FRANCISCO—As the nation prepares for influenza season, the susceptibility of immunosuppressed individuals, including transplant recipients, to the new H1N1 influenza strain (“swine flu”) and efficacy of the new H1N1 vaccines in these populations remain unclear. Nevertheless, a medical epidemiologist believes transplant recipients and other immunosuppressed individuals receive the new vaccines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think if I were a renal transplant patient, I would get vaccinated before influenza strikes in my community,” said Gaston De Serres, MD, PhD, of Laval University in Quebec, Canada. “If I have flu-like symptoms during the time influenza is circulating in my community, I should go and consult early [with my physician], not late.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 49th annual meeting here of the Interscience Conference on Antimicrobial Agents and Chemotherapy, Dr. De Serres spoke about the H1N1 vaccines approved by the FDA on September 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next six months, more will be known about how safe and effective the H1N1 vaccines are in immunocompromised patients, he said. Based on preliminary data from adults participating in multiple clinical studies, the H1N1 vaccines induce a robust immune response in most healthy adults eight to 10 days after a single dose, as occurs with the seasonal influenza vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ongoing clinical studies will provide additional information about the optimal dose in children. The recommendations for dosing will be updated if indicated by findings from those studies. As with the seasonal influenza vaccines, the 2009 H1N1 vaccines are being produced in formulations that contain thimerosal, a mercury-containing preservative, and in non-thimerosal formulations. Patients with severe or life-threatening allergies to chicken eggs, or to any other substance in the vaccine, should not be vaccinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patients who receive solid organ transplants (SOT) generally have higher influenza infection rates because of the immunosuppressant drugs they take to prevent organ rejection, Dr. De Serres noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lung transplant recipients seem particularly at risk as the lungs are the primary site of flu infection. Kidney transplant recipients can suffer organ rejection if they contract influenza. In theory, vaccination in these populations could also stimulate a T-cell response, leading to rejection. However, most studies suggest this does not occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu can cause organ rejection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Seasonal influenza has been reported to cause rejection of the transplanted kidney, so preventing influenza in kidney transplant recipients is important,” said Ken Kunisaki, MD, Assistant Professor of Medicine at the University of Minnesota in Minneapolis. “While kidney transplant recipients may not have as good antibody responses to influenza vaccine as people without transplants, a substantial proportion still responds. Therefore, kidney transplant recipients should receive influenza vaccination, in accordance with guidelines from the American Society of Transplantation. Unfortunately, there are not enough data about swine flu in transplant recipients and its vaccine to make firm conclusions and recommendations at this time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With seasonal influenza, a key issue appears to be timing. The American Society of Transplantation recommends flu vaccination every year for all recipients of SOTs, beginning six months after transplantation. U.S. guidelines recommend lifelong annual vaccinations; European guidelines recommend individual patient assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estimates show that more than 327,000 people were receiving hemodialysis treatment in the United States at the end of 2006. Infections are the second leading cause of death in these patients, and lung infections such as influenza claim a higher proportion of lives among dialysis patients than the general population. An analysis of Medicare claims data showed that flu-vaccinated patients on dialysis had a substantially lower chance of hospitalization or death from any cause than unvaccinated patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemotherapy can produce acute and profound immunosuppression in cancer patients and studies suggest that 21%-33% of cancer patients may be infected with influenza when admitted to a hospital with respiratory symptoms during a flu epidemic. Again, timing of flu vaccination may be crucial in cancer patients. The response to flu vaccination might be best between chemotherapy cycles or more than 7 days before chemotherapy starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Patients receiving chemotherapy for cancer appear to be at heightened risk for influenza-related complications,” Dr. Kunisaki said. “They also appear less likely to respond to influenza vaccine, but nevertheless, a fair proportion still responds. No formal guidelines exist for influenza vaccination of patients receiving chemotherapy, but the data suggest timing vaccination to either more than two weeks before receiving chemotherapy or between chemotherapy cycles.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-849051786932927319?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/UMJZpRMsd6g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/849051786932927319/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=849051786932927319" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/849051786932927319" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/849051786932927319" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/UMJZpRMsd6g/get-flu-shot-please.html" title="Get The Flu Shot Please!!" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-flu-shot-please.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-2500098621012473702</id><published>2009-11-06T12:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:51:20.836+07:00</updated><title type="text">Big Mouth</title><content type="html">Army: 12 dead, 31 hurt in attack at Fort Hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By APRIL CASTRO and DEVLIN BARRETT, Associated Press Writers April Castro And Devlin Barrett, Associated Press Writers – 15 mins ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FORT HOOD, Texas – An Army psychiatrist set to be shipped overseas opened fire at the Fort Hood Army post Thursday, authorities said, a rampage that killed 12 people and left 31 wounded in the worst mass shooting ever at a military base in the United States."............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man was identified as Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan, a 39-year-old from Virginia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Above new was on CNN this morning, a Breaking New! I am sure by now the whole world are already knew what happening in our US soil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am going to have a very big mouth about this new. Well.. This is my blog and I am entitle to express what I feel today. You have a problem for reading this blog? So what?? If you want to big mouth like me, get your own blog please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In 1992 when I set my foot in US soil, I have learn that USA is full of multi racial and multi culture. People come to US with different reasons...i.e., Migration, Studying, Work Permit, Contract, Asylum and Business Investment. You know some of them never go back to the country where they are from. USA welcome every people from around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We do have a one big problem in USA though. From those people, how many are really adopting the real American Spirit!! Most of them knows what is the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;American Dreams&lt;/span&gt; but seen to me they forgot the meaning of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;American Spirit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You can not come to stay USA for money only. If this money is the only reason you come to USA, you are not a good Citizen you are just the same level of a bad "PUTA". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Once you become American you have to have American Spirit which is "Unity Under United State of America." If you do not prepare for this "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Unity&lt;/span&gt;" you should even not consider to become a US Citizen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will never accept people who come to my house just for eating and shitting. Worst they even not flash the water after shitting. I like my house guest locked my door if they are back to my house late or in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anytime any day&lt;/span&gt;. Just secure my house please!! If you do not want to do this please get out of my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As you all know that I am from Shan State, now under Burma. I love my Shan State very much. I will always love this place. I will miss my people but once I become American, my first priority will be my new country, USA. I am an American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have SEEN American people celebrating... The Italian day, The Purta Rican day, The Irish day, The Mexican day. These celebration are fine with me and sure for the American too. People should not forget where they are coming from and their cultural but should be nothing above than celebration once you become American Citizen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of the question on the day I was interviewed by US Immigration office to become a US Citizen was... "Will you bare the arm to protect when the country needs you."... My answered was, "Yes!". They just need to teach me how to shoot then I will shot when the country needs me. Jesus told me "What belong to Cesar give it to the Cesar" which my understanding is... I have to obey my country laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today if I have one wish to say, this will be my wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LOVE YOUR COUNTRY!! BE A GOOD FELLOW AMERICAN CITIZEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Those who mad at US Government, please go to deal with the US Government but do not touch American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-2500098621012473702?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/fwgBrq15_B0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2500098621012473702/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=2500098621012473702" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2500098621012473702" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2500098621012473702" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/fwgBrq15_B0/big-mouth.html" title="Big Mouth" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-mouth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-3871083979045053831</id><published>2009-11-04T19:23:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:32:50.595+07:00</updated><title type="text">My way of thinking</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; This blog is only from my thinking and my views only. Might not be the same views of yours. Well.... we all are different in some points don't we???. OK I have to clear the air first.... I have no intend to attack anyone in this blog. Just pure from my thinking ONLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Do not forget that my English is not that good as to writing down from what I have in my brain. So bare with my bad English too please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here is what I have in my brain for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will say it again as I said in my old blogs that sometime I have encountered sweet Atheist and bitter Atheist. To be fair, yes ....there are good Christian and bad Christian (I would say, people who has Faith but without Act! According to James (from the Bible), Act without Faith is as bad as Faith without Act), and good Hindu and bad Hindu, good Muslim and bad Muslim.......etc,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every time when I see &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;unsweet&lt;/span&gt; Atheist, they like to discuss about religion but the only religion they want to talk about is Christian Religion. Why? Why not unsweet to other religions too?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I was reading last night I found the following "The Ten Commandments" of Ethical Atheist. I got a catfish smile (mean... little smile). Honestly I have no idea what &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ethical&lt;/span&gt; Atheist mean. I guess, may be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sweet &lt;/span&gt;Atheist?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;First thing I told to myself when I saw the Atheist Ten Commandments was.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Oh Lord here come again, Even Atheist Commandments has to be number, "10" commandments as we Christian has. Why can't they have "12" or "14" commandments??? " Well obviously they like to be same as the number (10) as Christian!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They said jsut consider as "suggestions", well... OK even as a "suggestions" why not 12 or 14 "suggestions"??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are the Atheist Comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="table"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE TEN COMMANDMENTS (OF THE ETHICAL ATHEIST)&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Free thought and tolerance obviously prohibit these from being "commandments"! Just consider them "suggestions".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#1"&gt;Thou SHALT NOT believe all thou art told&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: Free choice for every one so I really do not have to say about what everyone believe in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#2"&gt;Thou SHALT seek knowledge and truth constantly.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/span&gt;..yes we are facing new knowledges as science is developing, i.e. medical science. Doctors need to seek new medical science. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Truth,&lt;/span&gt; I have seen the truth in my Bible and also in my Christian Ten Commandments. i.e. The truth &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt; is, my God is living God. I no need to seek constantly about it. Put it this way I have found my true God..period!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#3"&gt;Thou SHALT educate thy fellow man in the Laws of Science.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: Kidding me? Yes, science we have to learn. For me I starting to learn science since I was middle school. But my educators was not call "Fellow Man" They are call "School Teachers". I am talking about pure science but I have no idea that science has the laws. By the way, who are the Supreme Judges of the the Laws of Science?? I know country's laws, States Laws but Zero knowledge about Science Laws for me. I need to read more on this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#4"&gt;Thou SHALT NOT forget the atrocities committed in the name of god.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: Honestly I admitted here that I need help from my dictionary because I have no idea what "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;atrocities&lt;/span&gt;" is. Now I knew! Let me tell you this... No religions said kill in the name of God. People is the one killing in the name of God. God did not tell you to kill in the name of God. From my believe, Jesus never tell me to kill other in the name of Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#4"&gt;Thou SHALT leave valuable contributions for future generations.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: For me this even shouldn't be in the any group of Commandments. Say, If I am a poor and uneducated Atheist I will be beating to myself for not being able to leaving nothing to my future generations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#6"&gt;Thou SHALT live in peace with thy fellow man.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: I was told not only live in peace with fellow man but to love my neighbour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#7"&gt;Thou SHALT live this one life thou hast to its fullest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: I need to understand more about the meaning of "Fullest" for Atheist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#8"&gt;Thou SHALT follow a Personal Code of Ethics.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: I do not understand what Personal Code of Ethics is as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#9"&gt;Thou SHALT maintain a strict separation between Church and State.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: Here come again my fellow Atheists. Why they use the word "Church" only. Why not "Temple", "Monastery", "Pagoda", "Mosque", and even "Atheist and State!! If I say like the way they are saying as, "Thou Shalt maintain a strict separation between &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Atheists and State&lt;/span&gt;."!! Sound good???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.ethicalatheist.com/docs/ten_commandments.html#10"&gt;Thou SHALT support those who follow these commandments.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: I support my family, my friends, my church, my religion not in blindly but within in the laws of God's eyes and with the Earthly laws. If a Church is running unethical way, I won't support this kind of church either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I obey the Laws of God and the laws of men on earth in each country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; I love you Sweet Atheists even we believe in very different way as.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You do not believe in God but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I do believe in my God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-3871083979045053831?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/rUwX63oL9zs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3871083979045053831/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=3871083979045053831" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/3871083979045053831" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/3871083979045053831" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/rUwX63oL9zs/my-way-of-thinking.html" title="My way of thinking" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-way-of-thinking.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-2737137981116279016</id><published>2009-11-04T07:34:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:17:51.582+07:00</updated><title type="text">Breaking Point Again!</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note: The following is the health news that I subscribe from Google. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just only want to say; "Thank you America and thank you to never giving up doctors!!" If I am in Shan State, I'll be dead by now and may be the warms are happying for the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Amazingly I have been living a quality life for 3 years! Again thank you to Shand Hospital, University of Florida. Thank you to my doctors, Dr. Hemming, Dr. Langham Jr., Dr. Nelson, Dr. Souldevilla Pico of course my buddies at Transplant Team, Rocky Lab, Nurses and to a University Hospital bus driver. I love this lady but I can't remember her name who I encounter totally twice in my life. She makes me laugh and make me also can't forget her everytime I go back to Gainesville!! What a joyful one. Also thank you to my Thai Doctors, Dr. Sinn and Dr. Surasak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Above of all thoes people a very big big thank you to my Lord Jesus Christ who is walking with me and being with me all those diffiicult days....and till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love you my Lord and my God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ok enjoy the reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reuters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;World`s 1st Total Artificial Heart to Dual Heart &amp;amp; Liver Transplant Performed at Cleveland Clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue Nov 3, 2009 8:55am EST Email Print Share Reprints Single Page[-] Text [+]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Broker sponsored link&lt;br /&gt;63-Year-Old Dentist Undergoes 14-Hour Landmark Surgery&lt;br /&gt;TUCSON, Ariz.--(Business Wire)--&lt;br /&gt;SynCardia Systems, Inc. (www.syncardia.com), manufacturer of the SynCardia&lt;br /&gt;temporary CardioWest Total Artificial Heart, announced today that Cleveland&lt;br /&gt;Clinic has performed the world`s first Total Artificial Heart to dual heart and&lt;br /&gt;liver transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cleveland Clinic has made medical history with their use of the Total&lt;br /&gt;Artificial Heart to bridge a very ill patient to a dual heart and liver&lt;br /&gt;transplant," said Dr. Jack Copeland, internationally renowned transplant surgeon&lt;br /&gt;and Total Artificial Heart pioneer. "My congratulations go out to Drs. Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Smedira and Randall Starling, two world class physicians."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After living with the Total Artificial Heart for 113 days, on May 1, 2009, Dr.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Zabell received the donor heart and liver during a 14-hour landmark&lt;br /&gt;surgery involving two different transplant teams. Today, Dr. Zabell is enjoying&lt;br /&gt;life at home with his wife of 19 years and his two daughters, ages 17 and 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I`ve had more doctors than the Cleveland Browns have had quarterbacks," said&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Zabell. "Dr. Smedira is not only an outstanding surgeon but he`s really a&lt;br /&gt;wonderful guy. Cleveland Clinic has an outstanding group of surgeons, physicians&lt;br /&gt;and hospital staff, including my cardiologist Dr. Starling. I can`t say enough&lt;br /&gt;about the care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Zabell was first admitted to the hospital to wait for a heart transplant on&lt;br /&gt;Aug. 18, 2008. He was given medication to help his heart function, but his&lt;br /&gt;condition continued to deteriorate. By January 8, 2009, his heart had become so&lt;br /&gt;weak that doctors needed to implant the Total Artificial Heart to buy him more&lt;br /&gt;time until a matching donor heart and liver could be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclosure* Nicholas Smedira, MD, is a paid consultant for SynCardia Systems,&lt;br /&gt;Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally used as a permanent replacement heart, the Total Artificial Heart is&lt;br /&gt;currently approved as a bridge to human heart transplant for patients dying from&lt;br /&gt;end-stage biventricular failure. The Total Artificial Heart is the only device&lt;br /&gt;that provides immediate, safe blood flow of up to 9.5 L/min through both&lt;br /&gt;ventricles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SynCardia Total Artificial Heart is the first and only FDA, Health Canada&lt;br /&gt;and CE Mark approved Total Artificial Heart in the world. There have been more&lt;br /&gt;than 800 implants of the Total Artificial Heart, accounting for more than 170&lt;br /&gt;patient years of life on the device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos/Multimedia Gallery Available:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.businesswire.com/cgi-bin/mmg.cgi?eid=6089811&amp;amp;lang=en&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SynCardia Systems, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Don Isaacs&lt;br /&gt;Vice President of Communications&lt;br /&gt;Cell: 520-955-0660&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Business Wire 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-2737137981116279016?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/QPljP2kzymk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2737137981116279016/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=2737137981116279016" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2737137981116279016" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2737137981116279016" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/QPljP2kzymk/breaking-point-again.html" title="Breaking Point Again!" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/breaking-point-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-420564129061247764</id><published>2009-11-03T21:55:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T10:52:01.176+07:00</updated><title type="text">1984 to 2009</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFB4dFZzI/AAAAAAAABqc/sT6ZEHlVyRg/s1600-h/Helen4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399891851853784882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFB4dFZzI/AAAAAAAABqc/sT6ZEHlVyRg/s400/Helen4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ook in Oct 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFBgGvIZI/AAAAAAAABqU/9UneXyWF3bg/s1600-h/Helen3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399891845317599634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFBgGvIZI/AAAAAAAABqU/9UneXyWF3bg/s400/Helen3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am with Air Suply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;singer! Took this in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFBaWDg-I/AAAAAAAABqM/IeLZP3LzSfE/s1600-h/helen2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399891843771237346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFBaWDg-I/AAAAAAAABqM/IeLZP3LzSfE/s400/helen2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Took this photo on 31st Oct 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFBHI23fI/AAAAAAAABqE/pKYh-HvzomE/s1600-h/helen1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFA2aBN1I/AAAAAAAABp8/G8s3qsPsHXk/s1600-h/Helen1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399891834124187474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFA2aBN1I/AAAAAAAABp8/G8s3qsPsHXk/s400/Helen1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I took this in 1984!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When I was very very young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1714603674288323132-420564129061247764?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/Stp15cBUVUE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/420564129061247764/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=420564129061247764" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/420564129061247764" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/420564129061247764" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/Stp15cBUVUE/1984-to-2009.html" title="1984 to 2009" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SvBFB4dFZzI/AAAAAAAABqc/sT6ZEHlVyRg/s72-c/Helen4.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/1984-to-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-8034141603719003910</id><published>2009-11-03T06:46:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:03:11.598+07:00</updated><title type="text">My thought for today</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su94cSgxShI/AAAAAAAABp0/RxZ475f1XWw/s1600-h/angler+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399666905641470482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su94cSgxShI/AAAAAAAABp0/RxZ475f1XWw/s400/angler+fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The devoted angler fish!
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&lt;br /&gt;Most &lt;/span&gt;of our human nature, we are fast to talk and slow to listen! . Sometime for me too.... my brain was much slower than my mouth. I forgot that I have one mouth and two ears which clearly indicated that I should listen more than I talk. As you know that words can kill you longer time than physical attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Talking about words, I remembered those people who tell me fat and short than who tell me that I have a nice smile. Sometime words can be so powerful that make you to feel so sick in the gut unless you have a pair of thick ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Hurting words can even lead to Divorce. Talking about the divorce, someone said, "There are many divorce cases nowadays but that's doesn't mean all cases are right!". I am starting to agreeing on what he said because look like "divorce" becoming a Fashion! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Even in social life, people are very proud to say "I am a divorcee". Some even deliciously share that how they kick their wife or husband out of their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; "I am a believer" is never in the social life. Very unpopular subject!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Why two people leading to marry???...... because of such a sweet talk and sweet actions that they are sharing in single life . Same way as..... mean, ugly, hurting, unkind words is leading to divorce. Now the latest causing of the divorce is, "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Boring&lt;/span&gt;"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Here is my question...why man can't be a male Angler Fish?? I found the following in my search... I wish my Robins become an Angler Fish, FOREVER!! By the way what an ugly male fish (Look at the photo), but so sweet of behaving. Lets see what a male Angler Fish believe in.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Til death do us part."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everyone wants a mate that will stick by them forever, staying by their side through the darkest of times. The male Angler fish is the most devoted of mates, never straying nor cheating, forever bound to their chosen lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the total darkness that is the ocean floor, finding a mate at the right moment is a nearly impossible challenge. Instead, mature Angler fish males have developed a different approach. When they are mature, their digestive systems begin to pack it in, forcing them to find a female to bond to. Once he finds one, he gives her a very special love bite, releasing an enzyme that dissolved his mouth and her body and fusing them together, truly making them two hearts beating as one, as they will share a bloodstream for the rest of their lives. When the time comes for her to spawn, she will already have a mate ready and waiting to father her future food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My wish is.... Hope Robins be like a male Angler Fish! Good wish ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As a believer this is what I see... for my married will stay for ever as Angler Fish couple will share a bloodstream for the rest of their lives is...I believe in "God's bounding!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-8034141603719003910?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/2p1HkmE-0C0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8034141603719003910/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=8034141603719003910" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8034141603719003910" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8034141603719003910" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/2p1HkmE-0C0/my-thought-for-today.html" title="My thought for today" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su94cSgxShI/AAAAAAAABp0/RxZ475f1XWw/s72-c/angler+fish.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-thought-for-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-42306155891087959</id><published>2009-11-02T07:43:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:20:40.321+07:00</updated><title type="text">If the moon can talk</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su4sFkp_J8I/AAAAAAAABps/FeHiSYx6iq0/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399301477514553282" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 130px; height: 130px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su4sFkp_J8I/AAAAAAAABps/FeHiSYx6iq0/s400/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what happen with the man slamming the moon's belly?? I think I over heard that they found debris.....what is that mean "debris"??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pool side BBQ on Halloween day! Robins and the other white men said..."You never know we might find Diamond." I would say my Ass Diamond!! Oop sorry. Even they found the moon diamond how much this diamond will cost. Whos cares about the moon diamond as we have plenty of diamond on earth! By the way the moon diamond will surcharge the cost of "transportation!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day while I was waiting my lab results at my doctor clinic, I read this article in the Bangkok "The Nation" newspaper. The article was by S TSOW. The title is ...."The Moon Speaks, And It's Not Happy With NASA". I don't blame you Mr. Moon, not only you, here on earth there are plenty of people including me, are not so happy with some of NASA's ideas. I really wish they know what they are doing instead the result of "debris". By the way I was enjoying the article a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some parts of the interview between the moon and the author S TSOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;: .......How do you feel about NASA hitting you with that rocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Moon&lt;/span&gt;: How do I feel? how do I FEEL? How do you THINK I feel, moron? How would YOU feel if a rocket came slamming into your abdomen? Not so all-fired peachy-keen, I'll wager. What are you damned humans up to, anyway? It's not enough that you have to make war on your own species. Now you are assaulting innocent satellites. Is there no end to your rabid mad-dog insanity? What have I ever done incite you to shoot rockets at me? ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;: Gosh. Well , on behalf of my species, I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Moon&lt;/span&gt;: I deserve an apology from some body a lot higher up in the food chain than you. Look at how much I've contributed to your s0-called culture. Moon cakes. Moonshine whiskey. The moon walk. The man in the moon. Song like "Moon River", "Blue Moon", and "Monday, Monday". Monday was named after m, you know. No moon, no Mondays. No moon, no honeymoons. No moon, no romance. How many babies have been conceived on full-moon parties on Koh ha-Ngan. No moon, no werewolves. It takes a full moon to turn people in to werewolves."................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;: That's true. Take away the werewolves and our culture would suffer a crippling loss indeed. But we sent that rocket up because we want to find out if you've got water up there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Moon&lt;/span&gt;: Water? of course I've got water. All you had to do is ask. What's the matter, you humans don't have enough water? There-fourths of your planet is covered with the stuff. It'll be almost four-fourths once the glaciers finish melting and the typhoons stop dumping rain on you. You've got all that water and you want to steal the crummy little amount I've got? You ever hear the word "greed", hume?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Helen Said: I think the amount of water on the moon is not more than the amount of the two elephants pee the same time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;: Melodramatics aside, do you really have water?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Moon&lt;/span&gt;:Sure....... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;:how much would you want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;fontcolor="#000099"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The Moon&lt;/span&gt;: I'd want payment in Chinese Yuan (it's also call Rain-man-pee). The currency of the future, you know.&lt;/fontcolor="#000099"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tsow&lt;/span&gt;:We'd want to know how much you'd be charging.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The moon&lt;/span&gt;: Send Wen Jiabao up here. Tell you want, I've always been jealous of your planet because of that wall it's got-the big one the Chinese built. I want a wall, too. if the Chinese will agree to build Great Lunar Wall on me, maybe we can do a deal. I might also accept payment in moon cakes. (Aside;conspiratorially:) By the way, I don't just have water. I've also got beer."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Tsow! I enjoy your article alot. Thank you to you too Mr. Moon for accepting the interview with the human. I am so sorry for being poking by NASA real hard this time. As you say and I agree that YESssssss.......NASA can be a real MORON!! I hope your healing will be fast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Moon, I also know that you are playing a very important part of our life, that's why my God puts you there. Thank you for being such a good moon to us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. The internet was so bad this morning and I had to repeat many times to correct to this blog. That is why I said some time the moon is better than the internet!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-42306155891087959?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/mPUNmSvZ42g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/42306155891087959/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=42306155891087959" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/42306155891087959" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/42306155891087959" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/mPUNmSvZ42g/if-moon-can-talk.html" title="If the moon can talk" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Su4sFkp_J8I/AAAAAAAABps/FeHiSYx6iq0/s72-c/moon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-moon-can-talk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-4556656635803691006</id><published>2009-10-31T21:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:07:55.782+07:00</updated><title type="text">Nat's party for two of his friends!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuxEGnXKlcI/AAAAAAAABpk/ufhCY5UaqwE/s1600-h/Nat+Party10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398764933746431426" style="FLOAT: left; 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WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuxDZrXI4LI/AAAAAAAABoU/5Boc74XsH3I/s400/Nat+Party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1714603674288323132-4556656635803691006?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/K1d6tkUpLfU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4556656635803691006/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=4556656635803691006" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/4556656635803691006" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/4556656635803691006" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/K1d6tkUpLfU/nats-party-for-two-of-his-friends.html" title="Nat's party for two of his friends!" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuxEGnXKlcI/AAAAAAAABpk/ufhCY5UaqwE/s72-c/Nat+Party10.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/nats-party-for-two-of-his-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-2864709106066239228</id><published>2009-10-29T12:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:31:26.414+07:00</updated><title type="text">Blood Test Result</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;By blessing, my blood test results coming out very good!  My liver is very happy with me and so do I.  My Cholesterol is 198!   It is OK as still in the range but more 2 points I will be over normal range...... (150-200). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I will cut cheese, milk, cake, coffee Late' and will stick with fruit and veges for now on.  I know I was eating more cheese lately.  Sometime can't help you know. My Thyroxine level is also excellent.  My Surface antibody level is 307.1 which is lots of them.  Oh yes my Platelet count is very very good just right in the middle stand at 265, normal range (150-450).  For sure I won't die of blood clot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Over all I am very happy with my body's chemistry but damn to Cholesterol!!  Well eating so much shrimp and cheese so it is not so damn right.  May be damn to myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On my way to see African Ruby and etc......................  I am starting to work little by little again.  I am a working woman today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you to my Christ Jesus for my test results.......  always and  for ever and ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-2864709106066239228?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/f0Od5zNNUSM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2864709106066239228/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=2864709106066239228" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2864709106066239228" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/2864709106066239228" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/f0Od5zNNUSM/blood-test-result.html" title="Blood Test Result" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/blood-test-result.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-8652805793927781964</id><published>2009-10-28T09:23:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:13:28.995+07:00</updated><title type="text">Give me more answers</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is a question that I always asking to myself. Till today I did not get the answer which will make me understand it. I forgot to ask my liver doctors. By the way I need to withdraw my blood tomorrow early morning for checking up my liver function. When I see my doctor, I will ask!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here is my question.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Question: &lt;/span&gt;"Why the right side of liver lobe is bigger than the left side of liver lobe?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here are some answers that people are providing (Not from doctors). I search them from Google............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"because on the left side heart is present hope this will help good day/night ahead.............."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen said: To be honest I have no idea what is this person talking about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"The liver is a vital organ present in vertebrates and some other animals; it has a wide range of functions, a few of which are detoxification, protein synthesis, and production of biochemicals necessary for digestion. The liver is necessary for survival; a human can only last up to 24 hours without liver function.[citation needed]The liver plays a major role in metabolism and has a number of functions in the body, including glycogen storage, decomposition of red blood cells, plasma protein synthesis, and detoxification. The liver is also the largest gland in the human body. It lies below the diaphragm in the thoracic region of the abdomen. It produces bile, an alkaline compound which aids in digestion, via the emulsification of lipids. It also performs and regulates a wide variety of high-volume biochemical reactions requiring very specialized tissues.[2]Medical terms related to the liver often start in hepato- or hepatic from the Greek word for liver, hēpar (ήπαρ).[3]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: Well.... this guy explains well about the liver's jobs but did not answer my curiosity! I know what is liver for but I do not know why one side is small and the one side is big!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"If both the left and right lobes of the liver were equally large (the liver is the largest gland in the body), there would be no room for the pancreas. Do not try at home. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: This guy is good at 50% only and I will accept it as half correct answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;t is the only way it would fit. There is a limited amount of space and the liver grew to fit the space available."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: Hummmmmm That's not true! When 2 spots show up in my left lobe of liver, I asked my doctor that can he resects my left lobe side of my liver. He said to me.... left side will grow bigger than normal size. Means, not growning back to the right side! Wowww who can beat the real original creation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"The liver is actually the kidney, so your question does not make sense! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: I wanted to know this guy's education level! I dare to say he is not MD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"I thought liver was only on the right side ?? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: This guy definitely need to go back to Year 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"Space constraints!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: No idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"my left and right are the same size i think my middle livers the biggest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: I hope this guy will never become a liver surgery. You never know what he will resect or cut off your body parts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-"Why ask us. Ask god"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Helen Said: This guy will live longer and happier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1714603674288323132-8652805793927781964?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/6CZuGma2ARc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8652805793927781964/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=8652805793927781964" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8652805793927781964" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8652805793927781964" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/6CZuGma2ARc/give-me-more-answers.html" title="Give me more answers" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/give-me-more-answers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-1719725987181617624</id><published>2009-10-27T09:29:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:13:46.362+07:00</updated><title type="text">TT</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf50UVGeI/AAAAAAAABoM/4ggX8Way2Xc/s1600-h/TT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397106650351213026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf50UVGeI/AAAAAAAABoM/4ggX8Way2Xc/s400/TT2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf5fXFrmI/AAAAAAAABoE/qY8AY0hr-Do/s1600-h/TT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397106644725640802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf5fXFrmI/AAAAAAAABoE/qY8AY0hr-Do/s400/TT1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf5H6C0lI/AAAAAAAABn8/2H0NlJCyhyg/s1600-h/TT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397106638429803090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf5H6C0lI/AAAAAAAABn8/2H0NlJCyhyg/s400/TT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJ68SEvt_po"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJ68SEvt_po&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nJZTdDZgWc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nJZTdDZgWc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01SFQ0FPOiI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=01SFQ0FPOiI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year she was 69 and this year she is 70 year old!! If my mother is a live, she will be 61 and my father is now 66 year old!! My parent are not rockers they are just simple people. If my dad starting to rock now I will tell him, "Father please go check your brain!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tinna Tunner, yes she can be my grand ma ma, don't you think so?? I like her a lot though... for me she is 1 million time better than Madonna or any other old rockers !! TT is beautiful, talented, sexy, leggy, attractive with bushy hair, big thick lip, good skin tone and has a very rock voice!! Her songs are the best!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last week I bought 3 music DVD...... Madonna, Tina Tunner and Michael Jackson....the latest one. OK they are different!! Of course I know their styles and songs are not the same. I turned off Madonna after 15 minutes but I stared at TT for a long time. What a entertainer!! I feel that Madonna pay attention to herself more than to the audiences but TT is really go for it. I can feel that she loves what she is doing even with this age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Looking around how many women rocking at age 70 and as look good as her. Sometime good to be American. I was thinking this...OK lets put me in Tina Tunner's shoes but as a Burmese vision in Burma. Say I am 70 year old, a rock star in Burma performing with bright red lipstick, sexy short red tiny dress and dancing hell on the stage like her. You know what the Burmese will tell me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crazy old woman, put her in the mental jail!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at TT this is what I was thinking. Indeed God does give us a unique ability to each of us. We just need to dig it up! I will never be Tinna Tunner or Obama or Angelina Jolie or Hillary Cliton...etc., but I think I am a wife, a mother and a faithful believer. There are many who can't be a wife, a mother and a faithful believer so I am very OK with my position. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1714603674288323132-1719725987181617624?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/rbi1vZMRHU4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1719725987181617624/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=1719725987181617624" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/1719725987181617624" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/1719725987181617624" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/rbi1vZMRHU4/tt.html" title="TT" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/SuZf50UVGeI/AAAAAAAABoM/4ggX8Way2Xc/s72-c/TT2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/tt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-6940586720539808609</id><published>2009-10-26T09:24:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:28:04.450+07:00</updated><title type="text">Latest news of the Burmese-American</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Out of the bluemoon I google about the new and here is the latest one! Trial, hummmmmm what is a trial mean in Burma??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Court hears witnesses in trial against Burmese-American&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="E-mail" onclick="window.open(this.href,'win2','width=400,height=350,menubar=yes,resizable=yes'); return false;" href="http://www.mizzima.com/component/mailto/?tmpl=component&amp;amp;link=aHR0cDovL3d3dy5taXp6aW1hLmNvbS9uZXdzL2luc2lkZS1idXJtYS8yOTU1LWNvdXJ0LWhlYXJzLXdpdG5lc3Nlcy1pbi10cmlhbC1hZ2FpbnN0LWJ1cm1lc2UtYW1lcmljYW4uaHRtbA%3D%3D" included="null"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Mungpi&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 23 October 2009 19:54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Delhi (Mizzima) – A special court in Rangoon’s notorious Insein prison on Friday heard two prosecution witnesses in the trial of Burmese born American Kyaw Zaw Lwin (a.k.a) Nyi Nyi Aung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyi Win, one of the defense attorneys, said the testimony on Friday by an officer of the Rangoon Special Branch Police and an Immigration officer in the special court presided over by a Minglardon Township court judge, were not convincing and were vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But we still have 13 more prosecution witnesses. It would be too early to comment on the case, but so far we cannot call Nyi Nyi Aung guilty,” said Kyi Win, adding that the next hearing has been scheduled for October 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prosecution has charged Nyi Nyi Aung under article 420 and 468, of fraud and forgery. He is accused of possessing a fake Burmese national identity card, where he had allegedly placed his photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The two prosecution witnesses today produced the Burmese national identity card that was said to have been forged by Nyi Nyi Aung,” said Kyi Win, but he added that the witnesses failed to provide specific answers to several questions, which was unconvincing to the lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burmese born American was arrested on September 3, at the Rangoon International Airport while entering Burma from Bangkok. He was detained and later charged. The US embassy has contacted high court advocates Kyi Win and Nyan Win to defend him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, two officials from the US embassy – a consular officer and a Burmese official – attended the hearing. But families of Nyi Nyi Aung, two of his aunts, were barred from entering the court room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Nyi Nyi Aung is accused of fraud and forgery, the Burmese junta’s official mouthpiece, the New Light of Myanmar newspaper, accused him of collaborating with activists in exile and trying to instigate unrest in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newspaper also accused him of providing financial assistance to underground activists inside Burma to carry out explosions in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“None of these are included in the charges,” Kyi Win said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burmese-American was a student activist during the popular 1988 uprising in Burma. But he fled to neighbouring Thailand along with fellow students in the wake of the military crack-down on protesters. He later migrated to Maryland in United States, where he was naturalized as a citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fellow activists said he had a valid US passport and valid Burmese Visa, provided by the Burmese embassy in Bangkok, before flying to Rangoon."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-6940586720539808609?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/ooa0uIyqFK0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6940586720539808609/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=6940586720539808609" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6940586720539808609" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6940586720539808609" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/ooa0uIyqFK0/latest-news-of-burmese-american.html" title="Latest news of the Burmese-American" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/latest-news-of-burmese-american.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-5144199344496359478</id><published>2009-10-26T07:54:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:01:06.469+07:00</updated><title type="text">Yesterday</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went to the church yesterday.  The Pastor asked prayer request for 2 persons.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lee&lt;/span&gt;, is a nice lady who spend her time in Thailand just to help the poor children who are living  in a slum area in Bangkok.  I think she is around 70 years old.  she is a delightful person to talk to and did a good job to the poor children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She was diagnosed with a bile duct cancer and is leaving to US in this week to get a further treatment.  One of the church members told us that her son in law is a doctor in USA.  This is a good new.  I hope and pray that "May our God has mercy and care to her in this difficult time." I know almost exactly what she is feeling.  I dare to say it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of my wish is...... if I live till 70, I will be so thankful to God after what I passed through with the nightmare time of my life.  By 70, then I hope and I will see my son's graduation, dating, wedding and his career.  Also  if this is in God's willing, I will see my grand babies which I love to see so much and so looking forward into.  I am praying... "Dear Christ, please help me!"   Even if my prayer is not answered, I am still do know that my God knows the best for me.  Then..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Seeing Lee yesterday, I am sure that she does not want to die.  she has her loveone on earth who she is still enjoying them.  Anyway who wants to die right?? But... so far the only person that I know who is ready to die is my grand mama, a 92 years old happy lady!  A lady who reads bible, prays and sings is the one happy to die.  This is her answered when I asked how is she doing.... she said, "Oh do not worry about me, God is taking care of me.  If I go, I go to see God."  Good for you grandma!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Khung Ping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our church's cook is the other person.  Hospital said they found tumor in him.  I am thankful that Khung Ping has a place to stay and always has food on his dinner table.  I am sure the church will taking care of him as he is with us for almost 20 years!! I hope it will be.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The following is I read from an article of "University of Southern Califonia, Department of Surgery".  It is a bout Bile Duct Caner!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am not a doctor but I do have 2 eyes.  If you are loosing weight and lost your appitite without reason please go see the doctor.  Generally I notice that those who diagnosed with cancer..they look very thin!  Oh well, when they found out my tumor, I was fat!!   Remember I said,  I am not a doctor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"What is bile duct cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile duct cancer or cholangiocarcinoma are tumors that occur in the bile duct. These are uncommon tumors and about 4,000 new cases are diagnosed in the United States each year. Bile duct cancer usually develops in patients older than 65 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What symptoms are present in patients with bile duct cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient usually presents with the following symptoms&lt;br /&gt;jaundice (yellowness of the skin)&lt;br /&gt;abnormal liver tests&lt;br /&gt;weight loss&lt;br /&gt;abdominal pain&lt;br /&gt;poor appetite&lt;br /&gt;weakness and fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Types of bile duct tumors&lt;br /&gt;Two major types of bile duct tumors are found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Distal bile duct tumors&lt;/span&gt;: tumors affecting the bottom half of the bile duct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Klatskin's tumors&lt;/span&gt;: Tumors affecting the upper part of the bile duct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This separation between the two locations is important since the treatment for the tumors in the two locations is different. For tumors affecting the bottom half of the bile duct, the cancer is removed with a &lt;a href="http://www.surgery.usc.edu/divisions/tumor/pancreasdiseases/web%20pages/pancreas%20resection/whipple%20operation.html"&gt;Whipple operation&lt;/a&gt;. For tumors in the top half of the bile duct, surgical treatment often requires removal of the tumor together with a liver resection (removal) in an attempt to provide a surgical cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Distal bile duct tumors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tumors arise in the bottom half of the bile duct and are often intimately associated with the pancreas since the bottom inch of the bile duct goes through the head of the pancreas as it enters into the duodenum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Periampullary cancers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patients with distal bile duct cancer presents with symptoms that are similar to that of pancreatic cancer and ampullary cancer. Distal bile duct tumors, &lt;a href="http://www.surgery.usc.edu/divisions/tumor/pancreasdiseases/web%20pages/pancreas%20cancer/Adenocarcinoma%20of%20pancreas.html"&gt;pancreatic cancer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.surgery.usc.edu/divisions/tumor/pancreasdiseases/web%20pages/BILIARY%20SYSTEM/AMPULLARY%20CANCER.html"&gt;ampullary cancer&lt;/a&gt; are often called periampullary tumors because all three present with similar symptoms. It is important to recognize bile duct cancer and ampullary cancer since the outcome of the two cancers is better than that for pancreatic cancer when patients are compared stage for stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Diagnosis and staging of distal bile duct cancers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the diagnosis of bile duct cancer is made, the patient requires a work up for surgical removal of the tumor. The work up for distal bile duct cancer is similar to that for pancreatic cancer. &lt;a href="http://www.surgery.usc.edu/divisions/tumor/pancreasdiseases/web%20pages/pancreas%20cancer/panc%20canc%20staging.html"&gt;This link will guide you to a detailed description of the work up at USC for bile duct cancer. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Treatment of distal bile duct cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete removal of the tumor is the only effective and potentially curative treatment for cancers of the lower bile duct. &lt;a href="http://www.surgery.usc.edu/divisions/tumor/pancreasdiseases/web%20pages/pancreas%20resection/whipple%20operation.html"&gt;The treatment usually requires a Whipple operation.&lt;/a&gt; Distal bile duct cancer is more amenable to complete removal compared to pancreatic cancer. Five-year survival rates of up to 40% are found after complete removal of distal bile duct cancer. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-5144199344496359478?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/BSP2lBVC2rk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5144199344496359478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=5144199344496359478" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/5144199344496359478" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/5144199344496359478" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/BSP2lBVC2rk/yesterday.html" title="Yesterday" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-7585248519406208950</id><published>2009-10-20T07:02:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:08:42.924+07:00</updated><title type="text">Rules</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One of the rules which Robins set up in our house is no borrowing money! (OK, I understand those who need to borrow the money from Bank, friends, private firm...ta ta ta ta). Everyone has different situations. In my family if we want or need something, we paid it all. The reason is...... Robins said, "we sleep well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I was starting into my little Gem and jewellery business , Robins said no loan or lend the money but....... he told me if I wanted to loan the money this will be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; from our family money which I think, Oh yeah ......very good deal!! No interest, no due date, of course which wife will think this is a bad deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday I went to the Burmese Gem office in Bangkok and saw 8 carets Burmese unheated natural ruby. Asking price tag 30 million Baht, (about 900,000 US$)!! The ruby is so beautiful and the colour is just RED! Even with this price, there was a positive inclusion in the middle. Without this positive inclusion, I can't imagine how much it will going up!!! I touch it, I put it on my ring finger and I even smell it (ha ha) but you know... to be honest I do not need it! For sure this will end up in Taiwan or New York with a good price tag. Remember it is very rare to find such kind of Ruby nowaday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;While we were sitting in the office, a Chinese man came into with a rough Burmese Ruby (uncut), which is sooooooooooooooooo beautiful. I wish you all can see the beauty of this rough ruby. Calling prize at 3 million Baht!! Again I look at it under microscope and it was brightly red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was drooling on those two rubies but I am still sleeping very well!! I do not need them as my property. I like my liver more than the rubies!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thank you for showing me though Mr. R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I had lunch with Ms. M, Mr. D, Mr. R and KLM. They are my Burmese Gem dealers. Gem business is a bit similar to rug business. I mean the way handling to sell them. Rugs, you have to let the customers take them or send the rug to their home to try on and see how match with other furniture. So does the gems! sometime you let the gems go with the friend the one that you trust. But sometime the one that you trust turn into the one that you want to kill because of cheating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The different is, rug who wants to carry and run away? A good rug can be sooooooo heavy, who wants to run with this heavy rug?? May be only the stupid will do such running. But in gems business, Oh yes... there are so many running away with them. Some even run one country to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At yesterday lunch table, I gathered how much cheating going on in the gems business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr. D got cheating by a man from India with 3 million baht worth of rubies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ms. M got cheating by a good friend. The friend owns her 700,000 bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ms. P also got cheating by a broker for 1 million baht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was so surprise to hear that how, when and where they got cheated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here I recall one of my stupid experience.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ms. M is early 40 and single mother to a 15 year old son. She is in the gems business for almost 25 year. She is the one who I ask if I need to know today market price. I know her for 7 years now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ms. M has a friend who does the same business. Two years ago her friend borrowed 700,000 baht from M. The problem is this woman never gave back to Ms. M the money that she borrowed. Sometime I saw this woman sunning around in Silom when I am doing business with Ms. M. Of course the two women borke up so badly. None of my business beside I just listen undated new from M who is so unhappy with the woman who used to be her very very good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To my surprise, the woman who own the money to M went to buy a brand new house outside of Bangkok for 5 million baht. Everytime when M came to my hosue to show me some new gems, she looks so dead lately. M was so upset on her friend who did not pay back to M the money but living in the good looking house. I would be so mad if I were in M's shoes, don't you think so too??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My problem is if I see someone not fair on the other I can't take it especailly to M who is a woman and a mother, alone working her butt off to feed her son and herself also who is trying to buy a house in Chantaburi for her and her son's future life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Without thinking I opened my mouth to Ms. M, "Hey M, be sweet to her and do not angry. Remember Sugar get more than bitter!! Get into business with her again and if you have the chance took her real good gems, tell her to show some of your customers. In point blank why don't you tell her that you lost them all." None of my business but here with my free advise which I did not think or realize that M will take it seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly admit it here when I opened my moth, it was just purely out of my anger seeing unfair which I can't take any cheating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I saw Ms. M yesterday with a huge smile and said, "I did it exactly as your advise."!! She even Thanks to me.  She said thank you to me 7 times!!  but I feel so ants in my pant!! I really do. I felt like I invade some one's problem which is none of my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If someone punch you, as a Christian you have to give your other cheek but here what happening was.......someone punch other some one's cheek and I, as a third person went to punch the cheater's cheek! Wowww...What wrong with you Helen??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel so bad that I have to blog it out! What I can say it beside, "Sorry!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-7585248519406208950?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/qRUB2UcUvxU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7585248519406208950/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=7585248519406208950" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/7585248519406208950" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/7585248519406208950" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/qRUB2UcUvxU/rules.html" title="Rules" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/rules.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-6474846842177785101</id><published>2009-10-16T09:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:46:22.927+07:00</updated><title type="text">Expression of Love</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We often talk about how much love that we have for our mother, father, sisters and brothers,  husband, children and even to our friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love my mother but there were things that I did not like what she had done in her life which effected us also.  I do not want to detail here about me and my mother relationships but in beneath I know my mother loves me..... without a doubt on this matter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My father left us when my sister and I were very young.  I did not like him.  Again I will not blog about this in specifically either... deep inside, I love him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My sister,  I love her a lot still even she is not with us anymore.... Well.... we used to fight though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My husband,  I know he is good to me but there is a time that I want to hit him with baseball bat! I did not say I am the one perfect here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My son, this little creature of mine, I love him sooooooooo much. He can drive me nuts but overall he is still a good kid and I love him very very much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I loves my friends but still there are some time that we disagree and mad at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What I want to say here is "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All human love is imperfect&lt;/span&gt;."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Relationships between people maturing in Love for one another are more likely to endure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Honestly to say.....the love that I have for those people are mostly around me and most of them are who I know too.  To the strangers... I might help, that's all I will do but to love them I am not sure because Love takes time for every one.  If there are needing people come across me, I will help though. Why?  Christ told me so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Let see on the traditional wedding vows. Till death apart...right??  On that day two people said to love, honor and cherish one another until death parts them.  But look at in real world  of today.... these two are not dead yet but they parted by themselves.   For some even to 7 times parting.  Why?? the reason said..."We fell out of love", or "We don't love each other anymore" then again they still do have love for a new one more than 7 times.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In life I have learn that the only love that I can count on is.... and for me is.... only from "Christ!" ....So peaceful, so powerful, so content, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kind, more over, the love that give us future and which goes out as grace to the poor too!!  Here are some who loves Christ and express it well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Even though no one in these people's life is in perfect but they love Christ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I read the following from JesusCentral.com ............. here some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Isadora Duncan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Dancer&lt;br /&gt;Art is not necessary at all. All that is necessary to make this world a better place to live in is to love--to love as Christ loved...&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 20, 1924&lt;br /&gt;The first chapter of memoirs, dictated in Berlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mel Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor&lt;br /&gt;When you look at the resons why Christ came, why he was crucified--he died for all mankind, he suffered for all mankind. So that, really, anybody that transgresses needs to look at their own part or their own culpability. It's time to get back to a basic message, the message that was given... He forgave as he was tortured and killed.&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 14, 2003&lt;br /&gt;The O'Reilly Factor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jerome Hines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opera Singer (performed a record-breaking 41 consecutive seasons with the Metropolitan Opera)&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of " I Am the Way" is to help people solve their problems. Unlike modern operas, "I Am the Way" is based on music that resolves, because Jesus is the resolver. Jesus is the solution to all our problems.&lt;br /&gt;Fall 1997&lt;br /&gt;PCC Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mr. Fred Rogers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Show Creator ("Mister Roger's Neighborhood")&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine more surprising places for God to appear than a manger or a cross. Yet all through his life and resurrection, Jesus demonstrates the power of showing and sharing God's love. Every time I write a script or a song or walk into the studio, I pray 'Let some word that is heard be Thine.' That's really all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;April, 1994&lt;br /&gt;Christian Century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Natalie Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer (Daughter of Nat King Cole)&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I thank my Heavenly Father, the Lord Jesus Christ, for his unfailing grace and mercy in my life. You don't know what He's done for me--HE gave me the victory!!!&lt;br /&gt; Notes in liner of latest CD, "Stardust" - Elektra Entertainment Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Olivier Messiaen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composer (20th Century)&lt;br /&gt;I have always been impressed by the fact that God is happy - and that this ineffable and continuous joy lived in the soul of Christ. Joy is for me a transport, a state of drunkenness in the 'maddest' sense of the term.&lt;br /&gt; Radix, Vol. 21, No. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sir Cliff Richards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;British Rock Star (holds more hits than Beatles and Rolling Stones combined)&lt;br /&gt;[Commenting on his singing the Lord's Prayer to the tune of Auld Lang Syne] It's 2000 years since Jesus was born and here we are on the eve of the Millennium singing lyrics that He gave to His disciples. The song won't offend anybody. It's just a really good positive thought for the future: 'Please give us food... please keep us from evil... please help us to be forgiving as we want others to forgive us.' It has all the great positive factors that everybody would desire for the new millennium.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 1999&lt;br /&gt;Expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vincent van Gogh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;European Artist&lt;br /&gt;It is a very good thing that you read the Bible... The Bible is Christ, for the Old Testament leads up to this culminating point... Christ alone... has affirmed as a principal certainty, eternal life, the infinity of time, the nothingness of death, the necessity and the raison d'être of serenity and devotion. He lived serenely, as a greater artist than all other artists, despising marble and clay as well as color, working in living flesh. That is to say, this matchless artist... made neither statues nor pictures nor books; he loudly proclaimed that he made... living men, immortals.&lt;br /&gt;18xx&lt;br /&gt;Van Gogh's letter to friend, Emile Bernard as researched by Kathleen Erickson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;George V. Voinovich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Governor (Ohio)&lt;br /&gt;Those without faith experience a longing and an emptiness that this earth cannot fill. I see evidence of that spiritual hunger almost every day in my job as Governor. Without my personal acceptance of Jesus Christ, I could not keep going.&lt;br /&gt;Sept., 1994&lt;br /&gt;Decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;George W. Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43rd President (United States)&lt;br /&gt;As God's only Son, Jesus came to Earth and gave His life so that we may live. His actions and His words remind us that service to others is central to our lives and that sacrifice and unconditional love must guide us and inspire us to lead lives of compassion, mercy, and justice.&lt;br /&gt;Dec., 2002&lt;br /&gt;Presidential Christmas Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeane Kirkpatrick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Former United Nations Ambassador (United States)&lt;br /&gt;The U.N. Preamble reminds me of a secular version of the Lord's prayer because they say, 'Deliver us from evil.' Yet, they say it not to God, but to each other: 'Let us eliminate evil.' ...I thought about Jesus Christ--the perfectly virtuous Son of God who was tried before an essentially indifferent Roman court and destroyed. God's own Son was not delivered from evil and violent death through the legal institutions of His society... I conclude that it is a fundamental mistake to think that salvation, justice, or virtue come through merely human institutions.&lt;br /&gt;Summer 1997&lt;br /&gt;Reformed Quarterly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Frederick Chiluba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President (Zambia; from first free election)&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was never against politics. He just wants us to recognize that there is a greater power above. We must all recognize there is a King of kings and a Lord of Lords, Jesus Christ, who is above every political system.&lt;br /&gt;April, 1995&lt;br /&gt;Charisma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jose Gavino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marxist Labor Activist (Peru)&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with visions of el Cristo doliente, the suffering Christ, but now I am realizing that he is el Cristo vivente, the living Christ... I used to get nauseous seeing people take Holy Communion and then leave the church heavy laden with their heads hanging down. Now I see it doesn't have to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;March, 1992&lt;br /&gt;Baltimore Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kim Dae-jung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President (South Korea)&lt;br /&gt;Love of God does not mean we must love Him first. Rather, He loved us first, creating the world and leaving it in our care, sending His only son to us to spread the gospel, and, finally, opening the way for us to deliver ourselves from sin through the crucifixion of His innocent son, Jesus. Through Jesus' resurrection, God gave us hope for eternal life. God is with you at this very moment. He loves you, and He creates the good for you from all the right and wrong in your life when you genuinely believe in and obey Him&lt;br /&gt;1980&lt;br /&gt;Letter from prison to his son when Dae-jung was imprisoned after losing the 1971 bid for presidency in a fraudulent election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rep. Dick Armey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congressman and House Majority Leader (United States)&lt;br /&gt;What I attempt to do in Congress is pretty straight forward. My job is to prevent government from destroying our freedom. But the most important work to be done is for a person to come to terms with Jesus. That's my advice for anybody.&lt;br /&gt;Aug. 1996&lt;br /&gt;World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rep. Tom Coburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congressman (United States)&lt;br /&gt;"People feel judged and condemned. Jesus didn't make them feel that way. He made them feel loved and valued." If the religious right "really acted like Jesus did, then Bill Clinton would feel our love".&lt;br /&gt;July 12, 1999&lt;br /&gt;The Washington Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th President (United States)&lt;br /&gt;(My) great joy and glory that, in occupying an exalted position in the nation, I am enabled, to preach the practical moralities of The Bible to my fellow-countrymen and to hold up Christ as the hope and Savior of the world.&lt;br /&gt;1994&lt;br /&gt;America's God and Country, by William J. Federer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd President (United States)&lt;br /&gt;Had the doctrines of Jesus been preached always as pure as they came from his lips, the whole civilized world would now have been Christian.&lt;br /&gt;June 26, 1822&lt;br /&gt;Letter to Benjamin Waterhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vladimir Putin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President (Russia)&lt;br /&gt;Why did Christ come into the world? To liberate people from sickness, troubles, from death. In its essence, Christmas is a holiday of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Jan. 21, 2001&lt;br /&gt;Moscow Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yoweri Museveni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President (Uganda)&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have not become a member of any special religious group, I have decided to follow Jesus Christ with my whole heart. I find in Him the inner strength, the precepts and the lifestyle that can help me and all the people of Uganda to solve the problems we face individually and as a nation. It is one of the interesting facts about Jesus Christ that people in every nation of the world regardless of religion, whether one is a believer or a non-believer, consider Jesus the greatest authority on human relations in history. His views on that subject have transcended all religions and cultures. It is remarkable that the person of Jesus Christ is accepted by everyone - even when they are not attracted by institutional religion.&lt;br /&gt;Speech to other African leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fidel Castro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader (Cuba)&lt;br /&gt;To betray the poor is to betray Christ.&lt;br /&gt; Slogan on Havana billboards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diplomat and Inventor (United States)&lt;br /&gt;As to Jesus of Nazareth, my opinion of whom you particularly desire, I think the system of morals and his religion, as he left them to us, the best the world ever saw or is likely to see, but I apprehend it has received various corrupting changes.&lt;br /&gt;March 9, 1790&lt;br /&gt;Letter to Ezra Styles (of Yale)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-6474846842177785101?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/Kx9NizXrZOQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6474846842177785101/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=6474846842177785101" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6474846842177785101" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6474846842177785101" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/Kx9NizXrZOQ/expression-of-love.html" title="Expression of Love" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/expression-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-1295754757408106990</id><published>2009-10-14T09:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:44:24.941+07:00</updated><title type="text">Good to read if you have children</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got the following by email from a friend !  I like it and share with you!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Helen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Show Your Kids You Love Them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myfamilyminute.com/articles/viewarticle/print.php?id=298" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to family expert Dr. Gary Chapman, most people express and recognize love in one of five methods: Quality Time, Words of Affirmation, Gifts, Acts of Service and Physical Touch. Discover which of these applies to your child and show him love in the way that will mean the most to him. You will probably find that each of your children are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some examples of how you can show your child love based on his love language:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quality Time&lt;/span&gt;. While all children need one-on-one time with you, if you have one child who especially craves it, make sure you are giving that child plenty of attention. If he comes to you wanting to talk, make sure you turn off the TV and listen to him. If you know your daughter loves art, take her to a community art festival. Or if one of your children loves science, take her on a surprise trip to the zoo or children's science museum. If your child loves sports, take him to a minor league baseball game. You may even find yourself willing to take him to play laser tag or paintball. Stop and think of your child's interests and think of an activity that you can do together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Affirmation&lt;/span&gt;. Some children thrive on hearing praise and encouragement. If your child seems to beam when you tell him how much you appreciate them or are proud of them, then try to continually think of affirming words for him. For example, if you notice your child is helping a sibling with homework, praise him. Or if he helps you out with dinner, let him know you are proud of him. Write him an encouraging note and put it in his lunchbox. And be sure to simply let him know that you love him for who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gifts&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, all kids love getting presents, but some children actually see gift giving as something beyond material objects. For them, gifts are expressions of love. You don't have to spend a fortune giving elaborate gifts to your child. Think of the little things that can become gifts. For example, if you visit a trade show or other festival, you are bound to be bombarded with free give-away pens and mini flashlights and gadgets. Save these for your child and dole them out over the next few months. Or if you are at the store, you might want to stop by the coin-operated game and candy machines and pick up a few small items. You might even find some good ideas at the dollar store. If you are creative, you can make some art or craft project for your child that he can keep in his room, or knit your daughter a sweater or scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;. If your child feels loved when you do things for him, think of some special acts of service that you can do. For example, if your child has a favorite food, be sure to fix that for dinner in his honor one night. Or if your child has a broken bicycle, repair it for him. You may even put a special snack in his lunchbox. Basically, if you see a need your child has, help to meet it, whether it be a new set of pencils for school or help with homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/span&gt;. Do you have a child who is a hugger? Is she always wanting to lean on you or hold your hand or snuggle? Even if you are not a "touchy-feely" person, your child sees affection as an expression of love, so be sure to give her lots of hugs. Even something simple as a pat on the back will let your child know you are thinking of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While each of your children will probably appreciate every one of these love languages to some degree, you will find that each one probably has a specific love language that is unique to him. So take the time to discover what makes your child feel the most special, and focus on showing your love through that language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.familyminute.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;FamilyMinute.com&lt;/a&gt; for more free marriage, parenting, family life and fatherhood information and resources.&lt;br /&gt;Copyright by Family First 2007. All rights reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-1295754757408106990?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/p9o5VCP8NH0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1295754757408106990/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=1295754757408106990" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/1295754757408106990" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/1295754757408106990" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/p9o5VCP8NH0/good-to-read-if-you-have-children.html" title="Good to read if you have children" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-to-read-if-you-have-children.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-8622618360574546997</id><published>2009-10-13T16:01:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:45:11.368+07:00</updated><title type="text">Sad Or Funny</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRF0RUm9KI/AAAAAAAABn0/iMBJiDzDNhw/s1600-h/lb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392011418174682274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRF0RUm9KI/AAAAAAAABn0/iMBJiDzDNhw/s400/lb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCDPMYmsI/AAAAAAAABns/LDzPCkXYtXQ/s1600-h/LB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007277254843074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCDPMYmsI/AAAAAAAABns/LDzPCkXYtXQ/s400/LB2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCCrpuVrI/AAAAAAAABnk/wyKGNTrzlso/s1600-h/lb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007267714225842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCCrpuVrI/AAAAAAAABnk/wyKGNTrzlso/s400/lb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCCRLjKKI/AAAAAAAABnc/V6hoxF6YKjI/s1600-h/LB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392007260608342178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRCCRLjKKI/AAAAAAAABnc/V6hoxF6YKjI/s400/LB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Will you believe me if I said that the photos above are not real girls and they are boys?? Oh yes... Believe me in that please. They used to be a real boys!! In Bangkok, they are call LadyBoy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are very good looking and 99% similar to the female. I would say 1% can be seen as a male by the voice, the feet, the Adam's apple or the action likes... rolling eyes when they talk or flipping their hands often or adjusting their inner garments!! Example: as Nadal who has to touch his under pant often....similar that kind of touching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As reverse ways ... Some girls do looks like LadyBoy too. Now most in Asian girls I would say around 30 to 40 % girls had done some plastic job on their noses OR on their boobies. On the nose is very clearly noticeable. There will be a thin shinning line sitting on the nose! Some girls with noses and boobies job and a big taller, then they become looks a like between LadyBoys and a real girls! Mean... can't tell who she/he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the following is base on the true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ladyBoys working at the beauty saloon that I go. It is near by and I like them. One name is "Nin". He, ok lets call him she, she is only 20 years old. I think Nin is 5'5" and the other name is "B", she is 5' 4". B is only 16 year old. They both are so much wanted to be a real girls and guss what!!! they look good. Nin is the one who do my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even respect them as they work hard and earning instead of becoming a Gigolo Ladyboys! Nin likes to share his life to me and I listen good. Nin also confused me on him that he is born with the gene or by choice. I said that because by conversation, I feel that he believes that he is a real girl! he wanted a real nice boy friend and wanted to be as husband and wife... he said so too. He said that he is saving to cut off his private part to become a real girl... I would call he wants to be a "Transvestite"?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week when I went to wash my hair this is Nin told me. I will put the English as the way Nin said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Khun ( Ms.) Helen, I met a Faran (a white man) last month. He from Finn (Finland) and he came to cut hair in my shop. He saw Nin and he like me very much. He gave me fruit and flowers. Nin likes him too because he is nice. He is around 60 old and Nin sorry to him. He asked Nin to go out dinner one day. Nin sorry so Nin went to eat with him Thonglor (a street no so far from my house). Nin no lie because he is good old man so Nin tell him that Nin a "LadyBoy". I am no happy because he pay the dinner quickly and said to me..'You go home and I go home". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left and Nin said he eat alone. My f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;irst reaction was.... I laugh off so much with Nin. He laughed along with me for 2 minutes then I felt both Sad and Funny on what Nin was telling me. This is what I am thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nin is a nice LadyBoy and he is honest. If he wants to, he can nasty and without telling the Finn that he is a LadyBoy, went with that old dirty man and can be troubled to him. But I know Nin, he is a nice LadyBoy. Last 2 weeks a go on the news was that a LadyBoy at one of the beaches in Thailand went out with a white man and drugged him and took the money. Nin is a good LadyBoy!! You can't judge a person just look at him or her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that old dirty man: Hope he learn his lesson!! Life is not only SEX but can be a friend too you dirty old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PS: Nin is not his real name!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1714603674288323132-8622618360574546997?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/odwtb0dJklA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8622618360574546997/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=8622618360574546997" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8622618360574546997" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/8622618360574546997" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/odwtb0dJklA/sad-or-funny.html" title="Sad Or Funny" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/StRF0RUm9KI/AAAAAAAABn0/iMBJiDzDNhw/s72-c/lb3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/sad-or-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-6903508288421692217</id><published>2009-10-12T09:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:25:13.663+07:00</updated><title type="text">My Blog</title><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I starting to blog, "The Burmese Ruby Diary", 3 years ago, when I was recovering from my transplant in USA. I am not a wonderful blogger, not a high class writer nor an attractive blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;........ Not the best or the top blog of the world!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There are many blogs. I have seen blog about only Sex, Gardening, Fashion, Food, Political...etc., but my blog is purely what ever in my mind, I just put it down. That's why I call it," The Burmese Ruby Diary". I even share my blessing and my faith in my blog........ just simple way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;By now as you all know that I am a believer as I share my blessing, my faith and my trust often in my blog too. I can't hold into myself because I got so much blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born into 3rd generation Christian family. Yes I was, am and will be a Christian. I thought I was a good person for attending the church almost on Sunday, I do not kill no one, I am kind...ta ta ta ta ta. Overall I am a good person I am going to be just fine is my attitude! I miss that "Simply because a person, or a society, accepts certain behavior as good does not mean that God has that &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SAME &lt;/span&gt;standard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was also missing the point................ "Love your God with all your heart, your soul and your mind." I knew that but I did not think into deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now I do know the real meaning of above!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I also noticed that if you or say....... I, become a true believer, then be prepare for unpopular among others. Some friends even might dop you. On top of that you might got mock or people think you are religion fanatic!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Honestly I do not care!!! Let me be unpopular but what I need is, "God knows me who I am"!! Christ never say to me.."Helen, if you follow me you will be a very famous and popular person" but Christ said, "You will be saved!" That's Christ told me clearly. If there is choice between famous and save, I prefered save. Of course if I got both in famous and save, I am in double blessing!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Right now I am enjoying with my family, Robins, Shan and friends. I admit it there is a time that we bite each other but we are still together. Surprisingly I do have a handful of friends who like me as the way I am.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Once Someone said, " During a mission trip to Russia I visited the Kremlin in Moscow. A tour guide showed me several cathedrals where the czars are buried. I asked if she ever thought a bout spiritual matters. She said, "Our cosmonauts came back from space saying they saw no evidence of God." I replied, "That's interesting. Our astronauts saw the earth from space and marveled at God's creation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Creation is a visible disclosure of the invisible God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you want to see yes.... there is a true God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here are some  "Quotes from some USA astronauts gazing upon their home planet... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-The Earth reminded us of a Christmas tree ornament hanging in the blackness of space. As we got farther and farther away it diminished in size. Finally it shrank to the size of a marble, the most beautiful marble you can imagine. That beautiful, warm, living object looked so fragile, so delicate, that if you touched it with a finger it would crumble and fall apart. Seeing this has to change a man, has to make a man appreciate the creation of God and the love of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;James Irwin, USA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-My view of our planet was a glimpse of divinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Edgar Mitchell, USA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Looking outward to the blackness of space, sprinkled with the glory of a universe of lights, I saw majesty - but no welcome. Below was a welcoming planet. There, contained in the thin, moving, incredibly fragile shell of the biosphere is everything that is dear to you, all the human drama and comedy. That's where life is; that's were all the good stuff is. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;- Loren Acton, US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If someone who is till asking where is God?  God is near around you and what you have to do is just "reach"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714603674288323132-6903508288421692217?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/ha4of18V_YA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6903508288421692217/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=6903508288421692217" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6903508288421692217" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/6903508288421692217" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/ha4of18V_YA/my-blog.html" title="My Blog" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-8299486902906820940</id><published>2009-10-10T08:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:33:41.987+07:00</updated><title type="text">Photo 15 - Me and Maria from Equado</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Ss_kc5NSgqI/AAAAAAAABnU/QVIso0PGhJs/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; 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Sujit</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Ss_gXiNMr4I/AAAAAAAABnE/Ta2YGTThC-I/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Ss_gXiNMr4I/AAAAAAAABnE/Ta2YGTThC-I/s400/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/1714603674288323132-5166417108576513466?l=helenmcintosh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~4/WiarC7NAxh4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5166417108576513466/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714603674288323132&amp;postID=5166417108576513466" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/5166417108576513466" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714603674288323132/posts/default/5166417108576513466" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EebQ/~3/WiarC7NAxh4/photo-13-with-groom-parent-dr-and-drs.html" title="Photo 13 - With the groom' parent, Dr. and  Drs.  Sujit" /><author><name>Helen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10766422890981495537</uri><email>mlayshan@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13907353274917206558" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Ss_gXiNMr4I/AAAAAAAABnE/Ta2YGTThC-I/s72-c/IMG_2539.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://helenmcintosh.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-13-with-groom-parent-dr-and-drs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714603674288323132.post-5591260276854555310</id><published>2009-10-10T08:15:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:27:47.649+07:00</updated><title type="text">Photo 12-The bride, the groom and the cake</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vZAeynpJN1s/Ss_gSw5ja2I/AAAAAAAABm8/NUztFT77wZc/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; 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