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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-451625169248743500</id><updated>2009-11-09T13:54:10.476+08:00</updated><title type="text">CARING IS NOT ONLY SHARING....</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>850</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/NCZf" 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-451625169248743500.post-4940090940571949042</id><published>2009-11-08T14:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:55:02.243+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">What's Yours?</title><content type="html">A beautiful and sunny Sunday awaits me as I woke up at 9.15am... how blissful... Thank You,  God for another blessed day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tedious week of work and no Internet connection plus some bad news in office, this weekend is just what I longed for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having done all that is needed to be done for the house, I am now relaxing myself in front of this monitor for the past hour or so... hopping here and there, no matter far or near, I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hop hop &lt;/span&gt;just by a click... no matter where you all are, I &lt;s&gt;am stalking&lt;/s&gt; can come to read yours.... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I have an idea.  We are facing this square box each day.... what special picture do you display on your desktop monitor?  At this moment, I am using my son's laptop, he puts this picture on his desktop... I guess this picture says it all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvZmI98DXlI/AAAAAAAAHTs/Iou5sRcSvwo/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvZmI98DXlI/AAAAAAAAHTs/Iou5sRcSvwo/s400/family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401617107328917074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We R A Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;What picture do u display on yours?&lt;br /&gt;Can you show it in your next post?&lt;br /&gt;Let us visit one another to *8*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that no. 8 implicates me only, don't worry :p  )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-4940090940571949042?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/4940090940571949042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=4940090940571949042&amp;isPopup=true" title="30 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4940090940571949042" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4940090940571949042" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/7e5_Esf8wtw/i-wanna-visit-u.html" title="What's Yours?" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvZmI98DXlI/AAAAAAAAHTs/Iou5sRcSvwo/s72-c/family.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">30</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/i-wanna-visit-u.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-6899490630967774740</id><published>2009-11-07T19:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:16:43.254+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">Work Less, Relax More...</title><content type="html">Stress... don't take this lightly... don't get stressed up with work... don't be too over anxious over unfinished work... just don't think of work too much ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning just when I reached the office lift, bad news were given by a colleague.  Our deputy director passed away early in the morning while doing his morning prayers.  Just like that.. he collapsed and died... why?  He was only 53 years old and I just had a meeting with him last Wednesday and I posted about it &lt;a href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/no-internet-nno-interncourse.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress, his wife said.  He was very stressed up with work, he had so many meetings to attend, so many meetings he had to chair, he had to know so much about this and that... and overall all this, he died because of stress leading to heart failure.  He was a very nice man, obliging to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yesterday while I was working my head out in the office, I told myself, don't hurry, slow down....  I have a very bad habit, I don't like to see work on my table pending for the next day, I tried to finish it all for the day.... that is not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from today onwards.... I will remind myself this...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WORK WILL HAVE TO WAIT ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-6899490630967774740?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/6899490630967774740/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=6899490630967774740&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6899490630967774740" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6899490630967774740" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/ZrjogaqYLlc/work-less-relax-more.html" title="Work Less, Relax More..." /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/work-less-relax-more.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-786477750969033384</id><published>2009-11-07T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:36:13.963+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finance" /><title type="text">Good Investment</title><content type="html">Due to the rampant of robberies happening in my town lately, many of us have resorted to opening safety deposit boxes to keep our jewelries and other valuable documents.  Over breakfast the other morning, my friends and I were discussing about the safety measure of how to take precaution during the day and night.  Putting our valuables away in the bank is a good measure and installing alarm is another suggestion for our own safety at home.&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason why robberies are rampant nowadays is due to the &lt;a href="http://www.monex.com/prods/gold.html"&gt;gold&lt;/a&gt; price which has gone up tremendously!  Their  main target is gold and cash.  When my friend told me that the gold price has gone up 4 times more than the price that I bough many years ago, I was really stunted!   Never did I expect it to go up so sky high, if I had followed the commodity news, I would have find ways to invest in gold rather than putting in the bank.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guess this is the time to pay more attention to the Monex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-786477750969033384?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/786477750969033384/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=786477750969033384&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/786477750969033384" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/786477750969033384" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/BlbY4bVDKW4/good-investment.html" title="Good Investment" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/good-investment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-8001885166208226150</id><published>2009-11-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:56:03.826+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title type="text">Say Cheese!!!</title><content type="html">Andy is back for almost a week and he has been eating heartily.. &lt;s&gt;ask him if u dont believe me&lt;/s&gt; He told me one night that he will gain weight in no time.  Well, nothing to worry about since he has lost so much weight since he started college in May this year.  As mums, we love to feed our kids, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plump, plump means healthy and wealthy... oooppss.. sorry, don't take this statement seriously, it is very backdated already.  Just eat healthily...but eating healthily is one thing, once awhile, it is okay to indulge in this "irresistable" dessert such as this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfD02JaMI/AAAAAAAAHRI/_fRuRuNEIto/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfD02JaMI/AAAAAAAAHRI/_fRuRuNEIto/s400/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624159989000386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;specially presented by Elin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my request, she baked this for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEInao1I/AAAAAAAAHRQ/rXU5g3IT7QU/s1600-h/cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEInao1I/AAAAAAAAHRQ/rXU5g3IT7QU/s400/cake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624165295924050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKED CHEESE CAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Andy's request has been granted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEn2fs8I/AAAAAAAAHRg/doT_IOXXZX8/s1600-h/cake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEn2fs8I/AAAAAAAAHRg/doT_IOXXZX8/s400/cake3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624173680669634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, I only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"nibbled" &lt;/span&gt;two slices.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEbUhRhI/AAAAAAAAHRY/xBViyt0selA/s1600-h/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfEbUhRhI/AAAAAAAAHRY/xBViyt0selA/s400/cake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624170316940818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how can I resist dessert such as this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfE-JUlUI/AAAAAAAAHRo/d2MYGAo-x0E/s1600-h/exercise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfE-JUlUI/AAAAAAAAHRo/d2MYGAo-x0E/s400/exercise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400624179665212738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for aerobicS!!&lt;br /&gt;one, two, three, four..&lt;br /&gt;LET'S DO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-8001885166208226150?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/8001885166208226150/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=8001885166208226150&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8001885166208226150" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8001885166208226150" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/sFs4N5_eSKI/say-cheese.html" title="Say Cheese!!!" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLfD02JaMI/AAAAAAAAHRI/_fRuRuNEIto/s72-c/cake.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/say-cheese.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-2625403586178683083</id><published>2009-11-06T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:53:58.577+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><title type="text">My Pigmentated Hand</title><content type="html">I received a call from my regular facial saloon this evening, she reminded me that it is time for my facial treatment again.  Oh yeah, I nearly forgotten about that, now that I am in my mid forties (secret revealed!), I have to take good care of my face.  In fact I should have started taking good care of my face when I was young.  But due to "poverty" during my younger days, it was not possible at all till I started working and earning my own income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be too late if I were to take care of my skin now, it might help to go for some treatments, applying and using the right cleanser, toner, moisturiser and of course, the &lt;a href="http://bestsunblock.com/best-sunblock/"&gt;&lt;span id="opp_21161_anchor_text"&gt;Best Sunblock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one can find in the market.  What makes a best sunblock lotion?  My sister once told me that SPF 15 is definitely not enough for tropical countries such as here where I am staying.  At least I need a SPF25 or 30 sunblock cream for my face and body.  Why do I need sunblock?  Well, ask any lady, do they fear wrinkles, especially around their eyes and lips when they smile or laugh?  The answer will definitely be YES....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening before I blog this, I have a good look at my hand and I couldn't help snapping one picture here to display my pigmentation.  Yes, I did not take good care of my hands when I was younger, I didn't apply sunblock on them and see what the consequences now.  So, for younger ladies, do not wait, apply some sunblock before you go out in the sun.  We cannot be hiding from the sun forever so all we need to do is to protect our skin from further damage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvQ16Sa8YEI/AAAAAAAAHRw/bM3uxIlmIvU/s1600-h/hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvQ16Sa8YEI/AAAAAAAAHRw/bM3uxIlmIvU/s320/hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401001128617599042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-2625403586178683083?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/2625403586178683083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=2625403586178683083&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/2625403586178683083" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/2625403586178683083" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/u-tPKdmMmbU/my-pigmentated-hand.html" title="My Pigmentated Hand" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvQ16Sa8YEI/AAAAAAAAHRw/bM3uxIlmIvU/s72-c/hand.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/my-pigmentated-hand.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-7044779992092665978</id><published>2009-11-05T20:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:19:08.324+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gifts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">My Gift From FoongPc</title><content type="html">When I reached home from office, I was surprised to see a brown package on my table.  For a moment, I couldn't recall what it might be, but after reading my name on the package, a blogger by the name of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FoongPc&lt;/span&gt; came into my mind... I am sure by now, many of us here knows who &lt;a href="http://foongpc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FoongPC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is, am I right?  He is one great blogger who blogs endlessly about his trips lately, his adventures as a backpacker.  His latest &lt;a href="http://foongpc.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-notes-2.html"&gt;random&lt;/a&gt; post made me laughed... ladies, gentlemen, go read this post... u might be the one he is looking for!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; back to this topic, I wanna thank you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FoongPC&lt;/span&gt; (if u r reading this) for allowing me to win this great RA+d &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tshirt&lt;/span&gt;. (first time in history I won, very big issue already!)  I guess u allow me to win cos this is really my size..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may agree with me that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FoongPC&lt;/span&gt; is a generous guy, I remember when he came back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Guilin&lt;/span&gt;, (if i m not mistaken), he handed out some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;souvenirs&lt;/span&gt; to his fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; as well, (Tekkaus, I love the mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt; u chose!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;FoongPc&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for your gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLBM3KF3vI/AAAAAAAAHQQ/2bw7fOn58WM/s1600-h/foong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLBM3KF3vI/AAAAAAAAHQQ/2bw7fOn58WM/s400/foong1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400591329879514866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a personal note&lt;br /&gt;signed with a smiley..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLBNGrPHZI/AAAAAAAAHQY/Zb37hddgk-0/s1600-h/foongpc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLBNGrPHZI/AAAAAAAAHQY/Zb37hddgk-0/s400/foongpc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400591334045064594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My COOL "I heart KL" shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, see the specs on the bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while arranging the tshirt,&lt;br /&gt;i saw my girl's specs on the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a bad habit of hers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she will "receive" a scolding from me soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(maybe she is hinting for a new pair... &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-7044779992092665978?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/7044779992092665978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=7044779992092665978&amp;isPopup=true" title="43 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/7044779992092665978" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/7044779992092665978" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/SP_ualVcRzg/my-gift-from-foongpc.html" title="My Gift From FoongPc" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvLBM3KF3vI/AAAAAAAAHQQ/2bw7fOn58WM/s72-c/foong1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">43</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/my-gift-from-foongpc.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-4347967457793335183</id><published>2009-11-05T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:28:54.264+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><title type="text">Better Safe or Never?</title><content type="html">Robberies are very rampant nowadays, in fact, most towns are affected by these crimes.  The thugs are getting braver, they can just go in and rob even in broad daylight.  During my younger days, I stay in a town shophouse.  Those days, shops are widely opened, anyone can go in and out without fear.  But nowadays, things have changed.  Shop owners are getting "paranoid" of the rampant robberies and most of the shops are locked from inside, it is like becoming prisoners in your own shop.  During the day, they can watch out but at night, a &lt;a href="http://www.alarmingyou.com/"&gt;ADT Home Security&lt;/a&gt; is needed.&lt;br /&gt;I am still contemplating whether to get a &lt;a href="http://www.alarmingyou.com/"&gt;home alarm&lt;/a&gt; for my own house or not.  Most probably I will be installing one, at least we can sleep with a peace of mind.  How wonderful the world is if there is no fear of going in and out of your own home, how wonderful it will be if we can be safe wherever we are.  Now as it is, friends whom I know are considering installing an &lt;a href="http://www.alarmingyou.com/"&gt;ADT Security &lt;/a&gt;in their own houses and shops.  They said, "better safe or never" same as in "better late or never."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-4347967457793335183?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/4347967457793335183/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=4347967457793335183&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4347967457793335183" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4347967457793335183" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/Mcgsb2sMMOM/better-safe-or-never.html" title="Better Safe or Never?" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/better-safe-or-never.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-3608063798004565086</id><published>2009-11-04T19:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:04:42.851+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">No Internet 'n' No Interncourse</title><content type="html">Woke up at 7.30am, getting myself ready to go straight to an IT department  for an one-day "Open Office" computer course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8am sharp, my handphone rang, my colleague's name blinked... I answered and she asked me to hold on.. another voice took over and since it was unfamiliar, I asked, "Siapa ni?" (who is this?)  "So-n-so here...."  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chey..&lt;/span&gt; it was my superior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come back to the office, you have to go for a meeting at 11am."  But I retaliated saying I was supposed to go for the course. What she answered turned me off.. "If you go for the course, then you come back at 11am.... "  HUH??? Go for 3 hours and excused myself?  Where got meaning?  The course is supposed to be whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me no choice, still fuming and biting my lips &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(exaggerated)&lt;/span&gt;, I told her OK, OK.. I'm coming to office now!  So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sui... &lt;/span&gt;shouldn't have answered the call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching office at 8.15am, she smiled at me when I entered... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kan siew".. .&lt;/span&gt; my heart was still fuming, thinking why she must spoilt my day, can't she call another person to go for the meeting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;... after all, mainly not my scope of work... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(har tak yau har, &lt;/span&gt;bullying me...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huhuhu....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30am... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt; ended up writing minutes in the meeting, mind wandered away, yawning at times...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cheeees..&lt;/span&gt;   cannot blog hop too cos no Internet connection ...... what an awful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-3608063798004565086?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/3608063798004565086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=3608063798004565086&amp;isPopup=true" title="31 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3608063798004565086" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3608063798004565086" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/k60MvYcewp4/no-internet-nno-interncourse.html" title="No Internet 'n' No Interncourse" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">31</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/no-internet-nno-interncourse.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-290210947282315243</id><published>2009-11-04T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:35:07.766+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">Blog Hop</title><content type="html">Each day I never miss visiting blogs, especially those in my list, I love to hop over to see/read what they write and will leave a comment whenever possible.  This has been my daily routine, working or at home, if the Internet permits me to do so, blogging has become one of my passions since a year ago.  If not for my son who taught and create this template, I think I would still be complaining that time passed so slow... But now it is different, time really flies... so much to do and so little time... I am sure many of you agree with me, right?  Ok, time to go blog hop again, wanna join me to this &lt;a href="http://www.nubagfail.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="opp_19991_anchor_text"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-290210947282315243?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/290210947282315243/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=290210947282315243&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/290210947282315243" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/290210947282315243" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/6HE0XhK03rY/blog-hop.html" title="Blog Hop" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/blog-hop.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-8969723030077845867</id><published>2009-11-03T19:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:48:53.038+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accessories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">The Old And The New....</title><content type="html">Aaron left his laptop behind for yours truly here to utilize, since the day he did his internship in July.  Well,  I am of course, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; about it, at least no more "fighting" and hassling with my Girlie over the computer.  So now each of us have a laptop and a desktop to use whenever we want, no more negotiating over time factor too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So normally I like to sit back in my own room, the laptop on my bed and a chair to sit on beside it.  But lately I have been suffering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;backpain&lt;/span&gt;.... was it due to this chair???  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;... It looks disastrous, right?  Hey, don't ask me to throw it away, this one sentimental value&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.. it has been with me since I was born &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.. and how many years was that... secret, secret... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvAS4YvFhUI/AAAAAAAAHPI/ONf4lw77O-M/s1600-h/chair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvAS4YvFhUI/AAAAAAAAHPI/ONf4lw77O-M/s400/chair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399836713139144002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an antique already..&lt;br /&gt;all I did was to put some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cushions&lt;/span&gt; on and behind it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; to throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Hospital fees will cost RM30...&lt;br /&gt;But I will do it one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvAS4Hje4tI/AAAAAAAAHPA/NQeG95pirxE/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvAS4Hje4tI/AAAAAAAAHPA/NQeG95pirxE/s400/chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399836708527071954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey, see what I bought 2 days ago...&lt;br /&gt;cute or not?&lt;br /&gt;Now my bumps will be more comfortable&lt;br /&gt;While the old one goes to "hospital",&lt;br /&gt;this new one will do for now...&lt;br /&gt;Cost me RM47!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-8969723030077845867?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/8969723030077845867/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=8969723030077845867&amp;isPopup=true" title="41 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8969723030077845867" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8969723030077845867" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/PyoXNBUwKqQ/old-and-new.html" title="The Old And The New...." /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SvAS4YvFhUI/AAAAAAAAHPI/ONf4lw77O-M/s72-c/chair1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">41</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/old-and-new.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-6745967730930659576</id><published>2009-11-03T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:45:33.785+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><title type="text">Flashing My Business Card</title><content type="html">Yesterday I met up with an old schoolmate of mine at the badminton court and she asked me whether I was interested to go for a reunion party or not.  I was told that many of them will be going for this party held in another two weeks at a popular restaurant here in our hometown.  She was quite keen and she kept pestering me to come along, she said she will take along our old school magazine, just for laughs.  It has been nearly 3 decades since we last saw each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am quite hesitant, a bit shy in fact, for I heard that most of them are mostly professionals, earning and living a very comfortable lifestyle.  I can imagine the would-be-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scenario&lt;/span&gt;, everyone will be flashing their business cards to each other and I?  I do not even have a business card to show, perhaps I should go online and get some &lt;a href="http://www.123print.com/Free-Business-Cards.aspx"&gt;free business cards&lt;/a&gt;, not actually free of course, but it comes with many designs, either that or you can make your own personalized cards to start with a price as low as $3.95 only.  An idea hit me, maybe I can start off with my own personalized card displaying "Claire, sole owner of www.reanaclaire.com."  How about that? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-6745967730930659576?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/6745967730930659576/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=6745967730930659576&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6745967730930659576" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6745967730930659576" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/LGh5D16pA5c/flashing-my-business-card.html" title="Flashing My Business Card" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/flashing-my-business-card.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-4439204273176281659</id><published>2009-11-02T22:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:19:19.077+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Choc Chips Walnuts Cookies</title><content type="html">I'm late tonight...really late... its 11pm already... a very busy day indeed.  How I wish I am at least 10 years younger, ok ok... at least 5 years younger, can ah... then I won't tire so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my busy schedule started &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after &lt;/span&gt;work at 5pm.. rushed home to change into my attire for my badminton appointment.  (sorry kids, monday is mum's off day from the kitchen, just go do your own cooking, OK?)  No la, I am not so bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a-mother-one&lt;/span&gt;... got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tar-pau&lt;/span&gt; curry fish from the canteen... LOL.. (still bad, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss.. back from badminton around 7.15pm... Girlie said, "Mi, lets make some cookies!"  HUH?  At this time of the night?  My body still on the cooling down mode... but seeing her anticipated face, I don't have the heart to say NO... "Ok, ok... but promise you help me till the end, DEAL?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... after my shower, body &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clean clean&lt;/span&gt;, we went to the kitchen, butter was still hard but then, who cares... just do it quick and as Frank Sinatra said, "Do It My Way"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (elin, don't laugh!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My way... yeah... All who see this, please don't laugh, OK &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but u can snicker, though :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The making of an amateurish cookie maker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z9zg7dqI/AAAAAAAAHOo/xgIimILXflQ/s1600-h/dough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z9zg7dqI/AAAAAAAAHOo/xgIimILXflQ/s400/dough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399521246389696162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the dough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z352gwBI/AAAAAAAAHOY/jynoXacvVpA/s1600-h/biscuits1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z352gwBI/AAAAAAAAHOY/jynoXacvVpA/s400/biscuits1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399521145011617810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elin, i know u r stiffling your laughter now...&lt;br /&gt;i can sense it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3ox5VsI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/_gnQ9cdt5Ro/s1600-h/biscuits2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3ox5VsI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/_gnQ9cdt5Ro/s400/biscuits2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399521140428854978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my odd shaped cookies in the baking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3YixdgI/AAAAAAAAHOI/Ge6X99c-UgA/s1600-h/biscuits3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3YixdgI/AAAAAAAAHOI/Ge6X99c-UgA/s400/biscuits3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399521136070456834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after 15-20 min....the outcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3DSWvHI/AAAAAAAAHOA/fulNCPnVQNo/s1600-h/biscuits4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z3DSWvHI/AAAAAAAAHOA/fulNCPnVQNo/s400/biscuits4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399521130364451954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;phew.... phew... after 3 hours...&lt;br /&gt;our mission accomplished ... finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su76KMiJ4RI/AAAAAAAAHO4/1HoVzsGDvSM/s1600-h/cakes21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su76KMiJ4RI/AAAAAAAAHO4/1HoVzsGDvSM/s400/cakes21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399528056333918482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, this is &lt;a href="http://letswallop.blogspot.com/2009/11/choc-chips-walnut-cookies-recipe.html"&gt;choc chips walnut cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siapa &lt;/span&gt;wants recipe, hands up? oh, no one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geh&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Girlie is very "kan", halfway through, she went missing and Mummy has to shout like Tarzan then only she reappeared... (next time cannot trust her words).. after much grumbling, we managed to get 4 plastic tins of cookies... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(one for u, one for her , one for him, one for....... Italy boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; macam tak cukup..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess he has to wait for another round... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://letswallop.blogspot.com/2009/11/choc-chips-walnut-cookies-recipe.html"&gt;Recipe here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-4439204273176281659?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/4439204273176281659/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=4439204273176281659&amp;isPopup=true" title="35 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4439204273176281659" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4439204273176281659" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/HhZlWFqI2cg/choc-chips-walnuts-cookies.html" title="Choc Chips Walnuts Cookies" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su7z9zg7dqI/AAAAAAAAHOo/xgIimILXflQ/s72-c/dough.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">35</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/choc-chips-walnuts-cookies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-5383672422878587137</id><published>2009-11-02T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:39:45.791+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><title type="text">Some Printing Services</title><content type="html">Year end is coming, at this time, my friend, Tam will be very busy organizing her schedule for next year.  Her boss dedicates most of his duties to her and she is more or less a manager in an agriculture firm.  Well, she always complain that her post might sound enterprising but her salary is way below par.  But then, due to the poor economy these days, one cannot be too fussy or choosy about jobs, as long as there is a fixed monthly income, it is considered a blessing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the topic, around this time, she will be making frantic calls to printing companies for quotations.  She will have to collect a few quotations and then decide which will give her the most appropriate pricing of printing out calendars and diaries as well.  Besides that, she has to get some &lt;a href="http://www.psprint.com/brochures"&gt;brochure printing&lt;/a&gt; to promote her company's products for the new year.  So much to do, she complained and yet shortage of staff.  Perhaps she can find some ideas by looking through the website but then, I guess she will have no time for that as well.  Anyway, no harm telling her, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-5383672422878587137?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/5383672422878587137/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=5383672422878587137&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5383672422878587137" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5383672422878587137" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/U-BzQka41OM/some-printing-services.html" title="Some Printing Services" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/some-printing-services.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-6901947364579428383</id><published>2009-11-01T16:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:21:21.195+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Homecoming Meal</title><content type="html">One of the requests from Andy when he reached home was "Mi, please feed me with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;home cooked&lt;/span&gt; food...."  oh dear... that was what I feared, I do not go marketing often, now that he is back, I got to... I am sure this statement is quite common among our youngsters... Though yours truly here only knows a few selective dishes, he really doesn't mind. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.... But lately, I learn a few good dishes from my good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;, but of course, not as delicious looking as hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1Kbyk0MdI/AAAAAAAAHN4/DEWnC2yNoOo/s1600-h/dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1Kbyk0MdI/AAAAAAAAHN4/DEWnC2yNoOo/s400/dinner2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053369580204498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these were our dinner yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KbsamdJI/AAAAAAAAHNw/-qLnxE_P5_E/s1600-h/dinner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KbsamdJI/AAAAAAAAHNw/-qLnxE_P5_E/s400/dinner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053367926748306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;.. my new profound dish from u-know-who..&lt;br /&gt;Buttered Japanese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Taufoo&lt;/span&gt; with Chicken Meat..&lt;br /&gt;(original recipe no chicken meat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KajxJjfI/AAAAAAAAHNY/eZU62B-tjUw/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KajxJjfI/AAAAAAAAHNY/eZU62B-tjUw/s400/dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053348425534962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Must-Dish for Andy&lt;br /&gt;guess no need to introduce anymore...&lt;br /&gt;(i bet u all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jemu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1Kbew5ZYI/AAAAAAAAHNo/L1HD70Z3_SA/s1600-h/dinner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1Kbew5ZYI/AAAAAAAAHNo/L1HD70Z3_SA/s400/dinner3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053364262167938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegetable egg soup for Andy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KbOkQOlI/AAAAAAAAHNg/EHfLRX8QrwI/s1600-h/dinner4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KbOkQOlI/AAAAAAAAHNg/EHfLRX8QrwI/s400/dinner4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053359914170962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is mine!! I want more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vege&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;more fibre for older lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;choy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with egg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-6901947364579428383?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/6901947364579428383/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=6901947364579428383&amp;isPopup=true" title="53 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6901947364579428383" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6901947364579428383" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/bP0DDhhBGLU/homecoming-meal.html" title="Homecoming Meal" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1Kbyk0MdI/AAAAAAAAHN4/DEWnC2yNoOo/s72-c/dinner2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">53</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/homecoming-meal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-3401708166287745767</id><published>2009-11-01T16:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:20:38.736+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby" /><title type="text">Baby Shower Favors</title><content type="html">I hope my friend, Lynn will stop feeling sad over the second loss of her laptop, no doubt it is just within six months, things just happened when we least expected it to be.  I know how it feels to lose something dear to us, especially her baby photos, there were all in the laptop data, they mean a lot to her.  Hope I can enlighten her a bit when she goes to see these &lt;a href="http://www.bellissimofavors.com/"&gt;baby shower favor&lt;/a&gt; in this website which I came across this afternoon.  Seeing those cute baby favors,  she might need something from here for her cute baby.  Lynn, if you are reading this, choose something you like to have, charge them to me, just get something nice and tell me the price...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;They have a large selection of lovely gifts meant for babies, from edible &lt;a href="http://www.bellissimofavors.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby shower favors including personalized mint tins, personalized cookies and a variety of candy jar are some of their gifts.  As I browsed through, a cute time keeper in a shape of an Egg caught my eye.  This &lt;a href="http://www.bellissimofavors.com/eb1081.html"&gt;Baby Egg Timer&lt;/a&gt; makes an adorable accent in the kitchen and is practical for new mummies especially they are cooking something in the kitchen and at the same time, their babies need their attention too.   This will make a lovely gift to hand out to any new mummies and besides that, there are other lots of cute baby favors gifts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KCHm0liI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/xfb6D8RvWvc/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KCHm0liI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/xfb6D8RvWvc/s200/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399052928549164578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-3401708166287745767?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/3401708166287745767/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=3401708166287745767&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3401708166287745767" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3401708166287745767" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/wNJu_JoBf3I/baby-shower-favors.html" title="Baby Shower Favors" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/Su1KCHm0liI/AAAAAAAAHNQ/xfb6D8RvWvc/s72-c/baby.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/11/baby-shower-favors.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-5621857177186088731</id><published>2009-10-31T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:09:31.163+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging" /><title type="text">Laptop Goes Missing Again..</title><content type="html">11.43pm... Lynn just called to tell me about her lappie... few months ago, a thief broke into her house to steal her laptop besides other things as well.  Then two months ago, she bought a new one and just yesterday, her husband took the laptop to a repair shop for some installation.  This afternoon when he went back to the shop to collect the laptop, the boss told him that there was a robbery and his laptop was one of the items taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn groaned..."hak moe?" (bad luck or not?) In a matter of months, 2 laptops stolen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I consoled her saying that if her husband was in the shop when the robbery happened, it might have been worst... having a scare of his life and might be dangerous too.. as long as no one gets hurt, material things can be replaced.. no doubt heart break... The man told them that he would compensate, how true it is, yet to know.. hope he does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Lynn, moe sum toong, ok?  count your blessings that no one is hurt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-5621857177186088731?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/5621857177186088731/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=5621857177186088731&amp;isPopup=true" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5621857177186088731" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5621857177186088731" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/X6zrfR0GTFE/laptop-goes-missing-again.html" title="Laptop Goes Missing Again.." /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">20</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/laptop-goes-missing-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-5125289253986636348</id><published>2009-10-30T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:55:39.486+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="finance" /><title type="text">PayPal Withdrawal</title><content type="html">Yesterday &lt;a href="http://gabriel-utp.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabriel&lt;/a&gt; told me that Paypal is no longer charging us $5 for each withdrawal already.. YEH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, paypal can even bank into our savings account instead of my credit card... Yeahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paypal&lt;/span&gt; account just now and did the necessary changes.  Any withdrawals now will go straight into my savings account instead of credit card.  With one condition, any withdrawal less than RM400 will be charged RM3 but no fees will be charged if over RM400.  Fair enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only problem is... how come my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paypal&lt;/span&gt; account has accelerated?  Funds getting lesser and lesser.. as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lan&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;.. (money is hard to find)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks Gab,  for informing me about the changes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-5125289253986636348?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/5125289253986636348/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=5125289253986636348&amp;isPopup=true" title="39 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5125289253986636348" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/5125289253986636348" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/xgNP4GQ5hWY/paypal-withdrawal.html" title="PayPal Withdrawal" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">39</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/paypal-withdrawal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-2103607525758505135</id><published>2009-10-29T20:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:40:50.950+08:00</updated><title type="text">Something Fishy In GP</title><content type="html">Someone was feeling very hungry, 15 minutes before 1pm, Lynn was hurrying me to go for lunch, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;already, she said... Cannot blame her, this morning she didn't follow us out for breakfast and thus the early call.  Both she and I gathered up our our group&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (mar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and five of us headed off from the office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where to?"  the unpaid driver (ME) asked... "Why not try the newly opened food court in First Garden?", Nancy suggested.  Oh, I didn't know the way, not my territory, but after a few twists and turns on the road, we finally reached the destination, the Golden Point &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt; GP in First Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really newly opened 29/10/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJUbdfKI/AAAAAAAAHJw/7t-wJ0v3OvA/s1600-h/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJUbdfKI/AAAAAAAAHJw/7t-wJ0v3OvA/s400/p2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397994222552710306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumKom8q7FI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/vVT4_RqBnj4/s1600-h/food1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumKom8q7FI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/vVT4_RqBnj4/s400/food1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397998058634669138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big complex, food court downstairs&lt;br /&gt;exercising gym upstairs, i was told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumIpm240pI/AAAAAAAAHLI/ee0muTrHoAo/s1600-h/fish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumIpm240pI/AAAAAAAAHLI/ee0muTrHoAo/s400/fish2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995876767027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kong and I walked round the food court&lt;br /&gt;and ended up ordering something fishy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH6oR-kQI/AAAAAAAAHK4/Kg38BSX9KVA/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH6oR-kQI/AAAAAAAAHK4/Kg38BSX9KVA/s400/fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995069695234306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them fish..waiting to be our "victim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH6M3ILjI/AAAAAAAAHKw/iZtfKeHWa1I/s1600-h/gp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH6M3ILjI/AAAAAAAAHKw/iZtfKeHWa1I/s400/gp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995062334860850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 15 min. our dish arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH57Ip4bI/AAAAAAAAHKo/V-bX9hXw9rg/s1600-h/gp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH57Ip4bI/AAAAAAAAHKo/V-bX9hXw9rg/s400/gp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995057576534450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked kind of plain, right?&lt;br /&gt;but the taste was very different... fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH5ppVvJI/AAAAAAAAHKg/FSm4ieg3jgY/s1600-h/gp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH5ppVvJI/AAAAAAAAHKg/FSm4ieg3jgY/s400/gp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995052881788050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Elin's&lt;/span&gt; review of the fish...&lt;br /&gt;"black beans with sugar, garlic, shallots.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH5YUNr6I/AAAAAAAAHKY/vSUcsq2o1RY/s1600-h/gp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumH5YUNr6I/AAAAAAAAHKY/vSUcsq2o1RY/s400/gp4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397995048229777314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just rightly cooked, not dry, not raw either..&lt;br /&gt;smooth texture with the original kind of taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHKRet9II/AAAAAAAAHKQ/Hhbq8c-zOt8/s1600-h/gp5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHKRet9II/AAAAAAAAHKQ/Hhbq8c-zOt8/s400/gp5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397994238940935298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;walloping&lt;/span&gt; one sizzling plate of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can still manage some spoonful of rice..&lt;br /&gt;including the fish and its tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHKMIYL1I/AAAAAAAAHKI/ccYdbZPs1Xc/s1600-h/gp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHKMIYL1I/AAAAAAAAHKI/ccYdbZPs1Xc/s400/gp6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397994237505056594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucking and eating the fish bones.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJ8smosI/AAAAAAAAHKA/4Vp9bbn25lI/s1600-h/gp7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJ8smosI/AAAAAAAAHKA/4Vp9bbn25lI/s400/gp7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397994233362031298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, i told u, she sucked in all!!! poor fish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJmqAusI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/lQYx1WN6YVU/s1600-h/gp8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJmqAusI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/lQYx1WN6YVU/s400/gp8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397994227445578434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now u see it...&lt;br /&gt;and now u don't&lt;br /&gt;no head, no tail... guess who have taken it all???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the fish cost RM24 with one plate of rice,&lt;br /&gt;it was worth it, head and tail also missing already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-2103607525758505135?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/2103607525758505135/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=2103607525758505135&amp;isPopup=true" title="39 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/2103607525758505135" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/2103607525758505135" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/Vm0fc0HIY6s/something-fishy-in-gp.html" title="Something Fishy In GP" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SumHJUbdfKI/AAAAAAAAHJw/7t-wJ0v3OvA/s72-c/p2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">39</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/something-fishy-in-gp.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-6368183877056392395</id><published>2009-10-28T19:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:58:17.170+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Don't Worry, Be Happy...</title><content type="html">After a heartache episode yesterday, today was definitely much better.  Even this morning's police blocks did not hamper us from going our for our breakfast.  While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PKR&lt;/span&gt; were having their "heckling" in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dewan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Undangan&lt;/span&gt; just less than half a km away, that too did not dampen our spirits as well.  We carried on with our morning mutual, "healing" our stomachs the proper way by going to a shop in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Labrooy&lt;/span&gt; Road.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meals for today were....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZSfCMHI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/pGOtsEm2gpg/s1600-h/cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZSfCMHI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/pGOtsEm2gpg/s400/cake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620662955290738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; RM3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; was quite filling, we made a "pact" that we would skip lunch.... but alas, mission uncomplished... by 1.30pm, the alarm in my stomach started to ring...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ringgggg&lt;/span&gt;... gosh, can't I endure hunger?  NO... but since it was already half lunch time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;, Kong and I proceeded to our canteen downstairs... and we ended up with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZz7nDDI/AAAAAAAAHJY/Bqx1NVPIKUA/s1600-h/laksa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZz7nDDI/AAAAAAAAHJY/Bqx1NVPIKUA/s400/laksa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620671933516850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;laksa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzaIRV36I/AAAAAAAAHJg/z4eCafn7Ugw/s1600-h/laksa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzaIRV36I/AAAAAAAAHJg/z4eCafn7Ugw/s400/laksa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620677393375138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nearer angle...of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;muslim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;laksa&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzitkCL6I/AAAAAAAAHJo/mpdLAfebzRA/s1600-h/laksa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzitkCL6I/AAAAAAAAHJo/mpdLAfebzRA/s400/laksa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620824842842018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tot of sharing but ended up taking a plate each..&lt;br /&gt;there goes my diet... (as if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZEy9haI/AAAAAAAAHJI/dfO8QhEHguE/s1600-h/cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZEy9haI/AAAAAAAAHJI/dfO8QhEHguE/s400/cake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620659280774562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...and who gave me this????&lt;br /&gt;My new profound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;, of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzYycWCKI/AAAAAAAAHJA/wQpJkLa_Sns/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzYycWCKI/AAAAAAAAHJA/wQpJkLa_Sns/s400/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397620654354073762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious looking, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;See the "S" shape?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise that when I snapped this...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;... for allowing me to test taste on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elinluv.blogspot.com/2009/10/green-tea-souffle-roll-cake-with-green.html"&gt;Green Tea Souffle Roll Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Green Tea Walnuts Buttercream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(wow, the name sounds as delicious as the cake, right?  How to go on diet like this, tell me.... LOL...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-6368183877056392395?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/6368183877056392395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=6368183877056392395&amp;isPopup=true" title="33 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6368183877056392395" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6368183877056392395" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/_3EhxLSbMro/my-spirits-lifted-high.html" title="Don't Worry, Be Happy..." /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SugzZSfCMHI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/pGOtsEm2gpg/s72-c/cake2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">33</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/my-spirits-lifted-high.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-8153899432640324818</id><published>2009-10-28T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:27:35.573+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><title type="text">Miss Upload</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;My son will be coming back this Friday and this time his holiday will be two long months.  After an intensive 2 months intensive semester, he needs a relaxing break from the tension he is experiencing now.  I know he is counting the minutes till he comes home, tomorrow is his last day of his exams and I can almost feel his anxiety each night whenever I call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;As a mum, I am looking forward to having him at home once again, when he is around, my chores seem to be "lighter." :)  When it comes to computer breakdown, I do not have to feel helpless for I know he can make it well again, he will reformat and clean up whatever need to be cleansed.  Besides that, I need him to help me upload all my pictures/photos into a folder, he will be "shocked" to find out that I have used up much space in the hard disk, he always discourages me to do so.  So this time when he comes back, I am going to tell him about  &lt;a href="http://www.missupload.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="opp_19231_anchor_text"&gt;Free File Hosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I read here, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MissUpload&lt;/span&gt; is a file hosting provider that offers online storage and remote backup capacity filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sophisticated&lt;/span&gt; uploading and downloading tools as well.  Not only that, I can host files, images, videos, audio and flash at the same place.  Moreover I need a secure storage capacity for off-site backups, especially when my son does the reformatting for me later on.  I will not have to worry about my files "disappearing" after the clean-up.  Another interesting feature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MissUpload&lt;/span&gt; has is that I can earn points too and these points can be converted into cash....Interesting news, right?  Well, to know more, click onto their website and you might find yourself signing up as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-8153899432640324818?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/8153899432640324818/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=8153899432640324818&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8153899432640324818" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8153899432640324818" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/dlgX2K7P49k/miss-upload.html" title="Miss Upload" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/miss-upload.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-8771074959915640164</id><published>2009-10-27T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:59:16.744+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">My Poor Babe Again!</title><content type="html">No mood today.... my car&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kena&lt;/span&gt; "molested" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early early morning upon reaching my girl's school, I slowed down to stop at the school gate.  I turned on my left signal and was slowing down when suddenly the car who had just "deposited" his girl, suddenly turned out and banged my left side of my car.  My girl shouted, "Mi...CAR!!"  Too late, he banged my back passenger door already.   By right, he should see the side mirror first before turning out, didn't even put signal too....  (Men Driver!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now my car is very "balanced".... my car all around has scratches here and there already and she is only 3 1/2 years old! ....  (Lady Driver!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(synopsis: actually,I got down from the car and examined the damage, i didnt see anything dented so i signalled to him OK, U CAN GO, (so si-tu-pid) well, 7am ma.. still very dark, old lady cannot see clearly...tot no dent, no big damage.  ONLY realize how deep and long the scratch was when I reached office... I touched it gently, again and again..  sek sek, .... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-8771074959915640164?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/8771074959915640164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=8771074959915640164&amp;isPopup=true" title="44 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8771074959915640164" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/8771074959915640164" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/EaVGf5hYgYs/my-poor-babe.html" title="My Poor Babe Again!" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">44</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/my-poor-babe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-6851175504651493825</id><published>2009-10-26T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:05:30.636+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sports" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title type="text">My Super Series Heroes!</title><content type="html">Best night of the year!  Oh, in fact it was nearly 1.30am when the game was over...  an exciting game&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (nearly get heart attack).&lt;/span&gt;  My heart thumped furiously as my favorite duo struggled with the match, losing the first game and narrowly won the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;...when it came to the rubber set, the points were so marginal and Koo was even "flashed" with a yellow card by the umpire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commentator was saying "ridiculous"... how could the umpire not called the referee when the player requested for one ... the big screen was showing the playback that the Dane was holding the shuttle when Koo served wide... (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; the umpire know that once the player holds the shuttle, it is considered a point for the opponent?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX00dKifI/AAAAAAAAHIA/hxqfM3Sax2A/s1600-h/kkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX00dKifI/AAAAAAAAHIA/hxqfM3Sax2A/s400/kkk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396886662163368434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dejected Koo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it was a blessing in disguise.  Despite getting the yellow card, he persevered to the end, winning the 3rd set by just a few points....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX0Y_Ow-I/AAAAAAAAHH4/owZL_51z4N4/s1600-h/kkk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX0Y_Ow-I/AAAAAAAAHH4/owZL_51z4N4/s400/kkk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396886654790058978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tan Boon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heong&lt;/span&gt; was smiling away, Koo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keat&lt;/span&gt; was still in "shock?"  I laughed when he put both his hands together above his head to "salute" the umpire when he won the game... To me,  the gesture means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pai&lt;/span&gt; lei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tai&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chor&lt;/span&gt; lei"&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX0Hc88fI/AAAAAAAAHHw/YAH3eB-pkas/s1600-h/kfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX0Hc88fI/AAAAAAAAHHw/YAH3eB-pkas/s400/kfc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396886650082882034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling happy today...&lt;br /&gt;time to treat myself to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; snack plate&lt;br /&gt;add on a "drumstick" ice cream for a RM1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX1Mt4f_I/AAAAAAAAHII/FZp9Z1jvyEg/s1600-h/buttercook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX1Mt4f_I/AAAAAAAAHII/FZp9Z1jvyEg/s400/buttercook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396886668675940338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is for munching after dinner&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;a href="http://elinluv.blogspot.com/2009/10/baileys-cranberry-oats-cookies.html"&gt;Bailey Cranberry Oats Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-6851175504651493825?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/6851175504651493825/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=6851175504651493825&amp;isPopup=true" title="37 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6851175504651493825" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/6851175504651493825" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/riLSuvHVcsU/my-super-series-heroes.html" title="My Super Series Heroes!" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuWX00dKifI/AAAAAAAAHIA/hxqfM3Sax2A/s72-c/kkk.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">37</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/my-super-series-heroes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-3796609945006814362</id><published>2009-10-25T16:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:06:46.706+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food" /><title type="text">My Sunday Desire</title><content type="html">My day started at 10am, went to Tam's house, 20 minutes drive away, picked her up and off we went to take our first meal, Breakfast.... I love the Loe Shu Fun coffeeshop along the Pasir Puteh Road.... 20 minutes drive away in IPOH is considered far, so once awhile when I go there, I will not miss going to this shop for breakfast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQK3J-41aI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/JqqMNJDzs7M/s1600-h/break1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQK3J-41aI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/JqqMNJDzs7M/s400/break1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396450196185470370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kon loe&lt;/span&gt; (dried) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loe shu fu&lt;/span&gt;n (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rat noodles&lt;/span&gt;) LOL....&lt;br /&gt;generous with IPOH beansprouts garnished on top..&lt;br /&gt;this bowl cost RM1.60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQK3fSYubI/AAAAAAAAHHY/z8pSimB_tOI/s1600-h/break2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQK3fSYubI/AAAAAAAAHHY/z8pSimB_tOI/s400/break2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396450201904396722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the fried fish balls? my favorite&lt;br /&gt;0.50 sen each only..&lt;br /&gt;Both of us ended up taking 15 various fish balls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After our breafkast, we adjourned to a university, 30km away to look for Gabriel.... Thanks Gab, for getting the form signed for me, it saved me a lot of hassle with the Socso office... hope you like the Mc-Loe Shu Fun delivery! lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching home after 1pm, my stomach started to growl... how about making something light to eat now?  Thanks to my mama, she gave me 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tortoise" (mi ku)&lt;/span&gt; last night.  Took them out from the fridge, "undressed" them .... and started to prepare the batter, 3 eggs beaten with some sugar and salt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ6uwDCnI/AAAAAAAAHGw/CCqdLbpcdI4/s1600-h/turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ6uwDCnI/AAAAAAAAHGw/CCqdLbpcdI4/s400/turtle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396449158083316338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute tortoises, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ61bqSAI/AAAAAAAAHG4/BTDrdU9sjRs/s1600-h/turtle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ61bqSAI/AAAAAAAAHG4/BTDrdU9sjRs/s400/turtle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396449159876855810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ta daaa..&lt;/span&gt;. a light tea time for both fernie and myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay..now stomach is satisfied... I am not going out this evening, 6pm I have a date with Astro.... My dinner is also ready...... 2 packets of chee cheong fun bought in Menglembu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ7ZGk-0I/AAAAAAAAHHA/yO4FZa5ld94/s1600-h/turtle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ7ZGk-0I/AAAAAAAAHHA/yO4FZa5ld94/s400/turtle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396449169452104514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed type this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ7tHozYI/AAAAAAAAHHI/UQkO60DrXP8/s1600-h/turtle3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQJ7tHozYI/AAAAAAAAHHI/UQkO60DrXP8/s400/turtle3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396449174825258370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushroom sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 4.30pm now... tired..&lt;br /&gt;better take a snooze first...zzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-3796609945006814362?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/3796609945006814362/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=3796609945006814362&amp;isPopup=true" title="57 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3796609945006814362" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/3796609945006814362" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/HvsK83ziV6k/my-sunday-desire.html" title="My Sunday Desire" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuQK3J-41aI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/JqqMNJDzs7M/s72-c/break1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">57</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/my-sunday-desire.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-4281489898304383649</id><published>2009-10-24T22:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:36:53.857+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sports" /><title type="text">Denmark Open Super Series...Cool!</title><content type="html">Denmark Open Super Series is on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from church and saw the live score in tournament software link... my favorite badminton player Koo Kien Keat is in the FINALS tomorrow!! yeeehhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow must cancel all appointments from 6.10pm onwards....no dating, no appointments.... (hahaha...as if i have any)  Dinner must be "packeted" back at 5.30pm latest.... perhaps will call for McDonald or McPizza...which one is tastier? cheaper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last night I did the most crazy thing, I stayed up till 3.30am to watch the quarter finals... worth staying up cos Koo Kien Keat/Tan Boon Heong won....phew... slept peacefully after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow they will be against Mathias Boe/Carsten Mogensen.... hope they win... don't disappoint me....LOL... badminton crazy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 1px; height: 37px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tournamentsoftware.com/sport/matches.aspx?id=DC4CD6A1-2500-4DC4-876C-1E2062DA09FD&amp;amp;c=DEN"&gt;&lt;span class="printonly"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuMNjHMwCuI/AAAAAAAAHGA/v33ZSEnWOH4/s1600-h/koo.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;      &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-4281489898304383649?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/4281489898304383649/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=4281489898304383649&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4281489898304383649" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/4281489898304383649" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/bIbd3n8WRaY/denmark-open-super-seriescool.html" title="Denmark Open Super Series...Cool!" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/denmark-open-super-seriescool.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-451625169248743500.post-199701530497650815</id><published>2009-10-24T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:35:10.138+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accessories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home services" /><title type="text">Bath Robe</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Christmas is around the corner and it is time to look for wrapping fun and party!  After so many years of buying presents for my love ones, it is time to buy something really useful, something that we can use practically every day.  And what comes to my mind is household stuff, something like towels and rugs. Each time I go visiting shopping malls, these items never failed to attract me especially when there is a special promotion going on as well.  But nowadays since I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;paypal&lt;/span&gt; account, I resort to seeking online links to look for something unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this website I came across recently, the &lt;a href="http://www.posylane.com/terry-cotton-bath-robe.htm"&gt;terry bath robe&lt;/a&gt; attracted me. They came with a wide selection of sweet colors, just suitable for the whole family and friends alike. Coming along with that, for those who love to have a &lt;a href="http://www.posylane.com/waffle-weave-bath-robe.htm"&gt;waffle bath robe&lt;/a&gt;, well, they come with a 100% cotton and adjustable Velcro Closure, this will definitely fit women from teens to adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I think I like to have one of those &lt;a href="http://www.posylane.com/oh-mint-bath-towel-wraps.htm"&gt;towel wrap&lt;/a&gt; for myself, they are just too beautiful to resist.  Sweet colors too, now come to think of it, what color shall I choose for myself.... green or the pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuKN1hSHkGI/AAAAAAAAHFk/eEF_9hZUHqo/s1600-h/posy_lane_webpage015006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuKN1hSHkGI/AAAAAAAAHFk/eEF_9hZUHqo/s200/posy_lane_webpage015006.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396031254150221922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuKN1b5H8pI/AAAAAAAAHFc/EYGrS13wIVE/s1600-h/posy_lane_webpage015003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuKN1b5H8pI/AAAAAAAAHFc/EYGrS13wIVE/s200/posy_lane_webpage015003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396031252703212178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/451625169248743500-199701530497650815?l=www.reanaclaire.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.reanaclaire.com/feeds/199701530497650815/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=451625169248743500&amp;postID=199701530497650815&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/199701530497650815" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/451625169248743500/posts/default/199701530497650815" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/NCZf/~3/RtQu5rmZx6I/bath-robe.html" title="Bath Robe" /><author><name>reanaclaire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01716477622054835019</uri><email>reanact@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00939555147990387547" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IVBU3YIPIjI/SuKN1hSHkGI/AAAAAAAAHFk/eEF_9hZUHqo/s72-c/posy_lane_webpage015006.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.reanaclaire.com/2009/10/bath-robe.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
