<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:56:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Being Val</title><subtitle type='html'>Married, Mother of 2,Jill of all Trades in addition to trying to be a great (or at least)wife, mother, friend, confident and most of all just being myself.  A Financial Advisior by Profession. Honesty &amp;amp; Trustworthy &amp;amp; Dependable are a few of my qualities to mention and lastly a barrel of fun so considered yourself warned of a very healthy laugh...so needless to say, theres never a dull moment with me ....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-2494262325965254373</id><published>2010-08-10T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:43:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 47th Wedding Anniversary,Mum and Dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; Today marks the 47th Wedding Anniversary of my parents, and I take a step back to look at their lives together. With all the ups and downs, tears and laughters, pains and joys and they are still together. Thanking God for each other. I am truly amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of us who are in the early stage of married we feel that life is a dream come true, being with the one person that we love most in the world (sometimes even more than our parents or life itself). Our motto then would be "You and I Against the World".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the years go by the little things start to become big things and we start to feel our wonderful world with this wonderful person is not as wonderful anymore. SO WHAT HAPPEND????? How could this person who was so loving and caring change into this other person whom we just dont reconize anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, a marraige is full of trails and trubulations and somewhere there the both of you will learn patiences, perserverences, completeness, love, support, loyalty and  trust. Of course there will also be tears, anger, faultfinding and just plain I can't take this anymore (Every Marraige Has This) but above all that, never giving up on each other and take very thing as a challenge with a pince of sugar and look on the positive side and you will be together until death do you part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks time my husband and I will be celebrating our 25th Wedding Anniversary and I don't know what awaits for us in the future but what ever it is I look forward to the next 25 years together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this article,Its not something new but surely something worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce.&lt;br /&gt;She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-2494262325965254373?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/2494262325965254373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=2494262325965254373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/2494262325965254373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/2494262325965254373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-47th-wedding-anniversarymum-and.html' title='Happy 47th Wedding Anniversary,Mum and Dad.'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-582528437160214744</id><published>2010-06-26T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T17:54:19.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginger Chicken with Spring Onions</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here is a dish that I find very easy and also one of the fastest dishes to prepare. It goes very well with hot steamy rice or just eaten on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 Chicken whole legs&lt;br /&gt;- 6 sprigs of spring Onions&lt;br /&gt;- 2 inch of young ginger (sliced thinly)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 big onion&lt;br /&gt;- 1 teaspoon of corn flour&lt;br /&gt;- 2 tablespoon of light soya sauce&lt;br /&gt;- 2 tablespoon of cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;- 2 teaspoon of sesame oil&lt;br /&gt;- 1 cup of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Cut chicken into bite size and marinate with corn flour and soya sauce. &lt;br /&gt;Set aside for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Slice young ginger, onion and cut spring onions into 2 inch lenght.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Heat oil in pan, add sesame oil and ginger and fry until fragrant then add sliced onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) When onion is transparent add only the chicken into the pan and cook for 5 minutes stirring a few time.Add water and simmer on slow fire until chicken is tender and gravy is thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Add salt to taste and just before chicken is taken out add the spring onions and serve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-582528437160214744?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/582528437160214744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=582528437160214744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/582528437160214744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/582528437160214744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/06/ginger-chicken-with-spring-onions.html' title='Ginger Chicken with Spring Onions'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-3046579240232474545</id><published>2010-06-24T21:19:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:08:00.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillie Fish Curry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Since I started blogging about food recently I had a few inquires from relatives as well as friends asking me for recipes. So I have decided to share some of the recipes that had been handed down to me by my late Mother In Law in hope that in the generations to come they too will be able to enjoy these dishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these recipes have been put together by loving hands thru the generations and the measurements of ingredients have never been documented, it just a little of this and a pinch of that and lastly a handful of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll start will one of the favorite of the family. Its called lovingly "  Chillie Fish Curry" by us but its also known as Asam Pedas, or literally “sour spicy,”. This is a classic Malaysian dish. Ask any Malaysian – Malay, Chinese, or Indian–and you are bound to get various recipes for Assam Pedas. Everyone has their own interpretation for this favorite dish and there are endless adaptations; suffice it to say, it’s sour, fiery hot, and tastes extraordinarily satisfying…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/TCN1ULrzQQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HVgSUXwpltQ/s1600/assam_pedas_fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/TCN1ULrzQQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HVgSUXwpltQ/s320/assam_pedas_fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486357760661733634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FISH CHILLIE CURRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;600gms Fish (promfret,mackerels or stingray) &lt;br /&gt;10 ladies fingers&lt;br /&gt;1 tomato (cut into wedges)&lt;br /&gt;6 sprigs of daun kesum (Vietnamese mint/Vietnames coriander)&lt;br /&gt;5 tablespoons of cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;1 bunga kantan (quartered)(pink ginger flower)&lt;br /&gt;2 long brinjals (cut into 2 inch and halfed)&lt;br /&gt;Salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoon Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have included a picture of the ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/TCN1UpyCCAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/R2itQ-as7hE/s1600/P6241733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/TCN1UpyCCAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/R2itQ-as7hE/s320/P6241733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486357768740931586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spice Paste:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 clove garlic&lt;br /&gt;8 shallots&lt;br /&gt;8-10 dried chillies (depends how spicy you like)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tablespoon of belacan (prawn paste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tamarind Juice:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cup of water&lt;br /&gt;Tamarind pulp (size of a golf ball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Method:strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a) Add ingredients for the spice paste into a food processor and grind.Set aside&lt;br /&gt;b) In the meantime soak the tamarind pulp water for 15 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the pulp to extract the flavor into the water. &lt;br /&gt;Drain and save the tamarind juice..&lt;br /&gt;c) Heat oil and fry the spice paste for until fragrant.&lt;br /&gt;d) Add bunga kantan,daun kesum,brinjals,the tamarind juice and bring to boil.&lt;br /&gt;e) Add the fish,tomato wedges and ladies fingers and bring to boil.&lt;br /&gt;f) Taste for salt. &lt;br /&gt;g) Simmer on low heat for 5 minutes or until the fish is cooked.&lt;br /&gt;h) Serve hot&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now be sure that there alot of hot steamy rice and enjoy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-3046579240232474545?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/3046579240232474545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=3046579240232474545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3046579240232474545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3046579240232474545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/06/chillie-fish-curry.html' title='Chillie Fish Curry'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/TCN1ULrzQQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/HVgSUXwpltQ/s72-c/assam_pedas_fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-5322615883659933298</id><published>2010-06-23T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:59:23.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ Take Up Your Cross +</title><content type='html'>Everyone, yes everyone, has sorrowful mysteries in their lives. They may be sad things that happen to us or to those close to us, like the sickness of ourselves or our loved ones, the betrayals, the failures. Or they may be interior things that we find hard to explain, such as depression or hidden conflict of the heart. Our sorrowful mysteries will be different for each one of us and for each of us there will be events that will make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We show much of our self by the way we respond to such trails. Some of us imagine that some part could be undone by us and get stuck on that feeling of "If Only"; It should not have happened or it should not be like this and we just get stuck in a rut over this kinds of thoughts and allow the feeling of depression to set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real success does not consist in getting it right all the time. Success is what we do with our failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord said: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Take Up Your Cross". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It is not something we go looking for in faraway places. Sooner or later the Lord hands us a cross, and our job is to recognize it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-5322615883659933298?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/5322615883659933298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=5322615883659933298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5322615883659933298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5322615883659933298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/06/take-up-your-cross.html' title='+ Take Up Your Cross +'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-1276002637158801076</id><published>2010-04-26T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:54:44.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crispy Oven Baked Chicken Thighs</title><content type='html'>This year the hubby and I decided that we would be eating healthier, so for the pass few months we have been experimenting with new recipes. Here is one of our new found dishes that's so easy to make and we can indulge in without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crispy Oven Baked Chicken Thighs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Thighs&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper &lt;br /&gt;Garlic Powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 425 degrees F. For easy clean up, line a large shallow baking pan with foil sprayed with cooking spray or simply spray pan with cooking spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season chicken on both sides with salt, pepper and garlic OR seasoning of your choice. Place on pan making sure the pan is large enough to accommodate the chicken without crowding but leaving at least an inch or more between pieces. The less crowed the chicken pieces, the crispier they will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake chicken 35-45 mins or up to an hour. Chicken pieces should be well browned and crispy on the outside and the juices clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-1276002637158801076?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/1276002637158801076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=1276002637158801076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1276002637158801076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1276002637158801076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/crispy-oven-baked-chicken-thighs.html' title='Crispy Oven Baked Chicken Thighs'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-8584477295863285169</id><published>2010-04-26T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:06:24.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Little Words</title><content type='html'>For the pass few days I seem to be in a rut, don't really know whats wrong with me... hmmmm could it be that time of the month when my hormone's are going out of control I thought, but after counting my days I guess its not .... well what could it be then?... Why do I feel the way I feel... I just want to get away and be alone, away from the world and all those whom I love as well as those I rather not be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gathered myself and offered to go for take out as I was just not up to cooking. During the journey I decided to call a friend to ask her what was she up to, and when she answered the call by saying " Valarie, I love you!!!" I was just lost for words and started laughing and crying at once. Now here's not something I often hear over the phone. We both laughed for awhile and ended the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home I realised that I wasn't feeling as bad as I was when I left home, so I decided to call a few friends and told them that I loved them and before I could reached home I had received a few calls from other friends telling me that they loved me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my girlfriend had started a chain reaction without realising it and it was a great way to let people around us know that there is someone out there who loves and care enough to let you know that your loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home I was one very happy camper with a big smile on my face. With a puzzled look on his face the hubby asked "What happen to you while you were out getting lunch?" My answer "I LOVE YOU".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-8584477295863285169?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/8584477295863285169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=8584477295863285169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/8584477295863285169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/8584477295863285169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/three-little-words.html' title='Three Little Words'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-8670612139384579633</id><published>2010-04-20T21:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:02:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Cooking Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>My son's back for the semester break and having him home means I do alot more cooking, not that I'm complaining at all, but daily it would be a battle of thinking of what's the menu going to be for the coming day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy is not a fussy eater, he basically eats whatever that's put in front of him but the one dish that I would say that is his favourite is spaghetti. Now preparing a spaghetti dish is one of those dishes that I enjoy doing cause it's ready in a jiffy. Here you have a dish that's easy to make and cost next to nothing. Just add some garlic bread and a salad and we have a wholesome healthy meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now you can guess what the menu going to be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While most of us make spaghetti sauce by opening a jar or can, preferring convenience to sweat and tears of homemade. Let me tell you that making Spaghetti Sauce from scratch is not only simple but also delicious. Here is a recipe that will not only impress your friends and family, as well as your taste buds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making spaghetti sauce from scratch means you experimenting with all the different kinds of ingredients to discover what mix of taste you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There a few steps to getting things done but have some patience and enjoy the finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S82uBefugXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MTUeen-cM5w/s1600/Spaghettie+with+meat+balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S82uBefugXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MTUeen-cM5w/s320/Spaghettie+with+meat+balls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462213263459516786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spaghetti Sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;20 ripe fresh Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cups of chopped onions&lt;br /&gt;3 cloves of chopped garlic&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoon of basil&lt;br /&gt;1 lb choped mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;1 large chopped green pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 bay leave&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespon oregano&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon of ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoon on olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prepare the tomatoes&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;In a big pot of boiling water, put tomatoes in a few at the time for about 45 seconds. Remove them and immediately plunge them into ice water. This process will make the skin come right off.&lt;br /&gt;Now cut tomatoes into half and squeeze each one with clean finger to remove seeds, put aside to drain. &lt;br /&gt;Put the drain tomatoes in a food processor and liquefy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat olive oil in a large pot and add onions and garlic and stir till onions is soft and garlic is golden brown. Add muchrooms, green peppers and liquified tomatoes to the pot and cook for a few minutes. Now add spices and bring to a boil, cover and simmer until sauce is thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have now made spaghetti sauce from scrath. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-8670612139384579633?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/8670612139384579633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=8670612139384579633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/8670612139384579633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/8670612139384579633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-cooking-tomorrow.html' title='What&apos;s Cooking Tomorrow'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S82uBefugXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MTUeen-cM5w/s72-c/Spaghettie+with+meat+balls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-5795220744911104413</id><published>2010-04-19T11:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T13:14:01.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Prepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8vckYYOExI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fhjYybzZrug/s1600/egg+sambal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461701490694296338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8vckYYOExI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fhjYybzZrug/s320/egg+sambal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm one of those who would find ways of doing things in the shortest and quickest way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NO!! that doesn't mean that I short change anyone. I just a planner and I find that it works just great for me and also for all those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 1 thing that I'm always doing is planing meals for my family.... as soon as I find out if the kids were coming home be it for the weekend or just for the day I would get all excited and the first thing I would ask them would be "what would you like to eat when you get home?" Then I would go all out to try my very best to get things on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 1 thing that I normally have ready in the freezer is my sambal base. I would make a whole lot of sambal base and then store them in the freezer for emergencies, this way I won't have to start from scratch every time I wanted to have a sambal dish made. So with my ready made sambal in the freezer I'm ready at anytime for unexpected guest (which happens quite often) who drop by for dinner or just ready to cook for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here I'm going to share with you the secret of my sambal base which can be added with anything IE: seafood, chicken or even eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here I leave you with the receipe for Hard Boiled Egg Sambal with Prawns. Enjoy ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard Boiled Egg Sambal with Prawns&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;500 grams of prawns ( shelled but tail left on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 chicken eggs or 15 quails eggs (hard boiled)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10 fresh red chillies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10 dry chillis (soaked till soft)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 gloves of garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 thumb size of balachan (prawn paste)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6 shallots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 big onions (sliced)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 tablespoon of thick tamarine juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 - 3 tablespoon of sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 tablespon of oil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;salt to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8vQJD7v-WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tUy0UuFjvhk/s1600/egg+sambal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a blender, add fresh chilies, dried soaked chillies, balachan, shallots and garlic. Blend it to a fine paste and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use a toothpick and lightly prick shelled hard boiled eggs in several places and pat dry.&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil in wok and deep fry eggs until chrispy. Remove and set aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the same oil now fry the sliced onions and blended ingredients until fragrant. When the gravy starts to bubble lower the heat to medium and add sugar, tamarine juice and salt to taste.&lt;br /&gt;As gravy starts to thicken add prawns and fried eggs and simmer for 5 minutes. Stirring often to prevent burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with hot steaming rice with slices of cold cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8vQJD7v-WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tUy0UuFjvhk/s1600/egg+sambal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-5795220744911104413?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/5795220744911104413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=5795220744911104413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5795220744911104413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5795220744911104413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-one-of-those-who-would-find-ways-of.html' title='Being Prepared'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8vckYYOExI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fhjYybzZrug/s72-c/egg+sambal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-3701177572975080368</id><published>2010-04-18T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:56:48.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Family Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8q5p1MbdnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FI0tTyIWIJ8/s1600/pc2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461381626445133426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8q5p1MbdnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FI0tTyIWIJ8/s320/pc2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pandan Leaf Chicken with Thai Dipping Sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;400 grams Chicken Drumstick cut into bite size&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 - 20 pandan leaf (screw pine leaf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oil for frying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tooth picks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marinate:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;40 grams shallots / small onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cloves garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 lemon grass / serai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3/4 tsp sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp light soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a pinch of turmeric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dipping sauce (mixed together)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons roughly grounded roasted peanuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 tablespoon Thai chillie sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Method:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combine all the marinate ingredients together in a blender and blend into a fine paste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Season chicken pieces with marinate for a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a screw pine leaf / pandan leaf and fold into a small cone. Place marinated chicken pieces and wrapped up neatly. Secure with tooth pick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat oil and fry pandan leaf chicken over medium heat until leaf turns light brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remove from heat and drain off excess oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serve with Dipping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461381621262459058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8q5ph4yILI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NzmPMmRuB6Y/s320/pc.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-3701177572975080368?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/3701177572975080368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=3701177572975080368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3701177572975080368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3701177572975080368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-favorite.html' title='A Family Favorite'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8q5p1MbdnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FI0tTyIWIJ8/s72-c/pc2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-1322818301149257421</id><published>2010-04-18T12:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:07:30.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>It seem like eons ago that I have blogged ...... did try to start a few times but I guess the creative juices just wasn't flowing... so hopefully this time I'll get started and stay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time around I'll be blogging about my travels, health and my favourite subject "FOOD" ..... ;p.... but that doesn't mean that I wont be throwing in how I feel about things that happens around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to cook and watch people enjoy my food, Thur the years I must have cooked thousands of dishes and really enjoyed the look on the face people who had finished their meals and knowing they had enjoyed themselves brought great satisfaction to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Lets Get Started with one of my favourite meats PORK ^@^ ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chinese Style Roast Pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461358930153080674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8qlAu6uh2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/zTLy6la6hc4/s320/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 piece of pork belly about 1.5 kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoon of coarse/rock salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tablespoon of fine salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tablespoon of 5 spice powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash pork belly and pat dry with kitchen towel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a sharp knife make small cuts on the skin of the pork belly and rub coarse salt on it. Finally apply rub fine salt and 5 spice powder on the meat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat oven till 180 C. Place pork belly on a wire rack with a tray underneath to catch drippings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roast for about 30 minutes or until the coarse salt crystallises like in the pic below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461359687540974258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8qls0aEorI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bOdxReCVz8U/s320/3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remove crystallised salt and continue to roast until the skin start to crackle and become crispy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut into small pieces and serve with hot steaming rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-1322818301149257421?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/1322818301149257421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=1322818301149257421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1322818301149257421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1322818301149257421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S8qlAu6uh2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/zTLy6la6hc4/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-3513250823522141638</id><published>2008-10-15T13:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:05:19.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LANGKAWI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkdShHtLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sxCSpgugaWk/s1600-h/P9180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188919211635890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkdShHtLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sxCSpgugaWk/s320/P9180010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; The Hubby and Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkfrvrxjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xeTQnMxdNSk/s1600-h/P9200070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188960343344690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkfrvrxjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xeTQnMxdNSk/s320/P9200070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188917932893714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkdNwPphI/AAAAAAAAABw/pctcchSUC1c/s320/P9190048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188929789320898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkd57CXsI/AAAAAAAAACA/rwSQj6Fw6r8/s320/P9190040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Beaches in Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hubby and I have been planing to go for a holiday together for a rather long time but somehow things just couldn't fall in place, ..... so when my sis in - law droped by for a short stay and without any notice offered us an opportunity to go to Langkawi Island for that much waited holiday ..... well there was no need to say more .... the hubby stared to pack the bags even before I could say yes. :b&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So, we set our days away and informed the kids and boarded our flight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;On arriving in Langkawi we hired a car and we were off to our hotel "The Berjaya Spa and Resort" .  Now this hotel was more then I expected ..... we had a wooden chalet up on the hillside in the mist of trees and greenery and the complimentary monkeys, squirrel as well as monitor lizards. Oh, Yes! before I forget let me introduce you to my new friend Hee Haw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257257684685642738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPWIApRhW_I/AAAAAAAAABo/6HG6L4WJC4k/s320/P9180016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hee Haw and myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257254921866315586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPWFf0-EB0I/AAAAAAAAABI/4dILDcUmhJ0/s320/P9180001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The Our Chalet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257257668653805298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPWH_tjO7vI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7iVS03HfdgM/s320/P9180020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257257671044691362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPWH_2dQ9aI/AAAAAAAAABY/mVGXVARtvRw/s320/P9180021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;View from our chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257257674454234642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPWIADKKdhI/AAAAAAAAABg/GLJW1uvIzBs/s320/P9190034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ready for the day out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259188947004308322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxke6DaO2I/AAAAAAAAACI/olN16KwrCoI/s320/P9190041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We just spent our days driving around the island, sight seeing as well as taking long walks on the beach .... hmmmmm ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;It had been such a long time that we had done these things that I had forgotten the feeling of being in love, and not having any wories and just so into each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We are already planing for our next trip ...... and I can't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-3513250823522141638?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/3513250823522141638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=3513250823522141638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3513250823522141638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3513250823522141638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/10/langkawi.html' title='LANGKAWI'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SPxkdShHtLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/sxCSpgugaWk/s72-c/P9180010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-3060109062738721383</id><published>2008-10-10T17:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:50:27.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Gift to Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261746232916508818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV6Uic9AJI/AAAAAAAAACg/9jhqLP3hBGE/s320/SWScan00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261749506079473250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV9TD70PmI/AAAAAAAAADA/fZud5VFABoA/s320/P3250008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Not too long ago I was arm deep in diapers, late night fed and sore nipples ..... yes that's right ..... I breast feed both my kids ...... It was a wonderful feeling to have a child right next to your heart and looks up to you with a nipple in their mouth and smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;Ahhhhhh.... the joys of motherhood...... how I miss them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261746231507293522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV6UdM-FVI/AAAAAAAAACY/rR6YUDAMh5w/s320/IMG_3016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261749495362095538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV9ScAmCbI/AAAAAAAAACw/nQvqZnU-z0g/s320/n711861921_546476_9588.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261746233430447106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV6UkXfFAI/AAAAAAAAACo/zOmWhjsyGks/s320/SWScan00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;How has time flown, where are the good old days of getting up at the crack of dawn to get the kids ready for school, trying my best to make sure that I'm there in school before the school ends to pick them up, cooking their favorite dishes, ready to fight tooth and nail for them and wanting to protect them from every danger that could possibly happen .... Yes I have to admit that I'm one of those mothers who are over protective. ..... but can I be blamed for having such preciously wonderful children ..... even if there were times I really wanted to wring their necks myself :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;I look back now and I see are two independent well rounded adults that I use to fuse over and will still do if given a chance and sigh! In the beginning of this month our son turn 18 and at the end of next month our girl will turn 21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;So it looks like its time to cut the apron strings for you my darling girl and let you live life right and go where your paths lead you for there's nothing in the world that you can't do once you put your mind and heart to it. Never forget your family and your upbringing. As for you my son your time will soon be here and the same goes for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261749502136053858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV9S1PocGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1cEGAVWC9ag/s320/n711861921_420188_4692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;There are no word to describe how proud both your father and I feel when it come to the both of your and we thank God for giving us such wonderful children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Always remember that we love you both and we'll always be here waiting with open arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;God Bless You Both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-3060109062738721383?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/3060109062738721383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=3060109062738721383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3060109062738721383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/3060109062738721383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-gift-to-us.html' title='God&apos;s Gift to Us'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SQV6Uic9AJI/AAAAAAAAACg/9jhqLP3hBGE/s72-c/SWScan00018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-7582600722725608740</id><published>2008-08-29T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:09:57.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother In- Laws</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;For as long as I can remember there have been talk about mother in - laws ...... movies, gossip, just plain talk and even fairy tales have been written about them..... it makes me wonder..... have mother in - laws always been bad, cruel, the wicked witch of the west.... as portrait most of the time. Is this a warning to all you females out there that to be married is to being ready for your MOTHER IN -LAW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It has been said that girls from a very young age have been forewarned to learn to cook, clean and sew let alone be able to have many many children for your mother in - laws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I have come across people who have kids about to be married and just like another mother, she would have a million things to prepare for the wedding. But does this include preparing her own bedroom in the newly Wed's home??? , a mother who wanted to have the hotel room next to the bridal room, one who kept count of the future daughter in - laws period days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;When did we mothers turn into such people????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I should think that we , who have been married and most of all have had mother in - laws (be she good or other wise) and gone through the experience and should know better...... but yet we some how start repeating history..... how come????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .... &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it a "Mother In - Law Syndrome" that we all are doomed to get as soon as we hear that one of our children is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Since I too have children and will become a mother in - law some day .......... I pray that I don't be come one of those "Mother In - Laws"..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Kids, here's a message to you ....... If I start to show signs of the onset of the "Mother In - Law Syndrome" please shoot me and put me out of your misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-7582600722725608740?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/7582600722725608740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=7582600722725608740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7582600722725608740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7582600722725608740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-in-laws.html' title='Mother In- Laws'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-5525672214941158778</id><published>2008-08-26T15:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:43:31.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Asam Laksa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238738749319440914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SLO9IvBCahI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K732txIr-50/s320/2.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A couple of months back the hubby had gone out fishing with the guys ..... needless to say when they got back we had enough to feed 100 people..... well almost..... I gave as much as I could to the neighbours and friends but a lass I was still stuck with a freezer full of fish....... sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prepared the fish next to every way I knew..... fried, steam, grilled, cutlets, sambal and also Penang Asam Laksa..... for those of you who don't know this dish well is basically a sour soup made out of fish flakes and eaten with rice noodles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since cooking this dish required a litle extra work so we decided to invite a few friends over to join us..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So, there we were sitting at the dinning table with our bowls of hot steaming asam laksa.... sweat was dripping down the hubby's face as I watched him slurping up his laksa...... now there's a satisfied man.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Before you start on this meal, make sure you have your drink of water ready by your side.... considered yourself warned.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmmm ..... wondering when will the children be back at the same time so that we can have Penang Prawn Mee next..... hope I don't have to wait too long....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-5525672214941158778?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/5525672214941158778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=5525672214941158778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5525672214941158778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5525672214941158778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/penang-asam-laksa.html' title='Penang Asam Laksa'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/SLO9IvBCahI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K732txIr-50/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-7245859605660131165</id><published>2008-08-25T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:14:01.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the pass two weeks ...... well life has been like a hurricane for the hubby and yours truly.... not that I'm complaning ...... we've had a wedding, a picnic, a bbq as well as our wedding anniversary. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First of all we were all excited about attending the wedding of our adopted God Daughter (she adopted us that is). The hubby and I left home early the morning of the wedding so that we could make it there in time for Mass but due to some road works and of course getting lost did nothing to help..... we just managed to make it to the Church half way thru the ceremony...... sad to say we missed the best part because I understand that the groom had promised to improve on his driving skills as part of his marraige vows...... now here's a brave man.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Anyway, upon entering the church, the first thing I noticed was the decorations of Red Roses everywhere. and as I looked around at the decorations that was done by the bride and her team, it felt as if I had stepped into a piece of paradise, surrounded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;by the great feeling of love that was there. The couple had family members and friends that had come from as far as Australia, England as well as the US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the choir singing, and with the decorations all around tears began to swell up in my eyes as I started to feel all nostalgic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Thoughts started to flow about how it was at my wedding ..... I can still remember it as if it happen just yesterday, we had our church ceremony and then we had a garden reception right next to the beach and that was 23 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;There had been times on how my daughter and I would share our thoughts about what would be nice to have at weddings and maybe we should become wedding planners. Well I'll have to wait and see I guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for the picnic and the bbq I'll leave that for another day.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-7245859605660131165?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/7245859605660131165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=7245859605660131165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7245859605660131165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7245859605660131165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/down-memory-lane.html' title='Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-4718534596147715562</id><published>2008-08-13T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:44:14.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANYTHING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daily I sit wondering what would I be cooking the next day.... I go over to the hubby and ask "what would you like to eat tomorrow?" and the normal reply would be  " anything!"  ...... So what the hell is "ANYTHING"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Is there a dish called "anything"?..... I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baffled by these answers.... is it a male thing to say "anything"  I wonder....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many a times I really wonder if I should just kick myself in the butt for asking these questions.... I should just go ahead and cook whatever that comes to my mind (provided its already in the freezer) so I need not go to the wet market. Silly me for asking.... &lt;/em&gt;:(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It use to be alot easier in the pass, but now ....what with the kids not around and there's only the both of us .... well cooking for two is now becoming quite a chore..... So thank God the hubby has now become quite relaxed and eating a curry for a few days is acceptable...... hurray for me......less cooking.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;So if anyone out there knows how to cook "anything" do let me know so that I can finally cook the dish my hubby wants....... :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-4718534596147715562?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/4718534596147715562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=4718534596147715562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/4718534596147715562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/4718534596147715562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/anything.html' title='ANYTHING!!!'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-5011610815075920681</id><published>2008-08-12T14:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:44:36.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semua Naik!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sekarang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;semua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;naiklah&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;naik&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;naik&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;badan&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;naik&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gaji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;saja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;takda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;naik&lt;/span&gt;???.... So what do we do with the cost of living going up??? How to go on living?? How will we deal with our need to have our branded shoes, handbags, our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt; at Coffee Bean or Star Bucks ...... sob sob sob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;The whole nation seem to have been hit by the Price Hike PANIC with just a hike in the fuel price ..... Some of us seen to be trying to save on every expect of our lives and then theres some of us just go on by as if there was nothing to worry about..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... how is this????? What makes us different??? ...... I wonder...... Whats with these people??? Have they gone mad? Do they not realise that theres a raise in next to everything .. with exception of our salary... Do they have a pot of gold somewhere? I wonder?......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Majority of us looks forward to the end of each month.... when we all get our salary..... or in my case my darling husbands'..... why is this? Some of us wish that we could get paid twice a month, once every forth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;.... "better to budget" but is it?? Is it not the same amount of $$$ that we receive in total, weather paid once or twice a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I suppose it comes to $$ management..... or just how much will power does one have when its down to much do you need it or just plain want it.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Tell me how do you feel about spending your Mulla ($$$) ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-5011610815075920681?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/5011610815075920681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=5011610815075920681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5011610815075920681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/5011610815075920681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/semua-naik.html' title='Semua Naik!!'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-1720028203125839915</id><published>2008-08-11T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:59:27.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging??</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It seems like everyone is into blogging these days.... so here I am sitting and wondering what does it takes a to blog..... I don't know..... but if next to every Tom, Dick and Harry and not to mention Susan, Mary and Jane, So... what the hell if they can do it...why not me?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, here goes..... I know that a few of you guys out there will be having a good laugh once you find out I'm blogging...... but ..... boy am I relieved..... its great to know that I've made at least someone laugh... hehehehehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-1720028203125839915?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/1720028203125839915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=1720028203125839915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1720028203125839915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/1720028203125839915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging.html' title='Blogging??'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924432164376649997.post-7758991559635548631</id><published>2008-08-11T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:30:59.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>this is my first post... the birth of the cyberspace me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7924432164376649997-7758991559635548631?l=justbeingval.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/feeds/7758991559635548631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7924432164376649997&amp;postID=7758991559635548631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7758991559635548631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7924432164376649997/posts/default/7758991559635548631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justbeingval.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Just Being Me !!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13610901165196239136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hVmgEHIa6JQ/S_vp9n_w0qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/err3Xyy92so/S220/P3071545.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
